Owning my Family

Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery.  This story may include topics that may be offensive to some, including teens and consensual and non-consensual slavery.  Where this story is set the age of consent for sex is age 16.  If this offends you then please move on.  

Author’s Notes, even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn’t condone non-consensual domination or slavery.  Remember this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life.

Characters:

• Frank - Master and Father of Twin boys. New neighbor who wants to enslave the family next door

• Alex - Master and Son of Frank. One of Frank’s twin boys.  

• Jason - Master and Son of Frank. One of Frank’s twin boys.

• David - Submissive, married to Adam and Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins

• Adam - Submissive, married to David and Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins

POV - Master Frank

As I watch my twin sons release my new boys from their service in the shed, I think that tonight went exactly as planned.  Bringing in boy david’s poker rival helped get the boy to see that his submissiveness reaches past tonight and into his normal life.  As expected he agreed to forfeit the next poker game and give up his asshole to his rival to fuck.  Well, that most likely will not happen because I will own his ass before the next game.  Well, it is good I installed the cameras in the shed.  It really helped my plan.  It took some convincing to bring the son’s coach and principal on board my plan.  I had to offer up the son’s holes when they are at school.  So, they went along with my plan to implant suggestions into the father’s minds about them taking advantage of their sons.  I knew their fatherly instinct would make them see that my owning their boys instead is a better solution.  They naively think they are protecting their boys.  Instead, just the opposite is going to happen.  Not only will the coach and principal have full access to the son’s holes but I will have full ownership of them to do as I please.  It was the icing on the cake when boy adam said that his sons wanted to be owned by the same man.  The fathers naively think they will be better off with me than the coach or the principal.  Well in the end they will, maybe.  Yet, the cost will be their entire family’s freedom.  It was pure luck that I ran across boy david’s boss when shopping at a leather store.  He is a pure asshole, feeling that all submissives are worthless faggots.  Even though he was there to buy restraints for one of his submissive cashfags.  So it wasn’t hard to invite him to my housewarming party.  It was priceless seeing him degrade boy david and tell him that he will never bring him back from the layoff.  He basically told the boy he was fired for good.  That just added to his family's financial pressures.  I think his last hope was that his company would bring him back from a layoff.  This only played into my hand, making the boy desperate to agree to my offer.  In his mind, he has no choice.  And boy adam just goes along with whatever my boys and I want.   I believe he will convince his sons to take the deal.  Well, they really have no future without me and my boys. 

Also, the principal and coach both agreed not to punish my sons when they dominate and bully my new slave boys at school.  Now that the younger generation is more open to any alternative lifestyle, they most likely will not be shocked seeing my new slaves dress slutty and on leaches behind my sons.  I told my sons that they will need to keep the metal collars on the slaves 24/7.  The students and teacher will get used to slave boys running around the hall, especially since the principal won’t do anything about it.   Over time it will become normal.  I think my sons will have fun at school now.  It wouldn’t surprise me that my sons fuck their slaves where ever they can around the school.  They are natural show-offs.  So having slave boys they can show off will make them extra horny.   

Plus, I plan to get on the school board.  I know boy adam is on the board to represent the parent’s interests.  Well, when I adopt his sons he will no longer be a parent so he will have to resign.  I will order him to appoint me as his interim replacement board member.  He is just starting his second 2-year term.  So I will be on the board until all my sons, old and new graduate.   I can help lift restrictions on the dress codes and get the rest of the board to warm up to the idea that some boys like to be bullied and dominated.  That pairing the ones that do like to be bullied with other boys who like to dominate will be a good thing.  Then the boys who don’t like to be bullied will be free of their bullies.  Our school will be a more enlighted and open school for all lifestyles.  I smile at the thought of bringing about a managed bullying environment instead of the stupid idea of banning bullying altogether.  Bans don’t work with young adults.  They just find ways to do it outside of school or online.  Channeling that dominant aggression to someone who wants it is a much better solution to the whole bullying issue.  I think I will suggest creating a standards test to find out who is dominant and who is submissive.   Then pair the dominant with the submissive.  Of course, the dominant will get to choose his submissive base on the compatibility rating in the standard test.  We can make a whole program around it with special classes for both the dominants and submissives.  At the end of the program, they will sign a Contract of Servitude and have a Collaring Ceremony.   By the time all my boys graduate they will have their slaves kneeling at their feet in the classroom, only in their chastity devices and collars. 

