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Swiss Mix - Chapter 26

By DoggyStyle57, March 2010

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Late July, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

They twin maids, Flora and Frieda, entered their Master's bedroom, walked over to Lord Karl and kissed him, standing on tip toes, and then moved to flank their brother, protectively. "Good evening, Master. How may we please you tonight?" they asked in unison.

Lord Karl stood for a moment, admiring the three foxy siblings, lined up before him. Flora and Frieda stood to either side of their older brother, nearly perfect copies of one another - identical twins dressed in identical French Maid uniforms. The only way he could tell the two vixens apart was that Flora was wearing a small pair of gold, flower-shaped ear clips, positioned about halfway up the outer edge of her pretty, pointed ears, while her sister Frieda wore a thin gold chain bracelet on her right wrist. Lord Karl had given them both the jewelry shortly after he hired them, before he had even so much as kissed them, precisely so he could tell them apart. He wondered, however, how often they traded the items, just to fool people. The red furred vixens both had white muzzles and chests, and a white tail tip, while their paws, and the outermost third of each leg or arm were sable furred. The green-eyed vixens both looked eager and at ease, and Lord Karl could smell that both were in heat.

Their big brother, Hugo, looked far less comfortable. He was dressed in simple workman's clothes - dark khaki cargo pants and a tan short-sleeved shirt, and plain black sneakers and socks. All clean, but somewhat rumpled, as if he didn't own an iron, or know how to use one. He had never been permitted inside the mansion proper before, let alone in the Master's bedchamber, and was probably feeling very much out of place. He looked very much like his younger sisters, though of course more muscular and masculine in build. Still, At fifteen and just three years older than his sisters, Hugo was young enough to have a bit of feminine grace about him - and old enough to be rather self-conscious about that fact. His tail twitched nervously behind him.

The boy was about 4 ' 7 " tall, and his two sisters were both only 4' 3" tall. By comparison, the Lord of the Manor towered over them all, 6' 2 " tall and easily 200 pounds of very muscular Bernese Mountain Dog. His thigh-length crimson silk dressing gown emphasized his powerful physique, and was a sharp contrast to his black, rust and white fur. At 44, he was in the prime of his health, and though roughly three times as old as the three foxes before him, he was well known for his stamina and his ability to please his maids repeatedly.

Lord Karl took a sip of his drink, then said, "Well, first, let's see if we can get your brother more relaxed, my Pets. He looks like he is afraid I am going to eat him alive. Help him to undress, but leave your own maid uniforms on, for the moment. Then take him to my bed, and enjoy some foreplay together."

"Yes Master!" the vixens said happily, almost dragging their brother to the bedside, and starting to unfasten his shoes and his pants.

Hugo swallowed hard, but allowed himself to be led to the bed, and stripped by his sisters. As they removed his clothes, he looked back at Lord Karl. "Ummmm. Sir? Begging your pardon, sir, but, should I be calling you 'Master', or just 'Sir', or... what? I know my place when I am out tending the gardens and the like, but this... situation... is rather new and overwhelming."

Lord Karl smiled. "I won't object if you choose to call me Master, Hugo, but I won't require it of you either. Perhaps you would be more comfortable with a less formal title? You three could address me as 'Papa', while we are together privately like this, if you like. I would be honored if you grew to think of me as a surrogate father - one who approves of the bond you three have formed with each other, and wishes to teach you to fully enjoy its possibilities."

Hugo looked rather doubtful, now in the fur and being led to the bed by his horny sisters. "Somehow, I doubt our real father and mother would have been so... approving... of what my sisters and I do. Or that Papa would have joined us in our bed. But I hope they could understand and forgive us, for we do love each other. Maybe... Maybe it will help, to ease the guilt I sometimes feel... Papa."

"There's my good boy! Frieda, Flora? Any objections there?"

They looked at each other a moment, nodded slightly to each other, and then replied in unison, "No, Papa!" Then they knelt on either side of their brother, one stroking his sheath while the other licked at the tip of his shaft.

Hugo closed his eyes and groaned with pleasure. "Ohhh, God, Sis... that's so good..."

Lord Karl set down his drink and slipped off his dressing gown, and sat on the edge of the bed, where he could caress Frieda's upturned rump, her tail hole, and her slit. She wriggled when he touched her intimately, murring with pleasure.

"We could do many things tonight, my 'children'. One things that Hugo and I were discussing before you pretty vixens arrived was the possibility of my teaching the three of you how to enjoy anal sex. Then he and I could team up on each of you, one vixen at a time, the two of us giving you a double-penetration. Would you like that?"

Flora moved between her brother's thighs, so Lord Karl could reach her butt too, and said, "Can our brother be first there, for us? He's not as big as you are, Papa, and besides, we want to give him that gift." She resumed sucking her brother's shaft as she waited for a reply.

Lord Karl reached over and started petting the second vixen's butt as well. "Yes. Your brother can be first, and then I will follow him with each of you."

Frieda kissed her brother, then leaned back and kissed her Master. "Teach us, Papa. Teach your 'son' to fuck his sister's tight little butts!"

"How about you, son? You up to the task of reaming your sisters?" Lord Karl asked.

"I... oh Gods... Yes, Papa. Teach us all to do it right. Show me what to do," the boy said.

"All right. Girls, kneel on the bed over by the pillows, with your heads pointing toward the bathroom door. Son, you get behind them. I'll kneel in front, and I can watch what you do in that mirror above the headboard." He got off the bed for a moment, then paused by the nightstand. "Do any of you need to use the bathroom, at all? I know Flora and Frieda have been told to always take care of that before attending me, but I failed to give Hugo that warning. While I have no intention of using Hugo's butt, we don't want any of us to be distracted by a full bladder or any other need to go."

"I'm good... Papa," Hugo said, with only a slight delay in addressing his employer with that term. "The adult Vixen who led me here through the tunnels suggested I use the bathroom in the garage, before we came here."

"We're good, too, Papa! We kind of hoped we'd play this new game tonight, so we were extra careful and washed ourselves afterwards, too," said Frieda.

"I noticed that. That was very considerate and thoughtful of you both," said Lord Karl. "It's an important point to be clean and empty, before trying this sort of playtime. Some people may like it when it 'gets messy', but the only 'mess' I like is seeing a heaping helping of fox cream or puppy seed flowing from the girl's tail or slit. I take similar precautions myself, before I summon anyone to my bed, no matter what I plan to do. It's much more pleasant to lick someone who is clean, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes Papa!" the three siblings replied. Hugo was getting better at timing his replies with those of his sisters.

Lord Karl took a tube of lubricating gel from his bedside table, and handed it to Hugo. Then he got back onto the bed, positioned so both vixens were within licking range of his sheath. "Put about the same amount of that lube on your finger as you would toothpaste on a toothbrush, and start rubbing that much onto each of your sister's tail holes. Then slowly slip just one finger into each of them, and work it around. Take your time. They will be very tight at first, but they will stretch out pretty fast, if they both relax." He stroked each vixen's hair and ears as their brother began to lube them up.

Hugo complied, and soon has one finger of each paw in each of his sister's bums. "Yah, they're both so tight! You're sure they can take me, even? Let alone you, Papa?"

Flora and Frieda both squirmed and moaned as their brother invaded their tail holes. "We'll do it, brother! OH! Get another finger into each of us," Flora pleaded. "Ohhhh, this feels SO weird! But good, too. Keep going, brother!" added Frieda.

Lord Karl presented his shaft to the two young vixens to lick, and they started doing so with no further prompting. "Good girls! Now Hugo, when you can get three fingers in easily, your sisters will be ready for you, Just slip that pointy fox cock of yours into the first one who seems loose enough! Try not to knot her, though. They probably aren't ready for that in the backside!"

"Yes Papa! Flora, I think you're ready. Shall I?" the lad asked his sister.

"Ohhh! Stop teasing us and do it, brother!" Flora replied, her tail held high over her back.

"Hey! I'm ready too! Give her a few pokes, and then do me too! Then you can do one of us while Papa does the other!" Frieda added.

Hugo eased into Flora's slippery butt, and humped her slowly a few times. "So tight and hot! You feel all right now, sister? It doesn't hurt?"

"It feels great, Hugo!" she giggled. "You ought to try it yourself! Your butt's the same as ours!"

"Flora!" he cried out, shocked.

"Just teasing, brother. Though Frieda and I like girl/girl stuff, so I don't see why you'd object to at least trying boy/boy stuff."

Hugo pulled out and swatted Flora on the rump, as he moved to take his other sister's tail hole. "Just for that, I'll finish in Frieda, and you can get the Master's big cock in your newly-stretched bum!"

Lord Karl crawled behind Flora. "The lad's got a point. He doesn't have to consider submitting his own ass to me, unless he really wants it. I'd rather have a pretty vixen's butt anyway!" and he thrust into his maid firmly, sinking half his length in the first thrust.

"EEEP! Easy, Papa! I was only joking! Gods, you feel so huge back there!" Flora squealed.

The lord of the manor looked over at Frieda and Hugo, who was now humping his other sister's backside quite energetically. "For what it's worth, a man's butt does feel the same as a girl's. But the girls are more fun to cuddle while you ream them! Now make sure you reach beneath her, and play with her clitty, so she climaxes too. Some girls can come just from getting it up the backside, but most appreciate the extra stimulation up front."

Soon they had both vixens squealing and moaning, and when the boy and his Lord finished their own climaxes, they traded girls and went at it again. Neither had any problems maintaining their erections for a second pass, with such eager vixens beneath them.

Later, they all cleaned up, and Hugo and Lord Karl each tried to mate 'properly' with one of the sisters. Lord Karl was able to fill Frieda, but Hugo had to finish Flora's needs with his tongue. He was too exhausted to fill her.

It was very late when the siblings departed that night. The sisters were supporting each other as they walked, weak-kneed, back to their rooms. Hugo almost had to be carried home by Karla.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 27

By DoggyStyle57, April 2010

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August, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

Lord Karl continued to enjoy the services of all his maids, rotating through them as usual. But he began to especially look forward to the nights when he would summon Flora, Frieda and their brother Hugo, or when he would summon Elsa and her father, Elias. Being directly involved with males who were actively committing incest with their own sisters or daughter was giving him a thrill unlike any he had ever known. Never having had any sisters himself, and his own two daughters at the Estate, Marie and Heidi, still being much too young to consider (a four year old and an infant still in diapers), this was as close as he ever could have hoped to committing incest himself.

With the boy and his two sisters, he continued the charade that the girls were unprotected, and that each mating with their brother carried a risk that he might impregnate them. Of course, both girls were actually on Norplant, but didn't realize that the 5-year contraceptive hadn't been an inoculation of another sort. The girls were soon begging their brother to give them each a baby, once they realized how those comments turned on their Master. And it had a very stirring effect on their brother, as well.

With the father and daughter, he had the girl put on the pill, so the father would be assured he could not impregnate his girl, but so both Elias and Lord Karl could fill her with their seed. The two older men would often take turns with the girl, one filling her with his seed, and then the other licking her clean before filling her in turn with his own, for the other to lick out. At other times, they would double penetrate the little girl, with Lord Karl up his maid's tailhole, and her father filling her cunny. This drove the young maid wild with pleasure, satisfying both her lovers at once, and being satisfied by them.

Lord Karl was watching a videotape of his most recent threesome with Elias and Elsa, while rutting enthusiastically with Karla. His eyes were glazed as he watched himself on the screen, pounding into the young maid's cunny in the same position that he had the adult vixen Karla in now, while the maid on the TV screen sucked her father's cock. "Ohhhh... there's my good girl!" he moaned, as he started to fill both the maid beneath him and the one on the screen. "Take daddy's seed deep inside you, my sweet little girl!"

"Ohhh! It feels so warm in my tummy, Daddy!" Karla said with a giggle, as the adult vixen climaxed herself, and hugged her Master tightly. As their climaxes subsided, she turned off the tape and held her Master close, kissing him and cuddling as they remained tied by his knot. "Master?" she asked softly, "What if... What if you could really fuck your own daughter. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You get so turned on by the younger maids, and especially by the ones that are actually committing incest before your eyes. What would it be worth to you, if you had the chance to do that?"

Lord Karl stammered for a moment. "But Ma... my Heidi is still in diapers! I'd never consider it with such a young cub. And besides, her mother would flay me alive, if I tried that!" Almost blurted out 'Marie', he thought to himself. Cheri would likely have none of it either. "How can you even ask that?"

Karla looked bemused. "I didn't mean Heidi, darling. Of course she is much too young. But what if you could do it with some other child of yours, one whose mother approved of and encouraged the mating? A mother who even would happily participate while you fucked your daughter silly? What would it be worth, to you, if I gave my permission for you to mate with our daughter, Taylor?"

"You... you would allow that? But how could we? The risk would be too high, bringing her back and letting everyone know she was your daughter. Someone would do the math, and realize she must have been conceived just before your leave of absence, and might well be my by-blow. Besides, she's still, what, eight? Too young, even for my jaded tastes." His words said no, but his shaft throbbed and twitched inside Karla as she mentioned the idea.

"I would, as long as you keep frequently mating with me, on the same nights or as often as when you summon her. And who said I had to acknowledge her as mine? She's nine next month. In a year, she'll be old enough for you to bring in like any other maid, bought off her parents or found as an orphan in need of a home and employment. Here's my offer. You mate with me every time you mate with Taylor. Ether both of us at once, or me summoned after her, and before you summon her again. I can join the two of you secretly through the tunnels, so no one knows we're doing threesomes. M'Lady Kim will surely retire in the next few years, without any pushing at all. If you appoint me as her successor, as Senior Maid, I'll be in a perfect position to cover the truth by the time we bring Taylor here. Spend this year getting to know Taylor, secretly. Use that charm of yours on your daughter - the silver tongue that has won your way into so many maids' panties - and make her yours. We slowly get her curiosity going, ease her into the idea, and get her on contraceptives just before she turns ten. On her tenth birthday, you can take her virginity. Or when she turns eleven, if that is still too young for you. Though I am certain you've bedded at least three, if not all four, of the ten year old maids you've hired this year, haven't you? Once she is completely your lover, you bring her here openly, and we make sure she never tells anyone we are her parents! None of her paperwork indicates any relation to you, or even to my own legal name. It could work. Really, it could. And who else is in a better position to take over as Senior Maid? Cheri? I know you trust her, dear, but she's of much more use to you as a wet nurse and Governess for the children. Will you do it?"

"But why are you, her mother, so willing to do this, Karla? I would think that, all the excitement aside, a mother would resist the idea of their child mating with the girl's own father," Lord Karl asked, his shaft still twitching wildly within his maid's delightfully tight grip.

Now I have him_Karla thought to herself _He loves the idea, and now to set the hook... "Why? I'll tell you why, lover. Your agents found me in a home for wayward girls when I was 15, and you hired me when I was 16. Did they tell you why I was there? It was because I had gotten pregnant when I was 13. I got caught when the school officials noticed my swelling tummy, and had to agree to get an abortion. But I refused to name the father of the child. So they called me an 'attitude case' and sent off to reform school. But I couldn't tell them the truth. You see, for three years before I got pregnant, my 40 year old father and my two teenaged brothers had been my only lovers. Mommy died in childbirth when I was born, and daddy raised my brothers and I. Daddy took my virginity when I turned ten, just like I am proposing you do with Taylor. We were all very happy as lovers, and only quit because daddy's condom broke, and he got me preggers, and that got me caught. If we hadn't had that accident, we'd all probably still be lovers to this day, and your agents never would have found me. So you see, these voyeur games and the incest role play with you are not my first experience with incest. I started my sex life with incest, and loved every moment of it."

Lord Karl looked down at his maid as if he had never seen this vixen before, a smile slowly growing on his muzzle. His formerly flagging manhood was once again rock solid, and he started humping her again. "All right. You have a deal, you crazy vixen. You become Senior maid as soon as M'lady Kim voluntarily retires. And I'll start working my way into little Taylor's heart. So, tell me more about these plans of yours, my scheming little vixen!"

They discussed the details well into the night, with Karla filling in her Master on the stories that she had told Taylor about her absent father.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 28

By DoggyStyle57, April 2010

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September 6th, 2002 - Visby, Sweden - At a small private boarding school

As the students started leaving the classroom at the end of the last class of the day on Friday, the teacher stopped one girl on the way out. "Miss Taylor? Please remain in the room a moment. I need to speak with you."

The vixen returned to the teacher's desk as her classmates departed. "What is it, Miss Mason? My grades are still OK, aren't they?"

The teacher, a Scottish Terrier in her mid 30's, smiled. "Your grades are fine, my dear. No, this is some good news, I believe." She shut the door as the last schoolgirl left, and turned to face Taylor. "But it will be requirin' a bit of extra effort on your behalf, to earn a special treat. This weekend, you're going to have to put in some extra study time, with each of your instructors. Not that your grades are slipping, but because you're going to be out of class next week, and need to get your assignments done early."

"Out of... class? But... well, I know my birthday is Monday, but Mom always just meets me after class, and we go out for dinner. Why would I be missing classes?" The vixen looked quite worried and confused.

"Because you're going on a trip, dear. Your mother called last week, and made all the arrangements. She will pick you up on Monday, and you will be spending seven whole days with her! Isn't that wonderful?"

The little girl could hardly believe her ears. "A... a whole week? With Mom? And not at Christmas? Wow! That's... did she say anything else? Will my Daddy be there too?"

The teacher's smile looked a bit strained, as she replied. "Well... she didn't say that, exactly... Taylor? This is a difficult thing to ask, and I don't mean to pry, but... when was the last time you saw your daddy? I don't recall ever seeing him come to visit you, in all the years you've been with us."

"Well, I... Daddy's got a really crazy schedule, so he can't come when he wants to... I have his picture, though! I keep it in my notebook." She fished into her book bag and turned to the last page in one of her binders, where there was a plastic sleeve containing a glossy 8 x 10 photo of an Airline Captain in uniform. It looked like an enlargement of a passport photo. His tricolor fur looked rather faded in the photo, which was clearly several years old. "See! That's my daddy! Gunther Schwartzfield. He's a pilot for an airline in Germany, an' he flies executive jets all over the world!"

The teacher looked at the faded photo, and its frayed edges, and guessed the picture was at least as old as the girl before her. She managed to keep her smile, however, as she had learned to do with the many orphans and children of single parents who were boarded at the Academy. It wasn't that unusual for a student here to have only one parent, or for that parent to try to keep up appearances that their mate was still with them, even though the other parent was actually dead or long departed. And Taylor's mother did do better than most of those at being able to visit on occasion, and paying for all the child's expenses. Personally, Miss Mason doubted the girl's parents were still married to one another. Though certainly the paperwork on file in the school offices all seemed in order. Yet she also knew it was only Taylor's mother who replied to the mail and forms required for the school. "Well, I do hope so, Miss Taylor. He certainly is a fine looking man. Bernese? Or is he an Australian Shepherd?"

"He's a Bernese, Ma'am," she replied, and then sighed. "I know he's never around, but... well, he has to exist. Mama couldn't afford to keep me here, and to give me all the gifts she does, on what they pay a stewardess, could she? And my birthday cards and Christmas cards all have two signatures, in different handwriting. He's just... really busy. And important!"

"Well, you may be right, dear. We've had children here before whose parents couldn't see them at all for many years, and who did come back for them. And at the very least, you do have a mother who cares for you. I do hope you see your daddy again soon. You'll tell me, if you do? I'd be very glad to hear that. Now, go start packing your bags. You'll find two new suitcases in your room, that your mother sent. You're to pack a couple nice dresses, and several days worth of play clothes. Enough for a week-long trip, and active playtime. She was very specific about that part. Mostly play clothes, and just a few nice outfits. And she will pick you up on Monday morning."

September 9th, 2002 - Visby, Sweden - At a small private boarding school

Monday morning, Karla arrived, in her usual rental car, and picked up Taylor at the school office. She signed the paperwork authorizing Taylor to be absent for a full week in her care, and then loaded the girl's suitcases into the trunk. Taylor noted with some suspicion that her mother had no luggage of her own in the car. "Mom? Where's your stuff?"

"It's waiting for us at our next destination, dear. We're going to spend a week at a theme park! Won't that be fun?" Karla replied, as she shut the trunk and got the two of them settled in the front seat of the small car.

"Well, yeah! It's just... Well I sort of hoped we were finally going to go meet Daddy, that's all. I'd rather spend one day with him, than a whole week at a theme park."

"We'll have more fun than you can imagine, dear. You'll see," her mother replied, smiling brightly.

Several minutes later, they were on the road that Taylor knew led to the only theme park in the area - 'Medieval Village'. She had been to that theme park three times before, on school field trips. But her mother kept driving right past the entrance! "Mom? Ah... didn't we just miss our turn?"

"That's not the one we're going to, dear..."

"But... I thought that was the only one on the island?"

"It is. I didn't say we were staying in Visby, did I? Here's our turn." Karla headed down an off-ramp and down a road that paralleled a long chain link fence. Then she turned in through a gate marked 'Private Aviation'. In the distance Taylor could see the Visby airport, while closer to her were several hangars for private aircraft and small commuter airlines and freight services.

"The... airport? But... Huh?" Taylor blinked, as she saw a familiar logo on the hangar they were approaching, with the writing in German. "Mom? That's..."

"That's the airline your father and I work for. I thought you might like to see one of the planes that mommy works on. Won't that be fun?" Karla said, still smiling.

"Uh, sure! I just - oh well," She stopped trying to make sense of it all as they parked at a rental car mini-lot next to the hangar, and Karla checked in the car, and unloaded her daughter's bags. Taylor took one bag, and let her mother carry the larger one. "Um, are we going to go ON the plane, Mom?"

"Yes, dear. It will be your first flight since I brought you here, won't it? Excited?"

Taylor's reply was lost as they entered the nearby hangar and she saw the plane inside. It was a sleek executive jet - a Cessna Citation VII. And there, on the tail of the plane, was the logo of the airline her Parents worked for. But as her eyes roved forward, Taylor dropped her bag and shrieked, and then ran full tilt to the pilot standing at the foot of the boarding ladder for the plane, who was smiling at her.

"DADDY!!!!"

Lord Karl scooped the child up as she reached him, lifting her into the air and spinning her around as if she was light as a feather. "Hello Taylor. My! You've grown up so much!" He would have said more, but the vixen was now clinging tightly to him and smothering him in kisses.

"I knew you were real! I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! Oh! DADDY!" The little vixen was laughing and crying and giggling all at once, as she buried her face in her father's thick white ruff of neck fur.

"Happy birthday, darling! You got your wish! Daddy will be with us for the whole week, and we'll be seeing more of him in the future, too!" Karla hugged her Master and her daughter, the first time in her life that she had ever been able to hug both at once, and her own joyful tears began to flow.

"Pictures!" Taylor shouted, making her father wince because her muzzle was only inches from his ear. "I gotta get lots of pictures to show the girls at school! Oh, I'm gonna make Inga and Rebecca eat their words, for sayin' my daddy wasn't real!"

Lord Karl slowly disentangled himself from his daughter, and set her on her feet. "We'll do better than that. When we return, you can introduce me to them, in person. And you'll get pictures, too. Now, we'll have all week to catch up with each other, but we need to get on the plane and get to the theme park. Grab your bags, and get on, girls! Adventure awaits!"

Karla and Taylor picked up their bags, and followed Lord Karl up the stairs and into the plane. A second Pilot met them there, introducing himself as their co-pilot, Friedrich, and then excusing himself to secure the entry hatch.

Lord Karl showed Taylor where to stow her bags, and led her into the small, luxurious passenger compartment, with just 10 seats in it, plus a jump seat facing backwards for the stewardess. "Like it?" he asked "There are less than 120 planes like this in the whole world, and we have six of them. Faster and more luxurious than a Lear Jet, and with a better range. We can fly for more than 3500 Kilometers without stopping to refuel. Not enough for a trans-Atlantic flight, but good for just about anywhere in Europe. Now, you and your mother get comfortable, and we'll be taking off as soon as we can get clearance from the Tower."

"It's amazing!" said Taylor. "But Daddy? Where are we going? And where's the other people?"

"This flight is just for us, darling," Lord Karl replied with a smile. "I've booked it as a "training requalification flight", since your mother and I are both due to re-certify our licenses on this class of plane. Did you know she has her pilot's license too? Oh, and we're going to Paris, France. To the biggest and best theme park in all of Europe - Cartoon World!" He turned and went into the cockpit, closing the door behind him.

Of course, every kid knew about Cartoon World! They had a weekly TV program, as well as almost a third of the Saturday morning cartoons, plus dozens of comic books, and all sorts of movies. Even the winning football team on the American Super Bowl bragged about getting to go there! "Ohhhh! Really? Wait! FRANCE? Don't I need a passport or something?"

"Already arranged, dear," said Karla, as she handed Taylor a German passport. "Though you have lived most of your life in Sweden, you were born in Germany, and still hold German citizenship. I got your passport processed when we started planning this trip, and used one of the wallet-sized photos your school took last month for your picture in it. See?"

Then the light came on indicating seat belts needed to be fastened, and Lord Karl's voice came over the intercom. "Ladies, we have been cleared for takeoff. We will be in Paris in less than two hours. Have a pleasant flight!"

The plane lurched slightly and taxied out of the hangar, and onto the end of the runway. A few minutes later they were airborne, and above the clouds. Almost as high in the sky as Taylor's heart was, now, with excitement over being reunited with her Daddy, at last.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 29

By DoggyStyle57, April 2010

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September 9th, 2002 - Paris, France - At the Cartoon World theme park

During the hour and a half long direct flight from Visby to Paris, Taylor got to see both of her parents at the controls of the plane, and each of her parents spent about half the flight in the cabin with the girl, generally chatting and catching up on what Taylor had been doing since she had last seen her mother. A few times Taylor started to ask about Daddy, and his long absence, but both parents asked her to wait until they got to their hotel room for those questions, so both of them could be with Taylor to provide the answers.

In Paris, a serious-looking customs official boarded the plane and checked everyone's passports, stamping them for official entry into the country, and doing a cursory check of the luggage. He inquired politely about Taylor's presence on what was supposed to be a 'training flight', but accepted Karla's explanation that she was her daughter, and that they were bringing her along for a little vacation time. He seemed very deferential and got much more welcoming and polite when he saw Taylor's father, as if they knew each other, and the degree of regard the official held for her father was perhaps higher than what might be expected for an ordinary pilot.

The co-pilot took charge of the plane, and a new pilot and stewardess boarded, and started preparing for the next flight, while 'Gunther', Karla and Taylor took their bags and left the plane. Both new crewmembers also seemed to treat Taylor's daddy as if he was someone special, addressing him as 'Sir', and going out of their way to assist him and his family.

As they rode in a rental car to the theme park, Taylor said "They were all so nice to you, Daddy! Even that sour-looking customs man got real nice when he saw you. You must really be special!"

Lord Karl nodded, cuddling his daughter beside him in the back seat as Karla drove. "Yes, Daddy is a very important person for them, darling. More so than your Mommy has probably told you. You see, dear, while daddy certainly is a pilot, I actually _own_that small airline company. Those crew men and woman work for me, and the customs official has known me for years. My little airline frequently flies very important people in and out of Paris. People who like their privacy. So we get special treatment, even from Customs."

"You OWN the airline? Really? But why didn't mommy tell me that? It's so cool!" Taylor exclaimed.

"She didn't want you to brag too much to your classmates, probably. But that is one reason Daddy hasn't been around. I don't get much vacation time, because I am busy managing my investments in several companies. Ah! Look ahead! I see the 'Castle of the Enchanted Prince' on the horizon! See it! We're almost there!" replied her father, changing the subject.

They checked into their rooms - a suite with a small bedroom for Taylor and a second bedroom for her parents, with a common room between them. Then they changed to casual clothes and spent the rest of the day exploring the theme park, going on rides, and stuffing themselves on treats. Daddy bought full-week 'Executive Pass' bracelets for each of them, which allowed unlimited access to the park and rides, and allowed them to use a special, shorter 'VIP queue' to get on each ride. While most people had to wait in very long lines, for an hour or more for each ride, they never had to wait more than two cycles of the ride, and always got the best seats. Taylor couldn't believe how much her Daddy paid for those passes, or for all the balloons, stuffed toys, gift items and treats that they got that day. By dinner time, they had to make a trip back to their rooms to drop off all her 'loot', which the three of them could barely manage to carry. They all started to change to some nicer clothes for dinner.

"Daddy? You must be really rich! I can't believe you got me all this stuff. And it's only the first day!" Taylor said, gazing at the pile of souvenirs covering her twin bed, as she changed into one of her pretty dresses.

"Daddy has a lot of money, yes. I don't usually spend it quite this fast, but you and I have some catching up to do, don't we? Come out here with your mother and I darling. It's time we answered some of your earlier questions," said her father.

"All right. Just a minute, Daddy. I'm almost changed for dinner." The little vixen took a necklace from a small case. It was a pretty silver chain, with a hollow silver heart hanging from it. In the middle of the heart was a sparkly crystal heart. She smiled, looking at it, and then fastened it around her neck. "Here I come, Daddy. Do I look pretty?"

Lord Karl smiled approvingly at his daughter's dress, and he touched the heart hanging from her necklace. "Our two hearts are always with you. I gave you this last year. I see you like it."

Taylor breathed a sigh of relief, that her father had recognized the gift her mom had said was from him last year. It had been the one test she could think of, to be sure this really was her Daddy. "I love it, Daddy. And I love both of you, too." She was quiet a moment, then asked "But why have you been gone so long? You said you'd answer me this time."

Lord Karl took the little vixen's paw in his, and looked deep into the little girl's eyes. "I will, darling. We think you're old enough to know the full story, now. Please listen to all I have to say, and through it all, remember that we did what we did because we love you, and want what is best for you." He paused a moment, then asked "Taylor? What do you know about Nobility? About Knights and Ladies, Kings and Queens, and all the ranks of nobles between them in this world? Have they taught you about the Aristocracy in school?"

"Real ones, and not fairy tales? Not much. I know some are rich, an' some only have titles. I saw a TV show where a Baron had to give tours of his castle, just to pay the taxes on it so he could keep his family home. And we all heard about that Princess who died in a car wreck a few years ago. Why?" she asked.

"This may be hard to believe, but Daddy is a member of the Aristocracy, in Switzerland. My father is the Count von Bernerholdt, and the title has been passed down through the family for seventeen generations. I was his third son, and no one cared too much about what I did with my life, since one of my two older brothers would be the one to inherit the title. But my birthright did place some very real restrictions on me, because of my station in life. In fairy tales, if a prince falls in love with his maid or some other commoner, somehow things magically work out and he can marry her and make her a Princess. It... doesn't work like that in real life. Especially not in families that are very proud of their bloodlines, and their Purebred status, like mine is. My parents forbid me to marry a commoner, even though I wasn't in line to inherit the title. I could date whoever I pleased, but they would only allow me to marry another Bernese," he said.

