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“It’s time, Natalie,” I said.

She looked up from her first paycheck she’d received from Coach Schmidt’s new strip club, Flexible. A look of glee was already shining on my redheaded lover’s face. Her green eyes smoldered with delight. Her breasts quivered.

“Look at how much money Alicia made whoring herself at the club, Sir,” Natalie said, turning the check around to face me. It had an expense report attached detailing which girl made how much money. “She found something she’s good at.”

“Yes, she did,” I said. “But we have one more bully to deal with, don’t we? The brat.”

“My little sister!” Fury crossed Natalie’s face. She had never talked much about her little sister, always holding back. The others she had complained bout in great detail. But not Michaela. She had never said a word about her before. “She needs to pay. That lying brat ruined everything. She almost got my dad sent to jail.”

“How?” I asked, startled.

“She claimed he molested her. All because he wouldn’t give her a pony for her birthday. Mom threw him out. He just managed to stay out of prison. My sister didn’t want him to suffer that much. But it destroyed my parents’ marriage. He’s a sad, broken man now.”

“Jesus,” I said. “And you’re sure…”

“She told me.” Such pain shone in Natalie’s green eyes. “She reveled in it. She was the baby of the family. Had Mom wrapped up around her finger. She just had to cry and lie, and someone was in trouble. She got my birthday canceled one year by claiming I had slapped her. Another time, she had wanted a new dress so she ripped her old one and said I did it. I had to pay for it.”

“Well, it’s time for her to pay, isn’t it?” I asked, extending my hand to her. “We’ll straighten her out. Oh, yes, we will.”

A shiver of ecstatic lust shuddered through Natalie as she took my hand. I helped her stand, her large tits quivering. They were such a sight to see. Big and fake, the very best that money could buy. Perfect tits.

I loved them. Loved her. It was time to make this brat pay.

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Natalie

The next day, the Man and I were pulling up at my childhood home. We had arrived late last night. Too late to have any real fun. So we had enjoyed our stay at the hotel. One bitch woman checking in had been a real cunt. She had spent the night cleaning our bathroom with her tongue. When one of us needed to pee, why, she was more than happy to drink it all up.

The Man just knew how to treat bitches. He was the perfect guy. It wasn’t just his mind-controlling powers, it was his sense of justice. Rude people had to learn that their behavior affected others. They had to stop being selfish.

That was what I loved most. And it was my sister’s turn.

The Man always had something planned with his mind-controlling powers. I was all a quiver as we climbed out of the limo. A polite, young man nodded to us. If he kept this up, I was certain the Man would reward him.

“Just wait for us,” he said. “Feel free to relax. Just don’t leave until I tell you to.”

“You got it,” he said, smiling at us.

“Shall we?” he asked, extending his arm. He wore a blue, silk shirt that I had bought him. He wore the top few buttons undone, looking so sexy. Suave and gorgeous, like James Bond. I had on a green sheath dress that clung to my body, my pussy on fire.

“Yes, Sir,” I moaned, so glad to be his woman.

It was surreal coming home. I’d fled from here and all my bullies the moment I turned eighteen. I headed to the big city to find more fortunes. Instead, I ended up working at Amazons, an all-women’s gym. It was there that I met the Man.

The day my life changed.

He opened the white picket fence. Without Dad around to maintain things, it was looking sad. The paint peeling, going gray in spots. The yard looked like it hadn’t been mowed in a month. Mom’s car was missing, but I knew my sister would be home. She had turned eighteen recently, but she wouldn’t leave home.

Mom was all but her slave.

We stepped up to the porch, the second step half-crumbled away. Dad was about to fix it when… I drew in a breath against the pain.

“You okay?” the Man asked.

“Fine,” I said, emotion rippling through me. “You know, coming home.”

He nodded and grabbed the doorknob. The twisted it. But it was locked.

“Hold on,” I said, spotting the potted plant. A flowering fuschia grew in it. I lifted it up and there was the key. I snagged it up, the metal cool on my fingers. I thrust it into the lock and twisted it. I smiled at the click.

I returned the key to the hiding spot as the Man opened the door. We swept inside to the TV playing. I could see the living room from here, the back of the couch. A girl sat on it, her hair the same shade of red as mine. She turned away and frowned at us.

“Natalie?” she asked, her brow furrowing. “What the fuck are you doing here? You ran away.”

“Moved out,” I said, glaring at Michaela. She stood up from the couch, a slim girl in a pair of flannel shorts and a lilac tank top, rumpled like she’d slept in it. A bowl of cereal sat on the coffee table.

