Anya
Carl was always the shy one. In gym class at school he carefully changed in the corner where no one could see. He wasn't brave enough to swim with girls unless he was wearing long baggy shorts and a shirt. When he started having sex with girls, he wouldn't take his clothes off unless it was in the dark. In fact, no one had seen him fully naked in daylight since he was six years old. That's all changed. No one he used to know would believe what his life is like today. He's definitely not shy anymore. Not since he met Anya...
Carl plunges his hands into the steaming dishwater, cleaning the final bowl.
He's sweating from the effort but doesn't mind. He used to hate doing these little menial chores in the evenings. Since when did it become not only tolerable, but a pleasure!
His mind instantly floods with the memory of first meeting Anya.
He blushes remembering how timid he was with her. She was so confident and beautiful. He recalls thinking he would do anything for this girl. Carl never dreamed he would actually be put to the ultimate test, way back on that late Summer afternoon first meeting her family.
Just thinking of it sends a shiver up his spine and he feels that same sense of delicious panic like he's plunging into something dangerous and totally unexpected.
"You don’t have to worry about meeting my parents," Anya said in that honey-coated voice of hers. "They’re very casual."
"Casual eh?" Carl said seductively. This girl made him want to be daring.
"How would they feel if they walked through the door and found their daughter being ravished?"
He leaned in to kiss her, wishing he could caress every inch of her smooth beautiful body.
Carl got very hot kissing this sexy girl, but he couldn't stop worrying about what her family would be like.
He opened his eyes slightly while plunging his tongue into her warm mouth to look for clues about them.
"There's something strange about that family photo," Carl thought.
"Why weren't the dad and brother wearing shirts?" he wondered. "Were they on the beach? But it looks like this was taken in their own house."
He timidly looked around for other clues getting a funny feeling.
All of the mail seemed to be addressed to Anya's mother Sonja. Didn't anyone else get post in this house?
"It's a very tidy house," Carl mentioned casually. "Tidy?" Anya smiled. "Oh yeah, Dad likes things clean and tidy."
He leaned in to kiss her passionately again, careful not to let himself become too aroused should someone intrude upon them.
They pulled away from each other hearing the front door open. Sonya marched in weighted down with an afternoon of shopping.
"Hi Mum!" Anya called out happily. "Hello darling," Sonya replied.
Carl quickly stood up to politely introduce himself. Sonya eyed him up and down and got a mischievous look in her eye, “And you must be Carl!”
“Very pleased to meet you Mrs Lindquist,” Carl said nervously.
“Oh no, call me Sonya,” she said slightly flirtatious.
“You carry on,” she motioned Carl to sit again. “I’ll just freshen up before tea.”
“When is tea?” Anya asked.
“Your father should be home any minute now,” Sonya said walking away. Carl watched her leave the room already assessing that she's the one in charge of this family.
Carl is terrified meeting Anya's family for the first time. He wants desperately not to bugger it up by saying something stupid or making it appear that he's only interested in sex. It seems to him that as long as he agrees with the mother Sonya and does whatever she asks he'll be alright.
Sonya re-enters the room several moments later with martinis for all. She loudly declares that she wants to know everything about young Carl.
"Anya tells me you’re a scientist?" Sonya says assessing him.
Carl clears his throat and says, "Yes. I’m doing a degree in applied physics."
"Oh?" Sonya is impressed.
"Yes," Carl goes on while trying to control his shaking hand, "my specialist field is optical computers." "Carl’s going to revolutionise computers!" Anya enthusiastically adds.
"Well..." Carl says bashfully and tightens his grip on Anya's warm hand.
"One day he’s going to be bigger than Bill Gates," Anya boasts on his behalf.
"Really!" Sonya exclaims still scrutinizing the young man.
Carl begins sweating under his collar. He realizes this woman expects a lot and he's terrified he won't be able to rise to whatever challenges she has in store.
"The main thing is you enjoy your work," she says wisely.
"I love it," Carl says careful to remain enthusiastic. "In this industry the rewards are great but I want to make a difference too."
Anya's father walks through the front door making Carl stop what he's saying.
"Daddy’s home!" Anya exclaims excitedly.
"Anya’s here," Sonya loudly informs him. "She has Carl with her."
"Get undressed and come in to meet him," she calmly instructs him.
Carl shifts uncomfortably in his seat, a sense of panic overtaking him. Did he hear her right?! Anya tightens her grip on his hand.
Meeting the parents of a girl you're crazy about is frightening enough. Carl thought it was all going so well trying to impress Anya's controlling mother. Then the father walks in and Anya's Mum tells him to undress. Perhaps she meant for him to change into casual clothes. That must be it.
Carl thinks he must have heard wrong, but then Anya's father removes his shirt!
"How was your day darling?" Sonya asks.
"Very good," the Dad says removing his shoes. "It was so hot today. I couldn't wait to come home and get all these clothes off."
"I see you've got another letter from Uncle George" he says unbuttoning his trousers.
"Yes I'll reply to him when I have time," Sonya says dismissively while he strips like it's nothing out of the ordinary. "He's dying to visit again after he came last month."
Carl looks pleadingly at Anya, trying to see if she is embarrassed or will make some excuse so they can leave. But Anya just smiles brightly like this is normal.
"I don't blame him after the fantastic time he had entertaining you and your bridge club," he smiles ruefully.
"I'll give him a call soon," Sonia laughs. "After your brother Richard visits next week!"
Carl desperately wants to look away, anywhere but at her father's exposed crotch. But he can't! He's in total shock.
He strides in casually like he does every day.
"You make the greatest hostess," he says affectionately to Sonya.
Carl watches uncomfortably as her Dad bends down to give Sonya a quick peck, but Sonya lifts herself up to kiss him harder indicating she wants more.
Carl laughs nervously, but tries to keep himself steady.
Sonya stands up and runs her hands possessively down the Dad's bare arse.
She pulls him forward so his cock rubs over her skirt.
Running her hands all over his naked body, Sonya opens her mouth wide to give him a wet welcoming kiss.
The Dad can't stop himself becoming slightly aroused by Sonya's dominant greeting.
Sonya releases him with his dick partially erect. He reaches out and says, "Hello young man."
"I'm Brian. Great to meet you at last," he says showing no embarrassment about introducing himself to someone for the first time naked with a semi.
Carl is too startled to speak properly, "Hi.. er..."
He clears his throat and does his best to shake his hand.
"What's wrong?" he asks gripping Carl's hand harder.
"I'm um.. ah... Carl..." Carl can't help looking down at her Dad's bobbing erection.
His dick slowly softens again after being aroused by Sonya.
Sonya pretends to be concerned, "Anya, haven’t you told Carl?"
Anya says smiling and innocent, "I wanted to see his reaction."
Carl smiles nervously feeling like he's being put through some test.
Sonya looks Carl up and down, wondering if he's tough enough to make it in this family.
"In our house all men must be naked," she informs him.
"We all prefer it that way," she goes on wrapping her arm around Brian's naked body.
She proudly leads him forward, putting him on display.
"You’re exempt for the night," Anya assures him, taking his arm comfortingly.
The three members of the family laugh together like sharing some secret joke. Carl smiles bravely, but unconvincingly.
"I'll start cooking for everyone."
Carl's eyes are still glued to Brian's exposed cock and balls.
He can't comprehend how any man can walk around totally exposed like that so casually!
"I’m surprised Anya didn’t tell you," Sonya teases him. "It must’ve been a funny shock for you."
"I’m still getting used to it. All men must be naked?" he asks incredulous and then bursts out laughing. "You’ve got to be joking. Are you playing a joke on me?"
"It’s no joke," Sonya says severely. "I just can’t abide men with clothes on. I bet you look better naked don’t you think?"
Carl is struck dumb mumbling, "I don’t know about that."
Anya grips his hand tightly and says, "Whenever we need any maintenance doing: plumbing, electrics or anything..."
"we ALWAYS hire one of the nude plumbers or electricians from the adult pages."
