Later that night

It is a little past midnight when your mom looks down at your sweaty body and glazed eyes and decides to let her lesson come to an end. Quickly your bondage is changed again, but you are to lost to notice it. Only when your father steps in front of you with his dick out you are able to center your attention. 'Dick means pleasure', your remaining brain tell you and you immediately try with your whole soul to just get this heavenly dick between your lips. Agony fills you when the bonds keep it just out of your reach, and you are on the verge of crying from not being able to suck this cock.

Finally, he takes the last step forward and you take him down your throat immediately. "There you go slut. Now tell me again how much you hate dicks." Your mom can't help but chuckle at your lewd display of dick-greed.

It doesn't take long for your father to unload straight down your throat. The lewd display of his new daughter bobbing desperatly on his cock is rapidly bringing him to his relief, and he grunts deeply while pulling your face against his crotch. When he lets go of you, you grasp for air, smiling contently knowing of the lust you just gave someone and happy for hte delicious taste of fresh cum in your mouth. Sadly, your own lust is still boiling, and nobody makes a move to satisfy your need. Instead, your mother takes your fathers place, and you suddenly find a pussy pressed into your face. The smell is quite different from a cock, but you still obey her unspoken order and try your best to satisfy her. Your switch between softly sucking on her clit and fucking her with your tongue until her moaning signals, that you are doing something right. When she cums, a little squirt of pussyjuice fills your mouth and you again can't help but feel proud and happy at the pleasure you gave her.

Both of you catch your breath before she, still naked, unties you from the post and pulls you with her towards the bathroom. After locking the door behind her, she orders you into the shower cubicle. The shock of ice-cold water raining down on you, together with the load of cum in your stomach quench the fire in your loins a bit, but you are still dizzy from unfulfilled arousal when you are guided back to your room. Now that you can think again, you immediately want to die from shame when remembering what you have done with your parents.

The next surprise awaits you when you see your father working on your door. "What are you doing?", you ask when he lifts the door from its hinges and puts it aside. "Your mother and I have agreed that a horny slut like you should be under constant observation. That means no privacy for you anymore. Ah, and now that you are finished showering, I can finally unscrew the bathroom lock."

You look from your dad to your mom, speechless at the humiliation of being patronized like that, but she just slaps your butt and pushes you onto your bed. "Sleeping time, Jane. And don't even think about masturbating, young slut. You will go to sleep just as you wished: Without an orgasm."