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I marched into the Sampsons’ house. I was still unseen. I hadn’t rescinded that command from around myself or from about my love, Natalie. My heart beat with excitement. I was getting closer and closer to this decision that had been swirling in the back of my mind.

Natalie’s bratty sister’s humiliation continued. I had sent Michaela out in the world to see what would happen to her. She had to answer every yes or no question with yes, and then believe or do whatever she’d agreed to. She’d gone from a bitchy cunt to a piss-drinking whore who knew she was as disgusting as they came.

“I’m going to fuck that bitch cunt!” said the older of the Sampson brothers. Their mother was on the couch, a pleased smile on her face from getting her cunt eaten out and from making Michaela drink piss.

The redheaded, small-breasted girl was already lifting her rump. She was so convinced she was a nasty whore, she didn’t even need the question. She would just do it. This made me so hard despite just cumming in my sweet Natalie.

Having stamina was another of my powers,

“Sampson boys, go fuck your mother,” I said. “Pound her hard.” I glanced at her. “You’re a slut, too, aren’t you, Mrs. Sampson. You just want to be fucked by your sons.”

“Oh, boys, come fuck me instead of that filthy whore,” Mrs. Sampson said in her beer-stained nightgown.

They couldn’t see me, but they responded to my commands.

“Michaela, don’t you have someone you really have to apologize to? Your father? Don’t you need to go to him right now?”

She blinked and I could see her realizing it.

“You’ll walk there naked. You can wear shoes and socks. Nothing else. Everyone who passes you will call you disgusting things. You know you are those things and that you deserve it.”

“Oh, yes, yes!” gasped Natalie. “Ooh, this is perfect, Sir. Why do you always know what to do to punish her!”

“Because I love you,” I said, standing up.

The effect on Natalie was devastating. She squealed in girlish delight, her face going as red as her hair. Her naked, G-cup titties bounced with all their silicone perfection. Then she threw herself at me and rained kisses all over my face.

I held her to me, loving the feel of her against me. Her firm breasts and hard nipples and supple body felt amazing. Her lips burned across my face as she squealed in delight. I couldn’t help but smile. There was something to be said about finding that right person. I had believed I would live my life alone.

This was better.

“Now,” I said, “We need to get to your father’s place before this slut does. And I need to call your mother.”

Natalie nodded in complete agreement.

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Michaela

“What a filthy slut!” a woman gasped. “Stay away from her, Mark, she might rot off your cock just going by her.”

The woman pulled her boyfriend away.

“God, she is one rancid bitch. Just walking around town with that slut-cunt out.” Mark spat. It struck my ass.

The words were true. I was a rancid bitch. I had a slut-cunt that drooled as I walked. Juices ran down my thighs. I wanted every man and woman I passed to use me. To piss in my mouth or on my tits. To flood my twat with jizz or fuck my asshole with a hard cock. They could spank me. Spit on me. Just hose me down with their urine.

Instead, they just insulted me. Spoke the truth.

I was all these things. I had to get to my father’s apartment. He lived miles away. In the bad part of town. I had done something horrible to him. Worse than anything else I’d done in my selfish cunt of a life.

I had accused him of molesting me.

The accusation had destroyed my parents’ marriage. He nearly went to prison, but I begged Mom not to press charges. I didn’t want things to go that far. I was just tired of him not doing what I wanted. He wasn’t like Mom. I couldn’t manipulate him as easily as her. He saw through me.

So he had to go.

“You’re a filthy cunt!” a woman hissed and spat right on my naked, right tit. A little, disgusting boob. Not big, lush breasts like my older sister had.

“I am a filthy cunt,” I said, nodding. “You have no idea.”

She smacked her purse in my ass. “Keep walking, slut! I don’t want to see your disgusting body parading down this street.”

“Your tits are fucking tiny, ho!” a Black guy said, sitting out on the stoop. He shook his head. “Flat-chested little White ho-bag. Keep walking. Don’t want to look at you!”

I kept walking, tears streaming down my cheek. I deserved all these insults.

The neighborhood grew worse and worse as I came closer and closer to where my dad lived. More and more people accosted me. Homeless men squirted piss at me from their allies and sneering thugs spanked my ass and told me to get my skank cunt out of the neighborhood before I stunk it up.

I was scared and burning with shame. Women spat on me. One slapped my cheek. “Trying to whore around with our men! Get out of here!”

I just kept walking, my small titties jiggling before me. I was so filthy. So low. I didn’t deserve my father’s forgiveness. What I did to him was so wrong. So disgusting. I just deserved whatever he did to me.

