Nothing, but...

"Lily, could you come here?" Rose called, looking at me with scolding eyes. Within a few seconds, my oldest bounded out in a cheerleading uniform that had a longer skirt than my outfit which made me slightly jealous, but it showed off about as much skin. I couldn't help but gawk a little bit at Lily's body. She was pretty fit and I hadn't seen her with such little clothes on ever. That is one problem I never had with her; there were never any "you are NOT going on wearing that, young lady," comments. She usually wore baggy clothes. I don't know how she stayed in shape, though.

"Yes, Daddy," she asked her brother.

"Would you mind punishing your mother here? She's wearing panties. I want you to spank her, you decide how much, and then whatever else you want. Don't take forever, but have fun. And, Mother, you listen to Lily and do what she says. Be a good bitch," came the order.

"Yes, sir," we said in unison.

"Oh, and Lily, don't make her cum. I wanna do that," Rose remarked before heading back toward the table.

"Aw! Can she make me cum?" she asked.

"Yeah. And you can make her wet, but her first climax as a pet is gonna be with me. And if you disobey, I will bring out the paddle."