“Well, I think we ruined the bedroom. Let’s go get ourselves cleaned up.”

 

I currently possess the body of Kadir, a man who ruined my life, took everything from me. Now I take from him. Using his body, using his beautiful house, spending this cold winter night with his wife and daughter. I have violated the girls beyond reason, pushing them to their limits.

 

Grace, his lovely wife. Mid 30s. Classy blonde and brown highlighted hair. Petite motherly figure, curves and a hint of plumpness in the right places. Breasts and ass just slightly more than a handful, but not too much. Soft, fair skin. Close-trimmed womanly pubes. Pretty blue eyes, classy white painted finger and toenails. Ring gag forcing her mouth open. Wrist and ankle cuffs for attaching wherever I want.

 

And Ella, their young daughter. 18 years old. But so innocent and tiny. Baby-faced. Hazel eyes, strong expressive eyebrows. Dusky almond skin-tone, tan-lines where she often wears her one-piece bathing suit.  Tiny petite figure. Small tits, almost flat, slightly big areolas, a nice dark brown. Completely smooth “innie” pussy. Blue painted finger and toenails. And the same ring gag and cuffs as her mother.

 

I grab them both by the hair and pull, forcefully, but carefully. They’ve been through a lot. I crawl them slowly to the massive master bathroom nearby. The light still on, a pleasant pristine room. So clean, everything white and glowing with wealth. White tile floor, marble double sink counter. A jacuzzi tub. A separate standing shower. Excessive, but beautiful.

 

I crawl them in and turn on the bathtub. The tub really is grand. Steps lead up to it, and the entire corner of the bathroom is a big tiled platform ledge sitting flush with the top edges of the tub, so you can sit on the side of the tub before getting in. I get the temperature nice and warm, turning back to the girls as it fills.

 

I strip Grace out of her filthy remnants of clothing. Her white tank top, ripped down the front and soaked with all sorts of gross fluids. Then her gray shorts, ripped open and barely clinging on like some loin cloth. I toss them back into the bedroom. I leave the ring gags on them both, not fully trusting their teeth. I remove their cuffs from their wrists and ankles, but I leave them on the ledge of the tub within reach.

 

“Ok ladies, up in the tub.” I pat them teasingly on the ass as I coax them into the bath.

 

I climb in with them, plenty of room for all three of us in this massive tub. The water feels amazing. I sigh and sink in. The girls cautiously do the same, but they both stare at me, not believing the sudden kindness. Fair enough.

 

I find some soaps on the ledge and start dumping some in, the water getting nice and bubbly. The smell is such a heavenly reprieve from all the nasty bodily fluids in the other room. I lean back and relax. “Ok Grace, clean up your daughter.” Both girls just stare at me, mouths open wide with their ring gags. “Go on.” She reluctantly shifts around, grabbing a nearby loofah and some body wash. I’ve got them so well trained.

 

“Both of you stand while you do it. So I can see. Oh don’t give me that look. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve had to do tonight.” Slowly, they stand. Their beautiful naked bodies dripping with soapy water, glistening and sexy. I sit back and relax, slowly cleaning myself up in the soapy water too. I’m tired of all the nasty shit, I’ve pushed them too hard. I want everyone nice and clean again, nice and sensual. My women need to smell like women again. A wife and daughter must always present their naked bodies perfectly for the man of the house.

 

I watch as Grace slowly scrubs down her little daughter. Cleaning off the piss and sweat, the spit and jizz and pussy juice. I make Ella bend over, ass facing me, as she gets scrubbed and cleaned out.

 

I make Ella reciprocate, clean her mother. Soap sliding over her creamy breasts, over armpits and and between thighs. Everything so wet, dripping. Warm mist filling the air with such beautiful smells.

 

I slide over to Ella as she’s reluctantly working around Grace’s crotch. I bend Grace over to rest her elbows on the ledge, ass facing back at Ella and me. I help Ella clean out her mother, running the sponge up and down Grace’s pussy. I take the girl’s little fingers, point her index finger, and coax her toward the pussy. I push her finger in, making her dig and clean the inside real good.  

 

We take our time, cleaning everything spotless. I even go get their toothbrushes and carefully navigate their dirty mouths for a bit. It’s tedious, but weirdly enjoyable. They are absolutely submissive now. Every little part of their bodies is mine.

