Brotherly Love

Stuffy and uptight Stephie was brought into her husband Bryson and brother=in-law Cam's secret fetish exchange, swapping with Cam's wife, big breasted Hilary, in late winter at the family's summer cabin.

This stirred memories for Stephie, 10 year's prior, just before meeting Bryson, of a hot lesbian affair with her hot gymnastics coach Crystal. After winning the national championship, they fell together during the after party. Crystal's real persona of "Mother", a dominatrix who used Stephie's adherence to training to bring her from pet to slave to a budding domme in just a few months.

Mother abruptly dumped Stephie for her ex-submissive partner, sending Stephie into a free fall landing her at Bryson's student youth center. Without telling her story, Stephie drew Bryson into bed that first meeting, they courted and were married a year later.

After 10 years, Bryson the pastor of his father's church, and Cam pushed and got the light swap at the lake house that turned into a confession of Stephie's lesbian side unlocking her further talents as a Dominatrix.

Both women ended up pregnant, with the real possibility that both babies did not match the husband of either woman. At the announcement party, Stephie took control of their frail attitudes about the situation creating leverage with each family member, weaving in authentic love and affection with mind control and physical training to have them to be obedient to her.

Stephie ended up seducing and gaining nearly full control of her sister-in-law Hilary, who's husband Cam removed her from an orgy of the four, the night of the announcement at the lake house.

Thank youJacobRiley49for you input and editing on this (and most of my recent) stories.

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Upstairs - (Stephie's POV)

I walked to the top of the steps. Hearing noise from their room I walked in on Cam throwing clothes and things back into the overnight bag, still naked.

"YOU!" he said with a hiss. "Stay away from her!"

Hilary looked up. She was dressed in a sweatshirt and pants, obviously no underwear as her breasts were pushing against the fabric that tightly held them in place. Her eyes were red, trying to be strong and hold back tears.

I was in Cam's robe, one he had left in the basement, where Bryson was still restrained. I had cuffed him to the bed post.

"I only like that kind of a grunt when you're unloading inside of me," I said, dropping my robe, his last deposit from just minutes ago running down my leg.

"FUCK YOU, SLUT!"

"Oh, I'm a slut, am I?" I walked towards him, my hips swaying, my eyes steely and focused.

"Cam, I own you."

"The FUCK you do," he said, throwing me to the floor pushing on my shoulder.

"Ooofff." I landed on my hip.

"Stop right there, Son," I said unbeknownst to him giving him his pet name. "My baby is yours."

He stopped right in his tracks.

"Unofficially, but Bryson and I hadn't had sex for two weeks from that date and you came inside me twice," I said. "Now if you want me to keep this under wraps..."

'Be vicious and cunning when gaining control'.I heard Mother in my head.

"What about Hilary's?" He said looking at her.

"Anyone's guess but definitely could be Bryson's." I stood up and walked to Cam, his mind trying to comprehend. "The longest bet is they're both Bryson's OR they're lined up the way they're supposed to be, each to the other's husband."

I put my arms around his neck.

"Now...we can all be one big happy, no boundaries family, or...."

"God, Damn it, NO!" he screamed pushing me away again, though not as hard nor as loud.

"Or we can find out and tell Deacon Miller and the church what Pastor Miller and his brother like to do on weekends."

I moved to Hilary, sat down in front of her opening my legs wide.

"Come, Child, feast on your husbands cum..."

She shot forward and buried her face in my cunt, sucking at the oozing climax he'd gifted my flesh downstairs.

"Hilary! NO!"

"Shut up and WATCH!" I commanded. He rushed over, breathing heavily, but stopped short of us both.

"Ohhh....Hilary...ohhh..." I moaned.

"Mlfftshfft" her mouth sucked on our mixed juices.

I felt Cam's hand on my arm, ready to pull me away. I looked up, my face contorting to his wife's efforts to suck the cream filling out of my pussy.

I felt his fingers release.

"Stick a cock into your wife, Son..." I said, seeing his cock grow. "This is beautiful..."

His eyes never left Hilary's face, eyes up looking at him while her mouth was deep in my snatch, her hands stretched up to my breasts playing with my nipples.

"Fuck..." he muttered, moving behind her, looking at me while propping Hilary's arse high.

"MFFTTGGHH!!!" Hilary exclaimed, his long cock pushing into her cunt while she was lapping and sucking at me.

'Talk to them in the tender moments, tell them your intent'Mother continued to guide me, her wisdom stored in my head forever.