As for the enslaved fathers, they’ll be even more controlled than their sons.  I plan on enslaving them for life.  My sons might even inherit them if they live longer than me.  First, after they and their sons sign the ‘Slavery Contracts’, the ‘Power of Attorney, and the ‘Advance Directive’, I will be able to speak on their behalf for all financial and medical matters.  Of course, after adopting their sons I will be able to make all medical decisions for their sons too.  The second step will be to strip all five slaves naked, collar them and put all five in chastity.  It will remind the slaves every second of every day what they choose to become.  The third step is to take away all forms of ID and lock them in my safe.  That way the slaves cannot leave the country.  The fourth step is to pay off their house and put it in my name.  The fifth step is to close all financial and social accounts, cancel their phones and put a freeze on all credit bureaus.  That way they cannot borrow money to be able to escape their enslavement for some reason if they have second thoughts.  The sixth step is to change their house into slave quarters / stables.  I think that it will be good for now to keep up some appearance that they are still free.  But their days of having house parties are over.  Their house will be bare of only the essentials that slaves need to live. They will literally live under lock and key. My locks, my keys.  In time, the whole community will see them as slaves and accept their new status.  But for now, we need to keep up appearances.  When their neighbors start to see them at the grocery store with collars on then they will realize they are really just slaves.  The last step will be to add a privacy fence around their yard and remove the fence between our adjoining yards.  That way they can come over and serve us without needing clothes on.  All the houses in our community are ranch, single story homes with basements.  We are a community of gays so the idea is to keep our privacy.  So not having two-story homes keep neighbors from looking at each other’s backyards from a second story. So most of the homes are longer ranches with normal then bigger basements.  So, the basement of the slave’s home will be a good place for a dungeon.    

I smile at my plan as my boys drag my new potential slaves into my den naked as they should be. 

They look well used and prime for what they are about to hear.  So they will be in the right mindset for what I am about to layout for their future.    

I am amused that boy david tried to interrupt me twice.  I think it is fitting that his husband should be punished for his mistakes.  He tries to be a protective husband and father but when it comes to Dominants he just submits like a born slave.  His guilt is his own undoing.  Seeing his husband punished for his mistake made him feel guilty and pushes him to be more submissive to me so his husband doesn’t get hurt.  I had to laugh to myself when he sees his husband with a hardon after his spanking.  These two are going to be fun to play them against each other.  I love playing chess and these boys are my pawns.  I am their King and Queen all rolled up in one.  All powerful rulers of their lives.  It is going to be so much fun ruling my kingdom of slaves. 

I walk out of my den not even looking back at who I know is following me.  I open double doors at the end of the hall to a Master bedroom.  I chose this house because has two large Master bedrooms, one on each end of the house’s main hall.  The living room is in the middle of the house and opens up to the pool.  There are full showers in both Master bedrooms.   

I stand next to the bed and tell my boy to kneel at my feet.   

“Boy kiss my feet and give me the respect I am due.”

The boy walks up to me and kneels down at my feet.  Then he bends over and kisses one then the other.  Dam he looks good bent over showing how submissive the boy is.  That ass looks good.  I lean over and spank his ass a couple of times on each ass.  Such a big ass that wiggles when it is spanked.  I think I will have to spank it before I fuck it each time.

“Boy remove my clothes, I need a shower.”

“Yes Sir”

The boy removes my sandals then he lowers my shorts.  Of course, I always go commando.  I can see he is watching my cock, licking his lips.  The boy is eager to suck my cock again.  Yet the boy needs to learn restraint.   This is not about his need to suck me.  I know boys like him love to suck cock but it needs to be when I want to be sucked.   

