I am Katie, and I am a sex slave. I am also the mother of three children, two boys and a girl. I have been a sex slave for 14 years, and my Master is the Father of all three children. My sons are 13 and 10 while my daughter Maggie is 12. She is also a sex slave, has been for four years now.

As slaves, our lives are not all that different from most women. We cook and clean the house. Maggie helps me after school. Oh, and we are always naked in the house and must ask permission from Master or the boys to go anywhere.

Master does not sexually use Maggie.he doesn't believe that is right. The boys do that. They have been able to use her at will for the last four years or so.

Maggie is a normal girl.goes to school every day, gets good grades, even plays sports and has friends over. When that happens, we act like a normal family.I get to wear clothes (one dress) and so does Maggie (also a dress). The boys act like normal little brothers and nothing sexual happens. But when that friend leaves, we get nude again and our sex slave lives continue.

I have been a slave to Master since I was 18 and a freshman in college. That year I gave myself to him and began to live with him full-time. I continued in school until I got pregnant and had our son Jack. Then Maggie came along and Ryan and I stayed home to take care of them.

My kids have been used to my nudity since they were born. I have never worn clothes, giving baths, cooking cleaning, everything in the nude. I do wear clothes when I drive them to school or go to functions but never more than one layer.normally just a dress, stockings with garters and shoes. Never a bra or panties, which made breast feeding so easy.

My body is still in great shape despite three kids. Master requires me to work out daily with a vigorous routine. I run on a treadmill every day for almost an hour and do aerobics. These are all done nude but I am usually permitted sneakers. My breasts are small, even after breast feeding, just a 32A. I am tall (5-7) with long legs, 32-24-30. I am proud of my slim appearance and Master loves me this way.

Maggie definitely inherited my features. She is tall but with great legs, long and slender.an athlete. Her breasts have yet to develop (since she's naked all the time it's not hard to tell) and she barely has pubic hair. She is about five feet two, 100 pounds, redish blonde hair, pale skin.

Her rules are the same as mine. She is kept naked in the house (except when we have visitors) and may not wear undergarments at school. My kids go to private Catholic school so she wears the uniform blouse, skirt, knee socks and shoes. Her skirt is hemmed short, mid-thigh.

I have not worn pants or undergarments since becoming a slave. I have a few things I can wear outside, all skirts or dresses, all barely coming below my crotch. All of my blouses have the top three buttons cut off as well.

Maggie hasn't always been a sex slave. In fact, prior to her eighth birthday, she had a normal childhood, except for the fact that her mom was always naked and a sex slave. She had seen me perform sex acts on her father and brothers all the time. That's right, I get fucked by my sons and I suck their cocks. Have since they were little. Weird that Master doesn't feel right fucking his own daughter but doesn't mind me being fucked by my own sons. I have had my tubes tied after Ryan was born so I can't have my son's children.that would be way too weird for me.

Master decided that she would be made into a slave on her birthday. That day, he kept her naked (appropriately her birthday suit) and her brothers used her holes that day instead of mine. The only treat for her was birthday cake, which was eaten after being smeared on Jack's cock. The boys then ate her cake off of her, with ice cream filling her pussy.

From then on, her routine hasn't changed much. Maggie sleeps nude (obviously) on a bare bed with a sheer blanket when it's cold. Her clothes are kept in a locked closet that only the boys have access to. She is required to be up with me first thing and prepare lunches for school. She then showers and prepares herself for the day. At that point, she goes and wakes her brothers up by sucking their cocks until they spew into her. She then helps the boys with their showers, dries them and helps them dress. After that, she follows them down to the kitchen for breakfast.

At breakfast, she must jerk her brothers off again until they cum in her cereal or on her eggs or pancakes or whatever we are having, as dictated by Master. She also must put some of their cum into my coffee. Then she must eat her breakfast and get dressed in her uniform but leaves her blouse unbuttoned in case the boys want to play with her tits. On the drive to school (when I drive them in our car), she and I must pull our skirts up so our bare asses are against the cold seats and our legs must always be spread. Sometimes I am forced to drive them nude, which gets tricky in the carpool lane.

When we get to school, Maggie is allowed to button her blouse and then can go into school. Her brothers may request a blowjob from me or play with my pussy or just leave.

At school, Maggie is not permitted to say no to boys. Any boy that asks her to do something, she must do. One year, in fifth grade, she had a male teacher, and she managed to convince him to fuck her every day after school, per her father's commands. Of course that made her get home late for which she was punished. But, she did get straight A's. Every day when she got home, she had to have proof of his cum in her pussy.

Maggie may never cross her legs or her arms over her breasts anywhere, but especially at school. Her nipples, like mine, are always erect.not a problem so much when you wear a bra, but a huge problem when you are braless. Especially in a white blouse like her uniform is.

Luckily (for me and her) she is on the pill. Master knows a gynecologist that prescribes them for us under the table. But Maggie and I are forced to perform acts on him as payment and go for "check-ups" once every six weeks. He videotapes the sessions and Master says that he has seen pictures on the internet with my face in them but Maggie's brushed out (thank God!).

At lunchtime, Maggie and her brothers have a special place where the boys can get their sexual urges out and relax for the rest of the day. Maggie is then forced to endure an afternoon with her cunt filled with their cum. Sometimes it drips out and rolls down her legs. She is not allowed to wipe it off and must let it stay there.

The only time Maggie is allowed to wear panties is when she has her period. Those days, she wears a tampon but must also stuff a large dildo into her asshole as payment for wearing panties. I, however, am never permitted panties, just using the tampon. I also must stuff a large dildo in my ass as payment for having my pussy plugged.

When the kids get home (via the bus or me), Maggie must undress on the front porch. Luckily we live in an out-of-the-way farmhouse but it is visible from a walking path. She must then request permission to enter from her brothers who normally grant it after teasing her a bit. A few times they have gotten creative, making her run around the house five times or making her suck Mac, our Golden Retriever, until he came. She cried that time but is normally pretty tough and can handle it.

When the kids get home, I welcome the boys with an available hole, if they are interested in using it. Sometimes they are and sometimes they'd rather use Maggie. Once they are done, it's time to do homework. The boys do it in their rooms, listening to the radio. Maggie must sit in a specially designed chair made by Master which is in the picture window at the front of our house. The chair has two large dildos for her lower holes and a ball gag that attaches to the chair. Her nipples are clamped and pulled high to the ceiling, forcing her to remain pretty still. Her legs are spread and on display to anyone walking by. Luckily, no one ever does.

While this is happening, I am either cooking dinner, cleaning the house, doing the wash (hard to believe how much wash piles up even though two of us rarely wear clothes) or pleasuring the boys.