I reached his apartment complex, the Concordia Arms. Despite the grand name, it was a run-down shithole. There were a few Mexicans smoking cigarettes on the concrete steps. They waved the air before them as I threaded between them to get past them and up to the second floor.

“¡Puta tiene un coño rancio!” one said, the Spanish spilling over me. I didn’t know what he said, save puta, but I knew it was demeaning.

“Sorry,” I muttered.

An empty beer can struck my rump. “¡Sigue caminando, puta!”

I hurried up the stairs. I went down to apartment 205 and then fell to my knees on the old welcome mat out front. It was squishy, damp from the weather. My skin crawled as I knocked on the door. Several hard raps.

“What?” barked an annoyed man.

The door wrenched open. I stared up at my father. He looked older since I last saw him five years ago. He wore a pair of boxers and a white tank top that stretched over the start of a beer gut. His hair was balding now, his face wrinkled.

“Michaela?” he asked and then blanched. “What are you doing here, you fucking little cunt? Here to get me arrested for molesting your ass again?”

“I’m here to apologize for being a bitch.”

He seized me by the hair. I gasped as he yanked me into his apartment. I whimpered from the pain, crawling behind him. Heat burned across my scalp. Tears burst from my eye as he dragged me towards his couch, kicking the door shut.

BANG!

I jumped at the loud sound.

“I’m sorry for lying about you molesting me and having Mom kick you out,” I sobbed. “I’m a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch. I’m a terrible cunt for doing that. Just the worst whore in the world. I’m sorry, Dad. Is there anything that I can do to make it up. Anything, Dad.”

He stared down at me. “Anything? Would you let me fuck that lying, bitch ass of yours like you claimed I did?”

“Yes, Dad,” I said and instantly turned around. I bent over and thrust my rump up into the air. I grabbed my butt-cheeks and parted them, feeling my asshole exposed to his gaze. “Fuck my lying, bitch ass, Daddy!”

“Goddamn,” he muttered. “You really are a fucking whore, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned. “I am a fucking whore. I’ll prove it. Fuck my lying, bitch ass!”

“Oh, I will,” he growled. “You fucking ruined my life. You’re a goddamn, selfish cunt!”

“I know, Daddy. I’m so sorry. That’s why I’m here.” My fingers dug harder into my butt-cheeks. I pulled them even further apart, feeling my asshole spreading open.

“Shit,” he growled. “Your mother still thinks I’m a piece of shit who raped your ass!” He fell to his knees. “I’ve been getting hell for it for years, and I never even got to enjoy that tight ass.”

“You will now!” I moaned. “I’m so sorry. Rape my lying, bitch ass, Daddy!”

“Daddy…” He pressed his cock between my butt-cheeks. “Yeah, call me daddy as I pound that tight ass. I bet you’ll love it, won’t you? No matter how much it hurts, you’ll love it, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, knowing it was true.

He pressed his cock against my asshole. No lube. I shuddered as he thrust. He rammed his cock deep into my asshole. It hurt. Pain flared in my bowels without any lube. My anal ring burst with agony. The burning plunged deep into my bowels.

And despite it hurting, I liked it. My pussy fed on the agony. I was so fucked up. Some sort of masochistic whore getting off on the pain of my daddy ass-fucking me. I shuddered there, squeezing my bowels around him.

He plunged deeper and deeper, ramming into my tight asshole. He reamed me out. It was insane. I couldn’t believe how much it hurt. Nor how much I enjoyed the pain. Tears fell down from my eyes as he drew back.

“Daddy!” I squealed as the pain blazed in my bowels. My cunt dripped whore juices down my thighs.

“Yeah, you love it, you fucking whore!” he snarled, burying his cock back into my bowels.
The pain flared again, the agony melting to my pussy. I gasped, tears spilling down my cheeks. It hurt so good. I squeezed my bowels around him, drinking in the burning fires raging in my asshole. He gripped my hips and fucked me.

“Yes, yes, you wanted me to rape your ass, didn’t you?” he snarled.

“Yes, daddy!” I moaned. “I want you to rape my ass!”

“Fuck, yes!”

I shuddered as Daddy pumped away at me. He fucked me hard and fast. He rammed that dick into my burning bowels. The more it hurt, the more I felt like a depraved slut. It fed my growing orgasm as he raped my asshole.

He fucked over and over into my bowels, pounding me. I gasped and moaned, sobbing and crying out in pleasure. The two swirled around in me. Agony and ecstasy. They mixed and danced together in my pussy. My cunt drank it in.

Reveled in it.

Tears fell down on my hands before me. I rocked back into his thrusts. I drove my blazing asshole down his cock. I squeezed about him, increasing the pain and his pleasure. He grunted. Growled. His heavy balls smacked into me.

