My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 3

This final series will focus around David building towards the life he always fantasized about, where he and his sex slave mom and sister would live in unbothered harmony. This is the final chapter and serves as an epilogue to the “Playing Dare with Sis”, “Training my Sister Kayleigh” and “Making my Mom my Slave” series. In this final chapter, David realizes his plan as he created a farm designed to train young sex slaves.

DISCLAIMER #1: All sexual acts in this story occur between adults over the age of 18.

DISCLAIMER #2: Themes of this story revolve largely around humiliation, sex slavery, and cruelty. If you are not interested in these themes, please do not read. Of course, in real life much of what is portrayed in this story is despicable, and should not be tolerated under any circumstance. Hence, why this is a story of fantasy, and should not be taken seriously.

DISCLAIMER #3: While themes of the story certainly can be dark, I do try to keep things light with a certain “comic book” style. Again keep in mind that this is a work of fantasy and not everything will be fully realistic.

Enjoy! Please leave comments. While this saga is now done, there are unlimited ideas for spinoffs which can be created. I would love to write a story around your ideas.

David’s Narration

I moaned as I groped the pale round tits of the teenaged red-haired slut riding my dick. Meanwhile, my mom directed a brunette teen with a juicy ass to sit on her delicious ass on to my face, smothering me with her luscious cheeks. My mom split her ass cheeks wide and instructed her to grind her ass hole on my mouth.

All the while, my mom yelled out orders, coaching the red head on how I liked my dick ridden. With the combination of the round teenage tits in my hands, the tight pussy riding my cock, and the delicious ass smothering my face, I couldn’t take it much longer. I decided to bring an end to this hour long training session and came deep inside the slut riding me.

My mother dragged each girl by the collar and shoved their faces onto my cock.

“Suck each drop of cum off you master’s cock you sluts.” My mom scolded “Keep sucking until he’s hard again.”

She looked at me, I gave her a smile and a nod of approval.

I waved my hands through the hair of the sluts sucking my limp dick. Or should I say, the new slaves in training.

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The last two years have been a whirlwind. It all started after I blackmailed my father into transferring the multimillion dollar home we grew up in, as well as his millions of dollars of savings and investments into my name, with the help of my mom and sis.

With millions of dollars’ worth of assets, as well as an ever-growing revenue stream from my online streaming service making me hundreds of thousands more annually, I knew that I was set for life financially. It felt great knowing that I didn’t need to worry about money ever again. I knew that I could instead focus all of my ‘creativity’ to further pursue my passion.

I drew up a plan to take my passion project to the next level. With the help of my follower base, I was able to make my dreams a reality. You see, my passionate and borderline obsessive follower base had had grown to tens of thousands of men across the world. All I had to do was lay out what I had planned to them, and it didn’t take long for them to help me achieve what I wanted.

Through my experience with my mom and sister, I realized that nothing turned me on more than taking gorgeous girls through the journey of being independent and proud, to realizing their full potential as an obedient sex slave. My mom and Kayleigh were completely broken it at this point. While they were growing to be sexier seemingly by the week, they were fully obedient and had completely let go of their former lives. There really wasn’t much more training I could give them, they had already become the perfect sex slaves.

I wanted some fresh meat, and lots of it..

I knew if I did this locally at my house or the Dudley’s, then sooner or later I would eventually get caught. I needed to develop a safeguarded facility that I could use to bring in new potential sex slaves and train them. It didn’t take long for one of my special subscribers to come through for me.

As unbelievable as it was, he was actually a Mayor of a small town in the countryside of Turkey. He was known for being corrupt, and shared his own saucy stories of how he would take which ever one of the towns girls he wanted and have their way with them. There was nothing they could do about it. Like me, he loved the feeling of control over young girls. This fetish, through a friend, drew him to my website, and he explained he had been an avid fan.

Anyways, he explained that far outside of his town, there was a large secluded and abandoned farm. The owners were forced to abandon it as nothing grew on it, and they couldn’t afford their mortgage payments. He went on to say he would sell it to me for pennies on the dollar, and help me set up my enterprise there by offering protection from the other local officials, as well as importing goods and services.

