6 Times a Day



With Brenda's chest still heaving in her tiny dark blue bikini, she tried to calm her panting and focus on what she had to say. "So you can see why I called you over. I have no self-control! I'm especially having a hard time understanding why I should have any. I want you to explain that to me again. Obviously Adrian wants me and I want him in the most profound way. The most deep, penetrating, fundamental way! Master Alan gave his permission for me to be with my son, so everything's good, isn't it?"

She paused, then explained, "Now, don't get the wrong idea. Just because I want to have sex with my son, that doesn't lessen my desire or my obedience for my master even the tiniest bit. I have no doubt just who owns me, totally. But Alan gave me his permission, so I'm good with this, for however long this split loyalty lasts. I'm Aidy's momma, and as Susan likes to say, good mommies fuck their sons. It would be wrong for me to hold back from him even one more hour!"

Suzanne chuckled at Brenda's eagerness while her eyes bobbed up and down with the heaving of Brenda's breasts. "Yes, that's all true. But are you really sure there won't be any conflict? If Alan and Adrian are standing naked side by side and both have erections, what are you going to do?"

"That's obvious! I'll drop to my knees and suck off my master unless he makes clear he wants to take another hole. I am first and foremost Alan's sex slave, and first and foremost Adrian's mother. Those are my two primary roles. Those roles could conflict, but they don't have to, not if Alan's got a whole harem to keep him entertained and I've got so much free time to spend with Aidy. But what does that have to do with-"

"Brenda, think! This is a very delicate situation. I'm sorry that I didn't have more time to explain things, but these past few days have been so busy. Imagine if Adrian asked you the same question of which one you would choose, and he heard you say you'd choose Alan."

"But he has to understand!" Brenda complained. "Soon, Aidy will be fucking me every single day, hopefully more than once a day. Whereas, with Master, he has so many other women that any chance to pleasure his cock is a special treat to be savored. Master has first dibs, true, but Aidy has quantity. I'll bet if he had to choose between first dibs and quantity, he'd pick quantity. Hands down, no question!"

"Good point. And you may want to bring that up to him at some point. But can't you see how tricky this is? Your goal is not just to seduce Adrian any old way. You have to seduce him in a manner that will get him to accept Alan's role in your life. That's not easy. Not easy at all. Now, luckily, from the little I've seen of Adrian, he seems, well, to be blunt, a bit of a pushover. But he's going to be very resentful of Alan's role in your new life, especially once he finds out that you can only have sex with him on a temporary basis."

"But-"

Suzanne waved her hand dismissively. "Just think about it from your son's point of view. A matter of weeks ago, you were like any other mother, with the exception of the extra bountiful endowments God gave you. But now you're turning into a complete slut right before his eyes, and soon he'll find out that you're another nympho in a big harem. Even worse, your master is seemingly just another average high school student! I don't care how mellow or wimpy he is, he's going to be shocked and appalled, if not outright completely disbelieving!"

"Oh. God. Mistress! I never thought of all that. What am I going to do? He HAS to understand that my body belongs first and foremost to Master Alan! I can't have two masters; that would be craziness." She seemed quite disturbed that anyone wouldn't naturally understand that because it seemed so patently obvious to her. "I love Aidy with all my heart, but he's just not master material. Besides, even if he was, I've already pledged myself to my master. There's no going back from that, ever!"

Suzanne nodded. "I know. That's why I was trying to tell you to go slow with your son's seduction. Consider yourself very lucky that you have such an understanding master who will let you sleep with your son in the first place. He sees, like all of us Plummers do, that it's very important for you psychologically to be with Adrian. You have a deep need, and Adrian has a deep need. But your son has to understand that there's a price to having his fantasies fulfilled. For one, you only belong to him during the hours that you're at home. For another, as long as he's still having sex with you, he can never sleep with any other girl but you, because we don't want to be getting sexual diseases through him."

"Of course. I understand that. It's only right. Big-titted women like me must have a natural master, just as Susan's brilliant theory predicts, and Alan is obviously the man for me, My superior master. One whiff of his cum and I knew I was hooked for life. But how do I get Adrian to understand all that?"

Suzanne slid down in the water, relaxing a little more. She thought, It's completely bizarre Brenda would call Sweetie "My superior master." With those Matrix-style glasses on, she seems so together, so cocky, even. But I guess there's no understanding the human heart... Shit! She's not really THAT different from me when it comes to her status with him. That's kind of scary!

