[FICTION] Sister's Sleepover T or D

[ShinyDemon]

Wow - so many comments and reads after part fourteen, so that installment must have been especially well received.
There's just a couple of points I'd like to address before the next installment.

Waffle_amazing raised the fair point of, "If it's her party, how come there are no presents or cakes ?" - a good point indeed, and one that I admittedly had overlooked. All that I can say is that, due to the parents getting called away urgently, they did not have time to get or bake a cake (or perhaps it's in the fridge awaiting a later installment ?!?!), and the presents will no doubt be hidden somewhere. As for the friends, I'm guessing that they gave Sarah the presents earlier in the evening, whilst Steve was in his room playing XBox. (Phew... I think I got around that one !!)

Also, a couple of members asked why the characters in this story are so young. As you may have noticed from the earlier installments, I intentionally have left much of the detail out of the story, (e.g. there is no mention where these characters live, or even what country), as I like to leave this up to your imagination. I considered leaving the ages out too, but felt that this would have left too much information out. The ages of 12 - 16 reflects, from my own experiences, the ages of a mixture between both innocence (clearly not in these girls cases though !), and sexual exploration where you can ask and try so much more without fear of the consequences. Whilst I realise that this may appeal more to some people, and less to others, I'm sure that most will be able to relate to the idea of this.
Anyway, I hope that clears things up a bit, and let's proceed with...


PART XV

Ed left me and the girls in the bathroom whilst he disappeared through the door and down the stairs towards the living room. I stayed to watch three of the girls as they continued to shower and wash themselves. My sister, on the other hand, had gone over to the sink and was frantically brushing her teeth after having two loads of cum shot into her mouth and down her throat. She spat the mixture of foamy toothpaste and cum into the sink, then reached for the mouthwash in order to get rid of the taste.

The girls in the shower finished and stepped out, and I was about to take the opportunity to shower myself, as I still had my own dried cum from earlier all over my body, over my face and in my hair. However as I ws about to step into the shower cubicle, Ed shouted out from downstairs, "Come down here... now."

The girls, although still wet, didn't hesitate and left the bathroom. Even though I was not one of the slaves, I instinctively followed - Ed had a certain air of authority in his voice that just made me need to comply.
As we reached the living room, I noticed that Ed had obviously been into my room, as my quilt was laying in the middle of the room.

"Ok, I want two of you to lay on your backs on the quilt." he said. Ed looked at me and smiled. Jo and Bex were the "lucky" volunteers who took up the requested position on the quilts and they laid there side by side. From a bowl on the side, Ed produced two "Fruity Pops" - these were fruity ice lollies that were about eight inches long, no stick and sealed in a plastic cover - I'm sure that you've seen the type. Ed started to unwrap them and approached Bex and Jo, who were looking somewhat nervous by now. He knelt down next to Jo, and asked casually, "Orange or Lime ?"
"Lime..." Jo replied hesitantly, as Ed totally removed the lime lolly from its wrapper. Whilst still holding the lolly, he gently prized apart Jo's legs, and manouvered himself between them. Then, ever so gently, he began rubbing the ice cold lolly around her vagina. He motioned for me to come across, and he gave me the orange lolly. I knew to follow his lead, so I positioned myself between Bex's legs.
Whilst I was unwrapping the lolly, Jo was gasping as the ice cold lolly teased her opening. I finally got mine unwrapped, and began to copy Ed's lead, rubbing and teasing Bex's most senstitive area with the orange lolly.

As I looked over at Ed, he was now beginning to slide the lolly into Jo's pussy. Again, I copied and positioned my lolly against Bex's opening, and began pushing it into her very, very slowly. The feeling of being penetrated by something so icy cold obviously caused a mixture of both pain and pleasure sensations to the girls, as both begain gasping almost immediately. We both slid the lolly in and out a couple of times, and the heat being generated from within the girls bodies was obviously causing the ice pops to begin melting. It was at this point, Ed moved away from between Jo's legs. I was a bit confused, as I thought that we would be using these impromptu dildos to get the girls off. However as he approached Claire and simply asked, "Orange or Lime ?", I knew that I should have trusted Ed's judgement.
Claire, quite confidently, said "Lime", and without being told she positioned herself where Ed had been only moments before, between Jo's legs. Without need for further instructions, she lowered herself and began licking and sucking the lime ice lolly that was poking out of her friends hole.
Ed simply needed to look at Sarah, and she too walked over to where I was, between Bex's legs. She looked at me, and I moved out of the way, allowing my sister to take up the position.

As Ed and I watched, Claire and Sarah licked and sucked at the ice pops, and the mixture of juices that were trickling out of Jo and Bex's pussies. For the umpteenth time this evening, I was watching a live sex show that was so hot and erotic. I noticed that my dick was standing erect again, event though I had only recently exploded into my sisters mouth. I looked down at Ed, and noticed that he was in a similar stance.

