Jon & Jill

Jon & Jill by JK

Chapter 6

       Sometimes it is hard to imagine the work it takes to get a new household together, but it was in fact coming together.  Jon Folkkes, Jill Combs and her mother, Anne were now living together, Jill and Anne as Jon’s sex slaves.  Since Jon had to fly on a fairly regular basis, Jill and Anne had some time to themselves.  During these times they would go shopping.  Jon sent Anne to Salon Joanne to be outfitted with leather bondage gear just as Jill had been.  Other times the women would be taking care of the house, and other duties required by  Jon. 

       It did occur that there was too much leisure time for Jill and Anne.  John had to come up with a plan to keep them busy, and enhance their slavery.  In the meantime, Jon was enjoying his world of sex slaves.  On one particular evening Jon and his two slaves were in the “game room”.  Jon’s house was rather large, with five bed rooms.  He converted one large bedroom to a orgy room/torture chamber.  He outfitted it with a large king size bed, a whipping post and whipping bench, whips of various sorts, along with leather restraints, hand cuffs and several hundred feet of rope.  This room was getting a lot of use. Lately.

       Jon, naked, was sitting on a couch in the game room.  His lovely slave Jill was sitting beside him.  Jill was stroking his cock as he was sipping a glass of wine while fondling her fantastic breasts.  In the middle of the room was the beautiful Anne, mother of Jill.  She was naked, wearing only high heel knee high boots.  Yes, she was bound.  Her wrists were locked to a steel bar, about 36 inches wide.  A ring in the center of the bar was connected to a steel cable.  This cable, pulled tight on the bar holding Anne’s wrists, was attached to an electric winch located on the ceiling.  Anne‘s ankles were locked to a spreader bar, holding her legs in a widely spread fashion.  She was pulled taut by the cable and was waiting for Jon to do something, something painful to her.

       Jon had noticed the more Anne was bound, the tighter the better, and the more he punished and tortured her, the hotter she became.  She was thriving on his harsh treatment of her.  He had also noticed that when he whipped her, especially her cunt, it made her even more aroused.  So he hit on an idea, and if it worked, it would be incredible.

       When Jon had empted his wine glass, and concentrated on Jill..  They kissed and made out like a couple of college kids.  Anne was watching the make out session, which only made her crave Jon’s cock even more.  Anne trembled with arousal. Her breasts jiggled when she trembled or attempted to adjust her position.  To add to her situation, Jon had inserted the large chrome ass hook in her sweet rear entrance.  A rope was tied to the hook and pulled up tight, being tied to the steel bar holding her wrists.  The ass hook was buried deep in her anus.  As she stood there, or moved to any degree, Anne could feel the ass hook doing its job of tormenting her and arousing her. 

       Jon had Jill get off the couch and kneel in front of Anne, about six feet away from her mother. Retrieving a medium flogger type whip from the wall of his newly constructed orgy room, he walked over to Anne.  Jill watched as he walked around Anne, fondling the delicious parts of her body.  He kissed her on her full lips, running his tongue deep into her mouth as his fingers were rummaging through her soaking wet cunt..  Anne was lost in an erotic fog.  At long last, Jon pushed a rather large penis gag into Anne’s mouth, locking the retaining straps tightly behind her neck.  Anne was both excited, and scared.  What ever Jon was going to do, it would involve pain, probably extreme pain, hot delicious pain.  At the moment, she hated the pain, and would avoid it, but she loved how it made her feel.  The fact that she was bound and could not avoid whatever Jon wanted to do to her, raise her arousal level.  She knew in her mind she wanted the pain, the hot wonderful sexy pain.

       Jon turned to Jill, kissed her and said, “Jill, I want you to stand and go to your mother.  I am going to whip her ass while you finger her cunt.  I want you to push her to a near orgasm, but do not let her cum.”

       Jill hesitated, “Jon, Sir, she’s… my… mother.  I…have…ne…never touched her like that.”

       Jon kissed Jill again, the replied, “Slave, you forget yourself.  You are my slave, and she is my slave.  That is all that matters.  Do as I say.  Now, play with her cunt, make her hot.  While you’re at it, play with her tits, too.”

       Jill, wanting to obey, fought the old incest taboo that she had been raised with.  In the end her submission to Jon was the answer.  Her Master had given her a job to do, and she must obey.  As her hand went to work on her mother’s pussy, her other hand was teasing one of Anne’s nipples while she kissed the other one.  It was like an erotic electric shock through Anne’s body.  Being bound and touched, along with the whip was exciting, but the incest taboo element raised her libido even higher.  Jon watch Anne carefully, measuring her arousal level as he whipped her ass.

       This whipping was different.  There was no desire to punish, only arouse.  Arouse it did.  Anne closed her eyes, letting herself become lost in a nether land of lust.  Jon continued whipping her, then paused.  He walked around to where Jill was fingering her mother’s cunt.  Jon could tell Jill was excited, too.  He motioned for Jill to abandon Anne’s pussy.

