IN THIS CHAPTER: Cassy and Louise recount Lilly's night of being lashed to the table in Lake Tahoe. Following their concubine's night of being offered as a party favor, Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt determine it's time to introduce a new toy. Lilly is subjected to nipple clamps. The Swedish Santa Lucia holiday celebration introduces Lilly to another level of unknowing subjugation and takes her closer to complete emotional and sexual surrender to the Vatspalt family. Lilly is pampered and prepared by the women of her second family for a traditional Swedish Christmas celebration. Lilly learns the dress she is provided celebrates her virginity. Much to Lilly's enjoyment, Momma uses a new toy to impale her with. Lilly is surprised by Dr. Malstrom's attendance at the celebration. As they dine, the Vatspalt family begin to share with Lilly the history of the Santa Lucia holiday.
The Swedish words for pussy (snippa, slidan, fita), cock (kuk) and asshole (stanga) are used intentionally. The words korka (cork) and igen (completely) are also used. They are not misspellings.
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Lilly waved goodbye to her parents and pushed the doorbell. She knew tonight was a special occasion, but Cassy had told her not to dress in anything formal as the Vatspalts would be providing her Santa Lucia clothing for the evening. "No showering or shaving today. We will take care of that when you get to my house," Cassy had said on the phone earlier.
"Okay, no problem."
"Dinner starts early, around six o'clock. We want to leave plenty of time for the celebration that takes place after."
"Got it."
"Also, no makeup."
"Okay." So she pulled on a pair of frumpy beige panties and a padded, full-coverage bra, just in case her parents made her strip again. The heavy sweatpants and long Red Devils sweatshirt were about as unflattering as anything else in her closet. She hated wearing all the bulky clothing and couldn't wait to be naked in the warmth of the Vatspalt home, around her second - favorite - family.
Cassy met her at the door and Lilly was surprised to see her friend wearing very different makeup than she normally wore. Her lips were a luxuriant deep red and she wore a noticeable blotch of red blush on her cheeks. A similar red hue donned her eyelids and flared dramatically upward. She wore fake eyelashes that were blackened with mascara. Her blond hair was pulled into a sophisticated up-doo with ringlets that fell around her face. She looked much older than usual. Lilly smiled and said, "Cassy, you look so different!." Cassy curtsied, hugged her then kissed her on the cheek. Looking over her friend from head to toe, Lilly whispered, "Wow!"
Cassy wore a very short red dress that flared sharply at the waist. The form-fitting top was low-cut and very sheer. The top halves of her modest breasts overflowed against the binding hemline. It sparkled with red glitter sewn into the fabric that swirled around her areolas but left her protruding nipples visible through the material. The skirt was gathered and short enough to reveal the tops of the red thigh-highs, garters and garter belt she wore to hold them up. Red, perilously high heels, adorned her feet. The sheer garment swung like a bell around Cassy's waist when she moved, frequently revealing her flushed petals and bare bottom, which Lilly playfully pinched as they walked into the family room.
Eyeing her beloved cuffs and the butt plug, Lilly asked if she should undress and prepare herself. The cuffs brought comfort and the tulip-shaped butt plug pleasure. "Just leave them there," Cassy said. "We may bind you later, but let's get through dinner first."
"Okay." It was a little dissapointing being denied her toys and she sighed as she set her overnight bag just inside the front door. It contained only a toothbrush, another frumpy outfit to wear home tomorrow, a clean pair of underpants and a bra. It was also disconcerting to remain clothed. It made her uneasy and uncomfortable; she felt ugly being like this inside the Vatspalt home. Her natural state whenever she was inside their house or their backyard was to be nude.
Over the last month, she found herself more frequently bound to a brace Daddy had custom built just for her. It stood as a four-limbed hulk in the shadows of the living room. She eyed it longingly it as they walked past it and forlorn sight escaped her lips.
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At first, her second family's unorthodox methods were uncomfortable. But now she craved the helplessness and discomfort of being lashed to it. She had finally come to the understanding that the tutelage she received carried with it a sense of security, belonging and love. Her brain didn't actually "click" when this happened, but the awareness arrived definitively the night she was introduced to her new restraining device.
The building of it came as a consequence of the evening she spent tied naked and spread-eagle to the table at the party in Lake Tahoe. Cassy and Louise had told Momma and Daddy all about it with pride in their voices when they walked in the door the Sunday afternoon they returned from the mountains. As they undressed and tossed their clothes in a heap on the floor, their parents listened with rapt attention. Once nude, Lilly took a few extra moments affixing the cuffs to her wrists and ankles.
Each of her sisters took turns telling the story, going into how one of the mountain guys suggested a drinking game and how it led to Lilly removing her clothing in front of everyone.
"Momma, it was so embarrassing," Lilly said. "They made me show everyone my anal plug."
"Well, you didn't have a choice," Cassy said. There was a trace of defensiveness in her voice.
