A/N: Reluctantly... Due to popular demand I give you Mary and Beth. The beginning is mostly some inner monologue to give you an idea how the Baumanns came to operate the way they do... you can figure out from the last chapter when the smut starts if you want to skip it.

(PS feel free to comment on how I did below, cause this was really REALLY hard for me and I can use pointers if I decide to do this again)

They all thought I was a lesbian but I wasn't precisely. I was bisexual. No one believes you when you say that though. They see you with a woman and call you a lesbian or see you with a man and call you straight. Everyone was pretty shocked when I married the big, strapping Doctor Baumann. He was the last man on earth they thought I would end up with.

But we both knew he was the only man on earth for me. His ideas of sex were as warped as mine were. I could strap one on and pound him into the mattress, and he loved it. He was alright with swinging. He was alright with bondage. He was pretty much up for anything I threw at him. Even kids. He handled those like a champ. Diapers, feeding, school, and everything that came with them.

We decided from the beginning that we would just tell them the truth. Some people might judge us for that, but we felt it was the best way to handle it. They knew from the beginning that it was okay if mommy or daddy brought home other people. We explained to them that we didn't believe in the word 'cheating' or 'shameful' in our house.

It may be different outside these walls, but our house was a kink safe zone. We both explained that to our boys. Our 'birds and bees' talks were far more informative, and potentially scarring I suppose; but the end result was that all our boys knew they could be open and honest with us. About ANYTHING. They wanted porn? We didn't stop them. Toys? Sure whatever. Boys? Just use protection.

I think we both had enough repression in our personal lives before our marriage that we refused to do that to our children. We warned them about how society would view them, don't get us wrong. We just felt that they could figure out for themselves what they wanted sexually. They did too. Some of them faster than others.

The twins surprised us when they told us they wanted to share a boyfriend. I think I would have preferred to have a harem than be a harem, but whatever worked for them. Theo came along and I worried a whole lot less about them after that. Sam may have gotten his priorities a little mixed up for awhile, but he finally found himself when Anish took charge.

Dan even managed to find a top notch Master to look after him. I may have been surprised that Vic was willing to take him on, but I wasn't going to stand in any of the dear boys' way when it came to love. They deserved someone who understood them. Someone who made them better. Someone who took all the bad with the good and loved them anyways.

Like my dearest husband did for me and I him. I was kind of hoping when we planned the party for Theo that I might get a chance to f*ck the cute little twink too, and my dearest hubby was all for it. He suggested I offer to peg the lad since he is gay. I really didn't care. I just remembered how beautiful he was sprawled out under my husband.

Those lovely locks, the wide still-innocent eyes, and the genuine noises that spilled from those lips would have any man or woman willing to kill for a taste. He had kind of drawn the line though with me, so there was a good bet I was walking away from the night unfulfilled. Or so I thought. Then I got the call from Gabe and I felt like my night was looking up.

Theo had a sister and tonight she was coming to the party. I remembered the girl from the boys' graduations. She was about Theo's height, maybe a touch shorter now that he had his growth spurt. Her hair was the same shade of mouse brown and her eyes the same delicious chocolate colour. If I didn't know she was three years older than Theo, I would have thought they were fraternal twins.

It gave me a wonderful idea. Maybe if Theo didn't want to f*ck, I could get his sister to have a go. I didn't hesitate to give the okay for her to come along. I even told my dearest David that I had my sights set on the little college girl. His interest was perked, but he cautioned me not to get too excited in case she refused to join in.

At the dinner she was fantastic. I watched her interact with my boys and their partners and my hope grew. She was smart. Even as a tag-a-long she managed to be respectful and personable. I didn't see her glance at her phone or give more than admiring glances at the taken men at the table. The girl had class and innocence.