 

The cleaner everything gets, the more turned on I get. I test out Grace’s pussy, sitting her on the ledge, diving face first into her crotch, digging my tongue inside and swirling around. The soap is bitter. But she’s clean. I grow hard beneath the hot water.

 

Next Ella. I stand her up and kneel down behind her. Just above the water, her cheeks, the gap of her thighs. I come up from below and engulf her pussy and even asshole in my mouth. Swirling around, flicking my tongue.

 

I stand up behind the girl and hug her from behind, sliding my hands up and down her slippery skin, her smooth belly. Up to breasts, her small mounds, tiny little nipples. My cock is so hard. It slides between her thighs, pulsing and throbbing up, patting up against her pussy gently.  

 

I can’t hold back any longer. I grab the wrist cuffs sitting on the ledge nearby, cleaning them a bit, then attaching them to Ella’s wrists again. Binding her wrists together behind her back. I forcefully bend the girl over, pushing her down to her knees in the water, doggie style in front of me as I kneel down behind her. I hold her wrists tight behind her lower back, holding her upper body up, her torso mostly horizontal out in front of me. She has to strain to lift her head up to stay above the water. Most of the rest of her is submerged.

 

The soft lapping sounds of warm sudsy water splashing up gently across the sides of the tub every time we move. The smell in the air, so fresh and humid. I get goosebumps from how pleasant everything feels. I breathe heavily, cock raging, so turned on.

 

Grace sits on the ledge directly in front of us, facing us. She goes to reach out and stop me instinctively, but stops when she sees me glaring at her. “Every time you react, I’ll do this again.” I hold Ella steady with one hand gripping her bound wrists behind her back. My other hand reaches up and grabs a fistful of wet hair. I thrust her head under the water hard. She squirms around, the water splashing and sloshing up the sides of the tub. She helplessly thrashes her legs, but she’s too weak. Grace looks on as bubbles start to shoot up from where her daughter’s head is underwater. She lets out a sob and covers her face. A reaction.

 

I bring Ella’s head up. She coughs and spews water from her ring gag in her mouth. Before she recovers, I dunk her back under. I grab my raging cock and place it against her little pussy under the water in front of me. I smile at Grace and thrust in. Ella was already thrashing around, panicking underwater, but when I enter her she convulses and recoils even more violently. Her tight warmth envelopes me, so satisfying. I hold her under, the surface of the water bubbling rapidly as she loses more and more air. I pump my dick in and out of her a few more times, then pull her head out.

 

She gasps and coughs. Raspy and wheezing for breath. I continue humping in and out, her body flopping and splashing around, her knees and feet no longer touching the bottom of the tub. Her body is completely floating, suspended out in front of me, held up by bound wrists and hair alone. Grace is unable to look up, just covering her face and sobbing. “That’s a reaction again, babe. Ella gets another dunk. Damn you suck at this. Ok forget it. Turn around, point your ass at me, and twerk. Don’t give me that look, you know what twerking is. Shake your ass. If you stop, I dunk her again after this one.”

 

While she slowly turns around and kneels up on the tile ledge with her ass toward me, I give Ella another promised punishment. I thrust her head underwater and plow into her cunt from behind. The more she thrashes and panics, the more her pussy clamps down on my cock. It makes it painful, the water washing away some of the lubrication from inside her. But I drive harder into her anyway.

 

Grace kneels straight in front of me on the ledge platform of the tub. She starts slowly jiggling her ass side to side, pathetically. “Up and down, Grace. Make it clap.” She complies reluctantly. She’s not good at it, such a white mom, but it’s so fun to watch her try. Her thick motherly cheeks jump up and down, opening and closing slightly. Each time, revealing her pussy and asshole in between. She’s not really thick enough to make them clap together, but damn is it hot.

 

I pull Ella’s head up, still thrusting in and out of her. She spews up a bit of water and coughs so violently that I give her a break. I hug her tight from behind, her back to my chest, still buried within her. And I walk us to the edge where Grace still shakes her ass up and down. “Don’t stop, Grace.”

 

Still coughing, I help the little girl onto the ledge, sliding and squeezing her facedown under her mommy, between Grace’s legs. Ella’s torso lays under her mother, but her ass and legs hang down over the edge, into the tub, bent over doggy style. I slide my cock back into her from behind and start happily having my way with her again, letting Ella rest, twitching and wheezing on the ledge.