Lilly didn't say anything for a moment and Louise asked, "Did you?"
"Honey," Daddy, said softly, "They are right. Even though it may be difficult to admit, it wasn't your choice to make, was it?
Crossing her arms beneath her breasts (she'd been taught never to cover them), Lilly put on a pouty face and stamped her foot. "No." Around her second family, she found they preferred she behave like somone far younger than her 19 years. And what the Vatspalts preferred, so did she. Her desire to please them had become a singular focus and she derived pleause from their happiness.
"Admit it, Lilly, you liked being the center of attention," said Cassy.
Lilly said nothing. And then, slowly, she nodded. "It made me feel beautiful." Although riddled with anxiety as she was forced to undress, she had relished exhibiting her naked body to the partygoers. Her glistening pussy had all but telegraphed her arousal as she stood in front of the group of strangers.
Daddy beamed. "That's so wonderful to hear, honey."
"I tied her to the table and told everyone they could take a turn," said Cassy.
"How lovely," Momma said. She caressed Lilly's face, a proud look in her eyes.
As they talked, Lilly eyed Daddy's cock. Her hunger had returned. "Can I, Daddy?" She asked with doe eyes and batting eyelashes. "I'm starving." Daddy smiled and nodded and Lilly quickly put her hands behind her back so Momma could cuff her wrists. Going down on her knees, she sucked hard on the plumb-colored head, flicking her tongue around it, before swallowing it entirely. It was comforting and she felt at ease after a strenuous night in the mountains.
Bobbing her head, she kept her eyes on Daddy's as she took him entirely into her mouth. He smiled down at her, his love for her evident in his bright blue eyes. As she worked, the conversation continued.
"And then these two guys took turns pushing their fingers inside..." Cassy said excitedly.
But Louise talked over her: "I told all the guys they could only use two fingers at a time..."
Cassy, who was bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet as she spoke: "But then they got creative and found a loophole in the rules. Louise never said only one person could go at a time..."
Louise: "It was probably for the best; Lilly needed the experience. But I wouldn't be surprised if her pussy was sore. Everyone worked it over...thoroughly."
Momma set a frown on her face. "The correct words, please, Louise."
Louise waved her hand dismissively at her mother. "Whatever, you know what I mean."
As Lilly licked and suckled Daddy's balls, she considered Louise's comment. Her older sister was correct: her special place had been a favorite among the partygoers and it still gaped from the attention it received. Her muscles were sore from straining against the bonds and she had napped through most of the ride home.
"She always had something inside her vagina," Cassy dripped the last word with sarcasm. "And they also used all the toys we took with us. A few times I saw more than one toy being used.
"Even the girls got involved," Louise said. She was absently pushing Lilly's face onto her father's dick. Lilly gurgled and stifled the gag reflex by breathing through her nose. "One of the girls, I think her name was Morgan, put a toy in each place at the same time. That got everyone pretty excited."
"Oh, oh, and you should have seen how all the guys made her suck them off," Cassy said. She sounded like an excited child on Christmas morning. Cassy looked down at her best friend. "They just kept pushing their dic...um...penises between her lips. She did a good job of swallowing it all."
"Not all of it," said Louise. "Remember the three guys that cam...um...ejaculated on her face."
"That's right! I forgot about that."
"That's wonderful," Momma said. She stroked Lilly's hair like a pet. "What a good girl you were." Lilly could only nod. Daddy was coming and she didn't want any of his sperm to go to waste.
"And even the girls took a turn on her mouth," Louise said.
"And do you want to know the best part," Cassy asked.
"Of course, honey." Momma said.
"Lilly was blindfolded the entire time. She never knew what would happen next."
Licking her lips, Lilly got to her feet and Momma said, "Not yet, Good Girl. You aren't finished."
"Yes, Momma." Lilly went back to her knees and nosed between the folds of Momma's hairless glen, which was sopping wet with arousal. It tasted delicious and Lilly ground her tongue on Momma's clit before taking long, leisurely strokes across the woman's sex; as if she were licking an ice cream cone.
"Even when Lilly fell asleep, people kept her...vagina...busy," Louise said.
Daddy rubbed his head as he thought. "There was no penile penetration, was there? No one ejaculated inside her, right?"
Both sisters shook their heads emphatically. "They understood the rules. A couple guys asked politely but when we threatened to take their toy away, they backed off."
Lilly paused from her meal just long enough to say, "I was begging for it and these two wouldn't let it happen. They made me cry. I was so frustrated." She spat a raspberry at her sisters.
Momma said, "Sush, honey, and finish your chore." And then she pushed Lilly's face back to the task at hand. Not long after, Momma started to make the familiar high-pitched hiccuping noises she always made as her moment approached.
Daddy, watching as their toy devoured his wife's femininity finally said, "I think it's time."