“God, I haven’t had a woman since your lies!” he snarled. “Fuck, yes! I’m going to cum in that bitch ass of yours!”

“Cum in me, Daddy!” I begged, my pussy molten with pleasure. My asshole screamed in agony. His cock rammed into me again and again. “Pound my tight, bitch ass and cum in me!”

His hands slid up and down my body, caressing me as he pounded me. He drove that incestuous cock over and over into my bowels. He filled me up again and again. I gasped and moaned, reveling in this pleasure. It swept through me. Over me. It was insane.

I wiggled my hips from side to side. I whimpered and moaned, savoring this pleasure. It surged over me. I would have such a huge orgasm on his dick. I would just explode with rapture. It would be amazing.

I squeezed down on him. I wiggled my hips from side to side, savoring that wonderful delight reaming into me. It was a treat to enjoy. A wonderful delight. I fucked back into him, savoring his dick plundering me over and over again.

Daddy fucked me hard. He pounded me with such prowess. He grunted as he raped my asshole. The pain blazed in my asshole. The pleasure built my pussy. I whimpered, moaned, sobbed. Tears ran hot down my cheeks as cunt cream dripped down my thighs.

“Daddy!”I howled. “I’m going to cum on your cock! I’m that much of a sick and twisted whore! It hurts, and I love it!”

“You fucking slut!” he snarled. “Let me feel how much of a disgusting whore you are! Cum on my dick! Do that for your daddy, bitch!”

He slammed his cock to the hilt in me. My ass burned with the pain. My pussy surged with the pleasure. I threw back my head, my fingers clawing at the carpet. My orgasm burst through my body. A mighty blast of ecstasy.

My aching asshole spasmed around his cock as he drew back. Pussy cream gushed out of my spasming cunt and flooded down my thighs. I shuddered and moaned, my body trembling as he rammed his dick to the hilt in my bowels.

“Holy shit, Michaela, you are a disgusting whore!” Daddy cried.

His hot cum fired into my asshole.

“Daddy!” I howled, my bowels writhing and spasming around his dick. “I am!”

The pleasure melted the pain blazing in my ass. His hot cum pumped into my raw bowels, soothing more of the agony. I shuddered, my anal sheath milking his cock as I trembled through the ecstasy flooding through me.

He grunted and groaned every time he came in my bitch ass. I pleased him. I’d finally done something nice for him. I was such a terrible daughter. The worst human being in the whole world. I shuddered, my mind melting beneath humiliating rapture.

“Daddy! Daddy! I’m so fucking sorry!”

“You will be, slut!” he growled.

As I climaxed, I thought I heard whispering. It almost sounded like, “Piss in her asshole.” But there was no one else here but Daddy and me.

With a loud groan, daddy flooded my asshole with more than cum. I felt his piss streaming into my bowels. I gasped, my bowels stinging from the urine. I felt my asshole ballooning up as he unloaded all his urine in me.

“That’s what you’re good for!” he growled. “A fucking piss-toilet!”

“Yes, Daddy!” I moaned and then came again.

My asshole writhed around his pissing cock. The urine squeezed out around his dick and ran down to my cunt. I shuddered, the depraved pleasure washing through my mind. My body trembled, stars dancing before my vision.

I was such a disgusting and filthy whore. I whimpered there, my breasts jiggling as he unleashed the last of his piss in me. I leaned my head down and panted, sucking in deep breaths as my orgasm hit that peak.

“Now suck my cock clean, bitch,” he growled.

“Yes, Daddy,” I moaned.

I turned around, pulling his softening cock out of my asshole. It brimmed with piss and cum. More trickled down to my bitch cunt. His dick dripped with urine. I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his cock.

I tasted the acrid flavor of his urine and the sour flavor of my bowels. I sucked without hesitation. My pussy clenched at the depraved humiliation. Only a filthy, nasty cunt like me would enjoy sucking her daddy’s cock like this.

I closed my eyes and reveled in the filthy flavors.

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Natalie

“Oh, god, she’s such a nasty bitch,” I moaned, staring at my little sister sucking on Daddy’s cock. He was looking so happy, though. He was having fun humiliating her. “Telling him to piss in her ass as amazing, Sir.”

The Man grinned down at me.

Feeling inspired by my sister’s sucking, I brought the man’s dick to my mouth. It, too, was fresh from an ass. My naughty bowels brimmed with the Man’s most recent load of cum. I licked at the tip, savoring my earthy flavor.

I was honored to suck his cock clean. I loved the Man. I would do anything for him. He was amazing. How could I not do this for him when he did so much for me. He punished my bullies who’d hurt me in the past. He made them pay.