 

Right in front of my face is Grace’s beautiful pale ass, shaking up and down. I reach out and slide my hands over her wet cheeks as she keeps bouncing, letting the smooth wet skin slide on my palms as I thrust into her daughter beneath her. Ella is so spent, she just lays there taking it limply, just happy to be out of the water. Soapy water sloshes up from my thrusting, pouring out, making a mess of the bathroom floor.

 

I lean my head forward and bury my face between Grace’s cheeks. I inhale and rub my face around wildly, opening my mouth and lapping at her clean pussy. She stops twerking and I slap her ass hard to remind her to move. I keep my head pressed there and let her slippery cheeks slide up and down my face. Incredible.

 

Still pumping in and out of Ella, I reach down and spread her little asscheeks, admiring her little brown hole. We didn’t really clean there too well yet, but I can at least play around a bit. I swirl my thumb around on her wrinkled little button. At the touch, I notice her head jolt up underneath her mother. She knows how wrong it is, how dirty a place it is. But she doesn't complain. She lays her head back down. I rub on it harder, lovingly, actually trying to see how good I can make her feel.

 

I thrust in and out of the girl’s pussy rapidly, rubbing on her little asshole furiously. Water splashes all around us. Her pussy is starting to get wetter, loosening up, becoming more inviting. Still watching Grace twerk erotically inches from my face, I’m getting so close. But I hold out, just a bit longer, come on.

 

Ella’s hips start to move a bit, along to the rhythm of my thrusts, longingly, backing up into me a bit each time. I pump faster, rubbing away at her asshole. She lets out tiny, cute little squeaks with each rapid thrust. She can’t help it, she’s enjoying it. I’m about to burst.

 

Water sloshing around noisily, my hips moving at full speed, I press down hard with my thumb, and her sphincter opens, easily accepting it. The sudden intrusion sets her over the edge. Her body tenses up, her legs curl up around me, her pussy clenches then relaxes, and she lets out a cute high pitched little moan of pure ecstasy.

 

I lean my face in to Grace’s pussy one last time, and then I pop my thumb out of Ella’s asshole, pull my cock out of her pussy, and unload all over her little ass. I exhale, my head rushing in pleasure. I spurt onto Ella’s slightly gaping asshole, pooling white jizz into her hole. I spurt more onto her little asscheeks and lower back, and more goes down onto her sweet pussy, dripping and running down into the tub.

 

I lay back into the tub, relaxing and enjoying the afterglow. Letting everything settle, letting my breathing slow down, enjoying the sight of the two beautiful girls slowly gather themselves to try to regain an ounce of modesty. Grace washes the jizz off of her daughter without me asking.

 

I lay in the beautiful tub for a while, wondering what to do next, enjoying a nice break after giving Ella an orgasm, while her mom knelt over her, twerking in my face. It’s been a pretty nice night. The bathroom is so warm and steamy. Such fresh girly smells, the warm water so rejuvenating.

 

The two girls sit on the ledge of the massive jacuzzi tub, silently waiting for my next command. I have them so well trained. I take my time, enjoying my bath, ignoring them. So peaceful in here, the entire bathroom is white and pristine. Tile floor, marble double sinks, a standing shower next to this walk-up tub.

 

These people have had such a perfect little life. A life I could never have. I look back at the two naked girls. Both so beautiful after cleaning up so well. Crude with their bdsm ring gags forcing their mouths open wide.

 

Grace, so pretty, motherly. Her blonde and brown highlighted hair, so sensual and wet after bathing. Pretty blue eyes, unable to make eye contact with me. Pale skin, just a touch of plumpness after childbirth. But thin and petite.

 

And Ella, 18, but she looks and acts so much younger. Pampered and spoiled rotten her whole life, she has always gotten away with staying innocent and girly. So baby-faced, her body so small. Dusky almond skin, but paler where she wears a one-piece swimsuit all the time, such erotic tan lines. Long, silky black hair, wet and shiny from her bath. Her bold, dark eyebrows always tell what she’s feeling, frowning or surprised or confused. Right now terrified. Pretty hazel eyes stare back at me, cautiously, scared of what her daddy is planning to do next.

 

I get out and dry myself off. I go grab some supplies that I bought from the store earlier. Returning, I face the girls sitting at the tub. “Here, take these, whatever you need, and clean yourselves out. Spotless. I don’t want to smell anything, see anything, nothing.” I toss a grocery bag to Grace. She reluctantly looks at the stuff, then looks at me, confused. “Your assholes. Sparkling clean. I don’t care what you use, just do it.” I clap my hands, making them hurry it up.