The front door opens and a young lad enters.
"That's my brother Sven," Anya informs him.
"Hi Mum, Hi Dad," Sven calls out throwing his keys on the table.
"I’ll be in in a second," he says. Sonya takes a long sip of her martini watching Carl's reaction closely.
Carl can't believe it! Her brother appears to be completely stripping too!
"Shit!" Carl thinks. "They're really not joking!"
"Alright Mum?" Sven asks.
"Fine sweetie," Sonya says giving him a kiss.
"Where's Dad?" he asks. "He's making our tea," Sonya says.
"Carl this is Sven," Anya interjects.
Carl stands nervously, not able to get used to meeting someone who is naked.
But Sven shows no hesitation in standing naked in front of a perfect stranger and shaking his hand.
"Hiya, alright?" Sven says.
Carl smiles wide and awkward, but is unable to form any actual words again.
Sven shrugs and goes to sit down.
Carl watches him feeling very out of place all of a sudden.
"Mum they’ve given me stacks of homework AND I had swimming practice," Sven complains.
"Will you have enough time to do it all?"
"Just about," Sven sighs pouting. "But I haven’t been able to concentrate because it’s my special night."
"Is it his special night tonight?" Anya asks.
“Of course it is," Sonya says excitedly.
"Provided you have time to do all your homework," she adds seriously to Sven.
"I’ll do it," Sven says eagerly. "Nothing’s going to stop me tonight."
"I was sticking out of my Speedos all during practice. Jonathan and Gary saw AND most of the girls."
"You’re going to have to wait," Sonya says in a motherly tone, "because Ingrid’s coming home with her friends tonight."
"Ingrid’s friends!" Sven shifts in his seat excited.
"Cool!" Sven exclaims. Carl looks around at them all confused. What's going on here?!
But before Carl can ask anyone, Brian comes back in.
"Tea's ready!" he calls out to them happily.
Carl looks between the two naked men nervously, not knowing where else to look.
The family all get up chatting happily, just like any normal family.
Carl tries to get over his embarrassment and be casual. Obviously no one else minds about the men being naked. Why should he?
But he can hardly stand up his body is shaking so much and he's nervous about what they could have been talking about before. Anya giggles and grabs at his hand.
Carl now can't stop grinning and lets himself be led away. He thinks he's ready for anything after the shock of meeting her father and brother naked.
Shy Carl has gone completely quiet. Anya's father and brother are sitting at dinner stark naked. Anya and her mother Sonya chat to them casually like it's nothing at all. But Carl feels incredibly embarrassed and can't participate in the conversation. He tries not to stare at the naked bodies. He's baffled the family can act so normal and even appear more comfortable keeping the men naked.
Sonya has been chatting to Carl in a friendly, easy way, "Sven’s forever going away on business so I have to."
Sven chuckles like this is an old joke amongst the family.
An uncomfortable silence fills the room. Carl thinks desperately for something to say "Erm…"
He tries to think of something normal to discuss, "Are you going anywhere nice on holiday?"
Brian brightens up, "South of France isn’t it this year Sonya?"
Sonya nods, daintily picking off bits of bread and popping them in her mouth.
"We only ever go to clothing optional resorts. Sonya and the girls wear swimming costumes, Sven and I naked."
Carl is amazed he says this so casually as if it's like what airline they use to fly.
"That’s why Sven’s the school swimming champion! Aren’t you son?" he beams at his son.
"Long distance," Carl announces proudly.
"I hate swim suits," he adds. "Even Speedos are restrictive."
"All swimmers would rather go nude," he informs Carl. "We shave our body hair for competitions."
Carl stares at him in astonishment. He wants to disagree, but maybe he has a point.
"You go to naturist resorts in Sweden, where you’re from?" "Not especially," Sonya cuts in. "France, Germany, parts of Spain."
"Only Mum is Swedish," Anya informs him.
"Dad’s English." Carl thinks, "Then shouldn't he be afraid of and embarrassed about nudity like all the English?"
"But your surname is Lindquist," Carl says confused. "That’s a Swedish name isn’t it?"
"Yes," Anya smiles. "The family last name is Lindquist from Mum."
"When Mum and Dad got married he changed his surname to Mum’s."
Carl looks around baffled. This is truly bizarre!
"As did my father," Sonya says proudly.
"I changed my last name to my wife’s."
The couple gaze at each other lovingly for a moment while Carl stays uncomfortably silent.
He looks between them thinking they are living in a world of their own. It looks strange to him, but he also feels a tinge of jealousy.
"When’s Ingrid coming home?" Sven asks impatiently like he's really been dying to ask this.
"I’m fit to bursting," he complains childishly. "Which friends are coming?"
Sonya says calmly in her well practiced motherly tone, "I don’t know who. If you’re so desperate it’ll be better won’t it?"
"I suppose," Sven sighs.
Carl is about to ask what they're talking about but then he thinks better of it. He's still trying to let all the information he's just learned sink in.
Sven stabs at his food in frustration. Sonya looks at him lovingly thinking, "So young, so much energy to work out. I can't wait to see the look on his face after the evening we've got in store."
Carl is learning what the rules are around the Lindquist household. He's astonished the family carries on with the men always naked and serving the women. It goes against everything he's been raised on. And then he realises that this is just how Anya and her brother Sven have been raised so they don't even know any different!
Once everyone has finished their meals and the conversation has died, Sven and Brian quickly grab for the dirty plates.
"Would you like any help," Carl says remembering his manners.
"No mate, Dad and I’ll do it."
The women sit back relaxing while Sven and Brian rush around them piling up the dishes.
This is all very strange for Carl whose mother and aunt have always done all the domestic work around their household.
Carl can't understand how the men don't feel humiliated rushing around like naked slaves for the women.
He looks at their faces searching for any embarrassment.
But both of them look perfectly happy doing these menial chores naked with the woman watching them.
“We'll need some drinks for later too,” Sonya says to Brian.
Just then, they see someone unlock the door and enter.
Carl expects Anya’s father and brother to quickly rush out of the room as they are completely naked, but they just continue clearing the table.
“Hi Dad! Hi Mum!” Ingrid calls out walking in.
Carl feels embarrassed for Sven and his father seeing a group of girls walk in.
“This is Nadine,” Ingrid says.
“Hello Mr Lindquist,” Nadine looks over Anya’s father.
“Hi Mum,” Nadine says familiarly leaning in to kiss Sonya.
“This is Cheryl,” Ingrid continues with the introductions.
Carl sits stiffly in the middle of all this greeting, feeling increasingly uncomfortable about the other men being naked in front of these strangers.
“And this is Sarah,” Ingrid says. “Nice to meet you,” Sonya leans in to kiss her cheek.
Anya says hello to all her sister’s friends and then introduces her boyfriend Carl to them.
Nadine looks Carl over and laughs.
“Oh he has clothes on!” she says turning to the other girls making them all laugh.
Carl grins uncomfortably. He suddenly feels very self conscious, but he thinks confused, “Why should I be the one to feel embarrassed?”
Brian announces, “Girls, Carl, why don’t you all go through to the living room with Sven. I’ll bring you drinks.”
“Actually Daddy, Carl and I have some studying to do,” Anya says apologetically.
“I thought we could do it in my bedroom to give you some peace,” she adds suggestively.
Brian shrugs and says, “If you’re sure.”
“But Sven won’t mind Carl being there, do you Sven?”
“I don’t mind,” he says enthusiastically.
“If you’ve studying to do we understand,” Sonya breaks in.
“See you later,” Anya says grabbing Carl’s hand.
She leads Carl up to her bedroom.
Carl’s relieved to be getting some time alone with Anya away from her confusing family.
Once they get into her bedroom Carl says cautiously, “I like your family.”
“I love them,” Anya says rubbing his arm. “I’m so glad you do.”
“Strange set up though,” he can’t help adding. “Your Dad and your brother have to be naked ALL the time!”
“Strange? Seems perfectly natural to me,” Anya insists.
