I got home from school one day in the next week, a little early. Mom told me that after Emma was in bed, come to her room, the next part of my training was to continue. “Yes, Mistress,” I replied. I swear, my nipples got hard and my pussy swelled, excited as to what was going to happen that night. It couldn’t come quickly enough for me.
Dinner dragged, evening came to almost a complete stop. Eventually, Emma said, “Goodnight.” I was in the lounge with dad, and as I stood to leave, he said, “Priestess, please stay. Mistress ordered me to tell you this.”
“Yes, Sub, as our Mistress orders.”
A few minutes later, mom came into the lounge and sat down. “You have thought about the path you are on, you understand where it’s going?” “Yes, Mistress,” I replied. “Then do you have any questions?” “Yes, Mistress a couple.” “Ask.”
“I understand that for my exclusive time, I am to be paid an income.” Mom nodded, “Does that make me a prostitute?”
Mom shook her head, “No, certainly not! It doesn’t,” she answered. “In the ordinary scheme of things, you would finish high school, go to University, get a degree. This entitles you to look for work in your field of study, whatever that may be. By joining the Club, you will not have time, especially after your initiation. Being sexually available to twelve couples is actually demanding so you are compensated for not attending University.” She stopped for a moment, “Of course, with so much online learning, there is no reason you can’t study online. There is another reason too, your name, Priestess.” She stopped, took a breath and said, “Prostitution is known as ‘The Oldest Profession’, and I do not think that is right. The word prostitute has become equated with the word concubine. Concubines were quite often called “priestess” if they had a live-in relationship with a priest. In ancient times, a priestess would be a social worker for the community, like the priest. They may have mundane duties like carrying water for old women who could no longer carry it for themselves. They would officiate at holy rites, like harvests, or if a family suffered a tragedy, she might go and live with the family for a short while, help them with their grieving, get over the tragedy. This would quite often involve sex. So that’s your name, you won’t have to carry water, but you might have to attend shopping with a Master, more likely a Mistress.”
“Thank you Mistress, that is good to know.” “And you have another question?”
“I’m sure that after initiation, Mistress, I will be attending a number of places, but, will Masters want somewhere else, a safe place, to meet me, for short term visits, rather than me attending them?”
“Mmm, not sure. What are you thinking?”
“Emma, Mistress, she’ll be fifteen at my eighteenth birthday, if people are coming here to visit me, she will know.”
“Okay, good point, I will raise it at the next meeting.” Mom turned to dad and ordered him to go and clean up and make sure to shave, wait for us in the bedroom, naked. Turning back to me, mom said, “Tonight is something special, if you want. You are to fuck your father.” She looked at me carefully, “Are you okay with that?”
“Yes Mistress,” I replied, “I am very okay with that.”
She leaned in and kissed me, tenderly, “I thought you might be, but don’t get too used to it. I still have a use for him and there are twelve other males who will fuck you soon, as well.”
I felt a tingle in my pussy growing with every word. I had fucked a guy, a boy well he fucked me, I laid there and had his dick pump into me a couple of times then cum. Lucky I didn’t get pregnant. I admit I loved the feel of a cock in me, but I’m glad now I didn’t have to put up with that for long. I learned that when sucking dad off and the idea of being fucked by a man as opposed to a boy, well such a turn on. Then to have so many lining up to fuck me! Wow! I can hear Freddy Mercury, “I want all, I want it all and I want it now!”
“You will need to know how to please them. Oh, don’t get me wrong, it’s not always about their pleasure, it’s for the Dom’s pleasure. What we’ll do is go through the basics on how to fuck for the next week. You’ll be under my orders and I’ll tell you what I want you to do to my Sub.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“You will find pleasure in this, a great deal of pleasure. Sometimes you will cum, sometimes you won’t, but you can always find your own release later. There will be plenty of toys for you to play with.” Mom stated. “The key now is to control your cum. This is what you are going to be practicing. How to fuck without cumming until you are told to. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress, don’t cum until allowed to by a Mistress or a Master.”
“Good, you really do get this then?”
“I’m trying, Mistress.”
“Go to my bedroom and Sub should be there, waiting for us.” We left the lounge, went upstairs and into the bedroom. Dad was lying on the bed, naked, waiting patiently. After sucking his dick, I really like it. I want to play with it, have it inside me, but I know, that can only happen at mom’s order. And I am okay with that too. From what mom is saying, I’m going to be fucking a lot, so I can’t fall in love with just one dick. Like it, but not love it, or rather, like a dick, but love all dicks.
“Sub, you are to help Priestess understand how she can pleasure you. Later, I want you to cum in me, not Priestess.” she ordered.
“Yes Mistress.”