"But Mommy isn't a Bernese! An' you married her! Did you run away together? What happened?" said Taylor.

"I sometimes wish that I had. But it wasn't that easy. Your mother was one of my maids, dear. A commoner. She was happy just to be with me, to be my lover and cared for as a member of my household, but without being married to me. And she still is happy with that status," he noted the shocked look on Taylor's face, and continued "Yes, darling... I did not marry your mother, but we have been lovers for about twelve years now. I'll explain it all, if you give me a chance. It probably would not have mattered if we continued like that, but one of my brothers had already died before I met your mother, and after she and I became lovers, but before you were born, my other brother died. That meant I became the heir to the title and estates. It turned my whole world upside down. My parents started pressuring me to marry an aristocratic Bernese girl and breed a legitimate, purebred heir. They actually disinherited me, making me live on just an allowance and my investments, to force me to agree to their demands. I didn't want to marry at all. I had your mother, and, to be honest, I had other lovers too, who I also loved. I didn't want to cast any of them aside to marry someone I didn't love at all. Can you understand that? Your mother knew from the beginning that I had several other lovers, and knew who they were. They are actually all friends, then, and now."

"Then, your mother got pregnant, with you. We both feared that if my parents found out, they would force her to get an abortion. So your mother did a very brave and selfless thing, so you, our baby, could live. She left the comforts of my home, and left me for several years, to give birth to you and raise you far away, in Germany, where my parents would never suspect you existed. I did everything I could to secretly help her, and you. I paid all your expenses, and set up new identities for both of you. I even made a new identity for myself, so a marriage certificate could be obtained that would indicate you had a real father, in Germany. I gave her a job with that airline which I owned in Germany, and made arrangements so some of my employees there would verify that 'Gunther Schwartzfield' was also employed there, as a pilot. Your mother raised you alone, in secrecy, until you were old enough to attend the boarding school that you go to now in Sweden. Then she returned to me, and cared for you as best she could from afar, until you were old enough to be trusted to keep secrets. You can do that, can't you? You can keep it a secret that your Daddy really has a "Secret Identity", and that he and your mommy are not really married?"

Taylor was crying a little, and snuffled and looked at her mother. "Mom? Is it... really true? You" "You never married Daddy?"

"Yes, dear, I'm afraid it is. But it is very important that we keep the cover story going. Everyone has to believe that Karla and Gunther Schwartzfield, in Germany, are your parents. Not a soon-to-be Count in Switzerland, and his devoted maid. Even now, if your Daddy's parents found out that you were born before his legitimate, purebred heirs, they would disinherit him completely, and we would lose virtually everything! They did make him marry a Bernese Lady - one of those impoverished nobles with a title and not much money, but impeccable bloodlines. But he doesn't love her, and she doesn't love him. She doesn't even live with him, like I do. Yes, I am just his maid, and one of several maids that he loves. But I am very happy to be with him. He does love me, and he does love you. And that is what is important," Karla replied, seriously.

"I... guess I understand," Taylor snuffled. "But, who are you, really, Daddy? What will happen to me, now?"

"You promise never to tell anyone? My real name is Karl Bernerholdt. Count Karl von Bernerholdt, in a few more years, when my legitimate son and daughter are old enough, and my parents re-instate my title and inheritance. Now listen, dear. This is very important. Your mother and I want to take you back to Switzerland, to live with us. But your life could still be in danger, if my parents ever suspected you are my child. So everyone there has GOT to believe that you're not related to either of us. This next year, you'll get a chance to prove how well you can keep our secret. We will go on several trips together, as Karla, Gunther and Taylor Schwatrzfield. On those trips, and while at school, you need to make everyone continue to believe that what you believed all this time is true - that we are married, and your parents, and your Daddy's name is Gunther. We will also make some trips where I will be travelling as your mother's employer, and you will not be able to claim I am your father. Once you are ten, I can hire you as a maid, just as I did years ago with your mother. Then you'll be able to live with us, and be with us all the time, but only if you keep our secret, and continue to be Taylor Schwartzfield - just another maid in my employ. Can you do that?"

"I... I think so, Daddy. I want to be with you both - really, really badly. I'll try," the little vixen said.

"There's my big girl!" Karl said with an honest feeling of pride in the child's resilience. "I want you to understand that this really is the best I can do for you. My Parents would never accept the claims of a child of mixed breed heritage, born out of wedlock. They would spend millions on high-priced legal actions, to make sure you never inherited a penny. But if your mother and I can make our plan work, you'll have a comfortable home with us, and all your needs met, and a fine college education at the best schools. I take care of my maids very well - better than many men take care of their wives and children. My maids are very loyal to me, just like your mother. They love working for me, and I love them, just as I love you. Now, let's get dinner, and spend the whole week having fun!"

The rest of the week went well, with the three of them having a wild time enjoying the theme park. Each night, in their hotel room, Karla made love to her Master. They made no effort to prevent Taylor from watching them mate, and honestly answered her questions about what they were doing, then sent her back to bed. "I love your father very much," Karla explained, "and this is how a vixen and her lover express their love for each other, and make each other very happy. It's a lot of fun to do, but it's something you should only do with someone that you love and trust very much, as I love and trust your father. You're not quite old enough to do these things yet, though. So, back to bed, darling."

"OK, Mommy. Good night," Taylor replied. She went back to her room, but watched her parents mate, through the slightly open doorway, until they stopped and turned out the light.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 30

By DoggyStyle57, April 2010

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September 9-15, 2002 - Paris, France - At the Cartoon World theme park

For an entire week, Karl, posing as 'Gunther Schwartzfield', and Karla and Taylor enjoyed the theme park to the fullest. They went on every ride, in every section of the park. Taylor, with both of her parents, got to have her picture taken with all the major costumed mascots that portrayed the cartoon show characters. They also spent several evenings seeing Paris itself, and the museums and historic landmarks there. By the time they were done, Taylor had an inch-thick scrapbook of new photographs, of herself on vacation with both her parents. They had to buy three extra suitcases to carry home all her souvenirs.

As they flew back on Sunday night, Taylor lay sleeping beside Karla, and Karl came back into the cabin to chat with his maid, while the co-pilot flew the plane. "She's all worn out, isn't she?" he said to Karla, quietly.

Karla nodded, and replied in a soft voice, not wanting to wake her daughter. "Yes. But she's also the happiest I've ever seen her, thanks to you. Will those photos she collected be a problem?"

"I don't think so. We Bernese have close to identical fur markings. It's almost impossible to tell us apart in photographs. And I don't think you noticed, but I applied a little fur die before I met you two in Visby, and changed the width of my forehead blaze, and the size of the rust spot over my right eye. 'Gunther' will be seen in all these pictures to have a narrower blaze than Karl, and to have rust spots that are uneven in size. It's enough to show a plausible case that they are two different individuals. Does she have any other pictures of me? She recognized me so easily when we met... but then again, how many Bernese Pilots could she expect to encounter, other than her Daddy?"

"She has an enlargement of your first passport photo, as Gunther. But you had your uniform cap on, and it covered a lot of your blaze and the rust spots, I'm pretty sure. We can check when we get to the school. Nothing else likely to be recognizable. I also gave her some pictures from estate picnics, with you in casual clothes, which I photoshopped a bit, so a child-sized vixen appeared in them, and might plausibly be her together with you, when she was two or three. Enough to make her believe she'd had some earlier contact. That's all, though," Karla replied.

"Good. Well, let her sleep. I've arranged for a hotel room and car in Visby, and we'll drop her off at the school, and meet a few of her teachers and classmates as promised, in the morning. Then I have to change back to my own identity, and 'Lord Karl' needs to return from the week of business negotiations that he was supposedly attending in Sweden this past week, to buy out a rival sporting goods chain. Sadly, it seems the negotiations fell through, and the other company was not interested in my quiet buy-out offer." He grinned and shrugged, as he recounted his cover story for his own absence from the mansion.

Taylor didn't wake up until they landed, and even then was still so sleepy Karl had to carry her to the rental car. Karla and the co-pilot brought the luggage for all three of them to the rental car, and then she drove them to the hotel that Karl had made reservations at, while Karl rode in the back seat, with Taylor sleeping on his lap and the luggage that wouldn't fit in the trunk filling the seat beside them.

The next morning, after breakfast in town, 'Gunther' was presented to several of Taylor's doubting classmates, as well as meeting with Miss Mason, and with a few other teachers, and the principal of the school. They were all quite glad to see him, and though he remained vague about his prolonged absence, they didn't press the issue. It was enough to see the male from Taylor's tattered photograph was present at the school, and real, and obviously acting like her proud and loving father. Arrangements were also made for several other trips and overnight visits, to take place over the coming year.

At the airport that afternoon, after changing clothes and identity papers, Karl excused himself and went into the men's room, where he washed the dye out of his facial fur. He reminded himself that if one of their future trips took them to a water park, he would either have to avoid photos, or use a fur dye that was not water soluble.

September, 2002 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

A few days after they returned, Karla made a point of staying to chat with the Senior Maid, M'Lady Kim, after the other maids had been sent off to their morning assignments, or to school for the day. She brought fresh coffee for the both of them, and they sat down together in the ready room. After a little idle chit chat about this maid or that, she asked, "So, I heard that Miss Brianna is leaving us? And rather suddenly? I do hope all is well with her family."

M'Lady Kim nodded, and looked around to be sure they were alone before replying, "Yes. The silly puppy 'forgot' to take her birth control pills, and got herself knocked up. Officially, of course, it was some dog in town who did the deed. Someone she met at a bar. But between you and I... Well, you've been there yourself, have you not? The Master will take good care of her, as he did with you."

Karla sipped her coffee and nodded in agreement, her brushy tail swishing slowly behind her. "Yes. Have to wonder if it was an accident in her case, though. Pretty hard to 'forget' a pill you take every day. That's why I prefer Norplant. Nothing to forget, for five years. And if I do want to bear a child, it can be removed, and I'm fertile again in a month or less. I'm happy with just my one, though. Even though I only see her on my vacations. It's a joy to watch them grow. Have you... ever thought of it yourself? Becoming a mother?"

"I have, yes. But much as I care for the Master, I'd want to do it proper, with a real husband, and me a full time mom. Couldn't see raising a child here, or off somewhere in secret. I don't know how some of you girls do it - raising a child on your own, an' not being able to acknowledge who their father is. It's a brave thing you do, for them as well as for the Master."

"Oh? Got anyone special in mind? Who's the lucky guy?" Karla replied.

"Oh, not so much a particular fellow, no, though there's a few I do date from time to time, and some might be good father material. But I suppose I should be thinking of it seriously, if I plan to do it at all. I'm 38 now, and not getting any younger."

"None of us are, my friend, are we? And truly, the Master's tastes in maids do run much younger than we are, these days. can't say I blame most girls for seeking another employer in their 20's or 30's. I'd hate to see you go, though. Why, you were one of the first girls I got to know when I arrived here. Still... If you hope to become a mother, best not to wait, my friend. It's not easy, but it is rewarding, I assure you."

"Thanks Karla. I appreciate the friendly ears. Not something I'd talk about with the younger girls. You're a good listener, you are. Might do well as my replacement, if Miss Cheri were to prefer to remain as Governess."

"Oh really?" the vixen replied, as if the idea had never popped into her head. "You think I could do your job? Why, I'd be honored to give it a try, but you've set the bar pretty high with how well you've done it. I'll certainly think about it, though. Thank you."

This became a frequent topic of conversation with them, and Karla gently encouraged Kim to take the plunge, and get herself hitched.

October 2002: Visby, Sweden

Lord Karl and Karla picked Taylor up at the school for a weekend trip, taking her to a hotel on the far side of town. They spent the day on Saturday just seeing the local sights, walking together in the parks, and having picnic lunches together, and generally getting comfortable with each other as a family. Taylor loved every minute of the attention, pleased that her parents were now going to be seeing her at least one weekend a month.

Each night, in the hotel, Taylor watched her parents from her bed, as her mother happily straddled her father's face on theirs, and he licked the vixen to a climax. On Saturday, Taylor asked, "Mommy? What's daddy doing?"

"He's licking my slit, dear. Ohhhh! good... He's... making mommy feel really good!" her mother replied, not the least bit embarrassed to have her daughter watching as they mated.

"Oh... Would it feel good for me, too?"

"Probably. But you're still too young, darling. I was a little older than you are now when I started having sex."

"But not a lot older? How old? How will I know?"

"First your heats have to start. That's when your slit starts bleeding once a month, and then a few weeks later each month your slit feels all hot and tingly, and feels extra good when you rub it. Oh God! Keep that up, lover!" she threw her head back and murred happily as an orgasm coursed through her body. "I was... a little less than ten... when my heats started. So not long, dear"

"What was your first boyfriend like, Mommy? Was he a boy at your school? My school's all girls, so how will I ever get a boyfriend?" Karla crawled onto all fours and faced her daughter. Taylor couldn't quite see what Daddy was doing behind Mommy, but he knelt behind her and Mommy started moaning some more.

"Oh, that's wonderful, lover!" her mother said to her father. "My first boyfriend? Promise to keep it a secret? Mommy's first boyfriend was her own Daddy! He said it was best if an experienced man who loved me very much would be my first lover. And he was really good! You can't beat an experienced, older man for a lover, darling. The boys your age hardly know where to put it, let alone how to please a girl, like my daddy, or your daddy, knows how to do. He taught my brothers what to do to please me, too, but they were never as good as he was - just really eager."

"Daddy? Well, I do love him, but... I dunno..." she said, uncertainly.

"And I love you too, sweetheart!" said her father, as he humped her mother furiously from behind. "Perhaps, when you're older. You need to be a big girl, and need to have had at least two heats, first. Then, maybe. But you can't tell anyone, if we do teach you like that. You shouldn't even tell anyone you watch us like this. There are people who say that daddies and mommies should only teach their kits about sex by talking to them about it, and showing them pictures in books, and that they should never even let them watch. Some people think mommies and daddies shouldn't teach their kits about sex at all! They expect the schools to teach them about it. But there's nothing dirty or wrong about loving someone and having them love you. They just have nasty minds, is all."

"All right, Daddy. If you say so." She rolled over and went to sleep, and dreamed it was her kneeling on the bed, and Daddy bumping her somehow from behind, and making her feel really good.

January 2003: Visby, Sweden

Taylor was on another weekend trip with her parents, and she excitedly ran out of the bathroom with the bottom half of her pajamas bunched around one paw, and a crimson-stained wad of toilet paper in one hand. "Mommy! Daddy! Look! I was goin' to the bathroom, and it got all red! Is this what you'd been telling me about? Am I a big girl now?" A streak of menstrual blood was dripping down the inside of her thigh, staining her fur a deeper crimson where it passed.

"Well, it looks like you are, darling! Let me help you clean up, and I'll show you how to keep from staining your clothes. I have some extra pads in my bags, just in case this happened," Karla replied.

Karl kissed his daughter on the forehead. "Congratulations, dear. You're one step closer to being a big girl. But not quite there, yet. Wait a few more months, and get used to the new things that are happening to your body."

"All right, daddy!" the little vixen said with a grin, as her mother led her back into the bathroom.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 31

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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February 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Five weeks after her first menstrual period started, Karla and Karl picked up Taylor on a Friday evening, for another 'family weekend' together. This time they were driving out to a remote seaside cottage in Visby, that 'Gunther' had rented for the occasion. As usual, Karla was doing the driving, and Lord Karl was in the back seat, with Taylor curled up beside him. Lord Karl's sensitive nose clearly told him that, as planned, his daughter was in heat, and her squirming as she sat beside him verified that opinion. "Feeling all right, sweetheart?" he asked.

"Ohhhh, Daddy! I don't know what to say! My slit's all puffy an' itchy, like you and mommy warned me about last time we were out together. It wasn't too bad the first time, a week or so after you dropped me off at school. But this past week I almost got in trouble three times, because I was wanting to touch myself, and was squirming around too much in class," the little vixen admitted.

"Well, you're not in class now, darling, and it's dark enough outside that no one can see in while we're driving. If you're that bothered, just slip off your panties, and you can play with your slit while we drive. I can put them in my pocket for you."

"All right, Daddy. Thanks." She slipped off her panties and handed them to her daddy, and folded the blue plaid skirt of her school uniform up against her tummy, as she rubbed the heel of her right hand against the upper part of the white-furred mound of her slit. Her bushy red tail twitched on the seat on the far side of her, as she closed her eyes and rubbed herself.

Lord Karl noted that her pink little inner labia were just slightly exposed through her white pubic fur, and her slit parted easily as she rubbed herself. The heady, musky scent of a young vixen in heat got stronger. "Your mother and I can show you some better ways to touch yourself, darling, though that will do for now. You haven't told any of our secrets to anyone at school, have you?"

"Of course not, Daddy!" the little girl said, opening her eyes suddenly, her ears twitching back with embarrassment. "I want to be able to come and live with you and mommy! I did tell the school nurse that my periods have started, though. She showed me where to get more pads, and gave me a little plastic squirt bottle to wash myself off with down there. It kinda worked, but the nozzle sprayed every which way, an' made a mess, so I don't think I was using it right."

"That would be a douche kit, dear," her mother said from the front seat. "You're actually supposed to stick that spray nozzle a little ways inside your slit, carefully, and use it to wash from the inside. I'll show you how it works tomorrow, once the local pharmacy has opened, and I can get a fresh kit. They're a little hard to use properly while you're still a virgin, but I could tell when I helped you to clean up, the night your period started, that your hymen is enough of an open crescent to use one safely. Ah, here we are!" She pulled into the semi-circular driveway in front of the cottage, parked, and got out to unload their bags. There were several similar cottages spaced along the beach here, each somewhat widely spaced from its neighbor, and with a privacy fence running between the cottages and all the way down to the wet sand line of the beach.

Lord Karl got out to help with the luggage, before Taylor thought to ask for her panties back. She looked around for a minute, frustrated and unwilling to ask loudly for their return, lest some neighbor hear her. Then she pushed her skirt down and got out in spite of her missing underwear. The cool sea breeze felt really funny on her wet and aroused slit, as she quickly followed her daddy into the cottage.

The place was rather nice - fully furnished, with a TV and a game console and a radio in the living room; a small kitchen at the back of the living room, and with two bedrooms and a bathroom down a short hallway toward the back. On the ocean side, the two bedrooms each had direct access to a wooden deck, and there was also a small enclosed breakfast nook in the corner, accessed through the kitchen, or via the bedroom hallway. Taylor sat on the couch somewhat self-consciously, until her parents had brought in all their luggage and locked the door. It was one thing to rub herself in the back seat of a car at night, but she wasn't quite up to doing it here in the living room, with all the lights on, in plain sight of both her parents.

Karl locked the door, and closed all the curtains. "I don't see any vehicles at the cottages to either side of us. It's the off season, so they probably haven't been rented for this weekend. Too cold for most people to want to go out on the beach. The privacy fences will keep anyone from watching us, even if we do have unexpected neighbors arrive. So we should be able to focus on getting to know each other better, maybe play some games together, and do some beachcombing. Won't that be nice?"

"But for now, it's time for bed," said Karla. "Get your pajamas on, sweetie, and mommy will have a little talk with you about the best ways to touch yourself when you're in Heat."

Taylor pouted a bit. "Aww mom! It really isn't all that late. Can't I stay up a bit longer and play some games on that console?" But when her mother scowled at her, she just pouted more, and took her bag to the smaller bedroom and started changing.

"She's definitely in heat. The scent is unmistakable." Karl said quietly to Karla, after their daughter had left the room.

Karla snuggled up against her master. "Umm humm. Won't take much to tip her over the edge. Let's get to bed soon, and give her another chance to watch you licking me silly."

"Sounds like a fine idea, my pet," Karl said. "But let's not be too eager to allow her to participate. The thing a young kit longs for the most is what they know they aren't yet supposed to have!"

"And what an old dog wants, too!" Karla replied with a laugh, as she felt Karl's stiffening sheath through his pants, and then headed to her daughter's room.

Karl rubbed the bulge in his pants uncomfortably, and thought to himself, 'Yes, that too. I want Taylor, even as young as she is. But I can't rush things. I'll only get one chance to make her mine. If I blow it, and scare her off, I'll never get a chance like this again. Patience... patience old dog.' He went to the larger bedroom, carrying his and Karla's bags, and started to undress for bed.

Karl could hear Taylor giggling from the next room, as well as an occasional moan from Taylor, as her mother showed her how to get the most from touching herself. God... Karl could still smell the little vixen, even from here. Undressed, and not bothering with pajamas, he lay on the bed and pulled the blankets to his waist, and waited for Karla.

Karla came in a few minutes later, licking her fingers, and offering her other paw to her Master to sniff and/or lick. "She came like a Retriever, once she found her clitty. Whether she watches us or not, she's going to have a hot night tonight."

Karl licked at his maid's paw, getting even harder at the thought that the juices wetting her fingers were from their daughter's recent climax, and savoring the thought of soon licking that slit himself. "Shameless!" he said, smiling at her. "Showing our daughter such naughty play!"

"Would you have me any other way, darling?" the vixen asked, as she pulled her sweater and blouse over her head. She was still firm enough to be able to go around without a bra, and her hard nipples were poking through her fur provocatively. She slipped off her skirt, and climbed into bed, astride her Master's chest and facing him. "Now, let's show her just how wonderful a lover you are! Lick me, darling."

Karl wriggled down a bit lower in the bed, as Karla adjusted her own position to straddle his muzzle. Then he started to lick his maid eagerly. Soon Karla was writhing and moaning with pleasure, as Karl heard the door creak open slightly.

In the hallway, Taylor peeked through the door, with one paw stuffed down the front of her pink pajama bottoms, fingering her clitty. She could hear her mother moaning and begging her daddy for more, and to 'go deeper', whatever that meant. Whatever he was doing, Mommy certainly seemed to be enjoying every second of it! The scent of aroused vixen wafted through the door, as Taylor caught her mother's musky aroma, and found it almost intoxicating in her current state. Her fingers worked her little nubbin faster, and Taylor pitched forward against the door as her knees buckled with the force of her orgasm. She yipped and crawled backwards against the door jamb, after she fell into her parents' bedroom, but it was too late. Her mother was looking right at her. "Oh god, mom... I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry for what, sweetheart? For being curious? For wanting to know more about the strange new ways your body is reacting?" Karla asked calmly, then murred happily, as Karl licked her just the right way. "Oh yeah! Ooh! I told you before, dear, there's nothing bad about this. Come and look closer, if you want to. Or else go back to bed. Your choice."

Taylor wanted to crawl under a chair and hide, but in spite of herself found that she was slowly crawling forward, almost as if she had no will of her own. "I... You're sure? You're OK with me watching?" Her nose had reached the side of the bed, and she almost bumped into her mother's knee. She pulled herself up, and for the first time got a really good look, as her father licked the full length or her mother's slit, again and again, like he was lapping up a bowl of half-melted ice cream, and having the time of his life.

Karl came up for air long enough to say. "It's fine, dear. Just sit on the bed and watch." Then started lapping specifically at Karla's clity, while Karla held her petals open with both paws, and rocked back in ecstasy.

Taylor did as she was told, and couldn't prevent her own paw from dipping back into her pajama bottoms, to rub her own clitty in time with her father's licking of her mother. The young vixen's eyes glazed over, and she mewled as she climaxed again.

As Karla came back to her senses after her own climax, she smiled at her daughter. "See? Just fun, between grownups that love each other. Now, Daddy's done something really nice for me, so I'll return the favor. Have you ever gotten a close look at a man's sheath yet, dear?"

"Ummm. Not really. Daddy's usually been in the wrong position for me to see much of him, except while he's changin' clothes. I know he has something different down there, is all," Taylor admitted.

Karla ran a paw under the blanket, and assured herself that Karl still had enough composure to remain in his sheath, though it was bulging thicker than when he was completely un-aroused. She folded the blankets back, and beckoned her daughter closer, as if she was simply showing the little vixen an curious plant or insect. "Take a close look, dear. This velvety sac is his balls. That's where the seed to make babies comes from. And this part is his sheath. It's a furry tube that protects his cock - the sensitive part that he puts inside a girl's slit to make babies, or to make love. See? He's starting to poke out of his sheath now."

Taylor sat beside her mother, with her nose just inches from her daddy's sheath, and watched with some amazement as the red tip started to slide out, like a snail emerging from its shell. "It sure looks different. What makes it move like that?"

"It's sort of like a water balloon, but with a stiff, free-floating bone in the center. As he gets aroused, blood swells the cock, and makes it longer and firmer, and muscles move the bone outward, to make it nice and hard. If I pet his sheath, like this, he'll stick out faster, see?"

Karl moaned, as his shaft extended fully, and throbbing slightly. It was taking all his willpower not to react too fast.

"And... and then what, Mommy?" Taylor asked, almost in a whisper.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 32

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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February 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Karla smiled at her daughter, as she pushed back the sheath and lifted Karl's shaft to where it stood upright, like a glistening, red flag pole. Then she slowly licked from the base up to the tip, flicking her tongue across the tip expertly before turning her face toward their daughter again, as Karl moaned softly with pleasure at this teasing contact. "Then I lick him, just like he licked me, dear. Doesn't your daddy have a pretty cock? It's slick, and red, like a big piece of hard candy that has been sucked on. No fox boy will ever be likely to present you with such a fine cock, my child. A big dog like your daddy has foxes beat, paws down, when it comes to size. He's at least two inches longer than my daddy or either of my brothers were, and half an inch thicker. Your Daddy has the best cock I have ever seen on any dog or fox, save for one Saint Bernard, that I've only seen on videotape." She stopped talking to take her Master's full length into her muzzle, and suck on it.

Taylor looked in fascination as her parents did this amazing stuff right in front of her. Daddy's cock seemed so huge! It was 9 inches long, at least, and must be two inches thick. She touched her own slit and tentatively slipped a finger tip into her hole. It was so tight, she couldn't believe any female could ever get something that big inside her! "Mommy? They taught us in health class that when a mommy and daddy make babies, that he puts that thingie into her hole, but they didn't show us any pictures of what it looked like. But how could he ever d-do that? It's HUGE! How could you?"

Karl looked a bit shocked when Karla casually mentioned 'seeing tapes of a well-hung Saint Bernard', and wondered if she was referring to the tapes from the mansion, where his wife's cuckolding manservant, Reudi, had buggered both his wife, Helga, and even Lord Karl himself. He would have to ask her about that privately, later. Gathering his composure, he answered his daughter, gasping slightly at times as Taylor's mother sucked him off. "A girl's hole is very stretchy, sweetheart. Both... Oh, that's good Karla! Keep that up! Both the hole in a girl slit, and her tail hole, can stretch far more than you might believe. But you should use the proper terms with us, dear. It's my 'cock', not my 'thingie', and the name for that hole near the base of your slit is your 'vagina', or your 'cunt'. Your tail hole is also called your asshole. Please use the correct words, daughter."

Taylor nodded. "All right, Daddy. So... a vixen's... cunt? It can stretch a lot? And so can her... her asshole? You put your... your cock in Mommy's cunt, and in her asshole, too?"

Karla came up for air, smiling. "Yes he does, darling. Every last inch! And I love it, either way. It takes time and practice for your holes to learn to comfortably stretch that much, but they can. You just need to grow a little more, dear. But I can give you one example of how your own holes already stretch a lot. Have you ever looked in the toilet after you had a really big movement, and wondered how something that thick ever managed to come out of you? It didn't swell up when it touched the water. Your asshole stretched to allow it to come out."

Taylor nodded slowly, taking all this new experience in. "I guess so. Um... what does... what does Daddy's... um, cock, taste like?"

Karla took another long lick along Karl's shaft before replying to her daughter. "Well, it changes as you lick it. When it first comes out of the sheath, if it hasn't been washed in some way, it may be a little bitter. But that goes away quickly, as you make it clean. And then, for a while, like right now, it's sort of like when you do puppy licky-kisses. Like when you lick at my muzzle as you kiss, and I lick back, and our tongues touch a bit. A cock tastes a lot like a tongue, but smoother, and harder. Then after a little bit, his precum starts to leak from the tip, and it starts to taste really good, and you swallow as much as you can. It's savory, like a quiche. That sort of taste that makes your saliva get running. And then at the last he cums, and his seed comes out, and that is a different taste. Still savory, but stronger, and thicker. And you swallow that, too. It's something that's easier to understand from experience than to explain, I'm afraid." She continued eagerly sucking Karl's shaft.

Taylor squirmed and touched her slit again. The pheromones of her parents were having a distinct effect on her, magnifying the need caused by her being in her second Heat. She leaned closer, sniffing, and almost touching the side of her mother's bobbing muzzle with her own young nose. "It does smell... pretty interesting. Can I... May I... taste it too?"

Karl grinned slightly, but said in a serious tone. "Well, I don't know. We should really wait until you're a little older. But you are in heat, so... What do you say, dear? Should we allow her to try it?"

Karla stopped sucking, and licked her muzzle. There were beads of pre leaking from the tip of Karl's shaft now. "Hummm. Well, if we do, it's only fair that you lick her first, so she gets to cum before you do. You're sure you want to try this, Taylor? It's OK if you wait until you're really a big girl."

Taylor looked frustrated. "I AM a big girl! Mommy, please? I'm in heat, an' I'm having periods now... And I... it's really itchy down there! Yes, I wanna be a big girl an' try it! What do I do?"

Karl patted Taylor on the back, then patted his own tummy. "All right, 'big girl'. You win! lay on my tummy, face down, with your cunt near my muzzle, and your muzzle near my cock. I'll lick you first, and then you can crawl down and try sucking my cock, while your mommy tells you what to do."

Taylor wasted no time at all in scrambling into position, and Karl soon had a nose full of his own daughter's virginal cunt. The little vixen's tail was held high, and twitching in anticipation. She looked at her mother, who held her paw, and then swallowed and said, "Please? Please, lick me Daddy!"

Karl had lost track of how many young maids he had deflowered over the years, many of which were hardly older than the girl atop him now. But the realization that this girl was his own daughter, and that her mother was right there, watching and encouraging them, was the most arousing thing he had ever experienced. He parted the vixen's labia with his paws, and started gently licking the full length of her virginal slit.

"OHHHH DADDY!" Taylor cried out. "Oh geeze! That is so wild! Ohhh, keep it up, Daddy! Oh, Mommy, this is GREAT!" She squirmed her hips and pushed herself into her father's tongue as the new sensations rippled through her. Every time his tongue flicked across her sensitive little nubbin, her whole body quivered, and she felt that same sensation building inside her as when her mother had shown her how sensitive her clitoris was to being touched, and had masturbated her to a climax just an hour or so earlier.

