The Weekend at the Manor
written by:
Medellin

A Weekend at the Manor

Amanda slowly drove up the long gravel drive towards the mansion. She had announced herself at the automatic gates and they had swung open. She was still not quite sure what to expect. She kept thinking what might lay ahead as she drove closer towards the big house in front of her.

Her precious daughter Lucy was soon to marry Tom who lived with his parents in this big modern house. Tom's father was a multi millionaire and she was still not sure if her daughter had been lucky or was moving into a dangerous world. Lucy had not said much about her prospective in laws except that Tom's father made his money in business and that they lived in this big solitary mansion. They had been kind enough to invite her for the weekend to meet them ahead of the wedding and she was certainly looking forward to it. Life had not been too much fun since her husband, Lucy's father, had disappeared a couple of years ago with a new model just over half her age. She was slightly concerned as Lucy had described Tom's parents in glowing terms, saying how inviting and open they were, how she had come to know them very well, how liberal their attitudes were and for her to just relax and enjoy the experience as it would be a very different weekend. Lucy called it a new and liberating experience. How could this not be so, she thought. She had never been a guest before in such an imposing house. It was bound to bring new experiences.

She pulled the car to a halt in front of the house next to her daughters little car and the two matching expensive sports cars with complimentary personalised number plates: P4 S3X and J4 S3X. She laughed to herself, pretentious but fun. She was so apprehensive and a little scared of what to expect and just what would be expected of her as Lucy's mum. She checked her hair and make up in the mirror. Not bad for early forties, she thought. She had had her hair done especially, it looked good, her blond hair with a new cut, a little shorter than before, she thought the bob made her look younger. Lucy had suggested she dressed her best, hinting that she should wear something a little bit sexy and special for the evenings.

She sighed, she had had Lucy young, something you did 20 years ago! Back then, you finished your studies, worked a few years, found your man, got knocked up and became a sweet little housewife. She smiled to herself. Yes I stayed at home and brought up Lucy whilst he was out screwing around. She had thought, free again at forty with all that behind her life now might just be fun, but so far it had not matched her dream. She did not feel like a modern cougar ready to be released from its cage, nor did she think she fitted the profile of a MILF. The last two years had been tough so maybe she was ready to try something new.

She opened the car door, brushed down the skirt of her new white linen suit, still in reflective mood. Her figure was not too bad, she checked the buttons on the pink blouse that covered her best assets - her ample breasts. She smiled to herself again. Oh how her husband used to love those breasts, he would always want to play with them. During her late pregnancy had started to use them as a pussy substitute and that was when they started to titty fuck. For sure for him they were just another masturbation tool whilst fucking her pussy was off limits. But for her it was different. Oh how she missed the sight of a hard cock pushing its way between them on its way towards her welcoming mouth. How she loved it when the spunk shot out. It made her feel so dirty like a cheap slut whore. She would fantasise it was other men she knew, men she knew she could not have. She was always dreaming about the pleasure of handling larger, thicker cocks that she could squeeze and slide through her cleavage to spill their load over her.

She was still in her dream world when she heard the crunch of footsteps on the gravel behind her. She turned and saw walking towards her a tall slim woman in a white T shirt, tight black leather trousers and spiky little boots. As she came closer she could see that she had her hair pulled back severely in a tight pony tail, but she wore a big wide welcoming smile across her bright red painted lips.

"Hi" she beamed as she reached Amanda, putting her arm round her and air kissing her in greeting. "You must be the gorgeous Amanda we have heard so much about you. I'm Emma and welcome to the Peter and Janet's home".

Amanda immediately felt more relaxed with the open and warm greeting. Emma continued "I am Personal Assistant to Tom's parents, Pete and Janet. Well not just PA but housekeeper, organiser, muse and well", she paused, "As you will see just like Tom's big sister. I know we are going to have a fun weekend. Pete has ordered it and when Pete commands, everyone obeys" She grinned.

"Now where's your case, let's get you inside. I know Pete and Janet just can't wait to meet you and they will be delighted. You are so like Lucy, you could be her older sister". This made Amanda feel good, she had never been complimented like that before. Her daughter was bit of a stunner with her long slim legs, curvy body and like her mother a natural blond. She wore her hair long and silky. These looks coupled with her accountant's brain had allowed her to snare Tom, an equally good looking guy. If Amanda was 20 years younger Lucy would have had competition for him!

Emma led the way pulling her case. Amanda followed as they entered the imposing hall. Amanda was absorbing everything as they walked down the long hall towards the back of the house. Every step seemed like a new experience. There were pictures on all the walls. Most were brightly coloured modern art, but between she noticed a few small erotic pictures. She wanted to stop and look at them longer but kept following Emma whose cute round bum shifted as she walked in the stretched leather trousers. Amanda could not make out any panty line and wondered if she was in the habit of going commando. She was getting a strange feeling. Ever since she had parked the car she had felt a strong and strange erotic feeling. From remembering the good feeling of cum spilt over her breasts to the erotic pictures she was now observing. It was as if the house was drawing her under its erotic spell ............

Emma knocked and pushed the door which opened open into a large light airy room with views over a large expanse of garden.

"Hello" Emma started, "Amanda's here". She gently pushed Amanda forward her hand resting for a while against her back. Amanda was sure she felt her fingers gently stroke her back before she moved forward and away. At the far end of the room the occupants got up from their large armchairs. As she moved towards them she heard the sexiest male voice she had heard in many years address her.

"Well welcome Amanda, we have been waiting for this moment for months". The voice came from a good looking man a few years older than herself. He was smartly dressed in an expensive button collar shirt and well cut trousers. His black hair cut neat and greying at the temples. He looked like he worked out to keep his figure. As she approached him it was as if his deep green eyes drew her in so much that she had hardly noticed the woman at his side.

He opened his arms in greeting "Amanda so pleased to meet you. I am Peter and this is Janet. In any other circumstances her eyes would have been drawn to Janet. She was a stunning blond with all the features of a model. She looked much younger than Peter. Her golden curls hung at shoulder length framing an attractive immaculately made up face. Her face was tanned, but an expensive tan and her mid calf print dress fitting all the curves in all the right places.

Janet moved forward and kissed her on both cheeks. She smelt expensive. "So you are our Lucy's delightful mother". Amanda turned towards Peter, who took her hand and squeezed it as he leant in to kiss her too. She caught a sharp whiff of a manly perfume. Peter kept hold of her hand and led her towards a chair offering it to her. His touch was so electric, she almost did not want to let go.

2"So many questions we want to ask" said Janet, smiling broadly "but plenty of time. We just want you to relax and get to know us first. But I have to say we feel we already know you so well from what Lucy has shared with us".

Peter interjected, his piecing eyes fixing on her, "Now I know where Lucy gets her good looks from" he paused and smiled "her stunning mother". Amanda blushed, all these compliments were too much, were they real. Was this more of the erotic effect of the house she was experiencing?

"Champagne anyone" she looked round and Emma walked toward them with a tray of glasses. She passed them round and they made a toast.

"Emma" Janet spoke with some force and direction. "Please take Amanda's case to her room and make her feel at home. We have a lot to catch up on".

"Of course" was the reply given with some servitude and as an immediate response. Emma turned and left the room.

As the door shut Janet continued. "I am sure you will just love Emma, she is amazing, she will do absolutely anything you want - just anything" She sipped at her champagne. "I will leave her to explain the few little rules we have around the house, nothing complicated but important. She is so special, I can't imagine what the last 5 years would have been like without her helping Peter with his needs".

