"So," Nate pivoted subjects, "what punishment would you have me do? You both disobeyed the rules, and I don't trust Briana when she tells me she didn't lie about me in her phone calls." Nate walked toward his office, letting the girls think about their penance. He returned with his camera, and took hundreds of pictures of them standing naked with their hands bound high over their heads. Full frame shots, close-ups, partial shots, front, side, 3/4 shots, rear shots, up shots, down shots -- he took everything.
Nate got an idea. He pulled a 25 foot rope out of the bag, and tied it to Briana's right ankle ring, above her ankle bracelet. Then he looped the rope over an overhead open stair, and he threaded the other end of rope through Martha's left ankle ring. As he pulled the rope tighter, Briana's right leg and Martha's left leg lifted higher and higher into the air, until their legs were pointing just over 90 degrees upward, and both girls' pussies were split open. He tied off the rope, and shot hundreds more pictures, this time with lots of up-the-pussy shots of both girls, collectively and individually.
Nate put the camera down, and went to Briana. She balanced naked on one foot, with the other tied off to the side, higher than her hip, and her hands were held high over her head. He kissed her, and she obediently returned his kiss with an open mouth and closed eyes. Nate slipped his hands between her wide open legs, and easily slipped his middle finger up her open fuck hole. Martha watched as Nate slipped two fingers up her daughter's pussy and finger fucked her while Briana kissed him.
Nate pulled his fingers out of Briana's pussy, and stepped over to Martha, and kissed her, and she too kissed him back with an open mouth and closed eyes. He finger fucked Martha, first with his middle finger, then with two fingers. Finally, Nate pulled his fingers out, and touched them to Briana's lips, who took his fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean of the mixed pussy juices.
"Maybe I should just leave you here all day," Nate finally spoke, pulling his fingers out of Briana's mouth. He walked around to the bottom of the stairs, and climbed the open staircase overhead, while the girls exchanged worried glances.
"Mom I'm sorry," Briana said quietly.
"Shut up," Martha seethed through clenched teeth. "You couldn't resist, could you -- you had to phone your friends and lie about what a perfect little European vacation you were having. Nate's right. You're a worthless, lying, manipulative, cold bitch."
"Mom, I didn't mean to. Please don't ..." Briana cried out loud.
"I said shut up!" Martha yelled, "and don't call me Mom -- you're no daughter of mine, you perverted, peeping, cock sucking, Oral B cunt!" Her mother's words tore viciously through Briana, leaving her in speechless anguish.
Nate heard the exchange from the above bedroom, but the 'Oral B' was out of context, and he heard 'oily". He wondered what 'oily cunt' referred to. He thought of the demonstration he performed on Martha, and he was pretty sure Martha had just told her daughter to stop poking her in the chest. Nate picked up his book and lay back on the bed and read.
An hour later, Nate put his book down and went downstairs to check on the girls. They were still standing on one foot, naked, with their hands bound high over their heads. Nate released the rope holding each of their one leg up, and gave them a chance to restore circulation to their affected limb.
"Did you know Sarah went to Girl Guides?" Nate asked Briana. She nodded in silence, her face stained with dried tears. "She told me they had this -- I guess you call it a game. They had spaghetti, and they had to eat it in silence -- not one word. If they talked, their hands were tied behind their back, and they had to eat their spaghetti out of a bowl. Anyway," Nate continued, "Sarah said she had no trouble, but there were others who simply could not stay quiet, no matter what."
"So here's the deal," Nate looked at both of them. "You can stay there for the rest of today. I'll feed you here, and if you need to pee or whatever, I'll put a bucket down." Both girls crinkled their noses in disgust at that imagery. "Or," Nate offered, "I let you down, and you don't say a word -- not a single word -- until tomorrow midnight. You can speak now to discuss it, but once I untie you, you go silent or I tie you up again."
"May I have access to my purse once I am untied, please" Martha asked.
"What for," Nate asked.
"My time of the month is coming up," Martha said without embarrassment. "I will need to deal with that."
"Okay," Nate nodded. "Anything else?"
"Can we still watch Netflix on TV, please?" Briana asked.
"Okay," Nate allowed, "but she is the only person who ever touches that phone," Nate pointed to Martha. "If you so much as pick it up, both of you will find yourselves back here for a whole day. Am I making myself brutally clear to both of you?" Both girls assured him they understood.
"Okay," Nate nodded. "I am going to untie you, but as a reminder, I am leaving your cuffs on. No speaking from now until tomorrow midnight. Not one word. If you need to explain something to me, you can write it down. Clear?" Both girls nodded.