In exchange he wanted unlimited access to my stock of sex slaves. He explained he always fantasized about fucking white girls, and in his town he didn’t have any access to them outside of masturbating to videos online. I laughed, and was glad to provide him with as much white girl ass as he could handle.

I discussed this with the Dudley’s, and Johnny. At first they thought I was crazy for this (and I partly was). But really, when we came down to it, there was nothing else the four of us wanted to do. This was our calling.

A fraction of our plethora of assets easily paid for the farm. We paid the Mayor double the asking price so that he could have his men outfit the farm how we wanted it. Months later, I got the message from him that it was ready for us.

We rented a cargo plane, and loaded it up with years’ worth of slut chow, Johnny’s ‘medical supplies’, and our personal belongings as we made the trip to Turkey. One of our subscribers was a pilot, and was helped us by flying us to the farm. Importantly, we also made a deal with him to pay him handsomely to transport future sex slaves, and other supplies to us.

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The farm wasn’t in bad shape. It was a medium sized farm and importantly, it was secluded. There wasn’t a neighbour for tens of miles, and we were about 50 miles from the Mayor’s town. We dropped our stuff off in the ten bedroom, three story rustic old house that was built on the farm. The floor creaked with each step we took.

I told the girls to start unpacking our things, and to start cleaning the house promptly. The rest of the guys and I took a tour of the various facilities the Mayor had built for us.

To start, he had twenty-foot high electric fences installed surrounding the farm. I smirked as I knew this would keep unwanted trespassers out, and keep our slaves in.

We walked over to the barn house. We smiled in approval as we liked what we saw. There were thirty stalls, where horses normally would be kept. I planned on keeping a very different kind of live-stock…

Each stall was encaged with a fenced gate that was locked from the outside. Hay lined the floor of the stall. In the corner there was a heavy chain dangling down from a wood pillar. At the end of each chain was a black leather collar, just like the one my mom and sister wore. On each corner of the stall were high definition cameras, which we paid to have installed.

Next, we walked to a second, smaller barn that was specially put in place for us. Inside this one were various wooden bondage equipment that we had asked for. Each one would bind, stretch and contort a sex slave’s body in various ways. There were a variety of different sex toys, ranging from dildos, sybian machines, butt plugs, and hand cuffs hung up on one of the walls. On the other wall were a variety of whips, paddles and switches. Depending on a slave’s behavior, this room could be used to punish her viciously, or pleasure her beyond belief.

The mayor called that night, to ensure everything was in order. I told him I couldn’t be happier. In fact, I asked him to spend the weekend. He was a short bald brown guy with more hair on his chest than I imagine was ever on his head. He walked around arrogantly, and had a bit of a napoleon complex, but he was nice enough to me. The poor guy obsessed over western girls, but due to his location had never fucked a white girl before. I made his night by saying that my mom and sister would be his personal sex slaves for the weekend. I emphasized that he could do anything to them..

Safe to say, he left Sunday night a very happy man.

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It didn’t take long for mass hysteria to hit our fan base after they saw our new digs. These guys were as sick and twisted as we were, and so predictably they became very excited. I put out an open offer that we would train any girl we saw fit, for free. The amount of offers overwhelmed us. But we knew we couldn’t do all of them at once. We sifted through hundreds of pictures and stories, looking for the hottest girls with the most perverse stories.

We settled on three teenage beauties.

The first was Alyse, a hot blonde, blue eyed teen. She had a petite slim frame and round C cup tits. She was a sweet girl in an unlucky circumstance. Her parents had passed away when she was young, leaving her in the custody of her perverse uncle. He grew to fantasize about fucking her, but had no idea how he would, until he came across our site. We pledged to turn this sweet girl into his personal obedient sex-slave.

The second was Jess. She was senior high school student. She was brunette, and gorgeous with striking features and brown eyes. She had small tits, but a nice round ass. She had a stuck up attitude, and was getting in trouble in school. Her single father had enough, so he sent her to boarding school. She ended up getting kicked out too. He was exhausted. He noticed that while she didn’t have much in the way of smarts or attitude, she was very sexy. He started to fantasize over her. He confided in his brother what he was feeling. His brother had known about our site, and managed to convince her father to send her here. While at first turned off by the idea. Gradually with exposure to our site, his mind began to become increasingly perverse, and he practically begged us to turn his only daughter into his sex slave.