"Mmmm...mmmm...mmmm..." His thrusts pushed Hilary into me, I moaned with him.

"Let me teach you, Cam...let me be your mentor..."

He just stared blankly at me pumping Hilary from behind.

"We own ohhh... our spouses...ohhh...Bryson...ohhh...is a tiny dicked...ohhhhh...cuckold," I said blankly, flatly and truthfully.

Cam knew it.

The three of us stayed joined like this for a long time, my guess was 45 minutes but it could have been close to an hour. I was sweating, finally getting close to orgasm, my mind having to focus on Cam.

He was numb from cumming 2-3 times already (I wasn't sure what they did upstairs) and he was pumping his heterosexuality into her again, now, having to watch the dyke in her eat my cunt.

"Ohh HILARY, YESSSS!" I finally came, letting go into her mouth again, my beautiful sister, submissive lapping it up until I pulled away.

'Enlist compliance, in the smallest of ways, and then inflict light pain'.Mother surfaced again.

"Come on, Cam, fill her," I said moving around behind him, my arms now on his chest, my naked body pushing into his back, our bodies now pumping together. "We own her, you and I...let me teach you..."

I knew I had to progress slowly giving the appearance that we were equals, use training protocols to establish my dominance, and never look back.

I pinched his nipples.

"Ohh....Stephie..."

"Call me 'Mistress S'"

"Ohhhh..." My nail dug into his pink tip. "AHhhh!"

"Say it," I cooed gently.

"Ohhh...MistressssS"

"Very good, Son."

Cam had to turn her over, grab her legs and fuck her hard to get off the fourth time (I found out soon after). I moved to his cock and cleaned him, then kissed him.

Hilary sat up and we sat down together. Cam was looking at me, trying to formulate his thoughts. He was a deep thinker, that's why his reaction to Hilary and me being together caught me by surprise, but getting him calmed down, through sex, was always the play regardless the level or pushback.

"I own Hilary, she is my pet," I said expressionlessly.

"Secondarily, she's yours."

"Secondarily?" his tone one of confusion and angst.

"My WIFE submits to you FIRST?!"

"Watch your tone." I said, blankly. He sort of rolled his eyes. "And your eyes."

'Start with calling them out but not punishing. Let them know the expectation before the boundaries are firmly established'.Again...Mother.

"We'll have to get paternity tes...."

"You don't understand me yet, Son," I said, calling him out gesturing to Hilary and me.

"These babies are ours, regardless of who their father is and we will move forward as if there is nothing wrong with that."

"But tell no one?"

"Precisely, not even ourselves."

"Wait, now....what??"

"Child. Regardless of who's sperm inspired conception, the babies are inside of us," again pointing to Hilary and me. "We have more important things to cover today. Child, come here and present, on all fours."

I stood up, Cam was confused.

"When I address Hilary as "Child", she becomes my pet and submits to me without question, or she will get punished."

"Okay...."

"My Darling Child, you will have to pay for the ignorance of your spouse and his zealousness in separating us earlier."

She bowed, not saying a word.

SPANK!

"AH!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"AHHH!!! MISTRESSSSS!!! AHHH!!!"

"Jesus Christ!" Cam yelled.

SWAT!

"OHHH!!!!" I hit one of her breasts, sending it vibrating back and forth.

"He doesn't get it, does he Child?"

She nodded no, her eyes closed.

"What, you punish her for my mistakes?"

"Unless you're ready to face the music and get trained."

"Permission to speak freely, Mistress," Hilary quickly asked.

"Yes, Love."

"You had told him he was to mentor, and he doesn't understand that means to submit to you to learn faster."

I leant in and kissed her cheek, the moved to Cam.

"She is wise, Son." I looked him hard in the eyes. "Are you ready to submit to me for training purposes?"

"Yes...ummm"

"Mistress S."

SLAP!

I punched him across his cheek; he motioned like he was coming at me then his brain stopped him.

"On all fours," I said.

For the next hour I ran him through inspections and basic interactions he would have with me, his Mistress and how to treat subs. It was apparent early on that he had this fetish, watching his cock get hard again and hold firm, after cumming four times today.

"Follow me pets! You may walk, and we'll go talk to the fourth of this group." I said. "I would categorize him as my slave and cuckold to Cam, for he's watched us and he's aware you've taken me twice."

"Yes Mistress," they said in unison, all three of us still naked, walking through the living room with the large picture windows to the basement steps. I stopped, and got in front of Cam, sensing that he was mine.