At 5:00, the boys are required to undo Maggie from her bindings and bring her homework to me to check. If it is done properly and well, she may have a break. She may spend it in her room listening to CDs, on the computer, watching Tv, reading, etc. She is still naked but the boys are not allowed to touch her, unless she is being punished by Master. At 6:30, Master comes home from work and Maggie and I must be on the porch to greet him. Usually he is alone, but sometimes he brings home "special clients" who want to be fucked by a mother-daughter team. Or, they just get off on fucking a 12 year old. On these occasions, we both cringe when we see the visitor but know we have no choice.

One such time happened last night. At 6:30 sharp, Master's van pulled into our driveway. Maggie and I scurried out to the porch to be ready for him. We both groaned when we saw the passenger door and both back doors open. I was shocked to see Master's partner, a man who I had only met at official functions (meaning I was wearing clothes). Also coming out were two young women whom I had never met. I groaned again, realizing this meant that Maggie and I would not eat the same dinner that everyone else was having. There would not be enough for everyone. We would subsist on cum and whatever leftovers there were.

They came walking up to the porch, Master stopping to kiss me tenderly and rub Maggie's head. Inside I laughed, it was almost like a 50s sitcom except that we were naked. Master reintroduced me to his boss, Jim, and then to Cheryl and Megan, two secretaries.

I blushed as Jim rubbed my slit and then squeezed Maggie's nipple. I took a quick look at Cheryl and Megan and noticed how they were dressed. Each wore a white blouse and a short skirt (mid-thigh), stockings and heels. I noticed that Megan wasn't wearing a bra but couldn't tell about Cheryl. Neither of them were well-endowed in the breast area either.

We entered the house but Master stopped me in the foyer. "Cheryl and Megan, strip now."

They obeyed immediately. I wondered what was going on but knew better than to ask.

I looked at Megan first, a beautiful Irish looking girl. She couldn't be more than 18, my age when Master first took me. I began to get jealous. Although my body was great, I wasn't 18 anymore. Was Master replacing me? I looked at him nervously. As if he was reading my mind, he smiled and shook his head as if to reassure me.

As an aside, this may sound weird, but Master and I were truly in love.have been for 14 years. Yes we are very different from other couples and we know many others disapprove, but he loves me and I would die for him. Although the above stories sound harsh, it was the way we have chosen to live our lives.

Back to Megan stripping. I saw whip marks up and down her back, all the way to the bottom of her ass. I also noticed that her nipples have been abused recently. She was naked beneath her blouse and skirt as I expected and was soon rid of all clothes. She was gorgeous.

Megan was a bit slower than Susan. She had fumbled with the clasps of her shoes and finally got them off. She also took a while undoing her garters but soon was bare legged. After a few minutes, and a stern warning from Jim, she removed her blouse and skirt and was nude.

Then I noticed it.the reason she was hesitating.she had a huge spiked dildo in her pussy, which forced her sex to bulge. I saw wet stains on her legs and wondered what they were from.

"Katie and Maggie, these are our office cunts, a new feature of our company," Master said. "They are going to belong to Master Jim but will be used during the day by anybody interested."

"I brought them home to show them my cunts. I thought they could use some guidance from some pros."

We went into the kitchen to get dinner on the table. Jack and Ryan gasped when they saw the two naked girls. Fresh meat, they were probably thinking.

Dinner went well. Maggie and I did eat our dinner with Cheryl and Megan under the table, sucking the available cocks. Each of the men had to cum before dinner was over or the girls would be punished. Luckily for all of us, they all came and went into the family room to watch TV while the four naked girls cleaned up.

"Feel free to chat with each other, cunts," Master said.

I could tell that both of them were uncomfortable, especially with Cheryl's awful stuffed pussy and brutal whip marks on Megan.

"Who did that to you?" I asked Megan.

"Master Jim did," she said, her face turning a bright red. "in his office before we came over here. He gagged me with a long penis gag and told me not to make a sound. It was awful."

"Was it your first whipping?"

She nodded. "I was a virgin before Master Jim hired me. But our landlord was going to evict us and my car was about to be repossessed. I had to do something."

"How about you?" Maggie asked Cheryl.

"Master Jim did this to me in the car on the way here. It hurts so much," she said.

"Were you a virgin?" I asked Cheryl.

She shook her head.

We cleaned in silence, the girls looking tense. Maggie and I caught each other's eye and smiled. We knew the feeling.

Our kitchen had two walls that were windows from floor to ceiling. As you walk, it's hard to get your mind off of them and wonder who is watching. Maggie and I have gotten used to it.Cheryl and Megan have not.

I could tell that they both had questions for me. "Girls, ask us anything. There is nothing too personal."

They looked at each other. Then Megan asked. "What do you they do to you?"

"Anything they want," I said. "We are just cunts here to serve the men of the house and anyone they desire. If Master wants us to, we will fuck Jim or suck him. We will do whatever they command."

Cheryl's eyes were big. "Both of you?"

"Yes both of us, I am a slave too," Maggie answered.

Maggie and I then gave our stories. "Doesn't it bother you to be used and degraded?"

"No Megan, it doesn't. We have accepted our place in life, we are slaves."

Both of them sat there, mouths wide open. Then Megan told us her story.

She had just graduated high school at the young age of 16. She ran away from her house because she needed to be away from her strict parents. She moved in with Cheryl, a friend of her older sister and they got an apartment in the city. They partied and drank and did drugs and soon ran out of money. No one wanted to hire either of them until Megan went to Master's company.

"Your Master said I was exactly what he was looking for and to come back the next day. When I did, Master Jim told me that he would settle my back debts in exchange for me signing a contract and recruiting Cheryl. I owed about 50,000 in all. So I agreed and that's when I found out what the job was. There was no going back on my contract so here I am."

"So what is the job exactly?" Maggie asked. She was flushed and I could tell she was excited. I smiled, surprised at how grown up she was.

"Well, Megan and I are kept in an office with a phone. We are always nude and we receive calls. Sometimes it's to please a client, sometimes to help relieve stress from the other employees. Sometimes it's to give someone a chance to take our their aggression on something."

Cheryl started crying. I hugged her, noticing how soft another women felt. The only other female I was in contact with anymore was Maggie and she was just a little girl.

"It will be okay," I assured her. "If you are like us, you will learn to love it. Right Maggie?"

Maggie nodded. "I used to hate being fucked and treated like a sex slave. But now I like it. Daddy says it's in my nature."

We hugged one last time and went into the family room where the men were watching a basketball game. Master motioned for me to kneel in front of him and I did. The boys grabbed Maggie and began to grope her.

"Wait a second.there are enough girls for all of us," Master said. "Boys, one of you take Cheryl and the other take Megan. Jim, you get Maggie, I know you like them young. Meanwhile, I get my Katie."