Amanda went to take another sip from her glass and realised it was already empty. A moment later she felt a firm hand on her shoulder as Peter leant in from behind "Can I refill that for you - you weren't planning on driving anywhere were you? She turned and smiled up at him as he filled her glass. "I hope Emma has put a fresh chilled bottle in your room, as I instructed her. The drive looks like it was thirsty work".

"No, no" responded Amanda conscious that she had drunk the glass too quickly in her nervousness, but already feeling the glow inside from a little alcohol. "Just I am not used to drinking this early in the afternoon". She changed the subject quickly. "I saw Lucy's car outside, has she been here long?"

Janet looked at Peter who shrugged his shoulders. "I guess not too long as we have not yet heard from her" Peter replied.

"I expect she is with Tom some where in the house". Janet responded "it's a bit of a rabbit warren. But you are right darling we usually hear her by now".

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The reason they had not heard Lucy yet was that she was had her mouth full. She was tied to the stylish modern four poster bed in her room, her arms held aloft by a rope reaching up to a hook at each corner, her legs splayed out wide were also tied down to the bottom of the bed frame. She was secured in a half prone position, her back against the wall, her mouth filled by a large ball gag. She wore a black and red corset her small breasts open to view over the top, her freshly shaved pussy visible through the split crotch of the corset.

Tom was standing naked at the bottom of the bed with his substantial cock already hard and erect. He was carefully balancing as he moved up the bed towards Lucy. He leant forward and squeezed her nipple, her head writhed from side to side and he heard a weak whimper. His hand stroked down across the corset. He smiled at her and forced two fingers hard up into the slit easily accessible between her open legs. Her body arched as best it could and her legs moved within the constrained of the fastenings. He pushed his fingers hard into her again, he could feel the juices flowing as again and again he roughly pushed his fingers inside her cunt. She rolled and strained against his forcefulness. He reached up towards the bedside table and grasped at the purple rubber dildo laying there. The large and knarled toy he had caught her playing with when he arrived.

"Lucy you know why you are being punished don't you" He waved the dildo close to her face. "You know the rules, the family define the rules of pleasure and pain and you were a naughty girl for using this without permission"

Lucy nodded looking frightened.

"Lucy you are going to be punished. Do you know what I am going to do?" She shook her head looking frightened "I am going to fuck your face right now and you are going to swallow my cum, every drop of it or I will punish you again". He reached forward and pulled the ball gag from her mouth. Lucy gasped for breath, licking her lips to build saliva, expecting his act of penetration as he moved again on the bed. "But first" he glared at her. He turned, moved and pushed the purple toy in one swift motion hard and fast up between her legs splitting her swollen cunt lips. Lucy let out an almighty scream.

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Janet looked up from their conversation her eyes raised to the ceiling.

Then spoke in a matter of fact way. "There I knew we would hear her. If must have been playing hide and seek, I guess Tom has found her"

Peter continued "And if she was looking for something. I think Tom has probably just given it to her."

Amanda almost dropped her glass in fright. "My God what is he doing to my daughter she sounds in pain!"

"I don't think so Amanda" said Peter, "Sounded more like pleasure to me. What do you think darling you're a woman".

"As a woman, I don't think it matters as long as I am getting what I want and Tom does seem to give her what she wants. Amanda dear don't worry, they have not seen each other all week. I am sure at that age all you wanted was a good fucking, I know I did". She smiled.

Peter spoke up "Look darling we have plenty of time this weekend, let Amanda go to her room and relax a bit before drinks and dinner. Maybe a long slow bath, maybe watch a bit of TV or a DVD. Why not drink a few more glasses of bubbly, get you in the mood". He winked at her.

"Oh yes I am being so rude, wanting to know so much about you". Janet got up and called out to Emma, who appeared at the door as if she had been waiting just outside.

"Please can you show Amanda to her room and help her in any way she needs" Amanda walked towards Emma, glass in hand. Janet continued "Oh and Amanda we plan to have drinks on the terrace at seven thirty we will see you then".

Amanda followed Emma up the wide staircase to a room right at the end of the corridor.

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Tom reached forward and covered Lucy's mouth. Leaving the dildo hanging half in and half out of her cunt.

"Quiet and I promise not to do that again". Lucy laid back more relaxed and Tom moved his hand away.

"So tell me what do you want?" he quizzed expecting an answer.

Lucy was breathing heavily as she spat our the words "You big fat cock please"

"Where do you want it". He quizzed her again

Without hesitation Lucy smiled "In my mouth. Please, please just face fuck me hard and shoot your spunk down my throat. You know I love to swallow your cum juice big boy. I know I deserve to be punished by you, I have been a naughty girl and naughty girls know they deserve to be punished".

"That's better you are learning well" He moved to face her placing his knees either side of her body and supporting himself by pushing his palms against the wall above the bed. She strained forward with her head trying to reach the cock that was now pointing at her only a few inches from her face. Tom shuffled forward again, lifted one hand from the wall and used it to steer his cock between her open lips. Once she had closed her lips to form a tight seal Tom thrust his hips forward. Lucy made a gagging sound as the inches slid between her lips and the tip hit the back of her throat. As he pulled back to thrust again, her lips kept his cock in a tight seal. Tom started to thrust his hips towards her again and again building his rhythm.

Her body writhed from side to side as the orgasm inside her body grew with each individual thrust. Tom kept pumping his hips forward faster and faster towards his own orgasm. Suddenly he pulled the cock from her mouth. Her mouth hung slack, empty strands of saliva dripping from her lips.

"I can't get it there, hang on" He grabbed at his cock with his fist and started to ream it up and down towards an orgasm. "Ready" he gasped.

"Please, please", she pleaded opening her mouth as wide as she could. His spunk shot in a great white arc from his cock directly into her open mouth. A manoeuvre they had perfected over many other similar encounters, Lucy gasped and swallowed as another stream of cum hit its target. He leant forward and her lips closed around his cock, her cheeks drawn in as she sucked every last drop from his spunk generator her tongue licking every last drop from his love stick.

Tom relaxed exhausted, he leant his head against the wall above her head, breathing heavily. She continued to use her tongue and lips on his softening cock until eventually it slipped from her mouth.

Lucy let her head fall to one side. They were both exhausted. The first time they had fucked that week. "Oh Tom that was so good, so exciting, I needed that so much"

Tom smiled down at her" I just love it when you are tied up. I feel so much in control, so powerful just like my father". He sighed.

"Don't think like that, you can match him any day, I know which one I prefer" she smiled up at him as she sighed heavily.

"What's the matter" Tom quizzed as he reached up to release her hands from the hooks above her head.

"Just worried about mum, I just hope she will enjoy the weekend. Its just I know she has not had much, if any sex, since dad left and I don't know how much was going on before that as he was certainly getting what he needed from that your slut Sally before he finally left." she sighed heavily.

Tom stroked her face "don't worry, I will keep an eye on her and make sure she is not left out of anything".

Lucy flung her arms around Tom and kissed him hard pushing her tongue down his throat as if returning the remains of his cum. "Oh I know you will, but just remember you are mine, she can find her own toy boy. She is Peter and Janet's guest, let them awaken her sexual desires.

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Lucy opened the bedroom door and guided Amanda into the room.

"I have unpacked for you and I will be back in a jiff with that bottle of Champagne Pete ordered me to bring".

