One Little Corner

[I want to thank reader MM for assisting in the creation of this story]

A theory in physics postulates the universe we know is just one of an infinite number in a ‟multiverse”. One universe may differ so slightly our own appears identical, while another is impossibly different. This is a story from one such alternative...different, yet so very familiar.

(Part 1)

Prologue

‟Welcome, Auctioneer! Welcome!” the Master of the house told Vincent, shaking his hand at the front door. ‟It's an honor to have you in our home.”

"The honor is all mine, Master,” Vincent said with a smile, scanning the room, searching out the five year old whose virginity would be offered up to the community through him. ‟It's only once in a little girl's life that she experiences her First Fuck.”

‟Both of us, as well as the rest of my family, hope you'll do more than observe,” the Master grinned, as he guided Vincent, along with daughter Bella and his second partner, Amelia, into a lavishly furnished living room, with a king sized mattress on the floor in the center. ‟She specifically asked that you be the second to fill her, after me of course.”

‟Of course. It would be my pleasure,” Vincent told him, sitting in a comfortable chair offered by his host and accepting a goblet of wine, ‟and naturally, for your generosity, you, your family and guests are most welcome to enjoy the pleasures of my daughter and her mother. Their hands, mouths and cunts are a delight, if I do say so.”

Vincent stole a glance toward his second daughter. She was as eager to please as a girl could be, yet under her tiny smile there was a spark, ready to take charge whenever a house required it. There was an order to things and Bella respected that more than most. With some nurturing, his favorite eight year old child may even succeed him.

A few moments later, the Master's first partner escorted a cute blonde girl into the room, her hair tied in pigtails with sky blue bows. They stopped in front of their Master, taking turns probing his mouth with their tongues before turning to Vincent. The Master introduced the five year old as the daughter of his third partner, a smiling girl standing nearby who was barely eighteen herself.

Vincent opened his arms, inviting the little girl forward. She stepped between his thighs confidently, glancing down at his half hard cock before he wrapped her in his arms.

‟Your Daddy tells me you are ready to give your virginity to your father and then all of us,” he said to the five year old. ‟Are you ready, child? It will be one of the most momentous occasions in your life.”

‟Yes, Master Auctioneer!” the blonde girl grinned up at him as he dragged a finger through her smooth, hairless crease.

She giggled and squirmed on his finger, her pussy slit opening enough he could feel her warmth. He pushed a finger against her opening, feeling the tattered film still partially covering it.

‟She is ready...you may proceed,” Vincent announced, sitting back with his cock stiffening.

The Master took his daughter's hand and led her to the mattress. His partners, other children and guests stood around three sides, leaving an unobstructed path for Vincent to watch.

The five year old girl flopped on her back, spreading her thighs as wide as she could. She smiled as she extended her arms to her father. He knelt between his daughter's legs, taking a moment to gaze admiringly at her hairless pussy and the smooth, taut lips still covering the entry to her cunt.

He rubbed the tip of his cock, dripping with precum, up and down in the five year old's pussy slit. The girl's young mother guided the tip of the Master's thicker than average cock to the entry of their daughter's cunt. He hesitated a second, then slowly pushed his dick into her.

The little girl yelped as her father's dick pushed through the remnants of her hymen. By the time he was buried inside her, she was squealing in delight, humping back as fast as he pounded her.

The Master only lasted a few seconds before erupting into his five year old's tight pussy. When his cock deflated, he slipped out of her and rolled on to his back, panting like he just completed a long run.

‟Will you honor me by being my second, Master Auctioneer?” the five year old asked in an obviously prepared and practiced statement, beaming at Vincent, with her father's spent sperm oozing from her cunt.

As was the custom, Vincent crawled on the mattress and gave the little girl a deep, tongue lashing kiss. Her eagerness made him rock hard. Droplets of his semen dribbled on her thigh.

‟Please... please cum in me...from behind!” she begged, getting on her hands and knees with her ass in the air.

Vincent gave her slit and asshole a tender lick, tasting the Master's pungent cum still leaking from her. He moved closer and placed the head of his cock against her gaping entry.

‟Are you ready, child?” he asked, the edges of her cunt engulfing his tip.

‟Oh yes, Master Auctioneer!” she gasped.

As Vincent slowly plunged inside the little girl, he looked around and smiled. Eight year old Bella was already riding a teenager's cock, while Amelia did more than her share, taking a boy's dick in her cunt from behind while sucking the Master of the house hard again.