Now he was giving my father joy.

I loved him so much. And he loved me.

My body buzzed from that wonderful high. As I listened to the disgusting sounds my little sister made as she polished our father’s cock, I slid my lips over the Man’s thick dick. The sour flavor of my bowels increased across my taste buds.

I squeezed my eyes shut and suckled. I nursed on him. The Man groaned, loving what I was doing to him. His hands slid through my red hair. He caressed me as I worked more and more of his cock into my mouth.

“That’s it, you little whore,” Daddy groaned. “Yes, yes, Michaela, you’re just a fucking whore. Not like your sister. She’s a good girl. But you… You’re a jealous bitch.”

Yes, she was.

Michaela couldn’t answer. She had a mouthful of cock, after all. So she just had to suck on his dick and moan her delight. I smiled around the Man’s shaft. This was so wonderful. Just the best day of my life.

I sucked on the Man’s cock, buffing off the sour flavor of my asshole. I cleaned his dick with relish, bobbing my head and taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. He stood over me, so strong and powerful.

“Natalie,” he panted. “Damn, that’s good.”

Joy shivered through me.

“Mmm, just suck on that dick. You’re going to get that salty cum you crave, Natalie,” the Man said.

“I’m going to flood that bitch mouth of your with jizz, whore!” Daddy said.

My pussy clenched at that. Michaela had earned every nasty word he said.

My sister sucked harder. Louder. She moaned, blowing Daddy with such sloppy passion. I loved what the Man had done to my bratty sister. My pussy dripped with excitement. Jizz bubbled out of my asshole and trickled down my taint.

I wiggled, feeling so excited. My tongue danced around the Man’s crown. The taste of my sour asshole dwindled more and more. So I slid my mouth further down his cock. My tongue caressed around his shaft, finding more of my earthy musk to buff off.

The Man smiled down at me. He stroked my hair as I cleaned his dick. I took another inch of him, his cock pressing at the back of my throat. I had to polish his entire shaft clean. I had to show him how much I loved him.

Deeds screamed louder than words.

“Damn, Natalie,” he groaned as I swallowed the tip of his cock. I worked him down my gullet. “You are always so ready to please.”

I was.

My pussy clenched, drinking in the excitement of blowing his dirty cock. I sucked hard on him and moaned, my vocal cords vibrating around his thick dick. He groaned louder, his shaft twitching in my throat.

I slid lower and lower. Finally, my lips and nose were in his pubic hair. I had all of the Man’s cock down my throat. It was amazing. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and forth. Drool ran down my chin. It would be amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes, you filthy whore!” Dad growled. “Take that cock. You are a deep-throating slut!”

I heard the smack of balls into flesh. Daddy must be fucking his cock down Michaela’s throat. She gurgled and slurped, making such obscene sounds that fit a nasty slut like her. I shuddered, sucking hard on the Man’s cock as I rose up him.

His dick twitched in my mouth. I slid my lips further and further up his cock. He slid out of my gullet. My tongue bathed his crown. He shuddered, his fist tightening in my hair. I knew he would soon be giving me all that yummy cum of his.

“Goddamn, you nasty whore!” Daddy growled. “I’m going to dump all my jizz down that throat of yours.”

My pussy clenched. I sucked hard.

“You want him to do that, don’t you?” the Man asked me.

I whimpered and nodded around him, sucking hard on his cock. He smiled at me. His face twisted with pleasure. His dick throbbed in my mouth. His orgasm was approaching. That made me so happy. I wiggled my hips from side to side, loving the sounds coming from Daddy and my whore-sister.

“Shit, yes!” Daddy snarled. “That’s it. Take it!”

I shuddered and moaned listening to Daddy pumping his cum down my sister’s throat. I sucked with all my might on the Man’s yummy dick. He groaned. His face twisted with pleasure. My tongue slid around his crown.

“Natalie, fuck!” he growled.

Jizz fired into my mouth.

“Take my spunk, you nasty whore!” Daddy cried out. “Yes, yes, you’re getting it all in your stomach. You fucking love it.”

Michaela whimpered.

I gulped down the Man’s cum. He pumped spurt after spurt of his salty jizz into my mouth. I reveled in it, staring up at him. He snarled out his pleasure, his cock throbbing. That thick and creamy jizz poured down my throat. It was so yummy. Just an absolute treat to enjoy.

He groaned out, staring down at me with such hunger in his eyes. I shuddered, loving every moment of this. I sucked out hard, drawing out those final spurts. He always gave me just the right amount of spunk.

I loved the Man with all my heart.

