Story Excerpt

Turned into a Sex Slave for Mom and Dad, by Jezebel Rose

“Would you like bacon with your eggs?”

Amy heard her mother, but as hard she tried, her words only came out in pieces.

With her dad’s cock deep up inside her pussy and her hips slammed against the kitchen table, Amy found it hard to comprehend her surroundings.

“Bacon?” Mom said again, turning around and watching her husband thrust into their daughter.

Jim nodded, sweat dripping down his forehead as he grabbed tighter onto Amy. With his cock tightening up inside of his daughter, he could feel each inch slide against her dripping pussy.

“Amy, if you don’t tell me what you want, you won’t get eggs either!”

The sound of Pam’s hand hitting her daughter’s bouncing ass surprised Amy. Jerking back suddenly onto her father, she heard him groan and slide out of her.

“Oh, now look what you’ve done!” Pam said to Amy, running over to Jim, who had fallen to the floor backward.

Jim stood up, brushing himself off, “No worries.”

Amy kneeled on the floor in front of her father and put her hands behind her back. Quickly closing her eyes as soon as she got into her position, she whispered softly, “What can I do for you Master?”

Both Jim and Pam taught their daughter a lesson in discipline, and now she follows the basic rules of a sex slave. With Amy trying her best, and her parents knowing it, they walked over and sat next to her on the floor.

“That’s perfect,” Jim said with a smile on his face, running his hand down his daughter’s back. He felt the heat radiating from her body as she heaved out of breath. Unused to the frequent intensity, Amy found it difficult to keep up with her parent’s sexual appetite. It had not been long since she was the one wanting to know what sex was about.

Amy felt a rush of pleasure rush through her body. Giving her goose pimples, she shuddered in delight. It gave her such ecstasy to please her parents even though at times it hurt.

“I want to be done for today… please?” Amy said, glancing from her mom to her dad. Putting on her biggest cutest eyes, she looked at them, begging.

Jim stood up over his daughter, “Don’t you remember the very first rule you learned?”

Amy thought as hard as she could. It had not been long since her father had taught her the first three rules. Nothing came to mind.

“Really?” Jim said, leaning down and looking at his daughter closer.

Mother glanced over at Amy and put her hand on her daughter’s hand. “Everything you do is for Master. You can’t just ask to be done,” she said, now looking up at her husband.

Jim nodded, “That’s right. See? Your mother remembers. If I were you, I would go get ready for bed.”

The clock clicked to midnight, and it was a school night for Amy.

“But… I didn’t get any free time today!”

Her exclamation against Jim not only annoyed but also frustrated him because she could not even comprehend the first rule. “You just don’t get it, do you?”

Amy shook her head, “I really don’t. I’m sorry.”

Now her head held low, Pam put her hand upon her daughter’s back. Rubbing it, she whispered soothing words.

“Come on Pam,” Jim said, pacing about, “she was the one that wanted this. Let her learn through pain.”

Pam stood up and walked over next to her husband. “Alright, so what should we do with her then?”

“I think she needs to learn at least one rule today, and I mean, really learn it,” Jim said, standing behind his daughter.

“Go get those cuffs and spreaders,” he continued, pointing at the stairs, “If you don’t mind.”

Pam smiled and darted up the stairs. Quickly returning with a long black bag that jingled as she moved.

Amy stared at the floor waiting for the lesson to begin. She knew better than to speak out.

Watching her mom put the cuffs on her hands, she felt her dad stretch her legs apart. With two clicks, she realized she could no longer bring her legs together. They spread, right there on the kitchen floor. Had she been wearing panties, they had been revealed.

“I… I don’t…”

Amy did not know what to say, stuttering with her words trying to figure out what was going on. Suddenly her right hand jerked up and clasped to one of the kitchen table legs. Her left hand jerked up and clicked shut as well.

Pam grabbed the bag and peeked inside, “Blindfold?”

“Nah, I would rather her see this,” Jim said as he pulled his pants down over his knees and to the floor. His cock flopped out, still sticky with his daughter’s juices from earlier.

Amy looked over at her mother kissing up her legs and licking in the middle. She felt her tongue slide up the length of her pussy. Wanting to speak, but knowing she wasn’t allowed, she tried to hold back words as best she could. Soft whispers and moans entwined at Pam licked her daughter’s pussy, circling the tip of her tongue around the wet little clitoris.

Tasting her daughter and wanting more, she pulled Amy’s hand down under her panties, pushing her tiny fingers up inside of her. Breathing deep and moaning, Pam rocked her hips in pleasure.

Jim grabbed the back of his daughter’s head and slowly pushed it down over his girth. Groaning, he wrapped his fingers in her hair and held her down.

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