Momma nodded. "I agree. You'd better get started." And then her body shook and she leaned against the counter as her concubine brought on an orgasm.
Lilly spent the rest of the day blindfolded and lashed to the ottoman so that her second family could attend to her special place and bottom with all manner of purpose-built toys and some impromptu items as well. Because her pussy was aching, she occasionally protested.
The Vatspalts didn't seem to care because whenever this happened, Daddy gave her a few firm swats on her bottom; a reminder that being a Bad Girl wasn't a good thing. He even swatted her tits a few times, which brought tears to her eyes. Still, she knew his actions were born out of love.
She arrived at her real house late Sunday evening. Completely exhausted, she didn't put up a fight when her mother made her undress to ensure she was wearing a bra and panties. The one benefit to wearing them was that the bra hid her reddened nipples and the panties covered her rosy cheeks.
She went to her room, closed the door and removed her undergarments. Momma had directed that she sleep with her stretching bottle inserted and that's what Lilly did. Doing so made it difficult to fall asleep, but she was a Good Girl and knew it was important to follow the guidance of her second family.
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A week later, her new toy was introduced one evening following dinner. She had pranced over to the ottoman and sprawled across it, her limbs spread into the usual long X. Cassy said, "Not tonight. Daddy made something for you."
"Honey," Momma said, "let the kids finish the dishes while you bring in Lilly's present from the garage."
Daddy smiled broadly and absently stroked his rock-hard cock. "Gladly."
Lilly was left to stand naked in the family room, with nothing more than her cuffs and her butt plug (which was where it was supposed to be). Her mouth formed into an O as Daddy wrestled the large device through the door. As he rolled it into the family room, Erik moved the ottoman to a corner. The new toy was instantly recognizable. She had seen similar versions depicted in the picture on the wall in Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt's bedroom and another during the tour they took at the museum Daddy managed.
Tall and imposing, the brace was constructed of broad wood beams that were fashioned into a large X, with a fifth plank that extended vertically from the mid-section. It was obvious Lilly's limbs were meant to be strapped to the corners of the X, with the remaining beam left to support her torso and head. Lilly didn't understand why he'd cut a hole at the top of the vertical plank. Her special place stirred and she absently fiddled with her clit as she thought about the tutelage she was going to receive.
The wood had been covered in padded black leather. Around the hole at the top, the padding was thicker, creating what looked like a puffy black doughnut-shaped pillow. At the end of each beam were shiny fasteners. The entire thing was mounted to a thick metal tube that bisected the X at the junction of the beams. Attached to the tube, each of the four legs terminated in a robust caster, which allowed it to roll easily. "Go on, honey," Daddy said. "Stand with your back against it and spread your arms and legs."
Lilly giggled. "Yes, Daddy." Heart beating a mile a minute, she struggled to stand still as her siblings quickly affixed her cuffs to the beams. The padded leather was warm against her skin.
Momma stood watching and she finally smiled. "Lilly, you look amazing." And then a first happened. Momma took a picture of her tied to the brace. She looked at the screen then looked up. "Beautiful, Lilly. Simply stunning."
Lilly's tummy fluttered. "Thank you, Momma. I feel beautiful." Testing the bindings, she wiggled her arms and legs; the clasps clattered but held her firmly in place. Grinning, she said, "I can't get away!"
"It works perfectly," Daddy said with pride in his voice. He reached up and a surprised gasp escaped Lilly's lips as the entire brace spun backwards so that she now faced the ceiling. "I designed this one so it can be spun on its axis," he said. Lilly grunted as Daddy casually pushed his fingers inside her special place. "It can be locked in any position with this handle." The Vatspalts stood around Lilly and learned how to use the device. "She can be bound face up, like she is now, or face down. Her face fits in the hole so that she can accept nourishment from any man who is so inclined to feed her. The plank she rests on is just narrow enough so that her breasts will hang freely when in the face-down position. This will allow us to clamp her nipples and even hang a weight from the chain...if that's something we want to do."
Momma was impressed. "Liam, it's simply lovely. The quality is amazing." She kissed her husband lightly on his lips.
"I also added clips on the central bar. You can fasten her ankles there, which will bend her knees and place her in such a position as to make her vagina and her bottom accessible at the same time."
Lilly sighed when Daddy removed his fingers and stepped close to her face. The tip of his drooping cock brushed against her nose and cheeks and she giggled. He said, "There is a leather strap that can be fastened around her waist and there is a clip behind her neck that you can fasten her choker to. Those should be used if she's facing the ground. It will make it less taxing for her."
"Daddy, you thought of everything." This was Louise. She went up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.
Cassy threw her arms around him. "I love it, Daddy," she said. "Lilly, don't you just love it?"
Lilly struggled to hold back tears. The gifts her second family lavished on her were always appreciated, but this seemed so extravagant. "I think it's perfect," she said. "I love it...so much!"
