6 Times a Day

‘Janek Lehmann’ Special – [4/10] Chapters.

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Brenda heard that comment, so she happily raised her ass for another round. There was a puddle of pussy juice on the tabletop and more on the floor. But Brenda’s pussy was just getting started.

Susan raised her hand again, but Suzanne halted her. “Wait a sec. You have the hatred, definitely, but now we need to bring back the love. Now that you’re in the mood, we don’t need the vibrator anymore. Take it out and pleasure her with one hand while you hurt her with the other.”

“Okay!” Once she had the dildo out, Susan gladly probed all around Brenda’s soaking pussy. She had a thing for the way Brenda’s pussy juices tasted, and she couldn’t keep herself to mere fingering. She dove her tongue in and lapped at Brenda’s inner thighs for a while. But then she recalled her spanking task, which she considered unfinished despite having smacked Brenda twenty times already. She pulled her hand way back and gave Brenda another hard whack.

Suzanne stood by approvingly, still holding Brenda’s wrists. “Good. Good.” She looked over at Amy and Katherine. “You two stop frigging each other or we’ll never keep our ‘no orgasm’ vows. Honey Pie, can you come over here and take over pumping Brenda’s cunt? Now Susan, you’re on the right track, but you’re still missing the verbal part. Brenda will love it if you constantly remind her of her slave status.”

Susan pulled her hand to the ready position, but held back from striking. “Who belongs to Alan’s cock? Who’s the big-titted sex goddess who lives to suck him and get fucked by him, any time of day or night?”

Brenda hesitated to answer. “Um, pardon me, Mistress Susan, but doesn’t that apply to all of us?”

Susan hesitated. “Oh. Yeah. I hadn’t thought of that. I meant you specifically. ‘Goddess’ may be a bit over the top, but Tiger certainly treats us like goddesses. And the ‘big-titted’ part obviously can’t be denied. And it certainly can’t be denied that we all crave to have our holes filled with thick, meaty Alan-cock. We all love the sensation of his delicious ropes hitting the backs of our throats and having his potent spermy goodness run down into our bellies. So really I could have been referring to any one of us. In fact, one cocksucker really isn’t enough for him. He’s such a special, cum-filled boy. He needs two or three nymphos at the minimum, all blowing him at the same time. And when it comes to fucking-”

Suzanne interrupted. “Um, Susan? The spanking? You’ve drifted far off into one of your Alan fantasies yet again. Oh, and Amy, don’t stop fingerbanging her.”

Susan snapped out of it. “Oops. Sorry. Where was I? Oh yeah. Brenda’s freakishly large tits. They’re just too damn big! Take this, you naughty sex slave!” Her hand finally came raining down onto Brenda’s butt cheeks again. “And take this, too, you mammary mutant!” Another blow fell hard onto Brenda’s shapely ass.

Suzanne chuckled. “Mammary mutant.” Hilarious! How can I not love being a part of all this?

Meanwhile, Amy vigorously pumped into the incredibly leaky hole that was Brenda’s pussy. Putting her hand below that remarkable pussy was somewhat akin to sticking it into a drinking fountain: Katherine’s juices, which had been all over Amy’s hand, were quickly washed away by Brenda’s heavier flows.

Brenda seemingly turned to mush all over. Her body slumped down onto the table.

But that only made Susan angrier. “Lift your ass back up, you inferior cocksucker! Oooh! I like that one. Tiger owns your ass! You have no right to rest it! Pull it back up. NOW!”

Brenda lifted her ass up just in time for Susan’s hand to hit it.

That particularly hard smack reverberated throughout the house, causing Brenda to cry out in a tremendous moan and slump back down onto the table. She was completely shattered as another orgasm hit her, and then another, for she was very multi-orgasmic.

“Keep that ass up high!” Susan barked. “Tiger needs it up there so he can shoot his torpedo into either hole! You’d love that, if he fucked you good and hard tonight, wouldn’t you?” Another smack. “Answer me!”

“Yes! Yes, I’d love it!” Brenda’s head drooped until it encountered the table. She was in no condition to even raise her ass again. Another climax rocked through her.

“Well, I’m sorry, but he’s going to fuck ME tonight instead! My legs are spread wide for my son because tonight he’s going to come home and prove that he owns my pussy along with every other part of me! I’m your mistress, but my son is my master, and don’t you dare forget it!” Another smack.

Suzanne finally let go of Brenda’s limp arms and announced, “Okay, Susan, that’s enough. Any more, and you’re going to cum too. I can see you’re right on the verge. Amy, why don’t you try spanking our new slave for a while? I’m thinking jealousy of Brenda’s mammoth tits will work as anger motivation for any of us, even you.”