Soon, the ice lollies had completely melted, and the girls had their tounges inside of their friends licking out the last of the juice, whilst Bex and Jo were writhing in pure pleasure.

I was interested to know what Ed had in store for the girls next, and new it was only a matter of time before I found out...


TO BE CONTINUED...

[ShinyDemon]

Wow... I'm truely honoured by all your praise for this story - in fact my head is getting a bit big now, so you'd better ease up ;o)
Actually, only joking - I love it. It is especially nice to recieve the comments from new members.

I've had a couple of requests to repost this story on other story sites. After careful consideration, I've decided to decline these requests for the timebeing. I discovered getdare.com by accident, but was glad that I did as the stories on here were original and generally well written. The site layout is good, and the members are all very friendly. Therefore this story will remain exclusive to getdare.com until at least 2009, so get your friends to visit the site, sign up and have fun !!

Anyway, enough political banter... onto the bit you've been waiting for...


PART XVI

Even after Claire and Sarah had stopped licking Bex and Jo’s slits, it was quite some time until their orgasms subsided.
After having the combination of ice cold lollies and warm tongues inside them, both Bex and Jo really needed to go to the toilet. I realised that I too needed to go, as I had not gone since before the game started. However as they sat up to go, Ed stopped them.
“Just where do you think that you’re going ?”, he asked them.
“We really need to go to the bathroom.” Bex replied.
“I don’t think so – I’m sure you can hold it in for a little whilst,” said Ed, “as we’ve got to repay Claire and Sarah for making you so hot and sweaty.”

Ed then ordered both Claire and Sarah to lay on their backs where the other two girls were laying moments before.
“This time,” Ed explained, “I’ll team up with Bex, and Steve will team up with Jo. Both teams will work together to make their ‘victim’ have as many orgasms as they can.”
There was no discussion as to who would get each victim. Instead, Ed just knelt down next to Claire, followed by Bex. This left me and Jo with my sister, Sarah.
Despite all the previous events of this evening, I was still uncomfortable with touching my sister. The fact that this was such a taboo played on my mind, but it also made it so much more exciting.
I exchanged glances with my sister, from which I detected that she had similar feelings – both the fact that this was wrong, but that it really turned her on.
Jo must have noticed us looking at each other and, as if to ‘help’ our situation, she moved round and positioned herself above my sister’s head. Then, very slowly and carefully, lowered herself, planting her pussy right on my sister’s face.
Ed noticed this, and simply said, “Damn, girl – how much licking do you need ?”
Jo just smiled back at Ed as my sister’s tongue obviously went to work again. Whether it was intended as such or not, it did help with my predicament. With my sister’s face now disappeared between Jo’s crotch, I was now looking only at a beautiful girls body – the fact it belonged to my sister now seemed distant.
Jo leaned forward slightly, and began massaging and rubbing my sister’s breasts, whilst I started running my fingers over her thighs and tummy.
My fingers drew imaginary circles around her belly button, then slowly I ran them down, over her freshly shaved pubic area and along her slit.
By now, my sister was really wet down there, and I easily slid my middle finger between her pussy lips. Slowly I pushed further in, past my knuckle and soon my whole finger was inside her.
I moved my digit in a circular motion, exploring her soft vaginal walls. As I explored, Sarah began breathing heavily. I felt a nubbin at the top of her vagina, which prompted a reaction as I stroked it. Slowly I began sliding my finger in and out of her, causing the breathing to become more rapid.
After a few minutes of exploring, I removed my finger, causing my sister to arch her back. She couldn’t move too much, as her face was still wedged under Jo.
I reinserted two fingers this time, and again began sliding them in and out. Juices were flowing out of her gap every time I pulled my fingers out, dripping down onto my quilt.
Glancing across, I saw that Ed was busy licking Claire’s nipples, whilst Bex’s tongue was busy at Claire’s pussy lips.
Claire was also writhing in ecstasy as these two were working on her.

Looking back at my sister and Jo, they both had sweat dripping off them. Jo was experiencing yet another orgasm, and I could see juices running down my sister’s chin.
“Use… your… tongue…” gasped Jo. I thought that she was talking to my sister, but that seemed illogical as, from Jo’s reaction, she was already doing a great job at that.
“Use….. your….. tongue……” repeated Jo. I then realised that this was directed at me. Without even hesitating, I removed my fingers from my sisters slit, and lowered my face to her opening.
As I got closer, I noticed my sister’s aroma, and this turned me on even more – if that was possible.
I started licking the juices from around her pussy, then slid my tongue along her slit. My mouth filled with her distinct taste, which was totally different from the other girl juice I had experienced earlier in the night.
Then, much to my sister’s surprise, I darted my tongue deep inside her pussy. I heard a noise originating from her face, but as it was still buried deep inside Jo’s legs, it was difficult to distinguish what it was meant to be. However, as my tongue moved in and out of her pussy, I could feel the walls of her passage contracting, almost pleading with my tongue to stay in there.
I lost all track of time as I pleasured my sister with my tongue. Occasionally I felt my sister’s hands hold the back of my head, and push my face hard onto her crack. Her body throbbed, pulsed and writhed with each orgasm that she had, and her sweat dripped from her body.

