Cinder Whore Ch 04

Mal climbed down the stairs to look at his sleeping daughter. It was early, only 5:00, and she hadn't woken yet. The doctor and the professor were both waiting in the living room to start her official training once Ellis arrived. He'd had a long talk with them about how they would finally break Ellie. Doctor Gal had been the one to initiate the conversation last night over the phone.

"Ellie has already been stripped of everything she has, but her psyche still clings to hope. She will continue to resist becoming your possession until she realizes that there is nothing about her that is beyond your control. I think we should stop giving her the Depo shots and give her fertility shots instead. When we sell the baby she will understand that she has no choices in anything she does."

The professor particularly liked this idea, since pregnant women were a bit of a fetish for him.

"Yes! And her Catholic background has taught her that a woman's body becomes a shrine when pregnant. The violation of her body during that time will push her even further! I have several texts I can give her about how dirty and dangerous pregnant sex can be."

Mal sneered as his sadistic friends came up with more cruel ways to torture his daughter. The girl was going to pay for all the things her slut of a mother did to him. He was lucky to have such a large group of like minded men available to him. They'd push her until she had no more will and merely accepted every sick fantasy they had, a mindless toy for their pleasure. If she stopped being interesting to play with, he would simply pimp her out for money. It was a win-win situation!

His boys followed him down the stairs. He wanted them to have their fun before the day really got started. He liked watching his boys as they raped their half sister. They were completely cold, heartless to her pleas. He was proud of them. They would never let some slut take advantage of them.

Donny turned the lights on and pulled the blanket off her body. It was an instant turn on to look at the black scrawl of slander on her body. It reminded them all of how she'd taken dozens of men the other night and came for nearly every one of them.

Danny yanked her to her knees, not allowing her time to fully awaken and squeezed her cheeks until her mouth popped open. He slipped his cock into her mouth and she choked on the sudden obstruction to her throat. Donny slid in behind her and slammed his well oiled cock into her ass, not even giving her a chance to adjust to the sudden invasion.

Ellie's screams were muffled by the cock in her mouth. Her hands pushed futily against Danny's legs, but he didn't budge. Donny grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back as he continued his assault. Her eyes darted to Mal, who stood watching, arms crossed. Her gaze was pleading, begging him to make them stop. Instead, he took a step forward, pulling his own cock from his boxers.

"Make room boys, Daddy wants a piece of your little sister too."

Donny rolled backwards, letting go of her arms to spread her legs wide. Danny's cock slipped out of her mouth and she began to plead. After her loving night with Ellis, Ellie's own confidence was up, and she did not want them to hurt her and ruin the memory.

"Please, Daddy, stop! I don't want this! Please don't hurt me!"

Mal slapped her in the face. The sudden pain caused her body to tighten and to her shame she became wet. Her body was beginning to associate pain with pleasure after all the fucking she'd received. She saw her father take out a small remote control. When he pressed the button, her nipple rings and clit ring began to vibrate, pushing her body into pleasure mode.

"Now now, don't lie to Daddy, baby girl. I saw you fuck those men yesterday, and Ellis told me all about the nasty things he did to you! You want it, don't deny it! You're a slut, and a whore and a cunt, just like it says, written all over your body so you can't forget! And until you get yourself under control, your brothers and I will keep trying to help you with your disgusting lusts."

With that tirade he shoved his cock into her slippery pussy, matching his son's strokes as the two of them began to fuck her hard. Danny watched for a little while, enjoying the screams and pleading from his sister. He was certain the men upstairs could hear her.

"No! No more! I don't want this, I don't...Aaaah!!! Ooooh!!! Noooo! Please stop fucking me, please, I don't want to cuuuuuuummmmm!"

When he saw her body convulse around his father's cock and his brother's cock, Danny took that as his cue to start violently fucking his sister's face. He pulled her hair back with a tight fist and held it so her throat was at a perfect angle. She gagged and choked but he never met any barrier. The asphyxia was only adding to her orgasm as she gushed cum onto her father and brother. Both men came into her spasming body, but they kept thrusting their cocks, maintaining their erections.

