Uneasy Truce

The women of your family begin to eat. Peg and Elsie try their best to keep a pleasant conversation going but that old awkward tension between your mother and Fiona threatened to ruin the meal. They just glared at each other and answered any questions posed to them in clipped concise answers.

True to her word the moment she could Chloe slips a slice of pizza under the table for you. Laying it on the floor she slides it over to you with her foot. You bow down and kiss her toes when they get close. Chloe responds to this by shoving her big toe into your mouth. You suck it for a short time. You pull back and sit up again before you risked getting into trouble. You peek over the table to share a grateful and mischievous smile with your Cousin.

Fiona looks down at you and strokes your bare back. You show her the piece of pizza on the floor in front of you and she gives you a very subtle nod of her head. You pick it up and happily begin nibbling on it. You sidle even closer to your Mistress, your shoulder pressing into her leg, but you are extra careful to ensure the food doesn't touch her nice leather skirt or stockings.

Pizza held in both hands you kneel in your spot and listen your family chat. They were talking about women's business, nothing you had to be worried about and nothing you could contribute to as you didn't have permission to speak, but it was still nice to listen. This was simply wonderful. Knelt at the side of your Mistress you had found your place in the world and it felt so damn right.

"Mmmm." You let out a little happy hum and take another bite of food. "He he he. Mmmm."

Looking around you see that your mother was staring at you in a peculiar way. Gone was the annoyance and in its place a deep care for you. You smile at her and bat your eyes.

Your mother lets out a long forlorn sigh.

"What's the matter Helen?" Peg asks.

"Look at him Peg. He looks so...so...happy. It's his eyes." A wistful smile plays at your mother's mouth. "Reminds me of when he was little. He was such a happy child."

The entire family stops to look at down you. You bow your head with bashful humility.

"Even as a baby." Your mother says in a whisper quiet voice. "He looked just like that when he used to watch me breastfeed Elsie. So calm. So at peace. So happy." She sighs. "When she was just born he was still feeding...sometimes I'd feed them together." She lets out a little laugh. "He'd hold her as they both suckled. He was so happy, in his eyes, I could see it in his beautiful brown eyes."

You and El share a tender glance. Neither of you could remember that far back but you knew in your heart it was true.

"I think he is happy Helen. And so is Fiona." Your aunt replies softly. "Being in love is a hell of a thing."

"He is a happy boy." Fiona insists as her fingers play along the short hairs of your neck, sending shivers through your body. "He's in love and he's been brought to heel. Of course he is happy. I don't know how you guys missed it. He agreed to anything, insisted on nothing, was always getting picked on. I'd bully him and he'd barely say anything. Hell, he followed me around like a lost puppy." Fiona pets your back. "He even had a crush on me despite everything. He's a submissive right down to his core. He needs someone to control him." She then adds in a quieter tone. "As much as I need someone to call my own."

"Aww." El was looking at you and Fiona overjoyed for the both of you.

Your mother looks to her eldest child in something approaching desperation. "Fiona, end this now. Please. It's not going to get any easier."

"No." Fiona replies. "I love him. He's mine."

Your mother's soft expression tenses. "Life isn't all love and happiness. I wish it were."

"I'm not a bitter old bitch like you."

Your mother understandably bristles at the insult. "Fiona, you're being selfish."

"Damn right I am." Fiona waves her off like a buzzing pest. "You're already tossing us out so fuck what you think. There's nothing more you can do to me. You're done. We'll be just fine without you."

This hurts your mother, deeply. "Fiona please, I don't want to..." Her voice trails off. She was at a loss with Fiona, as always.

"Hey." Peg's calming energy comes in when it is most needed. "It's been a big day. Jesse's homecoming and, er, enslavement. Everyone is on edge. Why don't we calm down a moment. Maybe we can talk about this when everyone is more...centered. Hmm?" Helen and Fiona both go to protest but Peg holds up a hand. "Perhaps the three of us could talk after dinner? Just us three. The kids don't need to be bothered with this stuff just now."

Her sister and niece both grudgingly agree and settle back into their uneasy truce. The group of you continue to eat, Chloe sneaks you another piece under the table. You accept it eagerly and munch it down. Fiona allows you to kneel up to take a drink to wash the pizza down, then you fade back down at her side. The conversation continues but it is even more strained than before. Your Cousin, who was still as hard and horny as you, taps her finger impatiently as she waits for the others to finish eating.

The moment Elsie takes her last bite Chloe speaks. "Hey Fiona, dinner's done, can I play with your boy? PLEAAAAASE!!!"

