Big Changes At Home Ch. 08

bypolyman©

Chapter Eight: The Giggle-Twins

"Mom!" Rosina said in a hushed tone as she shook her mother by the shoulder. "MOM!" she said again, slightly louder, while shaking her mother a little harder.

"What?" Taryn replied with the slur of a sleepy, groggy manner that next morning.

"I need help," Rosina replied in a quiet tone of voice and paused for a moment. "I need help making breakfast for Master," she added in an even quieter tone of voice.

"Don't call him that in front of your father!" Taryn hissed as her eyes shot open; she glared at her daughter who was kneeling beside Taryn's side of the bed.

"What else would I call Master, but Master?" Rosina asked with a most puzzled look on her face, genuinely confused over what she saw as a silly question.

Taryn groaned and rolled her eyes; Rosina had it bad, hopefully she would calm down a bit in a few days. It was almost cute to see such fervent devotion to their collective Master. She smiled at Rosina, stroked her head and pulled her daughter toward her and kissed the young woman on the forehead. Taryn got out of the bed and tossed her bathrobe as she ushered her daughter out of the bedroom.

"Don't you know how to make breakfast?" Taryn asked with a queer look on her face as she walked downstairs with her arm around Rosina's waist. "Why did you need to drag me out of bed?" she added with a slightly perturbed chuckle as she squeezed her daughter at the shoulder.

"I want to make Master breakfast in bed, exactly the same as you did Thursday morning," Rosina said with a slightly subdued manner. A smirk was on her face as she spoke, while she watched her mother out of the corner of her eye.

"You mean the morning after he made me his Slave," Taryn said with a mock-serious tone of voice but once their eyes met the two women burst into laughter.

Taryn felt happy that morning as she walked into the kitchen with her daughter. She felt closer to Rosina this morning than she had in a few years. It was odd, and to an outside, rational mind it was a sick situation inside the Thompson household, but the three of them were happy. Taryn felt a connection to her daughter for helping her through the difficult time that the past few days had been for Rosina. There was something else that bonded them together closer than most mothers and daughters, they had something very important in common: Owen.

"So what exactly did you make him for breakfast Thursday, do you remember?" Rosina asked with apprehension, hoping that she would be able to recreate that scene exactly.

"Yeah I do," Taryn said with a smile and a chuckle.

"Oh good!" Rosina said with a most relieved manner.

"This is really important to you, isn't it?" Taryn asked with a sincere tone of voice as she rummaged around in the cupboards, looking for pans.

"Yes it is," Rosina said with a firm tone of voice as she saw Taryn stand up with pan in hand.

"NO!" Rosina said as she took the pan out of Taryn's hand while wearing a scowl on her face. "I need to make breakfast, you just need to tell me what to do," Rosina said as she pointed at the kitchen table while looking at her mother, expectantly.

"Okay!" Taryn said as she released the pan and put her hands up in surrender.

Shortly after Taryn sat down at the table, Rosina placed a fresh cup of coffee in front of her mother. Taryn then told Rosina everything that she made for Owen that morning and Rosina quickly scribbled it down on some scrap paper. Taryn then watched Rosina as she started to cook breakfast, constantly checking the paper she wrote. There was a familiarity in the way she was constantly referring to the piece of paper. It reminded Taryn of herself that fateful Thursday morning when she did this while wondering what the hell she was doing. Rosina didn't have any of those doubts, it seemed. This morning after she appeared to be completely devoted to Owen and had no regrets or second thoughts about being his Slave. The abrupt change struck Taryn as odd, so she had to speak up and ask her daughter about it.

"How do you feel this morning, dear?" Taryn asked Rosina who still was cooking breakfast, monitoring every detail.

"I feel great, mom, finally at peace," Rosina said with a satisfied smile on her face as she looked at Taryn for a moment and smiled.

"Really, why?" Taryn asked curiously.

"Because there is no more conflict within me; I have accepted what I am." Rosina said with a relieved smile and genuinely looked at peace.

"And what is that?" Taryn asked a might obvious question, but wanted to hear Rosina explain, in her own words. "I am a Slave to Master," Rosina replied with a strange look on her face that she gave to her mother.

"How do you fell about that, dear? Do you regret it? Is it still what you want?" Taryn asked and chuckled inside as she knew that she was beginning to sound like a therapist, rather than a mother.

"I LOVE IT!" Rosina gushed, "I am no longer in pain because of it; you saw in me what I couldn't accept. You got me to see that I couldn't run away from what was ingrained deep within me. Master then broke me, and made me accept what I am, and he forced me to take my rightful place at his feet." Rosina said with a teary-eyed admission of genuine honesty that Taryn couldn't deny.

"But are you really happy as Master's Slave?" Taryn asked, still unable to accept that Rosina could have accepted her servitude to quickly.

