Better than I could've ever imagined

The family meeting was... Interesting...

I stood at the head of the dining table taking a nervous breath as I finished reading the new rules aloud. The whiteboard sat propped against my chest as eight pairs of feminine eyes flicked up and down between it and me.

As I stood there, waiting for any of them to react, I couldn't help but play over all the doubts and humiliations that Cindy had put me through in my life. Every time she'd accused me of being a weirdo, a loser, a creep, a pervert... And here I was, holding what might as well have been a giant sign that admitted everything she'd ever said about me was true...

On my left sat Aunt Cathy and my cousins; Aubrey, Rachel, Becca and Jess, each with expressions ranging from bemusement, to annoyance, to boredom. On my right was my Mom, then Megan and finally... Cindy... Who was visibly turning red, her eyes wide and mouth clamped shut in muted horror... It was a face I'd never seen her make before... she looked like she was boiling, and I couldn't tell if she was about to pass out or scream. Shit... Someone say something...

I started to feel light headed, what if this hadn't worked? What if the power of the machine, the power I'd given myself, failed now? Don't think that... and absolutely don't think 'what if' you idiot...

Mom frowned... Shit... Why is she frowning?! No, no... Focus... Mom definitely took off her socks in my room when I'd made it a rule... And she definitely definitely kissed my dick before she left my room...

This would work... Trust the process... God someone say something...

"I want to move out" Cindy blurted, shattering the awkward silence and turning to my mom with the same pleading doe-eyed expression she always used to get her own way. The doe-eyed expression that had never failed to twist mom to her side… until now...

"With what money exactly? You can't even pay rent here!", For the first time since I could remember Mom scoffed in response.

I felt a wave of strength and relief wash through me, accompanied by a surge of arousal that rushed into my suddenly hardening dick. It was working! No one was saying anything about the insanity of these new rules, no one was screaming or laughing, or calling me a pervert and most importantly no one was pointing any fingers at me. I couldn't help but let out a low, satisfied growl, smirking as I watched my plan start to unfold.

"B-b-but Mom! These rules are so unfair! They're crazy!" Cindy whimpered, her eyelids fluttering in panic.

"Don't be so dramatic Cindy" Mom scolded with an uncaring eye-roll, "They're the house rules and they apply to everyone not just you."

"Cindy, we share the chores in this house," Aunt Cathy warned, drumming her fingers on the table, "this isn't all about you, we all have a responsibility to make sure the TV in the living room is turned on and off at the right times from now on, and that you are fulfilling your role as Max's full-time cum dumpster"

Becca and Jess both nodded in agreement, while Megan joined the others in giving Cindy a judgemental look. My dick throbbed again at hearing Aunt Cathy say those words so casually... like her calling Cindy my 'full-time cum dumpster' was the same as describing any one else as 'a student' or 'a waitress'. I watched my bitch sister's mouth open and close, frantic, **** to try and come up with an argument as her wide eyes glanced between the rest of the family, clearly looking for support.

"I... I can't!" Cindy squeaked, pouting with growing desperation, "I don't have time to do any of that! I'm meant to be seeing Nathan this weekend! Not..." She nodded at the board as though reading any of the rules out loud was too embarrassing for her.

"Cindy Richards!" Mom gasped indignantly, "I did not raise you to be so selfish! Do you think it's fair that everyone else does their chores and you don't?"

"B-but... Mom... No one else has to be Max's ... C-c-cum-dumpster!" Cindy begged, her eyes flicking to me resentfully.

"I don't care - you're going to be Max's full-time cum dumpster and that's the end of it!" Mom snapped, jabbing a finger into the table.

I choked trying to stifle a laugh, coughing and wheezing painfully as I watched the red blush on Cindy's face grow even brighter.

"Are you alright Max?" My Aunt's hand found my shoulder, "Sit down, you look like you swallowed a fly"

"I'm fine!" I coughed again, letting her guide me to sit and blinking rapidly to clear the pained tears from my eyes,

"Jess, sweetheart, could you fetch a glass of water for Max please?"

My cousin sighed begrudgingly before hopping down from her chair and traipsing off in the direction of the kitchen.

Aubrey coughed uncomfortably as she left, flicking back her long auburn hair and folding her arms as she looked at Cindy and then pointedly at Me, "Did you assign those clothes to her?"

"A-Aubrey! What the hell?!" Cindy hissed, betrayed, as her hands clutched at her sweater protectively. The way she grabbed it had the unintended effect of pulling it tight against her chest, her breasts bouncing with her panic before she looked around pleadingly, "M-M-Mom! … M-Max!?"

I cleared my throat, stretching my neck as I eyed my bitch sister with a growing surge of sadistic light-headedness - I couldn't tell if it was the **** or the blood rushing to my rapidly hardening dick that was causing it, but I didn't care, "No... I didn't..."

Cindy stood up, throwing her chair back with an aggressive screech that made the whole table jump, "This is so UNFAIR! Mom! Tell Max to assign me some clothes!"