Being the Auctioneer had some wonderful perks.

•••••

Vincent

‟Daddy, can I talk to you for a minute?”

I looked up from the two computer screens on my desk, one showing a recorded class, the other an annotated list of each student in attendance. A banner across the top of the left screen read:

Boy/Girl Mutual Masturbation

Midterm Exam - Grades 7 and 8

Ten thumbnails each showed a twelve or thirteen year old boy and girl fingering and sucking one another on a bed set up in the front of the classroom.

‟Of course, Bella, but I only have a minute,” I said. ‟Then I have to finish grading this class.”

I have a simple grading system. Any reluctance by a boy to go down on a girl or a girl to gag when a boy squirted cum in her mouth resulted in an ‟F”. If I get hard watching them, that's a ‟B”. When I stop to rewatch a particular scene and jerk off, those kids get an ‟A”. Anything else is a ‟C”.

I just finished giving two twelve year olds a ‟B” when my daughter arrived, my precocious eight year old daughter standing in the doorway. I swiveled to face her with the tip of my still stiff cock peeking out from beneath my foreskin.

She approached with a glum expression. She stopped close enough I could clamp my knees on her sides, while she absentmindedly swirled the tip of my cock in her fingers.

‟So what's the problem, Bella?” I asked, brushing my hands through her brown curls.

‟I... I still can't...do it,” she whimpered, her lower lip quivering like she was about to cry. ‟You know, tingle all over and... and... cum the way Mommy Stacy and Mommy Amelia or even Emma do, no matter how hard I try.”

I sighed and pulled my daughter into my lap, facing away so my cock nestled between her legs. I flipped on two different screens on the computer, one showing Bella's third grade class and the other the girls in the tenth.

All the girls were laying on mats, fingering their pussies during a practice masturbation class. Only the tenth graders writhed with one body spanning climax after another. Some of the third graders squirmed and moaned, but it was nothing in comparison

‟I told you before, that will happen when you get a little older, like Emma. She's eleven now and just started having orgasms recently,” I explained, while brushing a fingertip across her ball bearing sized nipples, prompting a little whine. ‟Look on the screen. No one in your class is as aroused as any of the girls in the tenth grade...not even sixteen year old Mona on the far right who always has a hard time cumming with just her own fingers.”

‟I know, Daddy. You and both Mommies, and even some of the other teachers, keep telling me that,” Bella whined, wiggling her hairless pussy so her lips split across the top of my dick. ‟It's just...I can't wait...I don't want to wait anymore.”

‟I'm sorry, honey. There's not much anyone can do to grow up faster,” I told her, giving her a tender kiss on the top of her head. ‟Would you like to try again with my fingers?”

‟Oh would you, Daddy? That would be awesome!” Bella grinned, spreading her legs and reaching down to spread her pussy lips so her barely visible clit popped up from beneath its hood. ‟Will you put one finger inside me too?”

Bella leaned back against my chest. The head of my cock barely poked below her hairless mound dripping precum.

‟Now close your eyes and concentrate,” I whispered in her ear while flicking the tip of my tongue around the lobe, ‟just let the tingling spread through your whole body.”

Slowly, I rubbed my fingertip around the tiny nub of her developing clit, while another finger pressed into her tight cunt. Bella moaned, grinding her ass against me. I rubbed her clit a little harder but, like every other time I tried, I was unable to locate a spongy g-spot on the interior wall of her cunt.

Bella groaned a little louder and tensed. I rubbed her clit faster and harder until she slumped back.

‟So, honey, how was that?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

‟Oh, Daddy, it felt really good," she said. ‟I felt the tingle but it wasn't like Emma and both my mommies said it would be. It was only just between my legs.”

‟It'll happen sometime soon, honey.” I gave her another kiss on the head, then picked her up to stand between my legs. ‟Now I've got to get back to work. Go get Errol or Flynn to lick you. See if that works better.”

With that, I gave her a gentle swat on her ass and sent her out of my office. I switched back to my grading, took my stiffening dick in hand and enlarged the thumbnail to again watch two thirteen year olds I already gave an ‟A”.

•••••

Bella

Daddy was right but that didn't make me any happier. I didn't really care if the other eight year old girls had yet to start having orgasms.

I was special.

My Daddy and Mommies told me that all the time. So I was determined to show them all I could do something none of the other girls in my class could do...have a real orgasm.

