My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 1

This will be a series of stories which serves as an epilogue to the “Playing Dare with Sis”, “Training my Sister Kayleigh” and “Making my Mom my Slave” series. This series will loop all story lines together. It really won’t make much sense unless the other stories are read first.

This final series will focus around David building towards the life he always fantasized about, where he and his sex slave mom and sister would live in unbothered harmony. The story will be told through the perspective of multiple characters involved.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and voyeurism. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain “comic book” style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments on what you want to see next as much of the following chapter is a work in progress. Cheers

David’s Narration:

My sex slave mom woke me in the early morning with a delightful blowjob. I waved my hands through her luscious hair and moaned as I came into her mouth. I watched her sexy ass jiggle as she left the room to tend to her morning routine.

While I tried to return to sleep, I reflected on the last month. I was ecstatic about my Mother’s progression as a sex slave. I knew that she would eventually come around, but I wasn’t expecting her to embrace her new life so quickly and enthusiastically. While I initially felt a twinge of guilt for forcing this life onto my sweet and loving mother, I feel completely validated now. I’ve never seen her so happy. While my sister Kayleigh begrudgingly accepted her new life before becoming a slave, my mom seemed open to it just days into it.

I checked the website on my phone. I couldn’t believe how fast the number of followers were growing. We truly were providing a service that no other was on the internet, so I understand the growth. Still though, I was very pleased. The enthusiastic performances by my mother undoubtedly was driving the growth, in combination with the depraved acts the Dudley’s were doing to my Sister on the other side of town.

Needless to say, money was coming hand over fist. We reinvested a lot into the company to increase the capacity of the website, and the production quality of the videos. It was working like a charm. I joked that the production value of our content had exceeded that of most porn studios, and was getting to Netflix levels. Both the Dudley house and mine were decked to the tee with tens of thousands of dollar’s worth of high quality recording equipment.

Still though, for a kid just out of high school, I was making more money than I knew what to do with it. I already had the women of my dreams, so I didn’t really feel the need to buy expensive clothes or cars to attract more. However, I did have a long term plan of what I wanted to do with a large sum of money, and it involved both my Mom and my Sister.

I wanted to bring Kayleigh home from the Dudley’s. But the problem was that my Mom still didn’t know that Kayleigh was a sex slave just like her. She thought she was at Volley ball camp! Initially I didn’t think my Mom was ready to learn the truth. But now, maybe she was..

I talked to Vlad, Mr. Dudley and Johnny about my grand scheme. The Dudley’s were of course upset that Kayleigh wouldn’t be their personal fuck toy any longer, but I assured them that when she lived with us that they could of course come over and fuck her and my mom as they pleased. They were reluctantly OK with this.

We came up with a plan to have Kayleigh return home and act as if she is getting back from Volleyball camp. As a final test of loyalty, I would ask my Mom to drug her dear daughter so that so that I could fuck her.