We paired off, Cheryl and Megan hesitant to be fucked by two young boys. Master Jim had no such problem, grabbing Maggie and pulling her onto his lap. I could see that he had undone his pants and was already fucking her tight young pussy.

Jack grabbed Cheryl and roughly pulled the spiked dildo out of her, causing her to wail. Quickly he replaced it with his penis and was fucking her hard. Ryan was having fun with Megan, grabbing her whip marks as pounded into her ass. She was wailing as well.

After letting me survey the situation, Master pulled me down onto him and began to lovingly fuck me. I heard the sounds of fucking in the room and smiled.a nice happy house, I thought in my head.

Soon I could hear the sounds of the boys cumming, followed quickly by Jim and Maggie. Soon it was just Master and me, fucking like newlyweds on our recliner. I bounced up and down his long cock until I heard him groan. That signaled me to cum as well and we climaxed together.

The men pushed us away and we served drinks and snacks while they watched the game. Cheryl spilled a beer on the kitchen floor and was forced to lick it all up. She then had to carry the rest of the cans between her thighs up against her cunt lips. I can't imagine how cold that must have been for her.

Things went smoothly. At one point, Maggie was forced to perform a sex act using a huge dildo. I guess it was halftime. After the game ended, the boys had a contest to see who could make someone cum first. We each were paired off, again me with Master, Maggie with Jim, Cheryl with Jack and Megan with Ryan. We had to make them cum with our hands tied behind us. The girl who was last would be punished.

I had no problem getting Master to spew first. I knew his buttons and was swallowing his cum in a few minutes. Maggie, as the second most experienced cock sucker in the room, got Jim to spurt just after me. She looked at me proudly while swallowing.

Then it was the boys. Although they are young, both are very experienced with sex. Plus, they had been using me or Maggie all day and were able to withstand a lot. Finally, after a half hour, I heard Ryan moan and saw Megan frantically swallowing his boy juice. That left Cheryl, who now had to finish Jack off before facing her punishment. She sucked and sucked, Jack evilily smiling down on her. I could tell from her noises that her jaw ached. She had been sucking for almost 45 minutes straight. Finally Master nodded at him and he smiled and thrust in, forcing his cock down her throat. She gagged and he groaned as he pumped his cum into her.

He released her head and she fell on the ground, a sweaty ball as she tried to catch her breath. Jim grabbed her under the armpits and pulled her out the door and around back. Master led us all into the garage, a place Maggie and I knew too well. There were two cages there, one for her and one for me. When Master was angry or just wanted to teach us a lesson, he kept us here. Here we would be tied in our little cages, our holes vulnerable and open. Mice would visit, bugs, etc. It was unpleasant at best and torturous at worst.

Also here was where Master would hang us. There were hooks at the center of the room which could be raised and lowered, depending on the fashion of the bondage and depending on the height of the girl (Maggie is a bit shorter than me). There is also the most dreaded piece of bondage equipment I have ever encountered.the wooden horse.

It was a nasty piece of construction.two pieces of wood meeting in a sharp middle. The girl's cunt would be placed smack dab on the wood which would go up into her and cause excruciating pain. Master would leave me there for hours in all variations of bondage. Sometimes, my tiptoes could touch and if I stood on them my pussy wasn't crushed. But, if I tried to lower my feet, the wood would slam into me. You play this game for hours, trying to avoid both agonies, but your legs would eventually give out and you cunt would pay.

The other variation came when He was extremely angry at me. He would tie my feet together under the "horse" and pull my arms out directly behind me. Then, he would tie my tits and pull the nipples out in front of me so any way I moved would cause terrible pain.

I could see that was where we were heading. Cheryl knew too and started to struggle.

"No, Jim, please not that.please it will kill me."

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Jim used his backhand to smack Cheryl's tits.

"What did you call me cunt?"

"I mean Master, Please no."

My Master spoke up. "Both Katie and Maggie have spent a lot of time on this horse and both of them are still alive.and their pussies are very usable. It just hurts like hell."

Master and Jim both needed to work to get her to straddle the horse. Of course this angered them so they used option 2. Cheryl cried out as her cunt hit the wood and sobbed as her feet were tied tight beneath it, forcing her further onto the wood. Her arms were pulled out tightly behind her and her tits were tied at the base and her nipples were hard and they were tied at the base. Each was then pulled straight out and she could not move an inch.

Master and Jim went over to the cabinet where the whips are kept. I cringed, feeling the pain that Cheryl was about to feel. Whips are bad anytime but in this position, they are horrible.

"Cherylcunt, we were just going to use the horse on you but since you resisted and called me something other than Master, you will get 50 lashes with the whip from all four of your Masters," Jim said.

Maggie and I gasped. That meant 200 lashes in all, 50 for each man. She would not be able to handle that. I tried to tell Master that, but he silenced me.

Jim handed a whip to Ryan who began, lashing her back, front and legs. One of his lashes landed on the skin distended by the wood and she screamed out. All three of us girls winced at it, knowing the awful pain that caused.

Soon Ryan was done and Jack took a turn. He focused on her breasts, landing blow after blow on her distended tits. She cried, sobbed but was unable to move tied like she was.

Master took his turn next and concentrated on her legs, going up and down her legs with the whip, criss crossing her beautiful white pure legs. Then it was Jim. He used a bullwhip that I knew hurt worse than any other. He let loose on her back, using the same technique as Ryan.anywhere he could land it as long as it was hard. Finally he was done and she slumped, unable to move.

The men ordered us to help her get undone. I grabbed her under the armpits to pull her cunt off of the wood while Maggie went to work on undoing her tits and Megan undid her arms and feet. Finally all three of us pulled her dead weight off of the wood and onto the floor. We all needed to support her weight out of the garage and to the car.

I was given the task of driving them back to the office. I was to stay naked as I was. Cheryl was tied into a balltie and stuffed into the back of the Jeep in a special compartment Master frequently uses to transport me and Maggie. Megan was told to go and retrieve her and Cheryl's clothes and bring them back to the car.

We drove, occasionally hearing Cheryl's groans from the back. There was a special device to keep the noise out of the rest of the car but Jim didn't want it.enjoying hearing her pain. He spent most of the time being fucking Megan in the backseat as I drove.

Finally we arrived at Master's office. Megan was allowed to put her skirt and blouse on as Master unlocked Cheryl from her tie. She just wrapped a blanket around herself and gingerly walked to her car with Megan. Jim smiled at me and thanked me for the night.

I drove home, alone in the car for a rare stretch. I put the radio on and enjoyed the silence. When I arrived home, Master was waiting. Maggie was upstairs in bed with Ryan, her mouth around his cock as they both slept. Jack was also asleep in his bed.

Master and I fell into a deep sleep, me naked next to him in his pajamas.

