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Because of their activities the night before, the girls fell asleep in back rather quickly. Dana curled up on her seat the best she could and laid her head in my lap. As much as I may have wanted to treat all my women equally and as much as I wanted to deny it, deep down I already knew I was going to have an Alpha sub and it was the woman sleeping in my lap. Dana, my slave, my sister, my twin. We made better time getting home than the trip up there, mostly because I was speeding, but also because I knew the way back. It was hot and the sky cloudless when I pulled down the long driveway to our home. Too bad it was a Sunday, I would've loved to sit out with my girls tonight and relax, but I had work early in the morning so it was going to be an early night. We piled out of the cars and to reward Bonnie for not complaining for sitting in the backseat, I allowed her to drain my bladder into her mouth. My mother and sisters watched jealously as I gave Bonnie her treat, but they were still happy to get another long look at my beast. After thanking 'Daddy' for her 'juice', I told Bonnie to get to work on dinner while I sent the other girls to take the bags of clothes upstairs and get them organized. When it was just the four of us, I would always have one of my women sleep with me in my bed, Bonnie's old bedroom, and the other two would share Audrey's bed in her room, rotating nightly. Now that our family numbered seven, currently five in the home, it was going to require some changes. However, I still had plans for my mother and sisters, in fact, it was a plan I had for the entire family, but it would start with the three unseeded women first. During dinner, I told everyone that Bonnie alone would share my bed for the week and that she would be my personal assistant for the week as well. My declaration drew mixed reactions, for obvious reasons, when I explained that I would not use my mother or sisters in a physical capacity during this time either. I said that only Bonnie would be allowed to pleasure, relieve or service me personally in any capacity. I relegated my mother and sisters to performing domestic tasks and while they were allowed to cuddle with me during down times, Bonnie would be the only one privy to access of my cock. I then asked my mother when she expected her next menstrual cycle and she told me in nineteen days. Danielle told me she was going to get her period in about eight days, to which I told her I didn't need to know hers or Dana's cycles, just mother's. Naturally, I was getting a lot of confused looks from the women at the table by now from my strange behavior so I decided to tell them my plan. "First off, I really wish I'd started this with Melanie, Audrey and you, Bonnie, but it is teen what it is and you'll have your opportunity, but I'd like to begin a new tradition in our family." I said, "Legally, I cannot marry my mother or sisters, nor could I marry more than one of my other three women, but I still want to memorialize the significance of bringing each and every one of you into my family in a way that doesn't consist solely of us having sex." I said. The women seemed intrigued at where this was going, hanging on the words 'marry, tradition and memorialize'. "The reason I will not be allowing you three to serve me, especially indian you, Dana and Danielle, is I want incorporate your deflowering as part of our 'marriage ceremony'." I explained, using air quotes. The girls all became wide-eyed, sharing broad smiles between them, all except for mother. Bonnie would soon share her dismay tenfold, but for the moment, she hadn't fully understood where this conversation was going. "But, I'm not a virgin." Mother said somberly. "No, but that is why I wanted to know your next cycle, mother." I told her, "I will 'marry' you when you are on your period and use that to signify our union." She was smiling along with her daughters now. Even though none of them knew exactly how this was going to play out, they knew their blood, whether from being brought to womanhood or to simulate as such, played a vital role in binding our relationship as Master and wife. The only one who wasn't smiling was Bonnie, as she rubbed her belly mournfully, understanding what this would mean for her. She was still too selfish to consider that this included her sister and Melanie as well, but she knew that while pregnant, she had neither her virgin nor menstrual blood to offer. She knew she would not have her ceremony anytime soon, that she would not be my wife, at least not for nearly another ten months when she'd be free of child and ovulating again. "I really do wish I had started this with you and your other sisters, Bonnie." I said, taking her hand in mine, trying to console her. "You know I love you three more than life itself and if I could go back in time and do it over, I would've married all three of you right away." "I know, Daddy." She said sadly, looking down at her belly. I knew they were seeing it on the monitor, the inside of my private parts, my ass, being fucked. Her eyes widened when she felt his shaft scrapping against the remains of her hymen. He must have seen the other three leave in a hurry. Cindy and Alex arrived in their room in “Besides, you fucked our drama professor before me.” She moans and tells indian me to take her. The straw on the floor was filthy; covered in shit, barf, bits of flesh, and every other bodily fluid known to man. The dirt underneath had grown muddy with the piss and blood of a dozen victims. What's the point? Deen ran his hands on the back of her thighs and in the process got to squeeze and knead them thoroughly. Well why don’t you come over here and suck ‘daddy’s’ dick!?” Jim started undoing his pants, it had been a long time since he’s been laid, and he was looking to hate fuck his ex wife, or at least someone who looked like her. “Yeah. Joy. His erection pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts. “Oh, Carsina, you're so delicious. I felt the heat between her legs increase. But Brian and I talked last night and we are cool with it.” “He’s probably there; let’s give him a good show.” At one point in life people sacrifice their sense of self to fit in society. There was general agreement. 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