My pussy was still tingling a little after I left Daddy's office. He could get me so close to cumming, right up to what seemed to be the brink but then the tingling never went further than right between my legs. I knew my Mommies could feel the tingling everywhere in their bodies from the way they quivered and shrieked when they climaxed. Even my eleven year old sister Emma recently started to cum and got really wet when she was licked or fucked or fingered and she didn't even have her first period yet.

Since Daddy told me to practice with Errol and Flynn, I went looking for them. Errol was our chocolate Labrador and Flynn, a Golden Retriever. Both had really big cocks and knots that swelled up when they were ready to cum, although Errol was the bigger of the two in every way.

Both my Mommies said it felt really good when the dogs shot their hot cum inside their cunts and their big knots split their pussy lips. That was something else I wasn't able to do yet. So far I was only allowed to let the dogs lick my pussy or suck and stroke them hard when one of my Mommies or their friends wanted a dog cock inside them. I was hoping a good licking by one of their rough tongues would take me over the top to an orgasm since I was already so close.

I asked Noah and Skylar, my younger brother and sister, the first ones I saw after I left Daddy if they knew where the dogs were. They just ignored me and continued watching cartoons. I kept wandering around the house, wondering where everyone else was at that hour.

As I headed back toward my own room, the one I still shared with Noah and Skylar, I heard some noise coming from the bedroom Daddy shared with my Mommies. The dogs were there, with Errol furiously humping Mommy Amelia's cunt and Flynn with his cock and knot buried deep in Justin's ass.

I knew right away I wouldn't be able to play with the dogs for a while and I didn't want to wait to try and cum. Mommy Stacy was sitting on the edge of the bed while my older half brother, Grant, stood in front of Mommy Amelia and Justin, yelling at them the way he always did.

My Mommy was Mommy Stacy's younger sister and Mommy Stacy had been bullying and abusing her since she was a little girl. I was pretty sure my Mommy kinda liked being used and degraded by her older sister and now her son too.

I decided to take a few toys from the nightstand next to the bed. No one seemed to notice when I walked into the bedroom and pulled open the toy drawer. There was nothing unusual about that. Everyone in the family walked in on each other having sex all the time in our house. I chose a long thick purple dildo and an egg vibrator before sliding the drawer closed.

‟Exactly what are you planning to do with those?” Mommy Stacy asked from behind me, startling me. ‟You know you're not allowed to use those toys without permission. I should give you a good spanking.”

I froze with the toys in my hand. I actually didn't mind a good fun spanking from time to time but that day I was focused on something else entirely.

Mommy Stacy shifted from where she was sitting on the edge of the bed to see me better. As she did, she moaned lowly when the baby in her belly apparently kicked.

No one was exactly sure how soon the baby would be born but from the size of her belly it wasn't going to be too long. Daddy told me he was pretty sure Grant was the one who got Mommy Stacy pregnant.

He wasn't upset about it at all. He told me that incest babies showed how much the family really loved each other. He hoped Grant or Noah would get me pregnant when I was old enough. Secretly, I really wished Daddy would be the one to give me a baby first.

‟I just wanted to see if I could cum using them, the way you and Mommy Amelia do sometimes,” I responded to Mommy Stacy while clutching the toys close.

‟Why didn't you just ask your brother to fuck you if you want something inside your pussy?” Mommy Stacy asked with a wicked grin. ‟Grant, come over her and fuck Bella.”

I grimaced but didn't answer. Grant was always rough when he fucked me and wouldn't stop when I told him he was hurting me. Daddy told Grant to be more gentle a few times but he never listened.

‟Sure, Mommy,” my older brother replied with a devilish grin before turning to me. ‟Well, you heard Mommy Stacy. Get on your hands and knees on the floor right next to your own Mommy.”

‟Be...nice...to...your...little...sister...Grant,” Mommy Amelia looked up and stammered between Errol's hard rapid thrusts into her cunt.

‟I don't need any advice from you, slut,” Grant growled at Mommy Amelia before slapping her face.

Despite her being the adult, Grant always disrespected Mommy Amelia and Mommy Stacy simply looked on approvingly. A trickle of blood dripped from the lip she bit with the slap.

‟Quit being such an ass, Grant,” Mommy Stacy told him firmly. ‟Everyone knows Bella's trying everything to have a real orgasm so let her ride your cock while she plays with her clit.”

‟I don't want...,” Grant began to object.