The next thing that I was aware of was the sound of clapping. I pulled myself away from my sister’s body and looked up. It took a few seconds to adjust myself to the light, but as I did I was horrified. Bex was still working on Claire, but Ed was now standing, watching us.
Had he just been watching, I wouldn’t have minded, but in his hand he was holding his mobile phone. It was not just any mobile phone, but one with a video capture utility, and it was pointing directly at us. He had already filmed Bex and Claire together, but now he was zooming in on me, Jo and my sister.
Jo also noticed, and screamed as she jumped up and tried to find cover.
Of course, now that my sister was free – although still experiencing orgasms, she looked over, giving Ed the perfect picture of us both.

“This could come in VERY handy later…” he laughed.



TO BE CONTINUED…

[ShinyDemon]

Hello again... and sorry to keep you all waiting for so long for the next installment. I've had a lot of comments and feedback since the last part, including my first negative one ! This came as quite a shock, as the reader was deeply offended by this story, saying that this was describing statutory rape and abuse. I would like to stress that this is FICTION.. i.e. not true / made up. I would also like to stress that I, in no way, condone any acts against another person that would result in physical or psychological harm - in real life I even object to name calling !
If I wrote a crime story or a novel about a murder or serial killer, would that make me one, or would I be condoning it ? Of course not.

Anyway, enough mumblings.... other than to say, if you are easily offended, please do not read this story... (although if you're already this far into it, it's probably a bit late to say that ;o) )


PART XVII

“You bastard !” I yelled at Ed. “You can’t take photo’s – that’s an unwritten rule… everyone knows that.”
The girls agreed, and backed me up – although my sister was in too much of a daze to argue much.
“I wasn’t taking photos… it was video… and I guess that I’m the one making all the rules now !” Ed replied, smirking. “Besides, it was you who tried to trick me into this game in the first place.”
“I was made to…” I replied, “but you seemed quite willing !”, I continued, trying to put in a good argument.
“Whatever…” Ed retorted.
“What else do you want us to do ?” Claire asked. “We’ve already been willing slaves up to now.”
“Ah yes, but it’s nearly midnight and the game is due to end. I’d like to carry this on another time. Also, now I have FIVE willing slaves, don’t I Steve ?” Ed looked at me as he said this.
“Delete the fucking video !” I snarled back at him, trying to sound a lot harder than I actually was. I also lunged from my present position between my sisters legs towards him. He took a step back out of the way.
“That might not be a good idea. I may accidentally send this video to someone if you try that again. So, have I got five willing slaves then ?”
I resigned myself to my fate – I had already been a slave once tonight, and after being in control for a whilst (albeit Ed was still the one in control, but I felt as though I had power), I was now back as a humble slave.
“Fine,” I agreed. “But if you show that video to anyone, I’ll…”
“You’ll what ?” Ed asked, somewhat bemused. I realised that I didn’t actually have any leverage at all. I had no blackmail material on Ed, and not even any juicy gossip that could prove useful. Ed was also stronger than I was, so the threat of physical violence was out of the question.
When I didn’t answer, Ed just smiled a victors smile.

“Oh, I’ve just realised that we haven’t sung ‘Happy Birthday’ to you yet, Sarah.” Ed said, sounding very friendly again. “I’ll be right back… don’t go anywhere…” he said as he disappeared into the kitchen.
A few moments later he was back with the cake that my mum had been preparing earlier today. Unfortunately, due to the bad news and the fact that she had to rush off, the cake was unfinished and was just a plain chocolate sponge.
“Damn… it’s not iced yet.” Ed said. “Oh well, no worried, I’m sure that Stevie-Boy and I can do that for you, and I’m sure that you girls wouldn’t mind ‘giving us a hand’ ?” he continued, laughing at his own bad joke.
He put the cake down on the coffee table and stood in front of it. He motioned for me to stand opposite him.
“Ok, two girls on each of us, and you’re going to pump lots of ‘icing’ onto the cake.” Ed instructed.
Sarah and Bex stood next to Ed, and immediately began pumping his cock. Jo and Claire came and stood next to me. Jo started masturbating me, whilst Claire began massaging my balls.
Even though both Ed and I had cum numerous times this evening, it wasn’t too long before we had both shot a fresh load of warm, sticky cum over the top of the sponge cake.
Ed then made us continuously sing “Happy Birthday” to my sister, whilst he went and got a kitchen knife, and cut the entire cake into five large slices.
After the third or fourth time of singing the repetitive song to my sister, we were allowed to stop.
“Ok, eat up… but just one slice each.” Ed joked.
Each of us battled to try and get the slice with the least amount of cum on, but Ed had anticipated this and had spread the cum roughly evenly over the top of the cake.
Also each slice was a similar size, so there was not much of an escape.
We each took a slice and ate it. A couple of the girls ate small pieces at a time, trying to get more of the chocolate sponge than the cum glazing.
I decided to get it out of the way as quickly and painlessly as I could, so I took large bites. It actually didn’t taste too bad – my mum had fortunately used vast amounts of cocoa and chocolate chips which overpowered the salty cum taste.
Ed stood smiling, watching us until every last piece of cake had been consumed.