"Your father brought up a good point about clamping your nipples." Looking at her family, Momma said, "I think it's time we began focusing some attention on Lilly's breasts." Lilly saw the woman was holding a pair of chrome plated nipple clamps. The tips were covered in black silicone and the clamps were fastened to a thin chain. Lilly had seen the same toy many times before in the picture over her 'parent's' bed.
She asked, "Will they hurt?"
"Yes, honey, that's the point," Daddy said. "But you will get used to them, I promise."
Momma was gently plucking Lilly's nipples, making them stand at attention. Pinching Lilly's areola, she deftly attached the clamp to the hardened bud. Lilly winced. "Momma, that stings." The pressure was intense and her nipple turned red. When the other was fastened, the chain was cold against her flesh. While the brace was comfortable, the clamps were not. And then Momma tugged the chain and Lilly whimpered.
Since that evening, she was no-longer lashed to the ottoman. Instead she was displayed on her brace. Because the device had been so thoughtfully constructed, Lilly often found herself in unique and exciting positions. One of her favorites was to be fastened face down, with the device parallel to the floor. In this manner, Daddy or Erik would push their kuks through the hole where her face rested, while Momma and her sisters attended to her bottom and special place. Sometimes they fed from her, while other ocassions called for the use of dildos and vibrators.
So it was with some sadness when Lilly saw her toy had been unceremoniously placed in the darkened living room as she followed Cassy through the hallway to greet the rest of her second family.
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Daddy and Uncle Lars wore expensive looking Navy blue tuxedos and even Erik was dressed in a slim-fitting dark blue suit. All three wore bright red silk ties and pocket squares. Lilly thought they were handsome and she wasn't shy about telling them.
Momma and Louise wore sheer red dresses that contoured to their slender bodies. Momma's was very formal and was ankle length with a deep neckline that tapered to a point at her hairless mons. A similar V ran from the floor upward until meeting the other directly over the pleat of her smoothly shaved sex, deftly providing glimpses of it as she moved. The plunging hem of the neckline ran across her puffed nipples, teasing what lay beneath the garment. A red garter and red thigh highs were visible beneath the sheer dress. Red heels adorned her waifish feet. Her razor straight blonde hair was pulled back tightly into a ponytail that hung below her shoulders. Her makeup was a carbon copy of Cassy's.
Louise's dress was more like a tight wrap. It was strapless and hung off her narrow shoulders. The sheer material gathered into folds across her chest just above and below her outsized nipples, which pressed prettily against the fabric. Similar to her mother and younger sister, her hairless special place wandered in and out of view as she moved. The dress was short, falling just an inch or so down her legs, revealing sheer red thigh-high stockings and a red garter belt that were identical to the other two women. Again, red heels adorned her small feet. Her bottom was exposed when she bent. Louise's hair was also done in a fashion that made her look more mature with a thick French braid that wrapped tightly around her head, blunt pageboy bangs framed her blue eyes and her makeup matched the others.
While Lilly complimented Momma and her sisters, their attire was so starkly different from what they normally wore - which was absolutely nothing when inside their house - she found their appearance to be a little off-putting. A word popped into her head: Whores. She suddenly felt terrible and pushed the thought aside. There was clearly ceremony and circumstance to this evening and she had no idea what the celebration was about. Over the last year, her second family had taught her many things, one of them being to keep an open mind.
Daddy handed her a crystal glass filled with schnapps and they all enjoyed a toast. Lilly greeted them with warm hugs and thanked Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt for allowing her to spend the night at their home during this special evening. Then she spent a few minutes catching up with Uncle Lars before Momma took her by the hand and asked the men to watch over dinner while the girls got Lilly ready. Louise and Casssy trailed them upstairs and they adjourned to Momma's bedroom. Momma closed the door and Lilly had never seen this before. She was getting excited. She wondered if the Vatspalt women were going to make her their plaything.
Her special place stirred.
"The girls will bathe you. When you're finished, come back out here."
Cassy and Louise helped her out of her clothes and when Lilly offered to help them undress, she was rebuffed. "This is your night," Momma said.
Once they were all nude, Lilly's sisters led her to the enormous bathroom. It was almost a copy of the bathroom Lilly shared with the Vatspalt children, although this room also contained a large sunken tub, which was already filled. The girls held her hands as she stepped into the warm water. "Don't sit down," Cassy said. Lilly remained standing as Cassy grabbed the handheld wand and adjusted the temperature. As she washed Lilly's hair, Louise went to her knees, applying luxurious shave gel to Lilly's pussy.
The older girl took her time, using smooth strokes over Lilly's mons before nudging Lilly's feet apart. As she tended to Lilly's special place, she said, "Santa Lucia Virgins don't have pubic hair." Lilly hadn't allowed a single mahogany hair to grow on her pussy in almost a year and wasn't grasping what her older sister meant.
"Okay," she said.
