"Never let her."

"Tell her she's never allowed to slap you back." You whisper to Zoe with building glee in your voice. "Tell her that you're in charge her and she's just a dumb cunt."

Zoe looks up at you with shock in her eyes. Did you really just instruct her to say that to her mother?

Damn right you did. "Say it. Mean it. I promise you won't get into trouble." you whisper.

So Zoe takes a deep breath and, "You'll never get to slap me you... stupid cunt." You hear her voice starting to fill with glee as well.

Carolyn's jaw drops from shock. This isn't how she expected this to go.

But you seize the opportunity. "Good. Now tell her, as long as her mouth is open, she should get on her knees so she can drink your piss."

"What?" Zoe can't believe it. She's getting quite the education.

You say this part louder. "In her video, your mother said she'd never ever ever be a piss slut." God, your cock throbs so much. This whole situation is beyond unreal. But you also know that once it's over you can't just drop it and go back to reality.

"But then I changed my mind." Carolyn please. "Then I said I was a piss rag."

"Did you guzzle a lot of piss since then?" You snip. "Now get down on your knees and beg your daughter."

You slip your finger out of Zoe's pussy, and hold it up to your wife's covetous lips. Then you dab a bit of the juices on her nose.

She whimpers. "You're cruel."

And you feel another switch flip inside you. As if you haven't already passed the ultimate point of no return. You grab Carolyn by the hair and slap her hard. "You could have stayed here and we'd have made the best, hottest slut video together. But instead you had to run to another man. Another fucking man. And he awakened something inside you, didn't he? It was your inner slut." Carolyn looks at you. She doesn't respond, but you can see in her eyes that you're right. "Well now I'm awakening something else inside you. Your inner..." you're not even sure what to call it, but you settle on a term. "fuck pig. And I know it's in there. Admit it. Admit that deep down this is what you want."

Again Carolyn doesn't answer. Slowly she descends to her knees. Then reaches a hand forward and grabs your daughter by the wrist. She glares up at her with big, horny, confused eyes. "Please honey... please, please, please, please, please..."

"P...please what?" Zoe asks.

"Please make me your piss rag." Your wife begs.

You lean into Zoe's ear one more time to give her a suggestion