Family Estranged Ch 06

"NO! UUGGGGHHH!!!!"

Zane groaned his release and felt his cock spasm inside his sister's pussy while she sat astride him, her butt cheeks resting on his lap.

Ben yanked Skylar's head back by her long, golden tresses.

"Well, bitch? Did you enjoy yourself? Is your cunt sticky enough yet?" he jeered.

"Please," the beautiful blonde choked out, "you've had your way with me. I've done everything you asked, even the sickest..." She broke down sobbing, realizing the enormity of what she'd just let happen. Ben now manhandled her off of her brother's lap and pulled her to her feet.

Meanwhile, Zane's girlfriend, Mia, was still kneeling between his feet. The naked Asian girl looked up fearfully from where she knelt still licking and sucking on her boyfriend's balls.

"Keep up the good work, little whore. I'll have more FUN things for you to do in a minute, but for now just keep at it. Suck those balls like the worthless cum-slut you are, and clean his cock too," Ben growled.

Mia couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't believe the testicles she now caressed with her tongue had emptied their cargo deep inside the womb of her boyfriend's sister... his own sibling! It was revolting and yet Mia felt sorry for him. She felt sorry for him as she slid her mouth upward and began to lick the contours of her boyfriend's flaccid penis. The sexy Vietnamese girl could taste Skylar's juices coating her boyfriend's cock. The tang of those fluids wasn't unpleasant as Mia did as she'd been told.

"All right, what do we have here? Mom passed out, eh?" Ben said as he dragged Skylar toward the two giant pink dildos still anchored to the floor on the other side of the bedroom.

J shrugged. "Mama couldn't take the sights and sounds of her precious boy coming up his slut sister's pussy. Can't really blame her I guess," J chuckled darkly. "So what's our next play?"

"You said you'd let me rest," Skylar interrupted with a whine.

In response, Ben reached around and pinched both of her nipples hard.

"OWW!"

"We're violent home intruders and rapists, bitch, so what makes you think we aren't LIARS too? Stop griping or I'll give you something to really scream about." Ben's hands cupped her breasts more gently now, but that didn't stop her from sobbing quietly, her chest heaving as cum trickled from between her legs.

"Our cute little rapemeat looks tired, Brother. Maybe we should put her to bed for a while after all," J observed. But his partner wasn't having it.

"No," he barked, cupping Skylar's supple cones harder now and squeezing them to wrest a groan from her lips. "This bitch can take MORE. Besides, I have a very, very FUN idea." He nodded at the unconscious, busty figure of the naked mother lying on the floor. "Re-cuff that bitch's wrists behind her back and wake her up."

While J re-cuffed the mother's wrists and went to retrieve a glass of icewater, Ben pointed at the as-yet-untouched gigantic pink dildo. It rose like a nasty spear from the floor, its ribbed contours slathered from tip to base in the same hot sauce which Charlotte had been forced to take into her pussy while fucking its twin a few feet away.

"All right, bitch, here's your next challenge. I want you to kneel over that big pink dick and bust your fuck-hole on it. I want you to take it DEEP. Understood?"

"Please, you can't be serious!" Skylar wailed. She looked deeply into her captor's eyes. "Please, I'll do anything. I mean ANYTHING. Please ass-fuck me again. Please ass-fuck me so hard. I'll scream how much I love your cock in my ass, just please don't make me do this. I'm begging you."

"I know," the masked assailant grinned back at her, "and believe me, my dick throbs and gets nice and hard the more I listen to your sweet begging, slut. But my decision remains unchanged. I want to hear you squeal as you fuck that pink dildo, and I want to see the look on your Mama's face as she's forced to watch. So let's get busy. Come on!" With that, Ben shoved her toward the dildo. He then retrieved his handgun and pointed it at Charlotte's head.

"Get busy. Let me see those cunt lips kissing those pink balls at the base of that prick, or else you're not going to like what happens next."

Skylar choked back a sob. The 25-year-old woman tried to muster up the fortitude to do the impossible... to willingly embrace what would be not just demeaning but agonizing too. The dexterous girl, despite having her wrists cuffed behind her butt, managed to squat over the sauce-coated shaft. Then, ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto it. She felt the ribbed, silicone surface of that pink manhood slide up into her pussy like a key fitting into a lock.

In that moment, Skylar was thankful for her brother's seed. She was thankful for both loads of cum soiling her pussy, soon to dilute the awful effects of the hot sauce.

"Don't just sit on it, bitch. FUCK it," Ben warned.