Cassy gently washed her body, using first a Luffa brush to scrub her skin and then a soft washcloth with soap that smelled lightly of peppermint. Her friend scrubbed then washed her pussy before wiggling her fingers between the cheeks of Lilly's bottom. Grinning, Lilly bent slightly to accommodate the intrusion as Cassy pressed the cloth inside the puckered pink entrance. As always, being touched there felt good and she sighed. As Louise shaved her legs, Cassy gently pressed the wand to Lilly's special place, flushing her womb with warm water. Her butthole was next, cleansing her tightness of the soap. Cassy said, "Relax," and when Lilly obeyed, her friend pushed the wand into her entrance. "Don't pinch your asshole closed," Cassy said. "Let the water flow out."
"Umm...okay." It was a new experience and it left her feeling refreshed. She briefly wondered if the warm fount of a man's cock releasing inside her butthole would feel the same.
She didn't have to do anything aside from raise an arm or twist a leg. Cassy and Louise then used fluffy towels to pat her body dry and even dried her hair. Forty minutes later they stepped back into the bedroom. Being pampered was something that didn't happen much and Lilly found all the attention enjoyable.
On the bed lay her evening gown. It was sheer white and shown iridescent in the light. It was simply cut with thin straps and a deeply plunging neckline. Hundreds of small diamond rhinestones were interwoven into the transparent material. They glittered in the light.
Cassy and Louise started by powdering her entire body, which evened and lightened her skin tone. As they worked, Momma said, "Santa Lucia is named after Saint Lucia, or Lucy, if you prefer the modern vernacular. The clothing girls wear during the celebration has purpose and the holiday itself is a joyous occasion."
"So it's different from Christmas?" Lilly asked. She was running her hands over the dress.
"Very," said Cassy, who along with Louise, was putting her clothes back on.
"Santa Lucia is a celebration of the virgin, Saint Lucy," Momma continued. "Over the 12-day holiday, it's customary that only virgin girls - girl's who have never experienced the joy of a man ejaculating inside her womb - are permitted to wear white. Lilly," Momma smiled, "It's a celebration of you!"
Lilly's eyes went big. "Really?"
She nodded along with her daughters. "Sexually active girls wear shades of red, which is symbolic of her hymen being torn by a man's penis." She chuckled. "It's rather archaic now, since we know the tearing of the hymen has nothing to do with a girl's true virginity. But in the 1500s, when it's believed the Santa Lucia holiday began, the practice of identifying girls in this manner was fostered by religion so it obviously was taken seriously by the people of that time. Today, it's still an important part of the holiday's tradition, but refers to girls who haven't had sex by penile penetration." She patted the bed. "Sit here. Cassy is going to do your hair while Louise applies your makeup. I'll be right back."
Momma stepped into her vast closet and the Vatspalt sisters continued their work. Lilly enjoyed their pampering and could watch them in the large mirror hung over the dresser.
Cassy opened her legs and scooted behind Lilly on the bed, her warm, damp fitta pressed to Lilly's back as she slowly brushed. She pulled Lilly's hair into the two low-hanging pigtails the Vatspalt family adored and bound them with iridescent ribbons that she tied in simple bows; the tails falling and weaving into her hair, creating bright streaks.
Louise grabbed a makeup bag from the dresser and scooted a chair against Lilly's knees. She dug into the kit and said, "Spread your legs." Lilly obeyd and Louise nudged in closer, dropping the makeup bag on the bed between their thighs.
Louise lightened her skin tone with a cream-colored foundation. She next applied a shimmering pink blush over Lilly's upturned nipples and areolas. The same was gently dabbed over the swale of her mons and, finally, her cheeks. Next came light pink eyeshadow followed by brown eyeliner, which made Lilly's green eyes glow and made them appear larger. A soft pink lipstick followed by a gloss completed the look and when Lilly looked in the mirror, she saw a pixie. The 19-year-old face she knew had been transformed into something younger and prettier. Her full lips were still there, as were the high cheekbones and her small, slightly upturned nose. But the light dusting of freckles across her nose and cheeks had been reduced and the blush introduced a virtuous innocence she'd never seen in herself.
"You look stunning," said Momma.
Lilly turned to see the woman standing in the closet door. In one hand she held a pair of white fluffy slippers. In the other was a sex toy Lilly had never seen before.
The double-headed dildo was also white and resembled a misshapen U. Each phallus was heavily veined; one about an inch or two shorter than the other, with the shorter being noticeably thicker. Jutting out about three inches from the base of that appendage was a narrow curved piece. The tip was flattened into a tiny pancake, which was covered in little bumps. A small, pink O formed on Lilly's lips. She had a pretty good idea where the puzzle pieces fit and she grinned.
Momma said, "Sweetheart, bend over the side of my bed, please." Cassy and Louise guided Lilly to stand and turn around.
Lilly placed her hands on the bed and Louise said, "All the way over, so your face is on the mattress."
