My sister the bitch

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7 hours ago, Nkdnudist said:

Wow great episode thanks 

Thanks, I wasnt sure how it would be accepted as there isnt much sex involved, but I was trying to get the imagination going to show how much he is confused and falling down that rabbit hole from where there is no return. Also it is a major turn on for me to write as it isnt just a story, it is my fantasy, based upon true characters but the events didnt happen in the way described. anyway thanks for the comments. xx

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Later that evening, Peter sent me a text

“Hey sexy, missing me? I’m missing you, why don’t you send me a nice sexy pic of you, xxxx”

I brightened up straight away at reading his text,

“missing you, want you, xxxxxxxx”

And then I sent a pic just of my face

Reply, “nice pic, but I want to see more of you, show me your sexy body xx”

I didn’t even hesitate, I stripped completely and stood in front of the mirror, taking pics some just showing me standing there, some with me touching my nipples, which by the way as they were slightly swollen from the new rings I had in them, looked like budding tits, but they felt nice, I sent pics of me playing with my nipple rings, and showing my tongue stud, I even sent pics of me showing my bum, he loved them, sending me texts to show more, asking me to spread my bum cheeks and show my “pussy” and then asking if my mom or sister had any vibrators or dildos, I don’t know about my sister, I’ve looked around her room in the past when she has been out, looking at her underwear but I never found any sex toys, my mom however had a couple of vibrators and a small dildo, I told him this and he asked me to get the biggest, which was still not as big as the one I had in my arse that morning, anyway, I got it, it was smooth shaped like a torpedo, about 7 inch long and slightly fatter than my own cock. Peter told me to take pictures of me sucking it and sticking it in my bum. Stupidly, naïvely I did all that he asked and then when I had sent him a few I asked if I could see him when he finished work, I would walk to his place but he said no, he had somewhere else to be, and when I asked where, he said it was not my business. I was mortified, at first I thought he was happy with me because I sent the photos, then he didn’t want me to visit that night, I asked if he liked the photos and he said yes he would be looking at them later and thinking of me, that brightened me up a little, and I knew I would see him tomorrow as I would be back in work, I would be near him again, close to him, to smell him to touch him……….Christ what was wrong with me, what I needed now was some more of what he had injected into my arm last night, I knew that would make me feel better but I didn’t have any, I would have to wait, and wait I did, I slept most of the time, I wanked my cock thinking of him and used my mom’s vibrator in my hole, in fact, when I woke after a long sleep I found it was morning, my mom and Dad and sister where back in the house and I still had to get my mom’s vibrator back to her room in case she missed it, but that was easy, Facing my dad downstairs with my new hairstyle and my ears pierced, now that was a whole different matter.

“Christ lad, what are you up to?, you look like a flaming homo!”

“Oh come off it dad, all the boys are changing to this style, welcome to the 21st century”, my sister laughed

My dad just looked disgusted and looked away

My phone buzzed, a message, I thought it might be Helen, instead it was Peter, he had sent me a pic of his engorged cock standing proud, and the message simply, “my place after work, bring clean clothes and toothbrush”

I felt disappointment it wasn’t Helen whilst at the same time a feeling of elation knowing that I would be having fun tonight with the man who ridiculously enough I was falling in love with, how stupid, I had been having sex with him for two days and now all I could think of was that I wanted him in me, I wanted the way he made me feel, whether that was his love or the chemicals he put in my arm, I don’t know but I wanted it, I wanted more.

I went for a shower, I tried to clean my arse as best I could but I didn’t have a douche, so I shoved my fingers in and opened myself as much as I could, and I shaved, he said he likes smooth, so I shaved all over, my groin, my bum hole, my armpits, my legs, my arms, I’ve never had much on my face so that wasn’t a problem. After I got out of the shower I noticed I had another message from Peter, simply saying,

“Wear some sexy underwear, a thong or G string”

I replied that I didn’t have anything like that, he messaged me back to borrow a pair of my sisters or my moms

“You want me to wear women’s undies?”

“They will look so sexy on you so yes, do it for me”

I thought about it, I didn’t want to disappoint him, I thought about being relaxed and the rush of chems and the feel of his naked body next to mine, so I went to my sisters room but she was in there, so I went to my mom’s room she had a decent figure, I went through her underwear draw, I knew she had some sexy stuff, I had seen it before, I quickly grabbed a red lace front G-string, and rushed out of her room, I went straight to my room, only to find my sister there, I had my mom’s knickers in my hand but scrunched up, she might not see them, but my eye was drawn straight away to the vibrator she held in her hand,

“Who’s been a naughty boy then?” She laughed and threw it toward me, “better put it back before she, (mom), notices it is missing”. I went to catch it automatically and my sister noticed the scrap of red fabric in my hand.

