Therapy session 3

{if com = 1} Sunday December 21st {else} {endif}

"Mmmm, so excited babe." Ava said to me, taking a seat beside Sophia, watching her work. She leaned over, and started kissing Sophia gently, before reaching up and pinching her sister's nipple. I was content to watch for a while, but Lilith walked up behind me.

"Here you go master." She hands me my cellphone. "It's been ringing for a bit." I take the phone, and slap her ass as I walk out of the kitchen.

"Don't forget who you belong to slut." I see Lilith blush, and I walk into the living room. I check my call log, and see 3 missed calls from Peter. I grin, as I dial back. After a few rings, he picks up the phone.

"Hello, John?" I hear his familiar voice from the other end.

"Hey Peter, sorry I missed your calls. Is there anything I can help with?"

"Yes, well. I'm calling you back because the girls have been begging for another therapy session."

"Yeah," I chuckle. "Your sluts really miss my cock inside them, huh?"

"Well, yes. I was also worried because you said you wanted to do one session a week, and we never heard back from you last week."

"Yes, I'm sorry about that. I saw your phone calls, but I was preoccupied with other things. Additionally, since the first two sessions were so close to each other, it was fine for a short break. But I'm glad you called, I really liked filling your sluts with my cum."

"Ahem." Peter cleared his throat. "Yes, well, I hope that this session won't end that way. I have the $3,000, so you should bring condoms."

"Of course Peter, you won't have to worry about that. However, we do have to talk about that a bit. Since you two are getting married now, that's going to require the therapy to change a little."

"Oh?" He said, sounding a bit worried.

"Nothing to be concerned about. Instead of the traditional therapy, where I treat them like the 3 hole cumdumpsters they are, I will instead do a form of therapy that will involve planning the wedding."

"Oh. You'll be planning my wedding?"

"Yes. Don't worry, I'll still **** them and remind them of their place, but I will also be in charge of important decisions for the festivities."

"Well that's fine I suppose."

"Yes, well, it will cost more money, unfortunately."

"Oh." He paused. "How much more money?"

"Well for this session, it will cost an additional $3,000."

"So a total of $6,000?"

"That's right. I'm on my way now, tell your sluts to be ready to take a real mans cock again. And you get the money ready."

"Wait, I'm not sur-" I hung the phone up. Calls with Peter always perk me up, what a guy. I turn back to the kitchen, and see Ava fingering Lilith from behind, as she's bent over the countertop.

"You fucking slut, you loved us playing with your cunt, didn't you? Letting your own grandchildren own you, what is wrong with you?" I look over at Sophia, who is very obviously distracted by the incestual display in front of her, although trying her hardest to pretend she isn't. I walk over to her, and she looks up to me.

"Here Soph." I offer her my hand, and she takes it. I pull her up, and bring her over to where Ava is molesting Lilith. "Ava, why don't you let your sister get a try." Ava turns around, and seeing Sophia breathing shallowly, while staring at her grandmothers red ass, she smiles.

"Of course sis." She leans over, and puts her wet fingers into Sophia's mouth. "Here, why don't you taste her." Sophia obediently opens up, and suckles on her sister's fingers, before listing her hand, and gently rubbing Lilith's ass.

"Go wild Soph. I'm giving you ownership of grandma for a while, so why don't you vent out your lust on her." I take Ava's hand, and pull her out of the kitchen.

"Hey, where are we going? I want to watch." She says, giving me a puppy dog look.

"You can if you want. Either way." I yell down the hall. "Fred! Get your ass down here." After a few seconds, he stumbles out of the bedroom. I point into the kitchen, and as he approaches, he sees the scene, and pulls up the camera to record. "Listen, Fred is gonna record it. You can stay if you want, or you can come have a therapy session with me." She looks at me as if I had grown another head.

"Therapy? What he hell are you talking abou..." She pauses. "Oooooh. With what's her name and her slutty cow mom."

"Isabella, and her slutty cow stepmom. To be." I correct her.

"Hmmm." She looks towards the kitchen, and thinks hard. However, looking at Fred, she looks back to me. "I'll watch it later. And hey, I'm the queen here, so if I want, I can make them reenact it." She smiles, hugging me.

"That's the spirit. Alright, let's go."

"What, right now? We just got home."

"Yeah, but today, we're going to plan Peter and Victori-" Ava interrupts me.

"Slut cow."

"Right," I grin at her. "Peter and slut cows wedding."

"Reeeallly? Sounds like fun. And also like a lot of work."

"Nonsense. Especially not since I'll just have someone actually plan it afterwards, just with the changes we make."