Amanda heard the door click shut. She was still taking in the room. It was modern, stylish and large, dominated by a massive four poster bed, on the wall opposite a large flat screen. Beside the screen a series of shelves filled with books and DVD's. She walked forward towards the big picture windows overlooking the patio and garden. In front was large dressing table, to her left she saw the bathroom and walked towards it. She entered a marble and gold palace, a spa bath and walk in glass walled shower dominated the room with a smart vanity unit and wash basin beside which was laid her wash bag.

Suddenly she realised what Emma had said "I've unpacked for you". She rushed back into room, her case was on the trestle. She open it - empty. She was panicking, where were her clothes? Emma must have found the other private things in her case. Where were they now? She slid the door of the closet, there were her clothes all neatly hung or folded on the shelves. She moved the folded clothes looking for anything placed between them. Nothing!

She had no time to check further as she heard a knock at the door and Emma entered with a tray complete with a bottle and a single glass.

"Here we are a little bubbly to help you relax some more. I know it all takes some getting used to. All a bit different isn't it? We all just want you to enjoy yourself" She walked with conviction towards the window and placed the tray on the dressing table. Amanda turned towards her, looking nervous. Emma picked up the bottle and eased the cork out with such finesse, not a drop spilt. She poured the liquid bubbles into the glass and walked back towards Amanda who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. Emma stood over Amanda smiling and handed her the glass. For the first time since she greeted her on arrival Amanda was close enough to Emma to really check out this person who was "so special" to Peter and Janet. She was certainly slim, the white T shirt was cut well and accentuated her small pert breasts, her legs were long and the tight leather trousers followed every curve. Amanda wondered how she got in or out of them. At this close range her camel toe lips were clearly outlined and confirmed her earlier thoughts that she was not wearing knickers. Amanda wondered what it must feel like to wear leather so close to your pussy, it must be a constant stimulus. Her eyes were drawn again to her little boots with the sexy spiked heels that were so erotic in themselves. They pushed Emma a couple of inches taller, not that she needed extra inches, but so sexy all the same. Amanda raised her eyes towards the ever smiling face. She took in the big dark eyes and strong red lipstick, a combination she knew would have any man hard in an instant. She knew she was blushing and she also knew why. She had never had a strong attraction for women, there were women she liked, women she found attractive but never before had she actually desired a woman before. Never wanted to kiss a woman before, to touch her body or want discover the pleasure of sex between women. She found herself wanting Emma and not sure what she should do.

Emma sat down next to her on the edge of the bed and calmly lifted her hand to her face, brushing at her blond bob as it curled under her chin "Relax Amanda, Peter and Janet would like me to explain a bit about the house rules, there are very few but important nevertheless."

Amanda loved the delicate touch, she found herself holding back, still not sure what Emma had done with the items from her suitcase, but still wanting to be intimate.

Emma dropped her hand from her face and patted Amanda's knee in reassurance, leaving her hand resting there. Amanda found herself laying her hand on top of Emma's to send a signal. Emma almost ignored this, her focus on explaining the rules.

She started "I guess you can see that Peter and Janet enjoy their lifestyle and that they have the money to get what they want when they want it". Amanda nodded. "I don't know what Lucy may have told you about them and the way everything happens here".

Amanda reflected a little before she responded. Lucy had said little about Peter and Janet so she did not know how well she knew them. However she always seemed to be full of buzz after her weekends at the mansion, but shared little. She had always put that down to her relationship with Tom. He had impressed her from the start. Tom was polite, intelligent, smart, both good looking and with a fit body that she had admired every time they came to visit. She always liked it when he kissed her cheek it brought her into contact with his body. He always smelt so good and it excited her to be that close to a man again. Now she could see the money that had led to a good education, she assumed that Peter and Janet had been good parents to ensure he was so polite. Now she had seen the gene pool that gave him the looks and body.

After a pause she replied "Actually not a lot more than I can see around me. Lucy does not share much, but I like Tom and I am pleased that he and Lucy are going to marry. As for Peter and Janet", she blushed up a little searching for the words. "They seem most accommodating".

Emma looked pleased. "Oh yes accommodating, that's a good word for them. So", she paused more for effect than anything, "Well as I said there are a few house rules. The first one is quite simple. Everyone is here to enjoy themselves and as you have experienced already, Peter and Janet pride themselves on creating a relaxed and open atmosphere, accommodating if you like? Everyone is open about their feelings and desires. If you don't like something then you must say so or it will be assumed that you are in agreement. Any signals you send will be understood". She took Amanda's hand and squeezed it. "I can see you understand that well already".

"Next", Emma continued. "No clothes are to be worn in the swimming pool and spa area. There are robbing rooms in the pool wing. Both Peter and Janet swim nude and expect their guests to do the same. No one has anything to hide here and there is no place to hide anyway". It sounded exciting to Amanda, maybe she would get to see Tom naked at last. She felt herself flush again as her mind moved on to think what Peter might look like naked too. Then she tensed at the thought of herself naked and exposing her large breasts. Emma felt her go tense, she squeezed her hand again.

"Is that Ok Amanda, you will find it fun, we may have a pool party tomorrow night it all depends". She paused again. "I think we might enjoy that" she smiled and gave another squeeze".

"There is only one more rule". Emma looked into her eyes. "Peter is the master of this house and his word is always obeyed. There are no exceptions". Amanda felt her head nodding as if in agreement.

"There", Emma smiled, "I said there was not much to the house rules but Peter commands that you understand and accept the house rules. He is the master of this house". The last words Emma said in a very matter of fact and dispassionate way as if commanded to say the words in these terms. For the first time she did not have a smile on her face.

Emma leant in and gently kissed Amanda on the lips, with subtlety not passion. Amanda wanted it to continue but Emma pulled back, then she got up, let go of her hand and walked towards the door. "Look I will leave you to relax and prepare for the evening. As Janet said, drinks are on the patio, seven thirty sharp, please don't be late. I trust Lucy has told you that we dress up in the evenings, but as long as it is smart and stylish it can be informal. Just dress in something easy to slip on" she paused, "or off" she paused again before finishing. "And of course underwear, as you can see is always optional" She winked and put her hand on the door handle to leave.

Then she stopped and turned. "Oh yes, before I forget, the magazine I found in your luggage is in the drawer beside you bed along with your little toy. If you would like to indulge yourself a little, there are wide selection of DVD's I am sure you will find one that might be to your taste right here".

She pointed to the shelf beside the TV screen. "I can say without hesitation that Janet shares your taste in both colour and size, so the selection will be entertaining. Also you might find some interesting things in the dressing table drawer that maybe of help. It's not just soap and shampoo we leave for our guests to use". Emma smiled.

"Have fun, see you later and don't forget to call me if you need anything, just anything. I am here to serve you" With her final words Emma smiled again and left the room closing the door behind her.

Janet remained seated on the bed and drained her glass. The third glass that afternoon. Her head was swimming, she felt a warm glow within her body, she was tingling for the first time in years. She felt so aroused. She started to think about what Emma had said. There was no doubt of the sexual undertones in everything, the nude swimming, the clear message that Janet shared her interest in big cocks, especially black ones, but the words about Peter as the master of the house, having to be obeyed were still difficult to decipher. Emma was a different story, something new and exciting. She was sure that she understood and maybe shared Amanda's desire.

She leant back behind her and opened the bedside drawer. There was her magazine "Blacks on Blondes" and beside it her little silver helper complete with the spare batteries she had brought. She closed the drawer and walked to the dressing table. First she poured herself another glass, then slowly she opened the drawer.

