Michael Obtains Consent Part Four: Spicing Things Up In Your Relationship

NOTE: These are bad things that you shouldn't do. Luckily they're literally impossible.

Michael engaged in some risky behaviors that evening. For example, as he drove towards his destination he gazed many many times in his rear view mirror at the girls in the middle row seats of the SUV, their clothes folded neatly on the floor, their naked bodies exposed to the cold winds of the AC. Safer to keep his eyes on the road but you can understand the temptations he felt.

Penny was blushing and glancing sidelong at her girlfriend, while (as Michael had commanded) she held her hands behind her head and her knees spread apart. Ria, in the same position, gazed steadfastly, darkly, straight at Michael via the mirror.

Michael broke this socially awkward moment by opening up conversation thusly: "It's interesting that you two seem to feel really differently about the situation I've put you in."

"Not interesting at all" said Ria, maintaining the gaze.

"I think it's because technically you're not in control of her," said Penny. As Ria shifted her Dark Gaze in her direction, Penny continued, stumbling a little. "I mean, she has to do what... I... say, so the potion makes her okay with that, but with you it's kind of... second order... so she'll do what you say if I tell her to do what you say but..."

"But I'm really pissed off about it."

"But she's really pissed off about it."

Michael tossed a bag onto the floor between their seats. "Both of you girls put on the stuff in that bag."

Ria didn't move while Penny picked up the bag and unzipped it. She pulled out a few items -- into the bag he had put necklaces, chokers, bracelets, anklets, and some makeup. "You came prepared," said Penny with some woe in her voice. "Want us to look pretty for the drive I guess?"

"We've got a stop to make and it's more for that, but also, yes."

Penny began selecting items and putting them on. Michael glanced over at the third wheel. "Ria?"

Penny looked over at her girlfriend as well, and echoed quietly, "Ria?"

Ria's Dark Gaze began to melt, "Penny please don't..."

"Ria, you need to do whatever my dad says from now on." Penny's voice was soft, almost regretful, but she understood what Michael expected.

Ria sighed, her eyes shining sadly as she immediately reached for the bag. "Okay."

Michael drove the rest of the way to the hotel hardly able to take his eyes off these two exquisitely formed teens, his daughter sad, her girlfriend devastated, both with legs spread and arms clasped tightly behind their heads, both "dressed" in shiny (but never gaudy) jewelry on all limbs, with bright but well applied lipstick on each inviting, unwilling but fully willing lip. He left them there in that position as he exited the van in the hotel's almost entirely empty parking lot, making a hopeful assumption that the darkly tinted windows would reduce the already small chance of anyone noticing the incredible beauty happening inside his van right now. He checked into a room, backed his SUV into the parking space right in front of it, got out, opened the back door, and while he recorded them with his phone he had the girls crawl out, naked, and scamper across the sidewalk into the door he held open for them.

For him the brief few seconds they ran the danger of exposure to view was far too short but he knew it would be foolish to genuinely risk anyone seeing more than a questionable unclear glance of what was happening at most. He was sure that for both girls, brief seconds felt like really long seconds, and he rested in the satisfaction of causing them that discomfort.

"There's just... a few things I want to run through with you girls," he began.

"How long is it going to take, Dad? It's going to be weird getting back to the dorm so late, we know how long the drive is."

"You fell asleep, I got lost, we'll make it make sense. Now um... both of you sit on the bed next to each other." He got out his phone as they did so, and began recording.

Penny gave Ria an apologetic glance, saw that Ria was complying in advance. The two girl sat next to each other, one staring at him, one glaring.

"Are the two of you in... in love?" he asked.

They blushed, and Penny opened her mouth but before she began to speak he said "Wait."

"Yes?"

"First let me see you kiss okay?"

Ria, sitting naked next to her girlfriend, could only look sidelong at her. Penny softly said her name and Ria sniffled. Penny leaned in and Ria turned, finally, obeying the unspoken command knowing she would have to once it was spoken. The two girls kissed. Penny knew what Michael wanted and leaned into Ria, putting one of her pale hands on Ria's darker hip and pushing her lips into her girlfriend's. Ria shrank back a little and Penny used her other hand to gently take the back of Ria's head and pull, slightly shaking her head "no" at Ria's resistance even as she continued the kiss.

Ria finally tried to relax into the kiss, and Michael reached down to unzip his pants. At the sound Ria's head turned and her face twisted in disgust and despair, but Penny quickly whispered "Ria, kiss me," and Ria could not do otherwise. He heard the necklaces he'd had them wear gently clink against each other as the girls did their best to focus on their affection for each other.