The Next Day (Told from Maggie's point-of-view)

I woke up and it was still dark. I remembered that I was in Ryan's bed when I felt his cock in my mouth, semi-hard. I didn't want to wake him just yet and knew I had to leave to get things ready with Mom.

Funny that I knew it was Ryan's dick in my mouth. I guess girls get a sense of that when they suck a cock long enough. And I have been doing it for a long time I guess.

It took me a while but I am finally okay with being a cock slave for my brothers and father. Sometimes it's humiliating, like at school when I have cum dripping out of me or having to say yes to any boy that wants me, but for the most part I really like having a boy's thing inside me.

I let Ryan's cock slip out of my mouth and he stirred briefly but stayed asleep. I had to hustle to help Mom with the lunches before showering and getting ready. I knew I would be back to suck on that cock in a little while anyway.

I wake the boys up every morning with a blowjob. Then I help them shower and pump their cocks again to spread over my breakfast. I've done it this way since I was 8 and Daddy decided to make me his slave like Mommy.

Mommy has always been Daddy's slave, ever since they got together. I was used to seeing Mommy naked in our house, doing stuff to Daddy and the boys. But I was never part of it. Until the day of my eighth birthday.

Daddy had promised me a special surprise that day.and boy was it. When I woke up, I was naked and tied spreadeagle to my bed. Every half hour one of my brothers would come in and fuck one of my holes. Jack, who is a year older than me, took my pussy cherry while Ryan, who is two years younger, took my ass cherry. They both took my mouth cherry together, stuffing both cocks into my mouth at once and spewing into me.

Between sessions, Mommy would come in and help me out, cleaning me up, bringing me water, etc. Once, the boys even let her untie me and take me to the bathroom.

That night, Daddy came home and came right to my room. Ryan was busy fucking me but stopped when Daddy entered. Jack and Mommy joined us in the room while Daddy laid down the rules. I now had most of the same rules as Mommy, with some changes due to my school schedule and stuff. I was to always be naked in our house unless an outsider was over that didn't know about me and Mommy's slave role. If someone like that were here, Mommy and I could wear a dress but nothing else.no underwear and no shoes unless I had to wear them. In fact, Daddy went into my drawer and took every piece of panties or undershirt (I was too young for a bra then) and threw them in a bag.

He then did the same to all of my clothes except for my school uniform skirts and blouses. He left me one dress that I could wear and a few dressy dresses for mass and holidays and stuff.

Although Daddy was the ultimate Master, my brothers would be in charge of me and could command me to do anything. This included any sex act or other thing. I would be given an hour and a half to do my homework every day (naked) and then an hour and a half off to be a kid. The rest of the time I was a slave.

At school, I had to say yes to any boy that asked me to do anything.including sex. If a boy asked me to let them look up my skirt, I had to let them. I could never cross my legs or my arms over my breasts.

In the house, I would help my mom do some chores, especially cooking and cleaning. Every morning, I would shower, get ready and then go help Mommy with breakfast. Then, I was to wake up my brothers with a blowjob and then help them get ready for school, shower and dress. Then at breakfast, I had to make them cum in my breakfast, whatever it was. I also had to save a little cum for Mommy's coffee or tea as well.

Then, after I eat the cum-topped breakfast, I am allowed to dress for school. I put on my uniform skirt, ankle socks and shoes. I am allowed to put my blouse on but not button it in case the boys wanted to play with my tits on the ride to work.

In the car, Mommy and I have to raise our skirts so our naked asses are against the seat. Luckily we have a high SUV with dark windows. Sometimes, Daddy makes Mommy drive us to school naked.

The boys usually play with my tits on the way to school or make me humiliate myself in some way, masterbate myself or something. When we get there, I am allowed to put my top on and go into the school. The boys then play with Mommy for a while and then come in.

School is usually very tough. Most of the boys figured it out quickly that I was now a slut. Soon, the older kids at school were pulling me into bushes and making me suck their cocks and fuck me. It didn't take long for the word to spread that I never said no and I became very popular with the boys and not so popular with the girls.

In fifth grade, Daddy found out at back-to-school night that I had a young man as a teacher. He was right out of college and cute.all of the girls loved him. Daddy ordered me to start fucking him or face a punishment. I didn't do it for a while, not being able to figure out a way to do it. I was punished over and over until finally I decided the risk at school was less than the punishments I was getting.

The next day, after a grueling three-hour session on the dreaded wooden horse, I asked Mr. Farrell if I could see him after school. I stayed in the room while he walked the class out of school. When he returned, I sat naked in my desk, my clothes draped over his desk and chair.

He entered the room and closed and locked the door. "What are you doing Maggie?" he whispered, knowing that another teacher would wonder why I was naked in his room.

"Mr. Farrell, I would like to have sex with you," I whispered back in as sexy of a voice as an 11-year old can make. "Please stick your thing into me."

"You are crazy Maggie, I am your teacher."

"Please Mr. Farrell," I said, my voice begging him. "I promise not to tell anyone and get you in trouble. It will be our secret. I just need to be fucked."

His eyes were bugging out, not many men get offers like that from girls, I thought, especially not a fifth-grade teacher from his 11 year old student.

He came towards me slowly, not believing what was happening. I dropped to my knees and crawled to him and reached up to unzip his pants. With his pants and boxers down around his ankles, I took his cock in my mouth. Inside I laughed.despite putting up a bit of a fight, his cock was as hard as any of the boys were. By this point, I have been sucking cock every day for three years and had developed quite a good technique. I knew he was to the point of bursting so I stopped and laid on my back, thighs spread out.

He looked shocked by my bold move but quickly got between my legs and pushed his cock into my wet, open pussy. It felt so big compared to the boys I was used to and he filled me completely despite the fact that my brothers had filled me with cum at lunchtime (an every day routine). After sucking him off for so long, he didn't last long inside of me and he came hard, filling me completely. I wrapped my legs around him, locking them together at the ankles to avoid anything leaking out. I needed proof for Daddy that Mr. Farrell had fucked me.

This continued every day. Before basketball practice in the winter, I would be fucked by Mr. Farrell. It was weird at practice because I was not allowed underwear and the cum would sometimes leak out of me and onto my shorts, which was embarrassing. The other girls noticed and would snicker. Mr. Farrell still asks my teacher if I can come over during his break periods and after school to "help clean" but the only thing that gets cleaned are his cock and my pussy.

As I said, despite the fact that I am a slave, I do things that other girls do. I play sports, go to dances (I am very popular there with some of the outfits Dad puts me in) and I am a cheerleader. This is the only time I am allowed to wear panties because they are part of the uniform. But, as a payment, I am forced to wear a big dildo in both of my lower holes which was really uncomfortable when I first had to do it. Ever try doing a flip or a split with two dildos inside of you.not easy.