With no coaster, of course.

“I’m just here for a visit,” I said, giving her a fake smile.

My sister glanced at the Man, and she shivered. Her nipples poked hard at the fabric. Then her face scrunched up. She flew at him and hugged him. The waterworks burst from her in an instant as she buried her face in his chest.

“P-please d-don’t let her whip me with a c-coat hanger again,” she sobbed. “T-that’s why M-mom kicked her out.”

“A coat hanger?” the Man asked, arching an eyebrow. “Wow. That’s fucked up.”

“Y-yes,” she sobbed, squeezing tight. “P-please, don’t leave me alone with her. She’s so mean.”
I rolled my eyes.

“Mean is not the word that I would use to describe your sister,” the Man said. “But I won’t leave you alone with her. I’ll be here the entire time.”

She sniffled and stared up at him. She put on this puppy dog look of absolute cuteness. We had similar features, the same fine cheekbones and vivid, green eyes. “Really? You’ll protect me?”
“I will,” he said. “But you have to do something for me.”

“What?”

“Every time someone asks you a question, you respond with yes.” He smiled. “And you’ll believe it or do whatever it is that you agreed to. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she said, her brow furrowing and then she blinked as if she did understand.

He pushed her away from him with gentle pressure, his smile growing. Then he glanced at me. “Natalie, show her your new boobs.”

“Of course, Sir,” I moaned and pulled down on my stretchy dress. My large, G-cup titties spilled out. They were so firm with the silicone in them. They swayed together, my nipples so hard. I cupped them, squeezed them.

“What is your opinion on your sister’s new tits,” the Man said, speaking with care not to ask her a yes or no question.

“I hate them,” said my sister. “Fake tits are the worst. Natural boobs are where it’s at. And they’re so big. Gah, why do guys like that? What’s wrong with small, little A-cups? Aren’t mine cute.” She glanced at me. “Don’t you think my little boobs are cute?”

“No,” the Man said. “I like them big.” His grin grew. “Do you love your sister’s boobs?”

“Yes,” my sister said and then she shuddered. She stared at my tits with this softening emotion on her face as the power twisted her perception.

“Do her tits make you wet?” he asked, his voice soft.

My little sister gasped. She squeezed her thighs together as she moaned, “Yes!”

“Do you want to suck on your sister’s big tits?”

“Yes, I do!” Michaela moaned and then threw herself at me.

Before I could stop her, she had her hands wrapped around both my tits. Her head ducked down. My sister latched onto my right nipple. She sucked on it with hunger. I groaned, my pussy clenching tight. The heat rippled through my body. I gasped, shocked by how good this felt. The heat swept through my flesh.

“Oh, wow,” I moaned. “She’s… This is… Oh, wow, Sir!”

The Man winked at me.

My pussy savored the feel of my little sister’s sucking mouth on my nipple. She nursed on it with hunger. Her tongue danced around it. Her hands fondled my big, fake tits. My cunt clenched. Juices trickled out and ran down my thighs.

The Man watched with hunger in his eyes. He had a big grin on his lips, his arms folded before him as he watched her sucking on my nipple. My sister’s cheeks hollowed. Her green eyes squeezed shut as she moaned. She loved it.

She enjoyed doing it.

“Don’t you want to suck my other nipple?” I asked, my heart pounding.

She ripped her mouth off my nipple to moan “Yes!”

Then she engulfed my left nipple. She sucked the pink nub into her mouth. She sealed around it and suckled with passion. Her fingers dug into my tits, massaging my silicone-filled boobs. My red hair danced around my shoulders.

It was better than I could have imagined. I shuddered, thinking of all the wicked and wild things that we would do to her. How we just had to ask her the right question, and she would do anything. She was our whore now.

Our little toy to play with. She would learn to never tell lies because even if she told one, she would believe it. Like how she now loved my boobs. Her tongue danced around my nipple. She made my toes curl.

“Do you like the taste of pussy?” I asked her.

She ripped her mouth off my nipple. “Yes. I do. I’ve never tasted pussy, but I do. I’ve only ever had girls go down on me.”

“Good news,” I said. “Would you eat your sister’s pussy and make her cum with your slutty mouth?”

“Yes, I would,” she moaned, her eyes widening. “Oh, my god, I have to eat your pussy, Natalie. I have to lick you. Let me lick your pussy. Please, please, I just know it’ll be yummy.”

“Is hers the yummiest pussy in the world?” the Man asked.

“Yes, it is!” my sister gasped and fell to her knees before me. She shoved up my skirt, her tongue flicking across her lips.

