I opened the door and called Melanie and Audrey back into the room, although they didn’t have far to travel as both were fingering each other just outside the door, listening to what had transpired. With Karen and Holly out of commission for a while, it fell upon Mel and Aud to clean me. They were excited to perform the task, as they had assumed that I would’ve wanted mother and daughter to do it, but given the circumstances, Karen and Holly were in no position to perform their duty.
“Are they going to be our sisters now, Daddy?” Audrey asked, looking up at me with hope in her eyes as she licked and sucked her side of my cock and balls while Mel did the other.
“That’s up to them, Audrey.” I smiled, stroking the older woman’s cheek.
“I hope they do.” Melanie spoke up from the opposing side. “They really are such sweethearts.”
“Well, they’ve handled the stick pretty well. I guess I should give them the carrot.” I said.
“You’re not going to fuck them anymore?” Mel asked.
“Maybe later.” I told her. “Right now, I want you two to clean them up and change the bedding. They’ve had it pretty rough tonight. I think they’ve earned the right to sleep with me.”
“Of course, Daddy.” Audrey said. “Do we get to be beaten like that as well?” She asked, with delight.
“I don’t know who is more sick, you two or them.” I chuckled, slapping Audrey across the cheek, playfully, but firmly.
“Mmm, I’m willing to find out.” Audrey cooed.
“Perhaps another day, sluts.” I told them. “It’s been far too long since I’ve been inside either of you. I think that takes precidence.”
“God, Daddy. We’ve missed your cock so much.” Melanie sighed, kissing my shaft reverently.
“Are you going to breed them too, while your here, Daddy?” Audrey asked. “That is, if they want to join our family.”
“No.” I said. “I really shouldn’t have played with them at all. It’s kind of unfair to my mother and sisters back home who had to wait until their wedding day for that.”
“Exceptions can always be made, Daddy.” Audrey said.
“You have to admit that your mother and sisters were a unique situation.” Melanie added. “I mean, they already belonged to you as your birthright so it wasn’t like trying on a pair of shoes. How else is a girl to know if she wants this life or if you even want her unless you do what you did?”
“Mel’s right, Daddy. I know Bonnie and I never would’ve consented to what happened unless it happened in the spur of the moment like it did.” Audrey agreed.
“You can still marry them, just as you will marry Bonnie, Audrey and I.” Mel reasoned.
“Trust us, Daddy. It doesn’t matter that you’ve already had us and impregnated us before you ‘marry’ us. We still dream of what that day will be like and look forward to calling ourselves your ‘wives’.” Audrey explained, as the two women at my feet held each other close, worshipping my cock.
“God, I love you two so much.” I smiled, caressing their heads as life began returning to my cock.
“Mmm. Does Daddy want to play again?” Melanie moaned, referring to my rising rod.
My girls didn’t get around to performing their tasks I had assigned, as I was too eager to get back inside my beloved girls. I led Melanie and Audrey to the bed where I enjoyed their bodies once again. Karen and Holly soon recovered from their euphoria and joined us in our activities. By the time the five of us were finished that night, it was well into the next morning. We’d probably have to replace the mattress considering the mess we made on it. Indeed, we all came more times than we could count and despite the door being closed, the whole house reeked of sex by the time we all collapsed in exhaustion.
*****
I spent the rest of the week at Karen’s, enjoying myself with my two absent loves and my two new ones. I decided to go ahead and fuck Karen and her daughter, as they were now going to be members of my family. I wasn’t ready for more children on the way so I was happy to learn that both were on birth control. Mel and Aud did a fantastic job of educating Karen and her daughter on how to serve me around the home and we were all very pleased with the situation. It turns out that all four of them enjoyed being dehumanized and beaten so I was able to incorporate that into our sex play, especially when I was too spent to get off myself.
I also decided to expand on treating the girls ‘worse’, although from their perspective, I was treating them ‘better’. Where I thought Melanie was being facetious about living in a cage and eating out of dog bowls, it turns out she was being rather serious. For the duration of my stay, I had Karen go pick up some dog bowls and the four of them would eat from the bowls on hands and knees when we had dinner. They enjoyed being ‘pets’ and crawling around the house, only standing or walking when it was necessary. Honestly, treating someone I love like that never did sit well with me, as it hit too close to home for some of the foster homes I lived in growing up, but the girls loved it. If that’s what it took to make them feel complete and whole, then who was I to tell them they couldn’t have it?
The plan was for the four of them to stay here together until Melanie’s divorce was complete. Then all four of them would move to Illinois with the rest of us. Karen would sell her house and close her law office with the intention of getting a license in Illionis after the move. Holly was to finish out the last two years of high school being homeschooled like I was by the older women. When they got back, Melanie would try to get accredited to teach in Illionis as well.
With Karen, Holly and three confirmed pregnancies, there were going to be twelve of us living in Illinois within a year. There was no way I was going to be able to provide for such a family on my own for a very long time, if ever. No, they were all going to have to pitch in if we were going to make this thing work, but they already knew that, they were just waiting for me to realize it myself. Melanie said, she would follow me anywhere, even if it meant raising our family in a cardboard box, because she believed in and loved me so. There was no doubt the others felt the same way, but reality is reality and I think they all breathed a sigh of relief when I came to the conclusion that they all needed to work.
It was Friday morning and I planned on leaving later that night to head home, preferring to drive at night to avoid traffic and potential resulting traffic jams, when I was jolted from my sleep by Karen shouting for me to wake up. As I tried to get my bearings, I saw Karen standing there with terror in her eyes as she held out a manilla envelope in a trembling hand. By now, all four women had gathered around as I took the opened envelope and withdrew its contents. Inside were nearly two dozen photographs taken over the last two months. In particular were the ones of me carrying Miguel’s wrapped up body out to his car and another of me driving it away. Clearly someone had been keeping the house under surveillence. There was a single post-it note on the top photograph with a phone number on it. Melanie and I recognized it right away. It was Robert’s office.