Now, saying a silent prayer, Skylar eased her pussy the rest of the way down it and then began to pump her cunt up and down, up and down, at a steady rhythm. It wasn't long before the hot sauce began to take effect. It wasn't long before that dull, achy burn in her snatch turned into a blistering inferno.

"Oh god! Please, I fucked it. Please, I did what you asked! Let me off of it. Please!!" Skylar wailed.

Instead of mercy, though, Ben gave Skylar the exact opposite. He retrieved the 5-tailed whip and slapped it squarely across the girl's breasts.

"AAAYY!!! PLEASE!"

"Shut up, bitch. I don't want your 'please' or pathetic whimpers. I want to watch you hump that dildo. And you aren't getting off of it until you CUM. Understood?"

Surely he had to be insane. There was no way Skylar could achieve an orgasm while fucking this dildo, she thought, feeling the burn of the hot sauce slithering toward her womb. But then again, Skylar didn't know that Ben had a plan - a plan as diabolical as it was cruel.

"Oh god! Oh god! Please! OOHHH!!!" Skylar panted, but she did as he commanded. Squatting, her leg muscles protesting in agony, she lowered her cunt again and again onto that cruel pink penis, coating it in the leftovers from two loads of spunk. Her cunt lips formed a tight seal around the girth of the pink shaft, but she couldn't get herself completely impaled - not without changing position and straddling it with her legs resting on the floor.

"Rise and shine, Mama. Wake UP, whore!" J shouted as he returned with the glass of ice-cold water and poured it on Charlotte's face. The busty blonde twitched and sputtered. Her eyes snapped open with a groan.

J crouched beside her and twisted her face to look at the action. "Look what we've got here, Mama. Your sweet daughter is following in your footsteps. She's fucking that cock like a pro."

SMACK!

Once more the five tendrils of the whip slammed across Skylar's chest, wresting out a tea kettle-like shriek.

"AAAYYYY!!!"

"We're going to make some pretty welts on those beautiful young tits if we're not careful, Mama. Tell you what, I'll go easy on your young bitch if you lean over and start licking some CLIT while your daughter rides that shaft. Let's see some enthusiasm, Mama. Give your slut daughter some love and comfort. Make the young bitch CUM. You get me?" Ben said.

Charlotte frantically lurched to her knees and crawled toward her daughter. She could only manage it awkwardly with her wrists cuffed behind her back.

"Please I'm doing it, you sick monster! I'm doing it!!" she implored. Soon the sexy MILF was leaning over and flicking her tongue at Skylar's pussy as it descended once more to engulf the hot sauce-coated shaft.

Ben rested one hand with deceptive gentleness in the mother's hair while she continued to slurp and lick with feverish intensity against her daughter's sex.

"That's real good, Mama. I think your daughter likes it. Oooh yes. She LOVES it, the little bitch." Ben stared into Skylar's eyes.

The slender blonde still felt that excruciating burn from the hot sauce inside her pussy, but it was tempered now not just by the sticky coatings of cum but also the flare of pleasure emanating from her tiny nerve bundle, the more her mother sucked and nibbled on it with tenderness and care.

"Mmmm. Yes, that's one happy clitoris, isn't it, bitch?" Ben growled. Stalking around behind Skylar, he leaned down and hissed in her ear. "Isn't it?"

With her heart pounding, the young blonde could only grit her teeth and say what her captor wanted to hear.

"Y-yes Master, this slut is getting wet. I... I have one happy clitoris," she groaned. But the simple, shameful truth wasn't that far off. Skylar closed her eyes while a fresh surge of pleasure ripped through her cunt and spread outward from her core. Her nipples hardened, her chest sporting two pink gumdrops as her traitorous libido awoke and began to push through the pain.

'Mom, don't stop. Oh god... don't stop,' Skylar thought miserably, surrendering herself to the inevitable. More than that, the girl remained grateful that her mom was slurping up some of the hot sauce, making each time she sank her pussy on the pink cock that much more bearable. As her nerve bundle became more engorged, submitting to her mother's attentions, Skylar couldn't stop the wave of lust rising in her like a tide that would flood the world.

Ben stood back beside J and admired the latest show they'd helped orchestrate with their mother-and-daughter duo. Ben slid an arm around his partner's shoulders. "It's a thing of beauty, isn't it? We're artists, my friend. Absolute artists."

J chuckled. "If that's the case, what do you want to paint next?" he joked.

Ben gestured at his cock, which had grown hard again and stood out like a polearm made of flesh.