Sometimes I even have friends over.teammates or classmates. I always call first so Mommy can be sure to be dressed in her one dress. My brothers are always cool about it.I think they want me to have a bit of a normal life. When we get home, I have to go upstairs and change into my dress.as always, just one layer unless we are going outside to play. Then I can wear whatever is appropriate.jeans and a shirt or a sweatshirt. The only weird part is my brothers have to unlock my closet for me to get my clothes. They are cool though, going in and unlocking it before my friend and I get up there. Then I grab whatever it is I need and go change in the bathroom to avoid others seeing me without underwear.

When school ends, Mommy usually picks us up. Most of the time she is wearing clothes but she is sometimes naked and I know that Daddy ordered her to. When we get home, the boys are allowed to use us one time each if they desire. Before I am allowed to enter the house, I must ask permission from the boys. Again, they are usually cool about it but once they made me suck our dog's cock. I cried that time but they forced me to do it.

It was awful, the worst thing I have ever been forced to do. I loved our dog, it was always so friendly. But there I was, laying on my back against the hard wooden porch, taking his cock in my mouth and sucking him off. I will never forget that awful feeling of the big dog cock inside of my mouth, how big it got and the taste of his cum. I have not been able to pet him the same way. Since then, the boys have made me do it a few more times, even videotaping it.

When I am allowed to enter the house, I am tied into my special "Learning Chair," designed by Daddy. It sits in the big window of our house and has two dildos in it for my lower holes. A ball gag comes from behind and locks into my mouth as well, keeping me solid in the chair. My thighs are looped with leather cuffs and forced wide apart so my cunt is on display to anyone walking by. My tits are also fitted with thick cuffs that go around the base of them to make them form into balls. Even my little tits look big like that.

I then do my homework there until 5. Then the boys free me from the chair and I am allowed to have off until Daddy comes home for dinner at 6:30. I go into my room, listen to CDs (I love brittney spears!), read, talk on the phone to friends or play on the computer. At 6:30, Mommy and I have to be on the front porch waiting for Daddy to pull up. At that point, Daddy will greet me with a kiss and usually grope Mommy. Funny but he has never fucked me, thinks it's not right. I guess it is alright to have my brothers fuck me or have them fuck Mommy but he has never used me like that. I guess I am his little girl.

During dinner, I have to make my brothers cum with my mouth without touching them before I can eat. Then I sit on my special chair next to Mommy, a bit lower than the boys chairs with dildos for my lower holes again. Rarely are my holes empty when I am home except for that hour and a half that I am off. Mommy's chair also has dildos but hers are much wider and longer. Mommy also has to make Daddy cum with her mouth before she can eat. She is usually done faster than me because she only has one cock to suck but she is also very good at knowing how to make Daddy cum. She once told me that was from a lot of experience.

Mommy has been a slave since she was 19. Nine months after she came to live with Daddy as his slave, Jack was born. I was born 11 months after that and then came Ryan. She used to go to school but stopped to take care of us. She is still a very smart woman and helps us all with homework. She also does the bills for the family, buys the groceries and does all of the school stuff.

After dinner, Daddy and the boys go into the family room to watch tv and talk. Mommy and I clear the dishes and clean the kitchen and we talk. This is really the only alone time Mommy and I have except for the early morning, which is usually too busy. This is when I tell Mommy about my day, how the boys touched me and stuff. I like talking to her, almost like a friend. After all, she doesn't get out of the house much and has no real friends but Daddy. She does keep in touch with her sisters (she has five of them) and they do visit sometimes but she rarely goes out.

After our girl talk, which Daddy encourages, we go into the living room. Usually Mommy goes to sit on Daddy's lap and do whatever he desires. I go and sit with the boys and they grope me or fuck me. Sometimes, we just sit and watch TV together like a normal family.except there are two naked girls in the room!

Mommy and I go on snack runs during commercials or whenever the boys are hungry. We don't get to snack.Daddy wants us to keep our nice figures he says. Except for meals, we are only allowed to have cum. For a while, I even had to use cum to brush my teeth, mixing with toothpaste.

Before bed, Daddy usually handles any punishments that Mommy or I have earned. The boys keep a running tally for me and help Dad with anything on Mom. Most days there is nothing, but if we weren't fast enough responding to a command or don't follow instructions, there is a punishment.

The days the punishments were the worst was early on as a slave. I was just learning and the boys were mean. Daddy always took their side and I was frequently whipped and hung and had all kinds of tortures done to me. The worst was once I was left hanging out in the barn while Daddy and the boys took turns whipping me and then stuffing stuff in my holes. They then hung me up doubled up with my pussy inches from my face. They smeared stuff on my pussy and asshole and left me there all night. The animals had their way with me that night, some of them just licking but the dog and some other animals fucked me.or at least they tried.

Another one of my bad punishments is the wooden horse. Daddy saves this for when I am at my worst. It is two pieces of wood that meet in a sharp edge in the middle. I am forced to mount it, with the sharp edges going up into me. Mommy is usually made to pull my lips down either side of the wood so the edges are even deeper into me. My arms are tied behind me, my ankles are tied under the wood (forcing me deeper onto the wood) and my nipples are usually tied and pulled forward. This way, any way I move will be painful. Daddy has left me on that for hours at a time, usually sobbing or moaning.

Sometimes, for fun, he will put me on the horse with my arms tied above me and my feet barely touching the ground on tiptoes. This is fun for Daddy and the boys because I have to stay on my toes to avoid having the awful wood in my pussy. But then my calves start to twitch and tighten and I have to lower myself, which causes awful pain. This can go on for hours as well. They love it. Mommy and I hate it. She has ridden the horse numerous times as well and told me it's her least favorite punishment.

There are also small cages in the garage where Daddy puts us sometimes. They are small iron cages, which can be pulled into the air by a chain. This is so humiliating, put into the cages like dogs. He doesn't do it a lot but when he does, he is usually angry at something.

At night in the garage, there are a lot of bugs and stuff. They have free access to our holes because we are tied so tight we cannot move. Neither of us sleeps very well in those cages.

Usually I sleep in my bed, no sheets and only a sheer blanket when the weather is coldest. Otherwise I would be covered. Sometimes I sleep in bed with Jack or Ryan, usually being fucked. Jack likes to fuck me until he cums and falls asleep I have to keep fucking him until I fall asleep with his hard cock in me. Ryan enjoys me using my mouth on him while he lays there. I am then forced to hold his cock in my mouth all night. I have become very good at both of these things.

Back to today, I go downstairs where Mommy is already making lunches. The boys usually have sandwiches with chips, cookies and soda. I get tuna fish sandwich, mixed with Daddy's cum, or a lunch meat sandwich with Daddy's cum as mayo and a thermos filled with the boys' piss. My friends rarely want to trade with me. I sometimes get cum brownies that Mommy makes with the boys cum in the batter. These are actually good and my friends have eaten them, although they don't know what's in it (my little secret).