Cassy said, "Remember, Lilly, like we always do when I push Erik's toy submarine in."
Lilly nodded and said, "Okay." She and Cassy had been playing with each other for weeks with Mr. Ruffles and the bath toy. She lay forward, turning to face Momma. The bed linens smelled of her 'parents' and were soft against her cheek. This is where she'd watch Momma and Daddy fuck each other more times than she could count, and yet it was the first time she's been allowed to touch the bed. She inhaled deeply and relished the quivering of her special place.
"This device is called a Korka and it's an important part of the holiday," Momma said. "Girls, we will need some of Lilly's vaginal essence, especially for her anus. Tradition doesn't allow for any artificial lubricant." Lilly stifled a laugh. She still found it funny that Momma was so concerned about using the proper terminology for everything. The word 'pussy' had never been uttered by the older woman as far as Lilly could recall.
"Yes, Momma," the sisters said.
Fingers danced over Lilly's special place, then burrowed deeper to her clit, which was vigorously massaged. In the span of a few minutes, Lilly was mewing contentedly and pushing her fitta onto stiffened, clumped fingers. Momma said, "Cassy, you too. We need her opened in order to fit it properly."
Lilly hiccuped when her special place was suddenly tight around the rim as Cassy worked her fingers around her sister's. She incorrectly assumed Cassy was already involved and groaned with pleasure as the sisters began to dig inside her estuary, excavating her slick juices and then rubbing them around the tightness of her stanga.
"Just relax, Lilly," said Louise.
"Yes, just like we've been practicing," Cassy whispered.
Lilly, a smile on her lips, nodded and she obeyed and a slick finger pushed deeply into her bottom. It withdrew and another one that had been circling replaced it. Inside, the finger swirled and bobbed and Lilly purred and pushed her bottom further upward. Fingers in her special place scooped and rubbed her essence on her butt cheeks as other fingers twirled and drove downward into the tightness. "God," she said. "That feels wonderful."
"Good sweetheart," said Momma. She traced a finger around the appliance in her hand as she took a seat next to Lilly. "Do you understand why they look a little different?
Lilly grunted at a particularly deep intrusion and asked, "How come?"
"Their design allows them to stay in place as you move." Mama made her fingers into an O and ran them down the longer dildo with the smaller circumference. "Your anus pinches more tightly closed than your vagina, honey, so this one isn't as thick at the base. It's longer to provide deeper penetration inside your rectum."
Wrapping her fingers around the shorter, thicker dildo, Momma continued, "Your vagina is much more pliable and since you've been so diligently training with the bottle, and Cassy's toy unicorn, it's no-doubt been stretched a bit, which is a good thing." Momma paused for thought. "And why is that a good thing, Lilly?"
She knew the answer by heart. It had been repeated many times since meeting the Vatspalts. "My special place is meant to be stretched and filled."
"That's our Good Girl," said Momma. "It also gets wet when aroused, as you know." She smiled and Lilly did as well. Her pussy had been well trained and now drooled nearly continuously when she spent time with her second family. "The extra thickness ensures it won't dislodge when you walk." She stood and patted Lilly's upturned bottom. "Do you remember the breathing technique Dr. Malstrom gave you?"
Nodding, Lilly felt the tips of the appliance against her entrances. "Yes." Momma pressed a little and wiggled them forward. Cassy and Louise stood on either side of their mother, staring intently. Lilly could see them all in profile from the closet door mirror. She couldn't see what Momma was doing but she could feel the plugs burrowing deeper and Lilly stiffened her leg muscles to keep from being pushed forward.
"Now exhale," said Momma and Lilly did and she relaxed her bottom and her special place and both appliances slid in simultaneously, her stanga less accommodating than her fitta, and she grunted at the pressure. She felt the bottom portion of the U seat securely onto the area between both entrances.
The sisters said in unison, "It's in!"
"You did great, honey," said Momma. "Now stand up and turn around."
The appliances moved and shifted inside her body and Lilly felt them rubbing against the thin membrane separating her pussy from her asshole. "Oh my goodness!" She giggled and the girls joined her. Momma smiled proudly then went to her knees and dug her fingers gently between the folds of Lilly's pleat to adjust the device.
"This little bumpy part needs to fit over your clitoris," Momma said. Lilly's hips jolted when the rubber nubs pressed against her button. "They generate friction against it when you move, which I think you'll enjoy."
Momma stood and stepped out of the way. Lilly looked at herself in the mirror and you'd never know the appliance was in place. The base was small enough that it was perfectly hidden within the folds of her special place; even the little bud that danced against her clit wasn't visible. She turned to look at her bottom and the dildos shifted and the nubs rubbed and her breath caught. It was invisible from the back as well. She slid her hand over her mons. "It's odd. You can't see it, but I can really feel it."
"Then it's perfect," said Momma. Louise held the dress up high and draped the garment over Lilly's shoulders.