"Watching Mama and daughter together has my dick hard, Brother, and I think it's time I tried out that fresh Asian pussy we nabbed. You stay here and make sure Mama gets her daughter to come properly."

"And then?" J prodded.

Ben shrugged with a chuckle. "Then? Surprise me. Do whatever you want with the mother and her young bitch. Use your imagination."

The evil grin spreading across J's face said that he had no problem with those orders. No problem at all.

So now Ben turned his attention behind him. He strode up toward Zane and Mia. Zane's eyes were clenched shut. His just-spent cock was even a little semi-firm again thanks to Mia's attentions. Her tongue traipsed up and down the contours of that paltry penis, now coated in the girl's saliva instead of Zane's sister's juices.

"That's enough clean-up, bitch. I have more important things for you to do now."

Mia's perfectly symmetrical face turned toward him with a look of fear. He pulled the girl to her feet and proceeded to throw her onto the bed. The girl's ass hit the mattress hard as she gasped. Mia looked down at the elongated penis of her captor as he strode to the foot of the bed with confidence and swagger.

"You like what you see, bitch?"

Mia's wrists were cuffed in front of her, so she wasn't completely helpless, but that didn't mean she could fight off an attacker who had a good 70 to 80 pounds on her.

"Please..."

"I know what you're thinking, bitch. This cock is WAY bigger than your pathetic boyfriend's. I'll bet the swimmers in my nuts are more virile too. We'll find that out soon enough," he said with a dark chuckle. "Now open those sweet thighs. I want to taste you, whore. I want to taste where my cock is going," he growled.

Mia stared at the muscular, naked form of her would-be rapist as he prowled onto the bed and forcibly spread her smooth thighs with both hands. Looking up at the ceiling, Mia closed her eyes and chose not to resist. Better to surrender so he wouldn't hurt her.

'Maybe once he's done fucking me, it'll be over,' she thought hopefully.

A few flicks of his tongue immediately sent jolts of desire through Mia's pussy. She hated the immediate effect he had on her, his evil tongue coaxing bliss from her despite her impending rape.

"Mmmm. Little cunt, you taste like HEAVEN. And you are one little angel that I'll be happy to FUCK," he added darkly, impressed by his own wordplay as he slid up on the bed, nudged her legs wide, and positioned his straining erection right between the girl's labia.

"You ready to get RAPED, bitch?"

Mia looked away and braced herself for the inevitable.

SLAP!

"Answer me, slut!"

Still reeling from the slap, her cheek on fire, Mia looked up at the cruel, musclebound figure looming over her. The naked girl lost herself in that harsh glare.

"Y-yes Master."

"Yes WHAT?" Ben stormed, gripping Mia by the throat.

"UGGHKK!! I'm--I'm ready!! UGHKK!!! Ready to get raped. Please rape me!" she sputtered, finally realizing what he wanted, the words the beast wanted to hear. And then it was happening. Mia felt the sword of his cock slamming into her silken sheath, filling her to the hilt in one brutal plunge. Fucking her. Raping her. Taking her as his.

Mia could only press her cuffed hands ineffectually against her rapist's chest as Ben fucked her hard. His cock hammered between her legs while he cupped her head against his shoulder. All the college girl could hear were her rapist's grunts and the thundering of her own heartbeat. All she could smell was the sweat and odor of the man above her, his body pinning her to the bed with each thrust. She took in his masculine scent as her cunt felt the maddening, exquisite yet tormenting friction of that impressive manhood impaling every inch of her helpless young pussy.

"No. Stop. Please stop," she whispered, if only to be able to say that she'd resisted, that at least she'd said or done SOMETHING rather than just let this man rape her without complaint.

"Ohhh yes, we're going to have a nice, long FUCK, sweet girl. I hope your boyfriend is taking notes. I'll show him how to treat your tight young pussy."

Grateful that at least she didn't have to stare into her rapist's eyes, Mia groaned and grunted, feeling her body hugging his, feeling her sex gripping that plunging phallus each time with a fresh surge of despair.

'Oh god, please don't get me pregnant. Please don't get me pregnant,' she thought, that mantra plaguing her mind like the echoes of someone's last, dying breaths. She didn't know why she was so focused on that right now - perhaps because of the mocking comment Ben had made earlier about his versus Zane's virility. But now she couldn't stop herself. Her primal feminine brain fixated on it. Became obsessed with it. The thought of that raping shaft fountaining its awful seed deep inside her, of not just soiling her but impregnating her... that now became her ultimate fear.

