Seen and Not Heard

My name's Pony, Pony Annasophia, my mother like many women at the time fell victim to a trend of naming their boys with very silly 'cute' names. None the less, compared to some of the guys I went to school with, Pony isn't all that bad.

I have two sisters. Marry the eldest at 25, graduated top of her class of MBA and is presently under my mother's wing learning the inner workings of the family business as she's most likely to be the one to take over. My younger sister Elizabeth is only 18, but she's a prodigy and all ready has a PhD, she opted out of a career in medical research for a well known laboratory in order to start her own pharmaceutical company as a subdivision for the family business with some of her colleagues. She recently appeared in an article in Elle Financial magazine about young successful people.

It's interesting to note that they are both half-sisters to me. Mother had us all with three different men, none of us have much (if any) contact with any of our fathers. However, I do recall this one time when we were coming back from Elizabeth's graduation ceremony, her father was waiting for us at the gate, but Elizabeth simply pulled down the window of the car a little and said, “My time is too precious to waste on you, but here's my card for a new company I'm starting, call them, it's very likely we'll need human test subjects in the near future or janitors.” I guess mom raised them both exactly to her standards, the thing is practically all of the women around me are apart of the same culture of female elitists who feel men should be seen, not heard. I'm used to it all by now, I've just been around them so much thats it's natural to me.

For myself, at 22, I didn't attend college, but considering that on average men only make up 9% of the student body in higher education, it's not all that surprising, good luck finding any male professors left. I tried various jobs but eventually my mother intervened and 'convinced' me to attend a career course because she was tired of having me sit around the house doing nothing. So I went into a program that trained me how to be a personnel assistant, I just figured that had to be the easiest job ever, she also helped me find a job afterwards. She got me in contact with one of her good friend since college. Antoinette, she needed a PA for her daughter Hillary, who's an up and coming musical sensation. She apparently needs someone to manage her life and do the chores that she just doesn't have the time for. Essentially, my boss is a teenage pop princess. It's not so bad really, long story short I now go out with Antoinette, well rather we sleep together, surprisingly I'm not preoccupied by the fact that she's 49. When I first told my mother that I was dating her, she wasn't all that thrilled. I think more so because Antoinette was a rather close friend of hers, but considering she herself is presently seeing a guy that's only 18, she got over it.

This is where we are now, I now stay at her place. For one it makes my job a lot easier since I live in the same roof as my boss, but it's also a lovely place by the beach. I've always been an early bird, Antoinette's still sleeping. I can just stand here and watch her sleep forever, her beauty is resilient to time, her dark hair, her green eyes, but most of all it's her husky voice which gives her a very commanding presence, and I'd do anything for her.

I just grabbed the white T that was on the floor and put it on, only to realize how she ripped off my underwear last night... Well in any event, I better go make breakfast, it's somewhat of a routine of mine now. It's a little odd cooking with a slight morning wood, but I have to admit, I like the feeling.

“I can see your pecker, Pony.”

Shit! It's Hillary, “I didn't think you'd be awake for at least another hour,” that's all that I can mutter out in my current state, but it's strange that I don't even try to cover myself up, instead I'm still watching over the omelets.

“Pony, mother might be fucking you, but you still work for me...”

“I'm sorry Miss Hillary, I'll go put on something quickly.”

“No, don't bother, I want my breakfast first. Anyway, I couldn't sleep, today's a big day, and we need to go over some things. I'm performing for a lot of important people tonight, I didn't realize your mother knew so many people nor that'd she'd invite them all for your sister's promotion party as the new boss of the company.”

“Ya, well that's how she is.”

Just as I finish, a firm smack on my right ass cheek surprises me. “Mr. Annasophia, are you trying to seduce my daughter!? You know this state allows castration for that, we wouldn't want that now do we? It would take me a whole week to find a replacement bed pillow, sides your mother would have my tits cut off...”

“No! No, Antoinette it wasn't anything like...”

“Calm down Pony, I was just teasing you...” They both went into a laughter. I just brush it off and go about my business, as I do Antoinette gets behind me and puts her arms around me. “Smells good, when can we eat?” “It's ready, grab a seat, I'll join you guys, let me just go put on something...”

“Nonsense, I rather fancy you walking around like this...” She tapped two times the head of my dick slightly with her finger as she said that. I don't know what to say really, “But..”

“Oh, Hilary!? Baby, are you scared off by his manly manhood?” She says in a playful way.

“Are you kidding mother, you do know I go on tour a lot. Pony of all people should know what happens in back stage, I only sign my name for boys at one place, ha ha ha...”

We sat on the couch to eat with the TV on. I'm not all that comfortable sitting in between them, but they feel completely at ease. Antoinette is even caressing my thigh as she sips her orange juice. I should relax a little, everyone else is, at the moment my only concern is not to get a hard on...

Well that's just my luck, Teddy just has to walk in all of this. Teddy is Antoinette's husband. It's an unspoken reality that in these social circles, all of the women have multiple lovers on the side, but the husbands do their best to ignore this fact. However, this is the first time I've ever encountered anything like our arrangement. He's a quiet man, and for what ever reason he doesn't have any problems with me being with his wife, nor living in the same house, and sleep in the same bed. He sleeps in another room, and for the most part keeps to himself. We never talk, but every time I see him I always wonder if one day I'll be replaced by a younger stud too, I mean my own mother tossed aside the men she had children with and now dates a 18 yo... Still, today it's much different, I'm not just fucking his wife at night in her room, but I'm sitting fully exposed on the sofa in between his wife and daughter.