I wanted to wreck her. I wanted to see what base desires were holed up inside that intelligent mind. I wanted to expand her consciousness with absolute bliss. Make her sweat with need before I took her over the edge. F*ck I could just imagine those luscious thighs shaking as I teased her. I could probably even get David to eat her out. That man had a fantastic tongue.

"Is your sister planning on coming back to the house for the party?" I pulled Theo aside to ask him before we paid. The little cutie just shrugged and stared at us for guidance.

"You know what, she is an adult. She can make up her own mind when the time comes." My man decided, putting an arm over his shoulder comfortingly. He bit his lip sexily and we exchanged a covert glance. These kids had no idea how much of a turn on it could be to watch their indecision and innocence take over.

"Okay. I'll ask her what she wants to do. Should I tell her the whole bit?" He looked at me for confirmation. I nodded solemnly.

"Yes dear. Tell her everything or it isn't informed consent." I grabbed my husband's arm and we left to go pay up front. It cost a bloody fortune to feed a lot of big strapping boys at a restaurant, I tell ya. Fortunately, both of us were decent cooks at home, or we might have gone bankrupt on take out food. When we left the restaurant after paying, Theo was talking with his sister in the parking lot.

Both of us went over to our vehicle and watched the scene unfolding. Poor Theo was blushing up a storm while he tried to explain to her. When she looked in our direction and then went thermonuclear herself, we knew he had told her. I looked over at David and we got into our car, myself without a word. It was up to fate now.

"See you at the house Theo." David called out just before sliding in. The drive to our place was quiet. Both of us probably had our own hopes for the evening. We would get to see our babies in action, playing with their darling men and enjoying themselves just like we taught them to. I couldn't help feeling the anticipation mount as we came in the door.

I got drink mix and glasses ready for everyone while I waited nervously. I heard the car pull in and I walked to the door to pull it open. I grinned as I watched Theo leading his sister Beth up the walkway from the car. This was going to be a good night. I could feel it. I got them all inside and pointed them to the living room.

"Why don't you go sit with Dad. Can I get anyone anything to drink?" I gave Beth a reassuring pat on the arm and a gentle grin, counted the nods and hands in the air, then headed out to grab refreshments from the kitchen. I put them all on a tray and passed them out to my lovely children. All my boys thanked me so sweetly, Theo blushing a little of course.

When I was done I made my way over to the sweetness that was his sister. She had taken my advice and was sitting rather stiffly next to my David. She didn't want a drink and I think it might have done her good to relax with a little alcohol. Maybe she just needed a little reassurance in a room full of big, strong men. I slipped in really close to her and hugged her to me.

"Hey there beautiful. Ready to watch these big boys get f*cked raw. Who do you like better, hmm? Sam and his tall, dark and handsome top? Or Danny boy there in his puppy outfit? What do you think? You want to discipline my babies? I would love to watch you take a crop to some backsides." I could feel her shift under me at my words and her heartbeat was picking up pace.

She was just as adorable with a flush across her cheeks and that innocent lust budding in her eyes. I felt her gulp when Vic got up from his seat to start the show. He was always one for the flair and dramatic when it came to scenes.

"What is he doing?" She whispered to me. I turned to see the light confusion in her gaze as she watched the two showing off commands.

"He is showing his control. Danny is responding to his hand signals, so they have moved past verbal commands. They are showing off how well trained my baby is now." I whispered directly into the shell of her ear. She shivered and shifted in her seat. Then Dan presented to Vic and was given to Theo. I grinned with the knowledge of what his Master intended.

"Is Theo going to... Oh my god. I'm afraid to watch. Is Theo going to top him? I thought he was a bottom? What about his boyfriends?" I could feel her tensing up and I rubbed her shoulders soothingly.

"Shh, it's okay. Theo is just having a little fun. He is such a sexy little thing. Just like you sweet Beth. See? My boys are egging him on to do it. Just watch Dan. See what a horny little dog he is. Wouldn't you look just as perfect pounding that hole of his." I hugged her close to me and felt her leaning into my embrace like a lifeline.

