The Taming of the Shrew

Author's Note: This chapter has been significantly revised and expanded to eliminate a number of plot holes that I never got around to fixing in the old story. I continue to read all the comments and messages and adjust the rewrite as I go along. In this chapter Caleb is a little bit more assertive than he was previously, as per reader request. I hope you like it. Remember to hit the like button if you do. You could also leave a tip if you are feeling generous at https://ko-fi.com/samus1001

As Amelia poured the tea, which was a more complicated affair than Caleb expected, he rubbed Kathy’s thigh as he listened to the older people chat.

Kathy was once again seated sideways on his lap. Her dress had ridden up a bit as she sat and the lace at the top of her stockings could just barely be seen. He knew Daphne wanted to say something about it, her lips thinned every time she glanced at his hand upon her thigh. But she had already lost a point to Kathy in her game of insults, and was not willing to risk losing another.

After taking a sip of her tea Daphne said to Kathy, "You should learn to make it the way they do in the south, that's the only proper way to make tea, cold and sweet."

Kathy nudged Caleb to keep him quiet and whispered, "It's not worth it Caleb, just ignore her."

As they sat around talking, Daphne managed to get two more digs in on Caleb's mother. One about the ripped couch, and the other about the lack of pictures of Caleb’s cock on the walls. Both things June simply hadn’t had time to fix. His mother didn’t bother defending herself, knowing it wouldn’t do any good. No one was perfect in Daphne's eyes, except herself.

Eventually the conversation turn to talking about Caleb. June commented, "Oh, Caleb, I almost forgot. About our conversation from earlier. Sonia, Amelia, and I went through the current requests for your services, and we selected some of my friends and acquaintances that we thought you might like. I've invited a couple of them over for drinks after dinner tomorrow and-"

Daphne interrupted in a sour tone, "Well you'll just have to cancel, after all, you have guests."

Caleb smiled sweetly at his mother and stated, "Mom, you'll do no such thing."

Turning to Daphne, Caleb's expression turned dark, "Grandma, I have duties as a Stretcher King that take precedence over my social life. I will not shirk my responsibilities just because we have unexpected guests."

Caleb tone was stern, placing emphasis on 'unexpected'. Even though she was now a stay-at-home mother, June had an extensive network of friends, and hosted dinner parties often. Caleb knew many of his mother's friends were hot, and was eager to see who she picked for him to fuck.

Daphne's faced turned more sour than usual, but she dropped the subject.

The conversation eventually got around to the reason for her visit. In a condescending tone she explained, “Well, Caleb is a Stretcher King now. I brought Brenda so that he could cure her of her affliction.”

Shocked, Harold said, “I didn’t know you were sick.”

Brenda began, “I’m not, Mom thinks-“

Daphne cut her off by exclaiming, “Of course you’re sick. It's absolutely disgusting. And now that we’re here, Caleb can cure you. And don’t try to talk your way out of it. You belong to him now, and he can do anything he wants with you. You'll suck his cock, and drink his cum, and you'll be thankful for it. Once he's cured you of your disgusting inclination, maybe some man out there will find you attractive enough to marry you, and have children like a proper woman should.”

Kathy could tell Caleb was already pissed off and getting madder by the second. She was getting mad as well, and the bitch just gave her an idea. She pressed a breast into Caleb’s chest as she leaned toward his ear to whisper, “Don’t forget, Granny belongs to you too. If she wants your aunt to suck your cock so bad, maybe she ought to do it first. Whenever you’re ready, put the bitch in her place. I know it will be hard for a super loving guy like you, but don't be nice or gentle with her.”

She lifted his hand and pressed it into her boob, "Now, can I have your permission to go play with your aunt? She looks miserable. I bet she could use a nice orgasm. Maybe I can get the mega bitch super mad at me, and give you a really good excuse to lay into her."

Caleb gave her a grin and whispered back, "Go for it. I'm making it one of your duties to do what you can to make all the women I love happy. Just don't push her to do anything she isn't comfortable with."

Kathy gave him a grin and peck on the lips. Getting off his lap, she trailed her fingers along his shaft as she got up, then went to sit next to Brenda.

She smiled at Caleb's aunt and loudly said, “Hi. We didn’t get properly introduced earlier, I’m Kathy, Caleb's girlfriend, and head of his harem.”

