6 Times a Day

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The other women belatedly began stripping too, taking off the lingerie they'd put on only a short while before. Even Brenda got out of her spanking position long enough to take off her thigh boots and long gloves. She'd rather hoped that if she stayed in that position long enough, eventually someone would get the hint and give her the spanking she needed so badly. Her patience was about to pay off.

Suzanne took command of the situation, and that made her feel good. The sensation of being totally naked seemed especially energizing and liberating for her at the moment. As she sensuously caressed her naked skin, she said, "Okay, here's what we're going to do. I know we're all feeling increasingly sexed up from the tops of our heads to the bottoms of our high-heeled feet. The fact is, all five of us are naturally sexual creatures who crave physical pleasure, and lots of it. But we can't get too sexy right now thanks to the no orgasms vow we made. However, Brenda didn't make that vow with us. So I propose we make her cum until we practically kill her, and get our fun from watching how much she enjoys it. Are you with me?"

"Yeah!" the others all cried.

Brenda's mouth hung open. She felt great shivers run up and down her spine. She felt obliged to complain, "Mistress! I don't deserve this!"

Suzanne replied, "No, you probably don't. But this isn't for you this time; it's for us."

Brenda had no excuse to object to that logic. Her body was tingling with desire and anticipation as she nodded obediently.

Suzanne clapped her hands to regain everyone's attention.

The loud slapping sound caused Brenda's imagination to run wild. In her mind, she was already bent over Suzanne's knee and getting spanked bare-handed by the dominating Amazon with curly dark red hair. Brenda's pussy began to spasm and leak uncontrollably, making her squirm in anticipation.

Suzanne looked around. "Okay. Now listen up. I've seen a decent spanking attempt from Katherine before, but the fact is, none of you really know how to spank properly. So I'm going to show you. Susan, bring your naked butt up here and give Brenda the best spanking you can."

Even as Suzanne said this, she grabbed a dildo that was lying around, wiped it off, and stuffed it into Brenda's pussy without warning. (It said much about how life in the Plummer house had changed that there happened to be a dildo lying in the open in the living room.)

Brenda grunted and then spread her legs even wider, as if begging for it to be shoved in deeper. Her pussy was already soaked from the mere anticipation of having her ass spanked.

Suzanne happily fulfilled Brenda's craving and shoved the dildo back and forth several times. She stopped and turned to her best friend.

Susan watched all of this and then stood up, cradling her bountiful rack in her arms. "I don't know, Suzanne. Are you sure? Why me? I'm not really the spanking type. I'm more of the 'needing to get spanked by my well-hung son' type. Then he'll cock-whip my face and tie my hands behind my back, forcing me to thrust out my chest so he can drain my nipples of milk as he-"

"You have to learn," Suzanne interrupted, knowing how easily Susan could get carried away with that kind of talk. "Brenda is very spank-needy and we'll all have to learn how to do it. Go on. Give it a shot."

Suzanne looked again at Brenda's butt and belatedly noticed that the dildo was actually a double-headed vibrator. So she pulled it out a bit, turned it on, and stuffed it back in. But it was such a big one that a good four inches stuck out of her even when it was all the way in.

Susan stood behind Brenda and nervously cleared her throat. She really didn't want to spank anybody. "Ahem... Yes... Brenda, are you ready for your spanking?"

"Yes, please, Mistress!" Brenda eagerly replied.

Katherine spoke. "Mom, if I may offer a suggestion? I think it's better if you just order Brenda around, instead of asking her permission in that kind of pleady tone of voice. Remember that she's the slave."

"Very good, Angel," Suzanne agreed. "You don't ask slaves anything; you just tell them what to do."

Susan again cleared her throat and drew her hand back. There was a long dramatic pause, and it seemed she was about to land the first blow at any second, but then she dropped her hand instead. "Sorry. I just can't do it. I've never believed in corporal punishment. Well, except in certain circumstances, such as when Tiger puts me in my place. I just can't do it."

