Family Rituals Chapter 5

By Powerone and SummerElizabeth8

Morning Rituals

Amanda spent a long, cold night in her parent’s bed. Tied in a spread-eagle position, her only source of warmth was the quilt that her Mother had come in and thrown over her as she dozed off last night. She had no idea where her parents had slept and she couldn’t hear anyone moving around in the house. She was stiff and miserable, feeling sorry for herself and to top it all of, she had to…go. Bad. But it was Sunday and everyone was apparently sleeping.

She was still contemplating her situation when her Father and Master, strode into the room. He was totally naked, and his big, red penis was sticking jutting out in front of him. For a moment, she was afraid that he would just attack her, but it passed as he moved to untie her from the bedposts.

“Good morning baby girl,” he addressed her.

“Good morning…Sir,” she replied. She couldn’t quite bring herself to call him Master in the harsh light of day, even thought they were both completely naked.

“This morning baby girl, I want you to watch your mother’s morning ritual. It is something we do every day, and you will soon be learning how to take care of your Master in the morning,” William informed his daughter. “Go and relieve yourself, and come down the back stairs to the basement. I will meet you there. And hurry!” He emphasized.

Amanda rushed to do her Father’s bidding as she rubbed some warmth back into her hands. Peeing took a while and she thought about her Father’s instructions. They were a bit odd, but the basement held a furnished recreation-room with a sofa bed. Maybe that was where her parents had slept last night, she mused.

Amanda cleaned herself thoroughly before presenting herself to her Father. But instead of leading her into the recreation room, William led his daughter to the other side of the basement, the laundry room. He moved aside some clothes hanging on a rack against the wall, and grabbed what looked like a small handle sticking out from the paneling. Amanda had lived in this house her entire life and had never known a door to be there. She was a little taken aback.

William looked at her expectantly as she peered into the room behind the folded panel door. It was mostly dark, and she looked to her Father for reassurance. Instead, he gave her a swat on her naked ass cheek, and reminded her that she was in a hurry. She entered without demur and hoped that her Father wouldn’t punish her for questioning him.

Once in the room, she could see better and was completely astonished. The room wasn’t overly large, but it was enough, maybe 15x15. The front part served as a bedroom that was carpeted in a plush mocha colored shag. To the left there was a queen sized brass bed, the old fashioned kind with bars and finials. Two mission style night tables stood on either side of the headboard and her mother knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. There were several strange looking pieces of furniture stowed against the wall to the right that looked ominous to Amanda.

The back part of the room appeared to be tiled in beige ceramic. There were shower knobs and a head sticking out of the wall at one end, and a quick glance told her there was a drain in the floor. There were no windows, but there were several forms of lighting to illuminate the whole room if needed.

William gave Amanda a moment to take it all in before he pushed her onto her knees a few feet from her Mother. “Just watch, Amanda,” he told her. And then he turned to his wife, Theresa. Still on her knees, she had her hands clasped behind her back, her naked body waiting for whatever came next.

William toyed with his wife’s erect nipples briefly before taking a hold of the hair at the back of her head. He directed his angry looking cock right into her open mouth and held it there. Amanda wondered why her mother wasn’t sucking frantically on it like she was Evan’s cock the other night, her Father clearly needed relief. But instead, her lips were tight around his cock, his shaft inside, unmoving.

Or was she? Her Father gave a big sigh of relief and Amanda watched her Mother’s throat swallow repeatedly. But her Father couldn’t cum that quick, she knew, with so little stimulation. As her Mother started to gulp frantically, it dawned on Amanda what was going on. She was shocked!

She was actually watching her Mother drink her Father’s morning urine! Her Mother was serving her Father as a toilet, and William chuckled slightly at the undisguised look of horror on his daughter’s face. But she didn’t look away, he noted. This was one of his favorite rituals. There’s nothing more stimulating than having your slut on her knees in front of you, guzzling your piss.

She continued to watch as her mother’s gulps began to slow and until her Father had pumped his last drop into her mother’s waiting, open mouth.