Lastly, there was Leanna. A gorgeous tan Italian girl with green eyes and sharp features. She had C cup tits and plump ass. Her mother passed away years ago, and her father grew more and more perverse and dark, driven by loneliness. He grew a dark fantasy, in which he wanted his Daughter, Leanna, to become his wife. He scoured the dark web looking for real life incest and sex slave stories and he soon came across our website. He was instantly hooked, and his life never was the same after that. He wanted Leanna to become his new wife, and knew the only way this could happen was through our training program.

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We heard the cargo plane fly in one morning, and knew our shipments had arrived. The three girls were whimpering as they unboarded the plane in shackles and blindfolds.

We undid their blindfolds. They looked terrified

I greeted them, with the Dudley’s and Johnny at my side. My mom and Kayleigh were naked, in their slave collars, kneeling at my feet.

The girls looked at them quizzically.

“Morning girls. We are going to take you on a journey. A journey where you will become free of all your trivial worries and perceived responsibilities. We will lead you to liberation, where all you will have to worry about is satisfying your primal urges.” I smiled as I pet my mom’s head beneath me.

“Embrace this journey girls, I promise by the end you will be happier than you’ve ever been in your life.” I beamed.

I saw Leanna stammer to talk through her gag

“We won’t be taking any questions sweet heart.” I sneered

Mr. Dudley proceeded to put slave collars on each girl.

“These collars are your slave collars.” I explained “They can track your every movement, and can deliver enough of an electric shock to kill you. Don’t do anything stupid.”

Alyse was in tears, Leanna seemed to be in a state of shock. Jess looked angry.

Vlad unshackled them and instructed them to remove their clothing.

Alyse was hesitant. Johnny smacked her on the ass with a switch, which got her moving. She quickly stripped down naked, revealing her petite frame, and nice perky C cup tits with delicious pink nipples.

Leanna followed, revealing her olive oil complexion, nice round ass and toned body as she stood naked in front of us.

Jess was defiant. Johnny gave her ass a whipping, but still she was swearing at us and not complying. I gave him a nod. He injected her with a tranquilizer and she soon slumped to the ground. The Dudley’s stripped her down and carried her to the punishment room.

I turned my attention to the naked beauties in front of me. I had them follow me to the barn and led them to their stalls. I put them on opposite corners of the barn, and told them they were not to talk to each other, and that they would be under video and audio surveillance the entire time.

I had mom and Kayleigh shackled them to the chains in the corner. They filled their doggie bowls with slut chow and explained that would be all that they would be getting for the day. They were to piss and poop in the corner of the stall, and sleep in the other side. I explained that I would return to initiate their training at any time of the day or night, and they would be ready to do what I said without a moment’s hesitation. I explained that otherwise, they would be punished.

Just on cue, through the speakers in the barn, Jess’ shrieks were heard. We could hear whipping in the back ground, with her intense screaming and yelling filling out barn. The girls whimpered at the sounds of this.

Johnny made the rounds with his ‘slut cocktails’ injecting each of the girls with long acting birth control, a hormone booster to help their tits and ass grow, as well as a metabolism booster to trim off any unnecessary fat. We would also be in correspondence with their owners back home to see if there was anything else they preferred for them as well, such as potent prolactin boosters to stimulate breast growth even further.

Eventually, I wanted to have surgeons who could modify their tits and ass and facial appearance present on facility, but we were too small of an operation, yet.

About an hour later, a whimpering Jess was brought by her leash to her stall. Her ass was deeply bruised in a purplish coloration. Her tits and torso had red lash marks all over from a leather whip. She was settled in her stall and then Johnny gave her the cock tail as well.

Vlad sneered at me “Sorry buddy, me and Dad already broke her in a bit. We went two rounds. She can already suck some good cock.” He laughed

I smiled and said that there would be plenty of opportunity for all of us.

