Chloe Pt 02 1

Michael spun me around holding tight to my wrist as he did, pinning my arm behind my back, his lips moving purposefully alongside my ear.

"You're going to be my pet, and I only tolerate obedience." As he spoke he slowly began to bite my ear, the feeling sending shivers through my body to the base of my spine as his cock, already hard again, began to rise, pressing firmly against my butt.

Moving his lips directly against my ear as he spoke, he whispered as his cock spread my butt cheeks, reaching its limit.

"I expect you to live up to my expectations Chloé."

"You'll be a good girl for me and impress my friends won't you?" He whispered.

I shuddered.

He just took me in the bathroom, forced me to be his fuck toy, then choke on his sex as his cum went down my throat filling my stomach. I was covered in a mixture of my and my brothers own fluids.

I wanted to say no, to tell him to let me go, to leave alone and never be near him again. But my body betrayed me, and his words only made it worse.

"Yes" I said, quietly, submissively. My body instinctually making myself smaller to show he was in control. If I played along long enough I'd be able to get the keys to the car and get out of here. But Michael was almost double my size, as long as he held me close I was stuck.

As I spoke to him I squeezed his cock with my ass, trying to convince him that I was fully on board and this, ready and willing to submit and wanting to please him, it felt natural to do and maybe a little bit good.

It worked too well though,

He moaned as I squeezed. Keeping one hand pinning my arm behind my back, he used the other to wrap around and grab my throat, his mouth moving to allow his teeth to bite down on the side of my neck. In response, I let out a small yelp as the pain resonated through my entire body.

Suddenly, he forced me to the floor, my face and chest against the cool tile that was soaked in our mixed juices. My bare ass raised into the air, one hand pinning me as his other steadily found its mark accross my asscheek as he spanked me.

"I promised you a punishment." He said, a smile across his face.

Each slap rang out followed by my yelps, a mixture of suprise and pain, and every so often, a moan would escape my lips.

After he was satisfied Michael forced his cock back inside me, easily entering my soaked pussy with each thrust, pounding away at my tender quim, his crotch forcing against my raw, sensitive ass.

He still didn't finish inside me though, pulling out at the last moment.

My pussy squeezed his shaft like a vice, as he pulled out, the sensation causing my body to rock as I reached climax again, adding more to the soaked floor.

His cock pulsating in his hand, he told me to get to my knees and he would make me even more "presentable".

I complied, my body moving as my mind wished I would protest, he pressed his cock to my mouth, grabbing my hair and told me to lick.

I gently took his head into my mouth caressing the tip of his cock with my tongue, after a few moments, he yanked on my hair, forcing my head to the side as he finished on my face, the warm cum coating my skin. I closed my eyes and stayed still, letting him mark me again with his seed.

He moaned as he came on me, a devious smile forming across his lips, he looked at me and ordered me to clean him. Taking his cock back into my mouth I ran my tongue along the entire thing soaking up every last drop of my juices and his cum that remained, leaving only my saliva coating my bothers dick.

I stopped and looked up at him, his eyes meeting my own.

"Now that's a good girl, at this rate I feel like we'll get you trained before the week is out" He said, his hand releasing my hair and slowly petting me.

The feeling coupled with his statement made my stomach turn...

My legs tremble and my pussy soak.

He moved behind me, pinning my arm again as he forced me to my feet, and we walked to his room.

The door closing behind him, he spoke, his voice low and controlled.

"Let's get you dressed for the part pet."

He said, releasing me into his room as he backed up blocking the door.

Inside was nearly bare. A bed, neatly made, a dresser, and his closet.

I turned to look at him, his eyes fierce, not full of lust, but determination. Turning back I slowly made my way to the closet.

"Stop, not there. Top drawer dresser" He said, his voice steady.

As I opened the drawer I was greeted by an array of toys and bondage equipment. Straps, collars, dildos, vibrators and anal plugs all neatly organized ready, and waiting for someone to use them.

I looked back at him as he smiled.

"Get the beads, and pick out your collar."

I turned around looking back into the drawer. Above the anal plugs sat a 8 inch bead chain, each bead progressively larger than the last.

I grabbed it, placing it on top of the dresser. My legs quaked, steadily soaking from anticipation, knowing he planned for these to be inside me.

As I turned my gaze to the collars I noticed 3 choices, red, pink, and black. The red and black collars were made of leather and had cushioning, the pink one, much heavier duty, was a shock collar, cushioned to ensure the prongs didn't hurt too bad but not enough to relieve all of the pressure they would place upon your neck.

I looked at Michael as his eyes rose from my ass to my cum covered face.

"Which one?" I said, dreading his response.

"Which do you think?" He said, his voice elated.

I looked back and grabbed the pink shock collar placing it on top of the dresser in front of me. Underneath its place in the drawer a leash and a little remote sat waiting.

"Don't forget the additions." Michael whispered into my ear.

He had moved right behind me, his cock again finding its way pressed between my butt cheeks ready for another round.

I grabbed the leash and remote, the latter of which he snatched from my hand.

"Bend over and stick your ass out." He barked

I complied using the dresser as a support, I arched my ass into him, his cock gently brushed my clit as it rubbed between my thighs. My lips letting out a gentle gasp.