“Boy, what are you waiting for? Continue to strip your Master” I wanted to test his response when referring to myself as his Master

“Ah… Sorry, Yes Master, ”

Good, he called me Master. The boy is a natural-born slave.  Seeing shame on his face for keeping me waiting, he now quickly stands and removes my shirt.   You need to keep slaves in their submissive state of mind all the time.  Eventually, it will be their natural mindset.  Just need to untrain what society has corrupted in their minds with idea that they are free boys.  So I just need to keep pushing the slave to retrain its minds to stay in its natural mindset of servitude. 

“Boy follow me”

I walk to the bathroom to an open walk-in shower.  No shower door.  I like an open plan so I can use the entire bathroom for pissing on my slaves.  The whole bathroom can be hosed down.  Plus, I had hooks installed all over the bathroom.   I walk into the shower area.   

“Boy step into the shower and get the water ready for me.  There is a temperature reading on the wall.  I like my showers 100 degrees.  Once the water is ready then you can ask your Master if I would like a shower.

The boy works the handles until the temperature reads 100 degrees. 

“Master, would you like to take a shower?”

Good, the slave used Master again.  The more it calls me Master the more it will believe that I am his Master.  By the time it leaves tomorrow, it will be thinking of me as its Master. 

“Good slave” 

I walk under the water and get my face and hair wet.

“Boy, now wash your Master.  Use the body liquid soap in the pump on the wall”

The slave pumps body soap into its hand and then bends down and starts to wash my feet and legs.  I lift my right leg and put it on its knee.

“Wash between the toes slave”

It washes each toe and between them.  It works its way up my leg.  I then lower my foot to the floor and lift my right foot and put it on the slave's knee again. 

“Slave next time you will lift my foot and put it on your knee when washing me.”

I turn around showing my slave my ass. 

“Wash my ass and get my hole nice and clean.  You will be getting your tongue in it once I’m in the bed.  I like a tongue in my hole before going to sleep.     

I feel its small hands on my ass. The slave rubs between my cheek, rubbing my hole good. I imagine it tongue in my hole while I drift off to sleep. I then turn around, showing it my big cock and balls. I instinctively reach for cock rubbing it clean of precum that I have been building up since I fucked its mouth earlier. 

"Don't forget my balls slave."

It mumbles "Yes Master" 

As it reaches for my balls with its other hand. 

I moan, loving its small delicate hands washing my manhood.  It’s not a man. I'm the man of its life now! I am fully hard now but order my slave to continue. The slave works its way up my 6-pack abs to my well-defined chest with big round nipples. As it washes my chest it squeezes my pecs testing how strong I am. I smile down at it knowing my pecs are all muscle like the rest of my body.  I worked my body to perfection.  So I deserve to be worshiped. That is exactly what my slave is doing as it washes its Master. In time, it will see me as more than just Master and Owner but its God. It will worship the ground I stand on. I smile at the thought of it worshipping me.  After isn't that what slaves are meant for? To worship the Owners with all their heart, mind, body, and soul. 

I turn around so the slave can wash my back.  It rubs soap all over my muscular back.  Its soft hands feels good.  I moan again as it rubs up the center of my back and then spread its hands over my wide shoulders.  I feel him trace my muscles knowing it’s admiring its Master.  This is good.  The more it admires and worships me, the more submissive it will become.  I want it dreaming about its Master by the time it leaves tomorrow morning.  It works my neck muscles helping me relax yet causing my cock to stir even more.  This slave knows how to give a deep muscle massage.  It will need to give its Master massages every day from now on.  It will be nice to come home from a hard day's work to a massage from my slave.  

Next, it washes my hair and face.  I close my eyes loving how tender it cleans my face.  Dam, it has some useful talents. I am pleased I picked it to be my slave.  If the other four slaves’ talents are as good as this one, I will have found 5 treasures to own.

I rinse my face and spin around to rinse my body clean of soap.  Then step out of the shower.

“Dry me slave”, nodding to the warm towel hanging from the rack.  The slave kneels at my feet and lifts my foot putting it on its knee.  Good, it learns quickly.  It works up my leg and does the same to my other leg.  I smile down at it and it blushes.  It is not lost on me that its cock is sticking out hard, horny as a slave should be.  It then works my ass, rubbing my hole.  I smile that it is learning quickly how to please its Master.  It works up my back and arms.  Then works on my cock and balls next.  I am just as hard as my slave now.  Dam, I will need to fuck it before going to bed now.  It works on my chest, seeing it love worshiping me.  It then drys my hair and face as a loving husband would.   I think it just might fall in love with me.  Well, good slaves should love their Master. 