“Do you hate me?” I asked.

“Yes!” she moaned, glaring at me. “But your pussy is so yummy. Let me eat your pussy!”

“Eat it,” I hissed. “Eat that pussy. Mmm, you hate me, but you’re such a bitch that you have to eat my yummy cunt, don’t you?”

“Yes!” she moaned. Her hands shoved my skirt over my waist, exposing my shaved pussy.

With a hungry growl, my little sister buried her face into my cunt. Her lips kissed and nuzzled into my pussy. She licked at my slit. She fluttered her tongue up and down my cunt. I groaned at the heat that swept through my body. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling from the delight she churned up in me.

I gasped at the incestuous delight that swept through my body. Her tongue caressed over my pussy lips with such hunger. My sister feasted on my cunt like it was the best-tasting thing in the world. It was to her.

“Do you love my cunt?” I moaned.

“I do!” she moaned and thrust her tongue deep into my twat.

The Man smiled and slowly undid the buttons of his shirt. I loved his strong eyes on me, on my big boobs as they jiggled. He raked his gaze up and down my body as my sister swirled her tongue around in my pussy. She licked at me. Pleasured me.

My orgasm was building so fast from her wicked tongue. She put her all into it. I loved it. I loved every second of the little slut feasting on my pussy. I groaned as her lips rubbed on my labia as she fucked her tongue in and out of my cunt.

“You’re just a slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” she moaned and then fluttered her tongue up and down my cock.

“Are you a lying bitch who deserves to be punished?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. She sucked on my clit for a moment. “I am a lying bitch. I deserve to be punished.”

I groaned as she nursed on my clit. My big boobs heaved. The Man took off his shirt, exposing his muscular chest. I licked my lips, staring at his brawny torso as my sister suckled on my bud. My pussy drank in the heat of her passion.

I would have such a huge orgasm from her. It would be incredible. I groaned, my body swaying from side to side. The pleasure swept through my body. It was incredible. I groaned, loving every moment of it.

“Do you want to finger my cunt, whore?”

“Yes!” she gasped. “But I’m not a whore. Don’t call me that, Natalie.”

“Can’t I call you any disgusting thing I want?”

“Yes, you can,” she moaned. “Oh, god, I am a whore.”

She sucked on my clit and thrust two fingers into my pussy. I gasped as her digits reamed my cunt. Her tongue swirled around my bud. She stroked my little nub. It was incredible. I groaned, my toes curling. I would have such a huge orgasm.

My little sister’s fingers reached so deep in me. My pussy clenched around those digits, drinking in the stimulation. I stared down past my heaving breasts. Her green eyes peered back up at me as she sucked on my clit.

“That’s it, you fucking little brat!” I moaned. “You’re a bitch! A nasty, little cunt! A nasty, lying little sister. Mmm, but you’re finally apologizing. You’re going to make me cum, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” she moaned, her fingers thrusting faster in and out of me.

“You want to beg me to cum and squirt my juices all over your disgusting face, don’t you?”

“I do!” She licked my clit. “Natalie, please, please, cum! I want you to cum and squirt your juices all over my disgusting face. I need to drown in your incestuous cream, Natalie. Give it to me!”

“Yes!” I moaned, my orgasm building faster.

She sucked on my clit, her fingers reaming me. The Man was naked and stroking his cock. He loved every moment of it. I groaned, my body trembling. My large tits smacked together. The pleasure flowed through my body.

Her passion swelled my climax. Every time she nursed on my clit, sparks flared inside of me. Her digits churned up my cunt. I groaned, trembling there. I rose towards my orgasm. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“You fucking little bitch!” I hissed. “Drink it! Drink my cunt cream, whore!”

My pussy exploded.

My twat writhed around her digits. Juices gushed out of my twat. She pressed her mouth against my pussy. She drank down my cunt cream as it flooded out of me. At the same time, the depraved pleasure swept through my body.

So much rapture consumed me. It flowed through me. I groaned, my tits heaving. My big boobs smacked together. They rippled with their silicone perkiness. I bucked and moaned, stars shining before my eyes.

“You are such a nasty, cunt-lapping bitch of a sister!” I moaned. “Oh, god, yes, yes, drink all that cream, you nasty fucking slut!”

She did. Oh, how she did. She licked and lapped at my folds. She drank down all my cream while my mind drank in the heady euphoria flowing out of my snatch. I whimpered, my red hair swaying about my face.

“Do you want to be naked, Michaela?” the Man asked, his hand stroking his cock.