Suzanne sighed. "Susan, Mom, how many times do I have to explain? This is a REWARD for Brenda, not a punishment. She LIKES the humiliation. Her definitions of pain and pleasure are different than yours. She needs direction and discipline. Actually, now that I think about it, she's not that different from you when it comes to spanking. Imagine that you're the one being spanked. Give her what she needs!"

Brenda wiggled her ass back and forth as more pussy juice poured down her thighs. If asses could talk, Brenda's would have screamed "Spank me now! Set me on fire! Go ahead, do it! What are you waiting for?!" But Brenda's mouth was unwilling to actually speak for her needy ass, since she felt that wasn't her proper role as a slave. So she tried to do everything she could nonverbally, thrusting her ass forward and back sometimes as well as side to side and moaning with loud need.

Susan saw all this and raised her hand again, but she still looked and felt uncertain. Oh dear! This just isn't me. I would never dream of even spanking a child. As one of Tiger's big-titted sex pets, I'm the one who needs to be spanked! She walked over to Suzanne for more advice and encouragement.

To her surprise, Brenda crawled over with her like a puppy dog, as if she couldn't bear to get out of the range of Susan's hand. She tried to keep her ass angled up towards Susan, and looked up at her with sad puppy dog eyes. Again, she didn't feel that busty sex slaves had the right to make demands, but she hoped her cute face could express her extreme need.

Suzanne was amused by Brenda's enthusiasm. She commented, "Look at her. Can't you see how badly she wants it? Don't you feel it too, now that you're one of your son's sex toys? Don't you want him to order you around and tell you what to do? Isn't there a part of you that wants him to get tough, and punish you? Rape you, even?"

Susan got very red and embarrassed. "Yes," she said in a very small voice. In fact, I can't wait until he rapes me tonight! In her mind, when it came to her son, the term 'rape just meant being very' sexually aggressive.

Katherine closed her eyes and also silently mouthed "Yes." She was enjoying all of this as much as anyone, since she considered herself nearly as submissive as Brenda. She was another who had the opinion that one couldn't rape the willing.

Surprisingly, Suzanne said, "So do I. Hell, I might as well throw my pride out the window and admit it. I guess that's part of the problem I was having earlier and something I'll probably still take a while to get over. I should be more honest with myself. I'll admit that it feels good to hear Sweetie say something like, 'Hey, you big-titted cunt, get on the bed where you belong and spread your legs for me. NOW!' It gets my juices flowing. Yep, even me. Susan, you're not the only one that loves to hear him say: 'Assume the position!'"

Susan's body shuddered visibly and she began to salivate. She proudly and unthinkingly thrust her massive globes forward.

Suzanne continued, "That's how I understand Brenda's needs so well. I figure she has the same feelings the rest of us do, except she loves the control aspect the most of all."

The others appeared fairly shocked at that, except for Amy, who showed no visible reaction.

Not so for Katherine, who looked the most affected. She imagined herself in Brenda's position, and that made her so aroused that she felt giddy. Wow! Sometimes I worry that I'm kind of weird by taking my fuck-toy fantasy too far. But hearing Suzanne say that these kinds of things could even turn her on totally validates everything I've come to believe! Gaawwwd, it makes me seriously hot too! She was tempted to play with her privates, but decided against it. Amongst other reasons, she remembered that, of them all, only Brenda was allowed to cum.

Suzanne looked at Susan, but Susan had a glassy, vacant, wide-eyed stare. So she asked, "Think about it, Susan: wouldn't you love to have your cutie Tiger spank you?"

"Oh, yes!" Susan's eyes went wide and her chest started heaving as she fantasized Alan saying to her, "Hey, you big-titted mommy cunt, have you been bad? Because I may have to spank you. But then again it doesn't really matter since I feel like spanking you anyway. Assume the position! I'm going to spank your ass red and then fuck your mommy cunt until it's red and sore as well!"

Suzanne coughed loudly and deliberately.

That caused Susan to snap back to the here and now. She finally nodded shyly just a little bit. Then, to reflect her total enthusiasm, she nodded her head up and down vigorously, which caused her tits to fly around in wobbly circles.