Meanwhile, Skylar was straining toward climax. Her legs trembled, their muscles almost stretched to the breaking point, as she sank her pussy down on the pink dildo for the seemingly thousandth time. Charlotte licked fervently against her daughter's clit as that cunt slid down to engulf that awful shaft once more. By now, most of the hot sauce had either been diluted by leftover cum or now lay in Charlotte's belly.

Charlotte loved her daughter so much and to her eternal shame yet excitement, she grew hyper-aware of the engorged joy button against her lips. She stroked her tongue across that throbbing nerve bundle as Skylar's juices trickled down the shaft, her wet and slippery sex clearly caving to Charlotte's efforts.

'Please come, Sky. I love you so much. Please come so these bastards will let us rest,' Charlotte thought, willing to replace all the despair inside of her with a shred of hope.

J was still kneeling behind Sky, cupping her soft breasts and squeezing them like stress balls as the pleasure mounted.

"CUM for me, little whore. Let it all go. Your Mama is one good pussy-licker, isn't she? She loves you so much, bitch, so CUM. Show us once more what a worthless little cock-tease lezzie SLUT you truly are," he growled. As if to emphasize those demeaning words, J sucked on Skylar's ear lobe and pinched her nipples to create two fleeting flashes of pain.

Oddly enough, the flare of pain in her aching breasts seemed to somehow enhance Sky's pleasure. Skylar felt her slick cunt bottom out as much as it could while her mother's muffled, slurping efforts reached a crescendo. And then she was losing it, her cunt twitching and flooding that pink penis with even more fluids, the orgasm mastering her and erasing all sense of shame for one perfect, fleeting moment.

"UUUUUHHHHH!"

Skylar's cuffed hands clenched up behind her as she ground her pussy down on the ribbed dildo and shuddered, riding out her cunt's spasms. At last, her exhausted legs gave way, and she tipped backwards into her rapist's arms. J lifted up the dazed girl and looked down at the mother.

Charlotte knelt on the bedroom floor, her face glistening with her daughter's fluids, the pungent scent of Sky's cunt juice clinging to her mouth and chin.

"You did it, bitch. Congratulations," J said.

"Can we please rest now?" Charlotte wheezed. Skylar sagged against J's chest now, just putty in his hands. Her pitiful groan signified that the girl still hadn't recovered from her orgasm, and with her legs like jelly she couldn't yet stand up on her own.

"I would," J growled, "except there's just one problem."

"Oh god! What? Please! I've done everything you've asked," Charlotte babbled.

"Well, your cute little girl here failed one simple task."

"Uuughhh... I did what you wanted," Skylar suddenly groaned, squirming in her rapist's arms.

"You think I didn't hear what my partner told you? You were supposed to fuck it all the way, bitch. Your cunt lips were supposed to kiss those pink balls. You didn't fuck it deeply enough, little slut, and for that you're going to pay a price."

Skylar's eyes now bulged wide open, and she met Charlotte's panicked gaze. Both mother and daughter realized what had now become painfully obvious by now - that these psychos would always move the goalposts on them, that they were both just looking for new excuses to torment their naked captives.

Back on the other side of the room, Ben was reaching his own breaking point - his straining cock swimming deep inside the soft young paradise of Mia's snatch. Her pussy took him to the hilt, his balls slapping against her inner thighs as he fucked her like an animal. To Zane's own secret shame, he couldn't help himself, either. As he sat there cuffed to the chair, at first he kept his eyes clamped shut and tried to blot out the sounds of his girlfriend grunting as Ben raped her, of the mattress jostling as Ben slammed his cock between Mia's legs.

But whether it was morbid or primal curiosity or something else entirely, Zane found himself opening his eyes and looking at the bed. He found his gaze glued to the sight that greeted him. To the sight of the Asian beauty's legs stretched out to either side, her delicate feet bobbing while Ben's muscular buttocks was clenched between her legs, his cock shafting her tight pussy deeply with every thrust.

"UH! UHH!!! Squeeze that pussy, little bitch. Move those hips in rhythm with me. Welcome my cock or you'll regret it," Ben grunted.

Ben still had her face pressed against his shoulder, cupping the back of her head as he hammered that pussy. Mia could only gasp and feel the man's unyielding muscles against her forehead, his masculine scent filling her nose even as his manhood filled her sex. The sensations of wetness, suction, and friction all dovetailed together as Ben's pre-cum lubricated a cunt that was already yielding some fluids of its own. Mia could feel it. This vile beast was about to come inside her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

She had to try, though. She pushed her cuffed hands uselessly against her rapist's chest and blurted out, "Please don't come inside me, Master. Please!"