“Damn, Natalie,” he panted. “That was incredible.”

I slid my lips off of him. “You inspire me to be so wicked.”

He laughed. “I’m glad to be a corrupting influence on you.”

“So corrupting.” I glanced over at my sister swallowing the last of Daddy’s cum. “Look what we’re doing to her. I want to see her degraded even more. She’s just the worst.”

“Yes, she is.” He smiled. “Your daughter is such a whore that you know she needs to be disciplined. Her bitch-mouth won’t stop you from doing what you should have all those years ago.”

“Fuck, you need to be disciplined,” Dad said. He ripped his cock out of my slut-sister’s mouth. “Your bitch-mouth isn’t going to stop me from doing what I should have done all those years ago.”

I smiled in delight. “Sir, may I ride your cock while I watch this happy delight.”

“Yes, you may.”

A shiver ran through me. This day was so amazing. Joy suffused every bit of me.

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Michaela

Daddy yanked me towards the end of the couch by my hair. He threw me over the end of it. I gasped as it hit my stomach. I coughed from the impact, my burning asshole clenching. I still throbbed from the hard fucking he’d given me.

“You deserve this, don’t you, whore?” Daddy snarled.

“Yes, Daddy, I do!” I moaned.

He spat in his hands and rubbed them together. Then he grinned and drew back his hand. My welted ass clenched. The air whistled.

CRACK!

His hand landed with a stinging slap. I gasped, my ass, still hurting from being whipped by the coat hanger, clenched. This was a different pain. Not as sharp, but more diffused. I felt it across most of my rump.

“Daddy!” I moaned, feeling it in my cunt, too. It excited me. “I’m such a bad slut. Spank me! Punish me. I deserve it and worse!”

CRACK!

“Yes, you do, you little whore!” he growled.

CRACK!

“You tried to ruin my life, you fucking cunt!”

CRACK!

“I did, Daddy!” I moaned. “I’m so so—”

CRACK!

“Sorry!” | The pain blazed across my ass. It burned so hot from his spanks. I squirmed on the armrest. I groaned and gasped, the heat raging through me. It hurt so much. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from side to side. The heat burned down to my pussy. Juices ran down my thighs.

CRACK!

“Nasty whore!”

CRACK!

“Dirty slut!”

CRACK!

“You could have sent me to prison, you fucking bitch!”

CRACK!

“I’m so sorry, Daddy!” I sobbed. The pain hurt so much. Tears fell down my cheeks. They ran hot as I squirmed. My juices dribbled just as hot down my thighs. “I’m a diseased and terrible whore! I’m the worst! Spank me!”

Daddy spat on my ass. It almost sizzled on my burning flesh. “You are!”

CRACK!

“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, trembling there. My pussy clenched. “Daddy! Daddy! I’m such a bitch!”

CRACK!

“And you’re going to tell your mother the truth. She threw me out because she believed I was a monster who would rape my own daughter in the ass! But you’re not really a daughter. You’re a bitch. A cunt. A thing to be used. It’s okay to fuck you in the ass, isn’t it?”

CRACK!

“Yes, Daddy!”

CRACK!

“So you’re going to tell your mother the truth, aren’t you?”

CRACK!

“Yes, I will!” I howled, my ass a mass of burning pain. “Right now! I’ll go home and tell her!”

“That’s right,” he snarled. I thought I heard whispering and then Daddy moved away from me.

I stood up, my ass burning. I had to go tell mother what I’d done.

“Stop!” he spat. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To tell Mom the truth!” My ass clenched, still aching his fury. “That’s what you want.”

“We’re going,” he said. He marched up to me with a leash and a collar. “You’re a bitch, right? So why are you standing up?”

“Yes, I am a bitch!” I moaned and then knelt down.

Daddy put the collar around my neck like the bitch I was. My pussy grew so hot. He cinched it tight and then led me to the door. I crawled after him. He threw it open. I winced at the rough, pebbly walkway. It hurt my knees and palms. But I kept crawling, scurrying to keep up with him. He jerked on it every time I went too slow, the collar pulling on my neck.

He headed down the stairs. I crawled after, my knees throbbing. Tears beaded in my eyes. The Mexicans were still there. They laughed at me as I went by. One smacked my ass. Pain burned through me.

I yelped.

They laughed.

Dad kept going.

I had to crawl across gravel, wincing at the sharp rocks poking at me. But it wasn’t far. Soon I was crawling into his car, scrabbling into the passenger seat. I sat there, my ass blazing. It hurt to sit there. Daddy backed out and drove us home.

Mom was waiting for us when he pulled into the driveway. She stood in her work clothes, a black skirt and a white blouse. Her red hair fell about her features. She looked a lot like Natalie, but older. She glared at us.