I moved and kissed him hard in front of Hilary; more sensual and deeper than any kiss, my hand down on his cock, giving it a booster before walking to see my husband.

When we finished, Hilary glared at me, not jealous of me and Cam, more Cam with me. I patted her on the arse, sliding my hand over the fine flesh then round between her legs, fingering the outside of her pussy.

"Let's go!"

I led down the basement stairs, Hilary flanking me on the right, Cam on the left. It was like a descent into hell Hilary told me later.

"Wake up!" I bellowed at Bryson, who had curled up and slept. "Please stand, Child stand beside him."

Both of my pets obeyed perfectly.

"A little training goes a long way I see; very good," I said moving to Bryson, kissing him gently, his eyes on me. "If you please me, you will get many hours with your beloved Hilary, but for now you get to watch."

I slipped over to Cam, his worn out, dick semi-hard.

"You and I are special," I whispered in his ear. "While you're going to be my sub, you are dominant to these two, got it?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I smiled and slid to my knees. I'd always known, even married to Bryson and his average dick, that I loved women but worshipped cock.

"Mmmmm," I moaned, running the head over my bottom lip, breathing on it, holding it out. "You may engage me how you'd like, Son; we'll share this moment."

"Yes Mistress."

"Mgfftt!"

I pushed inside slowly, letting the head rest on my tongue, just feeling it's presence inside my mouth, it grew slowly there, my hand around it's shaft, the other under his balls.

"Ohhh...Mistresssss...."

I summoned spit with it in there, using my tongue to bathe it, slipping it back a little at a time, trying to get it inside slowly.

"Mgfft!"

I was squatting, my sweet arse pushing backwards, my body pushing forward, his cock getting to the entrance of my throat. It was so much bigger than Bryson's, which I had swallowed just a couple of hours ago.

I looked over at Hilary and Bryson standing still and watching me hold his cock and balls while it tunnelled deeper, piercing my throat and sliding further inside my host of a body.

"Ghmffttt!"

Cam's hands found my head, sensing it breaking through and pushed.

"GHMFFTT!!!!"

He pulled me back and rocked forward, slowly at first but then quicker.  I was straining to look up as he fucked my face.

"Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt!"

He pummelled me, perhaps the side of him that hated this situation blending with the side of him that would learn to LIVE for my mouth, my cunt our union.

"MMMmmm...Mistress," he panted. "YOuuhhhhh are sooooo Goohhhhddd."

"Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt!"

'When your sub gets you, let him have all of you, in the moment...then make them pay afterwards'- Mother's greatest truth formed in my head, as I remembered getting off hard on her and then getting the hardest delivered punishment.

"Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt! Ghmffttt!"

He rode my face with determination, my hands behind his arse, my finger finding his hole and pushing inside.

"OHHhh!" he exclaimed. "Take my SEED!!!"

I felt the rush, minimal as it was, warm in my throat. I didn't gag on it at all. I held him deep looking up watching his eyes roll. When the spasms of climax stopped, I slowly pulled him out from the depths, my lips sliding along the shaft and then holding at the tip.

"Mmmgulp..." I moaned taking in the last drop, his eyes slowly opening.

"Get on all fours, Son."

He dropped, appreciative of the finish, and new record for cumming, and half of it was inside of two of my holes.

SPANK!

"OHhh!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"AHHHH!!!! OHHH!!! AHHH!!!!"

I moved to his front.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"UPFT! AHH! OHH!! UPFT! AHH! OHH!!"

I had unloaded; not a gentle training spank or slap, but full force, it was excessive and he took it like a champ.

"Child, come suck your husband's balls!"

I stood up and moved to Bryson, his raging hard on expected. I undid his cuffs and rope and kissed him.

"Welcome to our new family." I said with a smile and wink. "Go fuck Hilary from behind while she tempers his manhood."

Bryson smiled and got onto the ground, moved to her hips and inserted inside, his fetish in his hands, both orbs warm while he thrust.

I moved to the bar and got a bottle of wine, getting four glasses out and pouring the bottle; just a couple of sips worth in mine and Hilary's, the rest into the boys glasses.

I knew it wouldn't take long for Bryson, who pushed into Hilary and came inside her for the second time in his life. She stopped sucking and crawled up into Cam's arms, while Bryson stood and walked over to the bar.

I kissed him, stroked his wet cock, forcing the excess cum out onto his leg, Cam and Hilary rose.

