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Step Sister Corruption Part 221 - Day 119 Failure

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Gabe

Well that failed fantastically.

I looked down at my new pet, aka my mom, as my cum dribbled out of her and her panting heavily.

Earlier mom brought me to her studio so I could see everything she does here and was impressed on how big the place looked.

She had a back drop where she does her photo's.

A kitchen where I found out she made most of our dinners where she performed for her audience in the buff.

Really didn't know that as it made me want to regurgitate every meal mom brought home where she said someone brought it to work when I didn't know what she did for work. If I could regurgitate every meal for the last half decade I would.

I also saw metal racks of equipment and rolling clothing hangers and cases.

Also with the pseudo room where she performs for her audience.

And let's not forget the makeup mirror.

Then she brought Jesse over so I could explain to Jesse about the possible venture I had brought to my folks as I still was waiting on dad's answer. But with mom bringing me to her studio made me believe she was onboard.

After I explained everything to Jesse it sounded like she was onboard as well.

Now we were just waiting on dad to give us the green light.

After Jesse left mom was on me wanting another taste of me as I had to stop her telling her about my possible potency. Really don't want mom carrying my child.

Then she took us to a fertility clinic to have me tested but found out that process would take too long. A little bummed to have my theory tested I left her to her devices as she came out 30 minutes later and took me to eat lunch.

Then we came back to her studio....for her to continue to seduce me.

Honestly the whole me being a mother fucker still weirded me out.

A sister fucker, though true, Kel wasn't really my sister so I was able to see past it and see Kel as a girl that I'm a weird relationship with.....well her and Summer.

But me fucking someone who made me was everything my mother raised me against.

And here she was trying to fuck me. The same person who grew in her pussy. The same person that came out of her she was now trying to convince fucking the same thing he grew in.

I mean I knew there was a saying that men came out of a vagina and spend the rest of their lives trying to get back into.

But this was different and shouldn't be a literal thing.

So I decided mom needed help and needed her to agree to seeing a fucking shrink with her issue.

My plan was to abuse her and demoralize her so much that it snapped her out of her lust as my whole I might impregnate you backfired horribly as she came out of the clinic with a ovary plug so the idea of impregnating her was now nonexistent. And I thought that would get her to wake up with being possible potent sperm but typical mom when she has something on her mind and she wants something bad enough she'll find a way to make it happen.

So I started off with throat fucking her with wild abandon as I smacked her tits and abused her tits as I fucked her face as hard as I could.

And I thought it was working as she kept pushing me away but when she started allowing it more and more I knew I had to up my game.

So I upped my game by calling her my pet. At first it worked as each time I used the word it made her twitch causing her to fight me. I so hoped it caused her to fight enough to realize exactly how bad an idea of me fucking her was.

But eventually she stopped fighting that too.

I had to take drastic measures.

I stopped throat fucking her and moved onto creating a scenario that would force her to wake up.

I made an ultimatum. Return to being my mom or go to being my pet.

At first she tried to negotiate remaining my mom but being my fuck toy when it was convenient for her.

She even tried to compare her situation to Kel.

Only difference between her and Kel was if caught she would lose everything she had worked for including her family. I'm sure if dad caught us he would make sure she was penniless without any contact with us kids and that would destroy my mom.

I told her she needs to get help and convinced her to start seeing a shrink. After some searching she found one and called to make an appointment.

I told her if she didn't have an appointment by Wednesday I was going to fuck her ass which she twitched enough to where I knew she would make sure she had an appointment before Wednesday.

Then I altered my ultimatum by saying either she goes back to my mom or becomes my pet until she starts her therapy.

I knew with a option to have the best of both worlds she was going to lean back and have my dick inside her.

But I wasn't going to be nice as I had been.

I was going to fuck her without mercy.

I wasn't going to do my normal and wait for her orgasms to subside as I relished in the experience.

She wanted pure carnal raw fucking as I was going to give it to her with as much abuse and demoralization as I could throw at her.

I spanked her. Pulled her hair. Called her a slew of names.

But she just accepted everything I did as I fucked her in front of the camera that I had put up hoping it would snap her out of this.

Nope.