Carl frowns and shakes his head. Anya adds, “Keeping men naked is far better for them.”
“If you don’t believe me I’ll show you,” she says pulling Carl to her.
Carl feels light headed as Anya kisses him deeply undoing the buttons of his shirt.
“You’ll look so much better with these off,” Anya says peeling off his shirt.
Carl hesitates for a moment cautiously kissing Anya. What is he getting himself into?
But Anya’s lips are so soft and it feels good to be stripped off by her.
She grabs his head, plunging her tongue into his mouth and presses her warm body against his exposed skin.
Her hands eagerly undo his trousers and pulls them down. It arouses him seeing her so turned on stripping him off.
Her hands slides down his front to grab his rising dick.
Carl reaches around trying to reach under her shirt, but Anya pushes him back.
“Lie down,” Anya commands. Carl is so entranced by her he immediately obeys.
She curls up next to him running her fingers over the outline of his dick and balls.
Carl's body goes limp letting Anya run her tongue and fingers all over his body.
“This does feel good,” he whispers.
Anya reaches down between his thighs and runs her hand up under his balls and over the bulge of his dick.
He feels an incredible sense of anticipation and fear feeling Anya’s hand hover over his waistband.
Anya looks down upon his body lustfully while slowly pulling down his pants.
“You look so fucking sexy,” she says softly.
Carl trembles feeling himself be completely stripped off. He’s never allowed anyone to see him this openly naked before!
She eagerly watches his dick and balls be unveiled.
He feels helpless as a baby, frightened and completely trusting Anya.
His semi rises even more in response to the attention given to it.
Anya looks over him excitedly peeling down his tight pants.
Carl was always so shy about his body he feels terrified about being viewed like this, but he can’t help being aroused at the same time.
Anya impatiently yanks off his trousers and pants with the sight of his growing eager cock.
They laugh when Anya aggressively lifts up his leg tearing off his shoe and slipping off his clothes.
Carl blushes deeply feeling so exposed.
He’s conscious of his dick out on full display for her to look at and play with.
He starts to rise up protectively feeling his exposure so intensely, but Anya pushes him back down.
Carl doesn’t dare to disobey her and lays back.
He shuts his eyes feeling the incredible pleasure of Anya crawling beside him licking his body from his midriff up his chest.
Carl’s body shudders as Anya sucks in his nipple and teases it with her tongue.
He lays there passively feeling completely vulnerable to whatever Anya wants to do with him.
Anya clutches his hairy balls in her warm palm.
She squeezes his sack and the base of his dick making it stiffen more.
Carl feels overwhelmed by all this new attention to his naked body that it’s never had before.
Anya grips his growing erection and slowly begins jerking him off.
He tries again to reach around her and feel under her clothes, but Anya fends off his hands.
He feels frustrated that Anya won’t let him take the same pleasure in her body, but allows himself to be pawed over enjoying how she's toying with his burning cock.
Anya hungrily claws his body revelling in his nudity.
Carl wants to turn Anya over and enjoy her body too, but doesn’t let himself because he feels how much she wants him to lay there for her to enjoy.
He finds it an unexpected turn on to be transformed into her plaything, his cock burning hot and begging to come.
Carl moans with pleasure feeling Anya press herself all over his naked body.
Anya grips his cock and strokes it slowly making Carl tremble all over.
Anya stands and commandingly pulls Carl up with her.
He looks up at her excitedly hoping that now he’ll be able to take off her clothes.
His erection is aching from being played with so much.
Anya leans toward him, making his erection press against her skirt while she kisses him deeply.
She strokes his cock again. Carl has the urge to motion her down to suck him off.
Anya gently eases the skin back and forth making his cockhead leak a little precum onto her skirt.
Then Anya unexpectedly pushes him back away from her.
He’s desperate to get her skirt off to plow into her or get her to give him a blow job, anything to get off!
“I’m just going to change,” Anya says quietly.
“I’ll be right back,” she says teasingly.
She quickly leans forward giving him a warm wet kiss and then rushes away.
Carl stares after her frustrated. She’s driven him to the point of frenzy, he’s so eager to empty his balls.
He sighs angrily with his cock still stupidly standing at attention ready for action.
“Why does she have to change now?!” he thinks. “It was going so well!”
“Man I have to get off!” he thinks stroking his aching cock.
He hears the girls laughing downstairs.
Carl timidly peeks out to see what’s going on, but he can’t get any kind of view from Anya’s room.
“What the hell,” he thinks. “I’ll just go have a quick look. No one’s going to see me.”
He tries to get a good look into the living room, but can’t see anyone.
He crouches down to hide himself terrified someone will spot him.
He can hear some of the girls talking and laughing, but can’t see any of them.
He very slowly leans forward against the bars trying to see what’s going on. His heart is racing wondering what’s happening.
Carl's curiosity has got the better of him. The raging hard on Anya gave him has made him more daring than usual. He's never seen a family like this before and feels a burning desire to know what they're doing now. A part of his mind tells him that this is perverse and wrong, but he can't resist peeping into their living room to see what the dominant mother has planned for their evening's entertainment.
Carl's skin prickles with sweat creeping along the landing to look through the railing without being detected. He feels a rush from the danger and excitement of spying on the Lindquists.
All of Ingrid's friends are giggling and looking at something very attentively.
He leans forward with his erection still straining trying to see what they're looking at so excitedly.
Carl hears Sonya tell Sven to come in and stand where everyone can see him. The girls all watch him laughing and swinging their legs seductively at him.
Bending down further to see clearly, he freezes amazed at what she says next.
"Now then Sven," Sonya calmly says. "When was the last time you ejaculated?"
Sven is bouncing up and down like he's about to burst, "Two weeks ago Ma'am!"
"Please let me come tonight," he says pleadingly to the girls.
The girls toss their hair and smile at him, trying to hide how excited they are too and appear stern and in control.
“We’ll see,” Sonya says authoritively. “Have you touched yourself at all during those two weeks?”
“Umm... Tuesday,” Sven wracks his brains trying to remember.
“I was in the shower in the morning and I got hard,” he says embarrassed.
“There wasn’t anything I could do,” he apologizes. “It was the water... I resisted the temptation.”
“Very good,” Sonya dismisses it. “What about more recently?”
“It’s been very difficult the last few days. During swimming I could see the girls under the water,” he pauses awkwardly, scared to go on.
“I got very hard and it pressed against my Speedos,” he swallows nervously. “It hurt. That was difficult.”
“What have you seen that’s made it difficult?” Sonya presses him.
“In History the girl who sits in front of me, Claire...”
He pauses getting turned on just remembering it.
“She had to speak to the girl in front of her, she knelt on her chair and bent over for ages. It was like she was teasing me,” he says trying to sound as innocent as possible.
The girls see right through him knowing he’s trying to make excuses for his own perverted behaviour.
“I just looked at her arse. My dick stood up,” he says breathing quickly. He's aroused by the thought of her.
Sarah thinks it’s funny boys get so turned on by the smallest hint from a girl.
She looks down at his crotch imagining him sporting a hard on for days that he’s had to resist touching.
“Any accidents while you’ve been sleeping?” Sonya asks.
Sven bites his lip nervously, embarrassed about confessing this in front of girls he’s just met.
His dick is slowly rising as he gets more turned on but he can’t control it.
“I’ve woken up with an erection most mornings.”
“But I’ve tried to ignore it and eventually it’s gone down,” he hastily adds.
The girls giggle, unable to suppress their laughter any longer.
Ingrid tuts at her naughty brother unable to control his sexual drive.
Carl can’t believe he’s talking to his own family and his sister’s friends like this! He’s never even discussed having a girlfriend with his mother, let alone admit who he fancies!
“Very good,” Sonya says satisfied seeing Sven squirm in front of them confessing all his private sexual thoughts.
“You’re lucky enough to have an audience tonight. Ingrid’s kindly brought Nadine, Sarah and Cheryl to look at you,” she gestures to them.