Suzanne was amused at how easily she could read her best friend. "Okay, then. You see then that this has nothing to do with corporal punishment, and everything to do with sexual satisfaction. Now let's get to it. Try it again. Be mean. Imagine that you're Alan and Brenda is you. Give Susan the rough spanking she deserves!"

Susan walked (while Brenda crawled) back to the table. Susan focused on Brenda and tried to conjure up a mean attitude, though for her that was quite difficult. "Okay, Slave. Bend your naked ass over the table, because I'm going to give you a harsh spanking. You've been very, very naughty." She turned to Suzanne. "How was that?"

"Surprisingly good, actually, given that it's coming from you. I like the part about her being very naughty. Even though we're going to make spankings a reward for her, she'll enjoy it more if we all act like it's a punishment. So please go on like that. Name-calling is good too. She likes being controlled, so I'll grab her arms so she can't get away if she tried. Do you like that, Brenda?"

"Very much, Mistress." Brenda had gotten tired from all her insistent wiggling and had to temporarily press her boobs down on the cold table top. But now that Suzanne's hands held her by the wrists, she pulled herself up so her massive boobs hung just above the table. They were likely to slap all over and especially into the table when she finally got spanked. Her ass hung even higher than before, and the double-headed vibrator still gyrated around in her juicy pussy. She was in seventh heaven, and she knew it was about to get even better.

Susan raised her hand on high and said to Brenda, "Okay, you slutty little sex toy, get ready for the spanking of your life! Here it comes!" She swung her hand down. But she slowed the hand down as it flew through the air, and ended up giving only what amounted to only a light slap.

Katherine, Amy, and Suzanne all giggled.

Brenda groaned with frustration.

Amy said gleefully, "Brenda, I hope you felt that, because that was the 'spanking of your life!'"

That caused everyone but Brenda and Susan to burst out in laughter.

"What was that?" Suzanne asked, wiping tears from her eyes as she laughed harder than she had in a long time. "You call THAT a spanking?"

Brenda though, just groaned in frustration some more. She tried to wiggle her ass back toward Susan as if that would help, but no more blows were forthcoming.

Susan blushed even as she laughed some too. "I'm sorry, everybody. I just don't like hurting people. I know she needs it, but it's just ... it's hard for me to do. This isn't the right role for me. I need to be on the receiving end!"

Suzanne clapped her hands and stepped one leg up on the sofa. She figured that if the clapping wouldn't get everyone's attention, the excellent pussy view she was giving them would.

"All right, listen up, everybody. Tear your eyes away from Brenda's remarkable bubble butt for a minute. I picked Susan to go first because I knew that this would happen, and this is an important lesson. The key to being a good spanker is you have to feel real anger at your target at the same time you feel real love. If you're not truly pissed off, the spanking won't have enough strength and emotional intensity to be truly satisfying for someone like Brenda, who obviously likes it hard. But if you don't have the love, then the spanking won't have the pleasure it needs. I know we all have the love, as we're all loving types, but where's the anger?"

"That's all well and good," Susan replied, while staring at Suzanne's open pussy instead of her face, "but how can I turn on the anger just like that? I mean, when was the last time you saw me really angry? Well, there was that one time I caught you sucking Tiger off in your backyard, but that was weeks ago."

She stared into space as she wistfully recalled that day. "What a fool I was back then. To think that I got mad instead of getting naked and helping slurp up that always hard and needy mother-splitter! Of course, starting tonight, I'll be able to do so much more than putting his big cock in my mouth..."

Susan started to drift off into another fuck fantasy, an occurrence that was happening to her more and more as the time for Alan's return drew near.

So Suzanne interrupted her and tried to keep her focused. "True, you're not the easily angered type, and that's one reason we all love you so much. But Susan, if you need some inspiration, think about how obscenely big Brenda's breasts are, and how much your Tiger likes those huge milky jugs of hers. You thought your boobs were his favorite, but noooOOOoooo! With her perfect, little, cute, and oh so fuckable body, he even might not want to fuck you much anymore. Do you remember how much he said he wanted to fuck her? What if he comes back from his hiking trip tonight and says, 'Sorry, Mom, I'd rather fuck Brenda tonight. Maybe tomorrow for you.' She needs to pay for trying to steal him from you!"