There were just five minutes left until midnight now, and that would officially mark the end of the game – however due to the recent developments I was unsure what would actually happen…


TO BE CONTINUED…

[ShinyDemon]

Hello again... and sorry for leaving it so long for this next installment.

Firstly, thank you again for all your messages, comments and support - especially regarding the negative rep I received last time. Also a big welcome to truthdevil - a new member to the site.

Sadly, I am nearing the end of this story (don't worry - still a couple of installments to come yet). The truth is that I am running out of ideas, and don't want the quality to fall. The good news, however, is that I am already coming up with ideas to a sequel !! I can't say too much about it yet, but hope that it will be as popular as this one has proved. The characters will be the same, and it will follow on directly from this story.

Anyway, onto...


PART XVIII

Ed continued to smile at us all as we sat there naked, wiping the cake crumbs from our faces.
Claire glanced at the clock and noticed that there was only a couple of minutes left until midnight. Ed noticed her, and before she could even say anything, he said, “Don’t worry about that. We’ve got plenty of time yet.”
“But the game ends at midnight !” Claire tried to argue.
“Don’t you remember the agreement ? As I guessed the word that you wrote down, you all had to be my slaves… for the rest of the night !”
Claire thought back, as did I, trying to recall what had actually been agreed. Ed was right – during the original game, the dares lasted until midnight. However when Ed made the rule about guessing the word, he had indeed used the phrase ‘for the rest of the night’.
Just to put emphasis on the position, Ed added, “Besides, with this video I’ve got of you all, I think I’ll make you my slaves for as long as I want.”
I had known Ed for quite some time, and it was sometimes difficult to know when he was joking and when he was being serious. He also had a very dark sense of humor, and the two of these features could prove very confusing to fathom out what he was thinking sometimes. I could often guess and, if forced to guess at his way of thinking at this present time, I would have to say that he meant what he was saying.

Whilst we tried to comprehend what lay in store for us, Bex raised her hand like she was in class.
“What is it Bex ?” asked Ed.
“Please, sir. I really, really need to go to toilet.” Bex replied. It had seemed that she was purposely playing the submissive role, but she spoke for all of us. My bladder was close to bursting point.
“Hmmm, you’re right… and I do love the way you asked. Ok, everyone back up to the bathroom – but no one is to use the toilet just yet ! I’ll be up in just a minute.”

We all ran up the stairs and into the bathroom. As we stood there, we all looked at the toilet, and it just aggravated our bladders even more knowing that we could not yet use it.
After four or five minutes, Ed appeared. In his hand were some long cable ties that my mum kept in the kitchen drawer and used for various household projects.

“Now, which one of you disobeyed me earlier ? Who didn’t swallow all of Stevie’s cum ?” Ed said, mockingly.
“Ah, yes, the Birthday Girl ! As promised, Sarah, you will now be punished for your disobedience, and as an example for the rest of my lovely slaves.”

Ed instructed Sarah to kneel down in the bathtub. She did as Ed asked. Ed then fastened a cable tie around each of Sarah’s wrists, then a third between the other two, securing her hands behind her back.
He then gently guided her forward, so that she was lying face down in the bath. He allowed her to get comfortable, then proceeded to secure further cable ties around her ankles.
Finally, Ed looped together five or six ties, then looped them between the cables securing her wrists and ankles, leaving my sister in a hogtied position, face down in my bath.
Next, Ed put the plug in the bath. By this time I was getting very concerned, as I’m sure that she was. I knew that Ed wouldn’t hurt or try and drown my sister, but this looked as though it could get out of hand.
Fortunately Ed did not turn on the taps, as I thought in the back of my mind he might. Instead, he stood up and simply said to my sister, “Piss yourself.”
“What ?!” my sister replied, looking horrified.
“You heard me… piss yourself… now. If you don’t, we’ll help.” Ed replied.
We watched and waited for a few minutes, and despite my sisters best efforts she couldn’t pee herself in front of us all.
“Bex and Jo… tickle her until she pees.” Ed commanded.
Both girls knelt down next to the bath, and began to tickle my sister in all the spots that they had access to. Bex concentrated on Sarah’s back, bottom and sides, whilst Jo went straight for her feet – knowing how ticklish my sister was there.
My sister screamed and squirmed as the punishment continued, and before long a jet of warm piss appeared from between my sisters legs. It splashed on the surface of the bathtub, then ran down and accumulated at the plug hole, right in front of my sisters face.
The girls stopped their tickling, and my sister looked at the pool of pee right in front of her.
She kept her head raised, but her hair was already dipping in the pool.
“Claire – straddle Sarah and piss on her.” Ed commanded.
Claire didn’t argue, and no sooner had she positioned herself, a stream of pee was flowing over my sisters backside, running off her smooth skin and onto the floor of the bath.
“Bex – you’re next.” Ed said, and again Bex positioned herself over my sister. Within a few moments, her piss was merging with the rest in the ever deepening pool.
Jo was next up, and she pissed over my sisters shoulders. Sarah gasped as the warm fluid ran down her back and sides.
Ed looked at me, and said, “Steve, give your sister’s hair a piss shampoo.”
I chose not to get into the bathtub, as the whole floor of the tub now had urine in it. Instead, I stood at the side, and pointed my penis at her head. As I relaxed, a jet of urine spurted out and hit the side of my sister’s head, right about ear level. I moved slightly to ensure that I gave her hair a good covering, almost scared of what would happen if I didn’t.
As my stream ended, my sister turned to look at me, just in time for a last squirt to hit her on the cheek.
Ed also needed to empty his bladder, and covered any area of my sisters head that I had missed, and also filling up the bath a little further.