I turned my attention to sweet Alyse, who was bawling in her stall. I opened the cage and entered. Like a scared animal, she scurried to the corner. I simply smiled, grabbed her by the legs and dragged her to the center of the stall.

I put a finger on her lips, as to silence her. I spread her legs apart, and moaned as I stuffed my cock into her young tight teen pussy.

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Just a month later and the women were all approaching being ready for their owners. The training had gone well with the typical formula of progressive sexual depravity and humiliation, followed by a reward with Slut Candy. One by one, each girl let go of her past life and embraced being a sex slave:

Alyse was the most beautiful of the slaves. She looked like the centerfold of a Victoria’s secret magazine. The voluptuous blonde’s tits had grown to a DD cup size. Her ass had rounded out and her legs and tummy were remarkably toned. The sweet girl was obedient from almost the beginning, but within a few days I could tell she was actually enjoying the sexual humiliation we put her through. Just weeks later, the shy girl had turned into a ravenous cock slut that enjoyed nothing more than cock penetrating all of her holes.

Leanna had a great transformation herself. Her ass was great to start, but now looked like a piece of art. It was so round, but still so perky. She was my favorite slave to fuck up the ass. Her C cup tits swelled up a size to D cup. Her Father was quite impressed, and said he would be on his way soon to come see her.

Finally, there was Jess. After her first day where she was brutally punished, she hardly had another outcry. Her rambunctious energy switched from being defiant to sexually tenacious. She fucked the most passionately out of all of the slaves. I loved fucking her brains out, almost as much as she did. She took a bit of extra training to become a bit more lady like, but all in all, she had an amazing transformation:

Her ass was nice and round but her father and uncle wanted her A cup tits to be much bigger. She was a naturally slim girl, and never had much of a chest to speak of. After our hormone boosters, she rounded out to a C cup. We thought her tits looked great, but her dad and uncle wanted more. So we gave her some extra estrogen boosters, as well as started her on prolactin. The added hormones made her a bit emotionally labile, but that was nothing we couldn’t beat out of her. The effect on her tits was amazing. They grew seemingly by the day, and now the still very slim girl stood with an E cup bust. What’s more, is that over the last week she started lactating. Every time we would fuck her and squeeze her tits, milk would start dripping out of her nipples. I couldn’t lie, I found this very hot. We would love to suck the milk out of her nipples while we fucked her, and she did too. The added stimulation always sent her into orgasm.

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That night, we were hosting a celebration. Leanna’s father was coming to visit her, and we wanted to reward him for trusting us with his baby girl. It was always his deepest fantasy to turn his daughter into his sex slave-wife. It had become an obsession of his. We had a special surprise for him tonight.

The mayor joined us, with some of the local government officials that were in on our scheme. They catered our party with food and drink. We hosted it in the barn, which we turned into a bar type environment.

We started the party and waited for our guests of honor to arrive. We served wine spiked with the same aphrodisiac that we used on my dad so many months ago. We outfitted each of the stalls with some comfortable beds for our patrons. As we waited for our guests of honor, the mayor and his boys each took turns having their way with my mom, Kayleigh, Alyse and Jess. The mayor laughed as he came out of room after fucking Jess. He had milk dripping from his beard. This gave us all a laugh.

Finally, we heard the familiar sounds of the cargo plane landing. We walked outside to plane and greeted Leanna’s dad with great joy. A few of the high paying members that especially liked Leanna’s story came on the plane as well. We handed all of them some of the wine.

We led him to the large barn where the party was being held. Their eyes dropped as they saw the 4 stunning naked beauties greet them. We gave them some time to enjoy their drinks, food and company. We encouraged Leanna’s father to ‘save himself’ for what was to come, instead of fucking the other girls. He was a bit disappointed, but understood what I was saying.

Soon after everyone was done eating, drinking and fucking (for now), I called for a toast.

“Thank you everyone for coming, I hope you’re enjoying the beautiful company” the crowd laughed “I would like to give a round of applause to our guest of honor, for trusting us to train his daughter.” I pointed towards Leanna’s father. He jokingly bowed as the crowd started to applaud and cheer.

“Without further ado, this was the moment that you’ve been waiting for buddy.”

Johnny led him to the center of the room.