"I am not filled with pain anymore, I only feel love! I love Master for taking that terrible pain out of my heart. I am forever grateful to him, and you because of it." Rosina said as she looked at her mother with tears in her eyes and a look of joy on her face.

"Me?" Taryn replied with a start.

"I never would have seen my way out of the darkness if you hadn't shown me the light. You helped me realize what I needed and why I was really in such pain. Because of our talk, I realized that I was in pain because I didn't want to accept what I couldn't deny. Thank you mom for helping me through this," Rosina said as she walked toward Taryn and Taryn stood up to hug her daughter.

"I knew you were hurting, I just didn't know why. I only wanted to help you through that terrible time. I hope that you won't regret the decision you made," Taryn said with a sincere look of regret on her face as she looked into Rosina's eyes while she held her daughter's head in her hands.

"If it is a mistake, mom, we'll find out together, won't we?" Rosina added with a conspiratorial grin which forced the pair to giggle uncontrollably.

That comment broke the tension so after they stopped laughing, Rosina returned her attention to breakfast while Taryn gave her some pointers on cooking. It was a special time between mother and daughter that they both enjoyed. Even Rosina felt happy, knowing that she was starting to reconnect with her mother. It was a much needed time that both needed and the pair chatted like old friends. They even discussed their sexual experiences with Owen and giggled like schoolgirls as they described the pleasures they had known so-far.

Before long, Rosina ascended the stairs that Tuesday morning and waited for Taryn to open the door. Taryn had wanted to leave Rosina to wake Owen on her own, but Rosina insisted she come in with her. Rosina had also originally intended to spend the time with just her and her Master. However, that changed after the wonderful time she had just had with her mother making the breakfast. Now, it didn't seem right to just cut her mother out of the special time with their Master. Both women stood for a moment inside the closed door and looked at the sleeping Owen. They thought that the closing of the door would wake him up, but that didn't do it. Rosina looked at Taryn and wondered what they should do next.

"Put that down over there, I know how to wake him up," Taryn said to Rosina with a wink as she pointed at Owen's dresser.

"Sure," Rosina replied in a giddy and knowing manner as she did just as her mother said.

Taryn pulled back the sheets covering Owen's sleeping body. When Owens flaccid cock came into view, both mother and daughter looked at it with satisfied reverence for their favorite male member. The looked at each other and instantly knew that they were thinking the same thing and giggled together. Taryn leaned over the end of the bed, on the side of the bed closest to the wall, making sure that her head was at Owen's crotch. She looked at Rosina and motioned for her daughter to join her on the bed. Rosina did the same on the other side of Owen and both mother and daughter looked at each other and the cock that they were about to share. Rosina looked at Owen's cock and then at Taryn, with a sparkle in her eye and an expectant look on her face.

Taryn winked at her daughter and grasped the cock in her hand, flipping the soft cock up so that she could get her lips around it. Taryn sucked hard on the soft cock and bobbed her head up and down on the cock she loved so much. Since it was soft, she didn't need to push it down her throat, but she gave her all when sucking her Master's sleeping cock. Even asleep, Owen moaned his approval to Taryn's oral ministrations and his cock also stiffened to show its approval. When it was hard, Taryn then began to deep-throat the cock and this fact was not lost on an astonished Rosina.

"How the fuck do you do that without choking?" Rosina asked in amazement as Owen's cock slid down Taryn's throat with ease.

"You need to relax your throat, and just force yourself to ignore the gagging reflex," Taryn said plainly as she pulled her mouth off Owen's cock, to explain this to her daughter. "Here, you try," she said as she held the slick cock upright and looked at Rosina in anticipation.

Rosina leaned over and took Owen's cock in her hand and wrapped her lips around his cockhead. Rosina lowered her head down on his cock until the head hit the back of her mouth. Once the head hit the entrance to her throat she gagged and started to cough. Undaunted, Rosina tried to relax and open her throat and pushed her mouth down again. She was able to get the head into the entrance of her throat before she gagged so badly that she had to pull her mouth off his cock as she coughed up a storm.

"That's as far as I can go," Rosina huffed her disappointment as her coughing fit subsided.

"Well, the first time it went down my throat, Master forced it there. We could try the same thing with you, if you'd like? I could push your head down on his cock, that might help you get past it, wanna try?" Taryn asked Rosina calmly, as if she were talking to her daughter about helping her with homework.

"Yeah! That would be great, I really want to learn to take him all the way down my throat like you!" Rosina said with excitement before she wrapped her lips around the cock once more.