‟That was not a request,” Mommy Stacy told Grant sternly, ‟just fuck her the way I said.”

Grant grumbled under his breath but got on the bed on his back and held his cock straight up. Mommy Stacy smiled at me. She knew that was my favorite way to get fucked, the way Daddy slid his cock inside me the very first time on my fifth birthday.

‟What's the hold up?” Grant shouted, turning his head to look at me. ‟Get up here and slide down on my cock. I'm waiting.”

I climbed on the bed and stood with my feet on either side of him before slowly lowering myself down until the tip of his cock pressed against my hairless mound. I wiggled a little until the tip found my tight hole, stretching me. I kept going down until he was all the way inside. For a few seconds I just sat there on Grant's dick, getting used to the full feeling again.

‟Don't just sit there like a dummy,” he yelled at me, ‟move around so I can cum in you.”

‟You're being an ass again,” Mommy Stacy told him, making sure he knew she was still in charge.

I started to bounce up and down on his dick, slowly at first and then faster and faster. I squeezed my cunt around his cock the way Daddy told me he liked and the tingling in my pussy grew stronger. I started to think I was really about to cum for real like my Mommies.

Grant dug his fingernails into my ass cheeks and started to moan as he pulled me tighter around his cock. Just when I thought it couldn't feel any better, I felt Mommy Stacy slide two fingers into my asshole. That made me feel even better since the last time she did that, when she could only get one inside me.

She was rubbing her fingers against Grant's cock inside me, making the tingling grow even more. I was sure I was going to really cum but the feeling faded away. Grant pulled his cock out of me just as he started to shoot, covering my bare mound with his sticky spunk then pushed me off to the side.

I was really disappointed.

Daddy was probably right, I was just too young and not ready yet.

•••••

Vincent

I finished grading the tests and went to see what the rest of the family was doing. When I found them in the master bedroom playing with the dogs, I quietly slipped into a chair to watch, something I always loved to do.

‟Quit your whining and get down on your hands and knees,” growled my eldest son, Grant, who at twelve was already less forgiving than his mother, taking great pleasure in torturing our newest addition, fourteen year old boy toy Justin, before landing a sharp slap on his bare ass, ‟and just for being slow, you don't get any lube.”

Grant was my oldest son, Stacy and my first child. Even at twelve, he was a stout boy, nearly as tall as me with a thin five inch uncut cock. More importantly, he had his mother's domineering personality, to the point of being mean spirited at times. I was starting to doubt he had the disposition to become Auctioneer.

We added Justin as a fourth partner two years before, right after his twelfth birthday at the behest of his former Mistress and Stacy. Technically he was our full fledged Partner but in reality, he was Stacy and Grant's plaything. Both of them started physically, emotionally and mentally beating the boy into submission from the start. Stacy even designed a chastity belt they made him wear at all times with a series of prongs that pierced the skin whenever Justin got hard. They did let the boy take off the device and jerk off once a day, in front of everyone at the dinner table, into a glass that was his drink for the meal. If there wasn't enough liquid, Grant and Stacy were always happy to top it off with piss.

‟We're ready back here,” eleven year old Emma called from between the Labrador and Golden Retrievers, with strings of precum dripping from both animals.

‟Are you ready, Mommy Amelia? Do you have a preference for which one knots you today?” Grant mockingly asked his other mother, my twenty year old second partner. ‟It looks like Errol's balls are particularly full this afternoon.”

‟Hmm, that sounds really good, Grant,” Amelia smiled and lowered her head with her ass in the air as Grant squirted a generous amount of lube into her cunt while rubbing a thumb on her asshole. ‟I wanted him today anyway. He's bigger than Flynn and shoots more cum.

‟It's your lucky day, sissy boy,” Grant sneered, as he slapped Justin's ass hard enough to leave a reddening hand print. ‟You get the smaller dog's dick in your boy pussy today.”

With that, Emma released the dogs' collars and Stacy gave the command to mount. They rushed forward, thrusting haphazardly. Grant reached under Errol first, guiding the Lab's cock into Amelia's cunt before doing the same with Flynn and Justin's asshole.

It was only after the dogs knotted Amelia and Justin that I noticed Bella to one side of the bed talking to Stacy. My sweet precocious eight year old daughter held a dildo and a bullet vibrator. I guess she was still trying to give herself a real orgasm even after I fingered her. I just smiled, happy to see she was taking the initiative, even if she was not mature enough to get what she wanted quite yet.