She pushed this disturbing thought away, and finally came around to Brenda's question. "That's where the slow seduction comes in. You have to build up his desire to simply unbearable levels. I know how much he wants you; I've seen it written on his face the couple of times I've met him. But you have to turn him into a complete wreck so that he wants you so bad he doesn't know if he's coming or going. While seducing him, slowly reveal details of your new life and your role as one of Alan's personal sex pets. After each new bit of information, wait until he fully understands it and acknowledges it. Only then reward him with more of your body."

"Would that really work?"

"Sure. Imagine Alan's drilling your cunt, really riding you hard. You're about to cum like an exploding supernova, but all of a sudden he stops. He pulls his cock out all the way, leaving your pussy lonely and desperately needy. Then he makes demands before he agrees to keep fucking you. What demands would you agree to?"

Brenda was getting really hot just thinking about it. "Anything! Anything!"

"Exactly. So you need to do that kind of thing to Adrian. For instance, first let him know that you belong to another man who has many other beautiful women at his beck and call. Tell him you can only pleasure him with the permission of this new man. Once he sincerely understands all this, only then can you reward him with a handjob."

"But that could take ages! I want to jack him off now!"

Suzanne rolled her eyes. "Then make him understand these things sooner rather than later. But slowly! Don't just take his word for it. It'll take time for these ideas to sink in. You were telling me earlier today that your maid Anika knows everything already. She seems very trustworthy. Don't go to the next stage until she gives me the okay sign that he's passed his latest test. All right?"

Brenda slumped down, defeated. "Yeah. I guess. What a drag! This could take weeks or months. Years, even! What if my Aidy NEVER accepts the details of my new life?!"

"Don't worry, he will. I guarantee it. If nothing else, my scheme will work on a purely Pavlovian level. You remember Pavlov, the doctor with the salivating dogs and the bells? If you're a good temptress you can get a man to do ANYTHING and even have him love doing it. Believe me, I know. I've done it over and over. I've had many lovers before Alan and you should see how I had every single one of them wrapped around my finger."

"Forgive me, Mistress, but if that's true, then why is it you don't control Master Alan in the same way?"

Suzanne didn't like that question at all, and shot Brenda a mean look. But she quickly recovered her normal smile, masking just what a touchy subject that question brought up. How do I explain that Sweetie stole his way into my heart and I can't be as calculating with him as I was to everyone else? It just wouldn't feel right.

She said, "Alan is different, okay? He's not like other men, as you fully know firsthand. Can we leave it at that?"

Brenda said with shocking boldness, "That's not really the answer, is it? The truth is, you tried to tame him, but he tamed you. You wanted his cock so bad that you had no leverage. He took full advantage, despite your dominating personality, and turned you into one of his busty sex slaves."

"BRENDA! I can't believe you said that!"

Truthfully, even Brenda was surprised she said that. She admitted, "I don't know what happened; it just slipped out. I was just feeling so proud about my master and his cunt-taming abilities that the words just came tumbling out of my mouth. I'm so sorry, my mistress! I'm sure it wasn't like that at all."

Suzanne was chagrined because it was very much like that, but she didn't like to admit it. She thought, Brenda may have her super submissive fantasies, but looks like she's got more than a little 'uppity' in her, too. Interesting.

Brenda was feeling very sorry she'd been so brazen as to ask a question that obviously upset her mistress. She said, "Mistress, what I did was unforgivable. I imagine you'll have to punish me with a solid spanking, soon."

Suzanne chuckled. "You just liked the spanking I gave you earlier and want another one. Remember that spankings now are rewards to be given to you when you're good."

"Oh. Drat."

"Look. Adrian wants you so bad that properly seducing him will be a piece of cake. By the time you're done with him he'll literally worship the ground Alan walks on because Alan will have been the one who has given you permission each step of the way and has made everything possible, thanks to his great generosity. You'll also benefit from the fact that the more he masturbates the greater his endurance, and the larger his cum loads will be, just like happened with Alan."

Brenda looked off dreamily into space.

Suzanne asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about last Wednesday. When Alan fucked me. GAAAWD, that was good! It was like what you were saying before, how he'd pause and deny me and make me beg. That huge log of his splitting me in two! When he fucks you, does your cunt feel so full that you worry he's going to kill you by splitting you in two? Or do you think you'll die of pleasure first?" She sighed longingly.

Suzanne's chest was suddenly heaving. She could practically feel that split in two sensation in her pussy and wanted Alan to fuck her so badly that she was almost ready to cry. She commanded lustily, "Brenda, you're making your mistress all horny. I want you to finger my pussy!"