Dad gave me instruction in how to kiss, to touch a man. Then to suck his dick, again. This time, he licked me, not in a sixty-niner, but as a giving me pleasure licking. I had loved him doing it before, as a sixty-niner, but this time I was paying attention. His face is harder than a woman’s, even though having his tongue inside me, his bristles on my soft pussy, well, was okay, but I think I really prefer a woman licking me. Then mom ordered him to make me cum. That was surprising given her earlier comments. After he was well and truly licking me, I was getting closer and closer, I could feel the tension building, I was shaking a little, quivering every time his tongue lapped my clit. It was at this point mom ordered, “Stop yourself from cumming. You are not to cum, Priestess!” Oh what a cruel thing to say to me right then! I should have expected it! Dad was intent on making me cum and I was ordered to not allow that to happen! What the fuck could I do? For some reason I thought of the ‘Ice Woman’. That’s not her name, obviously, she is an actor, a brilliant actor, but she always seem so remote to me. Every film she’s been in, there is at least one shot of her where she is so beautiful, a shot that always marks a moment in the film when things change, a moment of revelation where all of a sudden she goes from being neurotic to loving, or the other way, from victim to fighter, from sheepish spouse to manipulative bitch. That shot always kills me, makes me shiver, she is the ‘Ice Woman’. I love her as an actor, but those shots always frighten the shit out of me, no idea why, they just do.
In that moment, I seized control of my body, my cum disappeared, lost, but I was so fucking proud I could do that! I pushed up with my hips onto dad’s mouth, letting him assault my pussy with his tongue, daring him to do his worst, knowing I really was in control of my body. Mom could see this, I heard it in her voice when she ordered dad to “Fuck her! Fuck her now!” I fell back a little, and Dad came up my body. I could feel his hard tool on my legs, thighs and prodding my pussy, looking to engage with my love canal. I felt his knob engage, then slide in to me. Fuck that felt good! It filled me up, it was really pushing all my pleasure buttons. We were in missionary, him pounding my pelvis when mom said, “Doggie.”
Dad disengaged, then rolled me over so I was on all fours, his cock sought to reengage, I could feel it as he wiped it down my ass cleft then into the labia lips, he ran it over my clit and then back to slide into my hole. We kept this up for a while then mom again ordered a change of position, this time sideways. Dad told me how to lay with one leg straight and the other over his legs. It wasn’t easy this way, but he was able to get inside me and pump my pussy. “Spooning,” mom ordered. Dad rolled me over so I was facing away from him. He told me to bring my knees up where he could position himself behind me, entering me from the rear.
Then it struck me. I was going to be fucked up the ass, at some point, for sure. This was a good position for ass fucking, I thought. Some song with the line “We’re all going to get it in the end!” refrained through my mind, as dad pumped into me. I nearly laughed out loud, I can’t remember where I saw that, but the context was funny.
I had lost track of time, during all this. I was right off the boil as dad was fucking me. Oh I was getting pleasure from it, I decided I loved a dick that big in me, but I wasn’t going to cum any time soon. Then dad said, “I am going to cum soon, Mistress.” I looked at mom, she was naked, with a dildo inside her. “Then cum in me!” she ordered as dad disengaged from me and in moments he was inside mom, fucking her. I must be a serious voyeur because I really liked watching them fuck. Dad made it obvious he was cumming, mom was patient and said, “Good my Love! Good my Sub! Fill my pussy with your juices!” He did. I watched carefully as his eyes flickered when he cum. I hadn’t noticed that before, but his eyelids went berserk as he was cumming. When he was done, she pushed him off her.
“Come Priestess, eat my cream pie. Lick me clean, gobble your father’s cum right out of my pussy.”
“Yes Mistress.” I replied. Okay, I like licking mom’s pussy, it’s nice but I’ve never thought of a cum filled pussy. I was a bit squeamish, I must admit, which must have shown. “Now Priestess!” she ordered. Albeit reluctantly at first, I did get down there and covered her semen choked pussy with my mouth. I used my tongue on her, her clit, her vaginal canal and I tasted a mixture of dad’s semen and her juices. Surprisingly, it actually wasn’t bad at all. I sucked in and swallowed that salty, sweet nectar, beginning to enjoy it. I thought I knew what mom was talking about when she said I can get pleasure even when I don’t get to cum, but now I realized it was the fact of giving her pleasure, following her orders, swallowing dad’s semen, that’s what she meant by getting pleasure from it. For me there was also a strong connection to power here.
Superficially, mom gave the orders, she had the power. Dad was able to pleasure both of us, so he had a power too. Me, I had the power to give or not give pleasure and that is far more powerful than giving orders. “Make me cum,” she ordered. I did and there was some semen that was ejected by her pussy, which I licked up and swallowed quickly.
When mom got her voice back she said, “Go to your own bed now, Priestess and do not masturbate, do not relieve yourself. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress.” I must admit to being disappointed, but I would do as I was told.
“On Friday evening, Emma is going out with friends. I have asked a Mistress to borrow her sub so that you can have two men fuck you at the same time. They will fuck you both ends and I want them both to cum on your face. Think you can handle that?”
“Yes, Mistress, I will.” My thrill-o-meter jumped a hundred notches. Two guys WOW!
It took a while to get to sleep that night, and an awful lot of will power.
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