Now that we were all done, Ed told my sister to relax, and that she would be there for some time. My sister, now knowing that resisting this was futile, accepted her fate, and carefully lowered her head and rested it sideways on the floor of the bath.
The urine level was between half and one inch, so the side of her face was covered, although there was no risk of drowning or swallowing any.

Ed ushered the rest of us out of the bathroom and back downstairs – leaving my sister to soak in her own, and the rest of our, juices.

TO BE CONTINUED…

[ShinyDemon]

It's that time again !!! Time for another installment !

Thanks yet again for all the very flattering comments. I know that not everyone enjoyed the last part with the watersports in - as I've mentioned in a post above, it's not something that appeals to me either, but I wanted to include it for the readers to do enjoy it. I was planning on leaving "Sarah" in the bath for the whole night, but due to popular demand (see - I do listen to you ;o) ) Ed has agreed to show some mercy.


As this story winds down - just a couple more posts left - the story is leading onto a sequel. I was considering just continuing this thread, but it really has become very long - in fact the most read story on here, so a huge thank you again. By starting a sequel on a new thread, it will be easier to pick up where you've left off, and will also be equally good as a stand alone story (hopefully !).

Without further ado, here's...


PART XIX

Once we were all back in the living room, Ed had us all stand in a line facing him – “like obedient little slaves” as he put it.

“I want you all to go and get your phones and hand them to me, then return to your current position.” Ed said, as he sat in the chair.
The girls all headed towards the discarded pile of clothes and accessories, whilst I went to my room to retrieve mine. I heard Ed ask one of the girls to also fetch my sisters phone too, which was also in the pile of clothes.
When I returned, I handed my phone to Ed, who now had quite a collection. He was scrolling through Jo’s contact list, and taking notes of some names and numbers. I saw that he already had some numbers under Bex’s name, and continued this procedure with all of our phones whilst we stood watching him.

“You’ve all been very compliant, and for that I thank you.” Ed said, addressing the group of us. “I’d like to say that things will get easier from this point on… but that would be lying. What I won’t lie about is that I will give you all challenges and dares to complete over the next few months. They may involve just yourselves, each other or maybe even other people, but whatever I command you to do, you will do it without question.
Do I make myself clear ?”

We all nodded.

“Needless to say that I’ve already got more than enough video evidence on my phone to totally humiliate any or all of you should you fail to comply with my demands, but I’d like some nice stills, and some close up shots to add to my collection. Any complaints ?”

We just all stood there, shaking our heads.

Ed stood up and moved along the line, taking several photos of each of us – full frontal, side on and close ups of the girls tits and pussies, and of my dick, which he made me pump until it was erect again.
He then made us pose in more explicit ways – the girls kissing each other on the lips, boobs and pubic area, and then made them lay back and spread their pussy lips whilst he zoomed right in on them.
For me, he made me kneel down and take his cock in my mouth, and got Jo to take several photos of that. There was no risk of him cumming again, this was purely for the camera.

After the photoshoot, he returned to his chair and sat down. He then proceeded to tell us exactly what he was doing.

“Just so you know that I’m not bluffing,” he said, tapping away at his phone, “I’m sending a photo of each of you to someone in your contacts list. Don’t worry – you will not be identifiable in them as I’m only sending the close ups – and I’m sending it from my phone with the number withheld, so it really is anonymous.”
“Bex, your friend John now has a photo of your pussy.” Ed said. Bex blushed, but was relieved that at least she could not be identified from it.
“Jo – your older brother has just received a picture of your slit, and Claire, a picture of your tits has just been sent to your dad.” Even though Claire’s photo was also anonymous, she looked horrified at the thought of her dad seeing her breasts.
“Don’t worry Steve – I haven’t forgotten you. A picture of your dick has been sent to Faye.”
Faye was a gorgeous girl that I have had a crush on for years. I had often fantasised about one day Faye seeing my dick, but not under these circumstances.