"There's my big girl! Mommy's so proud of you! Your Daddy is really good at licking young girls, isn't he? He's had a lot of practice, with all the maids at the mansion," Karla said, as if that admission were no more unusual than that Karl liked gardening as a hobby.

"ALL the maids, Mommy? He... oh geeze that's good! He does this with all of them? How many?" Taylor asked.

"Wealthy aristocrats like your father can get pretty much whatever they want in life, including large a staff of servants, eager to do literally anything to please them. He has about two dozen maids in the mansion at any one time, and is sexually active with most of them. Does that shock you? It's really quite all right with us maids, and even his wife has come to accept it. Daddy has a huge sexual appetite. If he only had one girl to please him, he's wear her out in no time at all. We share him, and he pleases all of us. It's really quite fun. And when he doesn't require us, some of the maids also please each other," Karla replied, quite honestly.

"TWO DOZEN! Oh geeze! Almost all of them! And you do stuff with each other, too? You mean, girls, with other girls?" Taylor asked, and then shivered and moaned as her climax started.

"Yes dear, of course!" Karla replied to her daughter. "My tongue can please you just as easily as your father's can. A tongue is a tongue, no matter what sex you are. And another girl knows exactly what she likes, when she's getting licked herself. So she knows better than most men what do, to lick a girl and make her happy. There's nothing wrong with that. When you're busy sucking your Daddy, I'll show you, by licking you myself. When you're bigger, you'll be tall enough that he can lick you while you suck him. That's called '69 position', and is one of my favorites, with him or with another girl. But you're too short yet to reach him while he licks you."

Taylor was too busy cumming all over her father's muzzle to make a coherent reply to that offer. Her slit was soaked, and Karl was fairly certain that if he choose to take her virginity right this moment, he'd be able to enter her with no trouble at all. Yet still, caution won out. Best not to push for too much, too soon. Or to risk impregnating his own daughter! "There's a good girl! Was that fun? Now it's your turn to make Daddy just as happy. Assuming that my big girl still wants to try that tonight."

"Ohhh, daddy! It was wonderful! I've never felt anything so good in my life. And licking and sucking you will make you just as happy? I'll do it!" Taylor said.

Karla assisted her daughter in moving to a new position. "Get between your daddy's wide-spread thighs, and on all fours. Now, nuzzle his sheath first. Get a good sniff. Yes, just like that! Now, lift up his cock with one paw, and push the sheath down. Very good. Now just do what you saw me doing earlier. Lick the length, and suck the whole thing into your muzzle like an icy-pop on a hot day. And be careful not to scrape with your teeth!"

Taylor complied with the instructions, tentatively licking at first, and then slowly sucking the first two thirds of the length of her father's shaft into her little muzzle. She gagged a moment when his tip hit the back of her throat, and came up coughing. But she determinedly went right back at it, and soon had her father moaning with pleasure. She was just starting to taste his savory precum when her mother laid on her back with her head between Taylor's knees, and started licking her daughter's soaking wet slit. The little vixen climaxed almost immediately, and before she knew it her father was gripping her ears with both hands, and muzzle-fucking her rapidly. Her little paw on the base of his shaft felt the shaft thicken into a bulge the size of a small orange, and then the shaft started to twitch and throb, as hot, sticky jets of her father's semen streamed into her eager yet inexperienced mouth. She choked for a moment, and her father immediately pulled out somewhat, giving her time to swallow and breathe through her nose, and petting her hair affectionately.

"Well done! Such a wonderful big girl! Oh, yes! That does feel so good! You keep practicing that, and you'll soon be as good as your mother! Daddy is so proud of you! Now keep sucking and swallowing dear, until it goes soft," He released her ears, and petted his daughter's head affectionately.

Taylor swallowed mouthfuls of her father's seed several more times, and came once more from being licked. The taste was strange, but she could get used to it, if it meant she would come like this each time. When her father's cock stopped squirting and started to shrink in size, she let it slip from her mouth, and licked it clean. She smiled up at her father, as she licked the last droplets from her muzzle. "Really? I did it that good? It does taste weird, but not bad."

"Taylor, you were exquisite!" Karl told his daughter. "I would be honored and pleased to repeat that with you each morning while we are together. And I'll make sure our next weekend together is in one month, when you're in heat again. But you really have to promise not to do these games with anyone else, for now, and not to tell anyone. The whole deal for coming to live with us would fall apart if the teachers at your school found out that we're teaching you these things so soon, and so personally."

Taylor crawled up and kissed her father, and he could taste his seed in her mouth. "I won't tell anyone, daddy. I promise! I had so much fun doing this. Mommy was right. It really is great to learn from your Daddy!"

Swiss Mix - Chapter 33

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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February 2003 - Visby, Sweden

On Saturday morning, Karl was pleasantly awakened by the feeling of a sweet young muzzle suckling his erect cock. He looked down to see his virginal, 9 year old daughter, Taylor, eagerly sucking her daddy off, while her mother, Karla, whispered instructions and encouragement into their daughter's ear. He grimaced slightly as the younger vixen accidentally raked his sensitive, smooth flesh with her teeth, and he had to remind himself that this was only little Taylor's second attempt at cock sucking. No doubt her technique would improve with practice. And he intended to give his little girl plenty of chances to practice! He reached down and petted his daughter's hair affectionately. "That's very nice, sweetheart. Just be careful with the teeth, OK?"

Taylor pulled off with a wet, sucking 'pop', and smiled at her father sheepishly. "Ooh! Good morning! And sorry, Daddy! It isn't easy not to touch you with my teeth. You're so big! But you like it, other than that?"

"What male wouldn't like having such a beautiful young vixen waking him up like this? As your mother has apparently told you, this is how I usually have my maids awaken me in the morning. First they suck me until I wake up, and then I mate with them. Then, if she's one of my younger maids, she will go straight off to school, still wet with my seed. Or if the girl that morning is one of my older maids, she may mate with me a second time, I'll lick her clean afterwards, and then she will start her daytime duties, bringing me my breakfast, making the beds, and cleaning the mansion. Now, since you're not a big enough big girl yet to mate with Daddy, why don't you come up here and straddle my chest, facing me, so I can lick you silly while your mother mates with me?" Karl said, as he guided his daughter to where he wanted her.

"All right, daddy!" Taylor said as she got into position. She twisted half-way around so she could watch her mother impaling herself on her daddy's long, thick cock. The little vixen still had trouble believing that his huge shaft could fit inside a girl's cunt or asshole. Yet her mommy certainly didn't seem to have any trouble doing so. Then she gasped as her father started licking her tiny slit, and she turned back around to gaze lovingly down at her father. "Ummm, that feels so good, daddy!"

Karla wasted no time straddling Karl's hips and slipping his shaft into her already sopping wet slit. "Ummmm! I've been waiting for this for almost 45 minutes, and getting so turned on by watching our beautiful girl sucking her daddy! Get ready for a fast and hard ride, Master!" The three of them continued like that for several minutes, with Karl lapping at Taylor's wet slit, Taylor moaning in ecstasy, and Karla groaning pleasurably as she rode Karl's shaft to a stunning orgasm. As she climaxed, Karla leaned forward and kissed Taylor full on the mouth, tasting Karl's precum in her daughter's mouth.

When they were almost sated, Taylor's tummy growled loudly, and she rolled off her daddy's chest, giggling.

Karla smiled, still impaled on Karl's knotted shaft, and said "I guess that's my cue to make breakfast?" She looked at the kitchen, and looked back sheepishly. "Er... no one bought any groceries, did they? I guess we go out for breakfast?"

"Well, I guess we do," Karl replied. "No room service in these cottages. We'll go as soon as you can detach yourself. Taylor? Look closely at your mommy, where I am poking into her. Do you see that bulge, low in her tummy, under her mound?"

Taylor looked more closely. "I think so. Here?" She reached out a paw and touched her mother, just above her clitty.

"Yes, there. You remember that bulge at the bottom of my shaft? That's called my knot, and it's all the way inside your mommy now," Karl said, as he felt his shaft throbbing and spurting the last of this batch of seed deep into his maid.

"No way! That was as big as my fist!" The little vixen looked closer, wrinkling her nose at the pungent scent as it almost touched her mother's slit. "I guess it is! She's all the way down against you. Wow, that's amazing!"

"It feels amazing, too," Karla said. You won't understand what it's like until the first time a male ties with you like this. It's indescribable. I can feel his hot seed filling me, right now. And that knot seals the entrance to my vagina, so all his seed stays inside me. It's nature's way of making it more likely that I'll have a baby. But that won't happen now, because Mommy is on birth control. As you will be, before it's time for you to try this. Loving your daddy is a wonderful thing, but having his baby could get us all in a lot of trouble. It did for me, when I had my daddy's baby accidentally. My school found out I was preggers, and they took me away from my daddy and put me in a 'home for wayward girls'. We want to make sure that doesn't happen with you, and then we'll be able to be together for a really long time, sweetie."

"That's awful! Did your daddy get in trouble too?" Taylor asked.

"He could have gone to jail for it. Fortunately, my daddy was able to bribe the guy that took the DNA samples for daddy and my brothers. The guy he bribed made sure he got their DNA swab samples swapped with someone else's, so the paternity test showed none of them was the father of my baby. But they still took me away, because Daddy had allowed someone to get me pregnant, and I wouldn't confirm who did it. I insisted it was a boy I met at a school dance, who I never saw in decent light." Karla wriggled her hips, but was still stuck.

"But what happened to your baby, Mommy? Do I have an older brother or sister you didn't tell me about?" Taylor asked, as she sat back on the bed.

"He... I had a baby boy, dear, but... he didn't make it. The doctors said something was... wrong inside... and he didn't live more than a few hours after I gave birth to him. I never even saw him." Karla closed her eyes and sighed sadly. "There was nothing they could do to save him. I swore if I ever got preggers again, I'd do whatever it took to make sure that baby had a good life. And I have, so far, with you sweetheart."

"You never told me that story before," Karl said, his shaft finally slipping free of his maid. "I'm so sorry."

Karla slipped a paw over her slit and pinched it shut, trapping Karl's seed inside her for a moment. "Nothing you could have done about it. You were a fresh start, and I was afraid at first to tell anyone why I was in that home for wayward girls. Taylor? Get mommy a small juice glass from the kitchen. I saw they at least have glasses and plates and silverware in there."

"All right, mommy!" Taylor bounced off the bed and padded into the other room, soon returning with a small juice glass. "How's this?" she asked, handing it to her mother.

"Perfect. Now watch this, sweetheart! Look at how much daddy filled me up with!" Still kneeling over Karl's thighs, she placed the glass below her slit, and parted her vulva with the fingers of her other hand, then pushed a bit. A stream of Karl's seed poured from her slit into the glass, filling it a third of the way full. When she had expelled all she could, she took a sip, then offered the glass to her daughter with a smile. "Breakfast? Drink that, dear. Your daddy's hot seed, and my juices combined."

Taylor took the glass, sniffed at it, and then did as she was told as her parents looked on, drinking her father's semen, smiling, and then eagerly lapping the glass clean with several swipes of her long tongue. "It's... a little different than what came out of daddy last night. Feels kind of odd and sticky."

"Well, it's best straight from the source," Karla said. "Tonight you can suck him until he fills your mouth, and then, if you want to try something new, we can have him fill me, and then have you lick it right back out. Daddy really likes that idea, see? He got hard again just watching you drink that, and thinking about tonight!"

Karl laughed and got out of bed. "I love the idea. And I love both of you. But now MY tummy is growling! So let's all get cleaned up, and go get breakfast."

"Yay! I want waffles, OK daddy?" Taylor said, suddenly all little girl again.

"I think we can arrange that dear," Her father said with a smile.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 34

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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February 2003 - Visby, Sweden

After getting breakfast at a restaurant where Taylor could get her waffles, Karl, Karla and Taylor spent Saturday morning walking along the seashore, looking for shells, and talking about life back at the mansion.

"What's it like where you live, Daddy?" Taylor asked.

"Well, the Bernerholdt mansion is in a large, walled estate. It's within walking distance of the city of Bern, but once you're inside the walls, you'd have a hard time telling that you're not way out in the country. Most of the estate is forested, and the road from the entrance to the mansion winds through the woods so the mansion can't be seen from the gate, and the city and walls can't be seen from the mansion. It takes a good fifteen minutes just to walk from the front gate to the mansion itself," her father replied.

"Ohhh! That sounds pretty! Mommy said you have two dozen maids? That seems like an awful lot. Is the mansion really that big?" the little vixen asked.

"It's big, yes. Over 60 bedrooms, if you count the servant's quarters in the mansion. The family suites alone have ten bedrooms, and seven bathrooms, and take up the whole second floor of the North wing. The maids are on the lower floor of that wing, and each maid has her own private bedroom, with a bathroom that they share with one other maid. There's enough maid's rooms for me to have a staff of a little over two dozen maids living in the mansion, without any of them needing to share bedrooms. And of course there's a large formal dining room, and a ballroom, and a library, and an art gallery, and offices, and parlors, and a music room, and a games room, and kitchens and all sorts of other support rooms. And there's several guest suites in the South wing, that are nice enough to even serve visiting royalty. Though I think it's been at least 15 years since we've had any guest that ranked higher than a prince or a princess," Karl said.

"Wow! Really? Mommy? He isn't kidding, is he? It's really that big?" Taylor asked, awestruck.

"Bigger," Karla said. "He didn't mention the motor pool, with garages for 20 cars, and four apartments for chauffeurs and mechanics. Or the dormitories and cottages for the groundskeepers, gardeners, and security staff. Or the tennis courts, swimming pool, and gardens. You could spend a year or more exploring what is inside the walls, and still find a few surprises later, that you missed. There's even a stream and a small lake."

"Ohhhh! That sounds so wonderful! And are there lots of people living in the mansion? Are there other kids to play with?" Taylor asked.

"Well, I don't have many family members living there right now, no. My parents have their own mansion, and rarely visit mine. My wife, Helga, is separated from me, and lives on her own estate. She only visits over the Christmas and New Year's holidays, and on our children's birthdays. Our two legitimate children, Hans and Heidi, live with me. They would be your half-brother and half-sister. But you mustn't let them know that you're related to them! Hans is almost six now, and Heidi just turned two. Their Governess, Miss Cheri, is a single mother with a daughter of her own, named Marie, who has just recently turned five. Cheri has a suite of rooms in the family section of the mansion, where she keeps an eye on Hans, Heidi and Marie. And nine of the maids are between the ages of ten and fourteen. I'm sure they will all love getting to know you and playing with you. You'll go to school with those maids, at a private girl's academy in Bern. The older maids either attend one of the local colleges, or take correspondence classes, if they want to continue their studies past high school. All expenses paid by me, of course. As I've said, I take care of my maids as if they were my own family," Karl said. "As for Hans and Heidi, they will have private tutors for their school lessons."

"And you... you mate with almost all those maids, Daddy?"

"Most of them, yes," Karl replied. "The four oldest maids I don't mate with any more. They have other duties running the household. But most of the rest can expect to be in my bed once a week, either in the morning or in the evening. I keep a rotation schedule, to be fair to all of them. Of course, sometimes a girl is sick, or is otherwise unavailable, and that changes who I call on. And on some occasions I call for two or more at once, so I can enjoy them as I have been doing with you and your mother. Especially when they are twins. I have three sets of twins among the maids right now. Once you come to the mansion, on your summoning days it will be your mother and I waiting for you in my room. But she will come in via the secret passages, so people don't start wondering if there is a connection between you two."

"Secret passages? You really have secret passages, like in the movies? Way cool!" Taylor exclaimed. "It's like a fairy tale story come true! This is going to be so much fun!"

"I'm glad you feel that way. It's a rare thing for one of my maids to not enjoy her time in my employ. I take great pride in my ability to learn what pleases each of them, and to adjust what I ask them to do so it will be fun for all who participate. And when a maid decided to move on, I have connections with friends who have their own estates, and can get them new jobs with some of my special friends." Karl paused as his stomach growled. "Enough walking and talking for now. Let's get lunch, and go back to the cottage to relax and play some more together."

"Sounds good to me," Karla said. "But I could use a shower, to wash the sand out from between my toes. Can we go to the cottage first, get cleaned up, and then go eat?"

"We can do that, certainly. Let's all go and share a shower, and wash the beach out of our fur. And we can drop off Taylor's shell and pretty rock collection while we're at it," Karl replied, as he scooped Taylor up and placed her on his shoulders.

"Wheeee!" Taylor squealed as her daddy lifted her effortlessly. "Daddy is so strong!"

Karla smiled wistfully as she watched Karl playing on the beach with their daughter, much as any father would with their child. It made her glad to see them getting along so well together. But at the same time, she was sad that this wouldn't last, and that once Taylor was at the castle, they would all have to pretend she was 'just another maid', and not his daughter. But, this was the best she was likely to do for Taylor, while Karl's parents still lived. At least Taylor would know her father, as both a man and a lover, and be cared for while she grew to an adult. And after that? Well, best not to think too far ahead yet. Perhaps Karl would get so used to the illicit thrill of mating with his own daughter that he would want to continue doing so, even after she became an adult. "You two look so cute together," she said, as she took Karl's arm in hers and walked back to the cottage with them. "I'm so glad this is working out so well."

Back at the cottage, they showered together, and blow-dried each other off, and while her fur was being dried, Taylor got to suckle her Daddy long enough to get another big mouthful of his seed.

Then they went off to lunch at a fast food restaurant, and Taylor happily played on the restaurant's playground equipment with the other kids. It was hard to believe that just half an hour earlier, she had been sucking her father off, and greedily gulping down his seed.

They spent all afternoon playing video games with Taylor. Karl was terrible at this, but kept trying anyway, with Taylor sitting on his lap and her squirming behind giving him a hard on. He kissed her each time she won a game.

After a quick dinner, they went to bed together, and Taylor immediately pounced on her papa, and started teasing his shaft out of his sheath and into her eager mouth. "I think our daughter is becoming a nymphomaniac!" Karl said, half jokingly.

"What's that, Daddy?" Taylor asked.

"It's a good girl who can't get enough sex with the people she loves, dear. A nymphomaniac always wants more, and is always ready to please their partner," Karl replied. "But it's not a term you should apply to yourself in public. You have to be careful about the words that you use, when they apply to sex stuff. Girls your age aren't supposed to know how to suck a male's cock, or to know words like cunt and asshole. So at school, you should use the childish names that the other girls at school use, like calling your cunt 'my slit', or 'my trickle', and calling a boy's cock 'his thingie', if you refer to it at all. Do you understand, dear?"

Taylor licked her daddy a few times, while she thought about that. "I think so. Most of the girls don't talk about sex at all. Sometimes they giggle and whisper, but they don't really know anything. Just stuff they have read in a book, or seen in a movie on TV. Why don't their mommies and daddies teach them, like you and mommy are teaching me?"

Karla took up the answer this time. "Because some people think the best way to keep young kids from having babies too soon is to not tell them anything at all about sex, until well after they have been having their periods and going into heat. But the problem with that is that kids are curious. If the grown-ups don't tell them, they will start experimenting with each other and find out stuff on their own. We don't want you learning these things from some strange boy that hardly knows what he is doing himself. It's too easy to make a mistake. Do you know what a condom is? Or how to get one? How about birth control pills?"

"No, mommy. I don't know what those are," Taylor said. "Something to make babies not happen, I guess?"

"Bright girl! That's good use of logic, dear. Yes, a condom is a rubbery cover that a man places over his cock, so his seed gets trapped when he comes, and doesn't go into the girl. It's like a balloon, sort of. As long as it doesn't break, the girl won't get pregnant. But accidents do happen. My daddy always used a condom when he mated with me. But one night, I was in heat, and he was really eager to please me, and his condom broke, and his seed filled me. That was how he got me pregnant. But you see, kids your age, if they don't know these things, they have no way to prevent the girl from getting pregnant. Most boys and girls your age, or a little older, just know that the girl gets itchy every month, and it feels good when she rubs her cunt. And boys find out it always feels good when they rub their cocks. So if they get together and experiment, they eventually try sticking the boy's cock in the girl's cunt, and if he puts his seed inside her, a baby might happen. Some kids don't even know that is what makes babies, so they don't even think about doing anything to prevent one." Karla paused, and looked at Taylor. "Understand? Mating doesn't always make a baby, but once a girl has started having her period, it can happen, if a boy's seed gets inside her cunt at the right time."

"I guess... But when I swallow daddy's seed, won't that make a baby in me?"

"No dear. It has to go inside your cunt, and make it into a deeper place, called your womb. You can swallow as much as you can, or he can put as much as he can inside your asshole, and that won't ever get you pregnant. That's why the first things we're teaching you how to do are how to use your muzzle to please him, and later we'll teach you how to take a cock up your asshole, like he does with me."

"Really? When will I learn that? It seems impossible. He's so big!"

"When you're a little older dear. Before you turn ten, all right?"

"All right, mommy." She went back to sucking on her Daddy, and soon was rewarded with a hot mouthful of seed, which she swallowed.

"Ummmm. that was wonderful, honey," Her father said. "Now let me lick you as a reward, and as soon as I get stiff again, you can watch your mother ride my cock. Face toward my feet this time, so you can see better." As soon as she was in position, Karl started licking his daughter's swollen labia. She should be out of heat in another day or two, he judged.

Karla suckled Karl until he was hard again, and then mounted him, facing her daughter. She slowly inched down on the shaft, putting on a good show for her little girl. "Mommy uses a different type of birth control. It's called Norplant. There's several little rods of medicine that they inject under the skin, in your arm. It lasts for five years, making it pretty much impossible to have a baby. But they can be removed before then, and the girl becomes fertile again within a month. It also has the advantage that my period only happens once every three months or so. That is what I want to try for you, but not until we are ready to remove you from the school and take you home with us. It would be almost impossible to explain to your school nurse why a nine year old girl was no longer a virgin, and needed to be on birth control."

"Am I still a virgin, Mommy? I've been doing sex stuff with you and daddy," Taylor asked.

"You'll be a virgin until your daddy stuffs his cock into your tight little cunt, and tears your hymen. That's a thin crescent of flesh that partly closes off the hole for your cunt. I showed it to you last month, when I showed you how to use the douche kit, remember? That tender part I told you not to poke or claw at?" Her mother replied, as she started to pant and breathe faster, riding Karl's shaft.

"Oh yeah! I've been careful with that, mommy. Does it hurt when he... when he tears it? That sounds like it hurts."

"It will hurt for a little while, dear, yes. There's no avoiding that. But once it has been torn, and has had a chance to heal up, and once your cunt gets used to being stretched that much, you'll be able to take daddy all the way inside you, just like I am doing now. And that feels really good! Oh, does it!" Karla threw her head back and murred happily as her first orgasm hit.

Taylor's questions were cut off by her own orgasm, as her daddy's licking pushed her over the top. She mewled and squirmed atop him, grinding her pubes against his rough doggy tongue.

Several happy minutes later, she felt her mommy tapping her on the head. Karla had disengaged from Karl, whose slick, cum-slicked shaft was slowly retracting into its sheath. Karla straddled over her daughter and master, one paw pinching her slit shut, and she held her pubes close to her daughter's face as her other paw tipped her daughter's nose toward the ceiling. "Open your mouth wide, Taylor, and tip your head back, so you can catch your daddy's seed in your mouth. No glass, this time, dear. Straight from mommy to you!" As soon as her daughter was in position, Karla removed her pinching paw, and expelled the hot load of semen into her daughter's waiting mouth.

Taylor gulped and swallowed several times, as her father's seed poured into her mouth. It seemed like so much more, and much faster, than when she sucked daddy! Once she has swallowed it all, her mother pushed herself closer, and Taylor found herself licking her mother's slit. She tried to remember what Daddy had been doing to make her feel so good, and was still doing to her, and to do that for Mommy. Apparently she got it right, because soon mommy closed her eyes and moaned happily with another orgasm. Soon after that Taylor had another orgasm, and they all lay down and cuddled each other.

"I love you both, so much," Karl said, as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 35

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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February 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Sunday morning, before Karl woke up, Karla got out a small video camera, and set it up on a tripod by the dresser. She started it, and then had Taylor walk into the bedroom from the hall, dressed in her pink Cartoon World pajamas and carrying a stuffed animal. Taylor crept up beside her daddy on the bed, let go of the stuffed toy, and slowly pulled the covers down, until she could see her sleeping father's sheath. Then Taylor licked at daddy's sheath until his shaft slipped out and into her mouth, and she woke her daddy up by sucking him off, then happily swallowed all his seed. Then mommy joined them on the bed, and Taylor got licked to an orgasm by daddy, while mommy rode daddy's cock and daddy filled Mommy with a second load of his seed. Then daddy got off the bed, and Taylor laid on her back, while her mother straddled her face. Taylor opened her muzzle wide, and got to swallow her daddy's hot seed as it poured into her open mouth from her mother's slit. The little vixen kept on licking after that flow stopped, until she gave her mommy another orgasm. Finally, Karla got off her daughter's face, and gave her little girl a long, passionate kiss, tasting Karl's seed in their daughter's mouth, and they both smiled at daddy, who stopped the camera.

As they ate breakfast, they replayed the tape and watched it together, so Taylor could see how pretty she was while having sex with her parents, and how happy they all were. All Taylor could say was, "Wow! Jus' a week ago, I didn't know how to do any of that. This is so much fun!"

They played on the beach all morning, and Karl even built a sandcastle with his daughter. It didn't come out very well, though, as they had no buckets or shovels, and had to make do with their paws and a few sticks of driftwood. Taylor was pleased, though, and that was what really mattered. Karla made home movies of that, too, though definitely on a different tape!

After lunch, they mated again, and Karla set up the camera to record it. They started with Karl kneeling beside the bed, and Taylor laying on her back, in front of daddy, with her head hanging off the edge and her mouth wide open. Karla got a great close-up as Karl throat-fucked his daughter, and the angle of the shot clearly showed the bulge in the little vixen's throat as her father repeatedly thrust his full length into her open muzzle! As he started to knot up, he reduced the depth of his thrusts, so his knot just bumped Taylor's nose. He groaned and climaxed, and her throat convulsed as she gulped down every last drop of her daddy's seed. After Taylor swallowed her daddy's load, they had her lay on her back on the bed. Then her mother knelt on all fours over her daughter, so her slit was right above Taylor's face. "This time you'll get a really close look, sweetheart, while daddy mates with mommy. And I want you to lick us while he does it, all right?"

"All right, mommy. I'll try," Taylor replied. She saw her mother play with herself for a few minutes, and then daddy knelt behind mommy on the bed, and guided his shaft past Taylor's nose and into mommy's slit. Once her daddy stared pumping in and out of mommy, Taylor started licking at her mother's clitoris, and at daddy's shaft as it slid in and out. Both her parents moaned appreciatively, and mommy stated fingering Taylor's clitty with one paw, while bracing herself with the other.

After several pleasurable minutes, Taylor started seeing a change in daddy's cock, as that 'knot' at the base of his shaft started to get bigger. It popped in and out of mommy with a wet, sucking sound, as his precum dribbled out and Taylor licked it up. Then, just when it seemed there was no way that big knot was going to fit any more, daddy shoved it in hard and held it in place, and Taylor could see her mommy's tummy fur bulge a bit, just above her clitty, as daddy's knot finished getting to full size. Her parents were both breathing hard and making the sorts of noises that Taylor now understood meant they were having orgasms. She had one herself as her mother's fingering pushed her over the top.

"Open wide, sweetheart!" daddy said a few minutes later, as he started to pull his cock out of mommy. Taylor opened her mouth, and caught the gush of fresh seed that spilled from her mother's cunt. Then the shameless vixen licked mommy to another orgasm. Both her parents kissed her passionately when she was done, and then they turned off the tape.

When they were watching the tape that afternoon, Taylor asked, "Won't you and daddy get in trouble if someone sees those tapes?"

"We could, dear, if we let anyone find them. But they will be in a diplomatic courier's pouch when we fly them home with us. And we'll be on one of your father's planes, so there will only be one custom's official to deal with, who is used to making only a cursory check of our luggage. Like when we flew to Cartoon World, in Paris," Karla replied. "Your father frequently makes tapes of prospective maids, or has tapes sent to him. But since his airline is regularly used for real diplomatic courier deliveries, no one notices one extra pouch."

They had an early dinner, and then took Taylor back to her school. Taylor wanted to wait until morning, but her father insisted that they couldn't, this time, since their return flight was already scheduled for this evening. "We'll be back in four weeks, and have even more fun, I promise. This month, and every month, until your birthday."

"Oh, all right, daddy. I just wish I could go back with you now," Taylor said.

"Patience, sweetheart," her father replied. "I know it's hard, but we need to wait a bit longer."

March 2003 - Visby, Sweden

When Karla and Karl arrived the next month to pick up Taylor, they had an unexpected delay. The secretary in the office introduced them to the school nurse, who was waiting in the office for them to arrive. Taylor was nowhere in sight.

"Ah! Mr. and Mrs. Schwartzfield! I'm so glad that both of you came today to get Taylor. I'm Ms Timmons, the school nurse. Taylor's told me a lot about the two of you. Could the two of you come to my office for a brief chat?"

Karla looked at Karl, who simply nodded, and they followed the nurse down the hall. The nurse ushered them into the office, and latched the door, then sat down behind her desk.

"Is there a problem with Taylor, Ms Timmons? Has she become ill?" Karl asked, as calmly as he could.

"Ill? Oh my, no, she's quite healthy. I just wanted to chat with you briefly, before you take her for the weekend," the nurse said.

"If she isn't ill, then what is this about?" Karla asked.

"Ah... Well, I'll get to the point then. The two of you are of course aware that Taylor is already having periods, and has been coming into heat? She is in heat right now, as a matter of fact," the nurse replied, still smiling in a friendly way.

"Yes. We are aware of that. In fact, our visits have been timed to allow us to be with her on the weekend that she was in heat each month. So we can be there to help her cope with the changes she is experiencing," Karla said.

"I thought that was the case," said the nurse, as she took a manila folder from the drawer of her desk. "Of course, different girls mature at different rates. She's a good year or two ahead of most of her classmates. Not unheard of, by any means, but it could be especially difficult on one so young."

"I matured early myself, so I understand," Karla said smoothly, relaxing somewhat. "I was about nine and a half myself when I had my first period. Taylor was with us when her first one hit, in January. As I said, it's one of the reasons we are seeing her every month now."