I fucked her hard enough I knew I bypassed a multitude of her orgasms as she screamed through her gag and took the pounding I put her through until my eventual orgasm.

Now I looked at my pet sprawled out heavily panting.

I was covered in sweat and needed some much needed nutrients and electrolytes.

I put on my clothes and uploaded the video from the camera to my cloud account before deleting the video so there's no real evidence of what transpired thinking that I could use it to blackmail my mother into something but don't want that evidence anywhere it could be found.

I moved over to my panting pet and decided maybe one last jab might knock some sense into my mother.

I smacked my new pets ass and spoke, "Come on bitch I need some food."

I hoped me calling her bitch yet again would trigger something like oh I don't know maybe some defiance, her yelling at me that she's my mother..... you know something but nope.

All I got in response from her was "Yes sir."

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Step Sister Corruption Part 222 - Day 122 Ginger Sees a Shrink Pf 1

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Sarah aka Ginger

I sat in a waiting room at Dr. Regina Hill's office waiting for my turn as I had filled out all the documentation on why I would be seeing Dr. Hill.

I kept my reason fairly vague in the paperwork.  I just selected the options I wanted Dr. Hill to help me with, along with options that I wasn't opposed to helping with my overall mental health.

I had called the Dr.'s office yesterday at exactly 8:01am after they had opened, essentially begging for the doctor to see me.  Really didn't want to lose my asshole's virginity to Gabe.  Along with begging them to email me the confirmation of my appointment in which I immediately forwarded to Gabe.

Gabe told me if I wanted to remain as a fuck doll I had to attend the therapy session along with a confirmation followup.

So I couldn't just check in and leave.....damn it.

I had to sit there and talk to Dr. Hill and get her to agree to continue seeing me and get another confirmation email for a follow up and send that to Gabe.

I desperately wanted to remain as a fuck doll to Gabe. But not at the expense of my asshole.

Over the last few days my son had increasingly called me a slew of names ranging from slut to fuck meat but I took the demoralization in stride as it made me happy that I was getting attention from him.....and it made me more wet.

I knew I had a problem but I didn't care as the last time he fucked me he utterly broke me and any shred of who I was wasn't there anymore.  My only concern was to make Gabe happy as I was his to use however he wanted.

And Gabe wanted me to see a shrink.  And he wanted me to be honest with Dr. Hill.

Honestly I didn't want to be honest with Dr. Hill as I was content with my pecking order in Gabe's line of pussy.  As long as he was willing to fuck me I was happy.

Yet because he commanded it I would sit here and wait for my turn to speak to Dr. Hill.

I looked around the office to see it semi looked like any doctor's office.

There was a receptionist. There looked like a back room or rooms.

In the waiting room was a big darkly colored door with a light on next to it and a light switch next to the door.

The waiting room was more warmly colored and wasn't white or beige. It had more comfortable chairs.

Eventually, when my time to see the doctor got closer, the light next to the door turned off and a female exited.

The female quickly walked over to the receptionist and I heard her quickly pay her bill and make another appointment with the receptionist to see Dr. Hill again for the following week.

I only waited a few moment's before a woman standing a few inches taller than me walked out and addressed me, "Mrs Michaels?"

I nodded.

The woman smiled her discolored coffee stained teeth at me, "Please come in."

I got up and walked into Dr. Hill's office.

The office looked drastically different than what I'm accustomed to with doctor's offices in general being white, stereo typically cold, and a lack of comfort.  This was warm, inviting, and cozy.

There were books galore on one wall.  A nice landscape with an aquarium on the other wall.  A huge view with blinds and curtains.

It was everything that went against medical offices but I assumed this type of layout would be stereotypical with shrinks.....I guessed.

Dr. Hill spoke as I looked around, "Please sit."

I looked at the direction she was pointing to an overly large sofa as I smirked thinking this must be the 'laying chair' that I've seen in just about every movie and television show I've watched.

I shrugged and sat down on the sofa, finding it nearly comfortable.

Not sure if the sofa was new or not but it was something I might put in my own house.....if my taste wasn't so......what's the word I'm looking for........geared towards fabric couches.

In my own house most of our furniture is more leather than fabric.

I think the only fabric things in our house are over at Kelly and Gabe's.

Granted they chose an expensive sofa.