"Alright. All play, no work."

"Exactly. Let's go."

"After you, my king." She says, bowing slightly, then sticking her tongue out at me, causing me to laugh. "Oh, hey, can we see about changing her legal name to slut cow?" She asks, as we head out the door.

---

"This is the home?" Ava asked, stepping out of the car.

"Yep."

"Alright." She shrugged. "Far be it from me to tell them how to spend their money."

"No, that's up to me." We walk up to the house, and knock on the front door. I looked over to Ava, who looked excited. I didn't have a picture of Isabella or Victoria, so I just described them. I turn back to the door as I hear it click, and Isabella welcomes us. She looks as great as she did when I first saw her in the diner, with the exception of her wardrobe. She was wearing a pair of short shorts, and a shirt that had the words "Dumb Slut" written on it. I could hear Ava gasp lightly when she got a look at her.

"Hi John!" She smiles brightly at me, then looks over to Ava with an uneasy look, especially when she sees my arm around her waist.

"Hi, I'm Ava." Ava blurts out, reaching out to Isabella, and fondling her breast through the shirt. "Mmm, you definitely look like a dumb slut." I saw her licking her lips while she molested this girl at the front door, finding her nipple through the thin shirt, and Isabella turned to me, with a slightly worried look on her face.

"She's my assistant, and she'll be joining us for the session." She nodded, and then gasped as Ava put her hands down her shorts. I pressed on Ava's back. "Alright, why don't we take this inside." Ava took the hint, and pulled her hand back, licking Isabella's juices off her fingers.

"Sorry about that." She looks at Isabella. "I'm just very excited to play with you."

"Oh. Well, it's nice to meet you." Isabella leads us down the hallway towards the living room. "How long have you worked with John?"

"It's very new." Ava responded. "How many times has your slut cow mommy **** you since the last session?"

"Oh, at least twice a day." She said, without blinking an eye. "Since you told us that worthless whores can only open their legs for superior men, mommy kicked dad out of the bedroom, and had me replace him." I smiled hearing how natural it came to her to call Victoria mommy now. "She's really rough with me in bed, and most nights, she makes me lick her ass until she falls asleep."

"And do you enjoy rimming your mommy every night?" Ava said, with her hands down her pants.

"Not really, but she hits me when I say I don't want to. It's just how she shows me she cares. After all, we're both useless whores."

"Yes you are." I say, as we turn into the living room, to see Peter sitting on the couch, next to Victoria. Victoria is wearing a tight workout outfit, from the looks of it. A revealing one at that. On her top, is the word "Slutty Cow Mommy." Ava laughs when she sees that.

"What a coincidence." She says quietly. Isabella walks over to Victoria, and gets on her knees, facing us. Victoria pulls on her braid, and pushes her face down to the floor. She then puts her foot on her face, and Isabella starts licking it obediently. She sighs, and closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation. Peter stands up with a smile, not paying attention to his future wife abusing his daughter.

"John! It's good to see you again." He turns to Ava. "And who might you be?"

"I'm Ava, I'm John's new assistant. I'll be in the sessions, learning from the best." She reaches over, and pinches my butt.

"Hey!" I give her a look, and she smiles at me, before I turn back to Peter. "It's good to see you too Pete. I'm glad to see your whores have followed to the sessions so well."

"Yeah, they've really taken to it. The entire last week, they begged for another session."

"That's understandable. I hear Victoria kicked you out of the bedroom, so they need someone to treat them like the dirty, back-alley sluts they are."

"Yeah." Peter rubs the back of his neck. "Fortunately, Bella has been able to tide things over for now. I'm glad you're available now." He hands me an envelope, and Ava takes it. She opens it, and ruffles through the money.

"I want you to tell us what this money is for." She says to Peter. He gives me a strange look, and I nod. "It's all part of the therapy. Just helping you get used to your new reality."

"Uh, well, $2000 is for the therapy session. $1000 is for you to use a condom. And $3000 for you to help with the planning."

"So you're paying John $6000 to give his cock to your fiancée and daughter, and use all of their holes."

"I suppose so." Ava turns to me, and whispers.

"We need to start, right now." I look at her, and seeing the pure lust in her eyes, I turn back to Peter.

"Alright, Pete, we're going to use the living room for this session, so why don't you go to your bedroom for now." I turn to Isabella. "And you, why don't you get my cock out." As Peter walked out of the room, Isabella crawled over to me, and stared at my crotch, as her small hands slowly lifted to my waist, and pulled down my shorts. I was already semi-hard, so when it came down, my cock bounced out.