With all three of them fucking her as hard as they could, Ellie's vision began to swim as the combination of intense pleasure and lack of air assaulted her. When her lips were turning blue Danny pulled his cock out and left her gasping. She flinched when his hot cum spurted onto her face. Her father and brothers let her go and she slumped to the floor, panting and sobbing in shame.

Ellie couldn't understand herself. She hadn't known anyone but her father and brothers before, and she'd used that as her excuse for why her body responded to their torture. But now, after being loved by Ellis, after knowing what sex was supposed to be like, she still responded to their brutal use. Maybe they were right. Maybe she was a nymphomaniac. Maybe she was a whore, and deserved to be treated this way.

Her brothers tromped up the stairs, not even sparing her a glance. Mal scooped her up, kissing her on her forehead while he carried her upstairs and into the living room. Ellie clutched her father, sobbing pathetically. Her daddy confused her. He would treat her abominably and then kiss her sweetly and profess his love. She'd spent so many years wishing for a father who didn't just love her, but was a part of her, by blood. When Mal treated her gently, it tore her heart, drawing from that deep desire. When he began to abuse her again, her heart would shatter just a little bit more.

Pulling her head from his chest she gasped when she saw the doctor and her professor sitting on the couch. Mal set her down on the leather ottoman in the middle of the seating area. The men all leered as she sat there, naked with cum still stuck to her hair. When the doorbell rang, her daddy went to open the door.

"Ah, Ellis, just in time. Glad you could make it."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world, Mal!"

Ellie stared in shock as she watched her brother walk into the house. He was as handsome as ever, but she couldn't believe he was here to help her father. She locked eyes with him, her gaze accusing. He winked at her. To the other men, it looked mocking and insincere. But to Ellie, it contained all the information she needed.

He was still going to rescue her, but hadn't figured out how yet. She resigned herself to more brutal treatment, finding solace in the fact that her beloved brother would be there to soften the experience. If he were the one landing the blows or pounding her body, then at least she knew it was being done by someone who truly cared.

"Now that we're all here, let's get to business."

Mal was in his element. His boys already knew the drill, and would contribute when they felt like it, but it was essential that these men got the ball rolling. Having control over others was what Mal lived for, and ordering the torture and brutal fucking of his daughter by his friends was the best idea he'd ever shad to exert his authority.

"Doctor Gall, could you please explain to Ellis and the Professor what you told me last night?"

Doctor Gall laid a hand on Ellie as he spoke, his fingers toying with one of her nipple rings.

"I've been monitoring her progress and am sad to say that her psychosis seems to be growing worse. Her orgasms come even for strangers and under the most humiliating circumstances. It has become obvious to me that she has no clue what it means to be a woman. A real woman."

Ellie sobbed with shame as she felt her pussy tighten and grow wet. She was raised Catholic. She knew that sex was for procreation only, that no good Catholic girl would respond the way she was. It almost made her glad it was some disorder they were diagnosing her with, and not demonic possession. That thought scared her almost as much as losing her mind. The doctor continued to torment her while he spoke.

"She must be reminded of what a woman should feel and think, and the best way to do this is to have her serve her purpose as a woman. Namely, to bear children."

Ellis gripped his fists tightly. He saw where this was going.

"You want to get her pregnant?"

Ellie gasped in both surprise and unbidden pleasure as the doctor's fingers kept stimulating her. Pregnant? She couldn't stop herself from exclaiming.

"But I'm not married!"

Everyone but Ellis laughed. Professor Hort was the first to compose himself.

"You have committed so many sins as it is, you can't possibly be concerned about that! Your soul is irrevocably damned unless we can stop this nymphomania. Worry about the little things later."

Ellie blushed. She supposed it

was

pointless now. Only a moment ago she'd thought demonic possession was a possibility. Her father continued with the doctor's explanation.

"Once my little girl has become a mother, the purity of pregnancy and motherhood should help her overcome her impurities."

The men all nodded in agreement, Ellis following them a heartbeat later. He cleared his throat.