When Michael rather crudely put his erection on the girls' cheeks where they joined into a kiss, he had the decency in this particular moment to blush a little as his daughter looked up at him and rolled her eyes -- still kissing Ria -- and as Ria looked away and choked back a groan. But he had a picture he wanted to take, and a picture he wanted to take, he took. He stepped away once it was taken.

He took a few more pictures of them just smiling up at him sitting next to each other. He didn't feel Ria ever managed to make her face completely absent of the humiliation she felt but he ultimately was alright with that.

"Penny," he said then. "Would you prefer that Ria give you oral sex now, or would you prefer to give her oral?"

She blushed, and Ria folded her arms and tried to disappear. "Please no," she whispered. Did she mean "No don't make me" or "No don't do that to me" or some more general "No?" It's hard to say. Penny looked at her sadly and then up at her dad. "I guess... I guess I'll give her oral?"

"On your knees in front of her then, and Ria, spread and lean back?"

He turned the phone to video mode as Penny moved into position and looked up at Ria. Ria had her eyes closed and seemed to want to pretend she couldn't hear anything. "Ria?"

Ria's face tightened.

"Ria, you need to spread your legs and lean back," Penny repeated quietly.

He told Penny to tell Ria to try her best to orgasm while Penny did her best to make her and he recorded. Ria did try her best as commanded, and her best was very very bad.

"Do you girls do this on your own, like, you know, without me telling you to?"

Penny answered, rising up momentarily from her girlfriend's pussy. "Yeah dad, obviously we're usually a lot more relaxed."

"I know I know," he said sheepishly and continued recording. Ria's eyes were closed, she eventually dropped back to lay on her back and rub her nipples. She was bucking her hips attractively against Penny's face, doing everything she could to get an orgasm out of this but to absolutely no avail. Several times she cried, "I can't, I can't cum like this, not with HIM HERE," and Penny would reply, "I know," or "Just try" or other such useless encouragement.

Michael had some pretty big plans for this hotel visit. But he was now about to do something that wasn't part of the plan. Up to today, he had avoided doing the following, but what he was seeing and hearing was just too much. He got behind her, dropped to his own knees, and started pressing the tip of his dick into her asshole.

"Daddy," she yelped. "That's going to hurt, Dad please," she continued. She had over time come to a point where his mere advances came to feel to her like orders she had to obey, so that she resisted now was somewhat remarkable and exciting. He pressed harder, looking, not at her, but at Ria, as Ria stared at him in horror.

Penny didn't move away of course, and continued eating Ria out as he pressed. She did grunt, and then squeal a little, a sound he hadn't heard her make before.

As he buried himself in her and began thrusting in and out, Penny began quietly crying into her girlfriend while continuing to minister to her.

Ria called him an asshole several times while he raped her girlfriend's asshole. He had been bizarrely proud of himself for being able to actually go through with raping Penny's ass -- considering the guilt-induced erection difficulties he'd had the first time and on occasion afterwards. As Ria continued yelling at him while trying to cum he felt such difficulties might return and he grunted, "Make her shut up."

He tried awkwardly to take a selfie that grabbed a view of all that was happening right now. It wasn't really in the cards. And after that awkwardness he did withdraw from Penny. He didn't want to cum quite yet anyway. As previously mentioned, the whole ass-fucking thing had not been his plan. He told Penny to stop trying to make Ria cum and instead to lay next to her on the bed. He went to the bathroom for a moment, having them make out while he was absent, and he washed his dick. He then came back, gently pushed Penny off of her girlfriend, and began doing what he'd really brought them into the hotel room for. Well, one of the things.

He began by re-iterating to Penny that she needed to tell her girlfriend to be quiet. And as he began to mount Ria, putting his legs inside hers, it was clear how good an idea it had been for him to issue that command because from the contortions of her face and of the hand she threw to her mouth, it was clear that without that command Ria's scream would have been heard across the entire complex. Instead she violently shook her head side to side and made a fairly horrible growling gagging sound. Penny's attempt to intervene was quiet and intense. "Daddy, please, do me not her, Dad, this isn't right."

He'd honestly not expected to stay hard. This was essentially a test. He'd lost it when trying to have sex with Penny the first time, and she was, as much as possible, completely willing. Surely a girl under him who had no desire to comply at all, who would be able to struggle and try to escape -- surely he couldn't manage with such a girl, he had thought. Or at least, had formed the thought as a hypothesis to test.

As his dick touched Ria's pussy, she jolted and tried to push him away and cried out for Penny to help her. He glanced at Penny, saw her sad resolution, her intention to comply with what he wanted no matter what. He looked at Ria, desperately controlling her voice and trying to shift away from him. He felt himself become harder, and began pressing in.

