Rapacious Hunger Ch

After weeks abroad to secure a profitable business deal for work, Dominick was finally back home, but not yet at his actual home. Instead, he was sitting quietly in a bar situated between his house and the airport. He had arrived back earlier than expected, and just wanted some time to clear his frazzled mind before returning home. He very deliberately ordered something non-alcoholic, because he needed every brain cell he could muster to come up with a solution to his current crisis, and his deadline to find one was omnipresent.

The problem at hand had nothing to do with his work. If anything, the trip went incredibly well, and his performance scored enough attention from his superiors they even gave him a hefty promotion for going above and beyond in securing a profitable new business partner. With it came a notable raise to his paycheck. Enough so that between his wife Suzette's savings and investments, his wife could finally quit her job and become a stable one income household, allowing for plenty of time for more "fun" with his family. But therein lied the problem.

"Damn it...I still can't decide." Dominick said to himself as he stared into his glass of club soda. 'I thought time apart from Suzette, Sabrina, and Emily would make it easier for me to decide who to commit to as my one and only slave. But all I feel is sexually starved again, and the desire to dominate and screw all three of them to feed said hunger. What is wrong with me?' Dominick thought to himself, no closer to making a monogamous decision than when he first departed.

Dominick's strained mood clearly radiated outward, because it clearly got the attention of the man sitting a few barstools down from him, prompting the stranger to move to the stool next to him to offer his aid. "You're certainly giving off a stressed aura. And not in the usual sad drunken dismay kind of way. Did you lose your job or something?" said the black-haired lanky man around the same age as Dominick trying to lend his ear.

Dominick usually was not one for bar talk, but getting stuck in his head was not a comfortable place to be in either. "No, if anything the job is going swimmingly. Got a promotion, more cash will be coming my way, more time with the family..." Dominick said giving a cursory recap as he trailed off upon mentioning his family. "It's more of a home life situation than anything. Very...complicated, and not the sort of thing to discuss to...ummm..." Dominick said as he looked at the man sitting next to him.

"Gregor." The man answered with his name. "Like "Mr. McGregor's Garden" if that helps you remember. And to be fair I have quite the unique home life situation with my own three teenage daughters. Not that it likely compares to your situation I'm sure, but I have personal experience in overcoming uncomfortable familial dynamics and making them better, so who knows? Maybe I'm the best guy to ask!" Gregor said projecting some put on confidence that may or may not have had to do with the beer in his system.

Dominick was apprehensive to say anything to this new bar buddy, much less outright tell him that he is BDSM grooming his two daughters and still domming his wife all behind their backs and that he will inevitably have to commit to one or risk losing all of them. Honestly, the most moral choice was to just pick none of them for violating the trust they put in him. That maybe he could find some solace in doing the right thing rather than feeding his bottomless rapacious hunger. Even so, Dominick wanted to say at least something.

"Without going into too much detail...I find myself stuck at a crossroads at home. One is the moral path that leads to humility and temperance, the other is the path of selfish desire where I simply pursue what I want." Dominick explained vaguely as he tried to form his thoughts. "I...I just want to aim for happiness. For everyone in my family if I can." he said laying out his basic bare bones goal.

Gregor empathized with his inner struggle given how much it reminded him of his own. And so he imparted the same words that helped him make his choice. "To quote my late wife, "You can't always find happiness at the end of the moral path. Sometimes you have to take what you want even when you know it's wrong to do so. That is the difference between a ram and a sheep." and she made it pretty clear she preferred me being the ram in that metaphor." Gregor said trying to reassure his bar mate.

Dominick had a hard time absorbing the advice however. "And that's worked for you?" Dominick said expressing his doubt. "I can pretty much guarantee you that your family is nothing like the one I have at home with my wife and two daughters." Dominick said knowing full well his situation was far from normal.

Gregor just smiled as he got up and paid his tab. "Oh, of that I'm sure." Gregor said confidently. "But that mantra has worked for me and my three daughters Rose, Lily, and Iris at least. And just to simplify, there's nothing wrong with asking your family for permission to be a little more selfish. Speaking of which, my daughters are expecting me home soon so we can entertain each other's "selfish desires", so good luck on your front." Gregor said as he left the uncertain Dominick to his thoughts and half drunken soda.