“Thank you, Master,” Theresa sang pleasantly, and William smiled again. She was such an enjoyable slave slut to own.

“Go ahead, slut, but be ready when you come back,” William ordered his wife. She scrambled out of the room in a hurry and William turned to address his daughter. “Ordinarily, your mother would relieve herself in the morning before having to perform her duties but I wanted to make her squirm a bit today.” His tone to Amanda was light, as if nothing shocking or debasing had just occurred in front of her very eyes.

Her mother had just swallowed the entire contents of her Father’s bladder and it was the most humiliating thing that Amanda had ever witnessed. And to top it off, her Mother had seemed grateful to be debased in that way. Amanda couldn’t believe that she would ever respond so pleasantly to being treated in such a degrading fashion, but she knew that it was at least her fate to be used like that. She realized that she would have to start coming to terms with her fate or live a life of despair, which certainly wasn’t her nature. Her Father loomed large in front of her now, but Evan and the promise of a new life together tantalized her imagination.

She was already starting to enjoy some of the things that her Father had introduced her to. The punishment was nothing new, but there was an exciting new element to it. A bit of it dared her to disobey, just to see what else her Father and Master had in store for her. A shudder ran through her as she contemplated that, but her thoughts were interrupted by her Father.

“I see that you were somewhat repulsed by your Mother’s morning ritual,” William noted, and Amanda nodded faintly. “Your Mother didn’t like the idea at first, either,” he continued. “But in time, she has became a perfect toilet slut. She drinks my urine anytime I tell her to.” His look turned thoughtful. “Perhaps this isn’t a ritual that Evan will have you perform,” he mused. “But still you must be prepared,” he said and leered at his daughter slightly. Amanda knew that she wouldn’t be completely spared from this situation.

She was silent with her thoughts as she knelt and waited for her mother to return. William let the stillness stretch to give his daughter some time to absorb what she had seen this morning. He could see the acceptance beginning to form in her demeanor, and he wanted to savor these last few days of her innocence. Her virginity was certainly his for the taking, but he was planning a special night to initiate his daughter completely into the family ways.

At that very moment, Amanda was contemplating the very same thing. She knew that her Father would be the first to break through her hymen, but she didn’t know when. She was completely on edge that he would just pounce and force her to his will. She began to think back to the last few days, and shortly realized that her Father had taken very deliberate and calculated measures with her. Amanda began to relax as she thought maybe that she would have time to prepare herself for this major event.

She had no more time to think, however, as her Mother returned and took a position on her hands and knees on the bed. She thrust her ass cheeks high in the air, and lowered her head to the pillow in front of her. Amanda and William could see her moist slit open like a flower and dampen with her dew. Amanda could tell that her Mother was highly aroused and completely ready for whatever her Father planned to do next.

William moved towards the bed, his large prick now rock hard and demanding another type of attention. He wasted no time on preliminaries and drove himself home into his wife’s tight asshole. He met little resistance and sank in to the hilt on the first stroke. Theresa moaned at the sharp pain, but the look on her face was almost rapturous, Amanda thought. She was plainly enjoying being used by her Master, even with the pain. Or maybe because of the pain.

Amanda watched with growing interest as her Father began to slowly piston his cock in and out of her Mother’s stretched rear hole. His cock was shiny with lube and he didn’t waste any time once Theresa seemed comfortable enough. Amanda felt herself becoming aroused watching her Father take his pleasure from her Mother. She felt the wetness begin between her thighs and shuddered at the sheer voluptuousness of the lifestyle to which she was being indoctrinated. It was a life lived to the fullest for pleasure’s sake. She shuddered again.

Amanda’s Mother began making mewling noises as her Master started to pound her in the ass. She held her ass cheeks as high as she had in the beginning, but the strain was starting to show in her frame. Her knees were shaking and her lush tits quivered each time she gasped with a particularly harsh thrust in her ass. Her eyes were screwed up as if in pain, but her pussy was leaking down the inside of her thighs.