After we pack the lunches, I go up to the bathroom and shower. I am also allowed to use the toilet but am not permitted to close the door. If the boys need to use the toilet while I am using it, I am forced to drink it straight from their cocks. This forced me to learn to pee in the shower a lot more.

After my shower, I brush my teeth (with plain paste and water now thank God) and put on some makeup. I am not allowed any jewelry (Daddy thinks it gets in the way) except earrings, one set of small gold hoops. I love them, a Christmas present from Daddy last year.

Christmases have changed since I became a slave. On Christmas morning I still wake the boys up with blowjobs but am forced to wear a Santa hat. Then we go downstairs and Daddy puts Christmas balls on our tits and stuffs Candy Canes in our pussys. We sit there spread open under the tree while Daddy and the boys open presents. Somehow, Mommy gets the time to shop for everyone.

After the boys open their presents, Mommy and I are given our presents. Usually they have a sexual edge to them.a new dildo, or sex toy. Plus, I get a present from Santa Claus, something that any girl my age would like. Last year it was the earrings. This year, I am hoping for a CD player.

Daddy also had a man he knew come to our house for pictures dressed up as Santa. I was forced to do a family picture with my brothers, me naked. Then Mommy and I sat on Santa's lap for a picture. Then mommy and I suck his cock or fuck Santa while Daddy takes pictures.

We also take the normal Santa pictures at the mall. Mommy takes the three of us with her. Actually, only Ryan still believes in Santa but that's going fast. We all go just for the picture. For this, I wear a nice dress with tights with the crotch cut out and sewn. Thank God Mommy can sew.

Mommy and I usually get Christmas Day off. We still cook and serve but are kept sex free for most of the day and there are no punishments. We go to Mass in the morning (again Mommy and I can wear a dress with just stockings.Mommy wears stockings with a garter but Daddy thinks I am too young for something that sexy). Sometimes we have family visitors or we go see our aunts and Grandpop. None of them know about our little family sex thing.

After I get ready for the day I go and wake up my brothers. Today I start with Ryan, putting his cock in my mouth and sucking away. He wakes after a few seconds usually and spurts an awful lot of cum right away. Probably having a wet dream. I wish they would cum that quickly all of the time.would save me trouble.

I then go to Jack who cums quickly as well. We go into the bathroom and they hop into the shower with me. I go and soap them up, cleaning them, shampooing them, etc. I then take a towel and dry them off, comb their hair and prepare their toothbrushes. After that we go back into their rooms and put their clothes on. After that, they led me into my room, unlock my closet so I can get a skirt, blouse and socks and we carry them downstairs.

By this point, Mommy has breakfast ready. By the way, Mommy has done the same routine with Daddy as I have with the boys but Daddy leaves before I am awake. Today it is cereal and I bring my bowl with me under the table. I pump the Jack's cock until he cums and I catch it in the bowl over my cereal. I then grab Mommy's coffee and jerk Ryan off into it, putting some into the coffee and the rest into my cereal.

I then sit in my special chair and eat my breakfast. I am also given orange juice laced with Daddy's cum that Mommy drains every morning for me. As you can tell, cum is a regular part of me and Mommy's diet.

After breakfast, Mommy and I clean up and I am allowed to dress. I put on my blue plaid skirt and slide my white ankle socks on. Daddy prefers the ankle socks because he says I should not cover my legs from sight. That's why tights are so good with dresses.I can stay warm and be seen. I also put on my school shoes (blue and white saddles). I slide the white blouse onto my arms but do not button it.

I am not permitted to cover my breasts during the drive to school because the boys might want to play with them. I also have to tuck the hem of my short skirt into my waist so they have access to my pussy as well. We walk out to the car, Mommy in her skirt and blouse and me, my holes on display, with the boys in their uniforms.

In the car, Mommy and I have to have our bare asses on the seats. We also must have our legs spread wide. The boys sit in the back with me, playing with my holes and breasts. They pump their fingers in and out of me and soon I cum moaning. This is one of the times I cum the most.all of the sex of the morning usually leaves me on the edge and frustrated.and horny. So the ride to school is usually my first chance to cum.

I also know what is waiting for me. Since the third grade, school has meant little more than sex. I have been fucked in every possible location of school, the bathroom, the library, the coat closet, the principal's office, the teacher's lounge, the auditorium, the cafeteria, the gym, the girls' bathroom (long story).even our parish church which is connected to our school (another long story, which I will get into shortly).

Ever since boys figured out that I don't say know (since I can't), they have had their way with me. At first, I cried all the time, now I love it. I love how they look at me and use me.I love how it makes me feel.

The first time it happened was in third grade. A boy, Joey, said that he liked looking at my legs and always looked up my dress. I knew that my face was beet red but I said thank you. Then he said, will you lift your dress up so I can see your panties.

I didn't know what to do, since I knew I had no panties on. I knew I had to say yes because Joey could tell Jack about me saying no and then I would be punished. So I lifted my skirt up past my waist and Joey's eyes got real big.

"Holy cow, I can see your thingee.you're not wearing any underpants," he said, really loud. A few other kids heard him and ran over. He never told me to lower my skirt so I just held it as everyone came over. They all started to laugh when they saw I was naked from the waist down.

Two boys grabbed me and pulled me into the shrubs near the playground. They began to put their fingers into me. I tried to stay calm and quiet but they were hurting me so I screamed. The boys ran away and one of the teachers came over. She asked what happened and I told her I had fallen into the shrub.

I got into a lot of trouble that day when I got home. Jack told Daddy about me screaming and Daddy whipped me with a belt.20 lashes on my ass and then 10 on my pussy for not letting the boys do what they wanted and being quiet. I learned my lesson that day, that's for sure.

From then on, I was an easy target. Most days I was fucked in one of my holes at least three times a day at school, not including what my brothers did to me. Mom did what she could, getting us to school as close to the bell as possible to help me avoid before school fucks. But she had to be careful because the boys could rat on her. They didn't do that much because they loved her, but if we were ever late, she would pay for it.

Mom couldn't help what happened at lunch or during other things like gym or after school activities. The boys pretended to the teachers that they were just being friendly with her and she had to smile and accept it but then they turned on her, fucking her, beating her, humiliating her. In the beginning it was horrible but she soon got used to it and even liked it.

Today, we get to school and I am finally able to button my blouse. I put it on and my jacket, kiss mom and the boys goodbye and go off to school. The boys stay behind and do whatever it is they plan to do with Mom. While I love my Mom, what happens to her in the car is the least of my problems. I walk into the schoolyard, which is already filled with my schoolmates. Mom has done a good job and there is only two minutes until the bell.

