Christmas Secrets

What can get more fucked up than kissing your cousin, jacking it on her, fucking her, her mom and their exchange student while "Daddy" finished off your kissing cousin, bouncing the bed fucking her next door?

Hold my Beer!

Franki is asleep with her parents next door and Lynka, the exchange student, is asleep with Donnie.

All participants are 18 years old and this is in Donnies voice still.

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December 26, 8 a.m.

Chapter 4 - Did you take this woman?

The sun peaked into the carriage house bedroom and Lynka woke, slid under the covers, finding my cock, sucking until I was hard as instructed.

Connecting to last night I felt dominant, having a woman just do what I had instructed, having a woman under me instruct to call her "Bitch". After several amazing minutes I pulled her up and let her ride me, I wanted to feel her light body bouncing on mine.

Lynka orgasmed, riding me in Franki's bed, my mind drifting and wondering when she'd come in, this was our bed, sort of, Aunt Mary Ann's bed. Lynka came again, collapsed into my arms, my cock pulling out of her, chin on my chest, her hand stroking my cock.

"Sir, I am you cum slut," Lynka whispered into my ear after announcing I was head to my room and towards a shower.

"You will never forget that Pet," I said, petting her hair, back and pushing my fingers into her pussy before getting dressed to head to my shower in the other house.

Cousins and other aunts and uncles were milling about in the main kitchen, not really paying much attention to me as I got coffee, and took a doughnut. I snuck to my room, got my shower and changed into a generic "A Christmas Story" sweater.

"Nice," Franki said seeing me, pulling on my sweater appearing out nowhere. She was wearing a zip up ribbed white sweater, her boobs magnificently framed and propped up. Her red leggings hugging everywhere, tactfully padded to hid her pussy.

"Hey Honey," Aunt Mary Ann kissed my check and squeezed my arse. Lingering near my ear. "You realize I own you, right?"

I looked at her, she bit my earlobe, it stung for a moment, then pushed away biting her lip and heading to the doughnut pile. She was in black slacks with frilly Uggs on that matched the frill around her blouse opening. Her top was red, her bra visible and white, breasts squeezed together and nipples pressed hard through the fabric.

Own you...rang in my head. She had things over me, or things that didn't matter, either way Aunt Mary Ann was right.She owns me and I like that thought...

I sauntered over, past other cousins and my parents who asked how "things" were going.

"Fine, just fine," I moved on with a 'we'll talk' motion. I wanted to have her understand I was game, while I felt dominant over Lynka and Franki, she was my Mistress.

"Mary Ann..."

"Auntie..." she corrected me.

"Auntie, how may I please you?"

She smiled through the top of a glass, sipping on a mimosa.

Leaning in again, this time Cari seeing this from the entryway, Auntie simply said. "On our bed, the one we shared, is everything you need to know."

She walked away into Uncle Jesse's arms kissing him and sitting in his lap, he tipped his glass at me.

I responded in kind.

I took an big drink, ate my doughnut, Franki watching sitting by Hilary and her kids seeing me slip out the back and towards the carriage house after Auntie had instructed me to do so. I looked back, no one was following. I went into the room, the bed, I took Franki, Lynka and my "Auntie".

Sitting there was a black leather bag.

I stared at it for a moment, knowing opening it meant I was going to do whatever was waiting for me in this crazy, messed up bag.

"Fuck..." I muttered and unzipped the top.

My fingers found stationary, black monogramed, with the name "Auntie Ann" at the top.

It Read:

"You are my possession for the end of the 12 days of Christmas. Examine the items I have presented you, put on the items in the bag and crawl into the back of your Traverse without talking to anyone immediately. And bring the bag.

Please be wearing everything in the bag.

There are no limitations, though your safe phrase is - "COCK and BALLS". Use it sparingly and at your own demise."

I reached in and found a cage to go around my cock, with a note that said, "Franki has the key".

There was a hood, two sets of cuffs and a gag. I looked at the items and figured I'd do the cage here, and the rest in the back of the traverse.

I picked the cage back up, looked back at the door and slipped down my sweats. My cock began to grow and examining the cage made this a terrible idea. It would fit about 1/2 my length with room around it, figuring this would be painful but not impossible.

It had a ring that hinged to go under and around the base, just under my balls. It was made of smooth metal, shaped like a penis with rings that allowed for the cock to swell out of the sides. I pushed it on my head and over, clipping the ring in back, which was connected to a small lock for the cage.