William felt himself getting close, and decided not to draw out their play this morning. He had a long day planned for his two little slaves and he wanted to get the morning ritual finished quickly. Theresa would be surprised, but he didn’t really care what she thought about that.

He started hammering at his slave’s defenseless asshole and soon he felt the breaking point, and flooded her tender ass with his sperm. Amanda trembled as her Father’s cry echoed throughout the room. Theresa continued to squirm and moan after William withdrew, but he gave her no time to think about how horny she still was. He climbed down from the bed and presented his sticky cock to her lips.

Theresa took it immediately and laved it until it was clean. Amanda watched it all, still feeling somewhat surreal, but definitely aroused. She was somewhat apprehensive when her Father turned to her, however.

“Face down, over the end of the bed,” he instructed her gently. Amanda was scared, but did as she was told. Her Father’s manner seemed tender now that his passion had been satisfied, but she knew that she would be in a very vulnerable position. Her Mother moved over and off the side as Amanda moved into her place.

She heard her Father remove something from the table drawer next to the bed and she was so tense, she jerked when she heard a snap. “Relax, baby girl,” her Father told her. Amanda obeyed and heard the snap again, this time it was followed by a cool, moist finger on her ass hole. Her Father smeared the lube around and then gently pushed his finger inside. Amanda grunted as the finger rubbed her rectum, her muscles tensed again, but this time told herself to relax, and was rewarded for her efforts.

“Good, baby girl,” William crooned to his daughter. Her ass was still clenching his fingertip held tightly, but he knew that she was trying her best to obey. He knew it would be a long time breaking her in before he could flat out fuck her ass like he had just done with her Mother. But she knew what was coming, and he was going to start that breaking in today.

William worked his finger in deeper by working it back and forth slowly. His other hand held a small anal plug, ready to replace the finger when the moment was right. “Did baby girl clean her bowels when she attended her business this morning?” His voice was soft, the question not even sounding that strange.

Amanda buried her head in the crook of her elbow in shame, but answered her Father, nonetheless. “Yes, Sir,” she replied breathlessly. Her Father’s finger in her tiny ass hole was making her so aroused, and having to respond to her Father’s mortifying question seemed to heighten her arousal.

William couldn’t feel any obstructions with his finger, so he pulled it out and spread the plug lightly with lube. Spreading her cheeks with one hand, he lined up the tip of the plug with her tiny little hole, and started working it in, just as he had done with his finger.

Amanda held as still as she could, barely daring to breathe. It didn’t really hurt…just felt really strange. She felt stretched and stuffed, and she was afraid that she would make an unexpected mess. But Daddy…Master seemed to know what he was doing, and she reminded herself to calm down.

William took his sweet time. Partially to let her get used to it, and partially because he loved having her be so submissive to him. To watch her little brown hole stretch to receive whatever he decided to put in. He had been waiting a long time for this. The small plug moved in and out, her anal ring stretched tightly around it.

When William started to work in the flared base of the plug, Amanda began to whine and squirm. It was beginning to really hurt, now, and all she could think about was getting that…that…thing out of her backdoor hole. When the tears started, William grinned at his wife.

Theresa was staring with rapt attention at the proceedings between her husband and daughter. Being an only child, she had only experienced, but never witnessed another’s training. She was captivated just watching the plug slowly disappear into her Daughter’s virgin ass. She had seen many sluts get fucked and used over the years, but this was a first for the Mother of this tender new slave slut.

When the plug was fully seated, William gave his Daughter’s wet pussy a few slow strokes, and then lightly slapped her on the ass to indicate he was done. Amanda sat up and sniffled, not meeting either of her patent’s eyes.

“You will wear that until I take it out. Go and take a shower and get ready for church,” William told his daughter.

Church? Amanda thought, wildly. She was going to have to wear this thing in her ass to church? She was horrified. Evan would be there. Did he know what was being done to her? What if she couldn’t hold it in? She was scared, but did as she was told. She heard her Mother start the shower in the room behind her as she left.