"Who is to be the father?"

Mal shrugged.

"It doesn't really matter. But while we attempt to impregnate her, there are some general, ladylike rules she needs to learn."

Ellie moaned in a very unladylike fashion, which was of course the doctor's intent as his fingers trailed down from her nipples to tease her engorged clit. Her father shook his head sadly.

"Firstly, she must continue to be taught that orgasms are wrong and sex outside of marriage and for any purpose other than reproduction is wrong. We will be trying to inseminate her, but as none of us are her husband, this lesson can still be effective."

Ellie felt herself building as the doctor began to finger her cunt, first with one finger, then a second.

"Next, she must learn obedience. She needs to understand that she is inferior, as a woman, to men. We will all concentrate on giving her more opportunities to obey. We have had to do all the work so far, it is time she learned how to work for her own cure as well."

Ellie's hips began to squirm of their own accord. She began to squeeze her inner lips, trying to hold the pleasure.

"Lastly, she needs to learn her place. She will not speak unless spoken to and she will always respond with 'Yes, sir.'"

Ellis was having trouble dealing with the obviously misogynistic tactics they expected to use on his sister. He loved women, and had grown to love Ellie in the little time he'd known her. How anyone could treat her this way, especially the man who gave her life, he simply couldn't fathom. Ellis realized it must be something twisted, evil, and lacking in Mal and his friends. It redoubled his determination to get her free, even as he watched his little sister gush cum onto the leather ottoman while the depraved men spoke of harming her.

Ellie was sobbing uncontrollably. The orgasm had intensified her feelings of worthlessness and objectification. As a child she'd watched her mother spend hours and countless dollars perfecting her appearance. She did this so that her step father could parade her around like some trophy. In the beginning, she hadn't realized it, had simply thought her step father enjoyed having her mother for company. But as she grew older, she began to notice how all her mother ever did was smile and look good.

It didn't matter that her mother went to college, that she had been a successful real estate agent. What mattered were appearances, and what that said about Ellie's step father. It was his money and connections that paid for everything. It was one of the reasons her mother had broken down so fast. The will left everything for the lawyers to sort out, and Ellie's mother was left to wait and see where that left her.

As she listened to the men deciding her fate, she began to note the similarities. She was going to be treated like her mother. Someone to be used to enhance their lives, who never caused trouble. Someone they could control completely. She wondered just how long it would take before they would dress her up fancy and parade her around for their friends. Then she realized Mal already had. He'd displayed her as the ultimate trophy, the ultimate toy, and shared her with dozens of men, dressing her in chains and ink instead of clothes.

Now they were going to breed her. The thought at once horrified and excited her. As a mother, she would have a new purpose. She would be worthwhile again. They would have to leave her alone when she was pregnant as well. It was selfish, to want a child as protection against her family, but Ellie couldn't stop herself from the desire. Her greatest fear was that it would be a girl. They would turn their hatred for women onto her innocent daughter. A son would be indoctrinated into their sick clique, but at least he wouldn't be a victim.

The doctor pulled his fingers from her sopping pussy as they solidified their schedule.

"I'm afraid the professor and I cannot stay for the remainder of the day. We will return in the evenings, myself to check on her physical and mental status, while the professor provides some necessary educational tutoring."

Mal smiled at the men then caught Ellis's eye.

"I've taken today off, so I can assist you with the program, but after today, you will be on your own."

Ellis nodded. It pained him to know he would have to participate in his sister's torture, but at least it would only be for the one day. Numerous plans for escape died instantly when Mal explained his security system.

"I want to make sure my daughter is protected, so there are some security features to the house you should know about. The system is linked to my e-mail account and I will receive a text notification whenever an outside door is opened. If you need to leave the house for any reason, you will have to ask me to disable to security system as well as unlock the remote locking mechanisms. I also have the front door set up to take a picture every time the front door is opened, so that I can be certain she isn't being taken."

Ellis smiled wanly. The first rate security system would make it nearly impossible to leave the house without detection. He was at a complete loss of how they would handle it. For now, however, he simply went along with Mal, congratulating his foresight.