Brenda looked around nervously. "But I can't. He's watching us right now!"

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"Yes. The curtains to his room were completely closed a few minutes ago but now they're open a couple of inches. It's always like that when he spies on me in the hot tub. If you look closely sometimes you can catch the glint of sunlight reflecting off his binoculars."

"Binoculars? Ah. Now I see why we're still wearing sunglasses even though it's getting dark. You see what I mean, Brenda? He's so far gone that he won't stand a chance. How long has he been spying on your swimming and hot-tubbing?"

"Oh, since puberty hit him at about thirteen."

"Holy mackerel! But why should his spying stop us? You're still going to finger me, and that's an order. And I want you to do it topless too, 'cos that gets me hot. Take your top off and scoot up next to me. He won't be able to see what your hands are doing underneath all the bubbly water, if you're careful. Sit low in the water but not so low that he can't see all of your tits, and don't move your upper arms."

Brenda had been sitting on the opposite side of the hot tub, but moved around to where Suzanne wanted her. As she undid her bikini top, she asked, "Mistress, aren't you going to take your top off, too? I love to see you naked. You know that when I'm not masturbating to thoughts of Alan or Adrian, it's usually to thoughts of you or Susan."

Suzanne put her arm around Brenda and pulled her closer. "I know, but my body belongs completely to Alan now, and only to him. No other man, not even your son looking from a great distance, has the right to see any of my privates exposed. Why do you think I came here wearing my most conservative bathing suit?"

As Suzanne said these words, she marveled at the sincere pride with which she said them. She thought back to Brenda's earlier painful question about why she'd been unable to dominate Alan and thought, What IS it about my Sweetie that makes me say such things? A strange love, indeed, but I do love him so much.

Brenda nodded knowingly. Despite her strong feelings for her son, she felt a little jealous that she couldn't have such a singular devotion to just one man. She thought, Now, wait a minute. My sexual time with Aidy has an expiration date. Mistress Suzanne made that clear. So I'll enjoy this unique situation to the fullest for as long as it lasts, and then I WILL be able to fully devote myself to my master!

With another nervous glance up towards Adrian's balcony, she began frigging Suzanne's pussy as discretely as possible.

Suzanne alternated between discretely looking up towards Adrian's balcony and looking over at Brenda's tits. As she did the latter, she thought, Talk about "floatation devices"! I never thought that I, of all people, would have boob envy. It's not so much the sheer size as those long nipples I love. How could a woman with boobs that big and that all around beautiful be so submissive and so willing to do anything for Sweetie? ... Argh. I don't like thinking about Brenda's situation. It reminds me too much of my own.

The sun went behind some hills, and seconds later some tasteful night lighting automatically turned on, illuminating their hot tub. Suzanne noted, "Ah. Lifestyles of the rich and wicked. I have a hot tub, but it doesn't begin to compare to the size and splendor of this one. Would you mind if, on some night when Adrian isn't here, we bring the Plummer gang over? We could fit the whole harem in this giant hot tub, plus some of Alan's latest conquests to boot. Think of all the fun we could have!"

"Would I mind? Mistress Suzanne, everything you see here now belongs to Master Alan and my mistresses, just as I belong utterly and completely to him and the rest of you. It goes without saying that you can do anything with my fortune and my possessions just like you can do anything with my body." Brenda really meant it, too, but she did feel some sadness in the fact that Suzanne's words implied Adrian would always be on the outside from the Plummer family.

Suzanne replied, "I'm glad you're so understanding. You really are a great slave."

She had a hard time not bursting out into laughter at the absurdity of it all. A slave! Brenda's completely serious about her new life, and she IS going to share her fortune with us, after all! Life is fucking ridiculously good ever since I kicked the six-times-a-day scheme into motion. Brenda's so into the slave idea that she makes Katherine's fuck toy concept seem completely normal and rational in comparison.

But who am I to judge her choices, if this is what makes her happy? Just like the question of her money: she knows we're good people who aren't going to rip her off. It goes without saying that we'll love and care for her as long as she wants to be with us. In fact, I'm almost positive she'll become a member of the Plummer family in time. She knows she'll never want for any material things, which is a good thing since she's just about the most spoiled and pampered slave or maid in history!

But the ivory beauty redirected her thoughts and tried to get down to business. She finally took her sunglasses off, and said, "Now, let's get talking about seduction techniques. My time here is very limited and I hope Anika is cooking up a quick dinner. To be honest, I'm planning on get fucked by my Sweetie tonight and I have a lot of preparation to do first."