Susan sat back down on the sofa, still flush. Her chest heaved wildly and her eyes still had a trace of wildness to them. She asked Suzanne, “How was that?”

“Good, Susan, good. My one complaint is your name-calling had a tendency to turn into fantasizing about your son’s big cock instead. That kind of thing is understandable considering what’s going to happen to you tonight, but obviously you don’t want to be doing it in future spankings. Okay? Amy, your turn.”

“M’kay!” Amy quickly took up the position where Susan had stood. 𝑜𝘷𝑙.𝘰𝑟𝑔

But Susan said, “That was all right, I suppose, but could you please not ask me to do it next time? I love spankings, but only to be on the receiving end. Otherwise it feels unnatural, even when I get angry.”

Amy raised her hand. “You can pick me to do it next time. This looks like fun! Raise that ass, Brenda! Smash those overly busty tits into the table!”

She spanked each of Brenda’s ass cheeks then found Brenda’s pussy with her other hand and let her fingers wander through her crotch and into her pussy lips.

Brenda’s vaginal muscles practically crushed her fingers with convulsions each time a new spanking came down.

Suzanne looked on approvingly. “Good, Amy. I had my doubts that you’d be mean enough, but it looks like you’re a natural spanker. And Susan, I understand your preferences, but you need to be ready to help Brenda if you two are the only ones at home in the middle of the day. If you find she has an emergency spanking need, just try to focus your feelings on how she secretly craves to monopolize your Tiger’s attentions with her busty chest, and I’m sure you’ll do fine.”

Susan nodded.

“Okay. Now before we continue, let’s plan ahead for a second. Brenda, once Amy is done, you’re going to clean the house for a while. For now, you’ll be buck naked. Later, we’ll get a French maid’s uniform for you. You don’t really have to worry about what to wear over here, because it’ll generally be French maid’s uniforms or nothing from now on.”

Brenda’s lusty desire soared. Yes! French maid outfits! My favorite!

Suzanne continued, “After a while, Katherine and I will take our turns spanking you as a reward, if you do a good job with your chores. I figure Alan could be back as soon as dinner time, so you should be gone by then. Today’s not the day for him to learn that he has a true sex slave ready to serve him, since we want the focus to be on Susan’s big night. Got that, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress Suzanne.” It was all Brenda could do to get that much out. She remained collapsed on the table top. She longed to watch Alan fuck Susan, since she had such strong feelings about mother-son sex, but she didn’t feel it was her place to ask for favors.

“Good. We need practice being your mistresses as much as you need practice being a slave. Basically, we’re all a bunch of softies, but that won’t do. And your desire to be a good slave couldn’t be greater, I can see that, but old habits die hard. For instance, you constantly speak out of turn. And another thing. We’re going to help you seduce your son, but you have to lay the groundwork. Starting from now on, I want you to dress provocatively around him. Since it’s just the two of you living together now, there’s no reason why you shouldn’t start dressing like the sexpot you are.”

Brenda nodded. “I feel guilty though. Alan is my one and only master!”

“I know. But you have to try your best. Remember that your master has ordered you to do this. Think of it as psychological therapy to help Adrian though his tough time. Can you get excited about having sex with your own son?”

Brenda replied honestly, “I’m pretty confident that I can. Mother-son incest has been a big fetish of mine for a long time. As long as I keep in mind that this is just a phase and my loyalty ultimately lies with Master Alan, I think I’ll be able to truly enjoy sex with Adrian.”

“Excellent.” Suzanne nodded. “When you go home tonight, spend the rest of the evening dressed in sexy black underwear and nothing else. If your son asks you why, tell him that now that your husband is gone, you’ve decided you just want to be lazy and dress casually. If he’s even the tiniest bit heterosexual, he’s not going to complain. Understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.” The very idea of seducing her son Adrian brought a fresh flow of cum pouring out of her pussy.

Katherine said, “Aunt Suzy, Mother, let me add something, if you don’t mind. Brenda, you not only have to seduce your son, you have to improve his skills. That’s part of the point, isn’t it? Not only to restore his shattered confidence, but turn him from a sexual zero to sexual hero, right?”

Suzanne nodded.

Katherine told Brenda, “Cool. Alan’s six-times-a-day diagnosis was like a gift from the gods that forced him to practice his cumming until he could fuck enough times a day to keep his whole harem satisfied. You need to get Adrian seriously masturbating, too, and thinking only of you while he’s doing it. Get him to cum more often, and longer each time.”

Amy chimed in, “Teach him the PC muscle squeezy thingy. That’s really key.”

