Click!

Click!

The moment you turn the key the entire belt comes a part to clatter down onto the floor. The smell of trapped sweat and other bodily fluids fills the air. It wasn’t nearly as bad as you thought it would be, Chloe had clearly figured out someway of washing up under here, but it wasn’t pleasant either. Chloe’s dark pubes had grown into a dense thicket of curly hairs and most of the piquant aroma was coming from there. The flesh beneath the chastity device was a bit chafed her and there but otherwise healthy, surprisingly so. Having been trapped for so long her cock was as pale and shrunken as her balls were blue and swollen. Right now you were probably bigger than her, a rare thing for women of this type, but that wasn’t going to last long as, just as Elsie had done back when you removed her cage those couple of times, her dick immediately begins to grow.

You look up ready to offer Chloe some supportive words only to see her staring back down at you with a big grin as she grabbed at her little titties.

“Thank you for saving me, Jesse.”

“I didn’t save you, Chloe.” You say. “I’m just helping you see reason again. You’re a good person and your family loves you.” Pouring some water into the cup you then splash it over her crotch.

“OOO! He he he!”

Using the blanket you begin wiping and scrubbing your cousin clean. Though the nature of this was entirely different you couldn’t help but think back to those diaper changing days all those years ago.

“Spread your legs.” Shifting her weight side to side she plants her feet out wider, giving you the space you needed to clean her cooch, gooch, pouch and dong. With water and cloth you douse her down, scrub her up and rinse her off.

“Mm.” Chloe bites her bottom lip as she watches you, her long dormant pecker growing by the second. “You’re good at this.”

“I’m a dad. I ought to be.” You say. “You can wash up properly when we get to Mom’s.” You let out a laugh. “She’ll probably want to give you a bubble bath.”

“Ooo! That would be fun.”

“Yeah. Hey, um, the family doesn’t really…do the things you used to do anymore.”

“I know.” She sighs. “Everything stopped after Elsie.”

“Yeah.”

“You guys were pretty mad at Mama.”

“Yeah.” You say. “Yeah, things were…raw.”

“She didn’t mean to hurt anybody, Jesse.” Chloe says softly, her fingers coming down to rest on your shoulder. “She just wanted Penelope to be healthy and happy. She never would have done anything to hurt you or Elsie or…anybody.”

“I know, Chloe. I know.”

For the first time since El’s passing that old anger at Peg playing God with you and Elsie’s unborn daughter fails to flare up. In its place was a guilt for having ostracized your aunt for doing what she truly believed was for the best, doing what you and Elsie asked her to do, and a longing to see her again. You’d been denying it for years but…you really missed your aunt Peg. Her passion, her intellect, her wisdom and her love had provided your family a much needed matriarch and adviser. While Helen was undeniably the beating heart of the Bailey clan her sister Peg had been it’s mind. Without her the family was a ship at full sail but without a rudder. You couldn’t even count the times that you could have used Peg’s insight or advice pertaining to Penny over the years. Hell, you could use it right now!

The guilt stabs deeper as you remember the particularly special bond that El had shared with her in life. It would have killed your beloved lover-sister to know that her **** would be the cause of Peg’s banishment. You think about what it must have been like for Peg to be **** to live alone with her guilt. You think about all the big moments in Penelope’s life, moments that would never come again, you had denied your aunt. You think about the relationship they might have had if you’d allowed your better angels to guide your actions rather than that pit of hurt that had hollowed you out. The guilt soon becomes grief. In your rage and your pain you had taken the loss of one family member and made it two. Fuck…make that three as Chloe was lost to you soon after. So foolish. So selfish.

By now your mom and sister must be feeling Peg’s absence even more. But they were waiting on you to mend this family again. It was your soul that had bled most of all after your little sister’s ****. Fiona and Mom would wait to follow your lead. With Chloe’s return Peg was, one way or another, going to have to find a place back in your life. And it was long past time.

“Jesse? You okay?”

“Hm?” You look up at Chloe. “Yeah, sorry. Just thinking.”

“Oh.” She says. “Thinking about sucking my dick?”

You chuckle. The old Chloe wasn’t that far gone after all. Fitting considering she still looked like the old Chloe from all those years ago. If you let yourself think about it it was unnerving how time seemed to have stood still for her. By sight alone you wouldn’t have guessed her all that much older than your daughter. So weird!

“Not really what I was thinking about.” You say as you watch her cock begin to defy gravity and rise under its own power. “Here I was worried that everything might not be in working order down here.”

“Looks like she’s okay.”

Both you and Chloe watches her penis fill and rise. The criss-crossing veins along her shaft darken and bulge and her once wan knob begins to take on a healthy ruddy shade. As you finish up rinsing and scrubbing the underside of her scrotum her penis comes to stand at full, rigid attention. No sooner had it gone to full mast when a fresh dribble of precum sprouts then trickles down her length. She was certainly in working order!

You’d never seen your cousin’s dick back in the day. You knew that, not including yourself, Chloe was the smallest of the Bailey family. But that was no slight on Chloe. They dwarfed most males and even for women like them your family packed some impressive equipment. Her member had a slight upward curve, looked to be about eight inches or so long, and had a nice meaty girth. As you stare old memories…old urges…old dreams begin to rustle once more. You remember hiding in Fiona’s closet. You remember seeing…it. You remember the revelation that followed. And, of course, you remember those happy months with Elsie.

God. Chloe’s cock was right there. A woman’s long, thick, incredible cock so close that you could smell it. There is a stir in your loins as your mouth waters and your ass begins to subtly clench and unclench with a mind of its own. Memories flood your mind. Memories of Elsie. Specifically…memories of the nights when she would top you. Ohhhh, how you missed those nights! But here was another cock! Another beautiful, naked woman! Another family member! It was all so wrong…and so very right. All you’d have to do is open your mouth and…

“Oh my God! Jesse!”

“What?” You snap out of your cock-induced reverie. “What’s up?”

“I think…yeah! She got bigger!” Chloe says excitedly. “It’s a miracle! He rewarded me for my years of service.” Looking back over her shoulder she says. “Thank you, Jesus!”

You roll your eyes and shake your head. “I’m not sure Jesus is in the business of handing out bigger schlongs.”

“Ye of little faith.” She titters, then says to the figure on the crucifix. “I owe ya one, big guy. When I get to heaven I’m gonna give you the sloppiest beej you ever had!”

“Oh my God.” You say with a laugh. Yep, Chloe was still Chloe. “Alright, twisted sister.” Tossing the blanket to the side and moving the table you sit back further on the bed. Spreading your legs so there was space to sit between them you pat the mattress. “Right here. Let’s get this done and get you outta here.”