Her eyes were on stalks at the content. Dildos, vibrators, love beads, just about every stimulation tool she could imagine. Some things she had never seen before this close such as manacles, blindfolds, nipple clamps, even pieces of rope. She put her hand into the drawer and lifted up the ball gag feeling it and wondering what it might feel like inside her mouth. Was this what Emma meant by the Master of the House. She replaced the item, and closed the drawer. Her lips felt dry, her pussy wet.

She picked up the glass and drank it down in one. She had been right, as soon as she drove up the drive the strange erotic influences of the house had invaded her mind. Was it the house or the champagne that made her feel more aroused then she had ever felt before. Was she feeling tingly because she was scared, aroused or just slowly getting pissed.

She put the glass down and walked to the TV screen. On the shelf beside the screen sat the DVD unit and a row of discs. She scanned the titles, everything from straight sex to S&M, over aged schoolgirl fantasies to BBW, gang bangs to girl on girl. This catered for every taste. She pulled out the one called "Big Cocks - Black Magic" and looked at the cover; a montage of black cocks in different stages of excitement. Some hanging soft and oh so long, others hard and erect like baseball bats and almost as thick, but the centre picture said it all, a hard cock with just the remnants of its ejaculation dripping from its tip, the rest of the substantial spillage dripping from the face and chest of a mature blond woman about her age. For some reason she looked familiar but Amanda could not work out why. She shrugged her shoulders and put it back on the shelf and went back over to the bed. She was excited, no doubt about that, she was horny as hell but felt she needed to save herself for later whatever that might bring. Surely something had to happen and she did not know what. She hung up her jacket and skirt. Unbuttoned her blouse and hung it over the back of the chair. She admired herself in the mirror.

She was going to make sure her breasts, her best assets, were going to send out a message that tonight she was ready to play their games -whatever they were. Amanda lay down on the bed and drifted off into a dream filled with black cocks and games yet to be played

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The phone beside the bed rang and Amanda rolled over and picked it up.

"Hi Amanda", it was Emma's cheery voice, "Just thought I would check everything was OK and you had time to relax and take everything in. See you for drinks in 15 minutes, don't be late". Amanda replaced the phone and thought - Shit! How long had she been asleep? As she sat up she realised that as with most dreams she could not remember a thing. She knew it must have been a very erotic dream. Her knickers were sopping wet and the sheet where she lay had a large dark damp patch. She had no idea her pussy could leak so much love juice. She quickly moved into the shower, she had to be fresh and awake for what might happen this evening.

Less than 15 minutes later she was checking herself in the mirror ready to head downstairs. She knew that her pink lipstick and nails went perfectly with her blond hair and the new pink dress set this off well. As the line ran down from her shoulders it opened to reveal her breasts and cleavage. She had offset this with a double string of pearls, the first tight around her neck like a choker, the second hanging low across her assets. The dress hung well over her hips and stopped just above the knee line. The pink shoes just topped it off well. She looked over at the bed, lying there were the pink knickers she had decided would stay behind tonight.

Pleased with herself she set off downstairs towards the patio.

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She stepped through the doors from the lounge onto the large patio that ran the length of the house, at the far end stood Lucy, Tom and Emma in conversation. As they approached Lucy waved and beckoned her across to them. Tom and Emma turned to face her. She walked slowly towards them drinking in the scene. Lucy was dressed in an electric blue boob tube, tight latex trousers and long leather boots, something she had never seen her wear before. The tube was so tight it accentuated all her sexy curves. There was no doubt she was not wearing either a bra or knickers, the large circles of her areola visible even if her nipples were not poking at the material. The trousers almost sprayed on just like the leather trousers Emma had been wearing earlier. Tom looked his usual smart and stylish in an expensive shirt and slacks. His shirt open sufficiently to show off a few hairs from his hirsute body.

As she closed in on the group, Amanda's eyes were drawn to Emma. She looked different with her long shiny black hair framing her round face, much softer and more relaxed but still as ever smiling. She wore a black chiffon trouser suit, cut wide at the waist so the legs billowed out, but held into her tiny waist with a knotted belt. The top had big wide padded shoulders and a V that cut to her navel. The level of the setting sun provided an absolute silhouette of her body within the chiffon. Once again it was clear that Emma wore no underwear.

"Mum you look stunning" was Lucy's opening remark as she put her glass down on the wall and embraced her mother. "Wow that dress is so you and I love the new shorter hair".

As Lucy stepped back Tom leant over and kissed her cheek. He smelt as good as ever. Perhaps it was just pure testosterone she smelt every time he was near. "Lucy is right, Amanda you look amazing. Are you sure you are not sisters? The hair, the make up, the dress wow".

"That's enough Tom, stop flirting with a woman old enough to be your mother, especially when she's my mother not my older sister whatever your fantasies are". Lucy turned to Emma, "Em darling could you please find mum some bubbly". Emma did her usual smile and went off towards the drinks table.

"I saw you car when I arrived parked between the two fancy sports cars with the personal number plates"

Tom laughed "Yes, they always make me laugh - P for Sex and J for Sex. Subtle once you work it out"

Amanda smiled to herself, yet another erotic symbol, they were everywhere in this house and family. She turned to Lucy. "I thought you might have been around to introduce me to Peter and Janet and then I heard you scream out. I thought it was in pain but Janet assured me that it was pleasure and that you often make that sort of noise. I guess you were making up for lost time this week". She looked at Lucy like a mother always looks at her daughters, especially when they have been naughty in their eyes.

"Oh Mum, I'm so sorry, its just that In was tied up and Tom was taking his time to cum and then he took the ball out of my mouth just as he shoved the dildo up me and I screamed out and so he shoved it in my mouth and made me suck him and then swallow it all and well it made me late and I'm so sorry". The words came out as a stream, Amanda could hardly understand or take it in and before she could ask anything further she felt the gentle touch of fingers on her back and she turned to find Emma close by offering her another full glass.

"Here you are Amanda, some champagne for the pink lady. Can I add my compliments to the way you look. I am sure Peter will just love it. He has an eye for a good cleavage, which tends to leave me out" she made a mock sad looking face and ran her finger slowly from her neck to her navel down the V of her dress. Their eyes met full and Amanda smiled. Emma just pulled her lips tight together and touched them lightly with her finger and then leant across and touched Amanda's lips.

Lucy interjected, "Well we won't have long to wait to find out, Peter and Janet are coming over right now".

Amanda slowly turned towards the couple as they advanced across the patio towards the group. Peter was dressed in a similar way to Tom, a stylish shirt with a few buttons open to reveal a similarly hairy chest. His trousers were cut so tight and it was absolutely clear to which side he dressed. As he walked towards them Amanda could see plainly see the outline of what could easily have been a length of hosepipe inside his trousers as they creased with each step. She thought to herself, this man was fit and Janet was a lucky lady if she got serviced by that fire hose.

Janet herself was dressed in what at first glance looked like a white coat half open at the front. As she came closer it became clear that is was a stylish white leather dress that had a single button in the centre of her chest and a built in tie to the side at hip height. Amanda had never seen anything quite so stylish and expensive. Janet too wore pearls but just a single strand.

Emma handed them drinks and they joined the circle

"Well cheers everyone" Peter lifted his glass, "Here's to a stimulating and exciting evening. A big welcome to Amanda, I hope you enjoy our company as much as I am sure we will enjoy yours and that we all know each other better by the end of the evening." They all drank a toast and started to chat again. Peter turned to Amanda, easing her with his arm a little way from the group.