Ed spoke again. “As I’ve said, these pictures were all unidentifiable, but failure to complete my instructions may result in the other photos, or the video, being sent to someone else. Everyone understand ?”

Again, we just all nodded.

“Good. Now, Steve and Bex, you may go and release Sarah. Explain to her what I have just told you, whilst you clean her up. You may allow her to shower, but she must not wash herself – you two must wash her.”

We both headed upstairs to the bathroom and opened the door. As we entered we were both hit by the pungent smell of urine. My sister looked up at us with a glimmer of hope as we cut the cable ties and released her.

As we washed and showered Sarah, we explained what had been said downstairs, and that Ed had sent pictures of us to our friends and family. Sarah looked really worried, until we said that no one would know it was us.

Once Sarah was washed and dried, we returned downstairs. Ed was busy fondling Claire, whilst Jo watched, but had obviously also endured the same ritual.

When Ed saw us, he stopped and returned to his chair. We stood in line, without even being asked.

“Welcome back, Sarah. I trust that your brother and friend have told you what’s been going on during your soak ?” Ed said.

“Yes,” replied Sarah, full of humility.

“Good. I also see that your nice and clean now. Are you prepared to obey me totally from now on, without question ?”

”Yes.” Sarah said, with her head bowed.

“Excellent. Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m totally spent, and need a good night’s rest. Claire and Sarah, you will join me in Steve’s bed. Jo, Bex and Steve can sleep in Sarah’s bed. No clothes for anyone, and everyone MUST share the same bed !” Ed said.

With that, we proceeded to head off to the individual bedrooms, turning off the lights as we went…



TO BE CONTINUED…

[ShinyDemon]

Sorry for the short delay in coming up with this part - things have been a bit hectic in the past week or so.

There were some interesting theories as to what will happen in the future story after the last post, but you'll just have to wait and see.

This part is the morning after the night before, and is yet another part closer to the end of this story... although it is also a part closer to the sequel !!

Enjoy...


PART XX

It was really strange walking into my sister’s bedroom, along with two of her best friends and all of us totally naked. I had never noticed how ‘girlie’ the room actually was, with the pink on the walls and on the quilt cover, along with the purple and lilac decorations. Even her dressing table had various girlie items scattered all over it – many of them were also pink.

Ed had already told us to leave the bedroom door open and light on, in case he “wanted to check on us”, so we climbed into the small bed. I was in the middle, with Jo on one side and Bex on the other. It was a tight squeeze – this bed was intended for one, not three, and this would ensure that we would all be snuggled up all night.
We could hear voices coming from my room, and I wondered if Ed would do anything else with my sister and Claire.

Jo shifted up in the bed, resulting in the quilt stopping around her navel, and leaving her breasts in line with my head, which was still on the pillow.

“I was just wondering,” she began, “if you both enjoyed tonight as much as I have ?”

This question made me think. I certainly had enjoyed most of what had gone on tonight, but there were a few things that I really didn’t want to do.

Bex chirped up, “I did. I’ve never had as many orgasms as I have done tonight ! I didn’t like peeing on Sarah though, and I’m just glad that John doesn’t know who’s in that photo that Ed sent.”

“I agree,” I agreed, “Most of it has been fun, but I’m worried what Ed is going to get us to do next – now that he has those photos and videos.”

We continued to chat for a little whilst, but I really was totally worn out after such a physically and mentally draining night, and before long we were all sleeping.

The next morning, Ed came into the room to wake us. Ed, by now, was fully dressed, but he was accompanied by my sister and Claire who were still naked.

“Come on sleepy heads – we’ve got a busy morning ahead of us !” Ed yelled, ensuring that we were all awake. He then ripped off the quilt, exposing each of our naked bodies yet again. I, of course, was showing ‘morning glory’, and this did not go unnoticed by my friend.
“Ooh – looks like we’re going to have to do something about that !” he joked. “Everyone downstairs in five minutes.” And with that he disappeared, leaving the five of us in my sisters room.

The girls talked amongst themselves whilst we mustered the energy and motivation to get up, and needless to say the conversation was dominated by the previous nights events. As instructed, though, we were all downstairs in the living room before the five minute deadline was up.

“Look at this place – it’s a mess ! You lot get tidying whilst I prepare you breakfast” Ed said. It was good to know he looks after his ‘slaves’, and he was right – the place was quite a mess from the night before, with discarded bottles, food and clothes littering the place.

Ed kept checking up on us, and when he was satisfied, he announced that “breakfast was served”.

We all proceeded into the dining room, where the table had been set out for five. We sat down, and Ed told us that breakfast would consist of cereal and milk, along with toast and spread.
He then presented a bowl of cornflakes in front of each of us, and put a large jug of milk in the centre of the table.