       “Jill, I want you to go around Anne, hug her from behind, pressing your body and tits against her back while you reach around and play with her tits and nipples.”

       He kissed Jill, then waited until she was in position behind Anne, and had reached around Anne’s sweet body and was playing with her mother’s breasts.  Jon raised his whip then brought it down, rather gently, allowing it make a swatting contact with Anne’s cunt.  He set up a rhythm with his whip attending directly to Anne’s pussy.  Anne opened her eyes, looking at Jon in his magnificent nakedness.  His cock was rigid, bouncing and swaying with his movements.  She watched his whip descending to her pussy.  There was some pain, but it felt good.  The whip was creating more heat than pain.  Jill was watching this scene.  Her own arousal was now apparent as she worked over her mother tits with more diligence.  Her mother was moving her ass against her own belly.  She could feel the ass hook rubbing against her venus mons.

       Jon watched, measuring his whip strokes.  Soon Anne was pushing her pussy toward Jon, seemingly inviting the whip.  Jon increased the severity of his lashes against Anne’s cunt.  Anne was now moaning behind her gag and her hips began the beautifully ritualistic humping, as if making love to an invisible lover.  Jon continued with his whip as Jill was watching in amazement as this ritual continued.

       Then, just when Jon estimated Anne was at about her emotional and erotic zenith, he raised his whip high into the air and brought it down hard, crashing against Anne’s cunt.  Jill, still tightly hugging her mother and playing with her mothers breasts could feel the impact of the whip on Anne’s pussy.  Anne’s eyes opened with surprise as the whip struck her heated cunt again.  It was that lash the felt like 50,000 volts of electricity surging through her body.  She went wild as a massive climax was surging from her core depths to her pussy.  Anne lost any logical contact with the world outside her mind and cunt.  Jon’s whip kept lashing her pussy, and her climax kept cumming.  Had she not been bound, held in position, Anne would have collapsed to the floor, lying there, thrashing about as she dealt with the most massive climax she could remember.  At one point her eyes closed, and she went limp, passing out for a moment.

       Jon dropped his whip, and instructed Jill to come around to Anne’s pussy and to began fondling and stroking it again.  When Jill touched her mother’s clit, Anne flinched like she had been shocked, but kept humping, humping her daughters hand and fingers.  Jon back off a few steps, standing there stroking his cock, watching this most erotic tableau.  He watched as these two beautiful sex slaves, a mother and daughter, did his bidding.  Anne was magnificent in her whip induced climax, while Jill was magnificent as she working on her mother’s body, making the climax even better for Anne.

       Anne came back to reality, finally.  Jon released her from her standing bondage, removing the ubiquitous ass hook, and quickly bound her wrists behind her back, and also binding her ankles.  Leaving the gag locked in her mouth, he picked her up and placed her on a king sized bed.  After he laid her on the bed, he turned to Jill.  He gathered her in his arms, kissing her hot lips and hugging her naked body, pulling her tight to his nakedness, and his rigid cock.  He picked Jill up and cradled her in his arms as he carried her to the bed, laying her next to Anne.  A sated Anne watched as with no hesitation, Jon moved between Jill’s legs and thrust his painfully erect cock into her steaming wet and waiting pussy.  Jill groaned with pleasure as she felt his invasion.  She want his cock.  This most recent event had aroused her and she wanted his cock.  Jon fucked her like a man possessed, finally riding to a magnificent cum.  Jill joined Jon as her climax came crushingly down on her.  Jon collapsed onto Jill’s body, his cock still buried deep in his pussy.  A bound and gagged Anne watched this magnificent pair of naked lovers, her daughter and her slave master.

       When Jon Folkkes finally pushed himself off Jill, he turned to her mother, Anne, who was still lying on the bed, gagged and bound, and was still watching her daughter and her lover.  Jon reached over and removed the gag from Anne’s mouth, and kissed her.

       “Slave Lady, how’s that precious pussy of yours?”

       With a soft, near whisper voice, Anne replied, “Just wonderful, Sir.  It is still very warm, but everything is wonderful.  If you had told me that I could cum by just being whipped, I would not believed you.  Thank you, Sir.”

       Jill who was watching this interchange, leaned over and kissed her mother, “I am glad you enjoyed it.  You looked like you were out in space for a while.”

       Anne kissed Joan, smiled and answered, “Well, I was.  I hope to go back there again.”

       Later that evening, after dinner was served, Jon and his beautiful slaves were gathered in the family room.  Soft music was playing, something by Mozart.  Jon was sitting on an occasional chair, at a small table.  A naked Anne was on the other side facing Jon Folkkes.  Both Jon and Anne were naked, as usual.  Ann was giving Jon a manicure.  Like most men, he never paid much attention to his fingers and nails.  This drove Anne crazy.  She thought Jon was a very handsome man, but his nails were chipped, broken and in need of serious care..  Now, Jon liked this treatment, which occurred about once a week.  Anne also gave him pedicures.