"Fuck this is hot." I heard David say next to us. I grinned at Beth's shocked face as she watched her brother slip inside and begin to f*ck my baby. I pulled one of her legs over mine and nuzzled into her neck to feel the fluttering pulse raging out of control. She was primed. I could feel her tremble in my arms at the noises of the boys putting on a show.

"Look at how happy Danny boy is. What a blissful expression he has as he is being f*cked. Do you want to make one of my boys scream in pleasure? You could do it, you sexy little thing. I know you have a raging dominatrix inside you somewhere just screaming to get out. Or maybe you want one of us to make you scream, hmm?" I murmured in soft tones in her ear.

She whimpered and tensed when I mentioned making her scream. Our little miss may just be a little submissive after all. That was good, really good. It meant I could f*ck her into a mattress instead of just watch her destroy my man's arse. As much fun as that might be, and I would definitely make plans to arrange that for another night, I really wanted to make her cry.

I hadn't had the opportunity since Sam came to me for guidance with his own sadism. He had f*cked things up by taking it too far, but I was far more experienced. I knew just what shy little things wanted. I rubbed her thigh and nudged my husband. We exchanged a look and he winked at me. He reached out on his side and held her other thigh open.

She whimpered again as I inched my hand closer and closer to the apex of her thighs. She was watching, rapt, as Theo got his graduation present from the others. It would be good for the boy's self esteem to have those two idiots bow down before him. It was the final touch to gaining his forgiveness and the perfect retribution.

"F*cking touch me already!" She finally bit out as she grabbed onto my arm. I chuckled as she moved my hand right on top of her mound and tried to grind into it.

"Ooh what a needy baby. You want momma to pet you all better? Or maybe you want daddy to eat you for dessert..." I shoved my hand down her pants and she cried out as my fingers roughly stroked her clit. Her little shudders were magnificent, and David took his cue to kneel down in front of her and help pull the damp trousers and undergarments away.

Her head tilted back onto my shoulder and she sighed as he breathed on her moist crotch. I bent my head and left small nips and kisses up her shoulder and neck as David ran his tongue over her. She tried to buck when he sucked her into his hot mouth, but I grabbed her firmly around the waist and held her down for it.

She was shaking her head as he licked, suckled and nipped his way around her vagina. I whispered in her ear about what I was going to do to her next. How I was going to fondle her, spread her open and f*ck her hard. I couldn't wait to get my little doll into a bedroom. She was so beautiful as she begged us. She smelled like springtime.

"Come on beautiful. Let me show you what you've been missing. Come to my room and I will make you cumm so hard you will think you've pissed yourself." She panted full on like a b*tch in heat at my words and I nudged David so we could move. I held out my hand to her, giving her the choice, but she didn't hesitate to take it.

We hobbled down the hallway and I noticed David stayed behind to talk to Gabe. I smirked to myself. You snooze, you loose as they say. I showed her in to our bedroom and locked the door with an audible click. She looked at me in surprise. I licked my lips and crowded her back into the bed. Her lips were just as soft and sweet as they looked.

"W-what about your h-husband?" She stuttered as we came up for air. I shook my head.

"It's fine. He got Theo, so I should get you. Do you want him here?" I leaned back to watch her confused eyes flicker with indecision.

"No, it's just... we don't...." She stumbled like the innocent she really was. I tried not to laugh at her. I didn't want to embarrass the sweet thing after all.

"Oh baby, we don't need any man meat in here to have an awesome orgasm." I purred. She jumped at the knock on the door when the door handle jiggled but didn't budge. I giggled and pushed her back onto the soft surface, stripping the last of her clothes so she trembled naked in front of me. The door went silent and I took off my own.

"You are really beautiful." She breathed. I smiled down at her and stroked a hand over her thighs.

