The Mother and Daughters' Resolve
The day after I had brazenly taken all three of them—mother and daughters both—I slept in late. No matter how strong my lust or how solid my stamina, handling three women at once was exhausting work. We had practically spent the entire previous day in bed, so when I finally woke it was to an empty house.
Eat up, son~
I headed to the kitchen, ate the meal she had left ready for me, and checked my phone. Mom had texted.
Talk? Well… it made sense that the three of them would need to have a conversation among themselves at least once.
Even I had to admit the situation we were in was far too enormous to simply gloss over. A mother and her daughters sleeping with their son and older brother—becoming his slaves—was something no normal person could even imagine.
As far as I was concerned, treating all three as slaves and training them was the end of it. Still, they needed a chance to discuss this new relationship among themselves.
I granted Mom's request. She thanked me and, as a little treat for me to jerk off to, sent a photo she had just taken of herself naked and kneeling on her desk in a full submission pose. I spent the time that followed exactly as she intended.
"You're here?"
On the quiet third floor of a café, Jihee waited. When her daughters arrived she took an elegant sip of coffee and greeted them.
"Yeah…"
"So why did you call us?"
"Well… you already have a pretty good idea, don't you?"
Seohee said nothing, but Dohee asked with a faint look of doubt. She understood why they were here; she just wondered about having the conversation without their older brother present.
"I've already told Heetae… It's simply better if we settle things among ourselves first so the 'report' goes smoothly."
Their mother, Jihee, referred to telling her son about their conversation as a report—the word a subordinate uses when explaining something to a superior. Without even raising her voice she made it unmistakably clear to her daughters that she stood beneath him.
Dohee showed little reaction, but Seohee, who grasped the full weight of the word more clearly, flushed faintly across her cheeks.
"So both of you have made up your minds for certain, then?"
"Yes… I'm Oppa's… slave."
"Ah—!"
At her mother's question Seohee answered without the slightest hesitation, declaring herself her older brother's slave. She had harbored feelings for him and longed to be trained by him long before either her mother or Dohee had imagined; for her, the present situation was nothing short of ideal.
"And Dohee? Don't tell me you've changed your mind."
"N-no… I… I'm Oppa's… too…"
When she was being trained, Dohee's arousal switch flipped and she became more shameless than anyone. In ordinary moments, however, she still grew embarrassed. Unlike her mother and Seohee she had far less resistance to this kind of talk, so speaking the words out loud clearly shamed her.
"Dohee. Say it properly. I already know, but if you can't say it with your own mouth it means nothing!"
"Ugh… I-I'm Oppa's slave too."
Face burning red, Dohee finally laid her feelings bare for her mother. Hearing both daughters declare themselves slaves to her son, Jihee trembled once and sank into pure happiness.
"That's right. Mom is Heetae's… no—Master's sex slave."
She stressed the words sex slave. Dohee already knew and had seen it with her own eyes, yet her expression still flickered with surprise. There was not a shred of shame in Jihee's bearing; her submission ran so deep that if Heetae ordered it she would stand naked in the middle of the street and repeat those same words without flinching.
Once all three had spoken honestly, Dohee flushed with embarrassment, Seohee remained expressionless, and Jihee wore a thoroughly satisfied smile.
Haaaah♡ This is truly the best♡
Jihee was overflowing with joy at having finally realized the dream she had carried for so long. That her two daughters would also become slaves serving the same Master as herself was beyond anything she had expected—and it only excited her more. It felt like compensation for all the years she had endured without being able to satisfy herself.
Hehe♡ Things are only going to get more fun from here~
Imagining the filthy, humiliating sights she would show her daughters, and the lewd sights of her daughters she would get to witness in turn, Jihee felt her pussy grow wet of its own accord.
"By the way, Seohee—when did you start wanting Heetae to train you?"
"Mm… quite a while ago."
Looking a little shy, Seohee told her story. She had nurtured her love for her older brother since she was much younger, but believing it could never be real she had written erotic novels to vent her desires. Somewhere along the way SM elements crept in, and her fantasies gradually became dreams of serving him as her Master.