It's a cold day and I feel the wind up my skirt and tickling my bare pussy. All of the other girls in school wear tights on days like this but Daddy is not allowing it right now. It is a punishment after he saw me sitting with my legs crossed one day during my off time. That broke the rule of never crossing my legs to not allow access to my hole. So now I just freeze and let the boys look at my bare legs.

A lot of the other girls don't like me too much because they know I am a slut and they think I give girls bad names. When I complained about this to Jack, he smiled and said with the way I fuck and suck, I give girls a great name.

Luckily for me the bell rang and we lined up and headed into school. When I got into the classroom, my teacher, Ms. White, told me it was my turn to serve mass. I breathed a sigh of relief and headed to the church which is connected to our school. In the back of the altar, the only person there was Fr. O'Malley, a young, good looking priest who had all of the girls talking. They all wondered about why such a handsome man would become a priest.

"Maggie, I am so happy that you are serving today," he said smiling.

I smiled back. It had been so long since a man treated me with respect and nicely. Here maybe I had found a break from the sexual abuse that had taken over my life.

"You notice that you are the only one serving mass today," he said. "That is because this is a special mass. Remove your uniform."

I gasped. No, not him too. Tears started to flow out of my eyes but I did as commanded. Church had always been a place free from the abuse but here was another level of humiliation.

It didn't take long for me to be nude.practiced as I was. I had unbuttoned my blouse and then undid my shoes and socks. Now it was time for my skirt. Despite the fact that I was naked a lot, it was always hard for me to be naked from the waist down, especially in church. But Father O'Malley was staring angrily so I undid my skirt and removed it. You reached out for my clothes and put them into a basket which he then locked in a high cabinet.

"This is how you will serve mass, naked under your altar top."

I gasped again. "Excuse me Father, but the top is very short. Can I wear the gown too please Sir?"

"No, not today. You will wear just the gown."

I cringed, knowing that very little below the waist would be left to the imagination. I hurried over to the Altar Server closet to grab the longest top there was. I knew there were some taller boys who served so maybe their top would cover me.

I was right. I found a top that actually covered more of me than my uniform did. But it was a light white and I knew that the light coming through the stained glass would let everyone in the church see everything in a shadow.

Then I realized that I was barefoot. Even those who might not notice my naked legs or the shadow through the gown would definitely notice my feet. It felt weird to be this exposed at church and wondered what the priest had in mind.

I then went into the priest side where Fr. O'Malley was putting on his vestments. "Maggie, come over here please," he called. The strange thing is, his voice never changed. Despite the fact that I was mostly naked in the back of church, his voice was the same as it always was.

I walked over to him. "Help me with my vestments please," he said. I did, lifting it over his head. I had to tiptoe and knew that my tops lifted over my ass, revealing my naked bottom.

"Now Maggie, kneel down and suck my cock."

I opened my mouth wide, shocked that this man of God would make such a request.

"Please Father, that's just not right."

"Maggie, I was told that you are not allowed to say no to any man. Are you telling me that you are not going to suck my cock?"

I was shocked. His voice was the same as if he were preaching at the pulpit or teaching religion to our class.

I dropped to my knees, unbelieving that I had fallen to another low when I didn't think there was any further to fall. I crawled under his vestment and undid his black pants, dropping them to his ankles. His cock popped out and was huge, bigger than most of the cocks I had ever had (and trust me, I had a bunch in the last few years). It was long and like a log around. I wasn't even sure I could get my mouth around it.

I licked the bottom, knowing from experience that men like that. I felt Fr. O'Malley shiver and knew I was right. I then took the big bulb into my mouth, and then little by little took his huge cock. I could hear my slurping and wondered if the churchgoers could hear me. But I continued to suck his cock, my saliva was dripping down my chin and onto my top. I groaned because I knew that would make things worse when I had to wear this on the altar.

I continued to pump my mouth up and down Fr. O'Malley's cock and could hear quiet moans coming from his mouth. Finally I heard him groan and knew it was coming. His cock twitched and I felt his cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all, praying that none would leak out. I was relieved when I swallowed the last of it and realized that none had flowed out and down my chin.

When Fr. O'Malley's cock finally softened, I pulled away, letting his cock fall out of my mouth. I crawled out from under his vestment and looked down. Just as I had feared, my spit had made the top of the front of my top wet.

"OK, grab the cross and let's go," he said after zipping his fly up.

I took hold of the handle of the cross and lifted it out of the base and went to stand in the doorway. I heard a few churchgoers in the pews, some coughing, others making noise with their jackets and coats. Rarely was the early weekday masses crowded but those that came would get quite a show in addition to their spirituality.

Father O'Malley rang the bell which signaled the churchgoers to rise in their pews and the altar server to move out onto the altar. The rug felt weird under my bare feet as I headed out the door and around the altar to the front. I stood there, holding the cross, wondering what everyone's reaction was. Although I was nude a lot, rarely was I naked in public and I never got used to it.

"Bow to the altar Maggie," Fr. O'Malley whispered.

Oh no, I had forgotten that part. Bowing would reveal her naked ass to the few people in the church.

"Just bow your head Maggie. Let's not upset the churchgoers."

I breathed a sign of relief. At least he wasn't going to completely humiliate me any more than he already has.

After bowing, I followed Father O'Malley over to the lectern where I place the cross into its holder. I then go beside him as he stands waiting for the mass to begin. Now I can look out over the congregation and see very few people. There is a number of senior citizens there in the front and some other women midway back. And then I see them.Daddy and Mommy in the back of church. Daddy was standing right behind Mommy and I could tell by the look on her face that Daddy was fucking her up the ass.

Father O'Malley did the Mass like nothing was happening. Like there wasn't an altar server half naked by his side. I performed my duties like I always do, bringing up the water and the wine, taking Communion, everything. Finally Mass was over and I took the cross and left the altar, Fr. O'Malley right behind me.

"Take that top off Maggie," he said the minute we arrived back in the room. Of course, I did as commanded and was nude within seconds.

"Now, you will serve this Mass every school day. When you get here, remove your clothes and place them in the box I will leave on the table. You may wear this top every time. Then you will come in here and suck my cock. I like the vision of an angelic altar server sucking my cock under my vestments. After Mass, we will fuck. I have a lot of spunk stored up in me. Being a priest doesn't give me a lot of outlets you know."

He picked me up easily, sat me on the high table and spread my legs. He unzipped his pants and entered me forcefully. I grunted at the force of his huge cock in me but took the fucking. He was right, he didn't take long but filled me with wave after wave of cum.

"Seeing you mostly naked in the church was such a turnon. This was my fantasy, I am so glad your father told me your story."