My little sister ripped her face from my pussy to moan, “Yes, I do. I want to be naked. That would be so hot.”

She popped to her feet, her lips and chin smeared in my cunt cream. The sweet scent of my pussy filled the air around her. I groaned, savoring the sight of her pulling off her tank top. She exposed her breasts. They were firm, little A-cups just like I used to have.

I shuddered at the sight of them. Then she shoved down her shorts. She revealed a red bush between her thighs. She worked her flannel bottoms down her lithe thighs. Then she straightened, naked. She stood there for a moment.

Then she squeaked in shock. She covered her tits and pussy. She spun around, blushing.

“Don’t you like showing us your naked body?” the Man asked.

“Yes, I do,” she moaned, pulling her hands from her tits and pussy.

“Did Natalie use to hit you with the coat hanger?”

“Yes, she did,” she said, trembling.

“Did she spank your ass with it when you were a lying brat?”

“Yes, she did,” moaned my sister, glancing at me and rubbing her butt.

“Do you think lying brats deserve to be spanked by their older sisters with a wire coat hanger.”

“Yes. Yes, they do. They deserve it.”

The Man smiled. “Michaela, aren’t you a lying bitch?”

“Yes! I am. I’m a lying bitch and… and…” Her words trailed off. “Oh, no.”

“Oh, yes,” I said, my pussy clenching. “Shouldn’t a lying bitch race up to her room right now, grab a wire hanger, and bring it down for her big sister to whip her ass with?”

“Yes,” whimpered my little sister. Tears already filled her eyes as she whirled around and ran out of the living room. Her pale ass swayed before it vanished out of sight. I heard her racing up the stairs.

I shuddered and turned to the Man. “Oh, Sir, this is so much fun. Thank you.”

He cupped my face. “Enjoy.”

He kissed me. I shuddered against him as the sounds of my sister moved across the ceiling. A door flung open. Then a closet door clattered. I hared the sound of wire hangers scraping on a wooden dowel. Then she was racing back.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter as she darted across the second floor. Then she hurtled down the stairs. I broke the kiss with the Man and turned to see a sobbing Michaela racing up to us, coat hanger in hand. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She trembled, sniffling as she stopped before me.

“H-Here,” she said. “I… I’ve been… I’m a lying bitch and you have to spank my ass with this.”

“Yes, I do,” I said and began twisting it apart. “You better bend over so I can whip that ass.”

She gulped and then bent over the arm of the couch like she would have when Daddy spanked us as kids. Before she realized that she could get away with anything if she cried to Mom. Anger surged through me as I straightened out the coat hanger. Then I folded it in half, the two halves almost touching each other.

I moved behind my sister, my cunt on fire. Pussy cream dripped down my thighs. I shuddered, aching for this. I knew we would fuck her hard after this. The Man and I would pound her holes without mercy.

But first…

“You’re a lying slut that ruined dad’s life, aren’t you?” I hissed.

“Yes, I am,” she moaned, her pale butt-cheeks clenching.

I swung the coat hanger. The two wires whistled through the air. The bronze device flashed.

CRACK!

The stinging impact shivered up the wires. She screeched in pain, her head throwing back. Two bright, red lines blazed across both her butt-cheeks.

“You’re a lying slut who ruined her own dress to make me buy you a new one, aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes, I did that!” she moaned, tears spilling down her cheeks. “I’m s-sorry, Natalie. You don’t have to do this.”

“But you’re a lying brat. And what happens to lying brats?”

“Th-they get sp-panked by their big sisters.”

“I’m just disciplining you because you’re a filthy, nasty, disgusting cunt!” I hissed.

I swung.

CRACK!

My pussy clenched as I administered the second spanking. Two more welts puckered up across her peachy rump. I swayed, my left hand rubbing at the shaved folds of my pussy, caressing myself.

“Are you just a lying whore who ruins people’s lives out of spite?” I gasped out as I drew back my arm again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she sobbed.

CRACK!

I thrust two digits into my cunt. I fingered my pussy as I drew back my arm and whipped her ass again. And again.

CRACK!

CRACK!

The sound echoed through the living room. Her rump blazed with red stripes. I painted them across the lying whore’s rump while my pussy drank in the friction of my fingers plundering my cunt. It was so hot.

The Man grinned. He stroked his cock idly. He would fuck this slut so hard. We would use her to satiate our passion. She would pleasure us, finally doing something for others. I frigged my pussy faster.

CRACK!

“I’m so sorry!” my sister howled. “Please, please, Natalie. I’m so sorry that I told Mom that you broke the window!”