She had noticed the very first time their mother, Jihee, was trained at home. All three of them had sharp noses; they had caught the scent and even spied on the sessions more than once. What Seohee felt then was not disappointment in her mother or brother—it was hope for herself.
Her mind simply worked differently from most people's. If Mom could be trained like that, then she could be trained too. She had waited for the right moment, only for Dohee to get trained first; by the time it was nearly finished, Seohee had entered as a slave as well.
Hearing that her little sister had known everything, Dohee turned her face away, cheeks scarlet. Learning that the sounds of sex and training in Oppa's room had all been overheard made even Jihee color slightly. She had been training the longest, after all, and of course there had been plenty of times she had done it in Heetae's room thinking the girls would never know.
"Dohee's liked Heetae since she was little, so… looks like she inherited Mom's masochistic streak after all."
"Yeah… Unnie always liked Oppa a lot…"
Jihee teased, and Seohee joined right in.
"Wh-who did?! It's only because I got trained…!"
Still too embarrassed to speak boldly in her normal state, Dohee muttered the words timidly while her mother and sister watched her with open amusement and laughed.
"Anyway!! So we've all decided… to live as Oppa's slaves…"
Dohee tried to change the subject, but the topic itself only made her more embarrassed.
They had formed a family relationship so extreme it was doubtful whether another like it even existed in the world—and not one of them felt a shred of regret.
"Good. Then can you accept anything Heetae does to you?"
"Yes."
"Me too."
Growing used to this kind of talk, Dohee answered without hesitation. She had already undergone outdoor exposure training so severe that being seen by outsiders could have ruined her life; somewhere in her heart she even carried the strange pride that what she had endured was among the most extreme things possible.
"Hehe. Wonderful. Then let's head back—we mustn't keep Master waiting too long~"
Having confirmed her daughters' hearts, Jihee smiled in deep satisfaction.
Perfect. Nothing left to hold me back. Hehehe♡
The real reason she had arranged this meeting was to hear her daughters' feelings for herself. Not mere confirmation—she wanted an indirect measure of just how deep their submission ran and how high a level of training they could endure.
Their answers gave her the certainty that she no longer needed to hesitate. Even Jihee had felt a mother's reluctance at the idea of forcing her daughters into slavery under her son. In front of Heetae she had sworn she would offer them up completely, yet she was still a mother. That they had chosen of their own free will to become slaves alongside her meant all hesitation was gone—and that made the present moment all the sweeter.
She was happier now than she had ever been, knowing she would live a life even more thrilling than the wretched slavery she had always dreamed of.
"We're home, son~♡"
She threw herself into my arms the moment they walked through the door.
"You finished talking?"
"Yes♡ Hehe. Then let me show you how we feel♡"
The second they returned Mom came and clung to me. It was a cute gesture completely at odds with her usual dignified self—the first time she had hugged me in front of Dohee and Seohee since I was a child.
There was no longer any need to hide. The way she looked right now was closer to her true self than anything else.
Dohee flushed and turned her head; Seohee watched with open envy.
"All right. Show me—yours, Mom's, Dohee's, Seohee's."
"Yes~♡ Ready?"
"Mm…"
"Okay…"
Mom and my younger sisters began to undress slowly. Dohee hesitated a little from embarrassment, but in the end she stripped completely bare.
"Ooooh~!"
Fully naked, the three of them gazed at me with eyes thick with lust. My cock stiffened of its own accord, tenting my pants, and the sight only made mother and daughters swallow hard and grow more aroused.
With Mom leading, Dohee and Seohee took places on either side of her. All three slowly sank to their knees before me, hands folded neatly, and pressed their foreheads to the floor.
It was the pose of absolute submission—something no mother or sister should ever take before a son or older brother. Yet they assumed it without the slightest hesitation, volunteering of their own will to become my slaves.
"Son… Master. From this moment on, we three—mother and daughters—are Master's slaves♡ Please use us however you wish, as much as you desire♡♡"