"I will do no such thing young lady!" My Mom stood also, towering over my blonde sister who almost immediately gasped and shrunk back, cowed by my Mom's unexpected and uncharacteristic aggression. Cindy had always had my Mom wrapped around her little finger, so watching the tables get turned on her so completely was more than cathartic. What made it all the more delicious for me was when my Mom stopped to correct herself, "I mean - I will do no such thing you dick-sucking slut. If Max didn't assign those clothes to you then you need to take them off this instant!"

"Cindy, get your perky tits out now" Aunt Cathy joined in, backing up my Mom. My balls tightened in my pants.

"B-b-but... I don't... This is... It's not... I can't... You'll all... It's..." I watched Cindy's face contort as she spluttered through the start of a dozen useless excuses, her cheeks burning darker and darker shades of crimson. She squealed, making a noise between frustration and humiliation before she reluctantly grabbed the hem of her sweater and yanked it upwards over her head in defeat.

I sat, silent, salivating in the satisfying view of Cindy, Cindy the bitch, taking off her clothes in the dining room, in broad daylight, in front of the entire family. She shimmied out of her jeans and socks, leaving her in just her white bra and panties and looking up at me in something between a scowl and silent pleading.

"This is so embarrassing!" Cindy groaned petulantly, before she unhooked her bra and let her perky breasts bounce enticingly into view. Her panties followed a moment later, her shaved pussy almost as pink as the blush on her cheeks.

My dick throbbed. Fuck.

My bitch sister. My bully. The girl that had tormented me and humiliated me was standing naked in front of the entire family - and no one but her cared!

Aubrey nodded, satisfied, "That's better, right Max?"

"Uh... yeah..."

Cindy held herself, covering her tits with one arm and clutching her bare pussy with the palm of her other hand, I saw her face drop before she brought back those same manipulative puppy-dog eyes, only now they were aimed at me, "Max? Please... please assign me some clothes?"

"Sorry - I don't want to" I said with as casual a shrug as I could muster.

Cindy's face broke back into a petulant frown and she stomped one bare foot against the floor in tantrum, making a hilarious slapping sound. At the same time Jessica returned from the kitchen, a glass of water in her hand. She glanced at Cindy as she approached me, but just rolled her eyes, as though the sight of her cousin standing naked in front of everyone was just... normal.

"Jessica..." My Aunt warned.

"What?" My cousin snapped, then stopped as her eyes flicked to Cindy, "Guh, fine... sorry, I forgot..." She stomped around the table to my bitch sister and, with ****, slapped her ass. Cindy squealed, jumping forwards and away from the stinging spank as the clap echoed around the room - in panic her hands instinctively shot to her ass, uncovering her pussy and breasts for my eyes again.

"H-Hey!" Cindy gasped in protest, which only earned a dismissive shrug from Jessica.

"Gah, that hurt my hand..." My cousin complained conversationally, ignoring Cindy as she brought the glass of water to me, "Here's your stupid water so you don't die? I guess?"

I took it and quickly took a sip, just to hide my own sadistic grin.

"Y-y-you slapped my butt!" Cindy whimpered, almost to herself, only to gasp as my Mom advanced menacingly on her again.

"Language! Your what?"

Cindy swallowed, her eyes growing wider in panic as she glanced between my Mom and the whiteboard, "I mean... m-m-my... ass?"

Aunt Cathy murmured judgementally, "In this house we only use sexual slang when speaking to or referring to you Cindy - You don't have a butt - you have a booty, jiggly-buns, a bandonkadonk..."

I choked, coughing up water in a violent spit-take at Aunt Cathy's creative use of language. My outburst interrupted her train of thought as everyone looked at me again. Cindy shuffled uncomfortably from one bare foot to the other.

I wiped my mouth on my sleeve, holding up a hand in apology, "Sorry just... speaking of language, I'd like to uh... I think Cindy's name should be Dick-Milker now?"

There was a ripple of agreement around the table from everyone except Cindy who just stared at me and gasped indignantly.

"Did you say Dick... Milker?" Becca asked, rolling the words around in her mouth.

"Uh... yeah?"

"Ok - sorry, I just wanted to make sure I heard you right. Dick-Milker it is!"

"W-w-wait! D-don't I get a say in what my name is...?" Cindy pleaded, her voice raised in embarrassed dread.

"No" Mom said simply, "Your name is Dick-Milker until Max decides to change it. If you want your old name back, I suggest being the best cum-dumpster you can be to convince him."

I swear I almost came in my pants. Cindy's mouth hung open as she stared between my Mom and me before her face dropped into a sulking pout, "Fine, my name is... Dick-Milker... ew..."

Megan sighed as though this whole family meeting was just as normal and boring as any other, "Can I be excused? I need to move my stuff into Max's old room so he can sleep with Dick-Milker"

"Of course dear. Actually, that's a good point" my Mom said turning to me as Megan stood and headed for the stairs, "Should I be barefoot and kissing your cock goodbye in your old room or your new one?"