"Ohhh..." I moaned in both pleasure and pain, it constricted my swelling girth.

I slipped on my sweats, gathered the things in the bag an headed out.

I got nervous leaving the carriage house, avoiding Grandpa and GamGam talking on the porch. The I crawled into the back, my phob in my pocket, laying in the back I put the cuffs around my ankles, the gag in my mouth, hood over my head and then cuffs over my hands (behind my back as instructed) and laid down.

I could hear people moving around my traverse, the tinted windows hid their watchful eyes so I felt relatively safe. I was tempted to lock the vehicle, however I figured someone was coming to take me away and they needed to get inside and drive.

I was beginning to get cold, no coat or blanket to keep the warmth on my body, the outside temp was 25 degrees F, I rolled around a little to create more heat.

The front two doors opened, slammed almost simultaneously, and we were moving. The ball gag made it impossible for me to even try to speak about the heat, my fear of pissing whoever off kept me quiet, now bouncing and sliding some as they took the lane down the hill. I felt the smooth blacktop of the county road and they sped off towards Annaville, feeling them turn left.

I guesstimated correctly that we would turn right in just a few minutes, still on black top and heading towards our bigger burg. We hummed down the road for five or so minutes then suddenly veered off the road, back onto gravel, tossing and turning me going too fast one point having to brake because we were swaying out of control.

"FGHHTT!" I spat into the gag rolling over and knocking my head against the hard side.

"Silence!" I heard Auntie yell.

I couple more minutes driving slower, on what felt like soft ground, until we came to a stop. Again both doors swung open and closed together, the back lifting up and a woman's hand pulling on my leg.

"Stand before me," Auntie said and I began to scoot down, swing my legs over the edge and slide onto snowy ground. My hands were behind my back and summoning the hours of BDSM porn watching that first semester, I bowed and waited.

I heard Auntie's hands clap and there were younger hands on my sweater lifting it over my head, sliding it back and off undoing the cuffs for a moment then recuffing my hands. Next the sweats and underwear and I was totally exposed to the elements outside. The coolness, turned cold, a slight breeze not helping, the metal of the cock cage and the cold shrinking my cock back to a flaccid state.

She undid the cuffs on my feet, took off my sweats and underwear, an we began to walk.

"Be careful, don't let him trip and break his nose," Auntie said while I assumed, Franki was having me move forward. My feet hit what felt like an uneven brick path and we walked, what I estimated was about five yards. The hood making everything more colorful in my mind, despite being black in my eyes.

In an instant contradicting Auntie's concern, two young women gave me a shove and I was off balance falling forward. In that instant things slowed down, I concluded Lynka and Franki were there watching my naked body fall forward.

"OGFHTTT!"

I hit a snow drift face first, the fluffy snow turning wet and cold on my naked body, my feet moved trying to get a base, it just pushed me deeper into the snow, packing it, my cock getting numb, it and the cage poking. I found the ground finally with my knees and the two women pulled on my cuffed hands and I rose up.

"MHFFTT!!"

"Quickly, we have about 10 minutes before his flesh freezes, maybe less on that wonderful cock of his," Auntie bellowed, Franki and Lynka moving me an I pressed against a wooden pole...no it was a board. I kicked a block at the bottom that stretched up higher than my ankle.

"Step up TROLL!" I heard Franki bark at me, my illusion of total dominance over her shattered.

One foot went up, they were steadying my body at my elbows, my hands pressing against the board while I put one foot, then the next on the block. The wetness of the snow, the slight breeze and the 26 degrees had me shivering, parts of my body numb from cold, my cock shriveled in the cage. They locked my feet onto the block and board.

"Now the arms!"

There were horizontal boards to either side that my hands were quickly locked into, with the vertical board I guess I was on the cross from the sanctuary...outside.

"AHGFFT!"

The first snow ball hit me in the stomach.

"AHGFFT!"

A second in the hood on my face, each had snow running down my body, chilling, freezing my flesh, also creating heat with the pain of the strike.

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

I could hear the three women gathering snow, throwing and hitting me, again the heat of pain and then cold, wet, freezing wind.

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

Each small gust of wind elevated the cold, my body tingling, my cock in the metal numb, the snow slid down my back behind the board. I shook from the effects, not a shiver a shake.

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

"AHGFFT! AHGFFT! AHGFFT!"

Two more hit me, and I heard footsteps.

