Date: Fri, 28 Apr 2006 10:22:43 +0100 (BST)
From: slut <maleslut443@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Family Debt - Part Four

Entirely fictitious. Comments and communication always
welcome and much appreciated.

Family Debt - Part Four

Steve joined his grandfather behind his mother with
obvious eagerness. The bulge in his jeans was now
threatening to burst through his zip, and he was licking
his lips excitedly. He always was one unable to hide any
emotion or thought, and his thoughts now were written all
over his face as well as his loins. Dawn, on the other
hand, had always been a darker horse, carefully
controlled and revealing little of herself. She was like
that now, watching the scene before her expressionlessly
and coolly. It was quite remarkable considering, and I
wondered just what her thoughts might be. In time I was
to discover, and it was probably the biggest shock to me
of the whole time that Tom had us all under his control.

Tom took Steve's hand and placed it on Claire's arse. She
flinched, but then stood rigidly still.

"Nice, eh?" Tom asked Steve, who nodded dumbly. "She
looks after herself, does your Mum. Keeps herself nice
and firm. Give it a little rub. See how tight it feels.
And to think your sissy slut of a Dad has been keeping
this all to himself. But not any longer. Now we can all
get the benefit."

I was watching Claire's face as Steve rubbed his hand
across her pantied arse. It was totally blank, as if she
had withdrawn herself elsewhere. Then I saw a glint come
in Steve's eye, and he suddenly gripped his mother's arse
cheek hard. She yelped, but then shut her mouth tightly
again.

"You're right, Granddad," Steve said. "Her arse is really
firm for an old girl."

Tom looked at Steve, and then over at me and Samantha.
"The boy's a quick learner," he said, to one or other of
us before turning back to Steve. "You reckon your Mummy's
wet, Steve?  You think she may be enjoying being felt up
by her Dad and her son, even though she'd never admit
it."

"Shall I check, Granddad?" Steve asked.

"You do that, boy. Check her out."

Steve moved round a little, and then plunged his hand
down the front of his mother's panties. I saw his hand
moving inside them, and then going lower. I imagined one
finger sliding up inside her cunt, and the thought was a
good one after the way she'd told me so dismissively to
suck her Daddy's cock. She was getting to know how it
felt for herself now, and hot on the heels of that
thought was another in wonder at how quickly this family
had come apart. Each one of us against the other. Tom had
played us all beautifully.

"She's wet alright," Steve said with relish, his fingers
still moving about inside her panties. "She must like
it."

"So does someone else," Tom said, indicating me with a
gesture of his head.

All eyes turned to me, and I realised that my cock had
hardened and was now poking out of the top of Dawn's
panties. Dawn herself was watching intently, and I
thought I detected the faintest hint of a smile about her
lips.

"Your Daddy seems to be turned on by seeing you grope
your Mummy's hairy cunt, Steve," Tom said, casting a
glance towards Steve to gauge the effect of his words,
and seeming well satisfied with what he saw. "I think he
should be punished for that. He's not here to enjoy
himself."

"I'll do it," Dawn said suddenly. The new centre of
everyone's attention, she went on, "After all, it was his
thieving that put me in this situation. And he has been
stealing my underwear for who knows how long. I think I
should punish him."

Tom said sagely, and I caught the satisfaction in his
eyes. "Quite right, Dawn," he said. "About time you had
some fun too, anyway. Go ahead."

She rose gracefully from the sofa and walked over to
where I stood beside Samantha. She looked up at my face,
and I knew from the look in her eyes that Tom had
ensnared the last of us.  Dawn had stepped into his web,
and like the rest of us she was not going to get out of
it.

"Bend over the back of the chair, Dad," she said, in a
voice that carried an authority I had never heard there
before.

I turned away from her and bent over the back of the
chair. I felt two cool hands at my waist and then the
panties were pulled down and fell to my ankles. I waited,
feeling the cool air on my arse. Feeling terribly
exposed. And strangely excited that my daughter, along
with all the rest of the family, was standing there
staring at my naked arse. Then the flat of her hand came
down hard on one buttock, followed quickly by another
blow. Five more then on each - the traditional six of the
best. She was no Amazon so it didn't hurt that much, but
the real punishment was the humiliation of being spanked
on my bare arse by my own daughter. With my son, my wife,
my father-in-law and my sister-in-law looking on.

After a moment I started to rise.

"I didn't tell you to get up, Dad," she barked at me.
"Stay as you are until I tell you different."

"Excellent, Dawn," I heard Tom say. "You've got your
Daddy's arse nice and red there. And left him in the
perfect position for something else. You have a dildo, I
believe."

"How did you know that?" she asked him suspiciously.

Tom laughed. "Your Dad mentioned it in some of his
internet chats that we have transcriptions of. He.borrows
it occasionally. Go get it, will, you?"

There was a pause. "A pleasure, Granddad," she said.