Not saying this couch isn't expensive.....more.....guahhhh it's like I'm judging a doctor on their choice of furniture to give her clientele comfort seemed off to me.

What?

After years of having my husband basically spoil me with near expensive items in my life when I come across something that wasn't expensive, it seemed cheap in my mind.

I got out of my thinking as I heard Dr. Hill speak, "So Mrs. Michaels what brings you here today?"

I looked at her having the largest urge to essentially clam up and not speak but my new master, aka Gabe, had ordered me to talk to this doctor to get me some much needed help.

Only thing is he didn't tell me how much I was allowed to divulge but knew I had to say something or I wouldn't be graced with his cock again.

I sighed thinking, might as well give a basic outline, "Well I came here thinking I need help with my marital life with my husband."

Dr. Hill started writing on a pad, "Uh huh.  So you're here for marriage counseling?"

I looked at her, "Sort of."

Dr. Hill looked at me, "So I take it the marriage is fine but in the bedroom then?"

I nodded, "You could say that."

Dr. Hill wrote something down on her pad, "Go on."

I sighed, "Well lately I've noticed that me and my husband just aren't clicking anymore."

Dr. Hill nodded, "And how long have you felt like this?"

I tried to count and answered, "A few months give or take."

Dr. Hill wrote something down before she spoke, "And what changed for this new problem to come up?"

I wanted to answer because I fucked my son instead I answered, "I don't know."

Dr. Hill just looked at me but then wrote another thing down on her pad, "Have you always had your problem or is it something new?"

I shrugged, "New I guess."

Dr. Hill looked at me, "Why don't you tell me about your husband and your issue."

I sighed again and spoke, "Well things between me and my husband have been fantastic.  Just as of late I feel like he's lacking in the bedroom department."

Dr. Hill wrote more on her pod before she looked up at me, "Lacking how?"

I thought well he isn't Gabe is the problem but spoke, "I don't know.  I just feel like I'm no longer appreciated."

Dr. Hill wrote more before she looked at me, "Appreciated how?"

I looked at her and spoke, "You know.  Not in general."

Dr. Hill looked at me, "Ok why don't you explain to me what it used to be before your problem came up?"

I blushed as I tried to think of how Jason and I used to make love and nearly scoffed at the idea as it lingered in my head of how we used to fuck.

Dr. Hill remained patient so I found the words to describe how we used to make love which up until Gabe I thought was perfect and was happy.  I spoke knowing my cheeks were red, "Well when we first got together we were each attentive towards each other's needs.  He would eat me out and tease me until I begged him to fuck me.  I used to wake up wanting to tease him and give him a good morning beej."

Dr. Hill wrote something down on her pad while she listened to me.  "That was before we had children."

Dr. Hill nodded and spoke, "A lot of couples go through that."

I spoke, "No, we already had two children before Jason and I started having kids.  I had Gabe and he had Kelly before both of us started dating each other."

Dr. Hill wrote more on her pad before she looked at me, "Did Gabe or Kelly hinder your's or Jason's inhibitions towards each other?"

I shook my head, "God no.  We always waited for them to be asleep or when they were at school before we engaged in any of that activity."

Dr. Hill wrote that down before she looked up, "And when did your love life start to tapper?"

I shrugged, "I don't know.  It just sort of happened I guess."

Dr. Hill wrote that down before she spoke, "Mrs. Michaels a lot of couples go through this the longer their relationship goes on.  At first it's a raincheck here and little hurry up there.  Eventually if you don't take time to keep the magic alive then usually in most cases the novelty of having fun wears off."

I quickly spoke, "Oh no.  Jason and I still have our fun."

Dr. Hill looked at me, "Do you still give him a morning," she looked at her notes, "beej as you called it?"

I blushed but spoke, "Not always.  No."

Dr. Hill continued, "And does he spontaneously," she looked at her notes, "eat you out until you beg for his cock?"

I blushed again, "Not really.  No."

Dr. Hill nodded, "And this is why you're here?  Because you two haven't taken the time to have fun with each other.  Get back to the life you were accustomed to before kids and building a life together happened."

I shrugged, "Sort of.  Yeah."

She looked at me, "Is there something else?"