I can’t take anymore!  I pick up my slave over my shoulder and carry it out of the master bathroom and through it on my bed.  I laugh at the shock on it is face.  

“Slave grabs the lube on the nightstand”, pointing to its left.  

It bends over quickly grabs the lube and looks at me now with longing eyes.  Fuck! I love how tone its body is with just the right amount of muscles to show off its asset.  Plus, it looks flexible to bend however I like.  I grab its caffs and pull it so its nice round ass is just over the bed’s edge.

“Slave lube up my cock and that hole”

I smile at it as the bitch lubes up my cock and pushes the lubed fingers into its own hole.  We don’t break eye contact all the while it gets itself ready to be taken by its Master.   

“Line up my cock, slave”

It aims my cock at his hole and I push forward.  Dam it is a tight hole.  

“Push out slave, let me in”

I feel the resistance of its hole lessen, allowing my cock to enter its hole.   Yes, Fuck it is just as tight as my son said earlier.  Its eyes go wide as it feels for the first time in its life how wide its Master feels in its hole.  I smile at it as I push deeper into its hole.  I see the pain in its eyes but the lust of wanting to please its Master.  Like all slaves, the lust and deep need to please always wins out over the pain.  I keep eye contact to read what is going through the slave's mind.  It is conflicted.  Loving that it will please me but not knowing if it can take the pain.  

“Slave wants its Master’s cock, doesn’t it?”

It moans from the pain yet whispers “Yes Master.”

Yeah, I know it will take the pain to please me.

“Keep pushing out slave, allow its Master take its hole.”

It completely ignores that I referred to it as an “IT”.  Yet later it will realize how I see it now.  I push even more of my cock deep into its hole.  I see more pain register on its face.  Yet, it doesn’t complain as a natural slave wouldn’t.  I work slowly so it hole will adjust.  Even though my son Alex’s cock is long, my cock is 1.5 times wider.   It is good that Alex fuck it a few hours earlier to prepare it for me.  I start to hear it moan as my cock rubs its prostrate, I like to say its p-spot.

I stop and pull out and back in a little farther.  It moans and grunts some as pain is mixed with pleasure.  With each thrust, I plunge my cock into its hole.  The entire time he doesn’t look away from my dominant demanding stare.  I see the lust, fear, pain, and need for me to take his hole.  To claim it as my own.  The deeper I plunged my cock, the strong the need becomes.  It will never forget the first time its Master claims its hole.   Finally, I push my cock to the root and hold it in its hole.  The longer I hold my entire cock in its hole the more it wants me to use it, to fuck it, to claim my property.   I wait until it cannot stand it anymore and begs me to fuck it.

“Please Master…. Please… I need you…Master”

I see tears start to form in its eyes and then I know it is desperate enough to be claimed.  That is when pull all the way out and then slam hard to the root again.  It grunts with pain then moans.   Again I pull out and slam down hard into its hole.  Each hard deep fuck makes him want me even more.  

“OH YES MASTER!”, it yells out between the moans and grunts. 

“Feel your Master inside it, SLAVE!”.

“OH GOD YES MASTER.  IT FEELS SO GOOD MASTER”, yells out.  With the doors of my master bedroom lift opened, I am sure its husband heard its screams of pleasure.  In fact, I think I hear its slut of a husband being used by my boys now. 

With our eyes still locked, “Who owns its hole, slave?”

“YOU DO MASTER!”

“Tell me, slave, Tell me who owns you”

“YOU OWN ME MASTER”

“Who owns your whore of a husband?”

“YOU DO MASTER, YOU OWN MY HUSBAND MASTER”

Now for the real test of how far it will go to please me.

“Who owns your sons, slave?

“YOU DO MASTER, YOU OWN MY SONS MASTER!”

“Do you give me your husband, your son, and yourself to me as your Owner”

“YES, MASTER!  I GIVE YOU MY HUSBAND, MY SONS AND MYSELF TO YOU, YOU OWN US, MASTER!”