Nate untied both girls. They both shook out their arms, restoring the feeling to their muscles. Nate told them to kneel down, and they both did in silence. Then he unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock, and touched it to Martha's lips. Without a word, she took Nate in and sucked on him as he felt himself harden inside her warm mouth. He pulled out of Martha, and touched his rigid cock to Briana's lips, and she instantly took him into her mouth and sucked hard.
Nate told Martha to stand up, and bend over the end of the sofa arm and spread her legs. When she was in position, he positioned his missile at her pussy, and pushed in. "Go upstairs and get some KY from the drawer beside my bed, and come right back down," he ordered Briana, and he watched her naked body disappear up the stairs while he fucked Martha from behind.
When she returned, Nate took the KY, pulled out of Martha's pussy, and told Briana to take her mother's place. Martha moved out of the way, and Briana bent her hips over the arm of the sofa and spread her legs. Nate plunged his already slick ramrod deep into Briana's pussy, and fucked her hard, driving her upper body forward on each thrust.
Nate's balls started to churn. He pulled out of Briana, and told Martha to suck her daughter's juices off his cock. When he was shiny clean, Nate handed the KY to Martha, and told her to lube up Briana's asshole. "Get your finger way up there," he ordered, and Nate watched while Martha applied lube to her daughter's rosebud, gradually driving her finger further up the pipe until it disappeared up to her knuckle. Nate positioned his throbbing cock to Briana's pink pucker, and drove in easily.
Briana's tight asshole was working miracles on his arousal, and soon Nate felt his balls approaching detonation. He told Martha to kneel, and get ready to take him in her mouth. As Nate passed the point of no return, he pulled out of Briana's chute, and pointed it toward Martha's awaiting open mouth, but instead of letting her take him in, he finished the job, and jerked himself for the last five seconds, and then unloaded all over Martha's beautiful face.
Five streams crisscrossed her fine features, one right across her left eye, and another looked like maybe it went up her nose. Nate told her to stay still, and he retrieved his camera and shot several pictures, some close-up, some full frame, of her kneeling with his still hot jism tracked all over her face.
Nate told Briana to get down on her knees and lick her mother's face clean. Without a word, she knelt beside her mother, and licked all five streams of cum off her face.
Nate told the girls they could dress while he washed up. When he came out of the bathroom fully dressed, Nate went to his office and retrieved Martha's purse from his safe. He handed it to her in the living room, and watched her take out a handful of tampons and some pads. He locked the purse back in the safe again while Martha went upstairs to stow the feminine products discretely in her suitcase.
When Martha returned downstairs, Nate told them to clean up their dishes from breakfast, which only took half a minute. He handed the VOIP phone to Martha, who checked the screen lock was on. The two girls nodded at each other, and sat down beside each other on the sofa. Briana had managed the Netflix app before, and now she had to pantomime and point to help Martha use the app without saying a word or touching the phone. Nate watched with interest as the two girls communicated the complexities of a technological problem without speaking. Five minutes later, another episode of Walking Dead was playing on the TV. Nate went upstairs, returned the KY to his bedside drawer, and picked up his book again. In the afternoon, he went out for a long run.
To Nate's surprise, both girls kept silent for the entire weekend. On Sunday Martha's period started as predicted, and Nate allowed her to wear her regular underwear in the apartment. He told the girls to remove their cuffs for the shower, and put them back on again. Nate took blowjobs from the girls on Sunday morning and night. On Sunday night at midnight, Nate removed the cuffs from the girls' wrists and ankles, signaling the end of their punishment.
Briana was more docile for the rest of the week, less spirited. The mood between mother and daughter had chilled considerably. Many hurtful words were left unresolved, and many unspoken words went unsaid. That didn't stop Nate from enacting his daily lovemaking rituals with both girls. Martha was confined mostly to oral sex during her menstruation period, with one night of anal. Briana made up for it with lots of fucking in every conceivable position.
The news finally came late on Thursday afternoon. Nate received an email from Brandt -- the AeB had acknowledged Briana's disposition of her school debt, and she could leave as early as Saturday morning. The flight left for Toronto very early, and the paperwork would not be ready for a Friday departure. He said Briana would have to come to the AeB Directorate late on Friday afternoon. He would have all the paperwork ready. She needed to bring the 5,000 Euro fee in cash. The AeB would hold Briana in custody overnight, and would transport her to the airport on Saturday morning. Someone from the AeB would watch her get on the flight, just like in the old days.