I was starting to wonder who was actually who’s slave at this point, as Ed seemed to be waiting on us. However once we’d all poured the milk onto our cereal, Ed announced that he’d added his own ‘special ingredient’ to the milk. None of us had any doubt as to what that would be. Fortunately the ratio of the ‘ingredient’ to the milk meant that it was fairly tasteless, although the thought that – yet again – I was eating cum played on my mind with every mouthful.

Once we had all finished the cereal, Ed gave us all a slice of toast. He then announced that, unfortunately, we were out of butter, so we would all have to produce our own spread. He then made each of the girls move their chair away from the table and spread their legs wide so that we could watch them masturbate.
After about five minutes, he ordered me to stand and wank myself off until I came, and when I did it all had to land on my slice of toast. The girls continued to masturbate whilst I did this, and this meant that I didn’t last long. Within a couple of minutes I was shooting my warm cum all over my toast.
Ed was moving between the girls, inserting a finger or two into each of their pussies and scooping out their juices, then wiping them onto their slices of toast. He also made a special point of ensuring I got a sample of each girl on my toast, then he wiped some of my cum off my slice and onto each of theirs.

We were then all instructed to eat our slice of toast – which I can say was quite a taste experience !


TO BE CONTINUED…

[ShinyDemon]

Nearly there... just one last part after this one, which will be kind of an epilogue rounding off the story. Once again, thank you all for your continued support...

Part XXI

Once we had all consumed the breakfast, Ed had us all remain sitting around the table, except for my sister whom he had clean the table and rinse the plates.

Once she had finished, she was told to retake her seat.

"Congratulations - you have all done exceedingly well up to now, but as I said last night, you will continue to be my slaves until I say otherwise." Ed said, looking at us all. Just to reinforce his message, he added, "You know the consequences of non compliance !"

"What about if other people are around ?" Bex asked, which was actually an important question to raise.

"Again, you'll do exactly as I say." Ed replied, but then after a few moments pause added, "but to save any awkward questions when others are around, I'll ask you 'Truth or Dare', to which you will answer 'Dare'... then you will do whatever I ask. Is that clear ?"

We all nodded in unison, although if the others were as concerned as I now was, the nodding didn't necessarily mean that we agree. Doing dares within the group was one thing, but Ed was now considering the possibility of humilliating us in front of other people ! This could be bad... very bad.
Before I could get too concerned over this, the telephone rang. I looked at Ed - almost for permission to answer it. He just looked back at me and said, "Well, go on then !"

I rushed over and answered the phone - it was my mum. It started like any phone call from a concerned mother to her child, checking that everything is ok, however after a minute or so, Jo came over to where I was standing. She knelt down, and gently placed my cock in her mouth and began sucking. My dick immediately began to spring to life, despite emptying it's contents just before breakfast. Ed, my sister and her other friends had now also appeared, and were watching me as I desperately tried to concentrate on the telephone conversation. After the previous nights activities, Jo had become quite an expert at sucking dick, and she rolled my penis around with her tongue.
My mum was explaining that my grandad's condition was stable, but still serious. My father would be staying with him for the next few days, but she was returning today to look after us and the house. I tried to speak, but it was difficult to concentrate and talk considering the situation that I was in. I glanced across and saw my sister smiling at my predicament and, almost instinctively, asked my mum if she wanted to speak to Sarah. Of course, the answer was yes, and I handed the phone to Sarah. I could now focus on matters in hand - or mouth as it happened. However once I had given the phone to Sarah, Ed tapped Jo on the shoulder and told her to stop - much to my disappointment.
Instead, he went over to my sister and started to stroke her pussy. The effect was almost immediate, as she gasped at his first touch. Slowly he rubbed and slid a finger inside of her as she stood there talking to my mum. My mum had obviously picked up on my sisters reaction, as my sister said that "she felt a bit queezy... must have eaten too much birthday cake", which my mum appeared to have accepted.
Ed continued to rub, forcing my sister to bite her bottom lip and clench her fist in her mouth to stop other sounds of ecstacy escaping her.
Finally, my sister said, "Ok then... see you later.... love you too", and hung up the phone, nearly collapsing in the nearby chair.

Ed laughed, and quite unexpectedly every one of us joined in. My sister said "Phew... that was sooo close !"

The atmosphere changed at that point - no longer was it oppressive, and although we were still under Ed's complete control, it just seemed a lot more relaxed.

We sat around chatting, like any group of friends would... except that five of us were naked and only one was dressed. Ed reassured us all by saying that whatever he would get us to do, he will not intentially get us into trouble or harm, and indeed would look out for us.