With that omissions, I bend it over and kiss my slave passionately, using my tongue to dominate its mouth while still fucking it hard and deep! 

It returns my kiss with just as passion letting me take complete control over its body and mind. I grab around it back with my strong arms, holding its bent body tightly to mine. This pushes its ass further in the air allowing my cock even deeper in its hole. I feel it moan as I kiss it. There is no more pain now. Just the pleasure of my cock. That's all that matters now!  My cock is its sole purpose. It knows this now. 

I pick up my slave, continuing to fuck it and kiss it as I walk around my room using its own weight to get as deep as I can in its still tight hole. I then slam its back against the wall.  My slave is trapped between me and the wall.  Its mind and body are bending to my will.  It will remember this fuck for the rest of its life.  It's the fuck that broke its will to ever resist me.  Anytime it tries to resist it will remember this fuck. The fuck that allows me to Own it and its whole family!  The thought of owning its entire family drives me to fuck it harder.  I move all around the room.  Fucking it everywhere I can on the dresser, in my favorite leather-bound chair, and finally against the window facing the front yard.  Anyone passing by will see my slave being fucked hard.  I even turn it around so its face is pressed against the window.  I have lights on in my room so the neighbors walking by will see it plainly.  It is now moaning loudly like the slut it is.  The sounds of its moans and my ramming it hole should get the attention of anyone walking by. 

I look out to see two twin teenage boys walking by giggling.  I smile at them and they turn to look at us.  The shock on their faces is priceless.  

They yell out “Dad!”  

I stare at them as I continue to fuck their father.  The shock on their faces slowly turns to lustful stares.  They start rubbing each other’s dicks through their shorts, while they have their other arms around each other shoulders.  I keep a dominating stare at them as I did with their father.  I see lust mixed with a longing to be where their father is.   Their will is already starting to break.   My window is right in front of a street light that they are standing under.  They’re shirtless with shorts and sandals on.  The shorts come to their mid-thigh like the young boys are doing now.  They are tight around their slim bodies, revealing a hard dick pointing down their legs.  These boys are hung.  Just more to play with and torment once I own them completely.  The process of ownership has just begun as I stare into their eyes.  I laugh to myself, they do not realize they are looking at their future owner.  As I continue to stare, I hear moans from outside and wet spots are forming in their shorts.  The boys must have shot a load.  I see their faces turn red with embarrassment and run home.  I think they may get embarrassed easily like their father.  I can use that to my advantage.  My slave must also be embarrassed seeing that it’s sons have just witnessed their own father being fuck by their neighbor.  Then to see that they actually got off on watching us must have been even more embarrassing for my poor helpless slave.   

I continue to fuck my slave against the window for another half hour when another teen walks by.  He turns to us with his mouth open.  Just like the twins, he yells out “Dad” when he realizes who is getting fucked.  I stare him down just like the twins.  He puts his hand down his shorts rubbing his dick, not able to break eye contact with me.  Just like the twins he is shirtless with sandals on.  His body has a bit more muscles on his frame.  Thick legs like he rides his bike a lot.  Yet, his arms and chest are well defined as well.  He has blond hair and blue eyes. Like his father adam.  His face matches slave adam’s angelic face. I bet adam is his biological father.  Yet that will not matter once I adopt him as my son and slave.  I will be his new father and owner.   

I ride or run daily alternate between riding and running.  So might take him out every day for a ride and a run while he follows his Master around the neighborhood.  I might keep him in small spandex shorts so I can show off his young muscular body.   The collar around his neck will show everyone he is mine.  We could stop at our the community’s nude pool and pull him along on a leash naked as a slave should be.  Order him to get me drinks or healthy snacks from the bar.   The more the neighbors see my slaves serving me the more they will get used to seeing me as their true owners.    

Once again I hear a moan from outside and know that the boy has just had his first orgasm watching his father get fucked by what will be his owner too.  The boy runs home ashamed like the twins did.  Those boys are going to be so much fun to embarrass.  Plus, putting new slaves in embarrassing situations is good training.  It helps them realize they no longer have control over what happens to them.  Over time they will become less embarrassed about losing control of their lives and accept their life is not theirs to control.  