Katherine suddenly exclaimed, “I have an idea! Why don’t you leave a stack of nude pictures of yourself lying around?”

Suzanne cut in. “Good idea, Angel, but I have an even better one. Brenda, we’re setting up a series of cameras to monitor every room of this house. You should do the same, and put the computer that controls and monitors them all in Adrian’s room. Then you can strut around in the buff and fuck yourself elsewhere in any other room, knowing that he’s almost certainly watching you and cumming over and over!”

Brenda sighed, trembling with joy. “Oh, yes. You’re too good to me!”

Suzanne smiled with understanding. “That’s all right. We’re full of good ideas. In fact, here’s another one: secretly install a camera in his room as well, and monitor that one from a location that his cameras won’t detect. That way, you can see how often he cums and, of course, constantly get off on watching him slosh his sticky fingers up and down his hard shaft over and over. We want to keep you cumming all day, because your huge nipples and always puffy and wet pussy lips show you clearly need it.”

Brenda was beside herself with joy. God, I love this place, this lifestyle, these thoughtful beauties. I love Mistress Suzanne!

Suzanne said, “Now, as we’ve discussed, you’ll be here all day from now on, every day, except Tuesdays.” (She knew Susan didn’t want any distractions on her special day.) “Not counting whenever you can spend quality time with Adrian, of course. That takes priority. All of us women have gotten quite good at arousing Alan at every turn. So we’ll give you tips during the day, and then you can try them out at night on your son. When he’s so hot for you that he thinks he’s simply going to die of frustration, that’s when we’ll help you make the next move.”

“Oh, yes, Mistress!” Brenda’s head was filled with the idea of strutting around in nothing but black lace. In her mind, Adrian popped a huge boner and there was no way he could hide it. It was like he had an erection the size of a loaf of bread stuffed between his legs. In her fantasy, she asked, “Do you need some help with that?” and she started rubbing the penis-loaf through his pants. In fact, she knew that it would take time for her to adjust and act like that in real life, but the video scheme would help her lose her inhibitions towards him.

She started frigging herself as she lay face down on the table, but then she felt someone move her hands away and re-insert a large vibrator. It was Suzanne. “There you go, Brenda. Whenever you do any cleaning in this house I want to see or hear a vibrator buzzing in your cunt or ass, or both, at all times. That’s an order.”

Brenda just gurgled in incoherent happiness. Her mind was filled with the double whammy joy of recalling how well her new mistresses had spanked and treated her and thinking about being fucked by Adrian. It would take her quite a while before she’d be able to get off the table under her own power.

She lay there with her eyes closed, when she heard Katherine say, “I’ll bet you’re thinking of Adrian’s cock, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress.” That was true, which was unusual, since she almost always thought about Alan’s cock instead.

“As you should. But don’t just think about it. Taste it. Suck on it. Love it.” Katherine lifted Brenda’s exhausted head, then opened Brenda’s mouth.

Brenda opened her eyes to figure out what was going on. Just as she did, she yelped in surprise as Katherine plunged a strap-on dildo right into her gaping maw.

“Imagine this is Adrian’s cock. What do slave mommies do with their son’s cocks? Especially big-titted slave mommies?”

Brenda was quite groggy, but she could answer an easy question like that in her sleep, once Katherine pulled the dildo back enough for her to talk. “Uh, they live to tease out all the hot, juicy sperm building up in their son’s swollen balls? Any way they can?”

She paused with her lips around the dildo, but then added, as if suddenly struck with a profound insight, “Why, that’s what any mommy should do, not just slave mommies!”

Katherine responded, “Good. Surprisingly good answer, in fact. So start sucking! And don’t be so lazy. Thrust your chest out more!”

Brenda’s energy immediately revived. She sucked on the plastic cock with enthusiasm and focused all of her attention on it. So she was taken by complete surprise a few seconds later when a hard spank landed on her ass.

“Surprise!” Amy giggled from behind Brenda. “The Plummer sisters tag team strikes again! Hee-hee!”

Amy landed another hard blow on Brenda’s red behind. Amy was definitely showing her dominant side. She seemed to be really enjoying giving a spanking.

But Brenda was enjoying the combined spanking and oral violation even more. This was the closest thing to heaven she’d ever experienced, save only the time Alan fucked her senseless. If she’d had any doubt over her unusual slave lifestyle choice, the massive multiple orgasms that swept through her removed those doubts once and for all.

Her orgasm was actually an ejaculatory orgasm. The others watched fluid squirt out of Brenda and wrongly assumed that she was so excited that she’d peed. Not even Suzanne had experienced an ejaculatory orgasm before, though she’d tried for it many times. She’d concluded that she probably was one of those women who weren’t able to achieve it.