1. Bride Submission: A Big Surprise


    Date: 1/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Coercion, Group Sex, Incest, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    wondering if the silk thigh high stockings Bradley always had me wear, and were being worn by every woman here, was somehow a symbol of obedience for the women in this strange secret society. Also, I vaguely remembered that mom wore pantyhose every day when I was growing up and wondered now if they had always been thigh highs. “Good, at least Brad did that right,” Dad said, his tone implying annoyance at Bradley. “What does that mean?” I asked, as I kept asking questions, but got only vague answers and more questions. “Just that Brad has not followed the Order of Syndom, which is very disappointing, since I chose him for you,” Dad revealed, another domino falling in a life that before the past half hour had made sense. “Excuse me?” I asked, his last few words shocking me yet again. “Oh honey, do you really not understand yet the breadth of the Order of Syndom?” He said, as he pointed around the room. I didn't look but instead firmly demanded, “Tell me what you mean by you 'chose him for me'. He sighed, “I told you I would explain everything once you got undressed, Brittany.” “Fine!” I snapped, frustrated and figuring obeying this preposterous task would get me closer to the answers I was searching for. I took off my dress and stood in front of my father in only my bra, panties and thigh highs...shivering slightly and feeling very vulnerable. “Bra and panties too,” Dad instructed. “Seriously?” I asked. “We are all just flesh and bone, my dear,” Dad explained, “don't let ...
    society's expectations control yours. Nudity is natural.” “Is that why incest is justified?” I quipped, turning to look at Candi sucking her dad's cock rather lavishly. “Exactly,” he nodded, ignoring my sarcasm, as he explained, “Sex is supposed to be between two or more people you love, and who loves you more than your own flesh and blood?” “You want to have sex with me?” I asked, even though the answer was beginning to be obvious. “Of course,” he nodded, “but this is about much more than just having sex with you.” “It is?” I asked flabbergasted, my father just admitting he wanted to fuck me. My whole father-daughter relationship was suddenly being questioned. From behind me, Mom put her hand on my shoulder and whispered, “Free your mind of judgement, my dear.” I turned to look at her and said, my tone still bitter, my alpha male personality dying to stay in control, “And how am I supposed to do that?” “Understand your place,” she answered. “My place?” I repeated, incredulously. “Yes, honey, there is a natural hierarchy in all relationships,” she explained. “You just fucked another man in front of your husband,” I pointed out. “Because Master instructed me to,” she said, as if that explained everything. “Aaaaaaaaaah,” I screamed, frustrated beyond all means. Mr. Wolfe interjected, “This isn't going anywhere, Cam.” “Agreed, Walker,” Dad said with a nod, before standing up and ordering me, his tone firm, “Bra and panties off now, Brittany.” I turned back to Dad and gave him a ...
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