       While Jon was enjoying the manicure, he took great pleasure in looking at Anne, and especially her fantastic naked breasts.  They would move, jiggle and sway as she worked on this fingers.  He never knew a manicure could be so erotic.  As Anne worked on his fingers, he would let his free hand play with Anne’s breasts, stroking, squeezing them, and teasing her nipples.  In the mean time, Jill was on her knees beside Jon, stroking his cock and fondling his balls.  When Anne finished with his finger nails, she sat him in an easy chair and gave him a pedicure.  A naked Jill took this opportunity to continue her work on his cock, and to also suck his cock.  Being a sex slave master, especially of a beautiful mother and daughter was agreeing with Jon Folkes.

       At one point, before Jill had a chance to make him cum, he talked to them.  Anne was still working on his toes, while Jill stopped sucking his cock to listen to her master.  Being a devoted sex slave, she did keep up with stroking his cock.

       “Ladies, we are going out tomorrow night.  It just so happens that tomorrow is Sir Steven’s birthday.  Every year, he likes to throw his own birthday party at his place, namely in the converted barn behind his house.  It will be a BDSM party, with just masters and slaves.  We have been invited, and I told Steven we would be glad to attend.”

       Jill and Anne looked at each other with surprise.  Jill was the first to speak.

       “Jon…Sir, could you give us some details?  What is expected of us?

       Jon smiled and kissed Jill, then answered.  “Well, let’s put in the best light we can.  You will go with me as naked, bound sex slaves.  You will be with me, my sex slaves.  Steven knows I have the both of you, so you both are invited to come with me.  I have told you that as part of your slavery to me, there will be times when I may let another master have you to do as I do with you.  I will watch as things progress, but I would not be surprised if one or both of you are tormented, fucked, or made to suck cock.”

       It was Anne who asked the next question.  “Sir...Jon, could you tell us how many cocks we would have to suck?  Please, understand, I am not questioning your taking us there.  You have that right.  I just wondered how many masters would be there.”

       Jon laughed and kissed Anne.  “OK, I know there will be ten people invited to this soiree, plus Sir Steven.  So, if you suck my cock, that would be a total of seven cocks that may want to be sucked, or fuck you delicious cunts.  Any more questions?”

       Jill put her arms around Jon, hugging and kissing him, “No, Sir.  We would be glad to attend this party with you.  What do you want us to wear?’

       “Let’s make it easy.  To make it convenient, and to let the gathering know everything is possible with you two, you will go naked, high heel pump style shoes, your collars, wrist and ankle cuffs.  You will be bound when we leave here.  I will have you wear capes to cover up while we are in the car.  When we get there, I will have you naked and on leashes.  You will go with no one, or do anything with anyone without my permission.  You both belong to me.  Any questions?”

       Two smiling naked sex slaves, his girl friend and her mother, both hugged him, kissing him, pressing their naked bodies against him.  He could not tell which one, but one of his slaves was stroking his cock.  This promised to be a good party.

       Later that night, when Jon and Jill went to bed, Jill posed another question.  Anne had been bound to her own bed.  There were times when he wanted to sleep with one woman, rather than two.  On this evening, he wanted Jill.  Jon and Jill had just gone to bed.  He was lying on his back with his arm around Jill.  She was turned to him, her breasts against his body and her head on his shoulder.  She was stroking his now erect cock,

       “Jon, Sir, could I ask you a question?’

       Jon responded, “Sure, but remember that is how you became my sex slave.”

       Jill chuckled, and continued to stroke his cock.  “Well, before my mother became your slave, you were very rough with me.  A lot of bondage, and a lot of torment…even down right torture.  Since she has become your slave, you are very rough on her, yet not so much with me.  Are you losing interest in me?  Please, why the difference.”

       Jon paused, and replied, “I never thought about it, but I think you are right.  I think, perhaps, it is because I love you, and Anne is only a sex slave.  Yeah, I like her a lot, I like her as my sex slave, but not the way I feel about you.  I don’t know, maybe that is why.”

       Jill leaned down and kissed the throbbing head of his cock, and said, “I love you, Jon Folkes, and always have, even before you loved me.  I love what we had.  You were in total control of me, doing what you wanted to me with no reserve.  You made me do things I never dreamed of.  I loved it.  Please don’t let your love for me change our situation.  I am asking you to treat me and my mother the same.  Yes, we love each other, but I am still your sex slave,  Please, I want to be  your sex slave, with all that goes with it.”

       Just as Jill finished her sentence, Jon moved his hand from around her shoulders, and moving it down her back, he raised his hand, delivering a sound blow to her ass.  Jill gasped, and flinched.

       Jon retorted, “Sweet slave, you will get your wish, now suck my cock.”

       Jon was a happy man as he watched Jill’s pretty head bob up and down, her sweet mouth on his cock, bringing his to a wonderful climax.  Jill felt the fire on her ass where Jon had spanked her.  She gave a little shiver as she realized she was very much a loved sex slave to her wonderful love and master, Jon Folkkes.