After a few moments, Stacy said something to Grant I couldn't hear. He climbed on the bed holding his cock upright. Bella crawled up to straddle his hips and lowered herself down until his five inch long uncut cock disappeared inside his sister's tight cunt. My dick was almost completely erect watching the pleasure on Bella's face, even though she didn't usually care for Grant to fuck her. He was too rough she'd told me more than once.

When Stacy reached over and slipped a couple of fingers into Bella's asshole, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I got up, walked over and placed one hand on Stacy's protruding belly and the other between her legs, sliding three fingers into her warm wet cunt.

She stopped taking the dogs' cocks and knots a month earlier when her pregnant belly got really big. No one, including Stacy, was exactly sure when she was going to have the baby but she was convinced Grant was the one who got her pregnant. I was as proud of him for that as I was of her.

If anything, being pregnant made Stacy hornier than usual, requiring Grant and I, and occasionally my neighbor, Jake, and two or three of his sons from next door, to fuck her ass, pussy and mouth multiple times a day. That was fine with me. In return, he let his three female partners and four daughters, ages seven to fifteen, fuck me and Grant all we wanted.

‟Put your cock inside me, my cunt or my ass, your choice. Just do it now!” Stacy growled.

As I crawled between her thighs, Bella let out a moan. Grant squeezed his watery cum on to his sister's smooth pussy. Bella rolled off her brother and grinned up at me still fingering her tiny clit to keep the pleasure from dissipating too quickly.

Stacy lowered her head, licking her son's cock and balls clean then taking him all the way into her mouth. I slipped my dick into her slippery cunt and pumped slowly, reveling in the way she engulfed my cock like a well fitting glove. I listened to Stacy slurping Grant's cock and balls but my eyes were locked on Bella furiously fingering herself, straining to make that first orgasm flood her body. Once again, I felt my pride in her welling up in me.

‟My ass! Fuck me...in my ass...too!” Stacy gasped, taking Grant's cock out of her mouth long enough to look back at me over her shoulder.

I could see my son's dick was rock hard again. Knowing Stacy, I was sure she wanted her son flooding her throat while I filled her bowels. I was happy to oblige, pulling my dick from her cunt and pushing into her tight ass. She wiggled her hips, taking me as deep as I could go with hardly any resistance. I suspected Grant ass fucked his mother sometime earlier.

My balls slapped against her pussy, while I pounded her hard and fast, just the way Stacy preferred. I lasted long enough to hear Stacy sputter as Grant's jism erupted in his mother's throat. Then both Grant and I were done for a while.

‟Get your ass over her and clean my holes.” Stacy screamed at Justin as the boy toy lay panting with Flynn's watery cum leaking from his asshole.

‟But Mistress Stacy, my cock hurts so bad,” Justin whined, getting on his knees to show her.

There was no doubt he was hurting. The prongs in his chastity belt bit deeply into the swollen flesh of his thin five and a half inch dick. That happened every time one of the dogs or Grant or I fucked him. His cock got hard and the prongs pierced the skin of his dick until he softened again.

‟That's your problem,” Stacy told him harshly, ‟you'll not get any dinner at all if you don't clean my cunt and asshole right now.”

Justin dutifully crawled to her, licking her pussy slit and asshole until Stacy tensed and shot her pussy juices on his face. Justin swallowed as much as he could, knowing he should never waste a drop of cum from any of us.

Remnants of my cum and Stacy's juices glistened on my dick. The dogs, after knotting both Amelia and Justin, were in a corner, cleaning themselves. Amelia was mostly recovered, with her and my eleven year old daughter Emma scooping the remaining dog cum from her cunt.

Bella took my hand as we went to the huge walk-in shower to get cleaned up before dinner. I smiled seeing the streaks of Grant's drying cum coating the inside of her thighs. But Bella wasn't smiling. The shine was gone from her usually bright face.

"What's wrong, princess? Didn't you have fun?" I asked, squeezing her hand.

She nodded halfheartedly, but said nothing. It didn't take a psychic to know what she was upset about.

"You don't have to cum to have a good time," I said. "Neither me or your Mommies cum every time we have sex. It's nice, but you don't always need it."

"I know," she pouted, the way children do when they don't want to talk about something.

I knelt down in front of her and stroked my fingers down the babyish flesh of her hips. Tears welled in her eyes, and my heart broke ever so slightly. There was nothing I wouldn't do in that moment to comfort her.