"The cold torture, Troll, is effective but alas, we don't want to freeze anything off of you," Auntie said, her warm hands cupping the cage, sending valuable energy through them to my icy appendage.

"Kitty and Franki gurl please come take this Troll inside, warm him up, I have to call Father."

The footfalls in the snow walked away, and two quick sets were by me, undoing the cuffs on my wrists, had they gone to my feet I could have pulled on the hood, but they immediately reconnected my hands together in front of me.

I felt a dominant's rage.

"GMMFTTT!" I bellowed through the gag and hood at the two young women I had fucked and controlled the night before. "GHHFFTtt!"

"Relax," I heard from whisper to me, guiding me to the ground. "With every pain, there's pleasure."

Her hand held my entrapped penis, warming the cage. We walked, she didn't let go until there were stairs. Stopping I felt a tug on the hood and soon the light of day was bright, reflecting off the snow, showing me the old "Dallas Road" church, it was the cross from inside cemented in the front, where they had me outstretched.

Cold, wet, shaking, and with a few bruises from the harder thrown, well-packed, snowballs, we trudged up the steps and inside. It was a Christmas Card, the six inches that fell neatly resting on everything, the footprints around the cross and from the car the only blemishes for yards.

Lynka (Kitty her pet name), undid my ball gag, with her finger to her mouth in a 'shhh' position, indicating I shouldn't talk. She was in a pink, faux fur coat, big warm hat, matching mittens. Her bare legs disappeared into it, and I wasn't surprised to see a pink leather outfit when she dropped the coat.

Surprisingly there was heat in the old church, my body shaking, the pink leather of Kitty's bodie and panties stirring my cock while it warmed in Franki's two hands. She was in her long, white coat (the one I first saw her in) as she crouched on her feet, blowing warm air on the metal cage and the skin inside.

Franki rose from her crouch, unzipped her coat to show me her naked body, pushed against me wrapping half my body with the coat, pressing her body against me. The wetness slid our skin, my shaking diminished by the minute.

Around her neck was a chain with a key, she moved a hand to it, stretching out from her neck. held it up for a moment, dropping the key and looking down.

Her breasts pressed against me, I was warming up so I began to get hard, the swelling of my cock pushing lightly against the sides of the cage.

"It's going to hurt in there," she said before pressing her lips to my lips.

Kitty pressed her body on my back side, her arms on top of the coat we were half sharing, her small breasts and the leather of her outfit hitting me mid-back.

"Enough!" Aunti commanded, she was in a black long coat as, tossing her mittens to the side, her hat, her short hair still swaying as she strutted inside, shaking out the beautifully styled locks.

Her body was head to toe leather. The classic thigh high boots, with heels, panty beneath the one-piece skirt and top had gaps that showed her fit abs, chains ran from it's center, looping down along her sides. Moving to my body her hand opened, the slaves parted away from me, I was naked and vulnerable.

SWAP!

"AH!"

SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP!

"Ohf! Ohf! Ohf! Ohf! Ohf!"

Her hand smacked my right cheek and then my left, the girls led me forward and bending me over the back pew, Auntie kicking my feet wide.

SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP!

"Umf! Umf! Umf! Umf! Umf!"

"Don't hold it in Troll! Let the pain vibrate through to your vocal cords," she said, running her right hand over my read cheeks. "The expression of pain to the world a gift to be released and shared."

Auntie gestured and Franki bent over beside me.

SWAP!

"GAHH!!!" Franki released loudly.

SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP! SWAP!

"AHHH! OHHH! AHHHH!!!"

Kitty had knelt, bowed, with her hands up like a cat begging for treats.

SWUMP!

"GAH!!"

Auntie kicked Kitty over, and she hit the ground, scurrying back to her position.

"Make him hard!" Auntie commanded, pulling her cellphone from her vest, snapping a picture of my naked ass, cock in a cage dangling down. "Make it ache against the steel!"

I had forgotten about the cage, the strikes were erotic but didn't overcome the cool metal and the shock of my aunt Mary Ann, who had seduced me now owned me, my cousin and the exchange student were now administering torture to my body.

My mind had adapted me, I totally submitted to this ridiculous situation, the perversion of it, the abrupt nature of their seduction and now torture.

And I loved it somehow.