"I hope Emma has done her job and settled you in OK. The room has a great view of the gardens and I think the bed is one of the best in the house" He winked, "Just anything you need please ask Emma, she is at your service and by that I mean she is there to service you in any way you want her to." Amanda blushed she felt his eyes focus on her cleavage at the front of her dress. He reached forward and lifted the loose string of pearls gently touching her breast in the process. Involuntarily she drew in breath quickly and her chest heaved. He looked up at her and smiled.

"I love women wearing pearls, they are so sexy and attractive, like love beads" his voice was so deep, soft and sexy. "Janet always looks so alluring in pearls. I think women who wear pearls are sending out a message to men. Are you sending me a message?" Amanda breathed heavily again as his piercing eyes engaged her. He let the pearls fall back onto her chest again with a light touch of his fingertips.

Amanda could not answer, there was a lump in her throat and a growing wetness in her pussy. How could so few words create such an impression on her.

Maybe by fortune Janet interrupted them. "Now Peter, behave, I don't want our guest getting the wrong idea about you" she paused, "At least not this early in the evening".

She put her hand on Amanda's back and steered her well away from the group. "Now you and I need a little girly chat alone". They arrived at a table and some chairs a few yards away and Janet invited Amanda to sit down, placing her glass on the table.

"How is everything, I mean is everything OK, I want you to feel at home, you and Lucy will soon be family. We love Lucy, we are so happy for Tom. I am amazed how Lucy has adapted to our ways so easily. I guessed she must have an open minded and experienced mother and now you are here with us, I am sure we are going to get along" She put her hand on top of Amanda's on the table. "Emma has explained the few little house rules I hope" Why was everyone so concerned that she understood the house rules?

"Absolutely" replied Amanda, "Everything is fine, I am enjoying myself and you and Peter are making me so welcome. If Lucy is happy, then so am I, she is so special to me". She took a deep breath and continued, "Emma has been so kind and she is so attractive", she looked over towards Emma who was chatting with Lucy and waited to see if there was a response.

"It's usually the male visitors who notice her first, but the trousers she wore today gave a lot away didn't they. I have to admit Em and I share a love of wearing leather next to our skin" She indicated her own outfit. "Do you too?" Amanda shook her head.

"Apart from boots and a leather jacket I have never worn leather"

"Oh darling, you just have not lived, you must try wearing the jacket without anything else. You will only need to do it once and you will be hooked." She lifted her hand to the crossover of her dress close to her breasts and rubbed it sensuously between her fingers. "It sticks a little and then it pulls as you move, it's like the sensation of another body touching you. It's a sensation like no other. We must try and find you some leather to try this weekend" She paused and smiled at Amanda, then squeezed her hand again.

"Now let's talk about the weekend. This evening we thought we would just all get to know you better. After dinner we will have a bit of fun, I am sure you will enjoy it. Tomorrow we thought we might invite a few friends for lunch and maybe use the pool. Are you OK with the pool rules?" Amanda nodded "Pool parties can always be a bit of fun, we open the doors onto the patio and we just see where it goes from there.

Janet cast an eye over her shoulder to check on the others and then turned back to Amanda leaning in and whispering.

"As you know there are no secrets here everyone tells it as they see it. Emma tells me that we share the same interest in big black cocks" Amanda nodded still not sure how to respond the discussion or sure where it was leading. "I just adore them, not just the size, it's the shiny sheen they have and the gorgeous colour contrast when all that white juice shoots out. "I hope Em showed you the DVD collection", Amanda nodded, "Great, did you play any?" Amanda shook her head. "Oh shame, but plenty of time my favourite is "Big Cocks - Black Magic" so much fun to make".

Amanda gasped at what she had just heard, the face on the cover now she realised why she recognised it - it was a Janet when she was younger.

"You - Black Magic - the cover picture -oh shit". Amanda had her hand to her open mouth in shock.

Janet smiled broadly "Yes, my last appearance, I had met Peter and it was time to give up the acting and go into business". The smile left her face and she looked puzzled, once again she squeezed Amanda's hand hard against the table. "Amanda, didn't you know? Had Lucy not told you about us?"

"About us" thought Amanda, still trying to take in she was sitting talking to a porn star who was going to be her daughter's mother-in-law very soon. She shook her head.

"Oh Amanda, I did not know, I'm sorry it came out like that. I had always assumed that Lucy had told you that both Peter and I were once porn stars and that was how we met. As I said Black Magic was my last film, Peter by that time had moved into the porn distribution business and he was so successful at it, he is now the largest distributor in the UK".

Amanda was starting to take it all in and put the pieces of the jigsaw together.

"Peter was known as Peter Longstock and I was Janet Biway and when we met it sort of just clicked right away. He did not act like a porn star and when we shot scenes together it was like having an amazing lover pleasuring me. No need for fake orgasms he just blew me away. I guess from his stage name you can work out he is well hung, but his stamina was amazing and his ability to recover unbelievable" She paused and sighed contentedly. "And he is still the same today". She was now talking in a more intimate way and Amanda started to relax. Lucy would get a piece of her mind when she had the chance, but right now her body was tingling again, she so wanted to touch her pussy, she knew her nipples were as hard as bullets, she felt the electric sizzle every time she moved.

"Look, if you are OK, I think we should go back and join them before we are late for dinner". She started to get up and then stopped. "Oh yes, there is one thing about Peter, no man is perfect", she smiled. "He likes to be in charge, we call him Master of the House, our little joke. But he is always punctual, likes everything to run as he has ordered and expected, he can also be a very demanding and dominant lover". She paused again. "Thank goodness for Emma, she manages him so well and in so many ways it makes my life so much easier. I just get the good bits of him" She winked and encouraged Amanda back towards the group.

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The dinner seemed to pass quite quickly, Amanda was sure she said too much because of the alcohol. Peter kept filling up her wine glass and she kept consuming it. Peter and Janet asked her lots of questions about her life. They seemed to focus on questions about her relationships and maybe she shared a bit too much. Lucy at the other end seemed oblivious to her as she and Tom giggled and touched each other a lot. A one point she was sure that Lucy with playing with him under the table from the angle and movement of her arm and the looks they gave each other. At least she now understood more about the family and indeed Emma. It seemed that Peter and Janet decided to quit acting and started a porn distribution business which did not do too well at first, then Emma and the rise of the internet arrived at the same time and together this changed everything. Emma has been the girlfriend of one of the porn stars they knew well, though how an Oxford educated Biochemist ended up meeting a porn star might be for another day. It appeared that Emma started by making casual suggestions and improvements to them for the business and somehow ended up as a live in PA and it appeared now ran the business. Peter and Janet seemed to Amanda to be just the well known faces, or should it be bodies, of the business. It was clear that Emma somehow seemed to have a curious hold over them. During the dinner it became more and more obvious that Emma was considered part of the family and knew Tom well, if not intimately. It was all too clear from the conversation that Peter and Janet shared and enjoyed sexual relations with her, maybe alone and maybe even together. All of this seemed to make Emma more alluring and attractive to Amanda as they kept exchanging glances and smiles throughout the meal. Amanda had never felt this attraction to a woman before. Perhaps it was not the house that gave off the erotic vibe but Emma herself.

The dining had finished and Peter pulled his chair back away from the head of the table, everyone went silent as if this was expected.