Karl nodded, now calm and in control of the situation. "I'd have to ask my mother about her own starting. It wasn't something she talked about to her sons, and I have no sisters. But I've seen my wife's medical records, and so we anticipated Taylor might also be an early bloomer. I applied for a reassignment, and took a pay cut, so I could be free on a predictable basis for her each month. Got myself transferred to the airline's pilot training facility, so I have my weekends free."

"Really? My, that's admirable dedication. So many of our parents all but abandon their children to us, once they enroll them here." The nurse fiddled with the folder a moment, before continuing. "That was why I wanted to speak with you. To commend you on Taylor's hygiene, and her technical knowledge of what is happening to her body. She got a perfect score on the exam last week on 'our bodies, ourselves'. And she's been in remarkable control of herself since her heats started. Whatever you've been teaching her, it's done her a world of good."

"Thank you. We do believe a well-educated approach is best. Will that be all?" Karla asked.

"Well, there is one more thing, though, it seems silly to even mention it. School policy requires that when a girl starts her heat, we have to give the parents this packet of educational materials, to assist them in teaching their daughter basic hygiene, and... um... the facts of life. Not that your family seems to need that. And we do have one request, though it may strike you as a bit odd," the nurse stated, handing Karla the packet.

"Request? What would that be?" Karla asked.

"Would you allow Taylor to wear perfume? Just when she's in season? We have no boys enrolled here, and no males among the teaching staff. But a room full of girls with one or more of them in heat can still be a distraction. We've found that certain perfumes mask the scent fairly well, and contribute to a more disciplined classroom. There's a list of the best choices in the packet, as well as some free samples," the nurse replied.

"Like 'Georgio', perhaps?" Karl replied. "I may have no sisters, but some of the stewardesses that have been in my air crews have mentioned that trick to me. I'm sure Karla knows it as well. They wear 'Georgio' and similar perfumes if they have to fly while in heat, so their scent does not cause problems with the passengers. Certainly, she may wear any of the perfumes on your list, if it will help with classroom discipline. Anything else?"

"No, that will be all. Thank you for taking the time to talk with me. It's so refreshing to meet such well-informed and considerate parents!"

As they walked down the hall to get Taylor, Karla asked "'Georgio', eh? That was the first thing you gave me as a gift, when I accepted your full service! And here I thought your first gift to me was just because you liked me!"

"I did! And I still do! But how else could I survive in a mansion with 24 young women, than by using tricks like that?" Karl replied with a laugh.

That weekend, and the next visit with Taylor, in April, went much as the last weekend together did. The only real difference was that they started to allow Taylor to watch closely while Karl had anal sex with Karla, and they taught her more about the necessities of keeping herself clean, and of going to the bathroom carefully and completely before seeking your lover, so neither a full bladder nor a need to use the toilet would hinder the pleasurable experiences for both of them.

May 2003 - Bern Switzerland, at the Bernerholdt Estates.

In May, M'Lady Kim announced that she was getting married to a nice young fellow she had been dating in town, and that she was resigning to become a wife and, hopefully, a mother. A week later, Lord Karl threw a big party for her retirement, and announced that M'Lady Karla would take the position as the new Senior maid. Karla wasted no time in asking Miss Cheri to continue as Second Maid, as well as Governess, and Cheri accepted this with good graces.

That did leave Karl with one problem, however. He no longer had a Chauffeur.

After thinking about it for a day or so, he placed a phone call. A day later the person he called returned his call, and agreed to meet with Karl, at a small coffee house in Bern.

Karl went there alone, at the agreed upon time, and saw his potential new chauffeur waiting for him, in one of the private booths near the back. There was a wide dance floor between the booth and any other guests, ensuring a private conversation. Karl has ensured that would be the case when he made the reservations. He sat in the booth, drew the curtains, and accepted the glass of white wine that the other occupant offered him. "Good to see you. I must admit, I wasn't certain you would entertain my offer. Does your current employer know you're meeting with me?" Karl asked.

"Not yet, no. But why ever would I turn down a meeting with such a charming gentlefur?" asked the other, taking a sip of wine from their own glass. "I'm the one who should be surprised, my dear boy. It's been two years, and not a word from you. No hard feelings over past matters, then? I was only obeying my Mistress orders."

"No. No hard feelings. Actually, I... This is a hard thing for me to say, but I sort of miss the experiences we shared. Not my usual choices, certainly, but, on occasion... Besides, I do need a chauffeur. And despite our differences, I know your employer wouldn't have hired you unless you were a first rate driver. So I want to make you an offer. I want you to work for me, on my 'personal staff', as well as my chauffeur. Aside from normal chauffeur duties, I shall probably not call upon you very often for... other duties. But it would be understood that I could do so, and as your Master. My terms, this time. The benefits are excellent, including a private apartment next to the mansion, and I can easily offer an increase in pay from whatever she's paying you. Are you interested?"

The one across the table drank the rest of their wine, and offered a paw to seal the deal. "I never thought I would hear you say that, my dear. You have a deal. I'll have to give the Mistress at least a month's notice, and I'll need to pack my apartment. Shall we say, July first, as my start date?"

Karl took the offered paw, and shook it firmly. "Done. Welcome to the household, Redd."

And with that, Karl hired Redd Brushtail away from Lady Helga, to be his new chauffeur.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 36

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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May 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Karla was alone when she picked Taylor up for their next scheduled meeting. As soon as they were in the car and on the road together, Taylor asked, "Where's Daddy? Isn't he going to see me?"

"We will see him, dear," Karla replied. "But this time you need to work on treating him as someone you're not related to. This will be your first real test to see how well you can pretend you have never met him before, and that he is not your daddy. You and I will be checking into a nice resort hotel in Germany together, as mother and daughter. Your father will have his own room at the same hotel, under his real name, and has a real business scheduled on Saturday morning, with some business associates. You and I are to act like we are there on our own, on a vacation trip, and to play innocently at the swimming pool on Saturday, after lunch. He will appear to encounter me by chance, and ask me out on a date. The three of us will still have playtime together, in our rooms. But no greeting him with 'Hi daddy!', or any of that. And if anyone asks, you're twelve, all right? You'll need to trust us, no matter what happens. We won't ask you to do anything that will hurt you. Nothing that you haven't already willingly done with daddy. Can you do that, sweetheart?"

"Yes, mommy. I think I can do that. But can I still call him daddy when we're alone together?" Taylor asked.

"No, not even then. Hotels have thin walls, and someone might hear you. We can't risk that. Even if we're mating together - in fact, especially then - you'll have to be as quiet as you can, so only his voice and mine might be overheard. The whole time we're there we'll be play-acting, as if he was a stranger wanting to date your mommy. Just pay attention to what we say, and play along. And when he asks if I will allow you to join us, I want you to act reluctant, like you would if a real stranger asked for such a thing. But give in when I tell you I want you to do it. Can you be a good little actress and do all that?" Karla said.

"I'll try, mommy. I really want to make both of you happy."

"Can you do it even if there's someone else in the room? Someone you don't know? This is important, sweetheart. You have to be able to do what we say, and play your part, even in front of strangers," Karla asked.

"I guess so," Taylor said, after a long pause. "That would feel pretty weird, though."

"Trust us, sweetheart. It will be fine, I promise," Karla said as they pulled into the airport and parked by the private aviation hangar for Karl's airline.

May 2003 - Munich, Germany

The resort hotel was a nice one, mid-range in price, and frequented by both business executives and vacation goers. There were several conference centers for business meetings, and the sign in front welcomed a gathering of tool and die manufacturers.

Karl concluded his real business as rapidly as he could, and then met for lunch with one of his field agents, who occasionally helped him to procure new girls as maids. The 45 year old Rottweiler, named Frederick, could be trusted to play a part well, and to remain silent if anything embarrassing happened. But he also didn't know either Karla or Taylor. "So, that's the plan, Fred," Karl concluded, as they finished lunch. "We're officially sporting goods salesmen, here on business. But we'll scout out the girls at poolside, and look for likely candidates. Just play along with me, as I troll the waters. If I find a suitable girl, and a parent or parents who are willing to play along, we may net a new prospect."

"You got it, boss. Meet you at poolside. Er, are you my boss in this scene? Or am I yours?" Fred replied.

"You'll be my boss this time. But follow my lead, and back off when I suggest you should. No sense spooking a good catch by pushing for too much, too fast," Karl said.

"Got it," Fred said, as he left.

Twenty minutes later, Fred and Karl were lounging by the pool in their swim trunks, alternately swimming around the shallow end, and resting with drinks while they observed which parents seemed to be associated with young girls. Perhaps they actually would luck into a new candidate while here, in which case Karl and his partner would normally do a follow up investigation and background checks on the subjects they identified, and report back to Karl with their findings. But on occasion they would stumble onto a candidate already ripe for picking, like a single mom, who was finding it inconvenient to try to pick up a new husband with an adolescent or teenage girl in tow. And that was what Karl intended to make this look like.

"I think I see a good one," Fred said. "Over there under the blue sunshade. That pretty vixen's had three half-drunk businessmen come up to her with a come-on line in the last 10 minutes, and then they scooted when she pointed to one of the kids in the pool. Her kit looks to be 9 to 12. Can't tell for sure. The last guy looked to be as old as you are, and yet she seemed willing to chat him up. Now she looks rather frustrated."

Karl looked were Fred was pointing, and noted it was Karla he was talking about. The two-piece swimsuit Taylor was wearing did make her look a bit older, though she was still flat as any boy in the chest. "I guess. Let's see if the 'Maestro' can fare any better. Swim over there with me."

The two men slipped into the pool, and Karl homed in on Karla, swimming right past Taylor so they almost touched one another. His daughter didn't react at all. Leaning on the edge of the pool, he looked up at Karla and chatted with her in a friendly tone. "Now why would such a pretty vixen be all alone out here, and turning down the advances of several nice looking men? Got a husband nearby that I missed?"

Karla looked at Karl, and frowned. "Not a very original pick up line, but I'll bite. They turned me down, not the other way 'round. Because I'm not alone. No husband, no. Just a single mom with cute kid that makes one too many for most guys on the make. So now that we've established that, you can just swim off in search of better prospects." She lay back as if that was the end of the matter.

"Now why would I do that? I don't mind kids, as long as they do what they are told, and don't get in the way. Maybe I could even help you out? Which one's yours?" he asked.

Karla sat up on the lounge chair, and pointed at Taylor. "The vixen in the pink bikini. She's twelve." She paused while Karl looked around and spotted where Taylor was now. "Not running off yet? Well, maybe we can talk, then. I'm Karla. What did you say your name was? Taylor! Swim over here, dear!"

"I didn't say. And would you believe my name is Karl? It's like we were fated to meet, with similar names and all," Karl replied.

"Drop the 'desperate bachelor playbook', hon. It isn't helping your odds. Buy me a drink?" Karla said, as Taylor swam in their direction.

"Gladly. She's a cute vixen, and Taylor's a nice sounding name. Twelve, you said?" He smiled a Taylor. "Hello little lady. My name is Karl. Would you mind if I borrow your mommy for a few minutes? We'll just be over there at the bar."

Taylor looked up at her mother, and waited for her to indicate approval before speaking. "Hello mister," Taylor said. "I guess that's OK, if mommy says it is."

"We'll be right over there, dear, where I can still watch you. Be a good girl, and don't talk to any strangers," Karla said, as she stood up and stretched. Her own bright yellow bikini barely provided enough cover to maintain public decency.

Karl smiled at Fred, and said, "Catch you later, boss."

Fred just smiled. "Sure. Relax and have fun. You've earned a break."

Karl and Karla had a drink at the bar, and chatted out of Frederick's earshot for a while. Then Karla came back to the pool with her arm around Karl's waist, and spoke to Taylor. "Sweetie? Will you be all right if mommy leaves you here for a bit? Mommy's had enough sun for now, and I'm going back to our room for a while. There's a lifeguard over there you can go to if anyone bothers you. Just... have fun for an hour, or so, and then mommy will take you shopping. All right?"

"Sure, Mommy. I'm having lotsa fun here. I'll be all right," Taylor said.

Karla took Karl back to her room, and they mated rapidly. As she waited for his knot to subside, she asked, "So, that guy with you is the one?"

"Yes," Karl said. "We can trust him not to go too far. And if Taylor fails to play her role well enough, he can be trusted to forget all about it."

Karla sighed, "All right. We'll do as you planned. I just hope she's up for it."

That night, Karl picked Taylor and Karla up for dinner, and they sat at a table near the bar, where Fred was relaxing with a drink after his own meal. the field agent watched as Karl wined and dined the two vixens, marveling at how easily the aristocrat got on friendly terms with both the mother and her child. After the three headed off to Karla's room together, Fred finished his drink and went back to his own room.

After they got into the room, Karla whispered into Taylor's ear, "Perfect performance so far, sweetheart! Keep it up!" Then she said in a more normal voice "Watch some cartoons baby. Mister Karl and I want to talk in private."

Taylor turned on the TV and found an animated movie that she wanted to watch, and waited impatiently.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 37

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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May 2003 - Munich, Germany

Taylor watched cartoons in the hotel room for 15 minutes or so, and was getting very impatient. Mommy had taken daddy into the bedroom by herself, and they hadn't asked her to join them, like they promised. She was just about to peek in the door of the bedroom they were in, when the door opened, and her mother stepped out, wearing nothing and looking somewhat flustered.

"Honey? Come here darling. Mommy wants to ask a big favor of her big girl," Karla asked. When Taylor stood up, Karla retreated back into the bedroom.

"What do you want, mommy?" Taylor asked. As she stepped into the room, she saw that Karl had also undressed, and that he was already quite stiff. She remembered what her mother had told her on the way to the hotel, and tried to forget that this was her daddy, or that she had already done sex stuff with him. She tried to act the way she would have done months earlier, before she had seen her daddy and mommy mating for the first time. "Why are you and Mister Karl naked, mommy? Are you gonna take a bath?"

Karla knelt beside her daughter and hugged her close, and whispered "Honey? Mister Karl wants to do some really nice things for us. But first you and I have to do some nice things for him, OK? Mommy will be right here, and I'll show you what to do. It's really important that you do this, sweetheart. And be very quiet. We don't want anyone to hear us"

"I guess," Taylor whispered back to Karla. "What do I hafta do, Mommy?"

"Watch mommy, and when I let go of Mister Karl, you do the same things. Like playing 'follow the leader'," Karla said, and then she crawled over to Karl, and started licking and sucking on his cock. Then she beckoned to her daughter, whispering. "Now you, sweetheart. Just do what mommy did."

"OK Mommy!" the little vixen whispered. She walked over to Karl, and didn't really need to kneel at all. She was so much shorter than he was, that she could just stand there and bend her knees a bit, and take him into her mouth. She suckled him for as long as her mother had, and then whispered. "Like that? Seems kind of funny to do, but it's not bad."

"Keep doing it, sweetheart, and don't stop until I tell you," Karla whispered, kneeling behind her little girl.

Taylor nodded and continued sucking her daddy, who started petting her hair with both paws, and thrusting his hips a bit, fucking her muzzle and moaning softly with pleasure. He lightly held her head as he started filling her mouth with his precum.

"Swallow, sweetie. Swallow what's in your mouth," her mother whispered hoarsely, as Karla started fingering herself to her own climax.

As Karl climaxed, he held Taylors head tightly, so she had no choice but to swallow every drop. "There's a good girl! Do what your mommy says, and we'll all be really happy, real soon now," he whispered hoarsely.

When Karl released Taylor, Karla whispered in her daughter's ear. "If we ever say anything about this to anyone, in front of you, this is all that happened, OK? The nice man talked to mommy, and mommy showed you how to do a strange but nice thing for him, and he squirted in your mouth. You'd never done anything like that before."

"All right. You're gonna tell someone else? I thought we had ta keep it a secret?" Taylor whispered.

"Yes dear. Just one person, who only knows Karl. It's part of your test. Once you come home with us, there will be other people that will know he is having sex with you. Sometimes he will have another maid be there and have her serve him as well, and lick you like I lick you. You need to act as if this is all new to you, and he's just a nice stranger," Karla whispered back.

"But can we do more tonight?" the horny little vixen asked.

"Yes, sweetheart. Watch us mate, and we'll let you clean mommy up afterward, and then Karl will lick you. But don't admit that to the person we introduce you to tomorrow." They spent another hour together, mating and discussing in whispers how Taylor was to act the next day.

After they mated, Karl went back to his own hotel room. Frederick was waiting for him. "Let myself in with your spare key card. How'd it go, stud?" Fred asked.

"Smooth. The vixen is a single mom, recently widowed. Struggling to keep herself and her daughter together, and looking for a new husband. If we give the kid a 'Maid Scholarship', mommy will know the kid is cared for, and will be free to hunt a new husband. She even let me muzzle fuck the kid as a token of good faith," Karl said with a smile.

"Damn. You get all the luck. I wouldn't mind a piece of that action," the Rottweiler said.

"I think we could arrange that," Karl said. "I can tell them my boss needs to approve the scholarship, and the kid needs to do him too. If she balks at that, offer her a fat stack of Euros for both of us to fuck mom and muzzle fuck the kid. She's hard up for cash, and will probably go for it. Just don't push our luck and try to fuck the kid. They aren't that eager to go through with the full deal."

Sunday morning, after breakfast, Karl and Frederick knocked on Karla's door. "Can we come in, Ma'am?" Karl asked.

Karla was still dressed in a thin pink bathrobe, and Taylor was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, wearing her pink pajamas and watching an animated kid's program. "I guess... What is all this about? I thought we 'sealed our deal' last night?" She let them in and latched the privacy latch behind them.

"Just one more thing. This is my supervisor, Frederick Hampton. He needs to approve any 'Maid Scholarships' that we give out. Since I'm asking him to grant this one just on my say-so, he... needs to review the qualifications of the candidate," Karl said.

Karla looked dubious. "I see. Well, in for a penny, in for a pound, I guess. Taylor? Mister Karl is back, and has a friend he wants you to meet," Karla replied.

Taylor left the TV running, and stood shyly by her mother, and a little bit behind her. "Hello Mister Karl."

"Taylor? Remember the new game your mommy and I showed you last night? I want you to show my friend Fred here how well you can do that trick."

"I don' wanna. It tasted nasty!" Taylor said, edging behind her mother.

"Well... I suppose we can find some other young girl to get the scholarship, then," Frederick said.

"No! Wait a minute!" Karla said, placing a paw on Fredericks arm, as her robe fell open. "Let me talk to her." She knelt beside Taylor. "Just one more time, sweetie. For me? Mommy will be right here. No one will hurt you."

"I don' wanna!" Taylor said again, but with less conviction.

"Let me sweeten the deal, then," Frederick said. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a thick sheaf of Euros. He counted out 300 Euros onto the table next to him. "I'll give you that as a bonus if Karl and I both get to muzzle fuck the kid. Another 200 if we both get to fuck you, too, Ma'am, while the kid watches. Plus the scholarship. Last offer. Nothing she didn't do last night. We won't hurt her."

"That's a lot of money, sweetheart. Please. Please say yes?" Karla said to Taylor, winking at her as she turned away from Frederick and looked her daughter in the eyes.

"Oh, all right," Taylor said, with feigned reluctance.

Frederick unzipped his pants and motioned for Taylor to get started, while Karl and Karla started getting undressed.

Taylor looked up at the strange man, and then down at his cock that was starting to slip free of his sheath. It didn't look like it was going to be as big as daddy's. She closed her eyes, and started sucking the man, and felt his paws somewhat roughly grabbing her by the ears. He didn't taste all that different at first. Maybe a little more bitter.

Fred was in heaven. The little vixen's tongue felt so soft and smooth, and her innocent face was so cute. Dressed in her pajamas, and with the kids show running on the TV, she looked a lot younger than in that bikini yesterday. He revised his estimate on her age downward. Not twelve, certainly. More like ten or eleven? Nine even? The more he thought about that possibility, the harder he humped her face, and the tighter he held her by the ears. "That's good, kid! Really good. Keep that up!"

He came pretty quickly, and Taylor almost choked on his flow. He was a lot more bitter than daddy! "Yuk!" she said. Taylor wanted to spit it out, but most of it had gone right down her throat.

As soon as Fred was done, Karl took his place, while Fred stripped, and Karla started sucking him hard again. As soon as Fred was hard, he lay on his back right next to Taylor, and motioned for Karla to mount his shaft.

Karl petted his daughter's hair gently, trying to make it enjoyable for her. Fred had been much too rough with the kid. He smoothed her hair and humped her mouth, and soon came himself, complementing her as she swallowed it all.

With his shaft still slick with his seed, and the last spurts spraying across Taylor's face as he pulled out of her muzzle, Karl swiftly got into place behind Karla, sprayed her tail hole with cum, and stroked himself to fully hard again. He positioned the tip at her back door as Karla leaned forward, tail held high, and he entered her with a single thrust.

Karla nearly screamed as he did that, but kept humping, getting off on being double-penetrated in front of their own daughter. She told herself she would have to convince Karl and Taylor for a repeat performance some time, once Taylor was fully trained. Karl had never shared her with another male before this, and she found she loved the feeling of two hard cocks filling her at once!

Taylor sat on the floor and watched this exhibition, while wiping her father's seed from her face. The strange man hadn't tasted anywhere near as good as daddy did.

Once the three adults were done, Karla laid on her back on the floor, both tail and cunt dripping with seed, as Frederick dressed, and left 600 Euros on the table. "That was great, both of you. We'll start processing the scholarship immediately. Karl will stay and get the details we need." He left soon after that.

When he was gone, Karla asked "Taylor? Come lick my slit clean, dear."

Taylor did, but looked up at her mother as she finished. "That man didn't taste as good as Mister Karl. I don't like the way he tasted."

Karla kissed her daughter, and nodded. "He's been drinking beer. That will give a man a bitter taste. Most men taste better, sweetheart. At least the few I've tasted have."

"I guess. I'd rather not do that again with a strange man, though," Taylor admitted.

"Fair enough," Karl said. You passed the test just fine. And I won't ask you again to serve another male, unless you agree well in advance that you're willing to try him."

Karl took the money off the table and looked at both Taylor and Karla. "I want to be clear on one thing, ladies. No maid in my employ is ever hired out to strangers just for money. This was necessary to make that man believe completely that you were not yet in my employ. But my maids are not whores. They are my servants, and my family. This money will go into Taylor's account, but it will be the only time anyone gets her services, or yours, Karla, merely because they offer money."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 38

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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May 2003 - Munich, Germany

Karl, Karla and Taylor all showered down and got dressed again, and then sat down quietly at a table in Karla and Taylor's hotel room, to discuss the weekend's events, and what the future held for Taylor. They left the TV on with the kids show playing, to prevent anyone from overhearing what was said.

"I do hope you're not mad at us, Taylor, for making you do that with Frederick?" Karl asked.

"Oh, not really, 'Mister Karl'. Mama just said not to make it easy at first. But it did feel really weird doing that with someone I didn't know at all. He was too rough, though. Not gentle like you. An' he really didn't taste anywhere near as good as you do," Taylor replied, keeping in character for her role as an un-related kid.

Karl smiled at the fact that Taylor remembered to do that. "Good girl. I agree he was too rough with you. I think he got carried away because you are so young and cute. And I hadn't even thought about him tasting bad." He laughed a little. "As you might expect, I don't have much experience myself with how other males taste, and had certainly never tasted him, myself. I do like licking my own seed from my maids, and I have, on a few special occasions, shared a maid with another male, and licked her out after the other guy had sex with her. But those few males all tasted pretty much the same as my own seed. I guess I thought they all did. I'm sorry."

"That's probably because you all were eating and drinking pretty much the same things, dear," Karla said knowingly. "I could always tell when daddy had been drinking beer. He didn't do it often, but when he did, it made him bitter tasting for the next couple of days. My brothers never tasted like that, because they were too young to drink beer."

"I'll have to keep that in mind, then. I prefer a good wine or brandy to beer, so I guess that is why I don't taste bad. And my guests and I dine well, as do my staff. So you're probably right about similar diet making males taste similar," Karl said.

"Is it like that with all the girls when you hire them, da... er, Mister Karl?" Taylor asked.

"No. It depends a lot on the girl, and her family circumstances. If the girl is already sexually active, sometimes I do see if her parents are willing to let her have sex with me first, to make sure the girl won't be upset with having sex with me later, and that the parents really are not going to complain if I do. In that case, I mate with the girl when I interview them. Usually, that will be as gentle an affair as I can make it. Those are often families with more children than they can care for, or who have other troubles, and they are already considering putting the child up for adoption. Giving their girl into my care provides a home and an income for the girl, is safer than many adoptive families, and I also give the parents a nice financial compensation," Karl said. "For example, I hired a pair of Russian twins a couple years ago. The girls were constantly getting into trouble for having sex with boys at school, and even with a few of their teachers. With me, the girls are happy, and get enough sex to keep them out of trouble."

"In some cases, the family doesn't know the details of what I will require the girl to do. Usually these girls have never had sex at all, but their parents can't afford to support them. In other cases, the parents have died in an accident, or the kids were already in an orphanage or a 'home for troubled kids'. I take my time in training such girls, like I am doing with you, and I let each girl set the pace," Karl continued. "I recently hired another pair of twins and their older brother, after their parents were killed in an avalanche. The girls work as my maids, and the boy I hired as a gardener, to keep them together and happy."

"Your case is special. Your mother and I both agree that the best thing we can do for you, to protect you and care for you, is to train you as one of my maids. It allows you to live with us, and to get a good education. And when you are an adult, you can decide what you want to do with your life," He said. "We want you to be happy, and to be with us, as long as you want to remain with us."

Taylor thought about that for a while. "What if I want to stay for a long time? Like mommy?"

Karl smiled. "Well, the way you're progressing so far, I might just be happy to keep you both as my maids, for a very long time. We will just have to see how that develops. Now, as for the immediate future, we have three more months before your birthday. There are more things I can teach you on those three weekends, back at the cottage. But I don't want to rush things. If we do too much, too soon, your school might find out, and then we're all in trouble. Has the school nurse been very nosy about you lately?"

"Nah. She wants me to wear perfume when I'm in heat, but she hasn't asked me to her office or anything recently, for anything else," Taylor replied.

"Good. We talked to her about the perfume, and gave our permission for you to wear it at school, when you're in heat. Your mom will buy you a bottle on your way home tonight. Now, you two have a safe trip, and I'll see you next month, sweetheart, and I'll see your mother back at my home." Karl stood up and started to leave.

Taylor scooted over and looked up at him with big, 'sad puppy eyes', and asked "Without any more playtime? Can't I at least 'be nice to you' one more time, before you go?"

Karl smiled, unzipped his pants, and presented his sheath to his daughter. "I suppose a 'goodbye kiss' would be fine. Thank you, sweetheart."

Taylor happily licked and suckled her father until he rewarded her efforts with a hot mouthful of his seed, and she didn't let go of him until she had swallowed every drop. Then she smiled up at her daddy, licking her muzzle. "You definitely taste the best!"

June 2003 - Bern Switzerland, at the Bernerholdt Estates.

M'Lady Karla, in a fresh maid's uniform, was holding a meeting with all the maids, to distribute work assignments, and discuss a few policy changes. "And the last item should hopefully not be more than a formality. It's been the policy here since I arrived, and as far as I know for many years prior, that the maids do not discuss what specific duties they perform for the Master when summoned. His tastes, as you know, are quite varied, and it could be embarrassing, both for the maids involved, and for the master, if the wrong people heard the wrong details. Especially if the comments were overheard out of context. Most of you have been very good about that policy, and only talk to each other about personal details when a girl has a need to know - such as when instructing a new girl in how best to please the Master in a specific situation. But there is one exception to that secrecy, in that the practice in the past has been for the Master to call during our morning or evening assignments meetings, and a girl would openly be summoned. I would like to change that practice, by issuing the summons privately to the chosen girl in her written assignments for the afternoon. Unless the Master changes his mind, each girl who would be summoned on that evening, or on the following morning, will know by mid-afternoon when she is to present herself, what sort of 'scene' the Master has requested, and if anyone else will be involved, who to expect to be with them. This will serve two purposes. First, it will allow a girl to be better prepared to serve, rather than being told at the last minute. You can prepare your bodies as needed, or change to suitable attire other than a maid's uniform, or know to bring certain props and toys with you. Second, it should eliminate any cause for jealousy, when one girl gets called more or less frequently than another. If the Master chooses to have the same girl for several nights in a row, or several times in the same week, that is his choice, and not to be questioned. So the maids will not be discussing the frequency of their being Summoned, or who served on a particular night, from here on out. Each of you will only know that you are summoned on a particular night, and if the Master is summoning more than one maid for the same session, you'll know in advance who you will be working with. When you present yourself, your written summons is to be handed to the Master. Any questions?"

"Have there been problems recently? I thought we were all getting along pretty well?" asked Miss Joann, who was relatively new.

"Not particularly," Karla replied. "We just want to make sure it stays that way. Anything else?"

"Will it still be a fairly predictable schedule? Like, if he summons me on Thursday evening for a couple weeks in a row, will that continue to be my likely assigned time? And can we check the schedule in advance?" asked Miss Erica.

"Any of you can come to me, or to Miss Cheri, who will continue to be Second Maid as well as Governess, and we can look up your next several planned assignments. But no one, not even Miss Cheri, will be able to view the whole month's schedule, or to compare their schedule to that of another maid. Only the Master and I will have access to the full schedule. And we will try to keep that as predictable as we can. The main changes will be if a girl becomes ill, and a substitutions is in order. Or of course if we change staffing," Karla said.

"Ummm. What if we're bein' asked ta do something, an' it just isn't feelin' right?" asked Miss Lucy, who was only 12.

"The same rule applies for all of us. Once you fully accept the Master's service, you must attempt any request that he makes of you, no matter how unusual. If you try it three times, and still find it unbearable, tell the Master or myself, and you will not be required to do that particular service in the future. The Master wants each maid to explore her potential for pleasure in many ways, and to enjoy her service. But sometimes, learning new things can certainly feel awkward, or even unpleasant. All the Master asks is that you honestly try to give each new experience a chance. He is always willing to talk to any of us, to determine mutually pleasurable activities," Karla said. "Anything else? No? Then to work, girls! Cheri? Please stay a moment."

As the other maids left to start their duties, Cheri followed Karla into the Senior Maid's office. "What is it, M'Lady?" she asked formally.

"Cheri, I know how much the Master favors you, and I wanted to say that I am glad he has been able to see more of you lately. Your service as Governess has been exemplary, as has been your work with the new maids as they arrive, but those duties also have demanded so much of your time. Now that you are down to only Heidi still nursing and in diapers, it should be easier for you to leave the children with one of the other maids while you serve our Master. If you need another girl to baby sit them when you're summoned, or if you just want a break from 'playing mom', please ask for any girls you want. Has everything been going well with the children and yourself?" Karla asked, sitting on the edge of her desk.