You giggle and grip your Mistress's thigh. "Please Goddess?"

Fiona looks at the two of you with hard look. Chloe hurries to add. "I know he's healing. I swear I'll be super gentle with him. I swear I'll be careful. Can Jesse and I play? Please, please, please?"

"Why should I let you? What do I get out of it?" Fiona asks with a cocksure grin. "Why should I share my boy?" You cringe at her tone. She was talking to Chloe but the message was directed toward her mother. She was flaunting her control of you in front of the whole family.

Your mother had seen and heard enough. She gets up and reaches out to clear the dishes. El stops her. "I'll take care of it Mom."

"Thank you sweetie." Your mother gives her an appreciative nod then turns to leave. Looking at Fiona and Peg she says. "I'll be in the yard." With that she leaves.

Your Aunt sighs and gives Fiona a long look. She then gets up and follows her sister out of the house.

Fiona chuckles under her breath at causing her mother grief. You wanted to talk to her about it but now was not the time, never in front of others. Fiona asks Chloe again. "Well? Why should I share my boy with you?"

Chloe was deep in thought. "Uhhhh...I saved him from blue balls! Remember? At the hospital."

Fiona chuckles. "You wanted to do that. That was hardly a favor."

Chloe grimaces. "Er, yeah, I guess so. Ummm..."

Fiona interjects. "Maid service."

"Huh?"

"You heard me. Maid service. Every Thursday evening, after work, one hour of service. Clean my car, clean the dungeon..."

"Dungeon?"

Fiona continues unabated. "...do my laundry, and whatever chores we need. My boy needs a day off once in a while."

"I have to be your maid? Every Thursday for...forever?" Chloe was weighing it up. "Err..."

"Not just for this one time with Jesse." Fiona replies. "I'm a reasonable woman. An hour's work equals an hour with my boy."

You and Chloe's smiles both go big. You'd get at least an hour together every week!

Elsie then quips. "You should think about this Chloe. You've seen his lack of inches and I can tell you from our race his stamina is nothing special. Doesn't sound like a good deal to me."

A blush rises in your cheeks even as your turgid member flexes harder. Elsie shoots you a teasing wink.

"I don't care about that shit." Chloe exclaims. "DEAL!"

She stands too quickly and rams her hard cock into the underside of the table. She winces and lets out a grunt but nevertheless reaches across and extends her hand. Fiona stifles a laugh and reaches over to shake her cousin's hand. The deal was done.

"Can we play now?" Chloe asks excitedly. "An advance for your new maid?"

"You'll be gentle with him?"

"SO gentle. I swear it."

"Ummm..." Fiona looks from one of you to the other, humor twinkling in her hazel eyes. "...clear the table and put away the leftovers then sure."

"YEAH!" Chloe fist pumps then gets right to cleaning up. Her tiny breasts and big balls bouncing as she hurries around the kitchen.

Fiona's eyes lock with yours and she bares her teeth. "I'm taking his cherry tonight. So leave that alone."

You damn near swoon to the floor. "Ohhhhh!"

Chloe stands straight, her slightly curved cock pointing skyward in front of her slender body, and salutes like a soldier. "No anal penetration. Yes Ma'am."

"You and Jesse never...?" Elsie asks her sister.

Fiona shakes her head. Holding up her pinky she says. "I was like that big, it hardly counts."

"Heh. I guess not." El replies then says with a sweet honest voice. "I hope it's a wonderful night then. What a special time for you two."

Fiona leans down and hugs you tight in that encompassing embrace of hers. You lean into it and feel that incredible sense of love and safety in her strong arms. What a special time indeed.

Fiona kisses your head then looks to her sister seriously. "Would you mind keeping an eye on them? Chloe can get carried away."

Elsie nods. "I'll watch your boy. He'll be safe."

They hold hands for a moment. "Thank you." Fiona says. She then places the end of your leash into her sister's hand. Fiona stands up and takes a deep breath. Then she marches boldly out to join her Aunt and Mother. You and El are quiet as you watch the door swing closed behind her, both of you wonder how that conversation will go.

Elsie then stretches her perfect hourglass figure, her full breasts stretching her green t shirt to the limit, and then stands up tall. With a little tug of the leash she starts down the hallway. "We'll be in the living room." El informs Chloe.

Chloe nods and hustles to finish her work. "Just be a minute!"

El never gave you the order or opportunity to stand up. On your hands and knees you follow your little sister down the hall and into the living room.