"Alright, why don't we get started." Ava said, in a hurried tone. She took Victoria's hand, and brought her to the table in the room. Victoria looked confused, seeing us get further from the stairs, which led to her bedroom.

"Peter said this session was going to be different, but he didn't mention how. Are we not-" Ava slapped Victoria hard, and grabbed her hair, pulling her over to the chair.

"You disrespectful slut! When you're given an order by some above you," she reached into Victoria's sport bra, and pinched her nipple, eliciting a half yelp, half moan from her. "You do what you're fucking told." Watching Ava start up, I knew she was gonna have a little fun, so I looked down at Isabella, who was entranced staring at my cock. I place my hand lightly on her head, and she snaps out of the trance, looking up at me. Feeling my hand pulling her slightly, she took the hint, and took my cock into her warm mouth. She worked her tongue all over the head, and in one go, managed to fit almost my entire cock in her throat. Feeling her pushing, I press down on her head, getting the rest of it in her mouth. Isabella moaned, the vibrations massaging my cock. I was content to enjoy the deepthroat, but Isabella, tapped my stomach, and I saw why. She grabbed my hand, and placed it on her braid, and then offered the other braid to my other hand.

"The dumb slut isn't content with just sucking on my cock. She wants me to fuck her face, huh?" Isabella looked up at me, with her nose in my pubes, and nodded as much as she could with my appendage down her throat. Not wanting to disappoint, I wrapped the braids around my hands, and pulled her off, until my cock was in the air, in front of her. She reached out with her tongue, trying to lick my cock, but not being close enough. I heard her mewl out a please, and pulled hard on her handles, and pistoned my hips forward, fucking her face as hard as I could. Isabella moaned out as I did, and I heard a loud slap in the air. I looked up, and saw Victoria bent over the table, her ass in the air, and a large red mark in the shape of a hand on her asscheek. With my cock lodged in Isabella's throat, I walked over to the table, dragging her between my legs, before I sat down at the table, and continued defiling her face, as I watched Ava play with her mommy.

"You fat fucking cow."

Slap!

"You're such a dumb whore."

Slap!

"And look at this." She shoves her hand into Victoria's pussy, getting a quiet moan from her. Pulling her fingers out, I could see by their shine that Victoria was enjoying the treatment. "The whore likes it." She grabs Victoria's hair, and pulls her off the table into a seat, and shoves her wet fingers in front of her face. "Admit you like being treated like a cheap piece of meat."

"I do." Victoria announces, with no hesitation. "I like being hit, and abused. It's what a worthless whore like me deserves." Ava smiles, and shoves her fingers into Victoria's eager mouth. Once her finger's are clean, she pulls them out.

"Open up." Victoria opens her mouth, and Ava lets a long stream of drool fall from her mouth, to Victoria's, who catches it all, and swallows it as if swallowing ambrosia. Once done, Ava smiles at her, and pats her hair, mostly to dry her hand, and walks around the table, sitting next to me, as I fuck Isabella's throat.

"Alright, now that we've got that out of the way, yes, this session is going to be different." Victoria listens to me, but I see her eye's drifting to Ava. "We're going to make some changes to your wedding. I'm excited for both you and Peter, so we have to make sure that your relationship with this dumb little cumdumpster," I say, gesturing to the tiny red headed girl I was abusing. "Is as solid as it can ever be." Victoria nods, but I can see she's focused on Ava. Ava noticed that too, and reached over and slapped Victoria again.

"Listen to John. If you want ****, I'll make sure he treats you like the masochistic little whore you are afterwards." She grins, and I see all of her attention turn back to me.

"Alright, so as for your wedding." Victoria perks up.

"Yes, we're looking at a June wedding, with all of our friends and family atten-"

"Shut up." She quickly closes her mouth. "First change, the wedding will take place in two weeks."

"Two weeks?!" She yells out in shock. "Why?!" Ava reaches down, and presses her hand on mine. I let go of one of Isabella's handles, and she takes it, pulling on it harder than I was.

"Because the final session has to take place on the wedding day." Ava audibly groans, and leans over and starts kissing my neck.

"Why?"

"Because I have to make sure the treatment sticks even after the marriage. Which means I'll take a big part in the ceremony. "

"I... I'm not sure we'll be able to do it." She says.

"We will. I'll make sure everything can be ready by then." She sighs.

"Ok, anything else?"

"Yes, family and friends is fine, but it will be an 18+ wedding." Victoria perks up at that.

"Oh, that was already in the plan. The last thing I want is some dumb kid ruining my dress the day of."

"From the sounds of it, a man will ruin her dress the day of." Ava whispers in my ears. I give her a grin, and continue.