"Well enough, though Hans and Marie are getting to be quite a pawful. They both start Kindergarten in the fall, however, and that will allow for more 'me time'," Cheri said.

"How would you like a brief vacation?" Karla asked. "As you know, Miss Barbara has been offered a position at another Estate. The transfer has actually been in the works for close to a year now, but her new Master needed to finalize his divorce from his third wife, before he could hire Barbara. So, the Master and I have been making monthly trips this past year, to work on grooming a promising young vixen to take her place. She is quite young, and so far she is only experienced in oral sex, but she is showing a strong inclination to being bisexual. She took well to a girl-girl experience with me, but the Master thinks she would be more comfortable if paired with a girl closer to her own age. You're eight years older than she is, but could easily pass for being within a few years of her age. We will be seeing her again this weekend, and in July, if the girl agrees to the proposal, he would like to have you come with us to Sweden for that weekend, and see how she interacts with you."

"Certainly. I can arrange for Miss Klari to attend to the children that weekend, and it won't hurt Heidi to be fed formula for that weekend. I could have weaned her this spring, but honestly, I kind of like having her still nursing. And the Master likes having me lactating, as well. Do her parents already know and accept what the girl's duties will be here? I assume they must, if she's not in our hands yet, but you're already introducing her to sex?" Cheri asked.

"The husband knows, and he has legal custody. The wife just thinks the kid is going to a better foster care situation than she would have with her ex-husband. The girl is in a girl's boarding school at the moment, but the husband wants to either put her up for adoption, or find some long-term foster care for her. The idea of the girl getting a 'Maid Scholarship' and being able to attend a girl's school appeals to both parents, and the husband couldn't care less if the child is used for sex. Seems the husband found out the girl wasn't actually his. He had some suspicions the wife was having an affair, and hired a private investigator, who proved that his wife had been having an affair with another man for the entire ten years they had been married, and probably for several years before that. There was also a strong reason to believe that the child had actually been fathered by the other man, since the husband and his wife had failed to produce any other children in ten years of unprotected sex. The husband got a medical check-up that proved he was infertile, and very unlikely to have ever been able to impregnate his wife at any time. But rather that using that immediately as terms for divorce, he tried to get even with his wife, by encouraging the child into his bed, for oral sex. Mother found them together, and she filed for the divorce. But it backfired on her. She couldn't prove that the girl, who is still a perfect virgin from the waist down, had ever been touched. And daddy was able to absolutely prove that it was that other man who sired the kid, when the paternity tests came in. He got custody, wife got nothing, but he doesn't want the kid himself," Karla said.

Cheri nodded. "Messed up start, for sure. Anything else I should know?"

Karla nodded. "Yes. By the time the divorce case was settled, the girl had a pretty strong 'daddy fixation'. She sees any older male as a potential 'daddy', who of course wants her to suckle him. That, of course, works out well for the Master, who is perfectly willing to let the child call him 'daddy', and to role play as if he and some of the maids were related. I believe he's had you do similar with some of the twins, yes? Pretending that you were the twin girl's older or younger sister, and all of you pretending that Karl was your daddy? Would you mind a similar role play with this new girl?"

"Well... Yes, I have. And I suppose it does no harm. Yes. Let me know the dates I'll need to be away, and I'll do it," Cheri said.

"Thank you, dear. It's so good to work with you on this. And Master will love having both of us to serve him!" Karla said with a smile.

June 2003 - Visby, Sweden

After Karl, Karla and Taylor got to the seaside cottage, they all sat down to dinner. Karla cooked the meal, which was fairly basic fare. She was a passable cook, but not spectacular. Once everyone was eating, conversation turned to Taylor's ongoing training.

"Taylor? Would you like to meet another of my maids, before you make your final decision? Someone closer to your own age?" Karl asked.

"Sure! Is she going to visit this weekend? What's she like?" Taylor replied.

"Next month, if you're willing. She's a Chow Chow Dog, and she's 18, though you'd never guess it to look at her. She looks more like she's twelve. Runt of her litter. Her name is Cheri, and like your mother, she's one of my favorite and most trusted maids," Karl said. "She's also the Governess for my two children, and she has a girl of her own, named Marie, who is five now. She can tell you a lot about the younger maids on my staff, and about my children and her own girl, since one of her duties is to help train the youngest maids."

"She also likes girls as well as she likes boys," Karla added. "I've talked to her, and she has agreed that if you are willing, she would like to show you how two maids can please the Master at the same time. That would allow you to experience a woman other than your mother as a sex partner, before you make the final decision to become your daddy's maid. Would you be willing to try that?"

"What does she look like? Is she pretty like you, mommy? Is she nice and gentle, an' not rough like that strange man back in Germany?" Taylor asked.

Karla reached into her purse and got out several pictures of Cheri, culled from the videos taken of her sessions with the Master. They showed Cheri in a Lesbian '69' with another young maid, as the Master watched; Cheri giving oral sex to the Master; and Cheri riding the master's cock just like Taylor's mommy likes to do. "She's very pretty , and eager to please your daddy, just as I am. And she can be very gentle, which is why she helps introduce the youngest maids to girl-girl sex. Would you like to meet her? We could bring her with us next month."

"Would I hafta pretend you aren't my mommy and daddy while she's with us?" Taylor asked.

"Sort of. She has been told you think of all older males as a 'daddy' that wants you to have oral sex with them. So she thinks that we'll just be playing 'make believe' with you, acting like we're related. You can still call us mommy and daddy, and you can call her your big sister. But when we're not having sex, you'll call daddy "Mister Karl", and you'll call me 'Miss Karla'. That way, she will believe we're getting you from a family that is breaking up." Karla then explained the story that she had told Cheri, and had Taylor repeat the details back to her until they were certain she had memorized the story. "It should be easy for you to pretend that your daddy, or at least the person you grew up believing was your daddy, trained you to crawl into his bed and suck his cock. After all, your daddy did just that! You'll just have to pretend that your mommy was mad about it, instead of happy. Can you do that?"

"Yeah. That's easier than what I had to do last time. Hummm. Does she taste funny?" Taylor asked.

"This time I can tell you for sure that she tastes just as good as your mother, Taylor," her father replied. "I've tasted both of them, many times. If you like the way mommy tastes, you should like Cheri as much."

"Sounds good ta me then! Can we go to bed now? My cunny's all itchy!" Taylor said.

"Finish your vegetables, Taylor, and then we can go play," her mother said.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 39

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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June 2003 - Visby, Sweden

As soon as dinner was over, Taylor cleared the table, and then rushed back to the main bedroom, tail flying behind her. Karl and Karla took their time as they finished clearing their own place settings, and by the time they got back to the bedroom, they found Taylor in the fur, her school uniform in an untidy heap at the foot of the bed, with the girl herself was on her knees, and bouncing excitedly up and down. "Come on! Come on!" she said. "What's taking you so long? I wanna play!"

Karla laughed, and swatted Karl on the rump. "Well, she's definitely your daughter! She's inherited your libido, at least. And who can blame her, with only one weekend a month to have sex, and the rest of each month cooped up in a girls school, where she shouldn't even masturbate, let alone make love to anyone?" She went to her suitcase and pulled out a small gift-wrapped package, about the size of a thick paperback novel, but much lighter in weight. "Mommy has a present for her horny little girl!" she said, handing the gift to Taylor.

"We think you'll like it, sweetheart," her father added.

"OHHH! Presents! What is it?!" She tore the gift wrap from the box, opened it excitedly, and then stared in utter confusion at what was inside. "Errr. Um... Panties? Ah, thanks mom. Underwear. Just what I wanted. Plain white panties with a goofy purple butterfly on the front."

"Take them out of the box, dear. You haven't seen all of it, or what the gift does," Karla said, with a smile.

Taylor took the panties out of the box, saying, "I know what panties are for! Sheesh, mom, I... What is THAT?" Under three pairs of folded panties was what looked like a purple rubber butterfly, a little thick in the body. It had snaps on the wings in 4 places, and was lying on what looked like a tangle of ribbons. At the bottom of the box was a tiny, white plastic box that Taylor immediately thought was one of those sweet portable music players that all the kids wanted! "Woo hoo!" she cried out, and then looked disappointed again. She turned the white plastic box over and over in her paws. She could only see four buttons, a place to add batteries, and no jack for a set of ear buds. "Awww. I thought it was an iPawed! What is this? And what's with the toy butterfly?"

"Put on a pair of the panties, and I'll show you, sweetheart," Karla said, picking up the butterfly and the white box, and passing the white box to Karl. When Taylor had the panties on, Karla slipped the butterfly into a pocket on the inside of the front part of panties, and snapped its wings to the snaps inside the pocket. "There. That is where Mister butterfly likes to hide. Comfy?"

Taylor looked at the slight lump in the front of the panties, just at the top of her pubic mound. The panties looked almost normal, but the bump felt weird. "Sort of. I guess. But why put a toy rubber butterfly in a pocket there? Seems a silly place to hide a toy," she asked.

Her father held up the white box, and said, "This is why." Then he pushed the first button.

"EEEEP!" Taylor yelped and shot straight up off the bed, as the butterfly started vibrating, right on top of her overly-sensitized clitoris! It was almost silent, but the vibrations were very powerful. "It's wiggling!" She started to giggle, bouncing on the bed.

"Yes, and you'll be wiggling soon, too!" Karl pressed the second button, and the vibrations changed to a pulsed pattern.

Taylor's eyes went wide, and she fell backwards on the bed, and clasped both paws over the panties, pushing the vibrator hard against her clitoris. "Oh wow! Ohhhh! This is crazy cool!"

Karl pressed the third button, and the softly buzzing vibrator started an almost unpredictable, random pulsing. "It has four settings, for pleasuring yourself."

Taylor closed her eyes, and shivered as she had an orgasm. "Ohhhhh! Yes yes yesyesyes yesssss!"

Karl touched the fourth button, and the vibration diminished to a completely silent but tantalizingly exciting tremor. "The last setting is for prolonged sensation, or for doing it when others might hear the more active settings." He left it running until his daughter was laying on the bed, eyes closed and panting from her second orgasm. Then he turned it off.

Taylor's eyes opened wide. "More? Oh, mommy, daddy, that is a way cool gift! Way better than an iPod!"

"Glad you liked it, sweetheart," Karla said, as she started to remove Taylor's new panties.

"Noooooooo! I wanna wear these all night! Please, mommy? Please?" Taylor cried, trying to pull the panties back into place.

"You can wear Mister butterfly all night, but not with the panties. Get me the last thing in that box." Karla slipped the panties free, and unsnapped the butterfly from the soaked cloth pocket it was in.

"This stuff?" Taylor asked, handing Karla the tangle of purple straps.

"Yes. Watch how it goes together," Karla untangled the harness, and snapped the butterfly into an opening in the odd arrangement of straps. "That is how it goes together, and this is how you wear it." She slipped the harness onto her daughter's legs, slid it up to her mound, and adjusted the leg straps and waist band for as good fit. When she was done, 'Mister butterfly' was firmly held against the top of Taylor's clitoris, but her cunt and ass were exposed completely. "See? Now you can still wear him, but daddy and I can also still lick you, at the same time. Or daddy can mate with you, later, in front or in back. The panties are for wearing it during the day, with no one suspecting you have it on. Or you can wear regular panties over the harness, but that is less comfortable for extended wear, and more likely to show."

Soon Karl was undressed, and Karla was halfway undressed. And Taylor looked confused again. "Huh? That's weird. I can still hear Mister butterfly, jus' barely, but I don't feel him?"

Karla smiled as she slipped off her skirt and turned around. She handed a second white box, marked with a letter 'K', to Karl, and showed Taylor that she was wearing a yellow version of the same vibrator! "I got one for me, too," Karla said. "Looked like way too much fun to pass up. I had mine running on low for the entire drive out here from the school, and right through dinner. You didn't even notice. But I'm soaked!"

That night both vixen's butterflies buzzed and pulsed happily, as Karl licked Taylor and Karla rode Karl's cock. Taylor lost track of how many times she had an orgasm, and fell asleep, exhausted, with 'Mister butterfly' still buzzing at her clit.

When they woke up in the morning, Karla put fresh batteries in both vibrators and both controllers, and they two vixens woke daddy up with Taylor's oral handiwork, while Karla humped up against her daughter's rump with her vibrator. Once Karl was awake and had filled his daughter's eager muzzle with his seed, Karla excused herself to go to the bathroom, and Karl licked Taylor to another climax.

When Karla returned, she was carrying a small wash cloth, and a small tube that looked like it might be hand cream. "Tonight, we're going to start to teach you more about anal sex, Taylor. A girl's tail hole can be used just as well as her cunny can. But usually you need some extra lubricant, and the girl needs to clean herself out first, so it isn't a yucky mess."

Taylor got off her daddy's muzzle and sat on the bed, her butterfly still pleasantly buzzing. "I didn't see daddy use anything on your butt when we were in Germany, with that strange man."

"Mommy knew he was going to be there, and I knew daddy was going to do me in the backside, so I had already gone to the toilet and put some lube in my tail hole, before they knocked on the door. Otherwise, that would have been very uncomfortable, at best. As it was, I'd never had a male in both sides at once like that, so it still hurt because both sides were stretched so much at the same time. My daddy and brothers never tried to use my butt. They just used my muzzle and mated with me," Karla said, getting on the bed on all fours and raising her tail, and tossing the lube to Karl.

"Once a girl gets practiced at it, she can take two big men at once, one in front and one in the back, with no problems. Three of my young maids do that regularly with me. With two of them, the other male is their brother. And with the other one, the other male is her daddy! So, you see, we already have other people mating with their own close relatives in my home. Now, here is how we apply the lube. Hold out your right index finger, Taylor," Karl said.

"Umm, OK," Taylor said, scooting closer to her mother and father.

Karl squeezed a small amount of lube onto his daughter's finger. "About as much as you use for toothpaste on a toothbrush is enough, after the first few times. For a beginner, we would use more. Now, smear that on your mommy's tail hole, and then start to work your finger into that hole," Karl switched Karla's butterfly to random pulse mode, making her wriggle her butt.

Taylor made a face, and said, "Stick my finger in mommy's butt? Ewww!" But she did as she was told. "Well. It's not too bad, I guess."

"When one finger slides in easily, add a second. And then add a third one," her mother said. "Umm humm. There's a good girl! Get mommy all greased up!"

Karl smiled. "You know, her paw is so small, she could probably stuff her whole fist in your tail hole, Karla. But not tonight. All right, Taylor. Wipe off your fingers, and watch us. I can slip right in now, see?" He positioned his shaft and thrust forward into his maid's backside, half-way in a single thrust, then started moving slowly, in and out.

Karla groaned and pushed back into his thrusts, trying to get all of him into her before he knotted up. "Oh heck yeah! Do me, Master!"

But Karl kept his knot outside, so Taylor could see how big it was getting. "If I start out fast and deep, I can get my entire length inside a girl before I knot up and tie with her. But once I am knotted like this, I can't push it inside, or pull it out, without hurting the girl, badly. If I tie up her ass, I have to wait for the knot to go away, before I can pull out."

"I see, daddy. Do you think you could ever manage to get all that inside of my tail? It still seems too big to be possible," Taylor said.

"All the way, on both sides, yes. It will just take a little practice, sweetheart. You'll see, soon," Karl said.

"Soon? Like, when? Tonight? Tomorrow?" Taylor asked eagerly.

"Soon. When we feel you're ready for it. But not this weekend, I think," Karl replied.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 40

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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June 2003 - Visby, Sweden

On Saturday, Karl and Karla spent most of the day playing on the beach with Taylor. The young vixen was still wearing her butterfly, snapped into a pair of panties, under her swimsuit, and Karl carried the remote control for it. "The butterfly itself is waterproof, but the controller isn't. I want you to practice being out 'in public' while 'Mister butterfly' is in your panties, and turned on," Karl explained, just before they headed out onto the beach. "What we want you to do is to hide your reaction to the vibrator as much as you can, even if it gives you an orgasm. Out there on the beach, there are very few other people, so hardly any chance of anyone noticing. Much safer than using it in public for the first time while in class, or in some other crowded situation."

Taylor squirmed a bit on the foot of the bed, where she was sitting, as the vibrator buzzed and wriggled in her panties. "I'll try, daddy. But it won't be easy!"

"I'll give you some added incentive," her father said. "If you can wear that all day, including at the restaurant for lunch and dinner, and not have anyone ask you 'what's wrong?', then we'll get you that iPod you hoped for."

"Really? They I'll try extra hard, daddy!" Taylor got up, grabbed her little shovel and bucket full of sand castle making toys, and raced out onto the beach, with her tail held high and waving like a flag behind her.

Karla followed her out the door, saying to Karl, "The first thing we need to teach her about doing that in public is to keep her tail down, instead of instinctively raising it, to make mating easier...".

"True. She's going to have a very interesting day of it," Karl replied, as he picked up their beach towels, a flying disc toy, and a shade umbrella, and closed up the cottage behind his vixens. Before he shut the door, he grabbed Karla's butterfly controller off the counter as well, and turned her butterfly on. He was rewarded by hearing Karla yip, and seeing her turn and smile at him. He put the controllers in the left and right pockets of his windbreaker, and zipped each pocket closed. Feeling the outside, he was fairly certain he could change the settings on either one without placing a paw inside a pocket. "This should be fun," he said to himself.

The three of them made a sandcastle together, with Karl turning the girl's vibrators off or on, at random times. Taylor yipped the first few times, but no one other than her parents was close enough to notice.

As they played with the flying ring, Karl determined that the remotes only had a range of about 50 feet. When Taylor ran any further away to swim with some kids, she was stuck with whatever setting the vibrator was on before she got out of range, with no way to escape her wriggly 'friend' short of slipping her paw under her swimsuit and taking the butterfly out of her panties. And of course she couldn't do that in public! Taylor found that out when she had an orgasm while playing in the water with several kids and their parents, and daddy wasn't able to turn it off to make it easier for her. Her knees buckled, and she slipped under water, but came up smiling again, and swam into deeper water where she could have another orgasm without being noticed. Everyone close to her just assumed she just got knocked off balance by a wave.

By lunch time, neither vixen audibly yipped when her vibrator suddenly turned on, though Taylor's eyes tended to get a lot wider, and she squirmed a bit.

At lunch, they went to a busy fast food restaurant, where the noise level was much too high for anyone to hear the buzzing vibrators, but there were lots of adults and kids around them. In the middle of their meal, Taylor paused for a moment with her muzzle firmly clamped onto her sandwich, muffling her squeal as she had a fairly strong orgasm right there in the restaurant. She finished the bite and took a big drink of her milkshake, then said as calmly as she could, "C-can we go back to the cottage, soon, daddy? I've had so much 'fun', you might hafta carry me!"

He looked at his daughter as she popped a piece of candy into her mouth. "How many of those have you had, today?" They both knew he wasn't talking about the candy.

"Um... six? Maybe seven? Ah, my tummy's startin' ta feel funny, too," his little girl said.

Karla smiled at her daughter, and filched a candy from her roll. "Eight for me. I really could stand to lie on our bed for a while as well, dear."

"Well, then Daddy will just have to give his little girl a ride," Karl said, as he stood and lifted his little vixen onto his big, strong shoulders. He could feel her vibrator pulsing against the back of his neck, and could smell how aroused Taylor was.

Karla picked up the remainder of their meal, and brought the remains of their sandwiches, chips and drinks with her. "We may want to eat more after we've laid down. I'm tired, but still hungry."

"Me too!" Said Taylor, giggling. "Really hungry! Jus' really wobbly in the legs."

Back at the cottage, and with the leftovers put away in the kitchen, the three of them stripped and laid down together on the bigger bed. Both girls had moved their butterflies to their harnesses, so they could get licked, and in Karla's case, she made it clear that she wouldn't leave Karl alone until he fucked her thoroughly and tied with her.

When Karl dismounted from Karla and laid on his back beside her, Taylor pleaded, "What about me? PLEASE Daddy? Will a few more months really matter? I wanna be a big girl, all the way, NOW!" She climbed up on top of her supine father and straddled over his sheath.

"Taylor, I... " Karl looked over at Taylor's mother. "Karla?"

"Don't look to me for an answer. I would have allowed you to take her at nine, as soon as she was comfortable with the idea. And she's obviously very comfortable with the idea right now. You were the one who said it was so important to wait until she turned ten," Karla replied, smiling.

Karl rolled over and pinned Taylor to the bed, then looked at Karla. "There's one small thing you're both forgetting. She's in heat, and I'm definitely still fertile. I don't have any condoms with me. If I mate with her right now, and believe me it's very tempting, we'll be at a very high risk of her getting pregnant. Is that what you really want? Both of you?"

Karla sighed. "No, I suppose not. So, use her tight little butt. Will that satisfy you for now, Taylor? Having daddy fuck your backside until you can't sit down, while mommy licks you?"

"Oh foo! Well, I guess. I don't wanna wait, but I guess I don't want a baby yet, either. But you'll use my tail, daddy? Please? At least that?" Taylor pleaded.

Karl stood up, and sighed. "If you really want me to, then yes. Go to the bathroom, and have your mommy help you with getting your tight little butt greased up, and then come back out here." Karl's shaft was already rock hard, and starting to knot. There would be no risk of tying with her on this first attempt, at least.

"Yippeee!" Taylor shouted, and ran giggling into the bathroom.

When they came back out, Karla told Karl, "Be careful. I could only get two fingers inside her." She handed Karl the tube of lube, in case he needed more.

"Karla, lay on your back. Taylor, lay on top of mommy, so your cunt is over her face, and she can hug you and lick you. You're sure you are ready for this, sweetheart?" Karl asked.

"I'm ready, daddy! Really! Do it to me like you do to mommy!" Taylor said, as she got on top of her mother.

"Karla, hug her tightly once I start, all right?" Karl said, as he knelt behind his nine year old daughter, and applied more lube to her butt. Karla was right. Taylor's butt was incredibly tight, and he was having a hard time getting even two fingers inside her. He would have preferred three, to be safe. He turned her butterfly on to the highest setting, and worked his fingers in and out, gently. "Relax, Taylor. You're still too tight. When you feel me starting to enter you, I want you to push, like you were trying to get rid of a really huge movement, all right? Daddy's going to try not to hurt you, but this probably still will hurt."

"It... it feels good, daddy. Weird, but good. I really want you to do this. Please?" Taylor said, looking back at him over her shoulder. She looked like she was already biting back tears.

"All right. Here goes," Karl said. He smeared the lube from his fingers onto his tip and rock-hard shaft, and positioned himself behind his daughters virginal ass. Then he slowly started to push himself into her tail hole.

"Oh geeze!" Taylor exclaimed. "It feels huge! Like your whole arm's back there. Oh, daddy, I... AUGHHH!" She screamed into her mother's tummy fur as her tail hole stretched wider than she had ever experienced before in her life. It was too big! She should of waited! She... "Oh gawd! Too big! TOO BIG! Wait! I can't! Aughhh!"

Karl pushed forward firmly, and Karla held the struggling vixen in place, while lapping at her slit and trying to keep her daughter calm. "Too late to back out now, daughter," Karl said, as he gave one last push and stopped moving. "The thickest part is in you already, except for my knot. Just relax. Relax dear. There! Daddy's in you to the knot now. Nothing more will stretch you this time." He looked down at her tail hole. There was one small trickle of blood, from a slight tear in the anal ring, but no other apparent damage.

Taylor cried softly, eyes closed, but her body shivered with an orgasm, brought on by the vibrator and her mother's tongue. That helped her to relax more, and the pain lessened a bit. "I... I'll be OK, daddy. F-finish it... I-I'm a b-big g-girl!"

Karl slowly started to move in and out of his daughter's butt. She was definitely the youngest and tightest girl he had ever had anal sex with. "God you're tight. My poor, overly-eager girl! I wanted to give you more time to stretch your butt out, sweetheart. You have to trust daddy's judgment completely, if you are going to be one of my maids. After this, we'll give your butt a rest, until you've healed up. And then we'll do it my way, by stages."

"I-it hurts, but n-not that b-bad, daddy! r-really! I can take it! G-give it t-to m-me, M-master!" Taylor said, to her father, through a veil of tears.

Karl stepped up the pace, his knot slapping against her butt on each thrust. "Don't call me Master yet, darling. You'll have a formal ceremony for that, on your birthday, when you'll have to swear to serve me completely. Until then, I am just your daddy, who loves his daughter, very much." Then he groaned and filled his daughters ravaged tail hole with his seed.

Karla released her tight hug on Taylor, stroking the vixen's ears. "There, there, baby. Mommy's right here. You'll be fine. And you know what? I think that hurt worse for you than it will when daddy takes your virginity! So you've passed the biggest test of all in becoming a big girl, and a full-fledged vixen. Mommy's so proud of her big girl!"

They let Taylor take a nap while Karl ran some errands. Then, that afternoon, Taylor continued to wear her butterfly under her play clothes, but on the lowest setting. They went to a movie together, and she had another orgasm while standing in the middle of a crowd of 30 people at the lines to the snack bar, with no one suspecting what was happening. She came again twice during the movie. Daddy had to carry her to the restaurant.

At dinner, Taylor almost fell asleep before desert. Her father turned the vibrator on high just to wake her up. When she just looked at him with a dreamy smile, he handed her a brand new iPod, and turned off the vibrator. "Well done, sweetheart. We're so proud of you!" Karl said.

That night, Taylor slept in her own bed, and didn't try to join her parents for sex. She was exhausted, and her butt still hurt. But by morning, she was still happy to do their normal morning routine, and swallow daddy's seed, then get licked by him as mommy rode daddy's cock, and then lick mommy clean. They all agreed though, that Taylor had experienced enough sex for one weekend. They spent Sunday just playing video games, and talking about the maids and kids at the mansion, until it was time to go.

Taylor's butt was still very sore. She sat on a pillow for the entire ride back to school.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 41

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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Late June 2003 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

As July approached, Karla moved out of the chauffeur's apartment over the garage, and into the quarters for the Senior Maid, inside the mansion itself. Half a dozen of the maids assisted her in moving her things to the new suite. Before she was done, she made sure to carefully remove from her old home all traces of the wiring that she had covertly installed, to allow her to view certain extra security cameras via her TV set. If she wanted to watch Elias and Hugo mate with their relatives, she now could do it when the Master summoned them, via the observation room camera, while comfortably ensconced in the master monitoring room in her new suite of rooms.

But as the end of the month approached, Redd's appointment continued to trouble her. Why had the Master hired a male chauffeur? Why hire that particular male, when it meant Karl hiring Redd away from Karl's wife, and possibly antagonizing her? And why had he hired Redd without interviewing any other candidates, as far as she could tell? She hadn't thought them to be on particularly friendly terms before this. Her curiosity was piqued, and she started to do some investigating. What she found bothered her even more. She decided that she had to talk to the Master directly about this.

On her next scheduled night with the Master, Karla had only one tape in her case, and a small folder with her notes on what she had found. She met Lord Karl as usual, in the salon between the hallway and his actual bedroom. "Master?" she asked. "A favor, please, before I serve you tonight?"

"Of course, my Pet. What would you like? Is there something wrong? You seem very tense tonight," Karl asked.

"Can we speak privately? In your private office?" Karla gestured to the right, to the door that led to a small office that Karl used for secure communications and business that was of a sensitive nature. It was one of the few rooms in the mansion where the security cameras could readily be turned off from inside the room, to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

"It needs that much privacy? Very well, you have my interest and full attention, Karla. I take it this is a serious matter. Come with me." Karl went to the office door, tapped in his personal numeric code on the door lock, and they stepped inside. After he secured the door, Karl sat at his desk, and entered another code sequence on a keypad set in one corner of the surface, almost under the telephone, to deactivate the security cameras in the room. The pad was positioned so that a visitor could not see it from the chair in front of the desk, where Karla now sat. "All right. The room is secure, and no one can hear or record what is said in here. What is wrong, Karla?"

Karla took a deep breath, and said, "Master? Are you being blackmailed?"

"What? No! Not in any way. Whatever gave you that idea?" Karl certainly hadn't expected that question, and looked confused.

"Then... Why are you hiring a man who raped and cuckolded you, two years ago, without interviewing any other candidates for my old job?" Karla asked.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about. This is nonsense, Karla," Lord Karl replied, looking stern now.

"I think you do know exactly what I am talking about. Please, hear me out, Master, and don't try to deny this. It's my job, as Senior Maid, to look out for the welfare of all the staff here. And furthermore, as the mother of our child, Taylor, I have a right to be concerned if I feel something is a threat to your security, because that could also threaten my security, and the security and welfare of our daughter," Karla said. "Something didn't strike me as right about this whole matter with Redd. In the 13 years I've worked for you, I've never heard of you hiring a male for any position so close to your personal secrets. So I checked up on him, and noticed that when he was here last, there were some sudden and unexplained changes in the routines. I hadn't noticed them at the time, because, as one of your older maids, you were not summoning me very often in early 2000, when your wife brought Redd and three other male retainers here with her. Like most of the maids, I just thought the changes were to keep your wife from being upset at how often you were mating with the maid staff."

"But when I tried to check the security tapes, I found a large hole in the records. A month after your wife and her four men arrived here, the taping ceased completely for two months. After that, you only rarely had tapes made, and always featuring at least one of her men as well as yourself and one or more maids, until she and her men left, in February of 2001. Things got back to normal a month later, after your parents visited Heidi and left again," Karla continued. She opened her case, and set the videotape on his desk, with the dated label facing Karl. "So I watched this tape. It's the last tape before the break. And on that tape, I saw them tie you up, and force you to watch while all four men had sex with your wife. And I saw when they had you tie with Helga anally, and then Redd Brushtail raped your butt. You can be a good actor, but I don't for one moment believe that you staged that scene. He raped you, while the other three men held you down. Clearly, you were surprised and outraged that he was going to mount you. Also, the tape I saw wasn't the one they made. The point of view was from our cameras, and not the camera that they brought with them. So tell me the truth. What happened? Were they using that tape to blackmail you? Are they still doing so? How did you end up with a different tape of the event? And how does what I saw relate to you hiring Redd now? Redd or Helga blackmailing you is the only reason that makes sense for me."

Karl sighed, and sat back in his chair. He passed a paw over his eyes, and then looked back at Karla. "I am not being blackmailed now, so you can relax on that point. Yes, what you saw on that tape was involuntary on my part, at least as far as having Redd mount me. I guess you could call what he did to me a rape. Helga brought those men to taunt me, and to 'put me in my place'. Before that taped event happened, I had implied to Helga that if she insisted on proving to me that she was cuckolding me with those four males, I would watch her 'show', and do as she asked. It's not as if we ever loved each other. Why should I care if she mates with other males, as long as she did nothing to violate our contract publicly?"