"It's all state of the art, very expensive."

Ellis couldn't stand the man's bragging, but one look at Ellie's pathetic form on the ottoman was all the resolve he needed. He couldn't back out now, or he'd lose any chance of earning Mal's trust.

The doctor reached for his bag and took out a small needle.

"Well, we should start with the fertility treatments now. I will administer more in the evening. Right now we need to try and determine where in her cycle she may be. Proper knowledge of the female reproduction cycle will increase her chances of conceiving in spite of the prior hormone treatments."

Ellie hissed as the needle was stuck into her arm. The doctor then took a very large basal thermometer and stuck it inside her pussy. He moved it slowly in and out of her body, gently stroking her like it was a dildo. After five minutes he removed the thermometer and wrote down the temperature in a notebook. The gentle pressure had not made her cum, and Ellie was feeling strangely bereft.

"After one month, the hormones should be in effect and we will have basal temperature readings to base the following month's schedule on."

The professor was licking his lips eagerly while he stared at her petite body and lightly fuzzed nether regions.

"Certainly, it couldn't hurt to begin the insemination process today, would it? I mean... birth control fails, sometimes..."

Mal waved his hand dismissively.

"Yes, yes, of course Professor Hort! Go ahead and begin, but as was explained, Ellie must learn obedience as well, so make your desires known to her. This is also a good time to teach her hospitality."

Ellie shuddered as her father explained how she was to be a proper hostess.

"Whenever we have guests, you will greet them by saying: 'Welcome to my father's home. Please command your every pleasure.' Then you will thank them for their use of you."

Ellie gaped at him with open shock.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Greet our guests, daughter!"

Ellie stared helplessly at the men before nearly whispering the greeting.

"Welcome to my father's home. Please command your every pleasure."

Hort practically giggled in anticipation as he patted his lap.

"Come here girl! Open my pants and begin sucking my dick!"

Ellie sniffed, wiping her tears away. Reluctantly she crawled off the ottoman and knelt between his legs. Unzipping his trousers his short, purple cock sprang free. Ellie resisted the urge to gag as she closed her mouth on his length, bobbing her head up and down while Hort leaned back to enjoy the sensations. When he placed a hand on her head, fondling her hair, she knew he was getting close to bursting.

"That's right, little girl, faster! Suck me harder!"

She tried to comply, wrapping her lips tightly and swirling her tongue as she increased the speed, bracing against his legs for better leverage. When he lay back against the couch his cock slipped from her mouth.

"Climb on top of me."

Ellie hesitated. Mal swatted her ass encouragingly.

"You will obey, daughter."

Hesitantly she climbed onto the disgusting old man, straddling him and lowering her body onto his. It was the most humiliating experience in her life so far. This was far worse than the vicious and anonymous rape of men the other day. Worse than her father and brothers as they abused her. At least there she could tell herself that she was an unwilling partner, that they forced her. Here, however, she was not merely choosing to whore herself to her professor rather than face their brutality, she had practically asked for it. She was participating in her own rape. And when her pussy tightened around his cock, she couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

She began to ride him slowly, letting her body bounce up and down on his, her tits jiggling in his face. Quickly, however, she began to grind against his shaft. The man was simply too short to provide enough friction and she was becoming frustrated. When she bore down on him, it rubbed her clit as well.

Mal immediately noticed her frustration. She was having a hard time being turned on by the disgusting little man. He turned on her piercings and watched as her body tightened with rising pleasure.

The professor grabbed her ass as he felt her pussy tighten on his cock.

"Yes! Yes! I'm coming now, don't stop grinding, little one, don't stop!"

Ellie obeyed, trying to reach her own pleasure as she felt her teacher's prick gush into her pussy. Right before she was sure that she would reach an orgasm, she felt his cock begin to go limp as he panted beneath her. She tried to grind against him, but the tiny penis just slipped from her body. She was still burning for release.

"Now thank the good professor, daughter. Don't forget your manners."

Ellie stared at the floor while she reluctantly expressed gratitude for the disgusting act.