“Go and ask them for permission,” she commands.
Sven timidly walks up to them tembling all over.
Sonya knows how nervous he is, even though he’s trying his hardest to hide it.
He crouches in front of Nadine with his knees shaking, “Please Nadine...”
“Please can I be allowed to ejaculate!” he says desperately.
Nadine pretends to consider it taking the opportunity to look over his body assessing him.
The other girls giggle, making Nadine burst out laughing too.
“Yes you may come,” she says regaining control of herself.
Sven moves on to Cheryl, tentatively touching her knee and crouching before her.
“Please Cheryl,” he says sweating all the more.
“Please will you allow me to ejaculate.”
“Hmm... I’m not sure,” Cheryl says gravely. “Stand up.”
Sven stands up fully and breathes in sharply when Cheryl runs her fingers over his cock.
Cheryl loves getting the chance to assess his dick and balls this closely.
She eagerly watches the nervous look on his face and feels his stomach all the way down to his bushy pubic hair.
She takes ahold of him and turns him back to Nadine.
Cheryl likes presenting his body to Nadine knowing that she’s too shy to look at him properly or touch him herself.
She gently strokes his foreskin, enjoying manipulating his dick.
Sven is shaking all over and can hardly breath, feeling all the girls eyes bore into his naked body.
Cheryl likes the look of intense desire on his face remembering his story about abstaining from wanking off.
She can tell he is aching for her to grab hold of his cock and jerk it until he comes, but she’s enjoying just toying with his dick for now.
Sven is almost in pain he’s so eager to get off, saving up his sperm for weeks now!
Carl is hypnotized by the girls manipulating Sven’s body, horrified and fascinated by what they’re doing.
Nadine giggles and squirms watching Cheryl stroke his thickening cock.
Cheryl thinks how easy it is to control boys, especially when they’re horny.
She knows she could do anything to him now and he wouldn’t put up the least resistance.
Sven is feeling light headed having his dick played with in front of everyone after restraining himself for so long.
She strokes his cock faster, feeling it harden in her hand.
Sven starts whimpering softly.
It’s driving him crazy having Cheryl stroke his cock, but not fast enough for him to get off and all the girls staring at him eagerly.
“You’d better not ejaculate Sven,” Sonya calls out. Sven tries desperately to control himself.
“You haven’t told about the time the Monday before last,” Ingrid says suddenly.
Sven’s stomach sinks, “What?”
“Mum. I found tissue paper in the toilet after he’d been in there,” she says.
Sonya looks at her gravely, knowing what this means.
She looks accusingly at Sven, “There was a white milky liquid in it. I thought it was disgusting. I flushed it straight down the toilet.”
“No. No Mum honest. Please!” he cries loudly.
“I think Cheryl should punish him,” she says with intense satisfaction.
“Good idea!” Sonya agrees. Sven timidly inches up to her.
Cheryl quickly grabs his hands and pulls him over her knees.
Sven cries out in surprise while Cheryl swiftly slaps his bottom.
He lies across her lap limply, afraid to resist.
She reaches under and firmly grabs his dick while she slaps his bare ass.
She gives him five sharp slaps.
The girls laugh watching Cheryl discipline the whining boy.
Cheryl feels energized and excited smacking his bottom again and again.
He squirms on her lap feeling her hand come down on his tender cheeks.
“No I didn’t!” he whines pathetically.
His childish cries just make Cheryl want to slap him more.
Just a moment ago she was caressing his body and privates! Now he’s become the object of humiliation in front of everyone!
He grunts instantly aroused feeling Cheryl stroke his cock again.
Just when he thought she had stopped spanking him, she lays in again giving his arse a big smack.
The pain and humiliation of being treated like this instantly becomes erotic for him with the way Cheryl controls and strokes his cock.
He kneels over her grovelling to be given the tiniest bit of pleasure.
Cheryl’s loving the feel of this boy whimpering over her knees while all the other girls look on laughing.
Carl unexpectedly feels his dick begin to harden again. Frustrated in his need to get off he watches Sven’s humiliation lustfully and unconsciously strokes his cock looking at the aggressive women‘s hungry eyes.
Cheryl’s created a rhythm now slapping his arse and stroking his cock at the same time.
Though Sven feels intensely embarrassed his cock is hardening again in her hand.
All Sven can see is Nadine’s grinning face while Cheryl continues to punish him.
Nadine thinks he looks so funny and sad, desperate to get off even if he has to do it while being disciplined.
SMACK! SMACK!
Cheryl watches him eagerly as his body trembles under her control and he cries out.
“I’m sorry,” Sven mumbles with tears bursting from his eyes.
“Ugh,” Sven groans while Cheryl squeezes his dick and pulls on it.
The tears trickle down his cheeks making Nadine laugh harder.
Cheryl spanks him more and more like she can’t stop. She feels like she could go on forever!
Drained of all his young masculine pride and with tears catching in the corners of his eyes, Sven lays obediently across Cheryl's lap receiving his spanking. His dick is excited from Cheryl stroking it in between slaps to his bottom. Made powerless by weeks of torment just waiting for the moment when he can come in front of the girls, Sven is willing to let them say or do anything they want no matter how humiliating.
Choking back his sobs, Sven looks up to see his father enter the room.
Sonya lays down a cushion and motions for him to sit obediently by her feet.
The girls giggle watching the naked father of the family sheepishly walk in to join them.
Sonya rubs his shoulders possessively displaying her naked man like a trophy for everyone to see.
Brian looks on at the girls' disciplining his naked son. It makes him recall first meeting Sonya and performing naked in front of her and her friends.
He finds the memory and the girls slyly glancing at his cock and balls incredibly arousing.
He smiles remembering how frightened he was standing naked in front of all the girls that first time. They eyed him up and explored his body, driving him into a frenzy that produced the most intense orgasm he'd ever had!
Once Cheryl has finished spanking him as much as she wants, Ingrid commands, "Now Sven. Go and kneel over there and wank yourself."
Sven is shaking all over from the intensity of being spanked and having his cock tugged on by Cheryl.
He pushes himself up onto his wobbly knees.
Sven sits on his throbbing arse with the girls circling him and watching excitedly.
He grabs his cock and eagerly pumps it desperate to get off.
"Go on and come for us wanker boy!" Cheryl says leaning into his back.
They rub their hands over him, exploring his sweating teenage body.
"We know this is what you do all alone in your room when no one is looking," Sarah says.
Sven looks down at his cock ashamed, unable to stop pumping it while they watch.
The girls' perfume and excited breathing all around him drives him crazy.
Nadine eagerly grabs and pinches his body, never having such free access to a naked boy before.
"Look at how his penis is growing," Sarah says.
Sven's body shakes as he strokes his dick faster hearing the girls discuss him.
"Boys have no self control," Cheryl looks over his shoulder watching him violently stroke his cock.
"I bet he's going to make a sticky mess all over the floor," Nadine laughs.
Sonya senses her husband is jealous of the attention. She strokes his hairy chest, exciting him even more.
The girls run their hands down the inside of Sven's thighs making him obediently open up his legs.
Sven whimpers in excitement, feeling the wonderful sensation of jerking off after denying himself for so long.
"His penis is leaking a little," Sarah says brushing her hand against the wet tip of his cock.
Sven holds his breath feeling her touch his throbbing dick!
Brian leans against his wife letting her play with his body.
She easily makes him erect and playfully slaps his penis.
Brian is eager for his chance to come in front of the girls too as he becomes more and more aroused.
He looks pleadingly into Sonya's eyes as if asking for permission, but her look indicates that he's not allowed to touch himself.
"This is what boys think about doing all the time isn't it?" Sarah asks running her hand down his bare chest.
Sven nods guiltily making all the girls laugh.
He's sweating all over now, feeling himself wedged between all the excited girls.
Nadine eagerly reaches down and grabs his hairy balls sack.
She experimentally squeezes his balls making him give a little yelp and causing his body to jump in surprise.