"Well, we have had an excellent dinner, good food, quality wine and fantastic conversation", Amanda hung on every word as she found his voice so sexy. "Amanda we feel we know you much better now, not as well as we know your daughter Lucy, but I hope that will soon change" Amanda smiled coyly and Peter continued. "You are in my house and I am the Master, I would like my ladies to show you how they pay respect to me and I hope you will eventually do the same". Amanda looked puzzled and remembered Janet's words about his desire to be in control.

"Yes Master" came the unison reply from Janet, Emma and indeed Lucy.

At this point Janet rose from her chair, looked towards Peter and spoke.

"Master, I give you my body, it is yours to be taken for your pleasure", There was something robotic about her words. As she spoke she uncoupled the button at the top of her dress and undid the waist tie. The stylish white leather dress instantly fell open revealing her naked body. Amanda thought she looked amazing, perfect breasts still firm, even at her age, her slim body outlined by curves, her clean shaven pussy, all set off by the single strand of pearls. She moved towards him, stretched up and kissed him. She saw his hands reach around inside the open dress and pull her body towards him. They kissed long and hard, then, she stepped back. Amanda could not help but notice that the embrace had made her nipples stand out taught and hard. She turned and moved back to her chair.

"Master, I give you my body", she sharply turned to the other end of the table, recognising the voice. "It is yours to be taken for your pleasure", she heard her own daughter Lucy repeat the mantra. Amanda did not know how to react. She sat in silence her mouth open trying to refrain from interrupting and screaming No!

Lucy stood up as Janet had before, faced Peter and slowly lifted the bottom of her tight boob tube, pulling it up and over her head. Her breasts swung a little as they were released. Amanda had forgotten that her daughter, like her, had large areola, almost the size of drinks coasters. In the middle of the dark brown discs her nipples were already erect and excited. She walked slowly towards Peter her arms outstretched ready to embrace him at their meeting. Amanda gasped as they embraced. She was watching her daughter kissing the man who would soon be her father in law in a most intimate way. As they kissed she realised that Lucy was gyrating her latex covered hips against Peter's groin. She quickly glanced towards Tom, who sat still at the end of the table.

As Lucy stepped back, the impact of her gyrating was clear to see. The hosepipe that Amanda thought she had seen in his trousers and that Janet had confirmed as even in her exceptional experience well hung, was now pushing at the material of his trousers as if it was the centre pole holding up a tent. Like Janet before her Lucy broke the embrace, returned to her chair at the table and sat down.

Amanda looked towards Emma, waiting for her reaction. It did not take long as she pushed her chair back from the table and rose to her feet. She repeated the mantra as before. She was taking more time than the others, almost teasing Peter. Amanda was totally focused on Emma waiting in anticipation to see more of this mysterious woman to whom she had become so attracted.

Emma first brushed her long hair back so that it all hung behind her back. This accentuated the style of her top with its wide padded shoulders and deep plunging V neck. She then slowly undid the belt knotted around her waist. As she did the base of her top opened a little more. She dropped the belt on the table with a clunk and then slowly pulled open the front of her chiffon top. Amanda saw her small breasts for the first time. Her nipples were erect and hard, but tiny. In her navel a large sparkling jewel clipped through a navel ring. She moved out slowly from behind the table and walked towards Peter. Her style more laid back than the others, both her chiffon top and trousers almost flowing like water. She reached out with one arm, and pulled Peter's head towards her and started to kiss him with more passion than the other two ladies. He raised his hand and Amanda saw it disappear inside her open top. Like before he was feeling the delights his ladies were offering to him, but this time it was different.

Her free hand went straight for the front of his trousers, her fingers spreading across the raised area of his hardening cock. This time it seemed more of an even match than the Master in control. Their embrace was much longer than either Janet or Lucy and Amanda watched as her fingers openly massaged the bulge in Peter's trousers.

Finally it was Peter who pulled back and they broke their embrace. He looked flushed. Her fingers slowly walked their way up his hard length and made final little squeeze as she stepped back. She turned and started back towards her seat at the table. Amanda was worrying about what she should do next. Should she stay seated until he called her, should she stand and offer herself. She felt so aroused, Her mind was racing full of thoughts about the size of Peter's cock and Emma's half naked body, her pussy was almost leaking her love juices in a flood that must be staining either her dress or the chair seat. Her nipples were hard and tingling and her body flushed with a warm glow.

Peter lowered his gaze to engage her, she felt his piecing eyes almost burning through her body like a laser. He spoke in those deep sexy tones that made her shudder.

"Amanda, I am the Master of this House. I will ask you to submit to my power and show your respect to the Master" Amanda glanced to her right, Janet nodded towards her. She looked to her left and Lucy mouthed "Go on Mum". She looked up and across at Emma. A smile spread across her face as she formed her mouth into a bow and blew her a kiss. Amanda slowly started to lift herself out of the chair.

"Stop" shouted Peter as he pointed to her. "Sit Down". Amanda dropped back into the chair. He continued, "I said I will ask you to submit to my power, not that I do ask you". Amanda was confused and very flushed. Peter pointed to Emma. "You will take Amanda and prepare her for me. I will come to you when I am ready and not before. First I must attend to the slaves who submitted to my power and I must arrange for them their submission". The ritual continued as Peter sat down and Lucy and Janet slowly stood up again. Janet cast off her dress, leaving it flowing across the back of the chair. Lucy started to walk towards Peter. Amanda could see a dark patch on her latex trousers. She had either wet herself in fear or her pussy had leaked love juices just as Amanda had herself. The two ladies moved and stood directly behind Peter's chair like sentinels.

"Take her now" he thundered at Emma, raising an accusative finger towards her. Slowly she moved around the table and stood behind Amanda who was getting nervous. This was clearly a ritual and one that her daughter was complicit with and seemed to be enjoying.

Amanda felt the soft touch of Emma's fingers on each of her shoulders. She closed her eyes relaxing for the first time in a while. The fingers slowly ran down either side of her neck towards her chest, she felt the gentle touch as her fingers slipped inside the top of her dress eventually reaching her hard and sensitive nipples. Amanda felt the heat from her heavy breathing close to be ear.

She whispered "Come with me Amanda, let me prepare you for the Master". Amanda rose from the seat as if levitated. Emma held out her hand to her. She took hold of it and followed as Emma led her from the room back into the corridor.

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Slowly, as if she was in a trance, Emma led Amanda down the corridor, opened a door and led Amanda into a room. She turned on the light and at once Amanda realised they were in the office or study. It was a big room with wood panels, a couple of leather sofas and chairs and a large desk and two chairs situated right in the middle.

Before Amanda could take in any more, Emma closed the door, she heard what she thought was a key being turned in the lock. She looked at Emma who stood between her and the room. Emma reached forward and pushed Amanda hard back against the door, before she could take in what was happening she felt Emma's warm body pressing against her. Their lips collided as Emma started to kiss her. Emma's tongue pushed forward, splitting her lips and entering her mouth, her breath was sweet, her tongue probed like no man had ever done, their lips screwing together as Amanda started to recover and respond pushing her own tongue as close to Emma's tonsils as she could reach.

Emma was breathing heavily, she could feel this as they kissed. Hot pulses of air entered her mouth as she breathed, short and sharp giving a feeling she had never before experienced. Emma pressed hard against her body, she could feel her hard nipples rubbing against her dress as she moved her body searching out every possible stimulation.