"So are you princess." I slid my body again her softness, both of us moaning at the feel of smooth, tender flesh stroking against equally soft skin. I leaned forward and kissed her, dragging my tongue across her lip teasingly. She sighed and I slipped my tongue into the hot inner chamber. Our tongues tangled and stroked each other sensually.

I reached down between her thighs and stroked the damp heat there in time to our caresses. She mewled as I dipped my fingers inside, probingly. She gasped when I thrust two in the front and my thumb caressed the back at the same time. I let the pressure of my fingers brush each other through the skin between them, massaging her taint from the inside.

Then I focused on what she was really waiting for. I sat between her legs, holding them wide open, and rubbed against that precious nub hiding in the folds of her skin. She bucked under my firm hands. I curled my hand the other way inside her and stroked from the inside while I tortured the outside. She was gasping and grabbing at the sheets like a crazy woman.

It was beautiful. I watched her thrash with a sense of satisfaction. When the shudders wracked her body, I pulled back and stroked her whole torso. She moaned with the tingles of pleasure that danced over her skin. She was hot, but not quite hot enough yet. I could tell she was coming down from her high and I didn't let her reach the bottom.

Instead I caressed her chest, pinching her nipples to attention and massaging the smooth skin of her belly. She blinked up at me, wondering why I was still teasing her. I tweaked the buds harder to make her gasp again. She writhed under me and the soft brush of her thighs just make me want to wreak her even more.

I wanted her nonsensical as she came apart under me. I got up and left her there, shivering and wanting, as I dug in my drawer for play toys. I pulled out a couple items that had her drawing in an unsteady breath. First things first. I plugged in my vibrator and dripped some extra lube all over her red lips down there. She clutched the covers as I started up my wand.

"Hold on tight, precious." I warned her. She nearly bucked off the bed as I fluttered the machine over her sensitive flesh. Her muscles flexed and a sheen of sweat bathed her body as I brought her higher and higher into the throes of ecstasy. When she squirmed to close her legs, I held them open. When she begged me with damp eyes, I smiled at her.

She was almost there. I could see it. Her body was tensing and not completely releasing. Her eyes were getting frantic. She was reaching for me instead of holding onto the sheets. I could see a slight panic and her holding back. I pushed her harder. Using the machine on the highest setting now and pinching those pert nipples that swung with every shudder.

"I can't!" She gasped, shaking her head.

"You can." I insisted. I licked my lips and concentrated.

"I have to pee! I don't want to make a mess!" She cried out. The tears made their way out of the side of her eyes and I wiped them tenderly.

"Let go. Just let go. It will be fine." I asserted. She moaned miserably but I knew what she needed. She needed to let go. I saw her fight it. I shoved my fingers in and pressed unforgivingly on the inside of her spot. She screamed and I felt the shudders begin. I pulled my fingers out just in time as she let go and gave into a powerful orgasm.

Her fluids spurted from her across the sheets and I crowed in joy at my accomplishment. It was a f*cking mess. She was a mess. It was so beautiful. I pulled her in to me and kissed her dazed expression until the blush of shame faded from her cheeks. God be praised she was such a treasure. So open and honest. I wanted to cuddle the life out of her.

"I'm s-sorry." She muttered to me. I shook my head and kissed her nose.

"Don't be. You don't have to say sorry. That was amazing." I squeezed her until she squeaked. Then I pulled her over and slipped her to the edge of the bed to drag the covers off. She had drenched the thick comforter on top but the sheets underneath were blessedly dry. I threw the damp cover off the bed and onto the floor in a heap.

Then I folded us both into the subtle warmth of the blanket and top sheet. She protested, worried about being all dirty herself, but I waved off her concern. Sheets could be washed but moments together shouldn't be squandered. I laid her head against the warm comfort of my breast and stroked her hair. She looked up at me in awe and I was transfixed.

"That was really amazing Mrs. B." She said. I cooed at her cuteness.

"Aren't you the cutest. The night is just started Beth dear, and you may call me Mary."