"You know that I'm proud of you for trying," I told her. "Not every little girl is as diligent about fucking and cumming as you are."

She smiled. She felt special to be allowed to use a grown up word like fucking at home. And she was special, regardless of whether she climaxed or not.

"Maybe you will have an orgasm," I said. "It's rare, but not impossible."

"Really?" she gasped.

Trust my little girl to take an inch and stretch it into a mile. I could see it in her eyes, the will to try all over again, even with streaks of cum still fresh on her thighs. If only all my students were as eager.

"You have to try every day," I said with authority. ‟Sex Ed is a serious business, after all.”

Bella's fingers circled the tiny points of her nipples.

"Will you help me, Daddy?"

Cupping her chubby little behind, I pulled her toward me and invaded her mouth with my tongue. She kissed me back with equal fervor, offering me the sweet taste unique to a child her age. There was a stirring between my legs, despite being spent after grading classes and fucking Stacy.

"I'll fuck you whenever you want, Bella. And I hope that when you have your first orgasm, that I'm there to see it."

‟I want more than that, Daddy,” she murmured lowly while groping my dick. ‟I want my first real orgasm to be with you..on your tongue...and your cock.”

Her smile returned, and with it the light in the world. It's no secret that of all my girls Bella is the favorite, even more than her mothers. Few fathers had such an adventurous little girl of whom they could be so proud.

Some weeks later, I was thinking about how to expand upon blow jobs with prepubescent boys in the Sex Ed curriculum when Bella rushed into my office in tears.

Without a word, she threw herself into my arms sobbing uncontrollably. For a moment I just held her tight, lightly brushing my hands over her bare ass cheek.

‟What's the matter, sweetie?” I asked softly when her sobs seemed to subside a little.

‟It's...it's Grant...Daddy,” she sobbed, vainly trying to hold back more tears.

‟What about Grant,” I asked, noting for the first time the reddish mark on her cheek that looked like it would turn into a bruise. ‟Did he hurt you?”

‟I...I told him...no...I didn't want to...fuck or...or give him...a blow job...or anything else,” Bella murmured lowly, ‟but...but he kept saying...I had to...and...and when...I tried to...get away...he...he hit me...and then...threw me on my back...and fucked me anyway...shoving his dick...into me...real hard.”

I was enraged.

Grant was mean spirited and domineering like his mother Stacy, but this was too much. No always meant no in my house and the rest of the community. I told him before not to be mean to Bella and now he physically harmed her. That was three strikes before I saw the way her smooth pussy mound was red and bruised when I put her down on her feet.

Taking Bella by her hand, we went to find Grant. He was sitting next to his mother, laughing and talking nonchalantly, while my eleven year old daughter Emma sucked his apparently insatiable cock. Without a word, I pulled him to his feet and pushed him down so hard he fell to his knees.

‟What the fuck, Dad...,” he started to protest before I slapped his face, knocking him to the floor.

‟Vincent, what are you...,” Stacy began to say, getting to her feet before I shoved my hand against her right tit hard enough she fell back on the sofa.

‟There is but one alpha in this house,” I growled with my eyes locked on Grant sniveling at my feet, ‟he seemed to forget that. He is about to learn what it means to violate my rules after a few warnings.”

Stacy started to say something but quickly closed her mouth when I glared at her. Grant suddenly realized how angry I was and began whining, asking for forgiveness that was not forthcoming that day.

‟Bella go get Flynn...and Justin,” I told my eight year old daughter, before turning to Stacy ‟and you...go find the biggest butt plug we have and bring it here.”

Grant tried to get to his feet and I shoved him a third time, actually the third time I ever came close to hitting him, so hard he sprawled on the floor. Physical punishment was extremely rare in my house but that day was the exception.

‟On your hands and knees, head down and ass up,” I commanded him in no uncertain terms as Bella walked in with the Golden Retriever.

‟Oh, Daddy...no...not that,” he begged, suddenly understanding the punishment I was about to exact on him, ‟not my ass...please...please...no.”

‟Too late, you little shit,” I practically screamed at him, knowing full well he didn't even like a finger in his ass when he got a blow job, ‟I don't have a lot of rules like some houses, but you managed to break three of the most important with one selfish act. Now you suffer the consequences in a way you'll surely remember. Consider yourself lucky I don't have you castrated, a punishment not unheard of for forcing your cock into someone.”