CRACK!

“I’m sorry for telling your first boyfriend that you piss your panties!” she gasped. “I just wanted him to fuck me instead.”

“You little bitch!” I hissed. “That’s why he broke up with me?”

CRACK!

“I’m sorry!” she sobbed. “I’m so, so sorry! P-please forgive me!”

CRACK!

“Why should I forgive you?”

“I’ll do anything!” she moaned.

“You’ll let my Man fuck you up the ass with his big dick?” I demanded.

“Yes!”

“You’ll let me pound your pussy hard with a massive dildo that stretches you out to your limits!”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

“You’ll beg on the floor like a dirty bitch for us to use your body for our pleasure!”

“YES!” she howled. Her welted butt-cheeks flexed. Then she slipped off the couch and fell down on the floor. She stared up at us, tears streaking down her face. Her mascara ran, leaning black stains down her cheeks. She looked like such a mess. “Please, please use my body for your pleasure. I’m a dirty bitch that needs to be fucked hard!”

I threw down the coat hanger.

“Will you put my V-shaped dildo into my cunt so I can fuck you, whore?” I purred, my pussy on fire.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

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I smiled as Michaela pushed the red dildo into my Natalie’s pussy. The older sister shuddered, her large tits swaying from side to side. They smacked together. She let out a throaty sound as the ridged shaft penetrated deeper and deeper into her cunt until it was seated all the way in her.

The other end of the dildo thrust out before her like a cock ready to fuck. It was thick and long, far bigger than the end in Natalie’s pussy. It was the sort of toy that she liked to fuck bitches with and really stretch out their cunts.

My dick throbbed, eager to plunder her asshole. Fucking a bitch in the ass without lube was an experience. She would feel every burning thrust of my cock into her asshole. It would remind her that she was being punished. I stroked myself, eager for that moment, my balls full of all the cum I would pump into the bratty sister’s asshole.

“There,” she moaned. “Now will you two fuck my body like the dirty bitch I am!”

“Gladly,” Natalie said. She moved to the recliner and sat down on it. She shuddered, her dildo waving up in the air before her. She shuddered, the toy shifting around in her cunt. She leaned back like a queen on the throne. “Do you want to mount this big, thick dildo so it can stretch out that tight cunt of yours and ruin it?”

“Yes,” the brat moaned. “I do. Oh, god, I do!”

She flung herself at Natalie. My lover groaned as the brat adjusted the thick end of the dildo so she could impale her cunt on it. She then thrust herself down it. She gasped, her back arching. Her fiery hair swayed down her back as she took inch after inch of that thick shaft into her cunt.

“Oh, my god,” she moaned. “It’s so huge. Holy shit, it’s stretching me out.”

Her welted ass clenched as she groaned and strained to take that massive dildo. My lusts swelled. I moved in to enjoy that tight asshole. I would fuck her so hard. I would pound her until she squealed her head off.

She bottomed out on the dildo, panting. I moved up behind her and pressed my cock into butt-crack. Her tight rump squeezed about me. Then I slid my dick down and down. I moved it until I was nuzzling against her asshole.

She gasped as she felt my dick right on her backdoor. She groaned, squirming in place. She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes wide. She bit her lower lip and quivered there as I pressed my cock right on her naughty butthole.

Then she gasped as I penetrated her. She whimpered, squeezing her tight sheath around my dick. Her face scrunched up. She gasped as inch after inch of my dick slid into her bowels. She groaned, her face scrunching up.

“Oh, my god, it hurts,” she whimpered.

“Good,” Natalie moaned. “You wanted to be a dirty bitch and get used by us, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I did!” Michaela moaned. “Oh, god, keep sliding that cock into me. Keep using my butthole. I can take it.”

“Now ride me!” gasped my lover. “Work that cunt up and down my dildo, dirty bitch. You promised to do it, didn’t you!”

Michaela’s bowels clenched around my dick. “Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned and then slid up her sister’s dildo. “I did promise. I’m such a dirty bitch. Use me. Fuck me!”

“Gladly,” I growled, grabbing her hips.

As she worked her pussy up that huge dildo, I drew back my cock through her tight, velvety depths. She whimpered, her bowels squeezing around me. She felt incredible. My dick drank in the rough friction. Then I slammed into her asshole again. Unlubed, it too more force.

Gave me more pleasure.

My balls cracked into her flesh. I groaned, savoring that wicked delight. Her velvety sheath gripped me as she gasped in pain. Her welted butt-cheeks rippled as I drew back. I grinned; it was my turn to spank her.