Rosina lowered her mouth on his cock until she had as much of it as she could get inside, comfortably. She glanced at Taryn who took that as a signal to begin pushing, so she reached up and grasped the sides of her daughter's head. Slowly Taryn helped Rosina shove that fat cock down her throat. When the cockhead slipped into the entrance of her throat, Rosina gagged and her body fought the invader. Taryn never let up the pressure until the whole of her son's cock was down her daughter's throat. Rosina was not at all comfortable with the thick shaft and fat head down her throat and was gagging something fierce. When the cock was pulled out of her throat she had to spit it out and coughed again. Tears were in her eyes as she looked over at her mother with a frustrated look.

"Sorry mom, I just can't handle it like you," Rosina said in a defeated tone of voice. She was saddened that she couldn't suck her Master's cock as good as she felt she should.

"It takes time and practice dear, you did have it down your throat that time, you just need to get used to it. Don't worry dear, it'll come," Taryn said in a motherly manner of reassurance, and Rosina took some comfort in that.

"Thanks mom," Rosina said with a genuinely satisfied smile that mother and daughter shared for a tender moment.

Owen had been awake for a little bit but couldn't help but look at the bizarre scene unfolding at his crotch. There lying on either side of him was both of his Slaves, his mother and his sister. His mother was teaching his sister how to deep-throat him, and they were carrying on like it was the most natural thing in the world. Owen thought it was incredibly hot and loved the sight of both of the beautiful women in his family taking turns pleasing him. Both women looked at each other and the cock, both feeling naughty. They leaned in and started to lick the cock from either side, their tongues touching briefly and randomly.

"That is a sight I could get used to!" Owen said with a cheeky tone of voice and a shit-eating grin on his face as he looked down at Taryn and Rosina.

"Good morning, Master," both Taryn and Rosina said in a sultry chorus. The sound caused a shiver of wicked pleasure to shoot through Owen.

"Good morning, Slaves," Owen replied and the same wicked shiver shot through Taryn and Rosina.

the trio looked at each other for a moment before Owen said, "Did you come in here to start my day right or was there something else you wanted?"

"Right, you sit upright," Taryn said to Owen with a motherly sounding tone of voice, "You feed him while I take care of this," she added before giving his cock a long lick.

In less than a minute everything had been done as Taryn instructed. Owen was sitting up, leaning against the headboard. Rosina was feeding Owen just like Taryn had done almost a week ago. Taryn herself had settled herself between Owen's widespread legs and was leisurely sucking his cock. Needless to say, Owen was in heaven and couldn't imagine wanting to leave that bed anytime soon.

"Oh, Slave that's great," Owen said in a satisfied and gratified tone of voice with a mouthful of breakfast.

Both Taryn and Rosina looked at him with a broad smile on their faces. It was clear that they both thought that he had just praised her for what she was doing. Owen knew then that calling them both 'Slave' wasn't going to work. How would they know who he was talking to and who he wasn't? He thought about using their names but how would they know when he was talking to them normally and when he was giving them an order? He knew then that he had to give them nicknames, names that each would know he would use when he was giving them an order but others would think was just a pet name within the family. Owen thought the problem over for a bit longer, while Taryn sucked his cock and Rosina fed him breakfast.

"Slaves, we have a problem," Owen said with a contemplative tone of voice.

"What's that, Master?" Rosina asked first, as Taryn's mouth was full of Owen at the time.

"I can't call you both 'Slave' because you won't know who I am referring to," Owen said in a calm tone and paused for a brief moment before he continued. "For that reason, I will give you each a pet name. When I use that name you will know that I am giving you an order as your Master. When I use your real name, you know that I am talking to you normally as just plain Owen, understand?" Owen asked and looked at both Taryn and Rosina, expecting an answer from each of them.

"Sure, Master," Rosina replied as she gathered up more breakfast on her fork.

"Yes, Master," Taryn said as she took his cock out of her mouth long enough to speak.

"You, Rosie I will call 'Cat', because of the catlike sounds you made while we fucked last night," Owen said to Rosina plainly and Taryn choked on Owen's cock as she had to laugh at the humorous truth of what he said.

"Yes, Master," Rosina said, feeling a little embarrassed and made fun of at the moment.

"You, Taryn I will call 'Big Red' or 'Red' for short, because of your beautiful, long, red hair and your great big tits!" Owen said with feeling to Taryn, this time it was Rosina's turn to laugh and Taryn's turn to feel embarrassed.

"Yes, Master," Taryn replied respectfully in any event.

"Rosie, after collage, you are to stop by the spa and have you're pussy trimmed," Owen said to Rosina before he turned to look at Taryn. "See that it's trimmed properly and to my specifications, understand?" Owen said to Taryn with a definite and expectant tone of voice.

"Yes, Master," Taryn replied with calm manner as she nodded her head to signal her agreement.

"Take the car with you and both of you are to stay at the spa until I get there." Owen said to Taryn in a firm tone of voice.

"Yes, Master, but why?" Taryn asked with a confused tone of voice.