She loosens her grip and plays with his loose balls.
Sven squeezes his dick and pulls back his foreskin. The tip of his cock is tingling now and he's desperate for a release.
He strokes his cock quickly while the girls explore his body all they want.
He goes limp against them feeling how they're willing him to come!
His balls bounce up and down with his wild jerking.
Cheryl says, "Come on wanker boy!"
Sven is breathing rapidly, his balls aching for release.
He points his dick out, feeling the hot spunk rise up and all the girls eagerly watch for his climax.
Cum shoots out of his dick making the girls grip his body and bend closer to see it shoot all over the floor.
The girls watch curiously as he pumps the white stuff out of his burning cock.
Sven wildly jerks his cock emptying out his balls for all of them.
The sensation of being watched by three beautiful strange women makes his orgasm ten times more intense than wanking alone in his room.
"Look at all of it!" Sarah exclaims in surprise.
Sven continues jerking his cock making sperm dribble down over his fingers.
He smiles triumphantly performing for the girls.
This is the most incredible sensation of his life!
More cum erupts from his dick as he continues jerking it for them.
"Look at what your brother did!" Cheryl laughs.
"Can you tell how much he likes all of you?" Ingrid says playfully.
The girls laugh and stroke his body enjoying how he slowly strokes his cock still, getting the last dregs of cum out.
"Squeeze it all out," Sarah encourages him making Sven giggle in embarrassment.
"It's so gross!" Nadine laughs seeing it run down his fingers.
The girls laugh making Sven squirm against them ashamed.
Sonya runs her hand down her husband's familiar body sensing how intensely excited he is now, but knowing he wouldn't dare pleasure himself without having her permission first.
Sven lays back against the girls' legs exhausted after the most powerful ejaculation of his life. With his tender arse still smarting from his prolonged spanking he's aware more than ever of his subordinate position to the girls and how he must do anything to please them. Unbeknownst to the family and friends, Carl watches from above excited and mystified by what he's just witnessed.
Sven’s head drops back between the girls feeling like he’s about to pass out.
“Now he’s come he needs to be tethered,” Sonya says.
She takes out a dog leash and unfurls the chain.
“Go and do it,” she commands her husband.
Brian takes the leash, wondering tensely whether Sonya will allow him to also perform for the girls tonight.
His cock is still partially erect, hungry for attention.
He pulls himself away from Sonya’s warm lap.
Sven stares up at him, suddenly ashamed like he’s been a very bad boy.
Brian looks down at his exhausted, trembling son recalling his own youthful exhibitionism before Sonya and her friends.
Sven squirms and cowers against the girls’ legs while his father bends down to attach the leash.
The girls smirk with pleasure seeing him treated like a dirty animal.
Carl looks down upon them astonished but curious at what he’s seeing.
Brian wraps the chain around Sven’s neck.
Carl looks closer while the girls giggle seeing Sven leashed.
Carl notices the small writing on Brian’s body that he thinks he caught a glimpse of before.
It looks like some kind of tattoo.
He bends down trying to read what it says.
Brian bends over and Carl sees what it says. In a rush he suddenly understands all the implications that come from it.
Carl tries to imagine the feeling of actually being owned by someone and having to follow their every command.
He hears the bathroom door open and remembers Anya went in there to change.
Brian attaches the chain around Sven’s neck even though he can sense his son wanting to get away.
Sven squeezes his eyes shut fighting the urge to resist being leashed in such a humiliating way.
He hears the girls giggle around him and wonders tensely what they’ll make him do next.
Brian stretches the handle of the leash out to Cheryl.
“Cheryl would you do the honour of owning Sven for the rest of the evening?” Brian asks her.
“Gladly,” Cheryl smiles and yanks the leash so Sven looks up hopefully at her while leaning against her bare leg.
Sven gazes at her commanding face, trembling at her feet.
Cheryl looks at her new possession with delight relishing the fact she can order him to do anything with the slightest command.
Brian curls up at Sonya’s feet again and looks hopefully into her eyes like a begging puppy dog. The girls imagine what they should do with their new possession.
Carl sees Anya come out of the bathroom.
“Shit,” he thinks guiltily.
He rushes back into the bedroom before Anya can see him creeping around her house.
Carl collapses on the bed, sweating and his heart pounding like mad in his chest.
Anya slinks into the bedroom making Carl gasp seeing her new outfit of lacy underwear.
“Like what you see?” she asks.
Carl panics for a second, thinking she means the show he just watched voyeuristically from the landing and then realizing she means her underwear.
He smiles and says “Yes” while Anya lays down next to him and runs her hand possessively over his body.
Carl lays back heavily worked up and hungry for physical attention. Anya sucks his sensitive nipple making him tremble all over.
“Awe, what happened to your big hard penis?” she asks.
She grabs his cock and strokes it while Carl lies back in ecstasy.
He feels her warm soft body press against him and his cock come alive in her hand.
While she kisses his lips, Carl shuts his eyes conjuring the sight of Sven stroking himself with all the girls watching eagerly.
He’s startled by the way these erotic images instantly come to his mind.
Instead he concentrates on Anya’s soft lips eagerly pressing against his mouth and strokes his hardening cock.
He massages his dick while Anya curls up over him, rubbing her thigh against his balls and shaft.
Carl loves the unexpected sensation of Anya grabbing him possessively and holding him down like she’s going to devour him.
“You’re mine,” Anya whispers in his ear and clutches his neck.
She runs her hand down his naked torso to fondle his burning erection.
“It feels very hard again,” Anya says with satisfaction.
She kisses him hard while he continues eagerly stroking his dick.
She cups his hand forcing him to momentarily stop stroking it.
Carl obediently holds the base of his raging hard on for Anya to admire and enjoy all she wants.
“Jerk your hard cock off for me,” Anya commands him.
Carl eagerly strokes his dick, feeling the pleasure all the more intensely now that Anya has given him permission.
Carl lays submissively letting Anya caress his body freely, grabbing his balls and running her nails over his skin sending a shiver up his spine.
He eagerly tries to follow her mouth, wanting to kiss her more and deeper.
Anya pushes him back down as a warning to lay flat and jerk off like he’s told.
She runs her hands down his sweaty chest as he desperately pumps his cock.
Anya rubs her body up against his straining erection.
He feels her wonderful body hovering over and dominating him making him sigh with pleasure.
Anya hungrily licks his pecks, tasting his delicious freckled body.
He moans in frustration, eager to come.
Carl tries to guide her body down on top of him so he can penetrate her.
But Anya’s body resists and pulls away.
She makes him keep his arm down so she can maintain control.
She sits up so she can look down at his body and how he desperately tugs on his cock.
He pumps his cock faster and faster unable to stop.
Images of the girls watching her brother Sven flash through Carl’s thoughts again while also thinking how fucking sexy Anya is.
His cock hardens until it’s like steel, just waiting to burst.
It drives Anya wild looking at him jerk his hard dick.
She moans in pleasure driving Carl crazy and making him yank his cock harder.
She feels his hairy balls sack bounce up and down while he jerks off.
Watching him moan desperate to get off she smiles and leans down to kiss and rub her body against his.
Carl’s drops his head back in pure ecstasy feeling Anya caress and look at his naked body.
She kisses and licks his chest, her long hair brushing his skin.
Anya likes laying her body against his and kissing him deep, then rising up to see the effect she’s made on him and watch him jerking off.
Carl feels dizzy and over stimulated.
He feels a little embarrassed abusing his body in full light so openly like this while she watches, but he can’t stop himself.
Anya leans over him and his cock brushes up against her inner thighs while he keeps stroking it.
It’s driving him mad that she keeps teasingly laying over him and then pulling away.
She kisses him warmly and then pushes him back.
Then she leans in again to look at his open, eager lips, only kissing him when she wants.
She runs her nails over his thigh while sucking in his lower lip.
Carl lays back helplessly jerking his cock for Anya.
He gazes up at her lustfully.