Amanda felt powerless and excited. Thoughts of submitting to the Master were banished from her mind. Perhaps Emma was the real Mistress of the house. As they continued to kiss and their bodies gyrated, she felt Emma force her leg forward between hers. She pushed and pushed at Amanda working to open up her legs wider apart. Amanda tried to respond, to open her legs but she found it difficult. Still pushing hard, Emma started lifting and lowering her leg rocking her thigh against Amanda's pussy as she if she was a dog humping a bitch on heat. Amanda certainly felt like a bitch on heat just waiting for the dog to give her a bone. Emma kept pushing harder and harder, her breaths becoming shorter and faster. Amanda could feel their hips grinding as Emma pushed her crotch against her pelvic bone. All these were new sensations for Amanda. She had never experienced another woman so excited and so close before. She knew the signs her own body gave her when she was close to orgasm. She had experienced the different signs a man gave out as he was about to shoot. But what about this woman she was giving something very knew to Amanda.

Suddenly Emma pulled back, threw her head back and let out a scream. One hand was pushing hard into her own body at the top of her legs, replacing Amanda's pelvic bone, the other scrambling to get a hold of the door to keep her balance. Amanda watched stunned as Emma's body almost physically shook. Emma screamed, grunted and squealed as she pushed her hand harder and harder against her own slit through the chiffon. She staggered back and slumped into one of the sofas, where she continued rolling around. After what seemed like a long while, she slowly regained control of herself. She lay back on the sofa her legs wide apart, her hand still gently rubbing the area where they met. Her head lay to one side against the back of the sofa, the front of her chiffon outfit still hanging open, her bare breasts and nipples still visible.

Amanda watched in amazement at how the excitement of orgasm had almost processed Emma's body, so unlike the controlled and smart hostess. She felt herself shaking a little, not sure what to expect next but still excited by the new experience with Emma, hoping there would be more.

She sat down next to Emma on the sofa. Emma leant in and kissed her gently. They embraced and lay together in a warm shared afterglow. Amanda wanted more of this, a feeling she had never had before for a woman.

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Amanda's concentration on Emma was broken by a scraping sound from the other side of the room. She looked up and watched in amazement as a large panel in the wall slid open and there stood Peter in a short dark blue silk dressing gown, tied at the waist.

He walked forward and silently beckoned to Amanda to stand up and move forward towards him. She felt mesmerized by his stare and involuntarily started to move forward. She was about a metre away from him in the centre of the room when she heard his command.

"Stop" Amanda froze at the strength of his voice. "Emma" he continued, "Is Amanda ready to submit to my command? Have you prepared her well? Is she ready to submit to my will and become one of my trusted servants?

Amanda felt a hand again on her shoulder and felt Emma's body press against her back. She tingled every time Emma was close, such was her desire to enjoy lovemaking with her again.

"Yes master, she is ready. Her body and mind are excited. I have aroused her sexual desire. She is ready to submit to your will". Amanda caught sight of Emma moving to her side.

"Amanda, do you submit to my control? Are you ready to receive me inside your body? Peter commanded.

Amanda was trembling, not knowing what to expect next. Here she was expecting to submit to the desires of her daughter's prospective father in law. Never had she felt more sexually excited, from the moment she first met him that afternoon she had been magically drawn to him. A handsome mature man who she would lust after at any opportunity and now she was aware from his own wife about how well endowed he was, his prowess as a lover and his recovery ability. She just wanted to submit to his power, if nothing more than to see and experience his body. The last time she had seen him, not 15 minutes ago, he had stated he was going to service his other two servants his wife and her own daughter. Had this already happened? Would it affect his ability to service her?

Emma moved between them facing Amanda. She reached forward and slipped the straps from Amanda's shoulders, easing her dress down over her breasts revealing her taught and excited nipples. Amanda wiggled slowly to assist the process as Emma eased the dress down clear of her hips and let it fall to the floor.

Save for the string of pearls, Amanda stood naked in front of Emma who smiled at her. Amanda knew her pussy lips were red and puffed up from the excitement, she knew they were wet and slimy from her encounter with Emma. She knew they were ready to take whatever Peter had to offer. She heard his voice again

"Emma, step aside" he commanded "let me see my servant". Emma moved to the side between them. Amanda stood still, slightly terrified but excited. Peter continued. "Emma, you know what is next please attend to your duties".

Emma moved between them and faced Peter, obscuring Amanda's view.

Amanda did not see the actions Emma took. All she could see was the movement that indicated Emma had undone Peter's robe as it fell open. Emma moved to one side and Amanda gasped. Peter's body was fit, well toned and tanned but her eyes were drawn straight to his crotch. There hung the most amazing cock Amanda had even seen in films, magazines and certainly in the flesh. It hung semi hard but engorged with blood. Not yet erect but excited. It must have been well over a foot in length and already as thick as her tiny arms. Partly obscured by his cock hung his enormous balls, the size of small oranges. It was going to be a massive ask to take it inside her, but she was so wanting it.

"Emma prepare my servant now" commanded Peter. Emma held out her hand to Amanda. As they touched Amanda felt a tingle go through her body. Emma slowly led her across the room towards some sofas and facing them what looked like two large dentist chairs that could recline with strange platforms at the side. She encouraged Amanda to sit in one. Emma walked behind and lifted Amanda's arms one at a time and secured them into handcuffs attached to the high back of the chair. She then moved around the front and smiled. She leant in and kissed Amanda gently.

"Don't worry he is a fantastic lover" whispered Emma

"Emma silence" Peter shouted "Prepare my servant and then come and prepare me".

Emma bent down, her small breasts hanging out from the front of her open outfit. Amanda was shaking, now not so sure. She looked at Emma wanting so much embrace her, hold her close. Emma pulled her legs open and secured each ankle at the base of the chair. She was now totally at Peter's will, she could not move her arms of her legs, she could move her body a little and her head was free to move.

Emma walked back over to Peter and took his hand, she led him towards Amanda. He stopped a few feet away. Emma walked behind him and took the robe from his shoulders and folded it. Amanda's eyes were still drawn to his love blade. She knew it would hurt but she was sure it would bring so much pleasure too. Slowly Emma crouched down kneeling in front of Peter. Her hands reached for his cock and she started to massage it. Amanda was sure she could see it hardening before her eyes. Her pussy was now dripping juices, like she had never done before. She could feel the wetness seeping into the leather chair. Emma let her hands drop away from Peter's manhood. It now stood erect pointing to the ceiling, perfectly straight and with a large almost purple bulb on the end.

Emma moved slightly raised her body a little and Amanda watched as Emma started first to run her tongue along its length and then close her lips around the bulb. He cheeks hollowing as she sucked him in inch by inch.

Amanda could hear the slurping as Emma worked the cock with her mouth, tongue and fingers. She let the cock spring free and Amanda could see the dribbles of saliva dripping as the wet cock glistened. Amanda knew this would help with the initial penetration. Emma got up and Peter stood in front of Amanda.

"Amanda my servant are you ready to be penetrated" His voice was strong. Amanda nodded.

"Not good enough" he spoke with an assertive manner. "I will repeat myself. Amanda my servant are you ready to be penetrated"

"Yes, yes yes" screamed Amanda, "Please fuck me, fuck me now"

"Excellent. Emma you have prepared my new servant well. Summon the other servants". Amanda swallowed hard. The other servants so this was to be a public fucking. How would she feel being fucked in front of her own daughter. What would Lucy say? What would she do?

As Emma slid from her sight, her eyes were fixed on Peter's massive rock hard member, it glistened with pre cum and Emma's saliva. It looked amazing, just the cock she had been dreaming of all her life and soon she would be understanding what a cock that size felt like as it entered her body.