“I hear this little bitch has something to say to me,” Mom hissed.

I flinched at that. She had never looked at me like this. She had always been the one I had manipulated. I had always kept her wrapped around my pinkie finger. If I cried, she was so eager to protect her “baby girl.” She had believed me about Daddy raping my ass and Natalie ruining my dress.

If I sobbed to her, she would give me whatever I wanted.

I cried as I crawled towards her at Daddy’s side. Tears fell down my face, but they didn’t do anything to her. She stared at me with disgust. She shook her head. I must be a mess. Crying and spanked and dripping with cum. Daddy’s jizz bubbled out of my asshole.

“What do you have to say, young lady?” demanded Mom. “Your sister and her boyfriend called me and said you were eager to confess something. Well? Spit it out?”

“I’m a loathsome, disgusting bitch who lied about everything, Mommy,” I said. My shoulders started shaking. The tears flowed more. “I l-lied about D-daddy raping my asshole. I only d-did that to get you to kick him out.”

Mom flinched as if my confession had slapped her.

She stared at Dad with this look of horror. Of shame and guilt. Tears sprang in her eyes. Then she glared down at me. Her entire body shook. Her cheek quivered as I told her more. How I used her. How I manipulated her with my tears. She learned that I was a complete and abject whore.

“You destroyed our family because you’re a selfish cunt?” she demanded at the end of my confession.

“Yes, Mommy,” I moaned. “I am a selfish cunt. I only care about my pussy. I’m such a whore. A disgusting, filthy, nasty bitch.”

“She’s not really our daughter at all,” growled Daddy. “She’s just a thing that we can use.”

Mommy stared at me. Then she shuddered as I swear I heard that whispering again. “Do you want to make things up to me?”

“Yes, Mommy.”

“You’ll do anything?”

“Yes, anything!” I moaned.

She turned around and bent over the couch. She hiked her skirt, showing her pantyhose and panties covering her rump. “Then you will lick my asshole and finger my twat until I cum, whore. And while you do that, your father will fuck that bitch-cunt of yours. You drove him away from me, you petty bitch. You’re going to pay!”

I cringed and moaned, “Yes, Mommy.” I believed I had to do anything. “I’ll rim your asshole.”

“Good,” she said. “Mmm, I want you to lick and lap at it. Just make me cum with that nasty, lying tongue of yours.”

I crawled to her, Daddy still holding the leash. My collar felt so tight around my throat. I reached Mommy, her plump butt wiggling before me. I reached up and hooked her pantyhose. I rolled them off her butt with care, trembling. I didn’t want to rip them and make her even madder at me. Her panties were a soft, creamy blue, almost a white. It clung to her butt-crack.

The nylons rolled down her thighs to her knees. Then I hooked her panties. My hands shook as I drew those down. I exposed my mother’s ass-crack. I would soon have my face buried in there, just licking and lapping at her.

“Shawn, I’m so sorry for believing this whore,” Mom said as I unveiled her red-furred muff. “Can you forgive me.”

“Yeah, Ester,” Daddy said. “I get it. If I thought someone had raped Natalie, I would be just as angry. I can’t blame you. Michaela’s the lying-ass cunt. She’s the one that has to pay for what she did.”

A relived exhale came from Mom. “I’m so glad. I had all this anger at you, and now it’s gone, and… We lost years because of you, bitch. Now start licking!”

“Yes, Mommy!” I squeaked.

I buried my face between her plump butt-cheeks and found her sour asshole. I pressed my mouth right against her and licked. I lapped at her. I caressed her with my tongue, sliding over her. I shuddered as I tasted the sour flavor of her.

This was so nasty. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I ate out my mother’s butt-hole while my fingers stroked through her thick, fiery bush. I felt my mother’s pussy getting wetter and wetter. Her juices coated my fingers.

I thrust them into her pussy.

Her cunt squeezed about my digits. I savored that hot, silky twat gripping them. It was so naughty to feel the pussy that had birthed me squeezed about my fingers. I groaned into her asshole, my tongue licking and lapping around her sour hole.

“Now fuck the bitch, honey!” Mom moaned. “Fuck her hard.”

“Yes, dear,” Daddy breathed.

His cock smacked into my burning rump. I winced at the pain and groaned into my mother’s asshole. It blazed down to my cunt. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, craving my daddy’s incestuous cock reaming me. He could fuck me so hard and make me explode.

I thrust my fingers faster and faster in and out of my mother’s cunt. I reamed her. I loved every second of it, too. I savored thrusting my digits into her asshole. I plunged them over and over into her. Her cunt squeezed down around them while her butt-cheeks gripped my face.