"Because I am taking my two special ladies out tonight, so make sure you both pack a change of clothes for dinner and a movie," Owen said with a magnanimous smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master!" Taryn and Rosina squealed with excitement at the prospect of going out with Master.

"That was great breakfast, Cat, absolutely delicious!" Owen said with an appreciative tone of voice as Rosina moved the tray of empty dishes to the dresser.

"Thank you, Master" Rosina said as she returned to the bed and cuddled up to Owen.

"Don't think I didn't notice that you made me the same breakfast as Red did the morning after she became my Slave," Owen said to Rosina with a smile as he tossed Taryn a wink. "Was that your idea?" he asked Taryn with a cheeky tone of voice.

"No, Master, it was all her idea," Taryn said as she shook her head momentarily.

"Well, Cat, that breakfast was so good that I think you've earned a reward," Owen said with a wicked smile on his face as he glanced at Rosina, who was still hugging him tight from the side.

"Reward? No reward is needed, Master, I love serving you, that in itself is reward enough!" Rosina asserted strenuously with a slight frown on her face.

"Tough! You're getting one!" Owen said to Rosina before he turned to Taryn. "Move aside, Red, I just gotta have some more of Cat's tight pussy!" Owen said before he looked back at Rosina. "Get up here and ride my cock, nude, Cat!" Owen commanded.

Rosina tore off her bathrobe and hopped up to hover over Owen's cock so fast that she almost kicked Taryn in the head. Taryn had to move quite quickly and duck to get out of the way of the swinging right leg of Rosina. Rosina didn't pause at all as she hovered herself over Owen's cock, lined it up and sank down as quickly as she could go. The fat cock, still had a hard time sliding into the tight pussy, but eventually it did go all the way in. Rosina let out the purr that had given her the nickname 'Cat' as she sat on Owen's cock. Rosina looked over at Taryn with a look of pure bliss and after a few seconds the pair burst into a giggling fit. Mother and daughter knew well the joys of the cock that was in Rosina's pussy. It was that intimate knowledge that made their bond even stronger at that moment.

Taryn watched as Rosina bounced up and down on Owen's cock and she felt strange as her children fucked right before her eyes. She watched Owen's cock slide in and out of Rosina's pussy, her eyes fixated on their joining. The thing that struck Taryn as the oddest thing was that she had no problem with this act. She should be angry with her Master for fucking another woman, but she wasn't; she didn't feel threatened. She should be angry and disgusted for her son to be fucking her daughter so boldly, right in front of her, but it seemed natural. She was in love with her son, as a lover and as a Master; she only wanted the best for him. She also loved her daughter, more so now than she ever had before, if that was possible; she only wanted the best for her too. Taryn knew first hand how good a man and Master that Owen was, so why shouldn't Owen make Rosina happy as well? As two people she loved as family and more fucked right before her, she wasn't angry or disgusted, but turned on. Taryn had only walked over to Owen and kissed him when Richard's alarm clock brought the outside world crashing into their private world.

"I'd better get out there and start breakfast for Richard," Taryn said with a disappointed sigh, while tearing herself away from Owen. "You two better finish up quickly, Richard will expect to see the pair of you getting ready for the day . . . like brother and sister!" Taryn said as she looked between Owen and Rosina who were still fucking.

"Yeah, I know," Owen admitted as he slammed up into a descending Rosina's pussy.

"And you'd better keep quiet, you sound like a Cat in heat!" Taryn said in a scolding chuckle as she shook her finger playfully at Rosina.

"What are you talking about; I am a Cat in heat!" Rosina said with a sultry tone of voice before she let out, her now trademark, moaning-purr.

"You are a horny little bitch aren't you?" Taryn laughed as she leaned in and kissed Rosina on the lips.

"So are you!" Rosina shot back defensively and at that the pair giggled intensely.

"We're not talking about me!" Taryn laughed as she kissed Owen quickly on the lips before rushing to the door. "Now I really have to go!" Taryn said as she departed the room.

"How does she expect me to keep quiet when I have your cock stretching and stuffing my poor little pussy, Master?" Rosina moaned out in a needy whine as the pair continued to fuck in a steady rhythm.

"Listen! I know it's intense, I feel it too, but we need to keep quiet or Richard will burst in here and blow a gasket!" Owen growled as quietly as he could.

Owen reached up, grasped Rosina by the throat and pulled her down to kiss her. Rosina moaned into Owen's mouth as the pair fucked for a while yet, both breathing through their noses. The kiss was the longest that either of them had experienced in their lives as their lips never left contact. It was Owen's best attempt to keep Rosina quiet, but she still moaned up a storm.

Owen knew that they couldn't stand to be sequestered in private for much longer. Without warning, Owen grasped Rosina and flipped her over so that now she was on her back and he was on top of her. Owen put Rosina's legs over his shoulders and hammered away at her tight little pussy as fast as he could.