He pulled out of me, cum dripping onto my crotch and onto the floor. He tossed me the top and told me to clean it up while he put his vestments away. I did as commanded and he took the top and unlocked the cabinet where he had placed my clothes. He took the now soiled top and put it in the box after taking my uniform out.

"Here you go Maggie, but you cannot put them on in here. Go outside into the pews and do it. See you tomorrow morning."

I cringed, knowing that this humiliation would be a daily occurance. Just another torture in a life full of them.

I went out into the pews and ducked into the first one. I heard the back door opened and tried to keep low while also getting dressed. I had managed to get my skirt on before I had to lay flat under the pew to avoid getting caught.

I heard two workmen talking about cleaning the rugs of the church. I cringed, hoping they would leave. I struggled to pull my socks and shoes on while they moved about. I heard them walk towards the back and sat up, pulled my blouse on and began walking out, buttoning as I went. By the time they saw me, I was dressed, like any other girl in my school.

"Hello," I said to them, smiling.

They smiled back, one looking me up and down, pausing on my legs and watched me walk past them.

I started laughing to myself. If they thought seeing my naked legs was good, they should have seen what I looked like a few minutes ago.

As I headed back to class, I thought that I still really liked being a girl, despite all of the disadvantages I had in my life. Yes, I was fucked a lot and yes I was forced to wear short skirts with no bra or panties, but seeing the looks on those men faces was pretty exciting.

I opened the door to class and hardly anyone looked up from the math problems they were working on. I went to my seat, pulled out my book and began the lesson, after asking the girl next to me where we were.

The rest of the morning went fine until recess. The class was allowed to buy pretzels and I was chosen as the seller. That meant I had to go around to other classes and sell the pretzels for a quarter.

Ms. White, my teacher, told me to do the eighth grade. I cringed, knowing what that meant. I would actually have to DO the eighth grade. I carried the bin to the eight grade classroom, this one with all boys in it. Then I remembered, the eighth graders broke up into boys and girls for recess. Uggh. I went to the front of the room and realized there was no teacher there.

"Would anyone like to buy a pretzel?" I asked in a quiet voice.

"Shit, look it's Maggie," one of the boys shouted. I knew that Jack had told them everything and many of them had used her many times.

"Maggie, the only way we'll buy a pretzel from you is if you dip them into your cunt," another one said.

These pretzels were the long braids and she knew that they were thick and dreaded what the salt would feel like inside of her. Not exactly a worry that most 12-year olds had but one that I knew too much about.

"Okay," I whispered.

The boys lined up in front of me. I lifted my skirt as each one took a pretzel from the bin and rubbed it against my slit. A few were more bold and pushed it into me. The salt made her raw down there and each entry made her wince. The boys were honest though.no one tried to do anything more than what they said they'd do and each one put a quarter into the moneybag for the pretzel they took.

Finally they were done and I went over to the girls' side where things were easier because the teacher was there. But a few of them pointed at my chest, pointing out my hard nipples straining against my blouse. "She's not wearing a bra," one whispered loudly. "What a slut. And she doesn't exactly have a chest to be proud of."

The other girls started giggling and I turned red. This may have been worse than the treatment the boys gave me all of the time. They were just horny and actually liked me for what I did with them. These girls hated me.

As I was selling the pretzels, one of the girls pointed at my sticky thighs and said, "Look at her, she's soaked."

I turned a deeper red and then a girl raised her hand and said, "Mrs. Jones, why does it smell like fish in here?"

I sniffed and knew what the girl meant. It was me and many of the girls knew it and started laughing. I sold the last of the pretzels and quickly left the room, hurrying back to the relative safety of my own classroom.

The rest of the morning passed quietly. At lunch, I went off to the cafeteria, where a lot of my misery happened. First I had to go off with my brothers and allow them to relieve their horny cocks into me. Usually just a blowjob but Ryan liked fucking my pussy some days. Today Jack wanted a blowjob as usual but Ryan wanted something different than normal.

"I want to fuck your ass," he said. I groaned, not from the assfucking. I had plenty of cocks in my backside lately. It was just at school it was harder to hold the cum inside and it frequently seeped out and down my ass and thighs. And it made a major stain on my skirt.

But I had to do what he wanted so I undid Jack's pants and let his cock out and sat him down. Then I undid Ryan's pants and his cock came out. I leaned over and took Jack's cock in my mouth and blew him while Ryan began pumping into my ass.

Ryan was really pounding into me and I could tell he had a rough morning. He didn't know what a rough morning was, she thought, remembering her day so far. He pounded her roughly, his balls pounding into her slit as he fucked her from behind. Meanwhile Jack didn't take long. He came, pulled out of my mouth, zipped up and left the little side closet where we always did this. Amazingly, no one had ever caught us.

I still had to contend with Ryan's cock in my ass. He had no mercy and reached around and roughly grabbed my tits. I screamed a bit in surprise. He was never this mean to me, rarely hurt me at school. Sometimes at home but only when Daddy and Jack were egging him on.

Finally he groaned and pulled me backwards roughly. I felt his cum fill me and then he fell onto my back. I fell forward, almost knocking the wind out of me.

Finally he pulled out and started to leave. I grabbed him by the arm. "Ryan, is something wrong?"

He looked at me with a sad face. "Yeah, I got in trouble in class. One of the boys called you a whore and I told him to shut up. The teacher yelled at me and gave me a punishment."

I started crying when he said it. He got in trouble protecting his big sister. I hugged him close.

"Ryan, the things that we do together and that boys do to me does make me a whore. But I don't mind. I enjoy being a whore."

"You do?" He asked. I nodded.

"Okay, good, I'm glad."

And with that he left the room, leaving me there, cum dripping out of my ass.

I cleaned up as best I could, wiping my ass with a towel that was lying there and left the storeroom. I hurried over to the cafeteria to sit and eat. Then I sat down to eat my salad, which was drenched in my brothers' cum and drank my cum out of the thermos. I also ate a tuna fish sandwich, made with cum instead of mayo. Finally, Mommy had included a special cum brownie for me. My friend (one of my only friends) Karly asked if she could have a piece and I gave her one in exchange for a Dorito, which I rarely am allowed to eat.

The afternoon was uneventful, besides the feeling of cum dripping out of my ass and onto my skirt. I knew there would be a huge stain and I was right. But I was able to hide it with my school bag and made it unembarrassed out to the van where Mommy was waiting. She was naked and I could tell that Daddy had stopped home at lunch. Mommy was still wearing fierce nipple clamps and had been whipped. I wonder what she did. She also had a spreader bar between her knees and I saw a huge ribbed dildo in her pussy. OUCH!

Before the boys got back, I asked her what she had done wrong.

"Nothing sweetie, Daddy lost a big contract at work and needed to let off some steam. I'm okay," she said, wincing as she turned.