The light in the barn dimmed. A light shone on the barn door as it opened. One of the guys hit a switch and music started playing in the tune of ‘here comes the bride.’

The crowd ooo’d and aaa’h as we got a glimpse of the beautiful ‘bride’. Leanna came walking down the aisle slowly, to the rhythm of the slow piano music. She was wearing a stunning white veil with a long trailer trailing yards behind her as she walked. She was wearing crotchless and assless white panties, with lace suspenders attaching to white trim see through stockings which came to her inner though. She was topless, and her round D cup tits bounced with each step she took.

The Mayor accompanied her as he took her by the arm and led her to her groom, her dad.

Her dad was beaming.

The teenager was beaming a smile back as she approached her dad.

“Hi Daddy.” She beamed as she put her arms around his neck. “I’m so happy to see you.”

He was in awe at his daughter’s stunning new body being presented for him. He took a minute to soak her in. He grabbed her tits and gave him a squeeze, getting no resistance. He then stroked her waist until he reached her immaculate ass.

He was almost in tears. He had wanted fuck his daughter for so long, and now finally her perfect body was all his. He gave her a deep passionate kiss, she kissed him back. She had been trained to please him in every imaginable way. She understood that ensuring her daddy’s pleasure was her sole purpose;

I took my place overseeing them at the altar, and waited for them to stop making out. I realized this wasn’t going to happen.

“Ahem” I interrupted as I smiled. They reluctantly stopped.

“I don’t want to interrupt you two love birds for too long, and I think we all want to see you fuck this babe.” The crowd laughed “So I’ll be quick”

“Leanna, have you prepared any vows?”

“Yes” she smiled before continuing

“Daddy, I vow to be your wife, and your sex slave in sickness and health. I vow to fully leave my former life behind, and put your pleasure in front of anything else in life. I vow to do whatever you command without a second thought. I am your property, for the rest of our lives.” She said with tears of joy swelling in her eyes

After a pair of “I do’s” I had the couple sign a marriage and sex slave contract, obligating Leanna to a life of sexual slavery. Like before, our lawyers and doctors signed off on it, making it as official as possible. Lastly, instead of a ring ceremony, I presented the father with a leash and collar. He ceremoniously tied the leather collar around his new slave. The crowd exploded in cheer.

The Dudley’s had moved a bed into the aisle.

“Alright Leanna, why don’t you fuck your dad the way he deserves.” I asked

She smiled as she led him to the bed. He dropped his trousers and stripped him naked. His young bride daughter proceeded to get on top of him and ride him like the slut she was. The crowd cheered with each move. We watched as the old man came in his young bride’s pussy and ass twice over in the next hour. We cheered the old man one. He was fucking her ferociously thanks to the aphrodisiac.

Finally, after he came in her ass for the third time, I let them have their privacy, and led them to a room in the house. We moved the wedding reception to the second barn with the rest of the guests. We gave each one of the girls a dose of slut candy, and soon had the night degenerate into a wild orgy. We made all of our bondage equipment and sex toys available for use. Each of the girls was used to the utter whims of our guests.

After a few hours, a cheer broke out as Leanna and her father joined the party. Her veil was still on, but she was fully otherwise naked, her stockings were in tatters. He was more than willing to share his new bride with his wedding guests as long as he got to join in on fucking the other ‘bridesmaids’. Needless to say, the party went on until the sun rose the next day.

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One by one, we held parties like this, each with a special twist to serve the owner’s fantasies, to celebrate a sex slave’s graduation. At each party, we would have the girl sign these contracts, signing their lives away to their owners. The parties would always end in wild degenerate orgies with our girls and a group of 20 or so men.

Mostly, the slaves ended up living at our farm, even after they were done training. It just wasn’t practical in western society to have your daughter or niece stay with you as a sex slave. There were too many risks that a relative, friend or neighbor would find out. In which case I’m not sure even our contracts could salvage the situation. We knew that even having one of these situations go south could initiate an investigation that could put at risk our entire operation.

