Hold back as much as possible.

"Dad, is that true?" My sisters asked as my father grunts and filled my pussy with his cum. He quickly pulls out of my and whips around, showing his now Simi hard cum covered cock to his youngest daughter. That action provides me with enough distraction to hide my cum filled body deeper in the bed.

"Yes, it all is. She is pregnant with her second child, and the father of either one is a secret. So you could say she is a slut. Does that change your opinion of her?." He answered

"Well, maybe," she studded.

"Well, it shouldn't. She is our family, and we should support her no matter how many 'mistakes' she makes.

I gave birth to my second child a few months after that.

This a month after that, I woke up alone in bed. This wasn't a rare occurrence because dad alway liked his morning fuck with some random contracted woman; however, what was odd was he left me a note on the bedside dresser.

Our ceremony is at 12. There is a company down stairs that will help you get ready.

As a young girl, I dreamed of my wedding date, but I never dreamed that the man waiting for me at the end of the walk would be my own father. However, that wasn't what bothered me now. What bothered me was the un emotional none salant way he told me that is was our wedding day.

When I walk downstairs and into the kitchen, I find A group of four women all sitting around the table when a modern wedding dress. It definitely was not conservative, but much to my relief, it wasn't sluty either. I don't know what I was expecting; I am just happy it is middle of the road and not sluty.

The woman spent the next 4 fours getting me ready. One worked on my hair, one my nails and two worked on trailering the dress to fit me perfectly. It was clear that each of them are contracted women also because they would look me in the eye, let alone talk to me.

At 11:30, my dad/future husband/master must have finished getting ready and gotten bored because the sounds of him fucking a woman into a wall grow from the next room over. As expected, my assistants didn't even react to the extremely loud sounds of a woman being fuck one room over. They must have heard it a lot.

My assistants are skilled; they had me ready to go to my future husband exactly at 12. I walk into a large living room, which has been cleared out completely. Standing at that far end of the room is my father dressed in his best, next to him is one of his lawyer friends.

Before my bad lawyer friends knelt his wife, wear a normal dress and giving him a blow job. Kneeing into from my father is my mother. Unlike the lawyer wife, my mother is dressed in her original wedding dress. I have seemed it multiple times from looking at photos, and I would be able to spot it anywhere. However, the dress has been heavily modified, to a point anyone normal would say it is destroyed. A hole has been cut out of her elegant for her ass, pussy, and two for her tits. My father's cock is completely down her throat. The moment my mother became aware of my presence, she pulled her head off my father's cock and presented her bare pussy to him. As I walked towards them, the man that I was about to marry fucked my mother's pussy. By the time I made it into my position, my future husband is in full on fuck fest with my mother, causing her to moan out loud with his finger digging into her ass.

With me, in my position, The lawyer began speaking, and my dad swift his cock from my mother pussy and her asshole.

Lawyer: "let me make this clear this union is not voluntary. The is a union between master and servant, and you just happen to be the highest servant. If you understand, clean your master's cock off of everything from the woman you are replacing… with your mouth."

My father pulls out his cock from my mother ass and points it towards me.