“Oh, my fucking god,” she whimpered as she slammed down her sister’s dildo. “He’s so huge. He’s fucking my butt without any lube.”

“Yes, he is!” Natalie moaned with such malicious delight. “Ooh, you nasty whore, work that cunt up and down my dildo. Yes, yes, just ride me. Oh, my god, yes. You’re going to make me cum, you nasty slut. Going to make me and my man cum hard!”

“I will!” Michaela whimpered, her bowels squeezing around me. “Oh, god, I will. Use my dirty body.”

“Such a dirty body!” I growled, hammering her bowels.

I savored that velvety friction. It flowed around my dick. It felt incredible about me. I groaned, throwing back my head as I plowed into her again and again. I fucked her with powerful strokes. I pounded her hard, savoring the way her velvety sheath gripped me.

It was incredible. I loved it. My dick ached and throbbed in her tight sheath. Her dry bowels clenched around me. I felt the heat from her welted ass every time I drilled to the hilt in her bowels. I reveled in that warmth while savoring her moans and gasps.

I swept my hands around her body as my balls smacked into her flesh. They swelled with my cum. I would pump her full of my jizz. My hands grabbed her tits. I gripped her little breasts. I squeezed them. Kneaded them.

“Don’t you hate having small tits?” I growled, thrusting into her.

“I do!” she moaned. “I hate it!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Natalie. “But don’t you think boob jobs are just disgusting?”

“Yes, they are!” Michaela moaned, her bowels clamping down on my thrusting dick, massaging my aching tip.

“So I guess that means you’re stuck with those nasty, itty bitty tits, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am!” she moaned. “I’ll never have big boobs like my sister.”

“Nope!” Natalie groaned. “Oh, fuck, yes, ride that dildo. You’re stirring it around in my cunt.”

“Mmm, yes,” I growled, hammering Michaela’s bowels hard. “You’re going to make us both cum, bitch.”

“Good!” whimpered Michaela.

I pounded her asshole harder and harder. I pumped in her with all my force, reveling in the pleasure. She whimpered and groaned, bucking as her pussy took that huge dildo and her asshole took my thick dick.

Over Michaela’s shoulders, I watched the pleasure grow and grow on Natalie’s face. I knew she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm. She was climbing towards that moment when she would have a huge climax.

I grinned, wanting her to have that moment.

I pinched Michaela’s nipples. I twisted them. She gasped, her bowels clamping down on my dick. She arched her back and rubbed into my chest. Her moans echoed through the living room as we used her as our living fuck toy.

My dick pounded into her asshole. It was so hot fucking her tight asshole. I reveled in it, hurtling towards that explosive climax. I would have such a huge one. I would spurt all my jizz into her bowels. It would be incredible.

“Yes, yes, yes!” moaned Natalie. “I’m going to cum. Keep riding my dildo, you little slut and… and… Yes!”

My lover bucked. Her little sister made her cum again. The pleasure rippled across Natalie’s face. I loved the sight. The recliner groaned as she thrashed. Her green eyes squeezed shut as she gasped out her pleasure.

I kept fucking Michaela, hammering her bowels. Every stroke brought me closer and closer to dumping my jizz into the little brat’s bowels. I would pump her full of so much cum. I would flood her to the hilt. It would be incredible.

“You nasty, little bitch!” gasped Natalia. “Making us cum is all your good for. Oh, you filthy cunt, yes!”

My balls smacked into her as Natalie writhed through her pleasure. She was so gorgeous when she came. I loved watching her face contort in bliss. I pinched Michaela’s nipples harder. I twisted them, savoring the way her bowels tightened around my dick.

“Now make my man cum, whore!” hissed Natalie.

“I will!” moaned the little sister.

“You want to beg for his jizz, don’t you?” Natalie moaned.

“Yes! Please, please, cum in my asshole. I need your jizz in me. Please!”

“Fuck, yes, you do, cunt!” I snarled and slammed to the hilt in her bowels.

My cock erupted. My jizz pumped hot out of my dick. The spunk fired over and over. Spurt after spurt after spurt of my cum pumped into her bowels. My balls unloaded far more than a man ever could.

The pleasure hammered my mind as I pumped away at her. She groaned, trembling between us. Her welted ass rubbed into my crotch. I shuddered with each eruption of cum. The pleasure hammered my mind. So much jizz flooded out of me.

I pumped her full, panting and groaning. I loved every moment of it. This little bitch was learning her place. A thing to be used. By me. Her sister. By anyone I allowed. I had plans. Oh, yes, she had to pay. She had wrong so many people.