“Close your eyes,” she commands him.
He shuts his eyes so he can’t see how she’s watching him jerk off or what she’s going to do to him next.
She likes the look of excitement and desperation on his face.
She lightly bites his nipple making him moan out loud.
Carl tosses his head back and forth.
Anya hungrily kisses his neck, face and lips.
Carl strokes the shaft of his cock faster feeling her beautiful body rub all over him.
She thinks how funny and sexy he looks laying there masturbating.
She pushes open his thighs so she can fit her leg snuggly between them.
She drapes herself over him kissing up his chest all the way to his mouth.
Carl looks like he's almost in pain, he's so eager to come.
He feels on the brink of ejaculation, the head of his cock tingling excitedly.
Anya stares lustfully at his struggling expression.
His hairy balls bounce up and down.
She grinds her bare thigh up against his balls.
And lays against him so her breasts rub against his chest.
Carl desperately wants her whole body to lay over him like a blanket.
He leans forward trying to kiss her again.
But Anya looks down at his dick eager to see if he's almost ready to come.
Carl sensuously rubs her body, feeling like he's about to explode.
Anya pushes his arm away and sits back up.
She squeezes his balls.
"Come for me wanker!"
Carl breathes quickly, eagerly jerking off his cock.
He grunts and grits his teeth, his whole body vibrating.
He writhes on the bed feeling it about to happen!
Anya keeps her hand firmly planted on him like he's about to leap out of control.
She can tell by the look of supreme pleasure on his face that he’s ready.
He clutches her arm desperately and strokes the head of his cock vigorously.
Anya sits up and watches his cock entranced.
Carl jerks his dick feeling the cum rise up.
He shoots a long stream of cum onto his chest to Anya’s delight.
Cum flies all over his body and onto the bed!
Carl’s muscles tighten and he holds his breath coming wildly.
Anya eagerly rubs his thigh watching the cum spray everywhere.
He keeps pumping his cock, emptying his balls completely.
He tosses his head and jerks his dick out of control.
Cum runs down his stomach onto the bed, but he keeps milking his cock.
He looks up at Anya feeling weak and slowing down after his furious ejaculation.
Anya plants a soft, comforting kiss on his lips.
He slowly strokes his cock, enjoying the exquisite aftermath of coming for her.
Anya rubs his chest feeling the sticky cum that covers his torso.
She rubs his warm, emptied balls.
Carl's head drops back lazily, his head still spinning.
“You’re a mess,” Anya says deliciously.
She looks down at his aching cock still burning.
“That was fucking excellent,” she says. “I could watch you do that every night.”
Carl smiles wearily and nods in agreement.
Anya cuddles up against him feeling his warm chest rise and fall.
Carl is exhausted and feels completely drained.
He dozes peacefully, enjoying Anya’s soft body resting against him.
His thoughts jump from Anya’s beautiful body to meeting her family.
Carl slips gently into unconsciousness, letting his unuttered fantasies unfold.
Sven sits naked at the girls' feet with Cheryl holding a leash attached around his neck. He's exhausted after being spanked and wanking on the floor for the women to watch. Being raised to be naked constantly in the household he understands that this is what sex should be like and he‘ll have to wait every time for a woman to allow him to come.
Sven looks up attentively at his mistress waiting to see what she wants him to do next.
Never having seen anything like this before, Nadine brightly says, "Despunking! I see. I think we should start denying my brother. That would keep him on his toes."
"Despunking. Hmm..." Cheryl loves the idea and looks curiously at Brian, "Sonya, does he get despunked as well?"
"Mum, you and your friends normally do that don’t you?"
"Yes, normally my sister and I despunk him," she says gazing lustfully at him. "He has to wait over a month between sessions."
"How do you think I keep him so obedient?" she adds drawing him close to her.
"It’d be good to see him despunked," Nadine laughs.
Hearing the pretty girl say this, Brian feels his bare skin prickle with excitement.
He looks up pleadingly into his wife's eyes, begging for her permission.
"Alright darling," Sonya says generously.
"Why don’t you go over to the middle of the room," she waves towards the girls. "I think you deserve a little treat."
He springs up on his wife's command and grins eagerly to himself.
Sonya gently slaps his arse encouraging him into the centre of the room.
Brian glances at the wide-eyed expectant girls and feels incredibly excited he'll be able to finally empty his balls after three weeks of denial.
Ingrid stands up to join her brother on the chair while her friends have fun with her father.
Brian is surprised that the girls crowd in closer so they pin him between their legs.
He begins massaging his penis while the girls pull him back against their laps.
He shuts his eyes tight hearing them breathing and laughing all around him.
"He's so much more hairy than the boy," Sarah says.
"We used to shave him when he got too hairy," Sonya says looking at his big bushy pubic hair.
"Fully grown men's bodies are sexy," Cheryl says stroking his hairy chest and broad shoulders. She looks lustfully at his fully developed muscles and stubly face amazed she has permission to touch it all she wants.
"He goes wild when you squeeze his balls," Sonya says. "Just give them a little tug and he'll become your slave."
Nadine runs her hand on the inside of his thick thigh daring herself to grab his scrotum.
The girls enjoy watching Brian's straining face as he eagerly strokes his dick.
His balls are aching from the build up of three weeks of cum waiting to be unleashed.
Nadine feels his hairy thigh excited that she's able to touch this fully grown man's body all she wants.
He feels the girls' hands running over his entire body enjoying his total nudity.
Sonya smiles wide seeing him go completely limp in their arms.
He moans and pumps his dick quickly feeling Nadine's hands clasp his balls.
He moans excitedly while the girls greedily run their hands over him.
Brian loses all control of his body feeling his balls caressed.
He sinks back into Cheryl's lap feeling her willing him to come.
He moans excitedly feeling their long painted nails scraping over his skin, squeezing his full balls sack.
Ingrid and Sven watch their father being treated like a naked slave for them. They're learning that this is the proper thing to do with a man.
Sonya teases and plays with her husband's scrotum.
It drives Brian crazy, making his whole body go rigid and stroke his dick fast.
Seeing his hairy masculine face Sarah gets the urge to lick him all over.
Brian looks at Sonya's face seeing her approval allowing him to finally stroke his dick again after weeks of restraint.
"His balls should be really full now," Sonya says. "It's been a long time since his last release."
Brian's muscles stiffen and he moans softly feeling the girls' lips and tongues slide over his body.
The girls grab at his hairy manly body thrilled that they're able to do whatever they want to him.
Brian sprawls against them quickly jerking his dick.
He squirms under them feeling their hands grab at him and their tongues flicker over his body.
Nadine cups his balls in her hand driving him wild.
Brian finally stops restraining himself and sighs openly, a look of total ecstasy on his face.
Nadine watches him stroke his thick cock while weighing his balls in her hand.
Sonya leans forward, willing him to kiss her.
He leans his head back and reaches out to Sonya with his tongue.
Sonya sticks out her tongue to meet him.
She presses his tongue down with her own.
Nadine and Cheryl look at each other and laugh for a second realizing that this is an adult man they’ve just met! They can do anything they want to his naked body.
Nadine rubs his hairy chest, enjoying a fully grown man's hairy body for the first time.
“This is what sex should be!” Sven and Ingrid think excitedly watching their father’s body be used.
Cheryl gazes down at Brian's straining cock. It looks like it's on the brink of bursting.
Brian enjoys the hungry intimate kisses from his wife while the girls play with his body all they wish.
Sonya presses her face against his feeling him submit completely for them like he's been trained.
Brian opens his legs and gyrates his hips desperately feeling Nadine squeeze and tug his sensitive balls.
He strokes his cock wildly feeling it pulse red hot in his hand.
A look of painful need covers his face stroking his cock like mad while Nadine squeezes his balls.
Brian's body reacts violently, shaking like crazy.
He thrusts out his cock on the brink of exploding!
The girls look over his body realizing he’s lost all control and proud they’ve driven him to this point.
