Although he was not consciously emitting pheromones, it was obvious that something was exciting his wives. Each of them sported prominent nipples and ...lushed faces. Well, I couldn't find many things that would keep my mind off the pain more than the sight of those nipples, he thought as he pushed his body. "Thirty-nine," he said aloud..."forty." He was past his comfort zone. I can do ten more, he thought. This is more weight than I've ever lifted, and it almost seems like cheating. I'm well. I did it again without being told to in hopes for another spanking. However that didn't happen. Daddy grabbed me by my throat and squeezed hard and told me never to do something unless I was told to. I managed to get out an ok before I passed out.When I came to I was the one tied up and my sister was not. I was in a sitting position tied spread eagle to the support beam. My sister was eating me out, she wasn't as good as Daddy was but she still made me moan. Daddy was fucking her. Daddy gave me. As I did so, terror and hopelessness gave way to a deadly, emotionlesscalm. Had I been less exhausted I might have felt satisfaction, as thatcalm was familiar. It had seen me through bloody battles and horribledecisions. It was the determination that had let me thrive in the worldeven when I felt I didn't belong. I sat up, and the sway of my bosomdidn't matter, nor did the view of my slim arms. I was still me in mysoul, where it really mattered.Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself up and took. ..I felt a little guilty, sat there as I was with a full erection, and did notice Cassy glancing down at the area a few times, the outline of it not hidden totally. As we sat quietly, Cassy reclined a little further, holding little Shannon to her breast, and then gazed at me in a different way...she noticed I was looking at her free breast and by now had seen my state of arousal....in a slight, whispered sigh, she breathed,' it's ok dad, come here,' and she lifted her bare breast in a cupped.