Daddy thrust into my cunt.

I whimpered into Mommy’s asshole.

Daddy slammed his cock to the depths into my slutty pussy with ease. His balls smacked into my clit. Sparks flared from my bud while pain burst across my rump, spanked by his crotch. I moaned, my tongue fluttering faster around Mom’s sphincter.

I pressed my tongue against her anal ring as Daddy grabbed my hips and started fucking me. He rammed his cock into my pussy over and over again. He fucked me hard, his crotch smacking into my stinging rump while his balls cracked into my taint.

I moaned. Groaned. The pleasure rushed through me. My fingers thrust deep into my mother’s silky cunt. Her anal ring surrendered to my tongue. The nasty, sour flavor of her asshole swelled as I wiggled my tongue into her bowels.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Daddy growled. “The little bitch has a tight cunt. Jesus, I’m going to dump my cum in her, Ester.”

“Flood the little bitch!” Mommy moaned. “Ooh, the whore’s got her tongue deep into my asshole. She’s putting it to good use.”

“Finally!”

I shuddered, my tongue swirling around in Mommy’s asshole. I bathed her bowels with saliva. My fingers plunged in and out of her pussy. The hole that had birthed me clenched down around my digits. Her juices soaked my fingers and then ran down my wrist.

My own juices soaked my thighs. They spilled down them as Daddy fucked my pussy with hard strokes. He pounded me. I groaned, savoring every moment of his cock slamming into me. The pain from my ass only fed it.

I whimpered and moaned, my tongue dancing in my mother’s asshole. She squeezed her butt-cheeks around my face. They held me tight as Daddy rammed his cock into my cunt over and over again. He buried to the hilt in me.

“Fuck, whore!” Daddy grunted.

“Mmm, make your father cum, you nasty slut!” Mommy panted.

“Make your mother explode!” added Daddy.

“Oh, Shawn.”

I thrust a third finger into Mommy’s cunt. I stretched out her pussy. She gasped, squeezing her twat down around my fingers. My thumb found her clit. I rubbed it as I fucked my tongue in and out of her asshole. I buried it in deep and then pulled back.

The sour flavor soaked through my mouth.

My breasts shook from Daddy’s thrusts. He buried into me with passion. He fucked my cunny hard, his hands gripping my hips as he used me. He rammed that dick into me over and over again. I would have such a huge orgasm.

My pleasure built faster and faster. My fingers pumped away, matching Daddy’s rhythm. The friction burned hotter and hotter, fed by the smacking impact of his crotch on my blazing ass and his balls on my clit. The pain and pleasure spiked through me. I whimpered. Moaned.

“Oh, yes, yes!” Mommy moaned. “That’s it, you little trollop. That’s fucking it! Yes!”

Her pussy convulsed around my fingers.

Juices gushed out, bathing my hand. I made my mother cum. Her asshole spasmed around my tongue. I swirled around, the sour flesh massaging me. She moaned out her pleasure, filling the living room with her passion.

“You nasty slut, yes!” she howled. “Oh, Shawn, the whore made me cum!”

“Good!” he snarled and slammed into me.

I joined my mother.

My pussy convulsed around Daddy’s dick. I kept fingering her spasming twat as he plunged his dick hard and fast into me. He filled me up over and over again. The pleasure sweeping through me was a heady rush. I gasped, trembling as the pleasure burned through me. It was amazing. Outstanding.

I groaned, my cunt writhing around his dick. Daddy buried his dick to the hilt in me. He slammed all the way in me and threw back his head. He snarled out his pleasure and then his cum fired into my pussy.

“Fuck, yes!” he gasped.

“Are you cumming in the whore?” Mommy asked. “Are you flooding the nasty slut?”

“I am!” Daddy panted.

“Yes, yes, yes, he is, Mommy!” I moaned, my pussy writhing around his spurting cock.

His incestuous seed flooded me. I felt him pumping all that passion into me. I groaned, waves of humiliating bliss rushing through me. I rubbed my face into my mother’s ass. Her cunt’s spasms slowed and then stopped.

I pulled my finger out of her, panting as my own orgasm hit that shameful peak. I cried out my rapture as I reveled in all the pleasure they gave me. I panted, my heart beating so fast. My head spun from this wicked bliss.

“Goddamn, you are such a whore,” Daddy growled as he took all my cum. “She even drinks piss, Ester.”

“Really?” Mom made a retching sound. “How could she do something that disgusting.”

“Because she’s a filthy slut.”