Brian completely lets himself go, his face strained and arm pumping wildly.
He instinctively leans forward his body shaking with the need to come.
The girls watch him learning what happens when you play with a man’s body like this.
"Come NOW," Sonya insists.
Brian groans collapsing forward.
He feels his balls ache with the build up of so much cum about to explode. His heart pounds wildly and his dick burns with the need for release.
They stare in amazement as he jerks his dick ferociously.
Suddenly he leans back and the girls grab his body.
Brian cries out feeling the spunk rise up his dick.
He shoots a long stream of come out in front of the girls' amazed eyes.
The girls rub his body watching curiously how a grown man ejaculates.
The cum surges up through his cock and flies out onto the floor.
Brian's muscles tighten as he pumps his cock, emptying his balls completely for the girls.
Sonya rubs his hairy chest enjoying his muscular pecs and watching with delight the stream of cum shooting out of his dick.
His cum flies out of his dick and hits the floor.
A wonderful sense of pride fills the girls seeing what they made this big strong man do all over the floor.
Brian helplessly pumps his cock spilling all his spunk onto the floor.
Cheryl and Nadine giggle to each other watching Brian come.
His straining cock shoots while the girls grab him.
They rub their hands over his muscular body watching him empty his balls completely.
His dick is burning while he strokes it quickly, emptying it all out.
Brian sighs in exhaustion.
He slows stroking his cock to push out the last dregs of spunk.
Nadine laughs looking at the puddle of cum he's made.
His balls throb painfully from the power of his powerful release.
"Did you see how helpless he becomes when you squeeze his balls," Sonya says.
"He loses all control and wanks like a madman!"
Brian shrinks back embarrassed while the girls laugh hysterically. Sven watches his father’s humiliation and feels self conscious knowing he looked the same way kneeling on the floor.
Ingrid and Sven look at their father crouching in front of his own puddle of spunk feeling that it’s completely natural a man should be handled this way.
Sonya rubs his stubbly face and Brian instinctively knows that he should wipe up his mess now.
Brian feels exhausted after his powerful orgasm.
"Yeah, mop it up," Sarah chimes in.
Brian releases his cock still dripping with cum and looks down at what he did.
He bends over and uses the towel to wipe up.
The girls laugh and point saying, "You missed some that flew over there."
Brian kneels on the floor wiping off his hands dripping with cum while the girls smile down at him with satisfaction.
The girls think how sexy it is making a fully grown man crawl naked over the floor and wipe up his own cum.
They realize what a turn on it is making the man who usually dominates everything submit to their orders and obey them.
Each of them imagines how they can train men like this when they get married and keep him naked as much as possible because that‘s the way to maintain their superiority.
Sven is so turned on by watching the girls enjoy Brian's performance he wants to come for them again but he knows he'll have to wait until he's given permission.
Seeing Brian bent over like this Cheryl thinks how it will be good to get a riding crop to put her boyfriend in line.
Brian shuffles over the floor with his worn dick and balls swinging between his legs.
He makes sure the floor is all clean.
Sven and Ingrid understand that this is how a family should be. Things are so much better for everyone keeping the man naked all the time so women can enjoy his body constantly.
Brian feels all the girls watching him as he shuffles naked over the floor.
The girls watch excitedly filled with ideas of how to treat a naked man now that they've seen how a family should be run.
Sonya hopes he hasn't drained himself completely since next weekend the friends from her bridge club are coming over and they'll expect a big show.
What would it be like to be part of a CFNM family where the women rule the house and the obedient men are always kept naked? Carl is astounded by what he's seen in Anya's house today. It certainly wasn't the dull meal filled with awkward conversation and agreeable smiles that he imagined. Yet to the whole family it seemed so natural and so right!
Carl is exhausted from jerking off for Anya. He feels her warm body against his while he drifts off to sleep.
His sleep is restless as he's still horny with sexy images flashing through his mind.
The faces of those girls looking down upon Sven are burned into his imagination. He can see so clearly their bright wide eyes and wide eager grins.
He tries to imagine what it would feel like to be Sven kneeling down and begging these women to let him come.
He imagines how frustrating it would be knowing that his pleasure was entirely in these women's hands, how exposed and vulnerable his whole naked body would be and how satisfyingly sweet the pleasure of the release finally allowed him.
In his dream Ingrid suddenly appears.
He seems to know instinctively that he's mean to come close to her and stand attentively.
Ingrid stares at him possessively and places her finger on his naked body as if she were claiming him as her own.
When a woman has appeared in his dreams previously she's been unclothed and lying submissively for him, but this it completely different!
He desires to touch and caress her body, but instead knows he must submit to letting Ingrid do this to him.
He finds this sensation more arousing than wet dreams he's had in the past making his cock rise up instantly.
It's almost embarrassing how he can't hide his desire from Ingrid who is caressing his body, enjoying his smooth muscular form.
Ingrid scrapes her nails over his skin and he knows that she is watching his erection.
He wants to stroke his hard cock, but can't touch it until Ingrid allows him to. In his dream he's physically unable to.
Yet standing in this aroused state and waiting while Ingrid enjoys his naked body he feels a knew kind of sexual high just seeing how she looks at his body.
"When was the last time you came?" Ingrid suddenly asks him.
Carl tries to think, but doesn't remember when it was. It feels like years ago. Ingrid leans and it feels like she's about to kiss him...
But she pulls back so can't feel her lips on his. He knows somehow that he's being denied what he wants until she decides to give it to him.
He wants so badly to touch his cock and guide it between her legs.
Then he realizes that Ingrid knows this, but is not allowing him to because she's taking her time enjoying his manly body.
She knows that he can't stop thinking about sex. It's obvious from how hard his dick is so everyone can see!
He's started to sweat from the tension of standing so attentively for Ingrid.
Ingrid increases the pressure by running her hands over his slick skin and staring accusingly into his eyes. Gently she presses her body against his erection.
Everything he's thinking and feeling is out in the open, but he has no idea what's on her mind.
He waits in agony as she stares curiously at his dick.
Carl shuts his eyes and feels what it's really like to be out in the open like this where anyone can walk in instead of safely naked beneath the sheets with your lover in the bedroom.
He feels like he's just a decorative object with no will of his own.
Ingrid wraps her arms around him and leans against him.
His straining cock brushes against her skirt.
The sensitive head is slowly pushing out of the foreskin, begging to be stimulated.
Ingrid laughs feeling his cock pressed against her knowing how badly he wants it to be stroked or sucked.
She takes a long look at his freckled chest, muscular pecs and aroused sensitive nipples.
He sighs with pleasure feeling her run her hands from his shoulders down his body.
He senses her staring up at his body and his erect dick.
Ingrid rises up brushing against his body.
She puts her arms around him so his hard cock presses against her.
Her hands rush over his body hungrily like she wants to devour him.
He feels what it's like to be an object of desire, withholding all his thoughts and feelings for her pleasure.
All the time he's aware of his cock straining out and how Ingrid teasingly rubs against it.
He wants so badly to be allowed to come!
But Ingrid suddenly says something that sounds like an echo of what she said before, "I think he should be punished."
Carl recalls Sven being drawn over Cheryl's knee to be punished.
He imagines what it feels like to have his arse slapped continuously like that while everyone watches.
Ingrid sits and wills him to lay over her knees.
Carl instantly obeys, feeling himself pulled on top of her lap by some invisible power.
Ingrid grabs his erection as he kneels down.
She tightens her grip at the base of his shaft taking complete control of him.
Carl whines helplessly now that he's kneeling over her. She rubs his arse cheek sensuously.
"You deserve to be punished," she says lifting her hand up in the air threateningly.
She slaps his arse hard while stroking his hard dick.
Carl moans finally feeling the wonderful sensation of having his cock stroked, but also the sharp sting from Ingrid's slaps.
Ingrid's hand comes down hard on his arse filling the air with a sharp smacking sound.
Having his cock rubbed like this while getting spanked makes the feeling of being punished a pleasurable one in his mind.