She then leaned in and proceeded to passionately kiss and grope Caleb's aunt in greeting. Brenda returned the kiss with just as much passion.

Kathy didn't just stop at kissing on the lips or groping over her clothes. Soon she was nibbling on Brenda's neck and had a hand inside the older woman's blouse. Brenda had one hand on Kathy's breast and the other was rubbing her inner thigh. As they made out, Brenda moved onto Kathy's lap, straddling her, and began to unbutton her own blouse.

Daphne shouted, "Brenda! You get off of her right now! You see, this is exactly what I want her cured of! This is why we came here! Women shouldn't be doing such things with each other! Caleb control your bimbo!"

While Daphne shouted, Kathy had helped Brenda out of her blouse and pulled a boob out of her bra. She then began to lick and suck it right before Daphne called her a bimbo.

And that was when Caleb stood and yelled, "That! Is! Enough!"

Daphne got a triumphant look on her face for a second, but it rapidly fell as Caleb moved to stand over her. He shouted at her, "That's what you wanted me to cure?"

Kathy stopped sucking on Brenda's boob long enough to say, "Are you lesbian or bisexual? I'm totally bisexual, or maybe I'm Calebsexual. He's the only guy I'll ever be with, but he lets me play with women. So far, all the girls he's claimed for his harem are bisexual except my girlfriend. She's gay, but not when it comes to Caleb."

Without waiting for Brenda's response, Kathy pulled Brenda's head down into another kiss.

"Harold stop them!" Daphne stood and shouted.

Out of the corner of his eye Caleb saw his mother and Amelia holding hands, both of them smirking. His father had a small smile on his face as well. Harold was a good man, but neither he nor his sisters had ever stood up to their mother.

Caleb did not take after his father though. His twin sister shared a similar temperament to their father, but Caleb inherited his mother's volcanic temper. Like June, Caleb rarely let it lose, but his grandmother had pissed him off all evening.

Caleb got right up in Daphne's face and growled, "Dad's not going to do a damn thing. You ruined what was supposed to be a very special night for my father. You should be thankful he hasn't thrown you out. You come over uninvited, unwanted, and lay numerous insults on my mother, Dad's Wife!"

He leaned forward, getting into her personal space without quite touching her, his taller stature forcing his grandmother to look up at him. "My father has dedicated his entire life to making my mother happy, and you insult her as much as you can every time you visit. You even insulted the tea Amelia made. She isn't a servant, she made it because she has very quickly become close friends with this entire family. You tried to insult my girlfriend, one of the kindest, most loving people I know. You failed miserably."

He grabbed her blouse and ripped it open as he shouted, "Kathy's huge breasts are all natural, and perfect in my opinion. You're the one with the bimbo tits."

He grabbed her boobs through her bra and squeezed hard enough she hissed. "I already told you that she has an uncanny knack for knowing exactly what to do to carry out her duties. I ordered her, as leader of my harem, to do what she could to make the women I love happy. She went to cheer Brenda up because that is her duty above all others. If that means they have sex, I say that's great."

Caleb's cock was rock hard. He decided to take Kathy's advice and use it. "Cure a woman of lesbianism? Being a lesbian is not a disease, you absolute bitch."

He grabbed his grandmother and pulled her over his knees as he sat in her spot on the couch. His bulge was pressed up against her belly. When she tried to rise up off of him, he held her down with one arm, his magic watch digging into the back of her neck. He raised his other hand and brought it down on her ass with a loud smack.

After every other word he spanked her again as he said, "You *smack* are going *smack* to apologize *smack* to everyone *smack* in this *smack* house before *smack* I'm done *smack* with you. *smack*"

"Harold, stop your son! He's gone insane!" she cried.

Harold put his arm around his wife and snuggly said, "I'm not stopping anything. Did you forget mother? You were quick to remind Brenda after all. You belong to him. He can do whatever he likes with his property. You wanted him to **** himself on Brenda. Don't complain when does the same to you."

Harold smiled at his son while thinking, I've never been able to stand up to mother. No one has. Yet here my boy is doing that very thing. Putting the old bat in her place. He really is becoming a king, and I've never been more proud of him.