(30 minutes later)

"Home sweet home." Dominick said under his breath as he finally got back to his house no closer to the answer he sought despite the input from his impromptu bar therapist. No one was there to greet him despite arriving home when he said he would. However, he then noticed a series of flower petals on the floor. More specifically they seemed to form a trail that led upstairs to where Dominick assumed would be his bedroom. A clear romantic invitation for the jetlagged soul, but the question is who laid them out.

'Suzette is the most obvious answer with her having the most overt freedom to extend the invite as my wife, but I wouldn't put it past Sabrina to try this if only just to further cosplay the role of a wife.' Dominick thought as he tried to deduce who he was going to dine upon tonight. As he climbed the stairs, he didn't rule out Emily trying this either. 'Maybe Emily wants to try something more affectionate tonight? Or this is just a thematic lead-in for rose-thorned restraints.' he thought as he knew Emily had been pushing the pain envelope lately.

Arriving at the closed bedroom door where the petal trail ended, Dominick gathered his strength and conviction. 'Whoever it is, just act natural. I've gotten away with this BDSM incest circus without arousing the suspicion of Suzette, Sabrina, or Emily yet, so I have time before I have to make any definitive choice on the long-term goals of feeding my libido and satisfying their own desires. Just enjoy tonight.' Dominick thought to himself as he entered the bedroom, only to be shocked by what he saw within...

Lying on the bed was not one, but three gimped up ladies, all wearing matching latex catsuits with zippers over the crotch. Each of their arms were bound firmly in place behind them with rubbery armbinders. And their heads were each enveloped with a stretchy skintight sweet gwen hood that covered the tape gags beneath them, as well as everything else sans the wearer's eyes and nose. Granted, the two younger gimps with the longer hair had their hair fed out the back of the hood as a ponytail.

Each gimp was color-coded with all their restraints, and Dominick recognized each and every one of them as his wife and daughters. Suzette was rocking a shiny black suit that reflected her own sadistic personality and kinky soul, Sabrina's suit was a vibrant red that reflected her taboo passion and love for her father, and Emily's variant was an innocent white that reflected her "pure" devotion to her newfound submissive faith. Dominick could barely process what he was looking at, though his pecker processed the scene in record time.

"What is...what are...I...you..." Dominick stuttered, dumbfounded by this erotic sensory overload. He thought this must be a dream, the wettest of wet dreams. That, or he somehow died and went straight to heaven without realizing it. Just then, Suzette drew Dominick's attention and pointed her head towards a sheet of paper that was sitting on the bed's nightstand. Darting his eyes back and forth between the paper and the rubber familial bondage dolls, he eventually grabbed the paper and began reading.

'It has come to my attention that you have been giving Emily and Sabrina the bondage treatment with their consent and have been grooming them to become your BDSM slaves via your skills as a veteran master. Most wives would condemn you for violating and corrupting their daughters just to satiate their libido, but then again, I too am guilty of this sin.'

'While you were gone, I discovered Emily's masochistic desires and decided to take advantage of them to satisfy my own sadistic desires just as you have already done with her. Sabrina happened to walk in on us, so I managed to get her to join in on the fun too with some "convincing". I apologize for partaking in them without your permission Master, but we all have a proposal that we think will satisfy everyone involved.'

'Effective immediately upon signature, Suzette, Sabrina, and Emily hereby permanently relinquish their rights and submit themselves to Dominick as slaves in a purely open BDSM relationship acknowledged and respected by all involved parties. This hierarchy states Dominick will dominate over Suzette, Sabrina, and Emily as their master with whom they will all share. And while Suzette will remain submissive to Dominick, she will also serve as mistress to Sabrina and Emily with authority that does not supersede Dominick's authority.'

'This BDSM contract cannot be reversed, undone, or challenged by any female participant upon granting their signed consent but can be freely altered by Dominick per request. The terms of this contact are not subject to a time limitation or expiry date.'

The printed message and contract was then followed by four straight horizontal lines, and while the top line was blank, the bottom three each bore the signature of Suzette, Sabrina, and Emily. Proof they had read, consented, and submitted to the agreed upon terms in the BDSM contract. Only Dominick's signature was empty, leaving the contract incomplete.

