She is busy with the twins.

Amber guided John through a surprisingly large house, down a set of stairs, and into a large central living area, where they saw a large group of people.

The people were of varying ages, and were, for the most part, naked and were almost all engaged in some sort of sexual activity, it was a proper orgy.

Amber held her dad's hand as they walked through the group, with John not really surprised, given his daughter's proclivities.

As she guided him into another hallway off to the side, John asked again about his wife, "Where is Kira?" He insisted.

"We are here," Amber replied in a falsy sweet voice.

She opened a large door with a keypad lock, and after her dad walked through she shut it behind them. They entered a large bedroom, with a very large four-post canopy bed.

On the bed were his sons, the twins, and so was Kira, and all three were naked. And the twins were both fucking her, and giving it to her pretty hard.

Amber saw her dad's response, his mouth wide open. She walked up behind him and hugged him, one of her hands moving down to touch his cock from outside of his pants. He was hard, she wasn't surprised.

John was amazed, his wife and daughter Kira was giving it as hard as she was taking it. One of the twins was fucking her hard doggy style, gripping her beautiful ass roughly, his muscles visibly flexing as he pounded her.

The other twin laid before her, and Kira was sucking his cock, her head bobbing up and down vigorously. Her large breasts were jiggling as she did it. It was an quite an erotic sight.

John was amazed at how beautiful she looked doing this, and more so how hard she was going at it, as Kira had always been quite shy at having sex with anyone but him.

He felt Amber's hand on his cock, and felt the cool air on it, as she had pulled it out of his pants. And he heard her voice in his ear, "She looks good fucking doesn't she dad? This is what she was meant to do. She was meant to do what I do, she should be fucking everyone she can, you should embrace it."

This wasn't supposed to be this way, something felt off. This wasn't at all like Kira and he could feel it. He could feel that while she was doing this with effort, she was not doing this with enthusiasm.

Amber took her father's hand and gently pulled him out of the room, back to the living room where perhaps two dozen people were engaged in some form of sex.

"This is what we did when we left, we got this going," Amber explained. "People here are sexually repressed, we gave them an outlet to work past that. And we make pretty good money doing it."

"Money?" John asked, "You are selling this? Prostitution?"

"Some might call it that, I don't," Amber replied. "We give people happiness they would otherwise not know, joys and earthly pleasures this world has denied them.”

As they spoke they kept moving through the crowd, soon going back up a set of stairs, and finally to a small landing overlooking the large room. This was indeed a very large house.

"How did you get this place?" John asked, "It is a lot bigger than the apartment, I sure didn't buy it."

Amber laughed lightly, "I got married dad, to the prior owner, not too long after we last saw each other."

John's eyes went wide, how so quickly? He could feel how proud of herself she was at this moment.

"Not long after we parted ways, I met an older man who owned this house, a very wealthy older man," Amber continued, smiling as she spoke. "He was a lot older, in his eighties, let's just say he thought I was a gift from God."

Her dad looked around briefly, taking this in, wondering what had happened to the older man, but deep down he knew, and he didn't have to ask to get an answer.

"An old guy like that can only take so much fucking dad," Amber continued. "I got plenty on the side from the twins, who stayed at the apartment, and I moved Celeste in here to help with Fredrick. And before long, his heart just gave out."

John's eyes flared in anger, "You killed him?" he said, raising his voice.

Amber laughed loudly, "Dad, please. Celeste and I were fucking him in a threesome when he died, so you might say that, but if anything we fucked him to death, we should all hope to go out that way."

"He died well, fucking Celeste while she ate me out, it was a good end," she continued. "And we got to keep this place and the money he had in the house, and it was a lot."

Well, that explained the house, but not abducting Kira and himself.

"So why do you want us here? Why not just let us leave? It cannot be just for a few more children." John asked, this did not yet add up.

"We do need more dad, but not from you," she replied. "You will just need to help us produce children, with just Celeste, Kira, and myself. And we need your research on synthesizing the breast milk.”

“You can have all the sex you want at our nightly parties as well, there will be dozens of young women to fuck. It will be a good life for the time we need you here."

"And Kira? What about her?" He responded, "Why is she with the twins, she didn't want to do that, she was pretty adamant about it."

"We are running a business here dad," Amber replied. "People pay for companionship, they pay to be a part of orgies like this one, and they pay for extras. The money is pretty good, and more than the money, we make friends in very high places. It gains us the influence that we need to keep operating as we do now."

She leaned over the edge ad looked over the group below, "The mayor of Paris is down there, so is a council member and a magistrate. Amber continued. "We have members of the state police partake in our services, and on occasion a national politician, that influence gain is more important than money dad."

"So why us, why Kira?" John asked more insistently, his voice still raised.

"Because they expect me to be involved, they expect me to be a part of the entertainment dad. They expect to have a turn fucking me," Amber replied. "And you know I prefer women, I am ready to just be with women, and you and the twins when needed."

She pointed at a large leather chair, an old and ornate chair with small platforms around it. There was a beautiful young woman sitting in it, naked, her arms appeared to be bound to the chair, and she was wearing a blindfold.

"That is called the dinner table dad," Amber continued. "The woman sitting in that chair eats cum dad, a lot of cum. She is expected to swallow cum from anyone who gets on one of those platforms. The men jerk off into her mouth, and whoever is there swallows almost all of it."

