All Shapes And Sizes

A snippet of an nsfw chapter

The left of the home was the master suite. It had at some point in the past been 3 different bedrooms but were combined to make a massive room. This is the patriarch's retreat and the most feared room in the house. While the rest of the home is downright middle class, the far wing of the home is midevil in not only decor, but purpose. The patriarch's bed was set directly in the middle of the space like a monolithic testament to the debauchery that takes place here. To call it a room of rest and relaxation would be such a bold lie one would immediately find themselves placed in one of its many adornments merely for its utterance. The bed sat high on the frame, dark stained logs holding the frame rigid and unmoving no matter how violent the activity on it. Every piece was staggeringly oversized and overengineered. The headboard could have easily been a thanksgiving dinner table in a past life, though now stained the same dark forboding color, with intricate designs cut into the flowing grain. long smooth lines framed the entire artpiece and flowed seamlessly into the rest of the frame. The girls knew well what this bed could handle and what it meant, having spent plenty of time in it. Ashes climbed onto the larger than king mattress and smushed her face directly into the dark red sheets. Obviously pleased with the extremely high end fabric, she crawled on her knees dragging her cheek around in a circle. The horrified looks on the girls faces were complimentary to the disbelief on their father's. Surely she did not know the rules yet, but in no context could any of them understand the scene before them. The darkness and sexual violence bleeding from this room's walls clashing with the pink overalls and messy pigtails being drug across the linen felt somehow sacreligious. Danielle stammered a "s...s..sir?" breaking them from their trance. "Come down off of there little girl, that's not for kids." The patriarch was said in more of a question, letting the words leave a bad taste in his mouth. "This isn't a good place for you". Ashes let her padded behind flop down and looked up at them, head turned inquisitively. "This is a room where grownups do grownup... things, what the hell is even happening right now?" Danielle looked at Heather, who was slightly red faced, then at the head of the family, who seemed equally unsure what to do. Actually, they were all quite out of their element on this one. The only sure thing was the massive erection pushing at their master's shorts. This registered with all 3 girls at the same time, but Ashes seemed transfixed and stared directly at it. The patriarch started in on the bed with a purpose. "Well, if you don't want to leave I will have to show you exactly what this room is for." Danielle panicked slightly, knowing that stride all too well. "Ashes, I want you to lay on your back. Danielle, sit at the headboard and place her shoulders between your legs, Hold her arms. Heather, I want you at the side of the bed." They did as they were told with quick precision, Danielle pushing the new girl onto her back and into her lap with a thud. The new girl's knees automatically came up and out, feet dangling limply. "Does she think she is getting a diaper change?" Heather thought. "I imagine that is all that has happened to her laying like this." Danielle reached out and instinctively hooked the girls knees and brought them further back, anticipating her master's intent. He glanced at her quickly as he popped the snaps in the seat of her overalls. "These must be custom" Heather thought, but she didn't dare speak when things were happening so quickly. The overalls were pushed back exposing a lightly damp diaper. The whimsical and innocent designs were cringe worthy considering the situation. One tape was undone with a loud rip and it was moved to one leg, Just enough to expose her bottom to the fresh air. Ashes gasped a little at this sudden cool breeze and everyone exchanged an eye roll. The master's pants were removed with a practiced push and the task at hand became evident. They felt sure that the predicament didn't quite escape the new girl, now surrounded and held down. A command of "lotion" was punctuated with a swift action by Heather. Two strokes put the patriarch at full attention and the situation went from business to pure lust. He leaned over her and gave Danielle a deep kiss. Her grip loosened but he was there to firmly push the girl's legs back again. She held on tightly this time. She suddenly understood why he wanted that angle and was overcome by goosebumps. He backed off and positioned himself, Ashes looking obviously nervous at being so boxed in. Danielle whispered in her ear, "Try to relax. Tensing up only makes it hurt." This naieve little girl was beginning to understand the impending action, Danielle's words punctuated by a probing finger. She wiggled her bottom and gasped heavily, sharply enough to make danielle jump a bit. She shifted her weight to get a better grip on the girl's legs lest she try to kick. The digit found it's mark and pushed rudely against the girl. A small whimper escaped as he wasted no time burying it inside. The tiny vocalizations, the most noise the girl had made so far, went directly to his genitals, which twitched and swole. Twisting his arm as he pulled the finger free, she let out a small puff of breath, obviously relieved. He leaned back over and quickly found the spot with his penis. The new girl's eyes widened as she realized the extent of the girth pressing against her. Her arms came up but were quickly pinned to the bed next to danielle's legs. Breathing deeply he pushed steadily and firmly. The process was going to take a few minutes, he knew this. But could he hold out himself? It had been a long time since he had had to train someone. Danielle had cried her first time. Brave tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to take it all. He had to wipe the memory from his mind or he was going to lose it then and there. There was a task at hand and he needed to remain stoic to complete it. He increased the pressure and slightly changed the angle, spreading the lubrication ever so slightly into the virgin bottom. The first signs of giving way made Ashes' eyes grow wide, panic setting in.