"Ok, good. I'll talk to the supplier, but every seat with a female guest will have a dildo in the shape of my cock on it. That way all of the women will be able to enjoy themselves even more. You know first hand how good my cock feels inside you."

"Yes I do." she says, breathing shallowly, her eyes shifting downwards, to the **** Isabella is getting.

"Good. Now, one thing I will require, as payment, is a bit of pleasure. Which is why every woman will have to suck on my balls at one point through the reception. You know first hand how good my balls taste."

"Yeeah..." she trailed off, staring at the back of Isabella's head.

"Now, this one is for you." She turned her attention back to me. "For the entire ceremony, you will have your arms tied behind your back, and a ring gag in your mouth. This signifies a few things. First, that the only thing your mouth is good for is for providing pleasure to cock. You're a dumb bitch, without any important thoughts or ideas. And the tied hands are to signify that your consent doesn't matter. You are a useless woman. If someone wants to use you, you should be happy, and let them. As long as they're superior."

"Uhm... I'm not sur-" I cut her off.

"Don't worry, we'll get you a white one, to match your dress." I kept going. "Next, we'll have to include Isabella here," I gestured to her again. "In the ceremony. Again, it's important that you two get along." Victoria nodded, looking a bit unhappy with that decision. "Uuhm. Anything else?" I look over to Ava, who turned to Victoria.

"Do you plan on having any bridesmaids?"

"Yes, my sister, her daughter, and my friend Tammy."

"Ok." She smiled. "At the reception, all three of them will be made into freeuse cumdumpsters for all the men to use as they see fit."

"God I love you." I say to Ava, and we share a long kiss. As we do, we keep pulling on Isabella's head, and I can feel myself getting close. I break the kiss, and look at Victoria. "Alright, from everything Bella here has told us, you've been treating her like a **** ****. And you definitely deserve a reward for that." Victoria's face lit up. "On your knees whore." Without hesitation, Victoria got on her knees in front of me, and I pull Isabella off my cock, who falls over limp. I really should watch for that. I make a command for her.

You're fine

I see Ava smirk at my command, and she grabs onto her braids, and pulls her up, slapping her awake.

"Huh?" She says, not fully aware of her surroundings.

"Watch." Ava says, pointing Isabella at Victoria. I stand up, and start jerking my cock fast, over Victoria's face. She took her tits out of her bra, and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She was ready for a facial, and I gave it to her, as I felt my balls contract, and rope after rope left the tip of my cock, absolutely covering her face in my seed, and filling her mouth.

"No!" Cried out Isabella. "That was mine. You fucked my face!" She whined. Victoria slowly swallowed my load, allowing every drop to travel her tongue, giving her a taste of it. "It's not fair!" Isabella said, getting a hard slap from Victoria, who had finished swallowing my cum.

"Shut the fuck up you worthless little slut."

"She's right." Ava whispered in Isabella's ear. "She deserved that load. John might have fucked your face, but she owns you. You are nothing but mommy's little ass eater. So if she wants to swallow the load that you worked for, she will. You are nothing but her plaything, you hear me?" Isabella nodded lightly. "Good. Now get your ass on the table. John is going to fuck your tight little pussy."

---

"So the session went goo-" Peter stopped as he entered the room. Isabella was on the couch, passed out, her body covered in cum, and her pussy gaping, with more cum dripping out of it. On the other side, was Victoria. She was tied up to a chair, with rope in her mouth, and Isabella's panties over her eyes. I was still fucking her when Ava brought Peter into the room.

"Yeah, almost done Pete." I turned my attention back to Victoria, moaning through the rope. "I'm about to cum in your unprotected pussy whore." She started shaking, as much as the ropes could allow, before I buried myself inside her, and started grunting loudly, as I pissed my cum into her womb. "Fuuuuck, take it your dumb cow." Peter watched as I filled his fiancee, and then looked back at his well fucked little girl, then back to me. I pulled my cock out of her pussy, and cum rushed out of her gaping hole. "Fuck, you got some nice cumrags here Pete."

"I... I thought you were going to use a condom."

"Ah, shit, sorry about that Pete. I really was going to, but then I felt how tight your little girl was, and I knew I had to fill her up with my cum. Don't worry, I'll do it right next time."

"Right. Sure." He said.

"Alright, why don't you clean up this mess. I made the changes to your wedding already, Victoria will let you know all about it, once she's done twitching from the orgasms I gave her." He nodded, and meekly walked over to Isabella. I took Ava by the waist, and walked to the front door, as she yelled out.

"We'll see you next week Pete. This was fun!"