Backing up, he grabbed the beads from the dresser, placing the largest one against the lips of my pussy.

Slowly he threaded each bead through my pussy coating them in human lubricant. The sensation as each one brushed my clit caused me to cry out, almost falling as my knees buckled.

Then he pressed the first one against my asshole.

One hand controlling the beads, his other moved between my legs. One finger finding its way inside me as another rubbed gentle circles on my clit.

The first bead entered. Small and without much resistance due to my own juices lubricating it. His other hand working away in a relentless assault against my clit causing my legs to shake uncontrollably as I strained to stay standing.

Number two, three, four, five. Each subsequently larger than the last.

Slight pressure then, pop! It enters, each one sending a shockwave through my body as my asshole and pussy are both violated.

On number six my asshole protested trying to keep the remaining beads out.

In response his other hand sped up,

the shock of the sudden increased speed caused my entire body to convulse as his fingers brought me to orgasm, and my squirt soakes his bedroom floor. I collapsed, Michael controlling my fall to the floor, leaving my chest on the ground as he guided my ass into the air again, hand still inside me, still gently rubbing my clit.

My legs trying desperately to force him out, to protect my most sensitive private area. Instead he just laughed.

"Sweetie, you've got to get used to this position and honestly, if this is your limit you're going to have a hard time this week." He said as bead 6 found its way into my ass as my body lay limp, save for my leg spasms reacting to his stimulus.

Number seven pressed against my hole, and that's when he hit it. The remote he made me grab wasn't just for the collar. It was for the beads too. The vibration kicking in rocked my entire body causing me to scream and my body to shake. He quickly moved on top of me where I lay on his floor, clasping his hand across my mouth to muffle my screams.

"Mmmrph!!!!!" I shouted into his hand.

"Quiet!" He barked back "Don't you dare ruin the suprise for my friends."

"Mmph" I tried to move but didn't have control of my body, my entire being shaking as the beads vibrated deep within me. I was at my limit. Too sensitive for this, too weak to move, all I could do was yell and here he was, mounted on top of me holding me back so no one could hear.

His hand that was playing with my clit moved back and forced number seven inside me, rocking my body, my asshole screaming to my brain to stop whatever it is I was doing to it, the beads inside pressing against my asshole as they tried to find their way back out, but my body too weak and sensitive to do anything about it except squeeze tighter against the vibrating intruders.

"One more Chloé, I know you can do it."

Michael said, his tone comforting but firm. Letting me know that this was happening, and couldn't be stopped, but that it was now at my own pace.

"Mmm" I nodded tears forming in my eyes as I let him know to continue. Praying that the second number 8 made it inside I could rest, for even a moment.

Number eight

Slowly it pressed against my asshole fighting for space inside me with the other seven, the vibrations teasing and helping it along as it tried, but sending convulsions through my entire body.

My ass and pussy both screamed to my brain to give them a time out, a mere moment to recover, my brain sending screams to my mouth that were muffled by Michaels powerful hand keeping me quiet.

After a few moments trying to coax it into me he spoke up.

"You're too tight, this won't work." He said his voice now sounding annoyed.

"Mm mrphy" I tried to apologize but it just came out muffled with his hand still covering my mouth.

"I'm going to let go of your mouth, be a good girl and keep it down, if you want I can get you a pillow."

"Mmph" I said nodding.

"Alright," releasing his hand from the toy in my ass he reached over to his bed grabbing a pillow from it and placing it under my face. "I need both my hands for this, use the pillow, you're going to need it."

Suddenly he lifted my limp body forcing my ass higher as he moved behind me, his cock finding its mark inside of me within a second.

I screamed, forcing my face into the pillow to muffle it.

I was at my limit and now he was pushing me past it and fucking me again.

I could feel everything, every single thing down to the veins of his cock as he rammed it in and out of me, faster and faster. I screamed, tears streaming from my face as the pain from sensitivity and immeasurable pleasure rolled through, unable to do anything to stop it.

The toy vibrating in my ass as his cock fucked me again.

Then I felt it, number eight pressing against me, trying desperately to get inside and be reunited with the others.

Each full thrust of his cock bringing it closer and closer to reality, my asshole eagerly trying to accept it even as it struggles with the seven before it.

Then the pop.

As eight entered, my body shook uncontrollably.

My pussy squeezing tighter and tighter I could hear Michael let out a moan as he kept thrusting, but everything for me became blurry. I couldn't scream anymore, I couldn't feel anything but the mixture of pain and pleasure from my own orgasm as I squirt all over him, his cock, and the floor.

The vibrations feeding my orgasm from my asshole through my pussy as he continued pounding away at me, up my stomach and spine, to my brain as my entire body shook.

It felt like falling asleep, like it was a dream where I was falling, all the while feeling each thrust as his shaft entered and exited my pussy leaving just the head of his penis inside.

Then he pulled out entirely, the grasp from the suction of my pussy grabbing his cock releasing into a loud pop.

He thrust again, the entire thing forcing its way straight into me as he came. My brother filling my insides, coating me with his warm cum as I convulsed on the floor from my own orgasm.

Then everything went black...

Knowing this was only the start of the week, I drifted off, riding the high of my last orgasm as Michael kept using me.