I refrained from spilling my guts about Gabe and myself.....or Gabe and the slew of girl's.

She waited patiently for me to answer before she asked, "Mrs. Michaels?  Is there something else?"

I clammed up knowing right now I was probably the worst poker player as my facial expressions probably gave me away.

I looked at Dr. Hill and she waited...and waited.

I sighed, "Yes and no."

Dr. Hill rose her eyebrow but remained calm as she spoke, "Mrs. Michaels this is your time to speak.  I'm merely here to listen and help you.  So if there's anything else you would like to talk about, now is the time to speak."

I looked at her, "I'm afraid Dr. Hill an hour won't help me."

Dr. Hill looked at me skeptically as she spoke, "Mrs. Michaels I can assure you there is nothing you can say that I haven't heard before.  My purpose is to listen and help where I can."

I looked at her feeling the urge to talk about more than myself and Jason.

I wanted to tell her about my new found feelings for Gabe and his glorious cock.  How I want to worship him.  How he has brought me amazing orgasms that Jason has never brought me to experience.

I looked at her and spoke, "Tell me Dr. Hill what is your view of orgasms?"

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Step Sister Corruption Part 223 - Day 122 Ginger Sees a Shrink Pt 2

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Sarah aka Ginger

Dr. Hill smiled at me, "Orgasms?"

I nodded, "Yes orgasms. What is your view on them?"

Dr. Hill smiled and spoke, "Orgasms are essential. They help Release a flood of endorphins. They help fight depression. Helps with blood flow. And other benefits."

I looked at her, "And is there a difference between small and large orgasms?"

Dr Hill smiled, "Of course."

I kept up my line of questioning, "And if your partner only helps achieve small orgasms?"

Dr Hill looked at me, "But he doesn't help give you large orgasms?"

I spoke softly, "I thought he did."

Dr Hill spoke, "Thought as in past tense?"

I nodded.

Dr Hill followed my questioning, "But you found something or someone that opened your view of the difference?"

I nodded.

Dr. Hill caught on to my silent omission, "And that's why you came to see me?"

I nodded again.

Dr. Hill spoke, "And you're afraid if you continue using this 'something' or 'someone' that you'll lose your relationship with your husband?"

I sighed and looked at Dr. Hill and spoke softly, "Yes."

Dr. Hill wrote something in her pad before she looked at me, "And have you told your husband about this?"

I shook my head furiously, "God no!"

She looked at me for a moment before she spoke, "How long has this been going on?"

I shrugged, "A few months."

Dr. Hill spoke, "About the time you started questioning your relationship with your husband?"

I felt my eyes begin to water, "Not at first no."

Dr. Hill was silent for a moment before she spoke, "Why don't you tell me what happened to make you do this?"

I looked at her, "Because I don't want to say it."

Dr. Hill spoke, "Are you afraid that I'll tell your husband?"

I shrugged, "Maybe."

Dr. Hill spoke, "Mrs. Michaels whatever we speak about here I will not divulge to your husband or anyone.  This is a safe space.  My purpose is to listen and help you on the road to recovery in whatever is causing you to come to see me."

I looked up at her, my first tear falling from my eyes to fall into my lap not saying anything.

Dr. Hill remained silent, not saying anything as she let me go through my own head as I played everything that happened.

Eventually she spoke, "Mrs. Michaels why don't you tell me?  Just the facts.  You don't have to tell me names or associations."

I looked at her, another tear falling, "You sure?"

Dr. Hill nodded.

I sighed, "Well it happened a few months ago."

Dr. Hill remained regal as she simply sat there just listening.

I tried to think of the correct words to use without mentioning Gabe or Kelly in my scenario as I tried to replay my cheating on my husband and how I found out that I had a much bigger and unknown strength in my body.

I continued, "I was helping some close friends with their own drama.  Friends I never thought in a million years that would needed my help."

I watched as Dr. Hill wrote something on her pad.  I imagine it was my usage of friend.

Still I continued, "These friends I had watched blossom over the years and they had recently started dating.  At first I couldn't believe that they had gotten together."

Dr. Hill went back to jotting down that note.

I continued to speak, "So during one of my helping these two realize their emotions for one another I accidentally watched them fuck one another."