Rosina's eyes rolled back into her sockets as she fought with everything she had not to cry out. That added to the excitement of the act, knowing that one loud scream from her lips would cause their father to discover them in the act. She felt the wicked desire to cry out on purpose, to force the world to know what they were doing in that room and with whom.

It seemed that neither of them could handle the intense pleasure of the fuck for much longer, but it was Rosina who came first. She moaned a low, guttural moan that she tried to stifle as he locked her lips on Owen's shoulder. Her orgasm hit her hard and the fight to keep quiet is what made it last much longer than usual. Owen's cock was clamped in place by the constricting walls of Rosina's climaxing pussy. Like last night this was all it took to force Owen to erupt deep within his newest Slave's pussy. Breathlessly he collapsed on top of his sister, his Slave, his lover and the pair held each other as they recovered from their fucking.

"That was wonderful, Master," Rosina said dreamily as she stroked Owen's hair in a loving way.

"It was FUCKING AWESOME!" Owen said in an astonished and rapturous manner as he looked at Rosina with an awestruck look.

"We really should go though," Rosina said with a depressed tone of voice, not wanting to leave the bedroom, but knowing they needed to.

"That we do, Cat, that we do," Owen said as he got up, off the bed and scoped up Rosina's housecoat and tossed it at her.

Owen and Rosina kissed one last time before they went their own way to get ready for the day. Owen went into the main bathroom for his shower, Rosina snuck into their parent's bathroom to use their shower. Once each was ready for the day they walked down the stairs, one by one to join the family in the kitchen.

"Hello, sleepyhead, finally managed to tear yourself away from that bed?" Taryn asked Owen with a sparkle in her eye and a hidden, teasing tone to her voice as she stood by the stove.

"Yeah, as much as I would have loved to lay in bed all day, the day awaits," Owen replied as he gave Taryn a wink.

In reply Taryn looked at him and turned up the corners of her lips in a lustful grin. She even was daring enough to blow Owen a kiss, as Richard ate his breakfast, reading the paper. Owen just blew her a kiss back and smiled at her a wicked grin.

"Anything left, I could stand with a light breakfast," Owen said as plainly as he could and Taryn looked at him with an astonished look on her face and stifled a giggle but smirked heavily.

"Don't give him the last of breakfast, I'm starved!" Rosina said as she bounced and floated into the room. "Good morning, mom," she said in a chipper tone of voice as she walked up to Taryn and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Good morning, daddy," Rosina said in a sweet little girl manner as she leaned over and kissed Richard on the cheek.

"Good morning, sweetie," Richard said as he looked up at Rosina with the look of a loving father. "Hungry eh? Just got out of bed and already worked up an appetite?" he chuckled as he watched Rosina sit down while taking a sip of his coffee.

"I don't know why but I tumbled out of bed with a wicked hunger," Rosina said as she snuck Owen a lusty look when Richard wasn't looking.

"I know what you mean," Owen replied with a naughty smirk on his face as he winked at Rosina.

Taryn then walked up to Rosina with her breakfast and scowled at her as she approached. As she put the plate down she managed to time her swat at the back of Rosina's head to the instant the plate touched down, so as to disguise the noise. Owen, Taryn and Rosina all smirked at each other and stifled a giggle. When Taryn delivered Owen's light breakfast, Owen had already taken the hint to settle down and had engaged Richard in idle conversation about news of the day. Taryn then approached with her breakfast and sat down between Richard and Owen.

Taryn got a sly smile from Rosina over the significance of her seating choice because Rosina was sitting right across from Taryn, in a similar position. The family chatted and visited for the brief time they had before each had to go their own way. As they chatted, Taryn and Rosina each decided to have a little fun with Owen. Both reached over with a foot each and ran it up the closest of Owen's leg. Each lady thought she was being unique and daring all on her own. When her foot got to Owen's crotch and felt another foot there, her eyes shot up at an instant. When her eyes fell on the shocked face of the woman sitting across the table to her, they couldn't help but giggle for a moment before quieting down. For his part own just gave each woman a conspiratorial smile as he continued to eat his breakfast with a smirk ever present on his face.

It wasn't much longer before the family split up and each went their own way for the day. Owen and Rosina went to College, but today they left together and only separated when they got to campus and had to go to their respective classes. Richard went to the office to burry himself in work and the hollow routine that was his day. Richard was the only family member who was still suffering and found relief in the distraction that was a full work schedule. Taryn went to work at the spa and liked leaving the house for work, even though she wasn't getting paid for it. The routine of a regular life outside of the house was an even larger payoff for Taryn.

