Avenging the Handmaidens: part 3 -  Father’s Bed Needs A Woman. (group sex) By  Carole n Nice. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. My father stood up and smiled at all of us kneeling before him. “Daughters, what is your duty,” father asked?“To obey you, father,” we replied in unison. “Prudence, Stand!” My sister stood at my father’s command and awaited his assignment. My father walked over to her, touched the bonnet on her head and then her cheek. “You will go with your two eldest brothers, Thomas and Mathew.” “Yes, father,” She said and knelt at the feet of both of them. I was shocked that my father would assign her to my older brothers. I thought he would give her to one of them but to have a girl who was still days from her nineteenth birthday to men was shocking. I felt for certain that he would assign both Prudence and I to our two oldest brothers, Grace to our youngest and Emily, Our oldest sister in law to himself. My father turned to Grace. “Grace, you will serve my beloved son, Luke.” Grace stood up and said, “Thank you, Father.” “I will make you proud of me and erase our sins.” She then curtseyed to him and went to kneel in front of Luke. My heart sunk. This left me with my youngest brother, John. Although, I loved him he was a bit of a handful and we all dreaded the thought of being assigned to him. I grit my teeth and waited. “Prudence!” “Emily!” “Stand daughters!” We both stood and waited what was ordained to happen. I smiled at Emily, my heart breaking because of not being with my father but bursting with pride that she would rightfully be with our patriarch. “Emily, you will go with my youngest son, John.” “You will serve him well, daughter,” he said. I could see the shock only partially hidden on Emily’s face. “Yes, father.” “I will please and honor your son AS IF HE WERE YOU.” “Prudence, you will serve me.” I nodded and knelt at his feet. This was a disaster. How could father have made such a bad decision to assign Emily to John? I knelt stunned at my father’s feet. I watched as Emily knelt before John and pulled his manhood from his pants. She reached over with amazing dignity and took him into his mouth and started to suck him hard. I felt my father reach for my arm and pull me onto his lap. He was smiling. I put my arms around him, kissed him on the cheek and whispered to him, “How could you assign our oldest sister to John?” “It is an insult.” He took my chin and forced me to look him straight in the eyes. “Because I want you and after that, it all made sense to me.” “Now undress me, Chastity.” I nodded and got off my father’s lap. I unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it out of his pants and off his arms. He kissed my lips, his tongue, softly between them and pulled me to him. I bent over to him and trailed my lips to his chest. I kiss his small nipples, using my teeth as he had done to me. I went to my knees and unbuckled his pants. I unfastened them and pulled them from his legs. My hands hardly had his pants off and I was reaching with the other one to pull his undershorts down his legs. All thought of Emily had fled from my brain as my wanting my father’s cock took over my brain. He sprung free of his underwear and stood in front of my eyes. I started to move towards it to grasp it in my lips and I felt him move me upwards. He shook his head and sat me on his lap. I sat down on him and I he placed his manhood between my legs, the side of his shaft laying against the lips of my vagina. I felt my father’s hand touch my breast and he was kissing me so gently. I cupped my breast for him as I did last week and he took my nipple between his lips. I felt like a Madonna, portrayed by so many artists in the past. He nursed on my small breast and I just closed my eyes, relishing his suckling. I looked to Prudence to ensure she was alright. She was on her knees with Mathew’s penis in her mouth. Mathew was holding her head to him as his hips slipped it in and out of her mouth. My oldest brother Thomas fondled her