Mick and Vick decided to stash Sandra away so that they could have a round two of playtime with the woman's unfortunate daughters. They dragged the brunette into the shower on the first floor, then stripped off her pajamas and cuffed her to the showerhead.
"OK, bitch. You stay here and get cleaned up." Vick surveyed the woman's cum-sticky breasts. "You are one nasty, gooey slut right now."
The two hulking black men turned on the shower to cold, then turned to leave, tramping down the stairs to the basement. There they found Avril and Peyton still tied up and spread-eagled on top of one another.
"Did you miss us, little cunts?" Vick growled.
"Please, Master! We need to pee!" Peyton said.
Vick and Mick exchanged a long look. "Fine, bitch, but later you'll be paying for the privilege. Believe me." Together the two men untied the girls and then shoved their naked captives over to the toilet in the spare bathroom located in the basement.
There was just a toilet and a plain vanity sink, no shower or tub. Vick brandished a long combat knife from his toolbox of 'fun toys.' He thrust Peyton forward while fondling Avril's breasts and putting the blade to her throat. "OK, big sis. Start peeing. We don't have all day."
Peyton blushed, looking in horror at her captor. "Please. I-I need privacy!"
Mick walked up to Peyton brandishing a knife of his own. He leaned beside her as she sat on the toilet, stroking the flat of his blade against her clitoris as his mouth gently suckled her left nipple. "Listen, bitch...we're not a patient bunch. I think you can appreciate that. Now I suggest, if you want to pee, you get it DONE, and then it's little sister's turn. That or we are going to get extremely impatient, and I don't think you're going to like how rough we get when we get impatient, you know?"
The gorgeous dark blonde's eyes went wide, and Peyton nodded, her lips trembling. "Okay...I'll go. Just give me a moment. It's hard to pee with you watching."
Finally the older sister was able to take care of nature's call, and soon Avril followed her sister's example. Once both sisters had peed, they were dragged back out into the basement's main room and told to sit on the couch. The two naked captives did as they were told. Their wrists had been cuffed in front of them, but otherwise they were unbound.
"Hmm. What game shall we play next, brother?" Mick asked.
Vick turned to his companion and grinned. "Let's see how much these sisters love each other."
The two girls exchanged a look of utter disbelief. "NO! I'm not...we're not lesbians!" Avril shouted, exchanging a glance with her older sister. Why wasn't Peyton looking as horrified as Avril felt, with a weight sinking in the pit of her stomach? Something seemed horribly wrong the way Peyton just looked down, saying nothing, her cheeks blushing.
"Avril, lay back and spread those cute thighs wide for your loving sister. She's going to lick your pussy to show you how much she loves you, bitch. And if she doesn't..." Vick approached, resting the tip of his knife on Avril's right nipple. "If she doesn't, then I'm afraid these nipples get cut off. I don't think you want that, do you?" To emphasize his point he gently punctured each nipple, making Avril scream as blood trickled down both of her supple breasts.
"AAAEEEE!!! Please don't hurt me!" Avril groaned. She quickly spread her creamy thighs wide open, though, and blinked back tears as she watched with fascinated revulsion while Peyton knelt between her legs on the couch and pushed her face into her crotch. Avril's bloody nipples hardened into sexed-up buds as Peyton began to lap at her sex. First the horny older sister licked around the border of Avril's labia. The pussy lips shivered with sensation, Peyton's tongue lovingly tracing the outermost reaches of her sister's sex.
This was wrong, so very wrong. That was all Avril could think as the ricochets of delicious feeling shot through her, warming up her cunt and blossoming outward as her legs turned to jelly. She opened her thighs a little wider, one foot dangling over the back of the couch as her young pussy received an assault unlike any before. Avril's moans drifted through the basement. Peyton's tongue dove into her twat, pushing into her channel before coming upward, flicking its tantalizing strokes against her bundle of sex-nerves.
Avril gasped, her hands unconsciously cupping her sister's hair, gripping two fistfuls of the lush, dark blonde tresses as Peyton continued to suck, cajole, and complete her erotic domination of Avril's already dripping sex. Avril's gasps had succumbed to a constant whimper. She opened her thighs as wide as they would go, reveling in the feel of her sister's tongue deep inside her cunt, exploring and stroking every inch of her core.
"See, what we have here is special, isn't it brother?" asked Mick.
Vick nodded. "Damn right. Look at these gorgeous sluts. They're as horny as a pair of bitches in heat. Look at 'em! I think big sis needs a cock filling her horny pussy while she keeps eating out little sis. Don't you?" As Vick said those words, the muscle-clad black man mounted the couch behind Peyton. He marveled at her ass, perched high and sexy in the air. The globes of Petyon's ass were firm and glistening in the light. He spit into her pussy, rubbing in his saliva to give it some fresh lubrication. He felt the young captive tremble at his touch, his hands gently massaging her lower back before gliding along the crack of her buttocks.
"Relax, little cunt. Keep eating out your sister's pussy. If you don't make her COME before I bust my nuts in you and blow my jism, we're going to have a problem."
As he said this, Vick positioned his bulbous cock-head carefully, nestling the tip of his manhood between Peyton's pussy lips. Peyton groaned, throwing her hips back at the last moment to engulf the cock before Vick could so much as nudge forward. The surprised captor gasped as Peyton began to enforce a constant rhythm, her cute ass thrusting back to grip his cock again and again and again in a velvety vice.