The day passed well and quick and unlike yesterday, today Taryn found that even the most difficult of customers couldn't get under her skin. She was happy and content with herself and her life, as strange and odd as it may now seem to an outsider. Karen even noticed Taryn's good mood and tried to get Taryn to tell her the reason for her joviality. All Taryn would say is that she was enjoying life, now that she had an interest outside of home. That was partly the truth, her work at the spa did make her feel good, but that wasn't the real reason. It was her improved relationship with her children, albeit a bizarre and twisted one. Taryn couldn't deny that they all were much closer than they ever had been before.

Much to Taryn's surprise, Rosina showed up around three O'clock that afternoon. Rosina had a short day Tuesday, so she could show up at the spa a few hours before Owen would arrive. Unlike the casual, bare acknowledgment greeting that had become the norm over Rosina's teen years, this time she was excited to see her mother.

"MOM!" Rosina squealed with delight as she walked in the front door of the spa.

"ROSIE!" Taryn shouted with glee as she swiftly walked toward her daughter. "How was your day?" she asked as she embraced Rosina and hugged her tightly.

The pair giggled their glee and excitement for seeing each other as they sat down in two chairs in the waiting room. The fact that they had indeed missed each other so much was not lost on either of them. They chatted about their days and visited, appearing more like friends than mother and daughter. When Karen came out she almost had to do a double take for it was a pleasant surprise to see Taryn and Rosina chatting and giggling so energetically. They didn't notice Karen come out with the latest client, take her money. As the lady left there was a slight touch of envy on her face as she looked at the mother and daughter getting along so well.

"Well, aren't you a pair of giggle-twins?" Karen said in an astonished tone of voice, with a broad smile on her face. "I haven't seen you in a few years, Rosina, my how you've grown!" she added with a cheery smile on her face.

"You're being too kind, I haven't grown an inch in years and I still have the body of a thirteen year old boy!" Rosina huffed back with a disappointed scowl; it was a sore point with her.

"I can think of someone who might disagree with that last point," Taryn said in a sly, yet knowing tone of voice.

Rosina's eyes went wide as she realized her mother was talking about Owen. It filled her with a sense of satisfaction and joy knowing that at least one man thought she was attractive, and that man was her Master at that. She looked over at Taryn and the pair giggled once more, while Karen shook her head.

"Anyone I should know about?" Karen asked with interest and hope in hearing some good gossip.

"Sorry, our little secret," Taryn replied with a Cheshire-cat grin that she held for a moment before, once again, Taryn and Rosina giggled like schoolgirls.

"Fine, keep your secrets then!" Karen huffed as she rolled her eyes in mock offence. "Did you come here to entertain the customers or would you like a spa treatment, on your mother's nickel," she added and tossed Taryn a wink to make sure Taryn knew that it was free.

"Well if mom's paying, give me the works!" Rosina replied with glee, her whole being lit up.

As she disappeared into the back of the spa, she tossed Taryn a wink and blew her a kiss. Rosina was treated to the same round of spa treatments that Taryn was on her first visit to the spa. The spa treatment was something that Rosina had indulged herself in, once in a while but never the 'whole enchilada' like today. Rosina felt quite pampered and privileged, and by the end of it that she had a near permanent, satisfied smile on her face. When Karen and Rosina entered the bikini-waxing room, Rosina had only just given Karen the expected, odd look, when Taryn arrived.

"I'll do this part," Taryn said in a delicate manner to Karen who nodded her agreement but didn't say anything as she left the room.

On Friday of last week, one of the regular customers allowed Taryn to tag along during her visit. Karen had agreed to give her the full treatment at a reduced price in order to show Taryn how to do each and every station at the spa. Taryn was interested and if Taryn was skilled enough then they could handle twice as many customers. When Taryn asked to do the bikini-wax, while anyone else may have thought it was odd, she just realized that Taryn wanted the practice.

"Alright you, get out of that robe and hop up on the table," she added as she closed the door behind Karen and pointed at the exam table.

"Geez, are the stirrups really necessary?" Rosina chuckled as she removed her robe and approached the gynecological exam table.

"Absolutely, it keeps you from squirming!" Taryn said as she pulled up the stool and settled herself between Rosina's legs.

"So are you going to make me look like you?" Rosina asked with eager curiosity as she looked down to her mother who was examining her pussy up close.

"Yep, that was what I was supposed do to," Taryn said as she gathered up the necessary supplies to begin the waxing.

"You mean, that's what Master ordered, don't you?" Rosina said with glee in her voice as she eyed up her mother for a reaction.

"Don't call him that outside the house!" Taryn scolded Rosina as she began the waxing.

"I have to call him something! It doesn't feel right to call him 'Owen' when we're talking about him as 'Master.' What should I call him then?" Rosina said before she squealed in pain, as the waxing began.

"I don't know, but not that!" Tarn said with a slightly less perturbed manner as she continued the waxing.

"I mean, he has given us nicknames so he can refer to us as 'Slaves' in public without anyone knowing, why can't we give him a nickname so we can call him 'Master' in public?" Rosina asked curiously but when Taryn pulled the wax off Rosina didn't make a sound.