After about half an hour of this banter, the conversation was interuppted by the door bell. I glanced through the window, and noticed that it was our paper boy, collecting the weeks money. I told Ed not to worry, and he would come back tomorrow, but Ed decided to put his new powers to the test. He asked my sister, "Sarah, Truth or Dare ?". As planned, my sister replied "Dare", and Ed said, "You are to answer the door to the paperboy... naked !"
My sister jumped up from her chair and ran to the door, appearing to be quite excited by the challenge. It may be due to the fact that our paperboy was in the year above her at school, and I knew that she liked him.
I watched out of the window, as I heard our front door open.
"Hi, I'm here for the..." I heard, as his face simultaniously changed from a mundane smile to complete shock. Unlike when I had been forced to answer the door naked to Ed, my sister had obviously not hidden behind it.
"Paper money ?" I heard my sister ask. The paperboys expression didn't change, other than he nodded.
"I'll just get it... don't go anywhere," my sister said.
My sister reappeared in the living room, and asked me if mum had left the money. I smiled and pointed at the small pile of change that mum always left on the fireplace for the papers.
My sister grabbed it and was about to rush back out when Ed stopped her.
"I dare you to drop it so that you have to pick it up in front of him." Ed said.
Again, my sister smiled and nodded, and rushed back out into the hallway. I heard a patter of coins fall on the floor, and my sister apologise to the boy on the step. This kid couldn't believe his luck. He looked around to make sure that no one else was watching, and continued to enjoy the show as my sister began picking up the coins.
"I dare you to go and help her." Ed said to Bex. Bex looked a little more concerned than my sister did, but did go out into the hallway.
"Is everything ok ?" I heard Bex ask. "I thought I heard you drop something."
That was about it for the paperboy. I had already noticed that he had a tent in his trousers, and seeing two hot, naked girls bending down to pick up the coins must have sent him over the edge.
"Errrr... don't... worry........ Back.... tomorrow...." I heard him stutter as he turned to walk away, but still looking over his shoulder anxious to capture as much of the scene as he could.

As he disappeared up the street, I heard the front door close, and both Bex and my sister came in laughing hysterically.

"Did you see his face ?" my sister asked the room.
"I thought his mouth had stuck open !" bex replied.

I agreed it was both extremely funny and quite a turn on... and the whole room agreed. Ed looked pleased with the outcome of his first real test.


TO BE CONTINUED...

[ShinyDemon]

And now, the time has come for the final chapter of this story...

PART XXII - Epilogue

Despite the fun that we all now seemed to be having, time was ticking on. Despite my mother not being due back for a few hours yet, Ed realised that it was time to call it a day... for now at least.

"Ok, Bex, Jo and Claire can all get dressed now... but no panties - I want to keep them as a trophy from my slaves." Ed said.

"What about us ?" I asked, as he had not mentioned me or Sarah previously.

"No - I 'dare' you two to stay completely naked until your mum walks through the door !" he replied.

Sarah and I looked at each other in horror - did he really expect us to let our mom see us naked ? Ed could see our concern and, yet again, came to our rescue...

"You don't have to be standing here, awaiting her with open arms you idiots... use your imagination !!"

I think I could see where Ed was going with this - as long as we did what he said, we could be creative with the rest.

Very soon Ed and Sarah's friends were all dressed, leaving just me and my sister naked, which made us both feel more exposed and embarrassed than ever.

The girls all hugged Sarah and said their goodbyes, and Ed came across to me.

"Dude... what a night. Are we cool ?" he asked.

"I'd be cooler if you got rid of those photos and video footage on your phone... but yeah, we're cool." I replied, honestly.

Within a few minutes they had left, leaving just me and my sister alone in a quiet house. Sarah began to finish off the tidying, but I stopped her.

"Can we talk for a minute ?" I asked.

"Sure." was the response.

A discussion I had planned lasting a minute or so, along the lines of what me and Ed had shortly before, ended up lasting about twenty minutes.
We talked about what had happened, our feelings and concerns, and how we felt about each other. We agreed that we actually both had enjoyed the events of the morning and previous night, and that put my mind at ease. She leant forward and hugged me, strictly in a non sexual way, but in a warm, loving way. I could have stayed like that for hours, just hugging her and feeling the warmth of her body, but she broke it off saying that we still had some cleaning to do.

We worked together to finish off the house, then watched music television for a whilst. The fact we were both still naked now seemed insignificant - we were both comfortable with each other.
About half an hour before mum was due back home, we moved upstairs. Sarah was going to be in the shower when mum returned, and I'll be in my room - clothes at the ready so that I can quickly get dressed as soon as she walks through the door.

Sure enough, almost right on time in a way that only mothers can do, we heard the key in the door. Sarah ran into the bathroom and under the warm shower that was already running, whilst I quickly put on my jeans and t-shirt.

"I'm home !" my mum announced as she walked into the house. In just a few short seconds I was running down the stairs to greet her.

Our plan worked flawlessly, and we had completed Ed's Dare as we had promised we would.

Of course, there were plenty more dares and challenges that we all had to do over the next few months, but that's a whole other story............


THE END !!!

[ShinyDemon]

And that's it !!

I'd just like to thank everyone for their support, comments and feedback throughout the story. I hope that I haven't offended anyone too much, and that most of you have enjoyed reading it.

I had plans for a sequel, but they have currently been put on hold. Who knows, I may return to post this at a later time.

Thanks again...

ShinyDemon


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