Including her father.

Things had to be set right.

“Fuck,” I groaned as I spurted the last of my cum into her bowels. Then I ripped out of her asshole.

Her sphincter gaped open. It swam with her white cum. It filled her up. I grinned at the sight of it, loving how she brimmed with all that spunk. My chest rose and fell. My heart pounded fast in my chest. A wild beat. I shuddered, my dick throbbing. This was just the best.

I loved every moment of it.

With a groan, she slid her pussy up and up and up that dildo. She groaned when she popped off. Jizz squeezed out of her butt-cheeks as she almost fell to the ground. Her legs were rubbery. She hadn’t cum from it. She was being punished.

“Slut, is ass to pussy the most disgusting and filthy thing you’ve ever heard of?” I asked.

She shuddered. “Yes, it is. I can’t believe anyone would even do that.”

“So you would be utterly humiliated to have a dick, fresh from your asshole, slam into your cunt?” I continued, my dick throbbing.

Natalie let out a purring sound of delight.

“Yes, I absolutely would be,” groaned Michaela. Her face blanched. “I’ll never do it, though. That’s just nasty.”

“But you’re a nasty slut, right?”

“Yes,” she said, shivering.

“Even though it’s the most disgusting and humiliating thing in the world, after a cock’s fucked you in the ass, you’re just such a nasty bitch that you would fall to your knees and beg for that dick to fuck you in the pussy, right?” It was hard getting that all in one question.

“Yes, I would,” she said and then groaned. “Oh, god, no. I don’t want to, but… but…” She fell to her knees before me, cum bubbling out of her butthole and running down to her taint. Sounding utterly humiliated, she moaned, “Please, please, will you fuck your dirty cock into my pussy?”

“Oh, my god, you’re that much of a nasty cunt?” Natalie asked. “I had no idea.”

“Yes, I am that much of a nasty cunt,” sobbed the bitch.

I fell to my knees and grinned, bringing my dirty dick to her pussy. I pushed it right against her cuntlips. They were raw from being stretched out by Natalie’s dildo. I pressed into her slowly. Letting her feel every last filthy inch of my cock penetrating into her twat.

Michaela moaned. She trembled there as I slowly plowed into her cunt. I groaned at her tight, silky, hot flesh engulfing me. Her juicy twat squeezed about me, buffing my dick. She sobbed as I went deeper and deeper into her.

“Why are you crying?” Natalie asked. “Because you’re realizing just how disgusting you are?”

“Y-Yes,” she moaned. “That cock was just in my asshole and now… now I want it in my pussy.”

“Mmm, it was,” Natalie moaned. “You’re just that filthy. So filthy, I bet you could cum on that dirty dick fucking your cunt, right?”

“Yes.” Michaela’s twat squeezed around my dick. “Oh, yes, I could cum. That’s how d-disgusting and n-nasty I am.”

“Mmm, enjoy, sister,” Natalie said, kneeling down before Michaela and watching.

Michaela’s pussy grew hotter. Juicier. She wiggled her hips as I drew back. I shuddered, savoring her bathing my dick in her frothy cream. I drew back and she clamped down, buffing my dick clean. I loved it. My balls ached and throbbed.

Then I thrust back into her cunt. I plowed hard into her pussy. The heat swept down my cock. I groaned, savoring the pleasure that flowed through me. It was amazing. My hands gripped her hips as I pumped away at her juicy pussy.

I savored her buffing my cock clean. “That’s it, you nasty whore. You love getting fucked by a dirty dick, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, it’s so disgusting. I’m so filthy for loving this, but… but… I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum on a dirty dick!”

“Yes, you are,” Natalie moaned, sounding so eager. “Mmm, and I’ll have a special treat for you when you do.”

Special treat?

Intrigued, I fucked the slut faster. I pounded Michaela’s cunt, driving into her juicy and hot flesh. The eighteen-year-old whore squeezed her snatch around me. Her barely legal flesh massaged my dick. I plunged to the hilt in her and pulled back.

More cum dribbled out of her butthole. It matted her crack. I loved the sight of my handiwork. It inspired me to thrust harder and harder. To really fuck the slut. I pounded her with every thrust, reaming that tight cunt. I buried to the hilt in her again and again.

Michaela moaned. Gasped. Her hot pussy clenched around my dick, massaging me. The pleasure flowed through me. I savored it. I groaned, pumping away at her. I loved every second of plowing into her. I would have such a huge orgasm.