He looked beside him at his wife, the mother of his children. She looked back at him with love in her eyes, his own a mask of his thoughts. Our son turned our world upside down that day he became a Stretcher King, first by stretching you. You finally indulged my cuckold fetish, after years of you rejecting the idea.

He turned to look back at his son as he continued to spank Harold's mother. Daphne's skirt was up around her waist now, her panties pulled to just under her butt while Caleb's hand steadily grew the red marks on Daphne's ass with each wack.

Perhaps it's better that it was our boy that did it, that finally let me feel like a true cuckold. Without even trying, my son has supplanted me as man of the house. I may not have wanted that, but I can't deny it's true. His mother isn't just having sex with him, she's having sex with women as well. She wouldn't do that if she thought he wouldn't like it. Yes, I've never been more proud of my son, and seeing him put mother in her place has me rock fucking hard.

Caleb pushed Daphne off of him long enough to release his cock from its confinement. He pulled her around till she was on her knees before him and growled, "It's time someone shut you up grandma, and I have just the tool. You want to be a bitch, I'll treat you like one."

With that he **** her head down onto his cock. She tried to protest, but opening her mouth was a mistake as Caleb **** several inches into her it.

He looked around the room as he **** fed Daphne his cock. On the other end of the couch Brenda was now sitting on Kathy sidesaddle, both of them watching him and Daphne. Kathy was still groping one of Brenda's breasts but it was in an absentminded manner. She smiled at him in encouragement.

Over on the crowded loveseat his father had his arm around his mother, her head on his shoulder, as if they were watching a movie together. All that was missing was a bag of popcorn. Amelia had a cup of tea in one hand, the other entwined in his mother's. He wondered if she would replace Cindy in their bed that evening.

Daphne was gagging and coughing on Caleb's long thick shaft as he rammed her down. He let her pull up till just the head remained then he ram her head back down again. Over and over he **** his cock all the way to the back of her throat till her make-up was in ruins, tears streaming from her eyes.

He asked the room, "Can someone give me a hand? Bitches don't wear clothes."

Daphne pounded his thighs, but he just held her head down, forcing her to gag and cough around the thick intruder. When she stopped hitting him he eased her head up just enough so she could breathe.

That was when Brenda came over to remove Daphne's clothes. His grandmother struggled a bit until Caleb pressed her head down again. She stopped after she started to gag and he eased off again, only forcing her head up and down the first few inches of dick.

She wasn't sucking, and her lips were barely pressed against his thick shaft. Her tongue might as well have been dead for all the good it did him. But she stopped fighting him. He held her head in place and snidely stated, "Looks like this old bitch can still learn something. Now suck Granny. And use your damn tongue, or you'll be there all night."

As Brenda took her mother's skirt and panties off she smiled at her nephew, "Oh Caleb, you're making me so damn wet. I don't even like men, but watching my mother gag on your huge cock is starting to make me reconsider."

She leaned over and kissed him as her large breasts pushed Daphne's head back down on his cock, making her sputter and cough again. Brenda ran her tongue across Caleb's lips until he let his own tongue out to play. All the while Daphne gagged on his dick.

When Brenda pulled back to remove Daphne's bra, Caleb told her, "Auntie Brenda, while I'd love to give you a nice stretch, I don't want you doing anything you're not comfortable with."

Brenda smiled as she straightened, Daphne's bra in her hands, "I know honey. You'd never **** yourself on someone you love. But remember, you own me, and I've never been stretched. If I do ever have sex with a man, it's going to be you."

Once Brenda returned to sit with Kathy, Caleb pulled Daphne's head off of his cock and wrapped her tits around it. When she tried to speak, he slapped her and said, "Bitches don't talk. You need to earn that privilege, and you'll do that by showing some respect to the man that owns your ass."

He began thrusting his cock between her big fake tits. They weren't even close to Kathy's massive cup size, but they were plenty big enough for him to fuck, even though a good portion of his long shaft stuck out the top. They were much harder than Kathy's marshmallow soft tits too, though that allowed him to put a nice bit of pressure on his dick.

"You should feel honored grandma. I was hoping my first titty fuck would be given to me by Kathy and her perfect breasts. But maybe it's better this way. I know once she gives me one, I'll always be thinking of her and her massive melons whenever I titty fuck someone else's."