“I am,” I moaned. “I’m sorry, Mommy. I’m just a terrible, filthy, disgusting whore of a daughter. I ruined our family.”

“You did ruin our family,” Mommy said. “But you finally told the truth. You did something right, for once.”

Daddy pulled out of my cunt. Mommy stood up. I panted there and watched my parents come together. They embraced and kissed each other. I took this away from them with my lies. I was sick and twisted. Finally, I acted how I really was.

I was the foulest, filthiest, most depraved whore who had ever lived. There was nothing I couldn’t enjoy. No humiliation that wouldn’t make me cum. There was no act that was too shameful that I wouldn’t commit.

I would tell no more lies. I was honest now. I didn’t hide it any longer. I was a filthy slut who’d been set free by my sister and her boyfriend.

What had happened to them?

“Want to piss in her mouth?” Daddy asked my mother.

“I do,” Mommy whimpered. She turned to face me. “Get that pussy in my snatch, bitch.”
I planted my mouth right on her pussy. I opened wide. In a moment, my mommy pissed right in my mouth. I drank down the acrid flood the way a filthy whore would do. Shame burned through me. My cum-filled pussy itched.

I hoped Daddy would use one of my holes with his cock again. I needed it.

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“It’s perfect Sir,” Natalie moaned as I fucked into her pussy. She watched the taboo sight of her parents using her bratty sister. She squeezed her cunt around my dick. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” I panted, holding my naked Natalie in my arms as I fucked her. We were still unseen. It was a lot of fun. My hands squeezed her heavy tits as I drove my cock, into her juicy pussy. That ache built and built at the tip of my shaft. “Shawn and Ester, you are going to whore out your youngest daughter.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Natalie moaned.

“She’ll pay for your lifestyle. Sell her cunt to anyone and everyone. They will all spend their hard-earned money to degrade the filthiest bitch in the world. That will pay you two back.”

“Damn,” panted Shawn, Natalie’s and Michaela’s father. “I just thought of the nastiest way to have this little whore pay us back.”

“Are you thinking what I am?” Ester asked, her eyes widened. Her red hair swayed about her face.

“We have to whore her out.”

“Yes!” squealed the mother. “Everyone will want to fuck the filthiest bitch in the world. We’ll get top dollar for her. Neither of us will ever have to work.”

“You two are a family, husband and wife who love each other,” I said, driving my cock hard into their eldest daughter’s pussy.

“We’re a family again,” Shawn said and embraced his wife. They kissed while the bitch quivered on the ground.

“You’re amazing, Sir!” Natalie moaned, her pussy clenching on my dick. My balls tightened. I was so close to dumping my cum in her cunt. “Yes, yes, yes! I’m so glad I’m yours.”

I squeezed her tits and nuzzled my lips into her ear. As I drove my cock to the tip in her, I asked, “Will you marry me, Natalie?”

She screamed out in utter delight. A sound of girlish excitement that her family ignored. Her pussy exploded in rapture around my cock. That heavenly spasming welcomed my dick thrusting into her depths. I buried hard and fast into her. I plunged to the hilt in her again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she howled. “I love you, Sir! I want to be your wife. Your slut. Your anything.”
“I love you, Natalie,” I groaned and buried to the hilt in her. “Never loved anyone before you. You’re mine! I’m never letting you go!”

I erupted in my fiancee’s pussy.

Spurt after hot spurt of cum pumped into her snatch. I groaned, spurting again and again into her. The pleasure slammed through my mind. This heady rush that had sparks bursting through my thoughts. Sparks flared and danced before me.

It was intense. Amazing. The pleasure surged out of me. I dumped spurt after spurt of my cum into her. Her pussy writhed around me as she moaned out her joy. I held her tight, squeezing her big, fake titties and reveling in asking her to be mine.

I would love her always. I would treat her right.

“You are my sexy bride, Natalie,” I groaned. “And you are going to have the perfect wedding!”
I fired the last of my cum into her pussy. She groaned, her twat writhing around me. Then she turned in my embrace. My cock slid out of her juicy cunt. She threw her arms around me. Her large breasts pressed into my chest as she kissed me.

Our tongues danced together. I reveled in every moment of kissing her. She tasted so good. So sweet. She was perfect. I closed my eyes, so glad I had her. My hands grabbed her rump. I squeezed tight about her.

My dick throbbed against her stomach. This wonderful joy swept through me. This perfect contentment. I had found my soulmate in Natalie. It seemed impossible that this could have happened to me, and yet here I was holding her tight and celebrating our passion.

I held her, closed my eyes, and couldn’t wait to see her in her wedding dress. It would be her perfect day even if I had to mind-control the entire damned world to make it happen.

To be continued…

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