Finished reading the contract, Dominick looked back to his fettered wife and daughters with awe and disbelief. "Everything written here...you really all agreed to this freely? This is a heck of a commitment if you are all serious about this." Dominick said double-checking if this wasn't just some kind of giant misunderstanding given how too good to be true this all sounded.

"HMMMFF! MMMMFFF! MMMPPHHH!!" They all moaned as they nodded their heads. Emily was incredibly enthusiastic in her confirmation, and Suzette gave him a sultry look as a part of her own confirmation, but Sabrina seemed noticeably less giddy and almost looked annoyed by the situation. Dominick could tell right away this was probably because she thought she could have him all to herself with her initial marriage dreams, but now Sabrina was clearly begrudgingly compromising just to keep herself in Dominick's orbit.

But as much as Dominick felt bad for Sabrina, he felt worse about himself. As delicious as the grand feast spread out before him looked, as much as he wanted to gorge himself on all three of them, he felt a pit in his stomach that was not carnal hunger. 'This is wrong...' he thought with shame. 'Turning my own wife and daughters into my personal bondage harem just because I can't satiate my carnal hunger is beyond obscene. No moral man would ever let something like this come to fruition...' Dominick thought, teetering between his guilt and libido.

Dominick's inner struggle raged on until he remembered what Gregor told him in the bar. 'You can't always find happiness at the end of the moral path...' he thought as the message finally seemed to click for him. 'Yeah, it is immoral and self-serving. But I think I've earned the right to be a little selfish. To be a ram instead of a sheep. And if the three of them are really on board, who am I to deprive them of their sexual appetites either?' Dominick thought, finally finding some resolute strength in his decision.

He turned his attention back to the bound and gagged Suzette, Sabrina, and Emily. "As a responsible husband and father, I know I should be discouraging this sort of lewd and shameless display of perversion with incestuous implications..." Dominick stated calmly, prompting a look of concern from the black, red, and white gimps. But then Dominick grabbed the pen left on the nightstand and swiftly signed his name on the empty line. "But as a dominating master, I have no such reservations!" Dominick said boldly.

He then grabbed the BDSM contact and pulled it flat from top to bottom with both hands, displaying the now completed document to the faces of his three new pieces of property like it was a king's decree. "Heh...read it and weep ladies. I now legally own all three of you as my personal bondage slaves. Freedom is but a faded memory for you bitches, and you'll serve me now and forever more!" Dominick said with cruel whimsy. He knew there was no legal weight to this sheet of paper, but he wanted to really sell his sadistic return to form.

And sell it he did. "Mmmffff! Hmmmfff! Mmmpphhh!" the three slaves moaned with great excitement upon seeing their master accept their submissive proposal in full. There were no more secrets anymore, no more shame in their mutual fetishes, just pure BDSM family fun with Dominick as the "S", Suzette as the switch, and Sabrina and Emily as the "M's". All that was left to do was to consummate the agreement with some erotic festivities to celebrate the creation of this new leather family.

Dominck quickly disrobed, and he knew exactly where to start as he climbed on the bed and mounted Sabrina. "Hmmmff!?" Sabrina mewed as her father and master undid the crotch zipper of her red suit. Dominick saw his oldest daughter's discomfort in being forced to share him in this arrangement, so he saw fit to give her all the love first. And receive it she did. Sabrina instantly perked up seeing she was Dominick's first choice. "MMPHH!" she moaned as he penetrated her with his pecker and sent her senses to the moon.

As Sabrina became enraptured by the carnal sensations and romantic validation, she could not help but shoot her mother Suzette a smug look in her eyes. Almost as if to say, "Ha! He picked me first without even hesitating! Still feel like top bitch now?" The cocky sentiment was not lost on the mature black gimp, and she was not about to take that sitting down, or rather, that was "exactly" what she planned to do. Suzette applied all the binds, including her own self-bondage, so she had an easier time moving than her daughters did.

With that mobility, Suzette shifted herself towards the bitchy red gimp and promptly lifted herself above her daughter's face. And with a slow but deliberate action, she pressed her black latex clad ass against her daughter's face and sat on it. "HMMFFF! GMMMFFF!!" Sabrina moaned in opposition to having her mother's butt squished over her face. But all this did was prompt Suzette to clench her cheeks and smother Sabrina's nose to rob her of air. All the while, Dominick was still gleefully pounding away at Sabrina's pussy.