“Morning daddy! Guess what I caught Pony here doing this morning.”

“Morning Hilary, and I can only guess.”

That was it, nothing more, no reaction he just sat on the other couch and also stared at the TV with a glass of milk. “Doesn't he have a marvelous cock dear?” Wow, I can't believe Antoinette just said that, I just give her a quick look of my discomfort about the situation. “What is it Pony? Everyone loves a big cock!” At least things can't get any more humiliating, this is one happy family I'm apart of.

Hilary speaks up, “So ya, about my performance tonight, I've made some drastic changes. I need an edgier look. So instead of the usual dancers, I've hired a whole new stock. They're all male strippers I found, and for tonight they'll be all shaved and painted in gold. I'll make my entrance being carried by them, after which I'll do the whole act always standing on top of one guy at all times. They'll move about so that I can walk on them!! Don't you think that'll be just the coolest thing!?”

“What ever you want Ms. Hilary.” I replied.

“That's not all, because these are high ranking people that'll be at the event, I have a little something extra. Basically, the strippers will come in with only loincloths on them, but throughout the song I'll rip off each of their loincloth at a time, leaving them fully nude!! Mother thinks that would really please the crowd. This is where I need you Pony...”

“No, not tonight dear, Pony is all mine for tonight, by my side, besides it's his sister we're talking about, he can't be working tonight.” Antoinette said to her.

“What!? Then who the hell am I going to get at this last minute!?”

“Daddy will do it.”

“Oh! Ya, daddy you'll fill in for Pony tonight, you can take a brake from your work I'm sure.”

“Yes, dear.” Thats all he said, but I'm just glad I don't have to work tonight really.

“Well daddy, it's really simple, after my performance the strippers are to mingle around the room as my treat to the guests, and all you have to do is ensure that they only do what I'm paying them to do. This means you have to make sure that they don't eat anything, drink anything, or 'take' anything because I haven't paid for any of their expenses. More importantly, they'll be on the pill but just in case anything goes wrong, just make sure their 'merchandises' stays hard and always available for the clients. If you have to stroke them, do it, anything to keep it hard. You can manage that can't you?”

“Yes, dear.” At this point I just don't know what to think of it all, I mean I've seen Elizabeth act cruel to her father as well, but Hilary just takes this to a whole new level.

“Good, if you do an excellent job, we might even let you sleep on the floor inside for a week.”

I just have to intervene now, “Inside? Doesn't he all ready sleep in the guest room...”

“No my sweet, the guest room is for quests only.” Antoinette interrupted, but that leaves me really confused about the whole situation, “I'm at lost...”

“Pony, why would we have a dog house outside if we don't own a dog?” Hilary said staring right at me, I'm just blown away by this revelation, NO WAY!

“Oh don't worry Pony, It's nothing you've caused, I've had this arrangement with my husband for a long time now. Teddy here just loves being our little bitch. Why do you think a well-off woman such as my self not employ any domestic servants? We have him to do everything for us, he just laid low a little while you were around, but considering you're sitting here with your cock out, I guess everything is out in the open today. Which can only mean one thing, Teddy vacation's over back to usual dear.”

Teddy gets up from the couch and starts to undress and folding each piece of clothing perfectly on the couch. With each piece, I can't help but notice how badly bruised his entire body is, covered with marks, the type you'd expect from repeated severe whippings. He's now to his last piece of clothing, a thong like loincloth, exposing his bare red meat like ass skin, so much beating it has received over the years I assume, but his dick is perfectly locked away in some latex cocoon.

“In my defense, most of that was done by Hilary, I'm perfectly fine with his mediocre job, but she's a perfectionist.” Said Antoinette, which doesn't really do much to put me at ease, now I'm really scared of working for Hilary, I know she's demanding but my god! Teddy left us to his daily routine.

The TODAY show interrupted it's normal normal programming to go live to the supreme court for a major deliberation on the new election regulation case. The supreme court which recently for the first time ever was entirely made up women members and didn't have that one male justice for politically correctness reason. The supreme court just ruled that from now on because of numerous studies demonstrating the difference in the way women and men mature, that women can now vote as of the age of 14 while men's right to vote will be pushed back to 26. Doesn't bother me, I never voted in my life anyway, but Hilary was overly exited. So much so that in her excitement she accidentally hit my bare balls with her fist when yelling a “Hell YA!!!” The pain was unbearable I fell immediately on the ground, crouching, Elizabeth went into a laughter, and Hilary just said “Aww sorry, poor Pony, my bad HA HA!”

While I was on the floor in pain, Hilary took over all the space on the couch, and Elizabeth in turn leisurely put her legs over me. When the pain finally went away a little, there wasn't anymore space for me on the couch, so I just sat on the ground. Elizabeth moved both her legs on my right shoulders, and said, “Pony, be a dear and massage my feet.” So there I was, massaging Elizabeth's feet, while Hilary for what ever reason started petting my head, needless to say I couldn't resist and had a solid erection, everyone probably noticed but they went about as it was perfectly normal.

(To be continued)