 

I leave them to it, not a fan of this messy business. Plus it’s fun to watch a housewife with the most vanilla sex life ever try to clean their assholes. By the reaction, she’s never done anal. Never even stuck anything in. Ella’s body seems to betray the poor girl, enjoying when I play around with her little brown hole. But before tonight, she probably hasn’t even masturbated, let alone this. I go sit on the sink counter and watch them struggle.

 

Grace uses wipes, digging around in her butt. I laugh loudly across the room. It’s pretty gross looking. She flushes in complete humiliation from my laugh. She must hate this, being watched constantly as she cleans herself in the most vulnerable position. Ella surprisingly has less trouble. I almost think she’s enjoying it. It takes them a bit, but finally they face me. “You're done? Prove it.” I look at Grace, and motion toward Ella. “Stick your tongue in.” Grace looks mortified. But a stern look from me, and she complies.

 

I hop down from the counter and get closer. “Right here Ella.” I get the girl down on all fours on the top step of the tub, then force her mother down behind her on the lower steps and floor. I feel up and down both their damp bodies, casually as I position them, touching what’s mine, making them as uncomfortable as possible.  I push the back of Grace’s head. Mother’s face into daughter’s asscrack.

 

She slowly sticks out her tongue from her ring gag and touches it to her daughter’s sphincter. Then backs away. I grab her hair and shove her back in. She pokes and prods, licking away, her nose pinched in disgust. I hold the back of her head tight. “I bet you never thought you’d be doing this with your baby girl. Remember wiping her little butt when she was little? Now look at you.” She gags slightly but continues.

 

A few full minutes and Ella starts to really warm up to the licking. Her hole relaxing, a slight dazed expression on her little face as she tries not to show her growing arousal. She looks so embarrassed to be feeling good from this.

 

Finally her mother’s tongue penetrates her asshole, a sticky wet sound of saliva as she drives in as far as she can. I make her slurp in and out a few more times, finally letting go when she gags noisily in utter disgust. “Well?” She looks traumatized but nods. Clean.

 

“Ok now switch. Go on, Ella back here, Grace on the step, bend over, good.” Poor little Ella's face looks like she’s facing a monster in front of her. Shoved right up to her own mother’s asshole. She looks up at me with puppy eyes, silently begging not to do this. I grab her hair and shove her mouth straight onto the puckered brown hole.

 

She immediately gags and lurches her face away in disgust. So I reach down and give her a hard spank on her little asscheek. Then I force her face back to it. I say in a stern fatherly voice, “Ella, stick your tongue in your mother’s asshole right now. I won’t say it again.” She obeys and her tongue pokes out from her ring gag. She licks the wrinkled flesh. Then again. Poking into it, lapping like a little kitten. I press harder, holding her black hair tightly. She starts to loosen the hole up, starts to pry the flesh apart, digging into her mommy's asshole.

 

And then she gags again, loudly, UUURRRP, almost puking. I lift her back to it, but she recoils and thrashes her head back and forth. “What, it’s not clean?” She shakes her head. “Fucking bitch, Grace I said get yourself clean!” I shove Ella aside, grab Grace’s waist and start wailing on her ass, spanking her hard. She tries to crawl away, but I hold her steady and smack a good dozen times, enjoying the red marks, dampness making it sting so much worse, a few hand prints starting to show on her pale butt.

 

I let her go and turn back to the sink to wait. I give her plenty of time, this time with enough motivation to be thorough. Finally she stands and faces me. “Done? Let’s hope so. Ok come stand right here. Ellie-baby kneel down here.” I get Grace in the middle of the bathroom, standing upright like normal, with her legs a few feet apart. I put Ella down kneeling behind her. I press Ella’s head in, making her spread her mother’s asscheeks apart to get to the hole within. She starts slowly lapping and licking, little sticky spit sounds easily heard throughout the room.

 

I walk around Grace, standing face to face with her. She stands perfectly still, not making eye contact. I tease her and play with her breasts, slide my hands up and down her belly and hips. I watch her face, just enjoying how extremely uncomfortable this is for her. Her own daughter back there licking noisily at her asshole, trying to see if it tastes bad. While I play around with her most private parts.