"Good idea, do you have any ideas on what to call him?" Taryn asked as she continued to perform the waxing.

For the next while both women thought of what nickname would be appropriate to give Owen. The waxing gave way to the pussy shaving, and then to the pubic hair trimming. For Taryn that was the most difficult, trimming Rosina's pubic hair into the required "O" shape. Taryn and Rosina should have been uncomfortable being in this intimate of contact to each other, but they weren't. Taryn was shaving and trimming her daughter's pussy and yet she wasn't unnerved by it. Neither was Rosina embarrassed to have her mother handle and trim up her most private of areas. There was a strange easiness with which they regarded each other's bodies that was not normal for mother and daughter. When Taryn was almost done Rosina let slip a purr that made it obvious that she was turned on.

"You are a horny little bitch aren't you?" Taryn chuckled as she finished up the last trim of Rosina's patch of pubic hair.

"Sorry, just the shaving and vibrations feel reeeeaaaaaal good!" Rosina added in a deep, guttural tone of voice as she shot her mother wide eyes, to further show her excitement.

Taryn looked into her daughter's eyes and she could tell that indeed Rosina was horny and needed to take the edge off. The sensible thing to do would be to leave the room and allow her daughter to finish herself off in private. Taryn looked up into Rosina's eyes and sighed while a smirk crept across her face. She reached into the lower drawer of the rolling cabinet and retrieved the vibrator that lived there.

"Not a word of this to anyone!" Taryn said while waving the vibrator at Rosina, giving her a stern look before she turned the buzzing pleasure device on.

"Are you gonna?" Rosina asked with shock and excitement as she watched her mother plunge the vibrator into her pussy. "Oh MOM!" Rosina moaned out in blissful satisfaction.

"Don't call me that NOW!" Taryn scoffed as she shot Rosina a dirty look.

"Sorry, Red, it just feels sooooo good!" Rosina said as she laid back and reveled in the wondrous sensations that filled her body.

"Damn, Cat, you are tight! How the hell does he even fit in here!" Taryn chuckled as she continued to thrust the vibrator in and out of her daughter's pussy.

"It feels like he splits me in two but DAMN does it feel incredible!" Rosina said with a look of reverence on her face as she looked down at her mother.

"He does have a gorgeous cock," Taryn admitted in a hushed tone of voice as she glanced up into her daughter's eyes and the pair giggled.

"Tell me about it, I still can't believe you get that fat thing down your throat!" Rosina chuckled as she let out another purr of satisfaction, while collapsing back on the exam table.

"Practice my dear, practice," Taryn purred in a naughty tone of voice as she shot Rosina a wink.

"Oh, Red, yes just like that!" Rosina moaned as quietly as she could while her lower body started to gyrate. "Cumming! Cumming, Red, you're making me cum!" Rosina hissed out, as her orgasm overtook her and her whole body shook and vibrated.

Taryn pulled the vibrator out of her daughter's quivering pussy only after Rosina's orgasm was over. As her daughter laid there legs spread and dripping, satisfied pussy, breathing heavy to catch her breath, a wicked thought flashed though Taryn's brain. It was a thought to lean forward and taste Rosina, but it vanished as quickly as it entered. Taryn stood up, tossed Rosina a towel that had been folded neatly on a pile across the small room.

"Do you feel better now? You'd best clean yourself up, dear," Taryn said as she leaned on a counter and waited for Rosina to stir.

"That was wonderful, just what I needed, Mom," Rosina said with a satisfied smirk on her face and a dreamy quality to her voice. "Kinky, hot and just what I needed, thanks," she added with a naughty wink to Taryn.

"Just remember, not a word of it to anyone, especially to 'you know who,' got it?" Taryn warned sternly as she shook her finger at Rosina while wearing a smirk that wouldn't go away.

"I GOT IT!" Rosina shouted as she bolted upright, after taking her legs out of the stirrups.

"What?" Taryn asked curiously, with a raised eyebrow.

"I know what we can call 'you know who,' when we're in public!" Rosina said with a giddy giggle as she wiped her pussy clean with the towel.

"Okay, what?" Taryn asked curiously as handed Rosina her robe.

"We can call him 'Moe,' what do you think?" Rosina asked with eager anticipation to see how her idea would be received.

"Moe? Why 'Moe,' dear?" Taryn asked with a slightly confused look on her face.

"Don't you get it? It stands for 'Master Owen,' silly," Rosina chuckled as she shook her head and put on her robe.

"That's not a bad idea, Moe, I like it!" Taryn chuckled as she approached her daughter, put her arm around her waist and escorted her out of the room.

"Do you think Moe will like my 'new look,' mom?" Rosina asked with a giddy tone of voice.

"I know Moe will love it!" Taryn said as she squeezed Rosina tighter and the pair giggled, yet again.

