Unknown - Daughter in Heat

You might make his dick hard and you can get a fuck out of it, though I'd be impressed if he could help you out tonight."

Sarah chuckled, looked at Jack's tired soldier, smiled, and said, "You're right. I'm being silly. Your daughter wore you out, didn't she, Jack?"

"It took two girls eight screws to do this to my little guy."

Sarah took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looked to Jack, and said, "I'm into seeing some heavy child abuse, Jack. I grew up in the perfect home with picture perfect parents. I envy girls who suffered hard physical and sexual abuse at the hands of their parents. My life was so boring it was torture. I'd like to see it done to Heather by you and Sue."

"Sue's right. Heather is into it. How hard are we talking?"

"As hard as she'll take. Whatever you guys feel like doing to her, and whatever she'll tolerate, I'd like to witness."

Sue said, "She'd like to see some severe bondage with physical torture, Jack.

She wants to see Heather suffer terribly, but she's not into blood or anything that will leave bad scars. I know exactly what she wants. You needn't be involved in the heavy stuff, but you'll have to whip her hard when it's your turn. Heather will love it, so don't hold back or let it bother you. Whip the fuck out of her and turn a blind eye on the rest. That's what Sarah wants.

Well?"

"Fuck, Sue. You're asking a lot."

"So are you. You want to knock up my daughter and use her as a mistress freely and openly. You'd like to fuck her in my marital bed with me in it, and make me subordinate to her when you're with her. You'd like to dump a load in her and then watch her rub her fucked cunt in my face, piss in my mouth, even whip me.

Hey, Jack, when you're on the scene, I'll be the lowest of the low. I'll grovel at the feet of any mistress you bring into this house. You've got it, but give Sarah what she wants."

Jack thought and said, "If Sarah will agree to be my sex slave, not a mistress, a sex slave, barring nothing and objecting to nothing as long as it's kept discreet in Dallas, I'll go along."

Sue looked to Sarah who clearly didn't like the sound of that. Sue said,

"You're going to have to compromise, Sarah. You're asking an awful lot of parents who aren't into that shit. You'll probably never get another opportunity to live this fantasy, not with a kid as cute and sexy as Heather."

Sarah looked to Jack and said, "Exactly what do you mean when you say sex slave? Be specific."

"Which of those two words didn't you understand, Sarah? It means anything sexual that strikes my fancy, you are a slave to it. Use your imagination, but I'll give you a hint. What you dish out to my daughter, you'd best be able to take. When you say uncle, I'll say uncle for her whether she likes it or not-the whistle blows, everyone out of the pool."

Sue said, "Jack, that's not fair. Sarah is not a masochist. Heather is."

"I don't care. I'm not saying it's going to be tit for tat or a tooth for a tooth, but if you two get carried away, I want a way to end it or get even if I want to get even. With that threat always hanging over her head, I think you two will use better judgment. or at least temper your bad judgment."

Sue said, "He's right, Sarah, and I agree. We need that. You saw how carried away we got in the car. We butchered her and fed her body parts to the dog, laughing and pissing in her horrified face while we did it. I told you that shit has a way of spiraling out of control. The reality is no different. We must have rigid controls in place. I know Jack.

As long as we don't hurt her so badly that he has to see her suffer or deal with a disabled mistress, he'll be happy. Am I right, Jack?"

"If Heather never complains, and I don't see her suffering, I'm not talking about being red and sore, I'm talking wounded, I have no reason to hurt anyone.

I won't hurt anyone for pleasure. Wound my daughter, and I'll see that you suffer, both of you. Hurt her badly, I mean maim or cripple her, and I'll call the police and file the charges."

Sarah stood and said, "That does it. I'm out of here. That's two people who have threatened to call the authorities and we haven't done a fucking thing yet."

Sue said, "Sit down, Sarah.

He was just being dramatic to make his point. No one is going to be maimed or crippled and Heather won't ever complain to him, so we're safe on that score.

We just have to be careful not to wound her and we would anyway."

Sarah thought this over, sat, then said, "I guess I'm just nervous. I can't believe this is actually happening, that we are actually going to do this. I feel like I'm part of a criminal conspiracy to abduct and injure an innocent child. I keep forgetting the innocent child is Heather and she's in on this.

Okay, what about the sex?"

Jack said, "Anything goes.

Balk at anything and the game is over. And be advised, when I said discreet, I wasn't including Jerry. You'll be a cheater, but he'll know you cheat because you'll be bringing your lovers home and fucking them in his bed, and you had best be prepared to start a family of little bastards because my sex slave had best be a fertile bitch, or I'll whip her ass raw."

"NO! You can't be serious! Sue!"

"Damnit, Sarah, that's one of your fantasies, so don't Sue me. Live it; you'll love it."

"Jerry would die if I lived that fantasy. That's only a good fantasy because it's so far out.

The reality would kill Jerry. I couldn't do that to him. He doesn't even want kids, much less another man's bastard, or other men's bastards. Jeez!"

"Let him die. With your looks, you can always get another Jerry, one that will take you and your bastards."

"I love Jerry. He's not an accessory. He's my husband, till death do us part, god damnit! I can't fuck Jerry over just to amuse you guys."

"Tough shit. I'm with Jack on this. We don't want to fuck over our daughter just to amuse you, either. If you want that child abuse fantasy realized, then you're going to have to fuck all over Jerry and see how much he loves you. We both know he'll take it just as Heather will. He won't take it without whining and crying, but to a cheating wife, a devoted and loving husband's whining and crying is music to her ears, or are you all talk? In or out, Sarah? Put up or shut up, but if you shut up, you're not going to see shit, ever, not in my house you won't. Well? What's it going to be?"

Sarah looked away obviously mulling over Sue's words. They let her mull. When she turned back, she said, "I guess I'm in. I'll put up. All right, Jack, I'm your sex slave. What are your orders?"

"First off, are you using birth control?"

"I'm on the pill."

"Get off. From now on, Jerry wears a rubber even if your pussy is full of sperm."

"Oh god!"

"I'm serious, and I'm going to have you take polygraph exams periodically to see if all of my orders were carried out faithfully. One bad report, one failure, and you get your gorgeous ass whipped."

"I said I'd get off the pill.

You don't have to threaten me. I will not be threatened or have my word questioned."

"You're a cheat. We already established that. Our relationship will never be based on trust and don't ever speak to me in that tone while you are a slave to me, your master. You'd better get this straight, you spoiled little bitch. I know you've never been talked down to or had your word questioned ever in your perfect little prim and proper life, but you are a slave, now, and I am your master, at least for the duration of this game. If you can't make the adjustment, we can't play with you. It's that simple."

Again Sue waded in with Jack, saying, "Sarah, he's right. You're spoiled rotten and you know it.

You hate it. You're pissed at your parents for spoiling you. Well, Jack will give you a sample of the flip side you've always wondered about. Quit when you've had enough, but you need to try it. You need your fine ass whipped is what you need."