 

I kneel down in front of her and stick my nose straight into her crotch. I inhale and rub around. God she smells so perfect after bathing. Fresh feminine soap smells. Fruit and vanilla. I spread her thighs apart a bit more, so I can see through to Ella out the other side, licking away at her asshole. I lick into pussy folds, driving my tongue into her hole. Tight, unaroused, I don’t care, I dig in deeper. Tasting and sucking at her fresh cunt.

 

I reach forward and down and find Ella’s little pussy underneath her where she kneels. I swirl my fingers around, molesting her while she slurps into her mother’s asshole, while I tongue-fuck her mother’s pussy.

 

Breathing heavily, I back my face away from Grace’s crotch and stand up. Grace’s face is a bit flushed, her knees seem to shake slightly. “Ok Ella, how is it?” The little girl backs away, panting from having to lick her mom’s asshole for several minutes straight. She looks up and nods at me.

 

“Nice and clean, good girls. Ok last thing.” I go grab another shopping bag and unwrap two silver butt plugs. One with an emerald green gem on the flat part, and one with a ruby red gem. The one with red is noticeably a bit bigger. I hold them up and show the ladies. Grace whimpers immediately, her head dropping in shame. Ella takes a bit longer to understand, and then her eyebrows raise up in shock. She shakes her head.

 

“You pick, Ella. Which one do you want, baby?” She shakes her head again, but I stare her down. Her eyes look back and forth between them, and finally she points to the green one. “The smaller one? So your poor mommy would have to take the big one up her butt? You know she’s actually probably worse at this stuff than you are, right?” Her eyes start to twinkle with tears, but she doesn't change her mind.

 

I say in baby-talk, “Wow, spoiled little brat. For that, you get the big one. You need to learn to not be so selfish, you little cunt.” She starts sobbing loudly.

 

I take Ella and bend her little body over the sink counter, tits and belly down on the cold marble. Ass bent toward me. Then I take Grace and bend her down right behind her daughter. “Here, Grace, the red one. Stick it in slowly.” I grab us some lube and give Grace and myself a handful each. Grace bends down to look at Ella's ass, I get behind Grace’s. I take the green butt plug, lather it with lube, and stick it against her tight hole. She flinches but then holds steady. I start pressing slowly. She doesn't budge. So tight. “Go on, get to work, Grace.” She moans in pain as I press against her asshole, trying to concentrate on what she’s being forced to do to Ella. She lubes up the plug, and starts gently prodding Ella's little sphincter. The girl squeaks and squirms.

 

I take my time, enjoying just wiggling and twisting the plug around, slowly parting Grace’s inexperienced hole. I watch her face in the sink mirror. She can’t concentrate. As soon as she starts to press into Ella, I shove a little deeper into her own ass and distract her. I tease her and watch her pained expression, so cute, she bites her lower lip, focusing hard, trying to relax herself at the same time. I knead and massage her asscheek with my free hand. Her cheeks tremble, her legs straining and shaking.

 

Finally after a few long minutes, I have Grace’s in all the way. The final POP makes her throw back her head and moan in pain. And then slight relief as she starts to relax into it, get used to it. She moved so gingerly, still working on getting the bigger butt plug into the smaller girl. She’s about 3/4 the way there, but Ella is crying and clenching tightly, her little knees shaking. “Here, get down and lick.” I hold the top of Grace’s head and force her down. She moves slowly, afraid to hurt herself with any sudden movement.

 

Grace kneels down behind her daughter’s ass and reaches out her tongue. She starts slowly licking and lapping at the brown flesh stretched painfully around the butt plug. Tasting the lube. I help, caressing and massaging the little girl’s asscheeks. Little sticky spit sounds from Grace’s tongue licking Ella's asshole. I play with my hard cock, patiently waiting, enjoying the moment. Finally Grace gently pushes a bit harder and the big plug pops inside her asshole. Ella lets out a pained moan, then just lays on the counter panting for a few minutes.

 

I leave them be for a bit, just watching them grunt and slowly move around, letting them get used to it a bit. Grace with an emerald sticking out from her pale white asscheeks. Ella with a big ruby in her dusky cheeks. Both with their bdsm ring gags erotically forcing their jaws open. Damp hair, smooth clean bodies, pleasant soapy smells in the air. I put their cleaned wrist and ankle cuffs back on in case I need them later.

 

“Alright ladies, let’s go downstairs. It’s Christmas, remember. Let’s go eat and have some fun.”