"What she used the tape for was to force me to allow her to 'dominate' me. This tape was made by your predecessor, Kim. When I didn't call for that night's maid, she came up through the passages, to make sure all was well. She saw them starting to tie me up, and turned on the cameras in the observation room, to be safe. I could have used that tape to counter any serious threats from Helga. But it... never got bad enough for me to force her to stop." He paused, and gave her a weak grin.

Karla stared at Karl for a moment. "You... with Helga dominating you? And mating with her men too? I find that hard to imagine."

"Well, I've said for years that my maids should at least try the more 'unusual' activities that I dictated for them. They might find they like it. This turned the tables on me, but was really no different. And it placated Helga and got her cooperation in my impregnating her with Heidi," Karl said. "That 'blank spot' in the taping was when Helga was dominating me. I didn't want any record of that experience, at least at first. Before Helga arrived with those four males, I had never shared a girl with another male, or tasted another male's seed. In that year, I learned to like taking 'sloppy seconds', and cleaning out a girl after another male had mated with her. I even grew to tolerate having all sorts of sex with other males. I actually parted on fairly good terms with Helga and all four males, by the time it was over."

"So... that explains why you like licking the maids clean when you share them with Hugo and Elias, and taking seconds after those males. That was after she, and they... Wow. Umm... Does that mean you'd be open to the idea of a female dominating you in the future?" Karla asked.

"Well, perhaps. Maybe I'll ask you to try to be a dominatrix some day. To use the terminology of D/s relationships, I'm normally a solid 'Top'. I prefer to be the dominant person in a relationship. But I am capable of being 'Switch', and acting as a 'bottom' and allowing someone else to be in control. Not my primary choice, but a possibility for 'something different'," Karl said.

"The same goes for sex with males. It's not my normal choice, but... well, you're used to receiving anal sex from me. You know it can feel good, though not as good as mating vaginally. Well, I also know what it feels like. Redd was actually pretty good as a lover, and he did try to make my experiences with him enjoyable. He's very much 'Switch' himself, though prefers the submissive, 'Bottom', role. And he's bisexual. I needed a chauffeur, and he's a good one. He's also qualified and willing to provide me with occasional sexual services that I can't readily seek anywhere else. I probably won't call on him more than once a week. Maybe not even that often. Most of the time, it would probably be with a maid for us to share, and double-penetrate. Maybe with you. You enjoyed being double penetrated that one time in Germany, didn't you?"

"As a matter of fact, I did," Karla admitted. "All right. I think I understand now. As long as there's no threat, why not? When Redd gets here, you and I can both welcome him with a three-way. If it works out, we can make it a weekly thing, with me or with some other maid that you both fancy." She put the tape back in her case, and closed it. "One last question. Is Heidi really your daughter? Or is there a chance one of those four males fathered her?"

"Heidi is mine. Helga only allowed her chastity belt to be removed in my presence, with Miss Tabitha as witness, when I mated with her as she was in heat. It never came off in the presence of her retainers, until after she was definitely a full month pregnant. A paternity test was done after Heidi was born, per the terms of the breeding contract. She's definitely mine. Now, bring the tape to my bedroom," Karl said. "We can watch it together, while you serve me tonight. It's been a while since I watched it."

July 1 2003 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

When Redd arrived, Karl introduced him to Karla, and they showed him his new apartment. "Karla is my senior maid, Redd. She has my complete confidence, and knows the full story of your last visit here. You don't need to keep any secrets from her about what goes on between you and I. Likewise, Karla, Redd will need to have access to the same secrets that you kept while you were my chauffeur, regarding who has tunnel access rights, and why. As my chauffeur Redd will be one of the very few people privy to the comings and goings of certain 'special guests'." They chatted for a while longer, then Karl went on about his own business, while several maids were summoned to move all of Redd's belongings from his rented cargo trailer into his apartment.

After his boxes and luggage were unloaded, Karla showed Redd the access method to the secret tunnels, and gave him a tour of the secret ways through the mansion and up to the Master's bedroom. "You'll be the 'gatekeeper' for this secret entrance to the mansion. There's a warning light that goes on in the apartment when this door is opened, and there's a security camera here that can be viewed from a monitor in your hall closet, to see who is using it. Aside from the Master, myself, my assistant Miss Cheri, and now you, the only persons generally allowed to use this entrance are a young groundskeeper named Hugo, and an adult gardener named Elias. The Master has special arrangements with those two males, and they get summoned secretly, once a week. If anyone else tries to use that entrance without you getting advance notice, you should alert me immediately, or my assistant, Miss Cheri, if I am not at the mansion. You'll meet her later today."

"Master Karl is already summoning boys and other men? And I thought I was special. Has he no end to his surprises?" Redd asked.

"Not for what you might think, Redd. You're a first in that regard. Hugo is sharing his twin sisters with the Master, and Elias is sharing his daughter with the Master. The three girls are all maids on the staff. But the participation of their male relatives is strictly a secret. Only the males themselves, their girls, the Master and I know. And now you," Karla replied.

"Is he now? Incest, by proxy at least, as well as becoming bisexual. My, my. Well, do lead on, M'Lady! This is certainly going to be an interesting job," Redd replied.

When Redd and Karla got to the observation room looking into Karl's bedroom, Karla told Redd about their version of the tape, and Redd laughed. "That sneaky old dog! So he had my former Mistress trumped all along? Wild. And he told you all about what we did? Well, he's a fine stud, I'll admit. And he was a good sport about the whole affair, in the long run. I do admit I missed him."

"Apparently the feeling is mutual, though that was certainly a surprise to me. But he trusts you, and so shall I. Tonight he has a bit of a 'welcoming party' planned for you. Just you, me, and the Master. He says you are bi? I do hope you'll find me a pleasant companion. The Master has been quite pleased with me, and I'm looking forward to being double-penetrated on a regular basis," Karla said with a grin.

"I shall gladly look forward to those occasions, dear lady!" Redd said, and kissed Karla's paw gallantly.

That night, Karla, Redd and Karl met in Karl's bedroom, after dinner. Karl has a bottle of Champaign on ice, and glasses for the three of them. They each had a glass, the men undressed, and then Karla did a slow strip tease for both men. She ended it by lap-dancing for each of them, and giving both males oral sex. Then she climbed onto the bed, and asked Redd, "It's your party, Redd. What's your preference? Heads or tails?"

Redd smiled. "Tails. I'm an ass man, myself."

Karl lay on the bed on his back, and Karla straddled him on hands and knees, and slipped her Master's shaft into her wet and receptive slit. Then she raised her tail invitingly, and smiled at Redd. "Tails it is, big boy. Lube's on the side table. Welcome to your new home." She held still as Redd carefully lubed her up, and slipped into her tail with hardly a twinge of pain on Karla's part. He wasn't as thick as Karl, but was nicely endowed for a fox.

"Murrrrr. Such a wonderful staff you have, Master! So well trained and inviting!" Redd exclaimed.

Karl smiled at the double meaning of Redd's comment, and started slowly humping Karla from below, intent on keeping his knot firmly within her. He could feel red's shaft inside Karla as well, separated by only a very little of the maid's tender flesh. "Only the best, for my new friend. And she certainly is one of the best on my staff. I'm glad you like her."

Karla murred happily, eyes closed as she was getting double-penetrated. "Mummm, so nice! Definitely, we need to make a habit of this!" Both males soon tied with Karla, and she almost passed out with the force of her orgasms.

When they slipped free, Redd politely went to the bathroom for a few minutes, to wash up. When he returned, he asked "Trade places, Master? Or some other diversion?"

"Well, I'd like to see the two of you go at it," Karla said. "I'm still a bit sore from that ride, and I've never seen my Master mating with another male."

"That sounds nice," Karl said, patting the bed beside himself.

Karla sat on the bed and watched, quietly fingering herself as Redd gently made love to her Master. The fox started by sucking Karl hard again, and then offered his raised tail for the Master to use. Karl lubed Redd up, slipped into the fox's butt, and was soon humping rapidly. Karla scooted closer to Redd's muzzle, and parted her petals for him. "Help a girl out, dear fox?" She asked. Redd groaned as Karl tied the knot, nodded, and then nosed at Karla's slit and started licking her to a fantastic orgasm. Karl followed suit moments later.

They paused for another glass of Champaign, and for Karl to clean himself off. Then Karl mated missionary style with Karla, and raised his tail for Redd, who wasted no time in lubing his master's butt and making use of Karl's tail hole.

The three of them continued in this fashion, with numerous variations on a theme, until neither male could get erect again. About 1 AM, they fell asleep, with Karla on one side of Karl, and Redd on the other, each embraced by their Master's arms. They were all very sore in the tail, and Karla's slit was a sloppy mess, but they'd had a fantastic time.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 42

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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July 2003 - Visby, Sweden

When they drove away from the school together for Taylor's next weekend visit, the first thing the little vixen did was to climb on her daddy's lap, and hand him the controls for her butterfly vibrator. "Daddy? We need ta stop an' get more batteries for Mister butterfly, on the way to the cottage. I'm down to my last set."

Karl turned his daughter's vibrator on, and could feel the vibrations in his own sheath with her sitting on his lap like that. "We gave you ten sets of batteries, Taylor. You went through all that in 4 weeks?"

"Ummmm, a little more than that. I was able to get two more sets at the department store next to the school, when a teacher took me there to buy more pads. The ones for the remote last longer, and are the same kind that little flashlights use. They were easy to find. But that was all they had of the little ones for the butterfly itself. That kind is only used in watches and some kinds of small toys, I guess," Taylor said, closing her eyes and murring happily as the vibrator did its thing. "This really helped keep me calmed down, daddy. I wore it in classes as soon as my heat started on Thursday, an' used it about 5 times each on Thursday and today, mostly on breaks between classes and at recess. An used it at night almost all month."

"Well, we can stop at the store where your mother bought it, but you'll have to wait out in the car with mommy. I need to pick up a few things there anyway, for this weekend's training," Karl said, hugging his daughter close to him.

"Oooh? More toys like Mister Butterfly?" Taylor asked.

"You'll see soon enough," her father replied.

Karla pulled into the far corner of a parking lot for an adult videos and toys store, and Karl went inside. He took almost an hour making his purchases, and came back out with three rather large black plastic sacks, each filled with strangely-shaped packages. He put these in the trunk, and they continued to the cottage. "I think I found what we wanted," he said to Karla. "Cheri brought the rest with her in her luggage."

"Cheri's here?" Yipped Taylor happily. "I get to meet her this weekend? An do sexy stuff with her?"

"Yes, she's waiting at the cottage, and should have dinner waiting for us," Karla said. "I hope you like pizza?"

"Love it!" Taylor replied, as she snuggled happily on her father's lap, smiling at the fact that the bulge of daddy's sheath was getting noticeably bigger under her firm little butt.

When they arrived at the cottage and brought their luggage and purchases into the front room, Taylor could smell the hot pizza in the oven. But at first she didn't see anyone in the kitchen. Then Taylor saw a tiny Chow Chow Dog girl step out from behind the breakfast counter, dressed in a French Maid uniform. Her reddish gold fur was lovely, and her slightly darker hair was tied back in two poufs, one behind each ear.

Cheri curtsied and greeted them. "Welcome back, Master, M'Lady! And you must be Taylor? Bonne nuit, mademoiselle! I am Miss Cheri LeChow, and I have been looking forward to meeting you. Dinner will be ready in just a few more minutes. I put the pizzas in the oven as soon as M'Lady Karla called to say you'd all left the 'toy store'."

"Why, you're almost exactly my size!" Taylor exclaimed excitedly. "But I thought you were a mommy, an' all grown up yourself!"

"But I am a mother, mademoiselle Taylor, and as 'all grown up' as I shall ever be. This is as tall as I shall ever get, I fear. I stopped getting taller when I was ten. My daughter, Marie, is five and a half years old, and I am eighteen," Cheri said.

"But, but that means, y-you were only..." Taylor started.

"Oui. I was only thirteen when I got pregnant, barely more than twelve. A silly mistake on my part. I misunderstood how birth control pills worked, you see, and thought I was safe 'playing doctor', as they say, with a boy I encountered at my school. But I was not safe at all, because I had been taking the pills the wrong way. I wound up with a baby in my belly, but the boy ran off. It is all right, though. I had already been working for Master Karl for close to two years, and he has taken very good care of my daughter and I since then," Cheri said, as a timer went off in the kitchen.

"And that would be dinner!" Karla said, as she followed Cheri into the kitchen and helped to serve the meal.

As they ate, Cheri sat next to Taylor, and they got to know each other. "So, you know what sort of duties Master Karl requires of his maids? This does not bother you?"

"I like the idea," Taylor said, between bites of pizza. "I'm still a virgin, but I like playing the 'sucky-toy game' that my daddy taught me, with Mister Karl. And Mister Karl and Miss Karla have started showing me other fun maid games. I like licking an' bein' licked a lot, by Mister Karl or Miss Karla. And Mister Karl tried once last month, when I insisted I was ready to try it, to use my tail. But, I, um, wasn't as ready as I thought." She looked down, embarrassed more by her failure than by talking candidly about sex with someone she had just met. "So it really hurt. But my tail hole's all better now, and Mister Karl says you know all sorts of good tricks for making it easier to do that?"

"Oui! I too chose to give Master Karl my tail, before my virginity. The older maids taught me how to use certain 'toys' to prepare myself, and I can teach you, as well. In a few days time, if we work at it, I can have you ready for even the Master's fine big cock!" Cheri said proudly.

"I got the additional things you requested, and a few other things that looked fun," Karl said. "Cheri, are you wearing your harness now? Show Miss Taylor, if you are."

"But of course, Master!" Cheri set down her pizza slice, stood facing away from Taylor, and bent at the waist, 'mooning' Taylor while spreading her feet shoulder width apart. She was wearing no panties, but had on a harness similar to the one that Taylor was wearing for her butterfly vibrator. But Cheri's harness covered her tail hole, and Taylor could see a bright red rubber disc covering where Cheri's tail hole should be. "You see? I am wearing a 'butt plug', mademoiselle Taylor. This is a fairly small one for me, at just an inch and a half in diameter at the widest point, and four inches long. I can take up to twice that size, if I choose. But when I was your age, I could barely get two fingers into my tail hole." She sat back down again and resumed eating her pizza.

Taylor blinked, not believing whet she had just seen. "But, but you've just been sitting there all this time, an' walking around, as if... and you've had that thing up your butt this whole time?"

"_Mais oui!_It takes practice to get to this size, or larger. And practice to be comfortable with one up your butt for long periods. But the body stretches, and you get used to it. I asked Master Karl to get you some smaller plugs than I own in my current set, so we can start you out very gradually. The first will be no larger than your little finger. Just to get you used to having something there at all. Then we increase in size every hour or two, allowing the body to adapt to each new size, slowly. By Sunday morning, you should easily be able to take the Master, in complete comfort. At least his diameter. Length is another issue, for one as small as you or I," Cheri said.

"Yeah... He felt like he was poking me pretty hard inside. And he wasn't all the way in yet. How do you manage length?" Taylor asked, her pizza forgotten on her plate.

"Why, with toys that increase in length, of course. And which are very gently tapered. Have you felt the inside of someone's butt yet?" Cheri asked, happily finishing her dinner with no more care than if she had been talking about arranging flowers. "Did you feel the puckered opening that your fingertip could just reach? That is a second ring of muscle, much like your tail hole. You must train your body to allow that ring to open as well, when you desire it. And your partner needs to get the angle just right, since there is a bend there in the passage. But the Master knows that trick. You just need practice with something poking you that deep."

"I'll do whatever you say, Miss Cheri. I want to make your Master happy. When do we start?" Taylor asked.

"As soon as you are done helping M'Lady Karla and I wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen," Cheri replied. "We serve in all ways, both with sex, and as any other maid does, with cleaning and housekeeping. All this you will learn, mademoiselle." As they cleaned up, Karl took the packages he had purchased to the bedrooms, and unpacked everything.

Later, Taylor found that Cheri's bags had been placed with hers, in the smaller bedroom. "You'll be in my room, Miss Cheri?"

"Yes. We shall sleep together each night, you and I, so I can change your plugs regularly. And we will have some fun, too," Cheri replied. "You are much smaller than M'Lady Karla. Have you ever had a chance to have sex with a girl your own size?"

"No... She's the only woman I've ever licked. I like that, though. And d... Mister Karl said you taste as good as Miss Karla does," said Taylor, as she got undressed.

"Ah! Then you are in for a treat! Les soixante-neuf, as they call it in France, where I came from. Or 'sixty nine'. Two girls, each eagerly licking each other at the same time. But it is hard to do when you are much smaller than your partner. You and I, we will fit together very well. It should be great fun!" Cheri said. By now she was out of her own clothes, except for her plug and harness. She stepped into the bathroom and removed her plug, washed it carefully, and removed it from her harness. Then she came back into the bedroom and added the plug to a line of similar toys, laid out on the dresser like a row of increasingly larger dolls. The smallest was finger sized, and the largest was about two and a half inches in diameter, and six inches long! Behind that row were several small vibrators, and a strange looking wand that was about a foot long, angled near the tip, and with a small egg-like bulge at the end.

"I'm going to have every one of those inside me this weekend? Oh geeze! And what is that thing?" Taylor asked, pointing to the wand.

"That is a deep egg. It is a probe with a small, tapered vibrator at the end, for teasing open that inner ring I spoke of earlier. We will get to that tomorrow night, I hope. And no, you might not make it to the largest of these in just a day and a night. We will pace ourselves based on how easily you adapt," Cheri said.

"So, we'll be at this all night? Then can I go say good night to Mister Karl and Miss Karla first? What will they be doing?" Taylor asked.

"Of course you may. They have their own games planned for tonight, though I am instructed that we are to awaken the Master in the morning, in the manner to which you are accustomed. I will wait for you here, my little one," Cheri said, laying back on the bed.

Taylor walked into her parent's room, and stopped cold, not certain about what she was seeing. The bed was covered with a fuzzy black sheet, which was tightly tied to the bed frame. Her mommy was wearing a pair of blood red high-heeled boots that came up to mid thigh, and nothing else but a small red half-mask over her eyes. And daddy... daddy was flat on his back, blindfolded, and spread-eagled, with each of his wrists and ankles fastened to the fuzzy sheet with cloth cuffs and Velcro straps.

Karla smiled at Taylor and whispered in her ear. "Come to kiss daddy good night? You may suckle on him until he starts to knot up, but stop before he comes. We're playing a game tonight, and he may not come until I tell him he is allowed to! And don't say a word to him. That is part of the game. He is not to know who he is experiencing, from one moment to the next. Cheri and I will be trading places from time to time, all night."

"A... all right. I guess..." Taylor whispered back. She climbed on the bed between her father's legs, and did as she had been told, noticing that daddy also had a muzzle on, tying his mouth shut. He gasped and breathed more heavily as Taylor started to suck him, but could not speak. She got a good mouthful of pre-cum, but stopped as she felt her father's knot expand. He groaned, begging wordlessly, as Taylor pulled her muzzle off him, clearly wanting her to give him his release.

As Taylor left the room, Karla swatted Karl sheath with one paw, and hissed "Not yet!", and Karl got very quiet again. His shaft twitched and spurted pre-cum, but he didn't climax.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 43

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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July 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Taylor walked back to her bedroom, still uncertain of what to think about what she had just seen. She sat on the bed a moment just staring at the row of dildos and butt plugs that Cheri and her father had set out to be used on her.

"Is something wrong, Taylor?" Cheri asked.

"Ahh, I um, I'm not sure. Miss Karla has Mister Karl tied to the bed, an' wearing a blindfold an' a muzzle," Taylor said.

"Does that bother you? It is just a game, chere Taylor. And not one the Master usually takes that role in, though he does like to tie up some of his maids, sometimes, if the maid likes that sort of play," Cheri looked at the door, then back at Taylor. "I'll be helping to 'tease' the Master on and off through the night. This game, it is one of trust, and of delayed pleasure. You must trust the ones who tie you up. And if they can keep you on the edge of satisfaction, but not quite there, then when they finally take you over the top, the pleasure can be intense."

"I guess. It just seems sort of odd to me," Taylor said.

"And having sex with a man more than four times your age does not? The Master is old enough to be your father. Your grandfather, even. But her is still a very desirable male, yes? He does not expect his maids to like all the possible variations of sex. But he does insist that we try what he tells us to do, even if we think at first that it is odd, or that we might not like it. He is very good at seeing the right sort of diversions for each of us. Are you ready to begin? Any questions?" Cheri asked, as she picked up the smallest butt plug, the harness, and a tube of lube.

Taylor looked a bit embarrassed. "I guess I never thought much about his age. Just that he makes me feel so good, and that I want to please him. Ummm, about tonight - er, what if... what if I hafta poop?"

"You will, most certainly. We all do. No one can stop that entirely, no matter how well trained. And I will tell you that sticking these up your butt and keeping them there for any length of time will also encourage you to get rid of anything that is waiting inside, further up. When you have to relieve yourself, just excuse yourself politely, go to the bathroom, remove the plug and go. Master will allow that. He does not like messes. If what you pass gets too soft to easily get clean again after you are done, then we will stop, and try some other time. Now, into the bathroom, and try to get rid of as much as you can, including your bladder," Cheri said, guiding the young vixen to the hall bathroom.

Several minutes later, Taylor was lubed up and Cheri slipped the smallest plug easily into the little vixen's butt. "That sorta tickles," Taylor said, "but it doesn't hurt at all!"

"Your one time with the Master has stretched you out more than most girls who have never done this. We will try some larger ones, until we find what just barely fits." Cheri went to the dresser, and laid the used plug on a towel, then brought back one that was a little over an inch in diameter. "Let's try this one, mademoiselle."

Taylor groaned a bit as the new plug popped into place. "Ohhh! Well, that only hurt a little. But it feels pretty big."

"Then we will start with that," Cheri said, as she fastened the harness for holding the plug in place on the tiny vixen. Then she said, "Now for your reward, for being so good so far. Lay on your back, on the bed." When Taylor did so, Cheri climbed atop her, in 69 position, and said, "Lick me, while I lick you. Let's have a race, to see if you can make me have an orgasm, before you have one yourself."

Cheri won the race, as Taylor gasped and shuddered under her. "No fair! You're too good at this, an' you don' have a plug in your tail!"

"Do not stop, chere Taylor! I am almost there!" Cheri said, grinding her pubes against the vixen's muzzle, as her short tail wagged happily. "It is not about fair, it is about giving pleasure, freely. I... Oh yes, that is good! Ummmm, good girl!" Cheri climaxed and then rolled off her young charge. "How are you doing now?"

"Uh, well, you do taste really good! And, um... excuse me!" she rushed to the bathroom.

Cheri could hear Taylor rapidly unfastening the Velcro straps of the harness, yipping as she pulled out the plug, and then moments later, the sound of the toilet flushing. Cheri waited a moment, then walked into the bathroom. "I told you, it stimulates the tail. Wipe again. Is the paper clean? I see it is. Then we continue, if you are ready. Leave that plug in the sink. We use a bigger one next."

Once in the bedroom, Cheri told Taylor, "Lay down and rest, while I tease the Master." She went to the other bedroom, and Taylor could hear her daddy groaning again. Cheri returned several minutes later, and stepped into the bathroom to wipe her own tail hole clean. Then she came back to Taylor, selected the next larger plug, lubed it up carefully, and worked it into Taylor's butt.

"Oh geeze! Careful! That's - OOH! It went in! Gee, that feels big!" the little vixen said.

Cheri secured the harness again, and had Taylor sit on a hard chair for ten minutes, getting used to the bigger plug. Then they had another 'race', and Taylor almost won, though she was the first to cry out. They continued like that until Taylor fell asleep in Cheri's arms.

Two hours later the night, Taylor had a dream that a huge Saint Bernard male was trying to mate with her backside. Her eyes flew open just as she felt a new and larger plug pop into her butt. "Whassit?" she said, half asleep.

"Just changing your plug," Cheri said soothingly. "Relax and go back to sleep." But Taylor was already passed out again, and soon was dreaming of her daddy humping her happily up the tail hole.

In the morning, Taylor had to run to the bathroom again. She unfastened the harness, popped out the plug, with a twinge of pain that made her gasp, and did her business. Then she stared at the plug she had just removed from her butt. It was almost two inches across at the biggest point, and four inches long! And it had been put in her butt while she was asleep!

"Good morning! Sleep well?" Cheri asked from the doorway.

"I dreamed a Saint Bernard fucked my butt!" Taylor said, holding up the plug.

"Oh? But a Saint Bernard is much bigger than that, my little one. That plug still is not quite as big as my Master. I have watched some of the older and larger maids mate with a Saint Bernard male, and he was the biggest male I had ever seen. I do not think I would want to try such a big male, myself," Cheri replied. "And how does your tail hole feel now?"

"Sore, and gaping open. But the TP is clean now, an' there's no blood at all," Taylor said.

"Well, you may rest your butt for an hour or two, while we wake the Master and get breakfast. Or at least, give him his release. I do not think M'Lady Karla has allowed him to actually sleep all night. She got me out of our bed three times last night, so tease the Master while she napped, and keep him awake." Cheri led Taylor into Karla and Karl's room. Karl moved his head at the sound of the door opening, but was still bound, muzzled and blindfolded. His tummy fur was matted with precum, but he was still rock hard.

Karla had gotten rid of the mask and boots, and she greeted the other girls as they walked in. "He's been a very good boy all night, so I guess he deserves a reward." She pointed to Taylor. "You. You may suck him to climax now." Then she turned to face Karl. "And you, my Pet, are not to come until I command it! Understood?"

Karl nodded, as Taylor climbed on the bed between his legs. He gasped as the little vixen licked the tip of his shaft, and then the length of it, before slowly taking his length into her muzzle. Karl whimpered, but remained still, as his precum started flowing again, and his knot started to swell.

Karla stroked his tummy fur casually, and then finally whispered into his ear "Cum!"

Almost immediately, Taylor's mouth was flooded, and she almost choked on the volume her father was spurting into her mouth and right down her throat. She did her best to get it all, then Karla and Cheri each took turns riding Karl's cock until he came in each of them. Karla then released Karl from his muzzle and blindfold, and allowed Karl to watch as Taylor cleaned his cum out of Karla and Cheri. The little vixen looked up at her father as she finished, smiled, and licked the smear of cum from her muzzle. "Good morning!" Taylor said.

"That... was amazing. Thank you, all of you," Karl said. "Cheri? How is Taylor progressing?"

"She's already at one and three quarter inches! I recommend allowing her tail to rest for an hour or two. But we're ahead of schedule in her training."

"Very good! I am quite proud of you, Taylor! So, release me, Karla, and we can go get breakfast," Karl said.

"Release you?" Karla said innocently. "Why, I thought we would spend the morning shopping first. Come on, girls! The mall opens in half an hour." Karla and Cheri started to leave the room, as Taylor hesitated.

"HEY! Come back here! That's not funny!" Karl cried, struggling, and finding that the cuffs were more securely fastened than he thought, and that he couldn't release himself readily.

Karla broke down laughing before Cheri did, and went back to release him. "Just kidding! Let's get breakfast, and then come back and nap for the morning."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 44

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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July 2003 - Visby, Sweden

After breakfast, Cheri and Taylor got back to work on Taylor's 'training'. Cheri would set Taylor up with a larger plug, and then the two of them would sit in the living room, with Taylor on a hard chair, and play video games together on the games console. The loser in each round had to lick the winner to a climax, and Taylor proved to be better at the games than Cheri was. Their focus was pretty much locked on the screen, or on each other.

While they were doing this, Karl and Karla relaxed back in the bedroom, and occasionally mated with each other, and chatted quietly, mostly in whispers. As Karl licked his seed from Karla's slit, the vixen petted his head. "I'm glad to see Cheri and Taylor getting along so well."

Karl climbed atop Karla and kissed her deeply, and then lay beside her and replied. "Yes, I'm glad they are getting along so well myself. I'm also glad you and Cheri are getting along. I prefer that, to seeing you two acting as rivals. I love you both, as I do all my maids. We'll have to try scheduling Taylor and Cheri together, to serve me on some of Cheri's nights, once we get back. That will balance out the night that I share you with Redd."

"That would work out well, for Taylor and Cheri. Do you think she would go for the idea of 'pretending' that she and Taylor are sisters, and that you are their daddy?" Karla asked, while refraining from commenting on her relationship with Cheri.

Karl thought about that for a moment. "We can see how she reacts to that idea tomorrow, if Taylor's backside is ready. Cheri's served me on the same occasions as Kiska and Sasha, and never questioned that the twin sisters were having sex with each other. I think that as long as we work her into the idea gradually, she'll have no problems with it."

"Could we trust her with the truth about who Taylor's father really is?" Karla whispered, after glancing at the door to make sure they were still alone.

"Some day, but not quite yet. She has a young girl of her own, Marie, who I hope to hire as a maid in about five more years. Between now and then, I hope we can get her comfortable with the idea," Karl said.

"Oh? Are you implying that little Marie is yours too? I'd suspected as much, but had never been sure," Karla asked, now very attentive. "It's all right with me, if she is. I won't tell a soul. I'm in so deep now, with how we're training Taylor, that I could hardly complain about you having another secret daughter."

"She is, yes. Cheri, Helga, Doctor Siefert and myself, and now you, are the only ones who know. Marie hasn't been told, yet. What Cheri told Taylor when they met was true, about her messing up on taking her pills. But I was the father. I couldn't very well send her away right under my wife's nose. Helga liked Cheri too much, and would have asked too many questions. So I kept her on. First time I had ever dared keeping one of my maid's children in close proximity. But I was still angry with my parents about the forced marriage to Helga, so I did it anyway, at least in part to spite them. Helga found out the truth after Marie was born, and had a fit. But I got her to calm down, to avoid a scandal," Karl said. "You're not mad that I didn't bring Taylor back as well?"

"So, you're looking forward to mating with Taylor so much, that you're already planning ahead to do it with another daughter? I'm disappointed, perhaps, that my own child didn't get brought 'home', once you agreed to allow Marie to remain in the mansion. But not that much. Cheri was clearly one of your favorites at the time, and you and I were hardly mating at all. The risk wouldn't have been worth the rewards, to suddenly have two unexplained children in the household, and I'd not made my offer yet. This way works out better." Karla snuggled closer. "And I can hardly complain at the side benefits! I doubt I would have been in your bed so often this past year or so, if it hadn't worked out the way it did."