Nothing was left to the imagination and Lilly was fine with that. She thought it was the most beautiful dress she'd ever worn. It fit like a shimmering skin over her breasts and the back plunged deeply enough to expose the dimples at the top of her ass. The front scooped down low on her chest so that the rhinestones ran across the tops of her areolas. Her strawberry nipples were clearly visible beneath the gauzy material.
At the waist, the garment gathered, but the skirt was loose and fell only an inch below her sex. Like the neckline, the hem of the skirt was ringed in rhinestones and when she twirled, the skirt lifted. The rhinestones sparkled like a million stars across her special place and bottom, both of which were also visible under the dress.
"It looks stunning on you, Lilly," said Momma. "Uncle Lars brought it from Sweden."
"Oh my god," Lilly smiled as she stepped into the soft slippers. "It's absolutely beautiful."
"It's impossible to find Santa Lucia gowns in America," Cassy noted.
Momma handed her daughters the white silk thigh highs, garters and garter belt. "Help Lilly with these," she said before stepping back into the closet.
Emerging a minute later, she held three small, flowered wreaths. Two were adorned with small red roses and one was surrounded in white Baby's Breath. "Only unmarried girls may wear the Santa Lucia wreaths upon their heads." Momma handed Lilly the wreath with the white flowers. "For our virgin," she said. Lilly fitted it over her head and they all looked at themselves in the mirror for a moment. Momma said, "You all look so beautiful. I remember wearing these wreaths. It's such a special time for young women." She sighed as if something sad had suddenly occured to her. "Let's eat. I'm starving."
Lilly had to take the stairs slowly. The dildos shifted constantly and seemed to get larger as she moved. Lilly asked how that could be and Momma said, "They aren't. Your body is responding naturally to the stimulation by circulating more blood within your vagina and anus, which increases the sensation. Your clitoris is also engorging, similar to its reaction to Dr. Malstrom's stimulator. This will increase its pressure on the device, which will make the experience more pleasant and intense."
"Oh."
Lilly discovered the clit stimulator was well designed. Halfway down the stairs her knees wobbled so much she stopped and grabbed the railing. "Wow!" The sensation was intensely enjoyable, but also slightly debilitating. The ripples were constant and built quickly with every step. Only by slowing down and slightly shifting the way she walked was she able to reduce the friction and stem the tide waters.
When they returned to the family room, Lilly noticed the lights had been turned off. Instead, the dining and family rooms were illuminated with dozens of candles. They cast a warm glow everywhere and made the large space feel cozy. A fire was going and the room was comfortably warm. The ottoman, whch had been relegated to the corner since the introduction of her brace, had been returned to the center of the room.
Daddy and Uncle Lars were setting the last two dishes on the table. Erik was seated in one of the wingback chairs and Lilly was surprised to see him talking with Doctor Malstrom, who sat on the couch. Like the other men, he was dressed immaculately in a navy blue silk suit cut to accentuate his lean, athletic form. A burgundy tie paired with a matching pocket square completed the look. He stood when the girls entered and Lilly was momentarily self-conscious about being so exposed. She stepped behind Louise, who took her hand, turned and whispered, "It's okay, honey."
Dr. Malstrom had his hand out and Lilly realized she was being silly. Of every male in the room, he was the only one who had been inside her special place. He had probed her deeply with his fingers and medical devices. He was more familiar with her body than anyone and he was her gynecologist. She stepped around Louise and took his hand. It was dry and smooth and she'd forgotten how warm his smile was. "It's wonderful to see you again, Lilly. Happy Santa Lucia."
"Thank you Doctor Malstrom. It's nice to see you as well." She glanced at his crotch and felt her cheeks flush. Recalling him pressing his mammoth cock to her lips during her visit, Lilly dug deep to maintain her composure. Even covered in the dark slacks he wore now, she could easily make out the curves and bulges of his manhood. That brought to mind the other three impressive cocks of Uncle Lars, Daddy and Erik.
Her special place stirred.
Doctor Malstrom hugged Momma and the sisters and complimented them all on looking beautiful. Some of what he said was in Swedish and Lilly didn't understand it all but she caught her name a couple times and the words "korka igen."
Momma nodded. "Yes, Lars brought it from Sweden. It's impossible to get authentic Santa Lucia items here." She smiled at Lilly, who assumed they were talking about her dress and curtsied in response.
Doctor Malstrom looked Lilly over from head to foot before his eyes fell to her special place. "That's wonderful, Lilly," he said. He looked at Louise. "Your mother told me you enjoyed your weekend with your friends."
Louise smiled. "It was incredible."
"Good for you. I'm glad you had fun." He looked at Cassy. "And what about you, darling?"
Cassy shook her head. "The kids here are too immature. Maybe next year."
He nodded. "That's good, Cassy. Don't feel rushed. There isn't any need."
"That's true," said Momma.