The sight of my new slave boys shooting their load at watching me fuck their father pushes me finally over the edge.  I slam my cock deep as I can and release a volley of cum into my slave’s hole.  I scream out with a roar causing my slave's whole body to shake.  At that moment my slave shoots his load all over the window.  I bend over and whisper in my slave’s ear.

“It is mine now, forever mine!” laugh at taking ownership of this slave and his family.

I feel my slave shudder at the realization of what just happened to him and his whole family. 

“Your boys had the first glimpse of my power.  You will hand them over to me so they can feel what you just felt.” 

My slave just nods his head not able to form words to express his feeling right now.  Yet I know how a slave’s mind works.   This is the most pleasure it has ever had in its entire life and it wants everyone to experience it too, especially its sons and the slut of a husband.  In his mind, he has been marked as mine.  

I pick him up and carry him still impaled on my half-hard cock.  We go back to the bathroom. 

“Squeeze your hole slave as I pull out of you. Don’t let your Master’s seed spill out”

I feel it squeeze and lift him off my cock.  My cock is now all shiny from cum and ass juices.  I push my slave up against the bathroom wall.  Holding it there with my hand in the middle of his back.  With my other hand, I open a drawer of the vanity and pull out a butt plug.  It is wider than my cock so that it will stay in. I push it to his hole and shove.  It grunts in pain forcing its hole around the base of the plug and finally, its hole swallows the plug.  I release its back. 

“That should keep my seed in my slave’s hole.  Now kneel at my feet slave.”

It quickly kneels on the hard tile floor.

“Clean my cock slave”

It doesn't hesitate and starts licking the head and then up and down the half-hard shaft.  Then it swallows my cock all way to the root. Then up and back down again. Soon my cock is hard again. 

“FUCK! It's eager, isn't it? Well, I need some sleep so stop and wash your Master again."

My slave reluctantly pulls all the way off my cock. It looks up at me with a sad face. . I shake my head. It lowers its head with disappointment clearly displayed in its body language. I smile knowing it is already addicted to my cock. I know it wants me to fuck it again but you can't let slave top from the bottom. That would just make you the slave instead and I will not allow that to ever happen. It is something I trained my boys to look out for too. I walk in the open shower stall and look back at my slave. 

"WELL, WHAT THE HELL IS IT WAITING FOR? GET TO WORK SLAVE" Yelling at it with determination. 

That got its to respond and crawled to my feet. It stood just enough to get a liquid soap on the wall to coat both its hand then knelt at my feet, lifting one leg as it was taught. 

This time it washed its Master faster since I still had a determined look on my face. 

When it was done I stepped out of the shower and was pleased it took the second warm towel and dries me. I pointed it at the laundry hamper and it through the used towels in it. 

Pointing to a stack of small well used towels above the toilet. It understands and drys itself with one of the towels. Those towels are used and old to make a point that it isn't worthy of a fresh new towel. Those for Masters only.  It's these little things that retrain slaves to understand their station in life. 

"Hurry slave I want to get to bed now" 

I walk out of the bathroom without looking back. It finishes drying itself as fast as it can and then runs after its Master.  I lay face down on the bed and grab a pillow. Without even looking at my slave I say,

“Lick my hole slave.  Get in there and make love to your Owner”

I feel it crawl onto the bed and between my legs.  I feel his small hands grab my ass cheeks and spread them.  Warm breath brushes my hole then a nice warm tongue starts licking it.  I relax more, loving my slave’s tongue.  

“Spread me wider, slave.  Really get that tongue in there.  Make your Master feel good.”

It spreads my hole more and pushes its tongue deep into my hole.  

I softly say “Yes, that feels real good slave.  Make love to your Owner.  Work my hole.   You’re a natural ass licker, you know that slave.  I’m looking forward to this every night from now on”

I close my eyes, enjoying my slave making love its Owner’s hole.  Yes, this is how I will end my day every night.  Wonder if the other slaves will be as talented working my hole as their father?  Maybe I should have all five slaves lick my entire body.  I fall asleep with the image of slaves licking each part of my body at the same time.  This is going to be a wonderful life.