"True. You definitely made it worth my while. And you got me to realize that while the innocence of the young maids is charming, a more experienced woman does have something special to offer as well." Karl kissed Karla, and smiled at her.

"Are there any other secret daughters I should know about, since we're playing 'kiss and tell'?" Karla asked.

"You already knew about Brianna, who left last year. She's somewhere in Ireland now. Married a Bernese local almost as soon as she got there, in case the kid looked like me. They named her Meghan, and she's only 2 months old now," Karl said. "Other than that, I've had two sons, by two other maids. I've lost track of them, though I believe their mothers are still cashing their support checks."

"Well, I'll help you to get Cheri used to the idea, so you can eventually bed Marie as well. As long as you don't set me aside again, I am your most devoted co-conspirator," Karla replied, while snuggling close.

And if I do tire of you? Karl thought to himself. What happens then? I need more leverage to protect myself, if it comes to that. "We're in this together," he assured her. "Your ongoing cooperation regarding Taylor, and your assistance in the future with Marie, gives you a great deal of security in that regard."

That evening, Karl slept with Karla, and Taylor and Cheri went to bed for the night, as before.

On Sunday morning, Cheri checked Taylor's progress, and slipped her plug in and out a few times, experimentally. "I think you're ready, chere Taylor! That is a two and a half inch plug you're wearing. No discomfort?"

Taylor groaned and shivered. "Other than feeling like I have a minivan parked in my backside? It doesn't hurt when you do that, no. But I feel like my butt's never gonna close up again."

"It will, I promise. But now your tail muscles have been stretched enough that they can expand to accommodate that size without injury. Let us show the Master how well you have done! He will be so pleased with you." Cheri dressed Taylor in Cheri's own maid uniform. It was a reasonably good fit, though loose in the blouse, and the corselet couldn't be laced up as tightly as it should. Still, the little vixen looked adorable!

They slipped into the other bedroom together, and woke up Karla so she could watch. Then Cheri fellated Karl instead of Taylor, and as soon as he was hard, and semi-awake, Taylor squatted over her father, and slowly impaled herself up the ass on Karl's shaft, while smiling at her daddy. She sank all the way to his knot, and Karl soon climaxed inside his daughter's butt.

"That was wonderful!" Karl said. "Cheri, you've done an excellent job of preparing little Taylor for me. And Taylor, I am very proud of your progress! After breakfast, we can mate again. I have a fun idea I want to try."

After they ate, and both Cheri and Taylor had been to the bathroom, Karl laid out the 'scene' that he wanted them to do. "Cheri, Taylor's first sexual experiences were with her father. I want to set up a scene that feels comfortable for her. Today I want to pretend that both you and Taylor are my daughters, and that Karla is your mommy. Your mommy and daddy are teaching the two of you about anal sex, and you're both still virgins. Everybody agreed on that? Any questions?"

"As you wish, Master," Cheri said, looking slightly hesitant about the idea. "Or I suppose I should say, 'Yes, daddy!'."

"That sounds fun to me!" Taylor said. "It will be great to have Cheri be my big sister!"

Karl had them both put on a set of Taylor's pink pajamas, and start with the two 'daughters' spying on 'mommy and daddy', and masturbating, as Karl used Karla's tail hole. After a few minutes of watching the two small girls fingering themselves in the hallway, Karl 'noticed' them, and called them into the room. "Get in here! What do you two have to say for yourselves!" he demanded.

"I'm sorry, daddy!" Taylor exclaimed.

"We didn't mean any harm, daddy! We were jus' curious," said Cheri. "What are you doing to mommy?"

"We'll show you what we're doing," Karl said, pulling free of Karla with a wet, sucking 'pop!'. "Take off your pj bottoms, and kneel on the bed next to mommy! You first Cheri."

"What... What are you gonna do, daddy?" Cheri asked innocently, as she slipped off her pajama bottoms and got on the bed.

Karl applied lube to Cheri's butt, and positioned himself. "We're going to show our naughty little girls exactly what daddy was doing to mommy!" And with that he shoved himself into Cheri's butt, and started humping her hard and fast.

Cheri howled and wriggled like she was trying to get away, but Karl was holding her firmly by the waist with both paws. "Owwww! We'll be good daddy! We won't do it again! Honest!"

Karla took Taylor's PJ bottoms off, and lubed her daughter's butt up, and had her kneel next to her 'big sister'. "This is what happens to naughty little girls who spy on their parents and play with themselves!"

As soon as Karl filled Cheri's tail hole, he moved over to Taylor and shoved his still-spurting shaft in, right up to the knot. "Are you going to spy on us again, you naughty little girl?" he asked her.

"Ouchie! N-no, daddy! P-please! We won' do it again!" Taylor cried, her tears half real, since her butt was still pretty sore and unused to such treatment.

"Fuck the hell out of our little daughters!" Karla said, holding tight onto Taylor's wrists. "You like daddy's cock up your butt, Taylor? You're going to get a lot more of this from now on!"

Karl slammed his cock home into his daughter's tail hole, until his fat knot was right up against her tail. He could tell that if he hadn't already knotted up, odds were good he's be able to tie with the little vixen there now. "There's daddy's good little girl!" he said. "Take daddy's big cock like a big girl!" He flooded her backside with his seed, and Taylor came from the force of his ass-pounding.

When they were done, they each took a shower, and then laid out in the sun on the patio, to dry their fur, and to allow Taylor's butt time to close back up. "That was well, done, girls." Karl said afterwards. "Daddy is very happy."

"Thank you, daddy!" both Taylor and Cheri replied.

Karla returned Taylor to the school late that afternoon, and then returned to the cottage, so Karla, Cheri and Karl could pack up and fly home together.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 45

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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Early August 2003 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

One week before their next trip to see Taylor, Karla was busily preparing for that visit. She was also feeling a bit unwell, and so was glad her next stop was to see the staff physician, Doctor Noah Siefert, to obtain a Norplant II injection kit to use on Taylor, and to get her own Norplant injection renewed. She checked in with Nurse Elena Betchart at the mansion's infirmary, and sat down to wait for her appointment. She selected a chair as far away from the Border Collie nurse as possible. Normally she wouldn't mind chatting with Nurse Elena, but today, the perfume Elena was wearing seemed to make her stomach do flip-flops in protest. Karla blamed it on the new Hungarian dish that Miss Klari had served them last night for dinner. The cook's assistant had been improving rapidly, and her entrees were normally spectacular. But the spicing in last night's Goulash just wasn't settling well with Karla. She determined to ask the doctor for something to stifle her queasy stomach as well. She simply didn't have time to be ill. She looked at her rather full day-planner, noting the upcoming trips to see Taylor, and the note on September 6, reminding her to get her birth control renewed by that date.

"Ah! M'Lady Karla, come in, come in!" Noah opened the door and beckoned Karla into his office. Being an Alpenzeller, he was almost eighteen inches shorter than Karla. But he still had a commanding presence, in spite of his short stature. "Sit!" he said, gesturing to the examining table, and Karla sat, almost without thinking about it. He looked at two folders that he was carrying. "So! Renewing your own Norplant II birth control, and you want a kit to apply on a maid candidate? Very irregular, that. It's a prescription item, yah? She should come here and get the injection when she reports for duty, so I can examine her proper-like."

"Well, I know it's not routine procedure, but the Master really wants it done this way. He plans to have me apply the Norplant this weekend, and then a month later to take the girl's virginity, while her mother watches, to be certain the mother really is willing to hand over her daughter for maid service," Karla replied.

The doctor looked at her over his glasses. "So? Ah, Karl has such a way. To get the mother to agree to that, and this girl is what, just turning ten, according to your request? Ah well, we make certain... allowances, from time to time, yah? Now, how are you doing? You don't look so good. Not getting enough sleep? New job maybe too much with the pressure, being Senior Maid? Not so laid back as just driving the Master to appointments, is it?"

"The job's fine, and I slept well. I think last night's dinner didn't agree with me though. I was going to ask you for an antacid, as well. Sort of queasy," Karla said.

Noah looked at her charts and frowned. "Well, you are a bit late, but we take care of you just fine. I just need to run a test or two, please. Then we fix you right up. Urine sample and a blood test. Won't take long. We must be sure of the hormone levels, before we proceed. Wait here, and the nurse will get your samples. There's a collection cup and funnel on the counter. You fill the bottle, yes? Good girl." Then he walked out and a few minutes later Nurse Elena came in to take the blood sample, and to collect the sample of urine that Karla had filled while waiting.

Ten minutes later, Noah walked back in, with a sealed Norplant package, and a packet of antacids for Karla. "This is for the new girl, and the antacids are for you. You take, now. Instructions for her injection are in the box with her kit. You have had it done to you, so you know where, yah? Just above the inside of the elbow, and under the skin. Follow the directions, and she will be fine."

Karla gratefully took the antacids, and stood to get some water to wash it down with. "Thank you, Doctor. But where is my injection kit? Will the nurse be applying it, and not yourself?"

"You sit, first. No, in the comfortable chair, by the counter. Sit! We talk about that." When Karla was seated, he looked at his chart, and frowned again. "We sent you a card several months ago, about your renewal. You did not read it?"

"I read it, but I already had it written down in my day planner, so I didn't pay a lot of attention to it. Why? Is there a problem?" Karla asked, getting a queasy feeling that the antacid didn't seem able to affect.

"You may think so, or maybe not. You have been very busy lately. But you should have been in here for your renewal in June, Not August," he said, softly.

"June? No... September. Look, I have it written down right here." She showed him the notation in the front of the planner, that read 'Norplant renewal, 9/6 this year.', and the one in September, on the 6th. "I have a month left yet. I'm actually due on September 6th, give or take a few weeks. See?"

"No, now, I think maybe you are due in April," he said, looking at her for a reaction.

"In... April?" Karla said, perplexed.

"April 2004. Maybe May. Maybe March. Seven to eight months from now. Need more tests to be sure," he said. "You are pregnant, M'Lady Karla." And he handed her the early pregnancy test kit that he had dipped in her urine sample, which clearly showed a positive result.

"WHAT?" Karla gasped. "Oh noooo. No, there has to be some mistake. Not now. Oh, please, not now?"

"Hummm. This reminder, you have copied one year to the next, for five years? I think that is your mistake, yah? My charts, I only wrote it once. You got your injection on June 9, not September 6," Noah said.

"Ohhhh nooo. I guess I transposed the numbers. 6/9, 9/6. I thought I wasn't due until September," Karla said nervously.

"Have you been with anyone other than your Master?" the doctor asked. "You should talk to him. Or to them, if there are others this last two months. Either way, the Master will take care of you. You know this."

"Yes, I know he will. And there's one other male. Gods... And we were just starting to hit it off. What's he going to say?" Karla took the packet for Taylor, then turned to leave. "So I guess this is what morning sickness feels like?" she asked in parting.

That night, she was already scheduled for a 3-way session with Karl and Redd. When all three had gathered, she hugged Karl, and then hugged Redd, before sitting on the bed. "We... need to talk," she started.

"All right. What's the plan for tonight?" Redd asked, drawing a couple of chairs up close to the bed for Karl and himself. "Got a great idea for a complex scene?"

Karl merely sat, and said, "Go on, Karla. What is it?"

"I... we... well." She sighed, then said. "I'm pregnant! And one of you is the father. Probably Karl, since I've mated with him more often this last two months. But I can't be at all sure. It could just as easily be yours, Redd."

Redd remained silent this time, while Karl replied, "I see. Aren't you on Norplant? How did this happen?"

"I am. Was. It wore off, sooner than I thought it was going to. I honestly thought I was safe through September. But apparently it wore off in late June, just before Redd arrived. I'm really sorry, Redd, Karl. I didn't want this to happen," Karla said.

"Well, you know my situation, Karla, and of my policy on the matter," Karl said. "Redd, obviously I can't acknowledge the child, even if it does prove to be mine. I'm still legally married, and acknowledging having sired a child on anyone other than my wife while my breeding contract is still in effect could void my inheritance claim. I'll make sure the child is cared for and educated. It's a benefit all my maids have in their contract, no matter who is the father. But I can't claim the child."

"Well!" Redd said. "And a deep well it is, isn't it? Well, well."

"Redd? Please, don't hate me for this?" Karla pleaded.

"Hate you? Why would I do that?" Redd said, softly, sitting beside Karla. "I always secretly wanted to be the White Knight, rushing to rescue the fair damsel," he grinned, and said self-mockingly "I look so good in tights and a cape! I hadn't envisioned it quite like this, though. Still, I guess there's only one thing to do, eh? I'll marry you, if you'll have a bi-sexual gadfly like me as a husband. Heck, I'd be hard-pressed to find a better match, than a woman who already knows and approves that I am bi, and who'll let me sleep with a dear male friend and herself at the same time." He looked at Karl, then back at Karla. "No reason anything has to change, eh? I'll take the legal responsibility, and you cover the financial side, and we still share the most lovely vixen I have mated with in the last five to ten years? Regardless of who the real father is. Though I'll certainly look the fool if the cub looks like you, Master. Deal?"

"M-marry me? You... and me?" Karla said. This certainly threw a wrench in her long-term plans. But the more she looked at it... "All right. I think we can make that work, if you can accept that it's still Karl that I love. I like you a lot. I may even grow to love you too. I hope that I can. That we can." She looked at Karl. "If he's going to do this, for both of us, he should know all my secrets. Can I tell him?"

"I think it's safe to do that, yes," Karl said.

"Redd, this isn't my first baby. I have a daughter already," Karla said. "Her name is Taylor, and she's ten next month. Master Karl was the father, and he fixed us up with completely new identities when I got pregnant with her. There's no legal record tying her to him. If you hadn't been my 'White Knight', I probably would have had to go through that again, and disappear for several years."

"I can accept that, and I can accept that it may take time for love to grow between us. Where's this love child been hiding? Will I ever meet her?" Redd said.

"She'll be here in another month or so. As... as a maid. Working for the Master. Just as I do. Exactly... as I do. Can you bear that?" Karla said.

Redd thought about that for several minutes. "You're both OK with that? And I assume the girl isn't being forced? Lifestyles of the rich and famous, I guess. One of my former Masters buggered his son on a regular basis, and I said nothing. Your secret is safe with me. Consider it a wedding gift, from your poor suitor."

Karl went over to the sideboard, and poured two snifters of brandy, and one with just a sip of liquor in it. He handed the scant one to Karla, and the others were for Redd and himself. "Congratulations. We can have the ceremony here, if you'd like something a little fancy. Or do you just want to slip over to the Courthouse and make it legal?"

"I'd like a nice wedding, and a dress," Karla said.

"Whatever the little lady wants, boss. And would you honor us by being the Best Man?" Redd said.

"It would be my honor. To your health, and to otherwise continuing as if this wasn't a problem at all, which it will not be," Karl said, toasting the newly-betrothed couple. "How does the first weekend in October sound? It will take time to get a dress and make arrangements, but we won't want to wait too long."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 46

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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August 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Karl and Karla walked into the office of the boarding school at Noon on Friday, much to the surprise of the office secretary. Karla stayed somewhat behind Karl as they entered the office. "Why, it's Mr. and Mrs. Schwartzfield! You're quite early this month. Miss Taylor is at lunch still. Should I call for her?"

Karl held up one paw, and said, "No, not yet. We need to see the Headmistress, first. Is she available?"

"Why, I believe so." She checked the appointment calendar. "Yes, she is. She had an early lunch scheduled today, and it appears she's free for the next hour or so. Is anything wrong? What should I tell her is the reason for the meeting?"

"Nothing is wrong, no. In fact, everything is better than we could have hoped for," Karl said. "We have some good news for Taylor. But it means we will be withdrawing her from the school here. You see, she will soon be coming home with us."

"To a real house, and a full time mom," said Karla, edging out from behind Karl, and patting her slightly rounded tummy, "and soon, with a baby brother or sister!"

"Oh my! Congratulations, both of you. All of you! I'll call the headmistress right now!" the secretary said.

Within minutes, they were in the Headmistress' office, discussing their change in good fortune. Mrs. Parker was an English Sheepdog, whose parents moved to Sweden when she was in high school. She poured some hot mint tea for Karla, and then sat down again behind her desk. "Nothing like a good mint tea to settle the stomach. Perhaps not the best cure for morning sickness, Mrs. Schwartzfield, but it should help. Congratulations to both of you on the new little one. But you were saying that this pregnancy was not the only reason you'll be withdrawing Taylor from our care?"

Karl nodded. "Yes, you see, a year ago, Karla and I had hoped to make a start at providing a more stable life for Taylor. I took a pay cut to get transferred to a training facility, where I could enjoy more regular work hours, and could get at least one weekend a month free, on a predictable basis. That allowed me to join Karla and Taylor on their visits this past year. Well that certainly did allow me to get closer to Taylor, and also to my wife, with one happy side effect being that Karla is with child again. The other change is that my gamble in taking that transfer has paid off. An upper management position, more suitable for a person of my seniority and experience, has opened there. I applied for and got the job. The increase in my pay means that Karla can finally quit her own job as a stewardess, and concentrate on being a full time mother, for Taylor, and now for the upcoming little one."

Karla set down her tea and said, "We just signed the papers to buy a real home, and are closing on that four bedroom house now. Taylor and her new baby brother or sister will each have their own room, and we'll have one bedroom left over, in case I get pregnant again. I really wish we could have done this from the beginning for Taylor, but at least now we can all be together. We should be moved into the house and able to get her for the last time on her birthday weekend, at the start of September."

The headmistress nodded, and got out some paperwork for them to sign. "Quite the birthday present! Well, we shall certainly be sad to lose her. She's been a wonderful girl. But we are also always happy to see one of our full-care charges returning to a loving, full-time home. Too many never do, you know. We will prepare a copy of her transcripts and medical records for you to take with you, and they will be ready when you get her in September."

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After the formalities were dealt with, they were allowed to pick up Taylor. They kept quiet about their news until they were back at the cottage. Then Karla smiled at Taylor, and said, "Sweetheart? The arrangements have all been made. Next month, you're to have all your things packed. Everything. You'll come home with us after that weekend."

"Wow! That's great, mom!" Taylor said excitedly. "I was hoping it would be real soon now."

"And we have another surprise for you, honey. Um, I hope you'll like it, too," Karla said.

"Oh? What's that, mom?" the little vixen asked.

"Well... you're... going to have a little brother or sister. Mommy is pregnant." Karla patted her tummy for emphasis.

"For real? That's so cool! But I thought you an' daddy said you were on birth control, an' he didn't need ta do anything to keep you from having babies? That's why he could put his seed inside you, an' not me, yet. 'Cause I wasn't," Taylor asked.

"Well, mommy miscalculated on when she was supposed to get hers renewed. We'll be more careful with yours. Speaking of which, I have your birth control medicine with me. It takes a few weeks to take full effect, so you still won't be able to mate until next month. But you're almost there, sweetheart!" Karla said.

"Okay. Hey! Wait a minute! Won't you both get in lotsa trouble over this? I mean, you said we couldn't admit he was my daddy, 'cause he already had a wife, an' that inheritance stuff, an' all that? Has that changed? Won't that be a problem with this baby?" Taylor asked.

"Well... If he admitted this baby was his, we would be in a lot of trouble, yes. But, well, Mommy's going to be honest with you, honey. I'm not really sure your daddy is the father of this baby. There's another man, a nice fox named Redd Brushtail, who works for daddy. There's a chance it is his baby, instead. Redd is being super nice about all this, and he's going to marry mommy, and claim the baby is his."

"B-but I thought you loved daddy!" Taylor cried. "How could you marry some other guy?" She started to break down in tears.

"I do! I do love him, sweetheart. And he loves both of us. But remember what we have told you about what its like, being his maid? We maids do anything that the Master wants us to do, unless it's just unbearable. Redd is a very handsome fox, and daddy wanted to see me enjoying two males at once again. We talked it over, and I chose Redd to be that second male. Unfortunately, the times we were together was when mommy wasn't safe, and thought she was. But if Redd hadn't offered to marry mommy and claim the baby was his, then I would have had to leave the Master again, like when you were born, but maybe forever this time. This marriage is our only chance to stay together," Karla said.

"D-does that mean you won't be able to m-mate with daddy any more, mommy?" Taylor asked, still sort of snuffling.

"No. Redd works for daddy, in some ways very similar to how a maid does. Sometimes he actually serves daddy in bed, too. We've agreed privately that the marriage will not change our relationships. I'll publicly be married to Redd, and we'll share an apartment and sleep together when the Master isn't summoning one of us. But I'll still be with your daddy just as often as before. And with you." Karla brushed the tears from her daughter's muzzle. "It will be all right, sweetheart. Honestly, I might never get a chance to marry your daddy. But this way, I'll never have a reason to have to leave him, ever again."

"Well, I guess. It just seems so... I dunno. I was hoping that someday daddy really could marry you, I guess," Taylor said, slowly regaining her composure. "I mean, you both always said he didn't love his wife. That his parents forced him ta get married to her."

"We can never be sure about the future, dear," Karl said. "Once I have my inheritance, and after my parents have passed on, then I can change the rules so it's not considered such a bad thing if an heir in my family has mixed breed children, or even if they want to marry someone other than a Bernese. Maybe I can't change it in time for myself. But I can change how it affects my children. All of my children, including you. At the very least, there's nothing other than my parent's personal prejudices and their Last Will and Testaments that says an heir in my line can't at least acknowledge and care for mixed breed children. The children probably still will not be able to inherit, unless they were born from a legal marriage. But at least I can admit they are my own kin."

"Well, why don't we get your Norplant taken care of, and then we can get dinner. We have the whole weekend to discuss this," Karla said, as she opened up the kit.

"All right mommy. What do I hafta do? Pull down my pants and bend over?" Taylor asked.

"It's not that kind of an injection, dear. This goes in your arm, right here," Karla touched the spot. "I just pinch up a fold of skin, and this little tool will slip the point under your fur, and leave the rod of medicine behind. I do that twice, and you're done, and don't have to do it again for five years. And also, you'll probably only have a period and an actual heat cycle once every three months. That is how it affected me. That's another reason we couldn't do this until we were almost ready to take you with us. The people at your school would have noticed that change in you."

"Oh. I won't go into heat so often? Does that mean sex won't be so much fun?" Taylor asked, giving the indicated arm to her mother.

"Not at all. Sex is always fun! It just means you won't feel quite so driven to do something about the itch in your panties," Karla said, as she slipped the two medicated rods into place.

"Urch! Well, that didn't hurt too... Ow! Too much. That's it?" the little vixen asked.

"Yep. That's all there is to it. Now, when daddy takes your virginity next month, you won't have to worry about babies at all. This will last until one month before your fifteenth birthday, dear," Karla said, kissing the spot where she had injected her daughter.

After dinner, Karla started to feel ill again, and went to bed early, in the smaller bedroom, since it was closest to the bathroom in the hallway. "You sleep with Daddy this weekend, sweetheart," she told Taylor. "Mommy isn't up to much playtime right now."

"All right, mommy. You get better, okay?" Taylor replied, as she put on a pair of her pink pajamas, then left to be with her daddy.

Karl smiled at his daughter when she walked into the bedroom. The two-piece pj's she had on were decorated with cartoon characters, and were the kind that had a flap in the seat of the pants. Even after a year of slowly working his daughter up to this level of sexual activity with her own father, he still couldn't believe that this innocent-looking child, just starting the 5th grade this month, was so eager to become his sex toy, and that her mother was encouraging her, every step of the way. "You look so beautiful, Taylor. Come and show daddy how much you love him."

Taylor climbed onto the bed, kissed her daddy, and then crawled between his legs to start licking and sucking on his cock, with her bushy red tail waving sinuously above her upraised rump. "Ummmm, you taste so good, daddy! Do you think maybe you can get it all the way inside my tail this weekend? I wanna try that!"

"Maybe. But we don't need to rush. Oh, that's a good girl. That feels very good!" Karl closed his eyes for a moment as Taylor engulfed most of his length in her muzzle, and started suckling on his spurting pre-cum. "You're such a good girl!"

Taylor had one paw jammed down the front of her pj's, fingering her slit as she sucked off her father. She came just as her father's seed flooded into her mouth, and came again while she was swallowing the last of his load. "Mummm, yummy!" She said, as she licked off her muzzle.

"Now, lay on daddy's tummy, and let me taste you, while I prepare your tail," Karl said, patting his stomach. When Taylor was in place, he unsnapped the flap on her pj's, and tucked it under her. Then he eagerly started licking the little vixen's virginal slit. In a way, he almost regretted that he would soon take the child's virginity. It was so exciting, knowing that he was having oral and anal sex with a girl that was still a virgin. But at the same time, her scent was driving him wild, and it would take a lot of willpower for him not to jump the gun, and take her virginity this weekend.

"Murrrrr! That feels so good, daddy! I feel sorry for the other girls at school, whose mommies and daddies don't do this for them when they are in heat. It must be awful to be that frustrated!" She squirmed happily as another orgasm washed over her, soaking her father's muzzle with her juices. "Woo! Oh geeze! That feels so good, daddy!"

Karl applied some lube to Taylor's butt, and worked her with his fingers until he could get three fingers into her easily. Then he said, "Remember what you did last weekend? When you squatted over me and sat on my cock? Do that again, while I watch my pretty girl. If you can get my full length into you before I knot up, maybe you'll get your wish, and tie with daddy."

"Okay, daddy!" Taylor said as she changed positions. She faced her father as he pointed his tip at her well-lubed tail hole, and then slowly started to squat down onto his shaft. Her eyes went wide as he entered her, but she was determined to get as much of him into her butt as she could this time. "Ohhh! It feels so huge! Does it feel good, daddy?"

Karl braced his daughter with his paws around her waist, and adjusted his angle of entry a bit, seeking that elusive bend inside her. He was bottoming out at the bend, and couldn't quite feel that second ring of muscle that he knew he had to pierce if he was to tie with her. "Wonderful, sweetheart! Just slide up and down like that. Mummm, very good. Don't try to go deeper than that. I don't want to hurt you."

"Awww, okay daddy!" She bounced up and down, one paw on her father's upraised knee, and one paw fingering her clitty and holding the flap out of the way, so her daddy could see everything. She murred as she felt her father starting to spurt his seed into her butt. "Ohhh! That feels so warm inside me!"

"Unghh! There we go! Good girl! You're so good to daddy!" Karl said, as he knotted up outside his daughter, and filled her with his seed.

That night they slept cuddled up with each other, with Taylor spooned in front of her father, embraced in his arms. She murred happily in her sleep.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 47

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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August 2003 - Visby, Sweden

In the morning, Karl awoke to the delightful sensation of Taylor's sweet young muzzle enveloping his cock, and teasing him to a full erection. He was already spurting precum as he awoke, and his daughter was happily swallowing every bit of it. "Mummm. That's very nice, sweetheart," he said, propping himself up on his elbows so he could enjoy the sight of this pretty little vixen as she served him.

"Good morning, daddy!" Taylor said quietly. "Mommy's asleep again. I heard her getting sick in the bathroom a couple times last night. Is she gonna be OK?"

"She'll be fine, dear. Some women get sick like this during the first third of their pregnancy. Having a baby does a lot of things that change a woman's body, and sometimes those changes make the woman ill. Not always, though. I don't think she got sick when she had you, because this time it certainly took her by surprise," Karl said. "She says there's really nothing we can do, other than to make her comfortable when it hits."

"Oh. All right," Taylor said, and the continued to suck on Karl some more.

"Almost there, Taylor," her father said. "Keep that up, just like that. Ummmm, yes, there's my good girl!"

Taylor kept at it until her daddy came in her mouth, and she greedily swallowed it all down. Then she crawled up and lay on her daddy's tummy, and gave him a sloppy, wet kiss. "Daddy? Why does mommy hafta marry Mister Brushtail?"

"We explained that last night, dear. Someone needs to publicly take responsibility for being the daddy of her new baby. And I can't do that. Redd is protecting your mother, and protecting me, as well," Karl said.

"But why does it matter?" Taylor asked, innocently. "Why should anyone care who the daddy is?"

"You're just full of questions this morning, aren't you?" Karl said, patting her tight little rump. "Well, you see darling, unfortunately, there are a lot of males that will get a girl pregnant, and then refuse to have anything further to do with her. They don't take responsibility for the children that they produce, and they leave the girl with a baby to raise on her own, and not even any financial support. So most nations have laws that are intended to protect those mothers and their children, and require that the parents both be identified, where possible, to make sure that when a girl becomes pregnant, the father will support those children."

"But if the daddy is willing to take care of the mommy and baby, then why should it matter who he is?" Taylor asked. "Why can't you marry all your maids, since you love them all an' want to take care of them, an' any babies they have?"

"Well, in some places, it is legal for a man to have as many wives as he can support. Most places, though, one man can only be married to one woman at a time, and usually they will only legally be able to have sex with the person they are married to," Karl said, stroking Taylor's hair and looking at the ceiling. "See, a lot of people are of the opinion that people can really only 'love' one person at a time, the way that a mommy and daddy love each other. And most males are not rich enough to support multiple wives. If that is how your mind works, or what your finances are like, then laws that say you can only have one man and one woman together as man and wife make a lot of sense. And for a lot of people, it's actually a good rule, because it prevents bad feelings when a male starts seeing a new female, if the first one starts getting left out. If you really can only love one person at a time, or can only afford one wife and family, then starting up with a third person is bad news for the one you were with before."

"But you're not like that?" Taylor asked.

"No. I love all my maids equally, and I do take care of all of them, and even of any children that they have, weather I am the father or not. But I can afford to have a lot of maids like that because I have a lot of money. Most people have a hard enough time just supporting themselves, one mate, and their children," Karl said.

"Oh," Taylor said, and was quiet for a while. "Daddy? Miss Cheri said one thing that got me thinking, when I met her. I was a little confused about why mommy tied you to the bed, and told her that felt odd to me. She asked if it felt odd that I was having sex with someone old enough to be my grandpa. I told her I didn't mind that at all, and we agreed you are a wonderful lover. But that got me thinking, about the parents of my friends at school. All of them are about the same age as each other. But you're a lot older than mommy. And you're a whole lot older than Cheri, or me. Why?"

"Well, that's true. When I hired your mother, she was sixteen, and I was already thirty two. I started preferring younger women when I was in college. Most of the girls my own age were primarily looking for husbands, and seemed to only be interested in my money and a wedding ring. Then a friend mentioned he was dating a high school girl, and how nice it was to date a girl that wasn't at all interested in marriage yet. He introduced me to some of his girlfriend's friends - girls about fifteen or sixteen, or about three or four years younger than myself. And he was right. They just wanted to be loved, and thought it was great that a college boy found them attractive. And they were very enthusiastic, and willing to try almost anything," Karl said.