About that time, Stacy walked back in carrying a huge butt plug, one I never wanted in my ass. She gasped and covered her mouth seeing Grant on the floor and the dog sitting calmly behind me. One sharp look from me kept her from saying anything.

‟Emma, come over here and help Bella get Flynn hard,” I told my eleven year old daughter who was sitting off to one side of the room trying to look invisible.

‟At least, let me get him some lube,” Stacy murmured, her eyes wide with a tear trickling down her cheek.

‟Not today,” I told her gruffly just as Bella told me the Golden Retriever was hard and ready.

I instructed her to bring him over and guide his cock into Grant's ass. He tried protesting again, earning himself another cuff on the back of his head. When Bella and Flynn got close, I gave the mount command. The dog leapt forward, wrapped his forelegs around Grant's sides and humped wildly trying to find his asshole. Bella reached underneath the dog and guided the blunt tip of his cock into her brother's tight sphincter.

Grant screamed.

Flynn drove his cock as deep as he could into Grant's bowels, pounding his tight ass hard and fast until the knot banged against my son's balls.

‟No...please...no,” Stacy cried out.

‟All of it...including the knot,” I said unsympathetically and sat back to watch.

Grant screamed again when Flynn's knot split his asshole and lodged in his bowels. The dog flipped his leg over, standing ass to ass with Grant, pumping the twelve year old boy's bowels full of hot cum.

Five minutes later, Flynn simply walked away after pulling his deflated cock and knot from Grant's asshole with an audible pop. Grant slumped to the floor on his belly, crying like a baby.

‟Shove that butt plug into his ass,” I instructed Stacy sharply, in a tone that didn't broach any disagreement before addressing my son again. ‟You go sleep on the floor with the dogs tonight...and you dare not take that butt plug out before breakfast tomorrow,”

Stacy stepped behind Grant who was lying on the floor weeping uncontrollably. He slowly got back to his knees after his mother rammed the butt plug into him.

‟Stay on your knees, boy, you're not done yet,” I told him sternly, motioning for Justin to step forward.

Justin moved next to me, looking apprehensively at me and Stacy and Grant. I unlocked his chastity belt, freeing his shriveled five and a half inch uncut cock.

‟I want you to jerk off on his face and into his mouth, Justin,” I told our submissive boy toy, noting with some disgust the fourteen year old's dick was completely flaccid, ‟and when you're done, piss on him too.”

Both Grant and Stacy looked at me in horror. Having the submissive boy toy cum and piss on Grant was an extreme humiliation for the child Stacy was clearly enabling as a budding Dom. The look on his face told me Justin was clearly not at all sure he wouldn't be severely punished by Grant or Stacy or both.

‟Don't worry, Justin, neither Stacy or Grant is not allowed to get back at you in any way for doing what I tell you to do,” I assured the trembling submissive boy, without even needing to add that my wrath would be even worse if either of them tried anything.

Justin took his limp dick in one hand and started stroking himself. After a few moments, it became clear he wouldn't get hard by himself in this situation.

‟Stacy, suck him hard and finger his prostate if necessary,” I instructed her firmly, giving her no chance to object. ‟You enabled Grant and obviously didn't teach him control or the lines that should not be crossed. So you can share in his humiliation.”

Stacy stared at me, fighting back her natural tendency to take control. Sucking and fingering Justin was especially humbling for her but, after a moment's hesitation, she took the boy's cock into her mouth and slipped a finger into his ass. Justin looked as surprised as Grant seeing his mother suck Justin hard.

After a few moments, Stacy sat back on her heels, holding Justin's rock hard cock out to show me. When I nodded at the submissive boy, he stepped in front of Grant, furious stroking his small dick until three pitifully small spurts of watery jism splattered on Grant's face. Justin looked back at me again and, after another nod from me, let loose a stream of piss that struck Grant in his forehead and ran down over his cheeks and lips to dribble over his chest.

‟Now, just one more thing,” I told him, before turning to my eight year old daughter. ‟Bella, you may kick Grant in the balls...one time only.”

Bella looked at me in surprise then walked up behind Grant. He looked back over his shoulder, pleading with his eyes as Bella pulled her foot back and landed a firm kick directly on his balls and cock.

‟Next time, don't even think about defying me, either of you,” I told him and his mother harshly, waiting until Grant crawled to the dog bed before taking Emma and Bella's hands and leading them to my shower and my bed for the night.

I didn't know or care where Stacy found a place to sleep that night.

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