"Nonononono" she whispered and pushed and wiggled harder. Finally he said to his daughter, "Make her stay still." Penny whispered in Ria's ear, caressing her face, "You need to be still."

Ria scrunched up her face, tears flowing freely, nodded, and sort of relaxed her body. Just enough to not be a problem.

Michael entered her fully. She shuddered, he took her hair in one hand, her breast in the other, lay heavily down on her, and pulled himself up into her. And as she shook, he reveled in what he was learning about himself.

After some time, he came inside her, and was not finished with them.

He sat down beside them. "Now I do want to know," he said between breaths as he recovered, watching Penny try foolishly to comfort Ria and watching Ria sob through glassy eyes. "Are you in love? Ria? Do you love my daughter?"

Ria was silent, just laying on her back gulping back her sobs. At Penny's verbal prodding, however, Ria finally answered. "I love her. I think... I thought... I mean, I will think once I forget all this... I think she might be the one."

Penny continued stroking her comfortingly, and he saw her face and chest go to a deep red color. "Penny?" he asked.

She seemed at a loss for words for a second. But she had to answer. "Ria I..."

Ria looked up at her, her post-rape glass eyes starting to go alert. "...What?"

"I... this is just... I think you're a lot of fun, you're like my best friend but..."

Ria jolted up. "You--You said you love me!"

Penny jolted back. "I know! I felt bad as soon as I said it! I didn't know what else to say after you did! But no I don't... I don't feel that way!"

Michael was erect again. What the fuck was he?

He stood up and walked over to the bag he'd brought in. He had a mental checklist to get through. He pulled out the equipment he wanted them to use on each other before they went back to the van. He interrupted their fight. "Penny, this strap-on is going to have a lubricant on it that I found, that has just a hint, just a touch of capsaicin. It's going to be pretty painful. Would you rather fuck Ria with it, or have Ria fuck you with it?"

"THE FUCK??" said Ria as loudly as she could given she was still under the influence of a command to be quiet.

Penny looked back and forth at him and her girlfriend (or had they just broken up, at least until he said the word again?). "I..."

He raised an eyebrow at yet another delayed response. He was really hitting at some deep resistance, it seemed. Erection intensified.

"Penny no..." Ria moaned as she began to realize what was about to happen.

"I mean..." Penny stumbled... "If I have to choose I mean... I don't want that in me... I want..."

"Penny. No."

"I want to fuck Ria with it."

Michael approached. "Say exactly what you are about to do. You want to what?"

"I want to... rape Ria... using pepper lube on a strap-on, Dad."

"Hop to it!"

She told Ria to lay back again and spread.

Given her struggles when he had raped her, he was surprised and he had to admit disappointed that while Penny raped her in this particularly painful way, after a minute or two of vocalizations of rising pitch, Ria ultimately just stopped moving and just looked to the side. He could have had Penny command her to be more active but it was no use pretending she wasn't broken. Penny asked "Can I stop now please Dad?" while continuing to thrust the strap-on in and out of Ria's burning pussy. He watched (and recorded) for several more minutes as his daughter in her tastefully gaudy jewelry continued fucking Ria who may as well almost be a corpse at this point. This was both disappointing and fun to watch in its own way.

He did let her stop finally of course, and after having the two girls administer to him a classic porn style double blow job and kiss his cum between them, he let them go shower. Both girls wailed as they showered together. They washed the lipstick and other makeup off, and went back out to the van the same way they'd come in, completely exposed to anyone who might happen to glance over in the five second interval it took for them to hop in.

He drove back onto the highway. He had them put the clothes back on they'd had before he said the word. Then in rapid succession, Penny said her word and he said his, and both girls looked very uncomfortable and bewildered.

"You're awake!" he said. "You two were conked out!"

They looked around at each other and the road. He watched Ria closely. He knew her asshole was still burning, and her pussy probably still hurt too. And Penny's asshole. Their bodies had been through a lot.

Penny muttered, sleepily. (This was interesting. She hadn't been asleep. But it seemed her brain had decided this was the best explanation for seeming to snap into consciousness of a certain environment and being told she'd just awakened.) "Ugh I feel like shit"

Ria scowled, "Yeah me too! It's like... ugh does your stomach hurt?"

"Sorta..." said Penny. "Yeah and..."

Ria and Michael waited.

"Uh never mind yeah I think I'm sick to my stomach."

"Yeah uh me too ech, what did we eat?"

They grabbed some Pepto at the next gas station and he took them back to the dorm without incident.