"Oh, I'm so jealous! But I know so little about seduction. I'm not like you. Everything you do is completely seductive! With the way you swish your hips and shake your rack, I don't understand how you manage to walk a block down the street without getting gang raped every time."

"Good God, woman! You're just as beautiful as I am. You must know SOMETHING about seduction."

"Surprisingly little, actually. I've spent all my life keeping my head down and wearing baggy clothes, trying to deflect attention from myself. Aside from a little gold digging, I've kept as low a profile as humanly possible."

Suzanne sighed and spoke her mind. "Then we've got a lot of work to do."

Brenda added, "Mistress Suzanne, please don't be offended by this, but don't you get enough attention as it is? I mean, with your face and bouncy, curly mane of reddish hair alone, you'd look mouthwatering even bundled up inside several sleeping bags. But then on top of it you dress sexy, walk sexy, talk sexy, and do everything sexy! I'm almost not exaggerating when I say I'm amazed you aren't gang-raped on a daily basis!"

"I'll admit it's a bit of a problem," Suzanne admitted, frowning. "That's why I've had to learn some self-defense techniques, because some guys get a little crazy around me. But what can I say? I love the attention. Especially now that I have Alan. You know, when you're in love, when you see your lover smile because of you, or pant with excitement a little bit because of you, that's worth more than getting a thousand strange men to pop hard-ons."

"I know, Mistress," Brenda said with a happy sigh. "That's why, whenever I'm around Master Alan or Aidy, all I want to do is strut around naked and suck their cocks!"

"You've gotta tone it down a little bit, Brenda. As I keep telling my Sweetie's other women, a little bit of clothes is usually sexier than no clothes at all. Let's talk about what makes you look good, and how to take it all off, piece by piece."

Suzanne filled Brenda with seduction advice until dinner was ready, and all the while Brenda worked Suzanne's pussy and clit under the water.

The only fly in the ointment was Brenda's lack of self-control. For instance, Brenda would really get into fingering Suzanne's pussy and forget everything else, forcing Suzanne to repeatedly remind her not to be so obvious with her upper arm movements. Sometimes, Suzanne would have to order both of them out of the water for a little while, both to keep Brenda from sexually overheating and also to stop their bodies from literally overheating due to the bubbly hot water.

Suzanne worried about Brenda's almost uncontrollable enthusiasm, especially in relation to her planned seduction of Adrian. She didn't have an easy answer except to suggest that Anika stay close and effectively serve as the restraint Brenda almost entirely lacked.

Suzanne felt a bit bad, because she knew the problem was partly her making. Brenda, Susan, and Angel. I've let all these women around me go too far. Brenda and Susan especially are so into sex with Sweetie that they're almost kind of loony. I really should try to pull them back to reality a bit, but how do I put the genie back in the bottle? Maybe in Brenda's case I should manipulate both Brenda AND Adrian, and get both of them to work on changing each other. He can help bring her down to Earth, if anyone can...

But on the other hand it's so much fun to have her as our completely submissive family sex slave! I can really see where Alan's coming from when he gets off on all this "master" business.

The two buxom beauties quickly dried off, changed back into their clothes, and then met Adrian and Anika inside.

Suzanne called home and let her husband and son know that she wouldn't be able to make it for dinner. Then she stayed at the Hunter mansion and gobbled down Anika's excellent cooking. She mostly chatted with Adrian, asking him subtly probing questions to learn more about what made him tick.

The one thing that really struck her was that even though she ate while still dressed in a bathing suit (as Brenda did), Adrian hardly even gave her a second glance. In a very literal sense, he only had eyes for his mother.

Suzanne was very glad to see that, but still, she wondered if Adrian could truly come to accept Alan's place in Brenda's life without seething resentment and major problems.

She made a resolution to herself to better guide Brenda's seduction of Adrian. She enjoyed the prospect as she always relished an opportunity for some fun scheming. She also noted the strange contrast of Brenda's life at the Plummers, where she spent each day doing menial chores, and Brenda's life in her mansion, where Brenda dropped her fork to the floor and gave it no further thought because she correctly assumed Anika would pick it up.

Suzanne thought, Strange. Is the appeal of the slave life a kind of The Prince and the Pauper story, where the ty will wear off after a while? No, I think that's just a small part of it. She's obviously in this sexual slavery stuff for the long haul in any case. I wouldn't be surprised if another part of it is, after having everything taken care of for her, she also likes not having to make any decisions on her own. In any case, she sure is something else!