Auntie's young slaves stood me up, both petting my dangling cock and cage. They stood and kissed in front of me, pushing their bodies into mine, Kitty fumbling small keys to unlock the cuffs on my hands. The urge to run was gone, my cock stirred and pressed into the metal again, Kitty kneeling, spreading out my legs to dip under and begin sucking my balls.

"Ohh..." I moaned, the pressure building against the cage, starting to be uncomfortable.

Franki stepped over Kitty, her pussy below the cage, her stomach pressing into it, giving it her body heat, staring into my eyes, her hands on my face, breasts pressing into my upper stomach. She brought our lips together, mouths conjoining

"Gohhhdd.." I moaned, the pressure building inside the cage, Kitty took one ball in her mouth, sucking hard, then the next.

"Keep it up!" Auntie encouraged, Franki's hands went to my arse, a finger pushing against my tiny hole.

"Ohhh...Ahhh...AHHH!" my cock swelled, the discomfort increased, her finger went inside. Kitty was sucking my left ball, hand on my cage, warming me, but inducing pain from the cage.

There was a loud clatter and bang, the door sprung open, and Uncle Jesse jumped inside.

"NEPHEW!!! Welcome to 'THE FAMILY!'"

I was thankful for the entrance and the cooler air, my cock quit swelling and even receeded some as I realized my uncle hadn't seen me naked, getting it on in an old church.

"Ladies? He's not ready for indoctrination?"

"Easy Master," Auntie said, moving to him offering her body for him to inspect. "We had some discipline to perform and for him to absorb if he's going to submit to us."

"Hmmmm..." he said, leaning in for a kiss, his hand on her breast, then back to her mouth. "We'll see what I have for you later for a punishment, but for now we have business to perform."

Franki and Kitty quit slobbering on me and took my hands, leading me to the altar in front of the church.

But it wasn't an altar.

It was a bench with a split front that extended upwards, two metal pieces that you could adjust closer with a bar across the top. On the bench there was a retractable dildo, that thankfully was down.

"Sit Troll, push you cock through the opening." Auntie commanded, swatting my arse.

"Ahgg..." I moaned, twisting my cage through, pushing it through.

"Franki!" Auntie announced and she pounced down and took the key off her neck, her breasts so beautiful, stirring my cock again, she thankful used the key, unlocking the cage, freeing my monster.

Looking up into my eyes she calmed my apprehension with a wink.

Kitty took off my cuffs, spread one hand out to the left, then the other to the right locking them onto the bar, then kneeling and cuffing my feet.

"Okay, my young friend," Jesse said. "Let me get this party started, I'm sure you're extremely confused. Ladies..."

Music began to play, they were Christmas hymns played by an organ, making them gothic and haunting.

Jesse motioned to the mattress pad laying on the sanctuary floor to my right, sort of in front so I could see. Franki bounded past me, rubbing her hand through my hair playfully Kitty next, slapping me on the arse.

Franki laid down and spread her legs wide, Kitty hopped in between diving her face down on Franki's pussy.

"Fhhuckk...I moaned, the vision of this stirring my cock again.

"My dear wife, you have had the Child, please start," Jesse said, stepping aside to yielding the floor.

She walked up to me, my eyes seeing her intense look, yet still peaking at the sex going on to my left on the mattress. My cock grew fast.

"Aww...we have an effect on him," she said.

SWAT!

"AHHH!"

She slapped my rising penis, making it grow with the heat, then the coolness of her mouth on the tip.

SWAP!

"OHH!" Auntie yelped from Jesse's swat on her arse.

"There be plenty of time for that!" Jesse said.

SWAP! SWAP! SWAP!

"AHHH! ME AMOUR!" she cried out to her husband. "I will start...Ow!"

"He deserves the back drop, not just free kinky shit, geez!"

I sensed a dual dominant situation, though at the end of the day it was Jesse.

"OHhh....Lynkhhhaaaa!" Franki moaned, responding to the Japanese beauty munching her cunt.

"Mmmm, very nice Troll, you grow," Auntie said stroking me. "Let me start the proceedings. Everyone in our immediate family has been married here."

I did remember being in this place, not spread on a bench with a dildo ready to ram my arse, but for my older cousin's weddings.

"We obviously have some secrets that get hidden in the attic for such occasions," Auntie said stroking and looking at my cock. What I didn't see was the ruler marks on the plastic on the other side of the metal bars. "Honey, I think he's about the same length as Great Grandpa."

Jesse walked up, put his finger to the base of my cock on the metal and the tip, did some quick mental math and stepped back.