I would fire all my cum into her twat. I would pump her snatch full of all the spunk I wanted. It would be glorious. My strokes came hard and fast. I plowed into her with passion. I buried to the hit in her again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Fuck my dirty cunt! Oh, I’m going to cum on this dick like the nasty whore I am!”

“Yes,” whimpered Natalie. “Oh, Sir, this is so wonderful. I love you!”

I smiled at her as I fucked her sister’s cunt. “Love you.”

Her smile dazzled.

I drank it in as I slammed into her sister’s twat. That juicy sheath squeezed around me. The pressure swelled in my balls. I groaned, slamming harder and faster. I buried to the hilt in that tight sheath, my dick throbbing and aching. I would have such a huge orgasm. I would pump my jizz into Michaela’s juicy cunt.

She would be leaking my jizz. Perfect for the next phase of her punishment. I shuddered, thrusting hard and fast into her. I buried over and over into her cunt. Her juicy snatch squeezed about me, massaging me.

“Oh, damn, yes!” I growled. “I’m going to cum in you, whore!”

“Good!” she moaned. “Oh, I need it. I… I… Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my dick.

I thrust into that spasming cunt as Michaela gasped out in delight. Her pleasure swelled through her. She came on my dirty dick. Her hot flesh writhed around me as I drew back. The pressure swelled to the tip of my dick.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled and buried back into her.

I erupted.

The pleasure slammed through my body. Another amazing orgasm surged through me. It was fantastic. I groaned, loving every second of it. The bliss slammed through my body. It burst across my thoughts. I groaned, my dick unloading again and again.

I filled her cunt with my jizz. I basted her tight, young pussy with every drop of cum I had. I threw back my head, snarling as my balls flooded her. The pleasure blazed through my body. I growled through clenched teeth.

“Oh, Sir, you’re flooding my bratty sister!” moaned Natalie. “She’s so ready for her present.”

“Yes, she is!” I growled and fired the last blast of my cum.

Then I ripped out of the slut, eager to see it.

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Natalie

When the Man finished cumming in my sister’s pussy, I stood before her and asked, “Would you drink my piss like the dirty whore you are?”
“Y-yes, Natalie,” she sobbed. She pressed her face up into my shaved pussy, eager for her present.

I closed my eyes, relaxed my bladder, and pissed into my little sister’s mouth.

It was almost orgasmic feeling my urine flood out of me. The Man watched me as I groaned, savoring using the slut’s mouth as my toilet. The urine streamed in hard, splashing on the back of her throat.

She gulped it down.

I savored her every swallow. I trembled, reveling in every last moment of her drinking down my piss. It was so satisfying to hear. My breasts swayed there. I groaned and shuddered. Tingles of pleasure rippled through me.

“You nasty, piss-drinking whore!” I moaned. “Mmm, yes, yes, drink down that golden shower.”

She did. She drank it all down. I shuddered as I squeezed on my bladder, forcing out every drop of my urine I could into my little sister’s mouth. She swallowed it down. I shuddered and swayed, loving every second of it.

“There you are,” I said. “Just what you need, right?”

“Yes, Natalie,” she moaned.

“Mmm, because you know that you’re a nasty, disgusting, filthy, little bitch, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” she whimpered. “I’m a nasty, disgusting, filthy, little bitch who takes dirty dicks in my cunt and drinks my sister’s piss.”

“Perfect,” I said, shivering in delight. I glanced at the Man, wondering what he’d do now. How would he complete her punishment?

“Now,” the Man said to my sister, “you are going to get dressed, but no bra or panties, and go out into the community and apologize to those you’ve wronged. You are going to keep following your commands. You are going to stop being a lying bitch, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I will,” she moaned. “I will stop being a lying bitch.”

“Perfect,” the Man said.

I gave him a curious look, my body trembling from the fun we’d had. He grinned at me and then he concentrated on me. “Natalie, no one is going to see us until I say otherwise. They’ll all ignore us. They’ll look around us.”

“What?” I gasped as I heard my sister getting dressed upstairs.

Then she burst back in wearing a tank top and a skirt, her face a mess. She had cum leaking down her thighs. She blinked and looked around the living room as if she was missing something. She peered right past me and then the Man.

“She didn’t even say goodbye,” Michaela said and walked past me like I wasn’t there.

The Man extended his hand. “Well, shall we observe the little cunt in the wild and see just what happens to her?”

“Yes,” I moaned and took his arm, my pussy on fire. Together, we followed my bitchy sister out of the house to see her punishment continue.

I had no idea what would happen to her, but I couldn’t wait to see it.

To be continued…

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