His arse brightens to pink, but he wants her to spank him more.
Ingrid starts on his other arse cheek smacking it even harder.
She slaps him so hard shse leaves a handprint.
She slaps him more and more while stroking his dick.
Carl grits his teeth taking the pain.
Believing that he's now an adult man he never thought he'd have to submit to something so humiliating as a spanking!
The sensation is unbelievably arousing as Ingrid slowly wanks his dick.
Carl hears the words again and again "Deserves to be punished..." while getting his beating.
His arse stings from the continuous blows Ingrid gives him.
He knows he has to take it as long as Ingrid wants to give it to him.
In the hazy timeless sense of a dream it feels like this spanking could go on forever.
He feels her hand land sharply on his bottom.
At the same time he feels her stroke his cock making them seem like one fluid motion.
She's got control of the most sensitive parts of his body and she's skilfully manipulating him to respond like she wants him to.
He cries out driving her to spank him faster and harder.
Carl bends forward on his hands and kneels learning how pleasurable it is to be completely submissive for a woman.
He squirms over her legs feeling her slap him harder and turning his cheeks bright pink.
She stops momentarily stroking his cock.
He sighs with pleasure thinking he might finally be allowed to come.
But Ingrid smacks his arse harder causing him to fall forward over her lap.
Ingrid leans forward admiring how his cheeks have turned a nice rosy colour.
She squeezes his dick and slaps his arse again.
In between spanking she squeezes his body against her and strokes his cock long and hard.
Carl cries out from the slaps now, feeling like he may burst out into tears.
He's turned completely obedient now willing to do anything for Ingrid, hoping to receive the smallest bit of pleasure from her.
His dream suddenly shifts so that he's on his haunches with Ingrid looking down upon him.
Ingrid tells him that she owns him for the evening.
He nods his head thinking how sexy it is becoming someone's slave for the evening, having to do anything they say!
He closes his eyes and waits obediently while Ingrid leashes him.
Ingrid yanks sharply on the chain drawing him up.
Carl cries out feeling her smack his arse again.
He falls on his knees at her feet.
Ingrid holds him steady by his leash while slapping his smarting arse over and over.
Carl cries out feeling how low he is and how powerful Ingrid is.
His body instinctively tries to crawl away from Ingrid's hand.
But Carl hardens his will and remains kneeling in place like he knows she wants him to.
He takes her painful slaps aroused by the feeling of subservience to her.
Carl's face goes bright red from the strain of it, feeling his will tested to its limit.
The continuous beating is making his arse throb painfully.
Ingrid tugs on his chain keeping him in place.
She's in trance now, smacking his arse furiously.
The noise of Carl's howl echoes throughout the room.
He feels like he's on the point of exhaustion but Ingrid is willing him to go on.
She sits down and pulls him to her like a dog.
Carl pants desperately like he's about to collapse.
Ingrid smiles and pulls him closer to her.
She caresses his burning arse. Carl feels that his strong body has come completely under her control and he helplessly waits for her next command.
In his sleep, Carl imagines how sexy it would be to be part of this family. He doesn't want to hide his nudity anymore, but spend all his time naked so any woman who comes in can see his body and do with him what she will. As his sexual dream reaches a feverish climax he's suddenly on his knees in front of Ingrid, his cock burning in his hand, wanking madly. He no longer wants this to be a dream. He wants this to happen every day of his life!
"You may wank," Ingrid says gripping the back of his neck.
Carl closes his eyes in ecstasy feeling Ingrid kiss and stroke his body.
He starts stroking his aching erection for her.
It feels so good FINALLY being allowed to pump it. The restraint has made his cock ten times more sensitive!
And feeling Ingrid watch him makes wanking incredibly more intense than all the women he's fucked.
Ingrid grabs his chin and he obediently tips back his head, eager to please his mistress.
She kisses and bites hungrily at his lips and scrapes her nails up the inside of his thigh.
Carl trembles feeling what it's like to submit completely to someone knowing she can tease and manipulate him anyway she pleases.
He thinks it's such a release being able to drop all his inhibitions and kneel here naked in the open.
He lets himself go completely, moaning out loud while rubbing the sensitive tip of his hard cock.
Ingrid grips his body and pulls him possessively towards her.
He pants desperately, stroking his cock faster feeling Ingrid's excitement.
She slides her hand down his body, feeling the faint line of hair trailing down to his cock.
Ingrid grabs the shaft of it and Carl keeps rubbing the thick head of his cock.
"I could watch you wanking your hard penis all day," Ingrid says grabbing his cock and stroking his hair with her other hand.
Carl eagerly tries to please her jerking his dick.
"Are you going to spill all that come you've been saving for me?" she says grabbing his full balls.
Carl nods wordlessly.
She squeezes his balls enjoying the weight of them in her hand.
"Your balls feel hot and full."
She yanks on them creating a pleasing, slightly painful sensation.
It's wonderful feeling her play with his balls like this. It feels more intimate and intense than any experience he's had with a woman before.
Carl grips his dick and rubs that sensitive area just below the head.
His heart is pounding wildly and he's sweating from the strain.
He can feel his whole body, spread out in the open on display.
Ingrid watches his dick seeing that he's on the brink of coming.
She wraps her arms around him and kisses him.
He feels completely vulnerable, leaning against her and wanking out of control.
Carl can't believe how wonderful this feels.
He wants this to last forever!
Every muscle in his body tightens as he feels the cum rise up his dick.
Carl groans aloud feeling it shoot out of his dick.
He's been waiting so long for this release that it feels like the first time he's ever come!
He can sense Ingrid's eyes watching his dick as he pumps all his spunk out.
She sighs loudly watching the cum gush out of his dick.
Carl can't stop pumping his cock, riding this tidal wave of pleasure till the end.
A stream of cum explodes out of his dick across the floor.
Ingrid rubs her hand up his muscular stomach, eagerly watching his dick shooting.
She claws at his body watching his face tipped back in ecstasy.
He squeezes his dick, stroking his burning cock and emptying his balls all out.
The explosion feels like nothing he's ever experienced.
Carl squeezes his dick feeling like he's about to collapse into her arms.
His face twists up in pain rubbing his sensitive cock.
Carl strokes his dick slowly emptying out the last of it.
Ingrid feels his chest heaving from the strain of coming.
She holds Carl's body as it spasms looks down at the mess he's made on the floor.
"You've shot it clear across the floor!" she says.
Ingrid grabs his leash and pulls him forward.
Carl collapses on top of his puddle of cum, exhausted and out of breath.
Ingrid places her foot on him triumphantly.
She presses her heel into him forcing his leaking cock to be squashed against the dirty floor.
She feels proud she's been able to reduce this strong young man to a trembling pile of muscle.
Carl writhes in his sleep picturing all this, feeling more satisfied than he ever has in his entire life.
He mindlessly scrubs the dirty dishes in the sink.
Carl slowly pulls himself out of these unforgettable distant memories.
He can hardly remember what it feels like being scared about walking around naked.
It would seem strange and unnatural to wear clothes in the house now.
Anya ensures that he's naked at all times now, from the instant he steps in the door.
"Oh dear no," Anya says coming into the kitchen to look at his work.
"Not good enough," she gives his bottom a sharp slap.
"Have you been day dreaming?" she asks squeezing his muscular body.
Carl laughs guiltily and Anya leans in planting a loving peck on his cheek.
Carl sighs, content to be standing here naked like this with Anya ruling him forever.
"Hurry up. My friends will be over any minute," she reminds him. "I’m sure you haven’t forgotten, it’s your special night. Your balls must be full by now."
"Yes mistress," he nods.
The doorbell rings and Anya rushes out to answer it.
Carl accidentally touched himself when he woke up hard the other morning. He wonders if they'll make him confess and give him a spanking or make him wank, but stop him right before he comes so they can keep him on the edge all evening. Whatever the case, he's going to be serving and entertaining these women naked all evening long...
Anya wouldn't have it any other way.
