1. Our Family's New Toy Ch. 1


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Reluctance, Slavery, Teen, Toys, Author: Sweet Willow, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    said with a nervous little laugh. “Thanks so much. I’ll just put my stuff down—“ “Oh no!” I said firmly, “We got you all new clothes. Here, I’ll take that.” She looked startled but I promptly took the bag away from her and disappeared into my bedroom. I could hear Abigail laughing good-naturedly as I stuffed the bag under our bed. I would go through it later and see if there were any personal effects that she might want. We were a very kind household, after all. “The closet is full of clothes your size,” Abigail said as I re-entered the hallway, “so you can go ahead and get changed while we get dinner going!” We went back downstairs to give our pet some privacy and a chance to acquaint herself in her new surroundings. I noticed JoJo lingering by the door, licking her little lips, but I shook my head. It was important to make a good impression for the first hour, to let our pet scope out her new home, before we started laying down the house rules. Tucker set the table and I turned on the TV while JoJo and Abby started bringing out food. It was about fifteen minutes before Abby called up the stairs, “Dinner!” and we heard uneasy footsteps down the stairs. “You didn’t change!” I said, frowning. “Um, I didn’t…I mean, the clothing was nice, but,” Ana faltered, biting her lip. “It didn’t…um, quite fit.” “Nonsense,” Abigail said firmly, “It all fits! I checked your size to be sure. Come on, let’s go find something to wear.” I winked at my wife who merely smiled demurely as she led ...
    our new pet back upstairs. Tucker and JoJo were squabbling about something at the table and I gave them a warning look before taking my seat. We picked at our dinner, not really wanting to start before Abby and Ana came back. “Here she is!” Abby sang as they came down the stairs. Ana was dressed in a see-through white tee-shirt that bared her midriff and had a graphic of a kiss on it. Tight little denim shorts barely covered her cute little butt, and I could clearly see the outline of her bra beneath the t-shirt. I was a little disappointed that Abigail hadn’t been able to convince her to take off the bra. We would have to fix that. “You look beautiful, honey,” I said, and she seemed to cringe a little. “Th-thanks,” she muttered, and took a seat. Her long blonde hair fell into her eyes, half-hiding her face, and I made a mental note to buy some hair ties. She was a pretty little thing and even though long hair was nice, it was a bitch to maintain. Over dinner we talked mindless chit-chat, and Ana was mostly quiet. It was a good dinner, steak and broccoli, and I was in such a good mood I pretended not to see JoJo hiding her broccoli in her napkin. Tucker was moody and quiet as usual, shooting me dull angry looks, but I ignored him. “Well!” I said after we had finished dinner, “we should probably start going over some house rules.” “Oh,” Ana said, looking surprised. “Um. Yeah. Sure.” “Joey, you wanna run upstairs and grab my slippers?” I said, using JoJo’s affectionate nickname. ...
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