"But I'm not even close to being a high school girl yet. And Cheri said she was eleven when she started working for you?" Taylor asked.

"When I was given a mansion of my own to run and maintain, my newly-hired maids then were at least fifteen, so they would already be in high school. Then I found that I could do almost anything I pleased with them, and no one would complain, as long as the maids themselves had no complaints. So I made arrangements for my maids to attend a private school for girls, that worked with grades 5 through 12 - both middle school and high school - and I slowly tried hiring girls that were younger, until now the minimum age for my newly-hired girls is ten - or when they start their periods, if that comes after they turn ten. That way I get to enjoy their company longer, before they grow up into college girls and want to leave me to find husbands and start families of their own. You're the youngest girl I have ever had any sort of sex with, and I wouldn't have started you so soon if your mother hadn't insisted it was what she wanted for you."

"Is it wrong for two people to mate when they aren't close to the same age?" Taylor asked.

"No. Most people choose a mate close to their age, so they will have similar interests, and be able to stay together a long, long time. But it's not unheard of for a man in over 80 to marry a girl who is just 18. Some rich men do that, for their second or third wives, as they get older."

"But high school girls don't get married?" Taylor asked. She was enjoying this 'quality time' alone with her daddy.

"Not usually, no. In most cases, a high school girl or boy can only get married with their parent's permission, and in some places only if the boy got the girl pregnant. Most places, the minimum age for getting married matches high school graduation." Karl started rubbing Taylor's rump, and slipped a paw under her PJ bottom's flap, to caress her tail hole and her slit.

"Oohh! I got a horny daddy?" Taylor asked hopefully. "One more question, first? Mommy's older than a college girl, an' you're still mating with her. So I guess a maid who doesn't wanna go find a husband doesn't have to? What happens to the older girls that work for you?"

Karl opened the flap on Taylor's PJ's. "Some get married. Some I help to get jobs with other masters, who prefer older girls that are well trained. I don't force the older girls to go away, but I do call on them less than the young ones, unless they are exceptionally pleasing to me. Your mommy has found ways to be very pleasing to me, like that. And I think you'll be like her, if that pleases you."

Taylor got on her hands and knees and raised her tail, as Karl applied some lube to her butt. "I wanna stay with you a long, long, time, daddy!"

"And I want you to do that too, sweetheart," as he thrust his cock into his daughter's butt, and finally managed to tie with her there.

"Oh geeze!" Taylor gasped. "It feels like you're poking all the way into my tummy!" Then her eyes grew wide as her father's knot started to swell inside her for the first time. "OHHH! Oh, daddy! Aughhh!" Her eyes started to tear up, but the pain was barely manageable. She nearly bit her tongue to keep from screaming, and waking her mother. After a few moments of heavy breathing, she looked back at her daddy. "W-we d-did it, huh? I'll be all right, daddy. I-it's not s-so bad, now."

Karl slowly started moving again, then while fingering the little vixen's clitty so she could cum too. "You're incredibly tight, darling. Daddy is so very proud of you! My big girl!"

Karl and Taylor spent the rest of the weekend like that, talking, mating orally or anally, or walking on the beach together with Karla. By the time Sunday evening rolled around, Taylor had finally run out of questions, and could also tie with her father easily, in the tail.

September, 2003 - Visby, Sweden

Karl and Karla picked up Taylor at the school on her birthday weekend, and were driving a minivan this time, to be able to take all her belongings with them. The school had thrown a big going away party for Taylor, and she had several pretty balloons and presents from her friends and the teachers and staff at the school. The hardest part for Taylor wasn't saying goodbye. It was telling her friends and some of the teachers that she would write, and knowing that was very unlikely. She mentioned that to her parents as they drove away.

"Well, you're right, that we'll want to break off contact fairly quickly. But we did plan for that. The forwarding address we left with the school, and for your friends, is a home belonging to one of daddy's employees. For a few months, at least, mail sent there will get relayed to us by courier, and you can send mail back by courier, to be mailed from that neighborhood in Germany. They will tire pretty quickly of sending international letters and postcards," Karl said.

They stopped at the airport on the way to the cottage, and dropped off the boxed things that they would not need for the weekend, to be pre-packed into an air freight container and shipped to Germany, and then to Switzerland, and then trucked to the mansion. Taylor's things would be in her room when they got to the mansion, ready to unpack.

Back at the cottage, Karla prepared a romantic birthday dinner for Taylor, with candlelight, and a small heart-shaped birthday cake, while Taylor and Karla talked in the bedrooms about the night's formalities. After dinner, they gave her one present, in a medium-sized flat box.

Taylor ripped into the packaging, and when she opened the box, found it contained a pretty Maid's uniform, just like Cheri had worn, but exactly in Taylor's size.

"Let's get dressed, dear," Karla said. The two vixens went to the back, and Karla helped Taylor into her uniform, without the panties, and then put on her own uniform.

"I've never seen you in a maid's uniform yet, mommy. It looks so pretty on you!" Taylor said.

"Pretty soon this one won't fit me, the way my tummy is growing. But you look positively adorable in yours, darling. Now, time for your big present! Remember, just as we rehearsed it while dinner was cooking," Karla escorted Taylor to the bedroom, where her father was waiting, wearing a scarlet silk dressing robe.

"Taylor Schwartzfield, are you ready to enter my service as a maid, fully and completely, of your own free will?" her father asked.

"Yes, daddy!" Taylor chirped.

"Say 'Yes Master', from here on out, dear. Remember, once we leave this place, you can only call us mommy and daddy in the bedroom, or when you are alone with your mother or myself," Karl said.

"Oh! Right! Yes Master!" Taylor said quickly.

"Taylor, you understand what will be required of you? That you will obey my every command, mating with me, and with those individuals I approve of and command you to entertain, without complaint, trusting my judgment in these matters? With the understanding that if you try something three times, and find it simply unbearable, you may ask to be relieved of that particular sort of service?" he asked.

"I understand. I love you and trust you completely," Taylor said.

"Karla Andersson, as my senior maid, and also as the mother of this girl, do you bear witness to this girl's pledge? And for your own part, do you freely give your child to me, to use as I will, in my bed as well as in maid service?"

"I do, my beloved Master. I can think of no better place for our child, than at your side, as your maid. I welcome my former daughter as a sister among my fellow maids, to share in your love and in our service unto you," Karla said. "From now on, in public she is no longer my daughter, but is entirely your maid, though we three shall continue to love one another privately as family."

Karl nodded. "Taylor Schwartzfield, do you now accept me entirely and completely as your Master, and do you acknowledge that the public ties of father, mother and daughter will be severed by this act, to be replaced by those of Maid and Master? This is your last chance to back out of this. Refuse, and I will arrange for another boarding school for you somewhere else, and you can live your life as a normal little girl, who only sees her parents every few months, if that. Accept, and you give yourself to me completely, starting with giving me your virginity, this very night. This one last time, you may address me as Father."

"Father, I do accept your terms, and give myself to you, no longer as your daughter, but as your maid, your lover, and your devoted servant, and you as my Master, now and forever," Taylor said.

Karl opened his dressing gown, revealing a rampant erection. "Then seal your vow by greeting me as a maid should greet her master."

Taylor knelt before Lord Karl, and took his shaft into her muzzle, happily suckling the juices of her new Master and lover. Tuesday would be her actual tenth birthday, and she knew she would enter that day no longer a virgin.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 48

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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September 5 2003 (Friday night) - Visby, Sweden

Karl stopped Taylor before he actually came in her muzzle, allowing her only to get a good taste of his precum and get him started to knot up. "Now, get on the bed, my maid, and on your back. Karla? Get Taylor's butterfly, and put it on her please. I want her to be as stimulated as possible when I do this."

"But of course, Master! I should have thought of that myself! Be right back!" Karla rushed out of the room to get the vibrator.

While they waited, Karl lay down between Taylor's thighs, and folded the apron, skirt and petticoat of her maid's uniform up out of the way. He sniffed at her soon to be violated slit, savoring for one last time the scent of this particular virgin in heat, and knowing her scent and taste would change subtly once he had fully claimed her. Then he moved closer, and started licking at Taylor's slit. The young vixen was already damp with anticipation, and her petals opened readily to admit his tongue.

"Ohhh da... er, Master! That feels so good, Master!" Taylor yipped, catching herself as she started to call Karl "daddy' out of habit.

"It's all right, Miss Taylor. For this session, go ahead and admit our relationships. We're safely alone now, and it will make it more fun. Daddy thinks you taste absolutely wonderful, and I want to be very sure you're wet and ready before I claim you," Karl said, before he resumed his licking.

"Should I set up the movie camera?" Karla asked as she returned.

Karl paused and thought about that for a moment. This was certainly going to be a once in a lifetime event for all of them. But at the same time, as much as he would love having that tape to watch later, he realized that possession of a tape showing Karl actually deflowering their own 9 year old daughter could give Karla too much of a hold over him, even if she was in the film herself. "No. Tempting, but I don't want the distraction of worrying about camera angles. Our memories will be vivid enough, I am sure. Remove her apron, skirt and petticoat, and put the vibrator on her now. Also, I've given permission for her to continue calling us mommy and daddy for the session."

Once Karla was done preparing Taylor, she handed two remotes to Karl, already turned on to the moist aggressive setting. She had put her own strap-on vibrator as well. "Should I lick her first?" she asked.

"Yes, please do that, my dear. I'll just stand here and admire the two of you, until you get her good and wet," Karl said. Karla was still in her own maid's uniform, all except the shoes, which she kicked off before getting on the bed and laying on her back, with one knee raised. At twenty-eight, she had a slender yet shapely figure that most women would kill for, showing no signs of previously having borne a child. And her figure was made all the more intriguing to Karl by the just-noticeable tummy bulge that marked her as being two months or so pregnant. Her shapely legs were encased in sheer black stockings, held in place high on the thigh by white satin garters, decorated with a bow on the back of the thigh. Her crisp white apron, short black skirt and frilly white petticoat fanned out above her hips as she lay on her back, exposing her parted labia and the yellow butterfly vibrator that she had on, for Karl to gaze at. Her trim waist was tightly encased in a laced up bodice, with under wires below each pert breast. A white scoop-necked, off-the-shoulder blouse completed her outfit.

Taylor had also removed her shoes, and looked like a miniature version of her mother, with somewhat darker, reddish-brown fur as opposed to her mother's scarlet, and dressed the same, save for the fact that she now wore no apron, skirt or petticoat. The young vixen's puffy little mons were already reddish and parted, as she lowed herself over her mother's muzzle, squatting while bracing herself with her mother's upraised hands. She moaned as her mother tongued her. "Oohh! That feels so good! Make me nice an' wet for our Master, mommy!" Her bushy tail lashed furiously behind her as her mother and the buzzing vibrator drove her to a rapid climax.

Karl certainly had no problem remaining erect, with a show like that to watch! He waited patiently until both Taylor and her mother had climaxed. Then he arranged Taylor with a pillow under her head, and a pair of towels under her rump, to catch the blood of her deflowering. The top towel was a white satin facial washcloth, that would retain the stain of her virginal offering, while the lower one was an absorbent dark towel, to soak up the mess and prevent the bedding from bearing an incriminating blood stain. "Comfortable? Are you ready?" He asked, gently.

Taylor gazed lovingly into her Master's eyes, and nodded slowly. "I-I think so. Make me y-yours, Master! I want my daddy inside me, like a big vixen!"

Karl moved atop his daughter, and positioned himself, stroking her wet slit with the tip of his shaft, and easing into her opening, just barely. "I'll be as gentle as I can, but you know this will hurt. You've never had anything anywhere near as big as me inside your vagina, and at the very least, you hymen will be torn, and you'll bleed a bit from that. If you're too tight - if I think I might do more damage than that by forcing my way into you, I'll back off, and we'll work at stretching your front like we did with your tail, all right?"

"Just do it, daddy! I want it, bad!" Taylor said, wrapping her heels behind Karl's lower back, and starting to pull him closer, deeper into her virginal slit. She gasped as the first inch slipped in, moving fairly easily in spite of her inexperience. "Ah! I-it's really big, but okay, so far. I c-can do this!"

For Karl, it was incredible. She was so hot, and so tight, he couldn't believe it. He pushed forward slowly, until he encountered her hymen resisting his entry. Then he kissed his daughter passionately, having to arch his back almost painfully to kiss her eagerly upraised muzzle in this position, because she was so much shorter than he was. As Taylor responded to his kiss, and started to climax again from the vibrator, he shoved his hips forward, piercing her hymen and sinking to the knot in the tiny vixen.

Taylor almost bit Karl's tongue as her hymen ruptured, and she broke off from their kiss with a sharp yelp of pain. But her legs and arms held tightly onto her Master, as she gasped for breath and fought back her tears. "W-we d-did it! L-look, mommy! C-can you see? I'm a b-big girl, now!"

Karla was watching from the foot of the bed, under Karl's wagging tail. "I see her blood. Not so much that I would worry about other damage. Are you all right, sweetheart? Mommy and Daddy are so very proud of our big girl!"

Karl held very still, giving Taylor time to get over the pain of her violation, and kissing away her tears. "My beautiful big girl! Tell me when you're ready, and we'll continue. Now you get the best part!"

Taylor squirmed under her father, then kissed him. "It's... not as bad as when you tied in my tail. I think I'm ready. Please, Master, make me yours! I want to feel my daddy's seed deep inside me, like you do with mommy!"

"There's my girl!" Karl said, as he started slowly thrusting in and out. "Stop locking your arms and legs around me, dear, so I can move better. Yes, that's fine." He grasped his daughter's ankles and sat upright, spreading her open in a V before him, so he could see his blood-slicked shaft slipping in and out of her. There was already some pink froth starting to form, as his precum mixed with her virginal blood. "My god... You're the tightest girl I have ever deflowered, Taylor! I can't get past my knot yet, though. I can feel my tip bumping up against your cervix on each thrust. I won't be able to tie with you, unless I poke through yet another very tight ring of muscle, deep inside, and right into your womb!"

"Oh geeze! Don't stop, daddy! That feels so good now! I can feel you bumping inside me! Almost... almost there now!" Taylor exclaimed.

Karl did his best to hold back on his own climax until Taylor seemed to be having hers. It wasn't easy, because she felt so good! But soon he thrust until his knot was firmly against her, and he flooded his little girl with his seed, panting heavily. "Aughhhh! Ohhh, fantastic. Here you go, baby. Daddy's filling you!"

Taylor's only reply was a wordless murring, as she focused on the new sensation of her tummy filling with the hot seed of her father, her Master, and her lover. She smiled at her mother, with her eyes half-closed.

Karla brought a small brandy snifter to the bedside, and as Karl carefully removed himself, she slipped it into place under her daughter's slit, to catch as much as she could of the cum and blood leaking from her daughter. "Push, sweetheart! Push it out, like mommy does for you to drink, so there will be enough for all of us to share!"

Karl allowed Karla to lick him clean while she filled the snifter, and then lay between his nearly senseless daughter's thighs and lapped at the mixture of blood and cum still soaking her tiny slit. He also examined her carefully, once she was cleaned off. "No sign of other damage. She didn't tear anything, other than losing her hymen to me."

"Good! I knew she could do it!" Karla held up the snifter. "Here we have a rare vintage, only made on this one night. Something to savor," she said, taking a sip. "Mummm! Taylor Schwartzfield, virginal vixen, with a healthy admixture of 'sauce Bernese', aged to perfection at nine years. Delicious!" She offered the snifter to Taylor. "Take some, and share the rest with daddy."

Taylor took a sip, and gave the glass to her father, who finished the rest. Then they each kissed each other, stripped, and curled up to sleep for the night, together in the big bed. "I love you, Daddy," Taylor said, sleepily.

"And we love you, too, Taylor," Karl said, as he turned out the light. "Welcome home."

Swiss Mix - Chapter 49

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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September 6 2003 (Saturday) - Visby, Sweden

In the morning, Karl awakened to the delightful sensation of Taylor suckling on his shaft. He patted her head affectionately. "Good morning, Miss Taylor! How's my big girl now?"

"Good morning, Master!" the little vixen said. "I'm doin' great! Not sore at all, now, down there. Can I try being on top this time, like M'Lady Karla likes to do?"

"If you think you can handle that already, sure. Just be careful not to let yourself slide down too far. Where is M'Lady Karla, anyway?" Karl asked, as he positioned himself and held his shaft upright.

"She got dressed just after she woke me up. Said she was going to go for a short walk on the beach, and would be back in a little while." Taylor positioned herself over Karl's shaft, and slowly lowered herself onto it. Despite her confident attitude, she still winced as he entered her, since her vagina was still not at all used to being stretched to accommodate a thick shaft entering her. She stopped with Karl only halfway into her, and leaned forward onto his chest, moving a little to make him slide in and out, but not trying to get him very deep.

Karl sighed as her tight little hole enveloped him. But Karla 'going for a walk' worried him. It wasn't like her. She usually loved to watch and encourage them as he seduced Taylor. "Ummmm, so good. Sweetheart? Did Karla seem upset or anything? Was she all right?"

"No... She just seemed kinda - distracted. Didn't seem upset though, no. She smiled an' kissed me an' told me ta play real nice with you until she got back. Ummmm, this feels really good!" She sat up more, trying for a little more depth, and managing to slip another inch into herself.

Karl tried to put his worries out of his mind, and just enjoy this passionate moment with his new maid. But as he thrust into Taylor and neared his own climax, he kept wondering why Karla had gone for a walk. Had she not wanted to watch Karl actually mating with their daughter? This whole affair had been her idea in the first place, so that didn't seem like it would have been the reason. Then his attention was grabbed back to the here and now by the sensations he was experiencing. His tip was pushing against Taylor's cervix, and he could feel the tight opening of her womb slowly parting, like a puckered mouth nibbling at his tip, deep within her. "Oh gods... If you keep that up, you'll..."

Taylor could feel it too, and though it hurt a little, she could feel the resistance lessening as she applied more of her weight. Gritting her teeth, she let her legs go limp and sat down hard, and was rewarded by feeling another three inches of her father's shaft suddenly slipping into her depths. She could feel him, so deep inside her, and it felt almost like he must be poking right through her tummy! She looked down, and tentatively touched a faint bulge, just below her rib cage. Then she slipped her paw lower, and found she was firmly seated, with her father's full length inside her. "I did it! I got all of you inside me!"

"Well! I'm glad I got back in time to see that," Karla said, standing in the doorway.

Karl merely moaned, as the intense pleasure of penetrating this sweet vixen all the way into her womb nearly overwhelmed his senses. He started to come almost at once, as his knot started to enlarge. "Taylor? If you don't raise up fast..."

Taylor just squirmed down harder, intent on experiencing that huge knot inside her inexperienced cunny. It felt big, yes, but at the same time, her hole didn't seem to be stretching any further. She moaned and stroked her tummy fur, and could feel the bulge of her father's knot growing and pulsing there, as well as where his tip was filling her womb. As her father's main flow started to flood her womb, she just closed her eyes and murred happily, having one orgasm after another in rapid succession.

"Ohhh, good girl!" Karl groaned as he got his release, but looked over at Karla. "Karla? Are you all right, my Pet? Taylor said you went for a walk?"

"I'm... fine. We can talk about it after you two are done. I see you managed to tie with her already. Congratulations, both of you," Karla said, sounding tired more than angry.

"Ummmm, you're not mad at me, or somethin' are you mommy?" Taylor asked, acutely aware that she couldn't extract herself from her current position if she wanted to. Her father's knot was locked deep inside her, and she couldn't even wiggle. Nor did she particularly want to move. It felt incredible.

Karla sat beside Taylor, and kissed her tenderly. "No. Mommy isn't mad at either of you. I want you and daddy to be lovers like this. It's all right, dear."

"But something is bothering you, isn't it?" Karl asked. "Taylor and I aren't going anywhere for a bit now. Not unless you throw a bucket of cold water on us." He was flooding Taylor with his seed, and it was wonderful, of course. But this matter with Karla had his attention now. "If you aren't upset about Taylor and I mating, what is it?"

Karla looked down at her tummy, then back at Karl. "Lots of little things. Wondering if we're being fair to Redd, or to me, with me marrying him, when it's you I love. Wondering what will happen if this baby looks like you, and not like him. Even wondering if we'll train this baby like we have Taylor. And what will happen to me in the long run."

Karl took Karla's paw in his. "It was Redd's idea to marry you, Karla. Neither of us put him up to that. He made that offer on his own, of his own free will. He and I have been sharing you, and we plan to continue sharing you. But unlike me, he can marry you. To the best of my knowledge, every mixed-breed pup I have sired so far looked like their mother. The only pups I have sired that looked like me are the purebreds, that Helga gave birth to. I don't think Redd, or you, need to worry on that count."

Karl paused for a moment, and shifted his position tentatively, but was still stuck fast. His knot was just starting to subside. "As for the baby's future, we can decide that later. We don't even know yet if it will be a boy or a girl. And as for you, I'd say your future is more secure than ever before. Redd likes sex partners that are closer to his own age, and he's only 4 years older than you are. If it works out well for you two, you could be together a very long time. And he's perfectly happy to share you with me, so the threesomes that we enjoy have no reason to end. And that is something none of my younger maids offer me."

"And... you still find me... attractive?" she touched her tummy. "Even now?"

Karl just threw back his head and laughed. "Is THAT what's really bothering you? Yes! Especially now! Let me get my second wind, and I'll show you how attractive I find a pregnant vixen! I'll mate with you until that new baby needs swimming lessons!"

"I may hold you to that, if Taylor can spare you for a few hours. But first I need a shower. My paws are still covered with sand," Karla said, smiling again.

"We both love you, mommy! An I'm sure Mister Redd must love you too, or he wouldn't have asked to marry you, right?" Taylor said.

"Maybe he does, sweetheart. Mommy's just not sure she loves him yet, though," Karla said. "I do think he is a good man, and someone we can trust. Maybe that will be enough."

That afternoon, Karl made a point of including Karla just as much as Taylor in their lovemaking, as they tried several variations. The one thing he could not do with Karla in this state was to tie with her. If he poked through into her womb, he knew that might cause a miscarriage. But he happily flooded her vagina with his seed, and tied in her tail hole that evening. They kept at it for the next several days, until Taylor's actual birthday on Tuesday, treating their extended weekend almost like a honeymoon for the three of them.

On their return, the 'Schwartzfield Family' went together via Germany, and cleared out the possessions in the apartment there that related to Taylor's existence, including the airline uniforms and passports for Karla and 'Gunther'. The apartment itself might be used in the future, but as of this day, Gunther would cease to exist. His passport and airline ID card went through a shredder, and into the building's incinerator, as did their uniforms. Karla's actual passport, as Karla Andersson, went into her carry-on bag, to go to the airport with Karl.

But Karla's passport as Karla Schwartzfield has one more use. While Karl rode to the airport in a taxi, with Karla and Karl's luggage, Karla rode with Taylor and her small carry-on bag in another taxi, to a small unmarked office in downtown, where she signed the papers as Taylor's mother, for Taylor to be sent to Karl's mansion for her 'Maid Scholarship'. Taylor Schwartzfield, as a German citizen, would be escorted on a commercial flight to her 'new boarding school', to pass through customs into Switzerland as a foreign exchange student with a long-term work visa. Karla kissed Taylor goodbye, and then hopped in a cab to the airport. She met Karl there at his private plane, and they flew out immediately.

Several hours later, Karl Bernerholdt and his maid, Karla Andersson, were at the airport to greet their newest foreign exchange student, Taylor Schwartzfield. They collected her from her airline-provided escort, presented the work visa and scholarship program paperwork for her to customs, and then Karla drove them in a limo back to the mansion, to begin Taylor's new life as a maid in Lord Karl's employ.

Swiss Mix - Chapter 50

By DoggyStyle57, May 2010

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September 2003 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

As soon as Taylor arrived in Bern, she was enrolled to start 5th grade at the same school as the other maids, and started classes with them. Marie was also starting kindergarten at that school this year. Hans, on the other hand, had been enrolled for first grade at a prestigious private school for young aristocrats. Redd drove them to school each day in a school bus owned by the estate, and picked them up again each afternoon.

With more time on her hands, and only Heidi to care for during the day, Cheri started taking on-line classes at the University of Bern, with an eye to eventually becoming certified as a teacher, specializing in early education. Some classes she would have to take in person, but she could work that into her schedule.

For the last several weeks, Redd had quietly been letting individuals on the mansion staff know that he'd been dating Karla since he arrived. When she returned from her trip to bring in the new maid, they made the official announcement that they planned to marry in October, with the Master's blessings. Since Karla's service for the Master over the last two years had been no more than one summons a week, and sporadic at best for two years before that, it was easy for most of the staff to believe that she had found a more steady relationship with the handsome fox, so much closer to her own age. If anyone wondered about the rapid courtship, or her recent preference for more casual clothing and loose tops, no one chose to comment on the matter.

Remodeling was already under way on Redd's apartment over the motor pool garage. The other second-floor apartment in that building was merged with his, giving him a total of three bedrooms, an office for Karla, and an additional bathroom. The kitchen, dinette and living room of the second apartment became the main kitchen and a family sized dining room and play room, while the original apartment's kitchen was reduced to a wet bar and entertainment counter for the living room, and the space used by the dinette and the rest of the kitchen became a storage room, and a private stairway down to the tunnel system. They would have plenty of room for the new baby, and even for a second child, if that were to occur.

Karl set up a new summoning schedule for the maids, which included one night each week where Karl and Redd would share Karla. Though Karl would, on rare occasions, mate with Redd as well, almost all of their three-ways were focused on both males pleasing Karla, especially as her pregnancy progressed. The new schedule also included three sessions a week with Taylor; two in which Karla would quietly join via the tunnels; and one night per week with Cheri and Taylor at the same time, doing 'incest roleplay' with both Cheri and Taylor 'pretending' to be Karl's daughters. Though Cheri was still a little dubious about the incest RP, she obeyed her Master's suggestion and played the role well. Cheri was also scheduled for other sessions, which usually involved her paired with one or two of the younger maids, either doing incest roleplay and Lesbian play with Kiska and Sasha (twin Samoyeds, 12, and nymphomaniacs) or dominating Miss Lucy (Golden retriever, 13, who likes light to medium bondage).

Cheri was still lactating and nursing Heidi, and so she could not be on birth control pills or Norplant. In her fertile weeks, she had Karl use a condom with her, or use her mouth or tail hole when he came inside her. One bonus - since Cheri now had only one child to feed, Karl could suckle some of her milk, and happily did so.

Karl also continued to enjoy his sessions with Flora, Frieda and Hugo, though his matings with the 13 year old twin sisters and their 16 year old brother were now reduced to only twice a month. Karl usually had Hugo mate with his sisters vaginally, and then Karl would lick each girl clean, and then use the young girl's tails while their brother watched. Similarly, his sessions mating with 15 year old Elsa and her father were cut back to twice a month. While still delightful to participate in these sessions of 'incest by proxy', Karl's interest in that game was waning in comparison to his access to Taylor. Why watch and encourage another man to fuck his daughter or sisters, when Karl could be mating with his own eager daughter?

October 2003 - Bern, Switzerland - At the Bernerholdt Estates

The wedding of Karla Andersson and Redd Brushtail was held in the grand ballroom at the mansion, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. It was a small affair. All of Redd's relatives were back in America, and Karla had been unable to make contact with her father or her two brothers. The invitations she had sent to her father's last known address came back unopened, and marked "addressee unknown, no forwarding address". Reudi, Heinrick and Peter came from Lady Helga's estate, to serve as groomsmen, while Lord Karl was Best Man. Lady Helga declined to attend, citing pressing business elsewhere, but sent a lavish gift. M'Lady Trixie, M'Lady Eva, and the twins Miss Harriet and Miss Hillary were Karla's bridesmaids, and Cheri served as her "Flower Girl".

As the wedding party entered the ballroom, the remaining maids formed an 'honor guard', lining both sides of the center aisle and each holding a single long-stemmed rose, to form an archway for the wedding party to pass through. Karla was radiant, looking like a fairy tale princess in a pale green dress cut in an Italian Renaissance style, with a high waist and slightly poofed skirt that was perfect camouflage for her three-months-pregnant tummy. Dresses of that period were supposed to make a girl look slightly pregnant, as the Italians of that era found such implied fertility very attractive. Redd was dressed in a similar period attire, a prince to her princess, dressed all in green, with tights and a codpiece, and a short yellow-gold cape. "I told you I looked good in tights and a cape," he whispered to Karla as they walked down the aisle.

The ceremony itself was a civil ceremony, presided over by a magistrate from town. The vows were simple ones that met the legal requirements, but didn't very strongly emphasize marital fidelity. They had a pleasant reception and dancing after the ceremony. Karl excused himself as the sun set, taking Taylor with him.

As the night ended, Redd and Karla slipped off to Redd's apartment. He carried her across the threshold, and kissed her sweetly. On the counter of the new wet bar was a Champaign bucket with a bottle on ice, and two glasses. "Sparkling cider, considering your condition," he said with a smile. "And I have arranged a very special gift for you."

"A better gift than giving up your freedom, to protect my reputation and my child, even when you're not sure the baby is yours?" She asked, placing a paw on her tummy.

Redd smiled weakly, and said "Well, I hope you'll think so. Maybe I'm just old-fashioned in a strange way, but I think a woman should be with the man she loves all night on her wedding night. He's waiting for you, in the bedroom."

"What?" Karla glanced back at the hallway to the bedroom, then back at Redd. She held Redd's paw and looked him in the eyes. "Redd... That's very sweet and self-sacrificing of you, but if you think for one minute that I'm going to let you sleep on the couch on our wedding night, or worse yet, slip off into town, while I mate with Karl, then I've got news for you. I'll happily accept your gift, but only if you are part of it. I'm your wife now. I want to wake up in the morning tomorrow, snuggled between the two of you, and filled by both of you. And I plan to sleep with you every night, and wake up with you beside me each morning, unless one or both of us are summoned to serve our Master. Is that clear?"

Karl stepped out from the doorway to the hallway, dressed in his crimson dressing gown, and smiling. "Told you so, Redd. She's got almost as large a sexual appetite as I do, and she's not going to let you be a husband in name only. It will take both of us to keep her satisfied."

Redd held up his free hand, imploringly. "All right! I surrender. Guess I wanted to hear it directly from you. I'll get another glass, and we can take the cider with us to the bedroom."

That night, by mutual agreement, Karl and Redd lavished their attentions solely on Karla. There would be other times for pleasures between the two males, and Redd understood that Karl still only occasionally wanted to play that way. This was Karla's night, and both males filled her lovingly, and took their time doing it.