As she said this an older man stood up on the platform to her left, and put his hand on her head, and pushed his dick into the woman’s mouth as he jerked himself off into her mouth.

“On any given night, the woman on that chair will swallow the cum of thirty men or more, depending on the crowd.”

She then pointed at another piece of furniture, a very nice leather chase, but it was oddly shaped. Another beautiful young woman was laid over it blindfolded, seeming to be bound to it, and there was a man behind her fucking her. And another man was behind him.

"We call that the dessert table, the woman who works that table has men cum inside of her, one after another, after another," Amber seemed disgusted by it. "These two were added not long after we opened, to separate us from our competition in Paris, and they make us a lot of money."

John looked at the two women being used by the men in the room, he was also disgusted by the sight. What the fuck did this have to do with Kira?

"You see dad, once a week, our customers, the important ones, expect me and Celeste to be at the dinner table and the dessert table, and I don't like doing it, I never did. I find the experience quite demeaning.”

Amber smiled, a rather sinister-looking smile, "But the thing is, Kira and I look quite a lot alike, I am guessing that in the passion of the moment, as much as we look alike, nobody will be able to tell the difference."

John was now even more disgusted, and he felt his anger swell within him.

"It is mom's turn, dad," Amber continued. "She and Celeste will be manning those positions soon. We need that as well, we have to keep doing business, and I plan to sell mom's sweet pussy, it will make us quite a lot of money dad."

She saw her dad's rage building, there were a few ways to do this, she wanted it to go as well as possible.

"She only has to work one night a week dad, and not for long, an hour or so at each table. This is happening, nothing can change it, but you will get to lead a really good life." Amber took her dad's hands, and looked him in the eyes, "You will share a room with mom, you still get to fuck her."

"But you get to fuck me as well, and my daughter Celeste, you haven't fucked her yet right?" Amber continued. "And look out there dad, that party happens often, and I have ten girls who work here at any given time as our whores, and you can have any of them you want. All the sex you could ever imagine dad."

"And I know how much you like fucking your daughters, we will keep making more children, and there will be a lot of daughters dad. Imagine having unlimited sex, and unlimited money, you can be an important part of this."

“Imagine having ten daughters to fuck, maybe twenty. All beautiful young women, all in perfect beautiful shape forever, for hundreds of years. Riding your beautiful cock forever.”

But she could already feel it was going poorly, and now they saw girls in the chair called the dinner table taken away, and saw it cleaned up before Kira was brought in and seated in the chair. Her hands and arms were bound to it, and a blindfold was placed over her eyes.

"No..." John said, shocked that Amber would do this to her mother.

John tried to rise in anger, but as he did he felt the twins behind him and they were easily able to overpower him. He felt a powerful punch in the stomach, and then opened his eyes and saw Amber shove something into his mouth.

"No yelling now dad, that would be bad for business," she said in a coy tone, "You can give those back to mom when she is done tonight."

They were Kira’s panties. He could taste her, fuck.

As he was pulled away by his almost inhumanly powerful twin sons, John saw the first man in the line set up on the platform and start to jerk his cock into Kira's mouth.

He saw two spurts of cum enter her mouth as he was overpowered, followed by several more, then another man pushed his cock into her mouth. She wasn’t fighting them, why wasn’t she fighting them?

He felt a hand over his mouth as he was dragged away, he was unable to fight, fuck these two young men were strong.

John was placed back into the room he woke up in earlier. They pushed him in roughly.

"Don't wait up for mom, she will not be in for a while," John Jr. said laughing, smiling at his twin brother.

"You should know dad, mom said no at first when we wanted to fuck her," Jackson replied. "And she really meant it, until we told her we were going to fucking kill you if she said no."

John found his hands in fists, but in his rage he controlled himself, he could not handle these two young men.

"After we told her that, well that bitch started to suck cock like a street walking whore," John Jr. said, laughing. " I know why you kept her to yourself all those years, Jackson and I are going to have to make a habit out of tag-teaming that fine ass."

That’s why she wasn’t fighting, she was doing this to save John, fuck.

One of the twins turned on a large TV on the wall, and he saw his daughter on the chair, with another man fucking her mouth, and then cumming into her mouth. He saw Kira on screen suck the man’s cock after he finished cumming in her mouth, swallowing his cum.

“We will take another turn at mom tomorrow, but first she gets to spend her first night feeding, eating cum. Enjoy the show asshole,” one of the twins said.

As he said this, yet another man moved in, shoving a long black cock into her mouth, which she sucked as the man jerked into her mouth, soon cumming as the other men did.

And as with the other men, Kira appeared to swallow his cum, and sucked his cock as it softened.

“Mom is going to have a lot of cum in her mouth tonight, you might avoid kissing her…at least for tonight,” one of the twins said in a cruel tone. “Keep watching though, we are both going to add to what she tastes before she is done.”

The two brothers laughed, high-fived, and walked out of the room. John heard the door lock securely, and wondered how the fuck he was going to get Kira and himself out of here.

He pondered the circumstances. Forgetting the problem of essentially being in custody, Amber had known his travel plans. She knew the people he was using to make his arrangements.

This meant he couldn't trust his people, at least not in Paris, and that complicated the travel they needed to do greatly. But first, they needed to get out of this place.

He looked again at the big monitor on the wall, seeing yet another man cum in his daughter’s mouth. They had to get away from here.