"Child, there's a gift for you on my small-dicked husband's leg," I said pointing to the cum there. "Clean it off him."

I moved and kissed Cam in front of Bryson while Hilary tended to the cum on his leg then went and sucked any more left out of his cock.

I started handing out the wine, assuring Hilary a couple of sips wouldn't harm anything, and we stood with our glasses for a toast.

"Tonight we embark on a journey together, one only the four of us will know about or understand," I said confidently, walking between them spouting my truth, a truth that was buried by the vows of marriage. "You will all submit to me and follow my lead in guiding us into the most unique arrangement anyone has ever known."

I looked at each one of them, their eyes with me holding up the glasses. They were with me!

"To our family...The Millers!"

"Cheers!" They all said and we clinked glasses and downed the drink.

It was 11 p.m. and we were nowhere near ready for bed.

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The Kitchen

We had all found our monogrammed robes, though Cam and I mixed ours up and enjoyed that, nuzzling into each other while Bryson and Hilary played in the kitchen fixing us some snacks.

"So, who watches the kids," Cam said, kissing me, moving his hand to my arse feeling it's size and shape under my robe, giving it a little slap. "When we're together?"

I liked the feel of the sting of his fingers hitting my flesh; I'd gone a decade without enjoying what pain brings to the body.

"We'll set ground rules, or should I say 'I'll' set ground rules" I said, slipping my hand under his robe and giving him a slap in return. "I would love to turn this all over to you, but you have no insight. Perhaps one day you'll be able to challenge me for lead Dom(me), but right now just learn."

I move my hands to his chest opening the robe, pinching his nipples hard and just staring at his face.

"Hey, you two, the snacks are ready!" Hilary exclaimed, pulling away from Bryson's hands which were all over her breasts.

They had made up a charcuterie board with meats, cheeses, nuts, broke bread with some olive oil and pepper.

"I can't wait to get my preggo feed on!" Hilary exclaimed.

"Child!" I said harshly. "You're not letting yourself go this time, look at what you've accomplished."

I moved to her, opening the robe letting everyone's eyes gaze upon her.

"No more frumpy clothes, you're going to celebrate what God gave you and you don't have to eat for two," I said, then moved to her face on my hands and knees and kissed her. "In all fairness I need to work some off before I balloon outward too."

She smiled after my kiss, my hands slowly leaving her cheeks.

We fuelled up, the boys opened another bottle of wine and we all talked about random things. In my mind I was formulating "rules of engagement" and what we were going to do next. My mouth and pussy ached for Hilary, however she deserved what I had gotten earlier, to be between the boys taking them both at the same time.

She had been a rock throughout the last couple of weeks and submitting to me, loving me and helping to build the connection I now felt for another woman. I thought of the mistakes that happened with Mother and how I was blindsided, I wanted to ensure my leadership with our 'family' was true and consistent, that benefited everyone so it became natural, not something that we hid.

I led Cam to the couch in the living room. The lake showed in the background by the light of a full moon. Hilary and Bryson bounded in, her breasts bouncing and swaying, her robe dropping off while she swung her arms around his neck and began kissing him.

"Child. Come over here and help me with Cam," I said, sliding off my robe, Cam letting his drop around him and Bryson ditching his. "Boi, get behind her."

I felt like the captain of the cheer squad again, directing everyone into place before enacting our routine. My team here knew the drill; Cam sliding forward, his cock and balls hanging over the cushions; Bryson put his hands on Hilary's butt cheeks riding her in as she crawled and bent down, taking Cam's balls into her mouth one at a time.

"Gmfft!" I pushed down on Cam's cock with my mouth stepping over Hilary, moving her sideways and we were all ready.

"Ohhh..." Cam moaned, his cock slowly filling, gaining strength.

"Slmmpurpff" Hilary sucked hard on his sack.

"Mmmfttt!" Bryson surprised me and went for Hilary's cunt from behind with his mouth.

"Gmfftt!"

I pulled up and off of Cam, slid down, coaxing Hilary up his shaft to begin sucking him, kissing her at the same time, fondling her breasts. I got up totally while she started the process of swallowing him.

"Gmmfttt!" she began to choke on him.

I moved to my husband, holding him around the waist until he moved back from her pussy and swung his cock towards her hips.

"Fuck her, Bryson." I said, holding his cock, wanting to guide it inside my lover. "Take her, grab her tits, fuck her onto Cam's dick..."