The sincerity of her insane question made my dick throb, I could help but let out a tiny groan of pleasure.

"My... New room..." I tried, with as much confidence as I could muster.

My Mom nodded in understanding, "Great - I'll remember that for next time. Now, unless there's anything else you wanted to talk about, I need to do a grocery and sex toy run, and to pick up some birth control for Dick-Milker too..."

I glanced around the table, feeling the air clearing as each woman looked expectantly at me to be dismissed from the dream that this family meeting had become for me, or the nightmare it was for Cindy. I looked at the whiteboard again, content not to add any thing extra for now - I still wanted to see how this was all going to play out...

"Nope, I think that's everything..."

"Thank you Max" My Aunt Cathy smiled to me warmly, as though I'd done her a favour by fucking up the house rules like this. I guess, in a way, her daughters had been spared my attention as I was wholly focussed on humiliating Cindy as much as possible, I liked to imagine she was thanking me for that, even if she probably didn't know it herself.

"Yeah, thanks" Rachel said as she stood, glaring at Cindy, "Are you going to leave your skanky clothes all over the floor Dick-Milker?"

My naked sister whimpered, covering her breasts again in embarrassment before she glanced enviously at Rachel's outfit and then down at her own discarded clothing, "N-no..."

"Ugh, whatever - give them to me - I'll... get rid of them I guess..." Rachel said impatiently as Cindy reluctantly retrieved her discarded clothing and handed them to her cousin in a messy bundle. Rachel snatched them away and marched towards the stairs, "Unless you want any of this kept for emergencies Max?"

I spluttered on my water again, aware that I'd been holding it to my mouth in an attempt to stifle my own laughter, "Uh... just the sweater...?" I offered.

Cindy shrieked, "It's not a dress! I can't just wear that on it's own when someone comes over or I have to go out... it's... it'll show off my..." She swallowed her embarrassment again, "Everyone will see my... bandonkadonk!"

"If that's what Max is laying out for you, you should be grateful slut" My Aunt Cathy interjected, "Don't make your Mom punish you!"

Cindy's mouth snapped shut so fast I thought she might've bitten her tongue, though I could tell she was no less embarrassed.

Rachel rolled her eyes, "Ok, I'll put the sweater by the front door and then I'll go help Megan with her stuff"

"Wait, sweetie, do you want anything from the grocery store?" My Mom called after her, then turned, extending the question to the rest of the table too.

"Um... Cranberry juice?" Rachel said with a shrug, "I think that's it for me really...?"

Everyone else at the table kind of murmured or shook their heads, until Cindy spoke up reluctantly, "I uh... need more... um... razors?"

"For shaving your cunt stubble?" My Mom asked, the sweet tone of her voice contrasted dramatically with the harshness of her words.

Cindy seemed to notice too and blinked, her mouth opening and then closing before she nodded weakly, "Uh... yeah for... um... my cunt stubble..."

"Perfect, and sex toys?" My Mom put her hands on her hips expectantly, "Does anyone need anything?"

I shuddered in place, my dick threatening to explode any minute, I gagged myself on more water to stop from growling in pleasure. Cindy's shoulders dropped, her face incandescent with defeated shame, "I... um... I need a dildo for my... training? And a vibrator... and... actually two dildos for my... training..."

She want's one to suck and one to fuck herself in the ass with!

"That doesn't sound like enough" My Mom said sceptically, "Aren't you going to want more sizes Dick-Milker? And different types? What about when one is in the wash, how are you going to complete your training then? And what about other things, restraints?"

Cindy winced, "I... uh... I guess... I don't... I didn't think...? Maybe... more then?"

My Mom rolled her eyes, "Don't think you can half-ass this Dick-Milker - you're Max's full-time cum dumpster... full-time means full-time. I'll get a selection and I'll go back again every week to make sure you're always well supplied."

"T-thanks... Mom...?" Cindy groaned, her voice wavering as she glanced at me resentfully.

"I'll come with you" Aunt Cathy said with a helpful smile, "I'm guessing you'll need a hand carrying all of Dick-Milker's new toys to the car!"

"Thanks Cath" My Mom nodded appreciatively, before she turned to me, Aubrey, Becca and Cindy, "Will you be alright on your own for a couple of hours while we shop?"

Cindy pouted, biting her bottom lip as she stood awkwardly, somewhere between trying to cover her embarrassing nakedness and trying to act as though it didn't bother her. Still I could tell she was not looking forward to the prospect of Mom and Aunt Cathy being gone for a while...

"We'll be fine, we're all adults" Aubrey waved them away, "I'll show Dick-Milker how to use my camera, and how to get her videos onto the TV... unless... Max you've been trying and failing to hide an erection for the last 15 minutes... do you want to just use Dick-Milker now?"

My cock throbbed so hard in response that it hurt...