Karen was escorting a new client to one of the rooms in the back, the facial room. She looked up and saw Taryn and her daughter walking toward the change rooms, arm around each other. Karen shook her head as she thought she had just heard sounds of sex coming from the bikini-wax room. She knew that the long day had been playing tricks on her. Sure, occasionally she had to bring a client off who got a little worked up from the trimming and waxing, as she had to do with Taryn herself. The thought of a mother bringing off her own daughter was too bizarre a concept to even contemplate. Karen pushed the thought out of her mind and focused on the job at hand, the client's facial

Karen escorted the new client to the facial room, to begin her facial. It didn't take long to get settled into the usual routine of talking to the client about what was going to happen. During the talk she noticed that she was out of an item needed in the process of the facial. Karen excused herself and walked to the back storeroom to get a fresh jar.

As she passed the change room she noticed that the door was not quite closed. Her instinct was to close the door that was notorious for not staying closed if you didn't close it right. What she saw through the barely open door took her breath away and shocked Karen who thought she had seen it all. There was Rosina, Taryn's daughter who was getting changed into her clothes. That is not what shocked her, it was the way her pubic hair had been trimmed; it was done in an unusual but familiar style. As Rosina bent to pick up her panties Karen could see that her pussy was shaved bare. As the young woman turned and pulled up her panties, Karen could clearly see that her pubic hair had been trimmed into the shape of an "O;" she was flabbergasted.

Karen had trimmed Taryn's pussy in exactly the same way and in all her years running this spa she had never had anyone else ask for that exact style. What was the significance? Why did a mother and daughter want their privates shaved exactly the same way? Karen didn't get it, but the thought left her with an uncomfortable feeling. Karen tried to shake it off and ignore it as a family quirk, but she knew something strange was up. Perhaps she did hear sounds of sex coming from the bikini-wax room earlier? Could something be going on? They did seem so close and tight? Where the too close? Karen tried not to look upset or unnerved as she returned to the facial room and the client at hand.

Since the client had only wanted a quick facial before a date that evening, the facial didn't take that long. The client had not changed and instead had been covered with a large bib to protect her clothes. After the facial was over, Karen walked out to the front with the client and saw four people talking and visiting amongst themselves. Karen finished up with the client and turned her attention to the people in the room.

She now noticed that Taryn was talking to Rosina and another young man who had a striking family resemblance. He was handsome and seemed to tower over Rosina but was only noticeably taller than Taryn. Both Taryn and Rosina were quite happy to see him and were talking to him almost exclusively. Occasionally Veronica, Karen's own daughter would be involved in the conversation.

"Hello, who's your friend?" Karen asked as she approached the four chatty people.

"He's no friend he's my brother, Owen!" Rosina said in a playful scoff as she swatted Owen on his chest, her hand resting on his chest after the smack was over.

"Nice to meet you, Owen, what brings you here, a facial perhaps?" Karen teased with a wink and a chuckle.

"No, no, I just came by to pick up my two favorite ladies, to take them out for the evening," Owen said with a broad smile as he put his arm around the waist of both Taryn and Rosina.

"Isn't he such a wonderful son?" Taryn beamed with motherly pride as she smiled up at her son with a look that was a touch too affectionate.

"Yes, quite," Karen said with a smile to cover her nervousness as she looked at the three happy people before her, arm in arm, in arm.

"Well, we gotta go, it was nice to meet you, Karen," Owen said with a confident smile as he reached out to shake Karen's hand with a firm grip.

"Affectionate family," Veronica said with a queer look on her face after the trio had left.

"Yes, quite," Karen said and still something struck her as odd about the way the three of them related to each other.

It wasn't until she passed the change room on the way to the tiny bathroom in the back that a disturbing thought crossed her brain. As she saw the door to the change room, she suddenly remembered seeing Rosina's "O" shaped pubic hair and stopped in her tracks. Her chin dropped as she wondered if the "O" stood for "Owen," but she couldn't believe it. Why would a mother and sister shave his initial into their most private of places unless something wasn't going on? They seemed to be so nice and decent; it wasn't possible, wasn't it? Karen shuddered as she, once again told herself that she was imagining things. There must be a logical explanation for the "O" shaped pubic hair, and the affection between the three of them. Karen knew she needed to get some answers before she could put the matter to rest.

Perhaps she could talk to Taryn and get the answers out of her somehow. Maybe she could get Taryn to open up and tell her what was going on. What if they went out for drinks one night? It would give them a change to talk outside of work, and with a bit of wine, maybe Taryn would talk. Karen didn't like prying into the personal life of a friend that she had just become reacquainted with, but felt it was important. If something intimate was going on between the three of them, clearly it was up to a true friend to help straighten them out. Karen needed to know and help them out of the sick world that she feared they had fallen into.