Kathy moved over so that she was seated beside him and kissed his cheek before saying, "Awww. That's so sweet. My dorky boyfriend wants to fuck my titties? Let me show you how I'm going to do it. You just sit back and watch."

Kathy slid off the couch and got behind Daphne. She pressed her breasts against Daphne's back and grabbed the older woman's boobs from behind, pushing Caleb's hands out of the way. She demonstrated as she said, "You see bitch, you need to really smoosh them together to make a tight tit tunnel."

She got her own dig in when she said, "Of course, real boobs would feel much better, but we have to work with what we have."

"Now remember, if he's thrusting, either you're not doing a very good job, or he's close to cumming. Since he can't possibly be close yet, after you did such a terrible job sucking his cock, we need to do better. Now, you can move them both up and down like this, sort of like jerking him off. Or you can alternate with each boob going a different direction like this."

Kathy continued to demonstrate while looking into Caleb's eyes. She changed her rhythm occasionally, and even smacked his cock around with his grandmother's tits, eliciting a laugh from him.

She blew him a kiss before returning her attention to his grandmother, "Now that we've got a good rhythm we need to make sure we are pleasuring the tip every time it emerges from between your boobs. Lower your head and lick around his head every time your tits drop down."

When Daphne hesitated, Kathy tried to take a stern tone, though it wasn't very convincing, "Come on bitch, does Caleb have to spank you again? Or would you prefer to gag on him some more?"

Daphne finally lowered her head and tentatively licked Caleb's cockhead each time Kathy pushed her breasts down. Daphne would never admit it, but she was really enjoying the taste of his pre-cum, and she was wetter than she had ever been in her life. Being a woman past menopause she didn't think she could ever get this wet again. Her clit was throbbing and she couldn't understand why. Her dead husband never turned her on like she was now.

Kathy looked over and saw that June had Harold's cock out and was idly stroking it. It was only the second one she'd ever seen, and it wasn't nearly as impressive as Caleb's.

Kathy was surprised to find she wasn't afraid of the man. Because of her beauty and enormous boob, Kathy was constantly sexually harassed and even assaulted. Caleb was the only guy she was completely comfortable around, yet she didn't feel a single shred of fear of his father as well. That only reinforced her feelings for her boyfriend. If his father didn't make her uncomfortable, then Harold must truly be a good man. Not even her own father made her feel that way.

And that gave her a truly wicked idea. She said to Daphne, "Ok bitch, it's time you took over. Put your hands on your boobs just like I have them, and remember, really smoosh them tight."

Once Daphne took over and was doing a good enough job for Kathy, the busty brunette ran a hand over Daphne's ass and down to her cunt. Daphne jumped at the contact, but remained silent. Kathy wasn't surprised to find her soaked.

She rubbed around Daphne's labia as she said, "That's good enough. Caleb hon, are you ready to fuck this little bitch into submission? We'll be here all night if we want you to cum. Your grandma's tits and blowjob just aren't good enough to get you off."

Caleb looked at her like she was nuts. While he wasn't close, he was on the way there. Then he saw the playfully evil gleam in her eye and let her take the lead. "I suppose I am. Maybe a good stretching will fix her attitude too."

Kathy stood and grabbed Daphne by the hair. She pulled and ordered, "Come along little bitch."

Daphne crawled behind Kathy, assuming they would take her to a bed. Instead Kathy stopped in front of Harold, Daphne's son.

"Oh look little bitch, there's a nice cock right here you can practice on while my boyfriend pounds the bitch out of you."

When Daphne opened her mouth to protest, Kathy slapped her and repeated Caleb's words from the start of their little show, "Bitches don't talk."

She looked at June and Harold and said, "I'm really sorry your night got ruined, but look, I brought you a present. Harold, June already had a mother daughter threesome. How about you and Caleb have a father son one? This little bitch won't mind. Will you, little bitch?"

Daphne said nothing, even though she wanted to loudly protest. It is one thing to be **** to suck my grandson's cock. He is a Stretcher King, with a stretcher cock. The laws against **** do not apply to him, or the women he owns. And I'm his property. He can fuck me anyway he likes, anyway he wants, whether I want it or not.