So for the time being, we held the girls at the farm until the owners were ready to have a very secure situation like ourselves. You know, like a secluded bunker, or farm or something like that. Until then, me and the boys loved having these sexy slaves with us on our farm. They were trained now, so we could let them out of the stables for longer. They helped up with upkeep of the barns and farm. Kayleigh and mom were our house slaves, who took care of the house and food for us.

The success in training all three girls, spurred even more increased interest in our training program.

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Over the next one and a half years, our live-stock grew dramatically. We would have a new batch of 3-5 girls flown in monthly. We would get hundreds of requests, but we were still highly ***********ive. We wanted young teenage girls, as they were sexier, and easier to train. They also had more years of sexual service left in their bodies, compared to older women. We had a 100% success rate. We had around 30 girls on the farm currently, all in various stages of training. Some graduated slaves would leave with their owners, but it was more common that they would stay with us and their owners would visit frequently. To incentivize owners leaving their slaves with us, we would give them unlimited access to our other slaves as well when they visited.

Every time a batch of girls came in, we could take them through the same process. At first they would be given a strict orientation. They would then be stripped naked and taken to their stalls, where we would intentionally treat them as animals as to force them to let go of their individuality. We termed Johnny as our medical director. He would give them a baseline medical exam, and then inject them with our cocktail. If there were any actual medical concerns, we would ask our physician followers to provide an opinion.

We identified any problem girls at the initial screen, at which point the Dudley’s would take them to the punishment barn. After which, they would be caged in a small kennel in isolation. After this, it would be rare for the girl to continue to be a problem.

Kayleigh would lead the live-stock through their morning exercise routine in the fields early each morning. The girls that were then fully trained would help with upkeep in the barns and farm, as well as help make slut chow, and take care of various other odd jobs. The girls that were fresher in their training, would remain locked up in their stalls. I liked spending time with the fresh girls. I would break them in sexually, and think of progressively sexually deprave acts to desensitize them. Often these acts would include public humiliation outside of the farm, which the mayor would help facilitate.

Sometime in the afternoon we would arrange for a live video lecture to the slaves from a trained psychiatrist who was one of our avid followers. He had a special interest in hypnosis. We would medicate the slaves prior to his sessions, and he would put them in a hypnotic trance. During which, he would reinforce our teachings that their only purpose in life was to please men. I noticed this seemed to accelerate the training process. With this addition, most girls were fully ready to commit themselves to a life of slavery in just a week!

As the girls progressed through their training, my mom would put them through a bit of ‘finishing school’ to polish their sexual skills. She would bring them to me and teach them the finer points of sexually pleasing a man. The handful of slaves that performed the best during the day would be rewarded with slut candy before being fucked at night. Their moans would be played throughout the barn so the rest of the slaves could hear them. This served to motivate the live-stock and create a competitive environment for each girl to become the best slut possible. Whenever a slave rarely acted out, the screams of her being whipped in the punishment room would also play throughout the barn. This acted as strong reinforcement to the rest of the slaves.

This whole training process ended up being quite expensive. We put a lot of money into it up front and blew through a lot of the money we got from our dad. Luckily, the added content from all of these new slaves, caused the viewership and sub***********ion money from our website to grow exponentially. In addition to this, we offered tours where customers could pay handsomely to fly out to our farm. In exchange they would be given multiple slaves of their choosing, to use in any way they wanted. This, unsurprisingly, ended up as an amazing money maker for us.

Despite the upfront costs, we were making money hand over fist. We started construction on a second barn to house our slaves, as the first one was reaching capacity.

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That night, Vlad and I lounged in the den in our house with a glass of wine after dinner. I had a new blonde teenage slave with a sunkissed tan and piercing green eyes nude and on her knees in front of me. She wrapped her lips around my cock and started sucking.

Vlad had a young pale brunette with big tits and a round ass riding his cock and shoving her tits in his face.

I looked at her, I didn’t actually even remember who she was. We had so many hot young babes around that it was getting to be impossible to remember who was who. All I knew was that she looked hot. I decided I was gonna fuck her after Vlad.

I called out Vlad’s name. We looked at each other; both softly moaning as we were getting our dick’s serviced.

I smiled at him

“Buddy, who would’ve thought all of this was started off by a simple game of Truth or Dare with Sis.”

The end

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