No. Take a small break

"No. You can't go. You earned only two hundreds out of ten! But first I need to eat something, **** your tits was quite exhausting," I stand up and go to the door. "Wait for me," I say "Or I'll fist you. You know what it is, right?"

"I do," Heather nods nervously.

"Rachel!" I call my wife as soon as I step out of the bedroom and close the door. "Time to feed your husband!"

Rachel immediately appears from the kitchen. "How is she?" She asks with worry.

"She is resting before round two" I grin "She earned two hundred!"

"Round two?" Rachel asks with a shock

"Of course" I smirk "Thousand is a lot of money. She'll need a full night to earn this."

"Please, Robert, It is enough. She won't ask you for money anymore. Fuck me instead if you wish. I'll do anything." Rachel asks with a worried expression.

I burst into laugher "Do you really think you can compete with your hot chocolate daughter who has firm tits and tight holes?"

Rachel doesn't find this funny at all and steps towards me with a mad face. Then she slaps me. It is how I learn that I may face no consequences from **** anyone but calling my wife unattractive is still punishable.

"You are overreacting, sweetie," I smile at her "You should be happy that we raised such an attractive daughter. Now let's go eat something."

"You can eat alone. I'll go comfort my daughter." She hisses angrily before walking past me in the bedroom.

"Fine by me," I say and go to the kitchen. I spend the next twenty minutes enjoying Rachel's cooking and then go to the bathroom. Before leaving it, I grab a shaving kit and return to the bedroom to find Rachel and Heather in an embrace.

"Decided to fuck her too?" I ask mockingly. My stepdaughter is still naked, perhaps understanding that I won't like to see any clothes on her. But she did clean her face from my cum ruining rather spectacular sight.

"Robert, I ask you again. Let her go." Rachel asks letting her naked daughter go from the hug.

"And I say again. Her lesson is not ever and I intend to have fun. But first. " I handle the kit "Shave her cunt. Or she may do it yourself. Having this hairy mess in 21th century is just unbelievable."

"I don't... I mean..." Heather stutters shyly. Rachel looks at me in disbelief and refuses to do as I say.

"Here," I say and give the kit to Heather "Do it yourself or let your mother do it. I'll pay more per fuck if there will be no bush. Hey, I am even ready to pay 20 for watching this."

"No..." Heather looks very embarrassed which is cute considering what happened half an hour ago. "Can I go to the bathroom and do it alone? I'll also take a quick shower. I'll come back soon."

"Good. But be quick. Remember there is a world of difference between being **** by a fist and being **** by a dick. Your good behavior guarantees later." It is funny how my actions toward Heather go well beyond ****. I use a mere threat of a harsher treatment to make her obey. Did whoever give me this ability expected that I'll use it this way? Should I do the same with Jenna, Amelia, and Faith and use a threat of **** to get sex from them?

Heather quickly leaves to the bathroom leaving me there waiting in anticipation... I wait 5 minutes. 10. 15. She doesn't come. Is she really taking a long shower? Or does she just biding her time or, worse, ran away from the house?