I could hear daddy telling grandpa that he and I had been lovers for a long time and that I was the best fuck he’d ever had. I could tell grandpa wa... immensely interested in each word dad had to say, and I noticed how grandpa would brush his hand down on his crotch a couple of times, an obvious bulge growing there. In just a bit, daddy reached back inside the back seat, taking my hand and helping me out of the car. He told me that I was to go with grandpa, that grandpa wanted to spend some time. "that's a good girl" walking out the front door naked . I guess to wash up. Looking at mom on her hands and knees, arching her back so her ass sticks up in the air, moving her ass side to side slowly , seductively, all the while sucking my hard cock. I look down at her face and she looked up at me with my cock deep in her mouth, making eye contact and holding it. I moan and say "'your my fucking bitch now" "say IT" mom keeps the eye contact and repeats " yes my love I am your fucking bitch ,. I could feel it, though. They were delighted with my choice. Of course they were. That explained all the belligerence. But I pretended to be as gracious as she pretended to be, business as usual in the Fine household. Everything settled and smoothed over, we headed to the main hall to find the men folk. The thick oak door to Dad’s study was still closed as we approached. I stopped, stunned, as I heard voices through the door I thought was soundproof, a door from beyond which I had never heard a. Without thinking we both moved and it was over with all the undead guards down. I was unhurt but Cat had a small cut on her arm.I reached out feeling for more of the guards but there were none. I relaxed and retrieved my other sword before facing the kneeling mage, “we are here to free you but you will need to be patient, there are still traps.”She looked at me for a long minute before slowly nodding. I looked at the cut on Cat’s arm before pulling a kerchief out of my pocket and wrapping it,.