But Harold is not a Stretcher King, and his cock is only slightly larger than my dead husband's, Harold's father. It certainly isn't a stretcher.

Daphne felt a pain in the back of her neck where Caleb's watch had been pressed against it earlier.

Then again, I am my grandson's property, and his Harem Queen is giving me an order. Sort of. If my grandson has a problem with her orders, he's right here to correct her.

Daphne's thoughts were interrupted when June reached out and grabbed her hair to guide her head to Harold's cock.

June smiled at Kathy and said, "Why thank you dear. I've always wanted a cock holster for my husband."

As Harold's cock slid between his mother's lips, Kathy grinned back at June, "Oh, this model comes with two big fat cock warmers too. It also has a feature that makes it stick out its tongue to lick your pussy and clit, but you may have to slap it a few times to get that function to work. It's kind of a cranky old model, and it takes a firm hand to get it working right, but it's the best I could find on short notice. I'd loan you one of Caleb's, but I don't know how he'd feel about sharing."

June smirked at Kathy's description of her mother in law. "I'm sure this one will work perfectly fine for now. But I will see about getting my husband a newer model. He still hasn't brought home the one he keeps at work. I'm eager to try out her features myself."

Kathy turned back to Caleb as he got in position behind Daphne. "Have fun Caleb. I'm going to take Brenda into the guest room to finish what we started. I'll be sleeping in there tonight, so it will just be you, Angie, and Katie tonight. I hope you don't mind."

Caleb pulled Kathy down into a kiss and said, "Go right ahead, I'm sure my Auntie will need lots and lots of orgasms to sleep good tonight."

Kathy stood and said, "June, could I borrow some of your toys? I don't have any here, since Caleb is all I ever need."

"Of course dear, they're in my bathroom sink. You'll have to clean any you want, since I didn't get the chance to after the orgy earlier. The cleaning solution is in the cabinet on the left. It's a blue bottle with a white label. Just leave it out and I'll clean whatever you don't take when I go to bed."

Brenda's eyes got very wide and she stammered, "You had an orgy?"

She never thought June would be the kind of woman to do something like that.

Daphne tried to raise her head off of Harold's cock, but June just pushed her back down and said, "Oh yes, ever since Caleb stretched me, I've become a much more sexual woman. Us older women have been teaching Caleb's harem how to give blowjobs every morning since he became Stretcher King. Oh, but you haven't met them all yet. Thanks to Amelia and the others, I've discovered the joy to be found with a woman."

She turned and kissed Amelia as if to show proof.

Turning back to Brenda she said, "The orgy earlier wasn't planned, but I'm thinking of asking Caleb to make them a regular thing. We'll have to find a couple women interested in having sex with my husband if he wants to attend though. We were supposed to have a threesome with his secretary tonight, but a certain little bitch ruined those plans." She grabbed Daphne's hair and rammed her head up and down Harold's shaft as she said that.

Then June looked at Caleb, "Sweetie, stop teasing the little bitch and take her to pound town."

He had been rubbing his shaft and cockhead along Daphne's slit as the women talked. He looked at June and grinned while saying in a resigned voice, "Yes Mother," as if fucking his grandmother was a chore he really didn't want to do.

Amelia kissed June and said, "I hope you don't mind, but I think I'll go with Kathy and make sure Brenda thoroughly enjoys her stay. No offence Harold, but if I do end up joining you and your wife in bed, I'd prefer you only fuck her, for now at least. I'm really a one man kind of girl, and I already have your son to scratch my itch."

Caleb was giving Daphne slow strokes as he worked himself deeper inside. He told Amelia, "If your worried about my opinion, don't be. If you want to be with my dad, I'm ok with it."

She got down on her knees beside him, then put her hand on his cheek and said, "Oh you silly clueless man. You really can't see it can you. Sonia and I, and even April, we are all falling for you. I should warn you. If you do stretch any of the women your mother takes to her marital bed, you can't fuck them very often or even interact with them very much. You're a Stretcher King Caleb, and it's every woman's dream to be owned by one. If you do fuck them, they might fall for you too, and then you'd ruin them for your father. I know you love him so much you would hate to do that."

With that she stood, took Kathy and Brenda by the hands, and led them from the room.

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