Daddy nodded and said, "Dinner is served!" The room cheered. "As our guest, Lilly," he continued, "you may sit at the head of the table." This was a space typically reserved for him and she felt honored. Lilly walked as casually as possible to the table but knew she didn't look normal. There was a slight gate to her step as the dildos pushed and pressed and pulled within her body. The clit stimulator pressed her button at 15 different points and then 15 different more with each step or shift of her weight. Grunting as she sat down, all three protuberances pushed solidly upward, and then applied different amounts of pressure in different places whenever she reached for a dish or leaned across the table or drank from her glass. She was highly aroused and knew her special place was seeping hot moisture. But the device prevented its escape and seemed to channel some of her essence into her butthole, which only caused more delicious movement.
The table was beautifully set and anchored at one end by a large piece of artwork she'd not seen before. It was dark bronze with copper highlights and depicted four people - three older men and a young woman - having sex. The men resembled Greek gods. They were barrel chested and slim waisted and their muscled bodies were draped in cloth that still managed to reveal their physiques. The girl was nude and petite, dwarfed by the men around her. Her breasts were large and her frame slender, her ribs and musculature deftly depicted in the bronze as she arched her back in passion. Her eyes were wide and filled with abandon. One arm was outstretched, her muscles defined, slender fingers pointed; the other wrapped around the waist of one of the men, her fingers digging into his buttocks. The artist had captured a multitude of emotions on her beautiful face and to Lilly they all equaled serene contentment.
The scene was portrayed on a large tree stump. One of the men lay across it face-up and the girl sat atop his waist, her right leg barely long enough for her toes to touch the stump. She faced away from him and he rested on one muscled forearm; his free hand had hold of her left breast, her nipple pinched between two large fingers as the others dug into her ample flesh. His strong, angular face was partially obscured by her long, flowing hair. His member, unyielding and curving, wrapped with bulging veins and thick as Lilly's wrist, stabbed into her tiny bottom. The second man stood before her, his kuk - equally as large and as beautiful as the first man's - stretching the young girl's hairless fitta tautly (reminding Lilly how she looked during a few of her recent bottle sessions), one enormous hand dug into her right thigh as the other lifted her left leg; his hand wrapped around her diminutive ankle and held to his muscled shoulder. He gazed between her spread legs, a satisfied smile on his handsome face. The third man stood to the side of the stump, his abdominal muscles pinched, his broad back hunched with effort as he thrust his hips forward so as to push his massive kuk into her mouth. This was the man whose bottom she grasped. He held her chin delicately in one hand, his thumb trailing up her jawline; the other hand kneading her right breast with force. He looked at her upturned face with nothing but love and tenderness.
Lilly was taken by the movement and emotion the artist had captured in the statue. The flickering candles made it appear as if the subjects were undulating beneath the darkened metal, their lithe bodies turning quickly and slowly at the same time. Their kuks appeared to thrust into their young muse with the dancing light; their facial expressions changing between determination and ecstasy. She looked at Daddy, "Is this piece new?"
"No, but we only display it over the Santa Lucia holiday."
"It's stunning," she said.
Spread before the statue was an almost unending number of serving dishes filled with food. It was delicious and traditional with multiple fish platters, meatballs and lingonberries. They drank schnapps and sang songs in Swedish, which had everyone laughing at Lilly's attempt at the language. The men sang and then the women did, and then they joined together and it was widely agreed upon that they were all terrible vocalists. Much of the conversation centered on what Uncle Lars had been doing since leaving California.
At a lull in the conversation, Cassy asked, "Did you find Lilly's Santa Lucia dress at that store in Stockholm?"
He nodded. "The same place I found yours and your sister's."
Momma said, "Thank you so much for doing that. It's so hard to pick out such personal items online."
Lilly looked to Uncle Lars. "It's absolutely beautiful. I love it." She wanted to fuck him badly and tried her best at a sexy, sultry smile.
He held out his hand and she took it. "It was an honor and a real pleasure." He kissed the back of her hand and Lilly giggled.
"Were you able to pick up the korka there as well?" Doctor Malstrom asked.
"Yes."
Momma said, "You picked the perfect size. She's absolutely korka igen."
"Does korka igen mean beautiful?" Lilly asked. She wasn't fishing for a compliment; those days were long past. She was picking up more and more of the language daily and was looking to learn another phrase.
The men smiled and Momma said, "No sweetheart. It translates to completely stuffed. It refers to the device I inserted inside your vagina and anus."
"Technically," said Uncle Lars, "it means fully corked. It harkens back to the beginnings of the Santa Lucia holiday."
"Corked?" Lilly didn't understand.
"Honey," said Momma to her husband, "I think it's time to share with Lilly the history of Santa Lucia."
"I'd be honored. And if anyone else would like to add their thoughts, please don't hesitate to jump in." Everyone nodded and Daddy began the story.