Peter was concentrating on her, his eyes burning into her body "Emma are they ready" he questioned loudly. As Amanda rolled her head to one side, the limited angle of her vision caught the sight of Lucy, naked moving towards the other chair, she smiled at Amanda

"OK mum?" she questioned.

"Silence" screamed Peter. Lucy sat in the chair as Janet came into view, wearing just her pearls. Slowly she secured Lucy to the chair in the same way as she had been secured herself. Janet remained at the head of the chair and Amanda was aware that Emma was in the same position behind her chair. She felt her soft touch on her shoulders, almost steading her, bracing her against the powerful thrust she was expecting to receive.

Lucy had her head turned towards Amanda, she had a smile on her lips as Janet started to gently rub her shoulders. Then just at the edge of her vision Amanda caught site of what must have been Tom's erect member. She gasped, it was almost the same size as Peter's, now she understood the attraction, Lucy had been getting fucked regularly by that monster. To think he had been fucking her in the bedroom next to her own, that every time they had kissed in greeting that lovely lump of cock had been only inches from her own cunt. She watched as Lucy's eyes screwed up and her mouth fell open with a heavy sigh as she saw the first few inches slide out of sight between her open legs. Then he pulled slowly back and thrust forward, Lucy let out a load wail as Tom impaled her with the full length of his love blade.

The next thing that happened would stay with her all her life. She felt the tip of Peter's cock, nuzzle up against her now sopping pussy lips. It was hard, it was big, slowly almost millimetre by millimetre it started to split her lips, it felt good as he slowly probed his way easing his cock into her wet and very ready cunt. Then all at once she felt a sensation like nothing ever before as with one hard push she felt her entire love hole become both full and totally stretched. She screamed out unaware if the sensation was pain or total pleasure. His cock had penetrated her further than ever she had felt before, but more than that it was so thick it stretched the inside of her body in an unbelievable sensation..................................

She heard Peter call out

"My servant is vanquished, her body is mine".

It was all she could do just to breathe such was the experience, slowly she felt the pain - the pleasure - the total sensation start to subside as he drew back as if air had rushed back into the vacuum his cock had created inside her. Then suddenly the sensation returned as once again the Master drove his love blade deep inside her aching body. She was sure she could see stars flashing around inside her head as she moved in whatever small way her constrained body could to try to stem the pain, increase the pleasure she had never felt such an intense sensation within her body ever before. He called out again

"My servant is conquered, her desire is for me alone"

Again the pressure he created inside her tingled throughout her body and subsided as he drew back. The forceful pumping continued, she gasped audibly each time his massive tool drove deep inside her body, each time she felt it going in deeper, harder, now each time she felt his balls brush up against her body and she knew at least she had taken his full length and that his cock had reached its final depth inside her.

Her head flopped to one side and she caught sight once again of Lucy, her daughter. Eyes closed, mouth open, grunting and moaning as Tom gave her the same treatment she was receiving from his father. This was so strange, yet unifying as mother and daughter yielded to father and son side by side. Never before, or maybe in the future to share such a unifying and sexual experience.

Slowly she became accustomed to Peter's strength, power and movement, delighting in the pleasure it was delivering. From the initial terrifying surprise to the realisation that this was a monster of a cock to be enjoyed as never before, the haze brought back Janet's words.

"It was like having an amazing lover pleasuring me. No need for fake orgasms he just blew me away. His stamina was amazing and his ability to recover unbelievable". Janet was so right, once she had adjusted to the experience, his cock was pleasuring her in a way no other had done, not just its length, its thickness but the way it created sensations within her body touching and stimulating the nerve endings inside her most private and treasured opening. His pumping was ceaseless, his stamina amazing for a man of his age, he continued to call out in triumph and slowly she knew she was coming under his spell. She was his servant, she wanted him to be pleasured by sex with her as much as he must be with Janet or Emma. She was experiencing new sensations that she wanted to stop, it was if she had drifted into a dream.

All of a sudden her dream like state was shattered as she heard a loud and what seemed painful scream. She threw her head to the side and in her vision was Lucy again this time mouth wide open, empty blank eyes staring ahead, body shaking. Tom was standing motionless, in a frozen state, from his posture his cock must have been right up inside Lucy to the hilt. He had delivered his payload right up inside her daughter. He seemed to twitch almost in an involuntary way like a robot as more cum must have been unloaded inside Lucy. She screamed out again her body convulsing like someone suffering an electric shock as an orgasm shot throughout her body.

And as if stimulated by this Peter, suddenly hit a new rhythm, pumping harder, faster calling out.

"My servant, Are you ready to totally surrender to me" He almost growled,

Amanda's response was almost detached

"Yes my master". She continued "Take my body it is for you to do as you desire. Spill your seed within my womb" The intensity of his increasingly faster and deeper penetrations was making her lose control. She screamed out again.

"Oh Master, fuck me, fuck me harder, spill your seed inside me like your son has done to my daughter . Let me taken with my daughter we are your servants".

Hardly had the last words left her lips when she felt his first shot of cum spray so deep inside her that it stimulated in places like never before. Like a jet coming from a spray head she felt the wetness inside her, again, again and again his cum shot inside her, never had such a massive load been dumped inside her body and then suddenly it all went blank as an orgasm so intense shuddered through her body and she passed out.............

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Slowly a world emerged as Amanda regained consciousness. She could hear the sound of birds tweeting, she could see light, but her eyes could not focus yet. She felt the soft touch of a hand brushing against her forehead. She felt warmth against her body, she absorbed sweet relaxing smells.

As her eyes began to focus, she could see Emma smiling, her face so close. Slowly she realised she was lying on a bed, her bed in her room, the light was streaming from the high windows, it was already morning. Emma leant in and gently kissed her lips, not in passion but affection. The taste was oh so sweet. She felt Emma's hand again brush against her forehead, she felt her hand around her waist. As her senses slowly returned she realised that Emma was not only lying next to her on the bed, she was naked.

"My lady wakes at last from her slumber". She smiled gently and kissed Amanda again. Amanda pulled her in closer wanting to feel her body closer. Emma responded her tongue probing between Amanda's lips, her small breasts squeezed hard against Amanda's ample bosom, her nipples hard like bullets. The kiss seemed to last for minutes, then Emma pulled back and their lips and bodies parted. Emma rolled onto her back almost panting trying to regain her breath.

Amanda rested on her elbows gazing at Emma. "Oh Emma", she paused her eyes sparkling "I have never, ever been made love to like that before. Never experienced a cock like Peter's ever and never in such a situation."

Emma laughed "Made love to! Wow what an expression, that was not love, it was pure lust. He fucked you and he fucked you good". Amanda looked surprised at her dirty response. Emma smiled at her. "But you are right no man fucks you like Peter fucks you. No cock ever feels the same after Peter. No other cock ever satisfies you again". She paused "That's why I am here, I love getting his cock inside me each and every day".

Amanda looked surprised. "But what about Janet doesn't she mind?"

Emma raised her eyebrows. "Yes Janet" she paused, "Does she mind? Not at all, she loves of the trappings that wealth brings and she does a good lady of the manor impression, but her sexual interest lies elsewhere. Amanda she is crazy about black cock and the porn connections provide her with as much as she can handle. So everyone is happy" she paused and looked longingly at Amanda. "Are you?"

Amanda kissed her lips lightly. "Yes, very happy, especially now I am lying here with you".

Emma rolled over on her side to face Amanda. She reached out with her arm and pulled Amanda in close. "So am I. Let's sleep a while and then see what today will bring" ..................

To be continued