He mocks him

"Nice of you to join us you stupid piece of shit," Lucas spoke with amusement, his voice casual like he was commenting on the weather.

Declan **** his face to stay neutral even though his blood boiled. He swallowed the rage and answered in the exact tone he knew Lucas expected. "I apologize for being late master. Thank you for sending stupid bitch to wake me up."

Every cell in his body hated calling his lovely wife a stupid bitch. Aiko was smart, kind and gentle. Hearing those words come out of his own mouth made him feel sick, but that was what Lucas had decided her new name would be in the house. They had to ensure Lucas believed Declan accepted that too. No hesitation. No cracks.

Lucas gave a small chuckle and went back to scrolling on his phone, clearly satisfied with the response. Niamh didn’t miss a beat, her head still moving up and down on his lap, her small perky breasts swaying gently with the motion. Her pale freckled skin looked even softer in the morning light coming through the kitchen windows.

"What's fucking taking so long. Are pancakes really that tough to make, mommy milkers?" Lucas called out toward the kitchen, his tone sharp and demanding.

Mommy milkers. That was what Lucas had decided his mother’s new name would be. Declan kind of saw where the name came from as a guy, Maeve’s massive heavy breasts were impossible to ignore, but it still didn’t make him feel any less disgusted. The casual way Lucas threw it around made Declan’s headache throb harder.

"Be right with you my sweet son. Please forgive Mommy for being such a dumb useless slut," Maeve replied from the kitchen with a sweet smile. She turned slightly, her thick wavy auburn hair shifting in its loose bun as she flipped another pancake. Her massive freckled breasts jiggled noticeably with the movement. The apron barely covered anything important, leaving most of her pale voluptuous body exposed. Her thick round ass faced the dining area again as she worked at the stove, completely unashamed.

Aiko stood quietly beside her, her nipples and her smooth pussy visible every time she shifted. She helped measure ingredients without speaking, her movements mechanical. Declan caught the briefest glance from her, but she looked away quickly.

Just then, Lucas and Declan’s attention was drawn to the stairs as their younger sister Ciara skipped into the room. Her footsteps were light and bouncy, full of that fake playful energy Lucas had programmed into her. While Niamh was a spitting image of their mother in terms of face and hair, she didn’t have Maeve’s massive breasts. Ciara meanwhile looked a bit different but had practically identical huge bouncy natural breasts. And these breasts were hard to look away from when they came bouncing toward you. They strained against the tiny pink crop top she wore, the thin fabric doing almost nothing to hide how they moved. Her short plaid skirt barely reached the top of her thick creamy thighs, and Declan knew from previous mornings that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

Ciara came to Declan first. She leaned down and hugged him while staying standing, pressing her massive tits right against his face. The soft, warm flesh smothered him for a few seconds, her nipples hard through the thin material. She held the hug longer than necessary, rubbing her breasts against him slowly like it was the most natural thing in the world. Declan kept his hands at his sides and didn’t react. He couldn’t.

Lucas had made sure Ciara was the house slut. She was supposed to tease every member of the family constantly, rubbing up against them, flashing her body, acting like a complete whore at all times. But she only had actual sex with Lucas. That rule had been made very clear from the start.

The 20 year old had actually been the first one Lucas changed after acquiring his mind control powers.

Declan thought back to how it all started. The two of them had been on a trip to Egypt. Ciara was fairly bookish and introverted normally. She needed to go for an archaeological dig but wanted someone to accompany her. Declan now regretted turning down the chance to be her chaperone. That decision had left her going with Lucas instead. It was only a three day trip. When the two of them returned, Ciara was dressed and acted like a complete whore. In a short skirt and top that showed off her huge tits, constant flirting and touching Lucas inappropriately. Maeve had been furious at first, demanding answers and threatening to throw Lucas out of the house. But Lucas had simply pointed his finger at her and told her that she was completely okay with her daughter being a dumb slut. Declan had watched in horror as his mother’s face changed from rightful indignation to submissive acceptance in a matter of seconds. Things had only gone downhill from there as Lucas kept pushing boundaries, testing how far he could go with each new command.