"Ah, so the veteran slave wishes to show the younger generation how it's done. You have your master's permission to proceed then, provided you pay me tribute with your own pussy of course. I don't want you to forget the pecking order after all." Dominick said with great interest in seeing what his wife could do on her end. He may have had no interest in being dominated himself, but seeing a mother-daughter lesbian BDSM show was something he would happily spectate in.

"Hmmfffff..." Suzette mewed seductively as she nodded her head in agreement to her master's terms. Dominick then proceeded to unzip her crotch zipper and leaned in to lick and penetrate her exposed pussy with his tongue. "Mmmmffff..." Suzette purred as pleasure rocked her body, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she finally joined the sexual menagerie herself.

"GMMMFFF! MMMPPHHH!!" Sabrina shouted profusely. Not from having her mother butt in on her intimate moment, because she was suffocating via her literal butt. She tried to shake her head repeatedly, but her mother's rear grip made the struggle futile. Having spent the past two weeks "prepping" her daughter, Suzette knew Sabrina's limits and unclenched her cheeks and lifted her hips up slightly.

Sabrina began panting the like crazy. She was drowning in euphoria from her father's thrusting and her mother's suffocation that fueled her pleasure. But no sooner did Sabrina regather her strength did Suzette plop herself back over her face and use her ass to give her cheeky daughter breathplay all over again. It was sensual sight for Dominick to witness as his tongue savored his wife's insides and his pecker swelled in response to the erotic show. But Dominick was not alone in his appreciation of the carnal debauchery unfolding.

Though not an active participant in the action, Emily was getting incredibly aroused seeing the sexual dynamic play out live for her. 'Mom is amazing! A true switch! She's domming Sabrina effortlessly with her breathplay, using her ass to assert her dominance as mistress. And yet, she's still being completely submissive to Master in letting him dine on her pussy. Pure submission with her front, and absolute dominance with her rear!' Emily thought as she heaped praise on her mistress and watched intently, being careful not to blink and miss a second.

The white gimp then suddenly felt the zipper to her crotch be undone while her focus was on the action. She saw Dominick had reached over to where she was sitting and beckoned her closer. "I'm not so cruel as to leave you out of the fun my dear. It's our first time with all four of us, and you deserve a taste of your master's love too." Dominick said coming up for air from Suzette's crotch. Emily eagerly nodded her head and scooched in closer to the action.

His prey within striking range, Dominick then reached out with one of his free hands and swiftly dug his fingers deep into Emily's pussy and spared no effort stimulating her most sensitive regions. "MMMMMMFFFFFF!" Emily moaned as her nerves fired off and the dopamine flooded her masochistic mind. She now had plenty of physical stimulation to fully enjoy the show playing out in front of her, and it was far better than anything she ever viewed online given she was now an active participant in the carnal play.

With Sabrina riding his cock, Suzette being savored by his tongue, and Emily hooked by his fingers, Dominick could effectively control and dominate his entire leather family all at the same time. He felt power, euphoria, and for the first time in half a decade, he felt his carnal hunger finally filling. Emily was his appetizer, Sabrina his entrée, Suzette his main course, and even Suzette's domination of his two daughters as well served as an excellent dessert to perfectly cap off this sexual feast for the ages. All that was left was the bill...

"I'm going to cum now! I expect all of you to lean in for the climax if you all wish to do so as well." Dominick advised as he thrust harder with red, licked rougher with black, and fingered more vigorously with white. He could feel each of his color-coded rubber concubines reaching their limit as he approached his own. "MMMPPHHH! HMMMFFF! MMMMMFFF! MMMMMPPPHHHH!!" the three slaves moaned loudly in rounds as they each achieved orgasm with their Master soon to follow.

The three latex ladies slumped over to the side as they let the pink cloud wash over them from pure carnal bliss, panting all the while. As Dominick looked down at his handiwork after pulling back from all of them, he felt a strange tinge of satisfaction. Not from the hot action mere moments ago, but from realizing he felt right at home in this sort of profane arrangement. He was fully in his element, and so too were his three new slaves who also just so happened to be his wife and two daughters. No regret, just contentment.