All three of us were naked (well, Mom wore her black corset, lifting her round breasts into delicious mounds, and her thigh-high, heeled boots), our f...t nipples and clits freshly pierced, marked by my dominating Daddy. Though I had mind control powers, I gave myself to my parents.To my daddy.I loved the kiss of the warm sun on my naked breasts as we stepped out of the tattoo parlor onto the street. The foot traffic passing us froze at the sight of us, guys grinning and women gasping. I. The stupid thing had cost me a mint to get, but Jack had sworn it was worth it. The last six months had been a fog for me after the death of my parents and my sister's disappearance. In an effort to shake me from my lethargy, he had insisted I attend this "show". There were about ten other guys in the room, and most of them looked like repeat customers. We formed a rough line and made our way towards the door, pushing through the curtain one at a time.The guy at the door tore my ticket in two,. Not long after I ever so slowly pulled off my now bulging jock-strap to release my fully erect penis.Standing completely nude gave me an overwhelming sense of relief of my humdrum existence, but also of panic; what if a security guard, yet alone a shopper walked in.By now, I was beating my rock hard uncut cock to a sticky precum slick lather; it must have been nearly 15 minutes and nobody had strolled in to catch me in the act.I could feel myself getting closer to an uncontrollable orgasmic. Again, I looked at Lily to check out her expression. I wasn’t sure whether she had any lesbian genes in her, but at that moment it was my sincerest hope. Again, she smiled at me, and again, I wasn’t sure at all what was behind that smile.The next slaps were on my thighs, after which he stopped for a second and looked at me, and then his eyes went down to my breasts. I wondered how much that would hurt.I didn’t want to seem too eager to lose clothes, so I pointed at my less-than-medium-sized.