Suzanne clutched at her own breasts with both hands, to help Susan think about breasts and remind her that Brenda's were the largest. "And not only that, but you know how her tits can spontaneously leak milk, right? What if he decides to get all his milky needs from Brenda and not you?"

Susan turned towards Brenda with real anger in her eyes. "Oh, you fucking little BITCH!" Her hand came slamming down on Brenda, resoundingly hard this time. "Trying to steal my Tiger with your J-cup tits? I almost forgot what a fucking tit freak you are! Take THAT!"

She slammed her hand down again. "And that!" Another hard spanking. "You little tit monster! Stealing my son from me? You think you're better because your tits are two sizes bigger than mine? I'll show you! I'll show you who the REAL milky tit cow is around here!"

She rained several more hard slaps onto Brenda's butt, making her perfectly round ass cheeks shake, wobble, and roll under the ferocity of her assault.

Brenda had an awesome climax as the slaps continued to rain down on her butt. She screamed and shrieked through most of the twenty or so smacks, and for a good while after it was over.

She struggled to regain her breath afterwards. She gasped, "I'm... I'm... sorry... for... my titty impudence... my mistress..." She'd had no idea that Susan had such aggressiveness in her, and the fact that Susan did doubled Brenda's devotion to her. She wanted to feel dominated by her mistresses, and that required them to have some spine.

Susan watched Brenda shake, scream, and leak, as all the others did, then she stopped and turned back to Suzanne. "How was that?" She panted heavily, and had a crazed look in her eyes. She raised her hand again, eager to spank Brenda some more.

Suzanne looked at Susan with awe. She'd never seen her best friend so angry, or so commanding. "Good. Almost too good! Please, take a break and calm down a bit... Wow. I probably shouldn't have reminded you about the lactation too. I guess there's such a thing as too much motivation."

Everyone was shocked by Susan's transformation. Katherine said, "Geez, Mom, that was frightening! You're making me scared that you're resentful of me being with Brother too. Maybe I'm glad my tits aren't that big, after all."

Susan was now all sweetness and light. She brought her hand down and affectionately patted Brenda's head. Then she tenderly rubbed her victim's burning ass as she replied to Katherine, "Oh no, Angel. With you it's different. You truly are an angel to me."

Katherine reluctantly asked, "What about when you found out that he and I had been fucking in secret? Aren't you still carrying around some resentment about that?"

"The fact is, I was more than a bit upset when I found out that my two children were fucking each other behind my back. I thought about making a big scene, but then concluded that the problem was really with me and my old attitudes. That's why you two had to sneak around. Luckily, Angel, you forced the issue and made me watch, or I could have dithered about that for another week, or maybe longer."

Katherine replied, "Yeah, well, it seemed like the thing to do at the time. We all want to help you get over your lingering sexual hang-ups."

Susan smiled. "Thank you for that. You both NEED to have lots of sex with each other, without limits. It's only right and proper. In fact, Angel, my Big Tits Theory says that you MUST give yourself to him, totally. Stupid societal mores kept the facts hidden from us for far too long, but you're hardwired to be a fuck toy for your brother. He owns your dripping, slippery slit, as well as the rest of you!"

Even with her issues, Suzanne didn't think anything strange about Susan saying such things to her own daughter. Somehow along the way in the last two months, she'd come to accept an idea such as Alan owning Katherine's pussy, just as she now had no qualms with sharing in the ownership of Brenda. Her conversation with Glory had brought up some guilt, but those feelings had already faded.

Katherine was absolutely ecstatic. She felt goose bumps all over. YES! Mom gets it!

Susan continued, "And, as I was saying earlier, Our master serves us just as much as we serve him. He'd be neglectful of his duties as brother if he didn't fuck his sister hard and often, just like Xania said he should. And that means both you and Amy, since you're both his sisters now."

"Mom, that makes me so happy," Katherine gushed. "I wish I could take you and hold you, and fuck you silly."

"Don't worry, you can do all that soon enough after he gets back and our 'no orgasms' vow comes to an end. But let me finish my spanking here. It feels so good! It's like blowing off steam."