“Oh, very nice, but next time come and ask me, I have some very sexy ones I can lend you, some nice split crotch ones so the guys can get easy access”

I was almost as red in the face as the panties I was holding as my sister walked past me with a massive smile on her face

I immediately went back to my mom’s room to return the vibrator, and as I walked past my sisters room, she called to me to come in, she had on a tee-shirt, that’s it nothing else, just a tee-shirt and when she lifted her arms I could see her pussy, I was staring at her, I would have loved to reach out and touch it, but it didn’t hold quite the attraction that Peters cock did, I quickly put my mother’s G-string in my pocket, and waited to find out what my sister wanted,

“I’m going into town to do some clothes shopping, want to come?” She made it sound like “Cum”

“No thanks”

“Oh come on we could have a girly day shopping”

“In case you hadn’t noticed, you are the only girl here”

“Oh, ok, I just thought you might like a nice skirt to go with those knickers, oh sorry, do boys like you call them panties?”

I stormed out of her room as she laughed at me, I went to my own room and put the G-string in a bag with clean jeans and tee-shirt, then grabbed my toothbrush and put that in too, now I had to just waste the rest of the day waiting to go to work that evening

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Well, I was alone in the house, my sister had gone shopping and my parents had gone to work, I managed to waste the day away, most of it I am sure you don’t want to know about, usual stuff watching TV, playing X-Box, watching porn, although to be fair I didn’t watch my usual porn, guys and girls, girls on girls, no, this time I was checking out some of the older guy/younger guy stuff, Twinks I found out they are referred to as.

Some of it just ordinary fucking, some of it BDSM, some group, I imagined myself at the centre of some of the scenarios and jacked off for ages shooting hard and long whilst watching a Twink getting fucked by two guys, I was imagining Peter and Daniel taking turns at either end of me and all the while I did this, I had my mothers Vibrator deep in my arse and touched my new nipple piercings, pulling on them. I felt so damn horny.

Sometime in the afternoon, my sister came home, I heard her enter the house, I heard her come up stairs thinking she would just go to her room, but just in case, I grabbed a towel that had been lying on my bed and threw it round my waist and sure enough, she just walked into my room as if she had every right too.

She had several bags with her and for maybe the first time in my life I thought, “where does she get her money from, she works behind a bar that’s all”, my thought was short lived as she smiling, put the bags down and reached inside one and brought out a smaller bag which she threw at me,

“Here you go Fag boy, a present for you” and she picked up her bags and strolled out.

I opened the bag and found inside two pairs of crotchless knickers and one lace G-string which also came with a bra, although it wasn’t really a bra as the was no cups for tits, just strings, and I heard my sister shout, maybe you can try them on for me, make sure they fit.

I stormed into her room and threw them at her, she just continued to smirk, so I didn’t say anything, just turned around and went back to my own room, luckily it wasn’t too long after that that mom and dad came home and a short while later mom called me and Tracy down to eat, but I wasn’t hungry, funny but I haven’t had an appetite for a couple of days now, so I just got showered and ready to go to work.

On arriving at work I went straight to the downstairs bar with my bag so Peter could store it behind the bar but mainly because I wanted to see him, as soon as I did, my face lit up, it was almost like a schoolboy crush. There was only one customer in the downstairs bar a middle aged balding guy who smiled at me when I walked in, but I ignored him and went straight to Peter he put his hands around my waist and pulled me to him and proceeded to kiss me, long and deep, at first I was worried about the customer, but as I felt Peters cock growing and pushing against my own groin and my own cock responding, I thought what the hell and kissed him back, our tongues entwining, saliva passing between us and as Peter pulled away I wanted it to go on forever. He looked at me smiled and said,

“So, how’s my sexy little fuck slut”

I kinda wavered a smile, not sure I would consider myself a fuck slut, but at least he said I am sexy, trouble was he said it loud enough for the customer to hear and as I looked across the guy was grinning.

“so, what are you wearing under those jeans?”

“Boxers”

Peters Face darkened, “I thought I asked you to wear a thong or G-string!”

“I have one it’s in my bag”

“So why aren’t you wearing it then?”

“I thought you meant for later”, I was getting so embarrassed as the customer was clearly listening

“Go get it”

I got it and Peter held out his hand, I handed it over, he held it up to look at it, the customer was also looking and smiling

“Very nice, whose is it?”

“My mom’s”

“Well it will look even sexier on you, Go put it on”

I looked at the customer then rushed to the toilets, and changed into it, I went back to the bar and Peter and the customer where talking,

“Boxers”

I handed Peter my Boxers which he immediately threw in the bin,

“You won’t be needing them anymore, now show me”,

I looked at the customer who was actually leaning over the bar to get a look as he was grinning, before I could react Peter had undone my belt and removed it from the loops of my jeans, rolling it up, he said,

“Come on I want to see”

I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zip and opened them so Peter and by now the customer could see, Peter slipped my belt into his pocket and reached toward my waist, pulling up the sides of the G-string, forcing the mesh fabric to outline my cock which was still hard

“Very nice, very sexy, can’t wait to get you home tonight”,

Peter turned to the customer,

“What do you think?”

“Very sexy, very fucking sexy”, as he licked his lips and I was disgusted

“Now button yourself up and get to work, I am looking forward to some fun with you later”

I refastened my jeans and went back up to the other bars knowing there would be glasses to collect and wash, as soon as I was out of sight I pushed down on the sides of the G-string below the waist of my jeans, unfortunately as I no longer had a belt on, my jeans kept slipping down and gave flashes of what I was wearing underneath, but other than a few sniggers and snide comments the evening was uneventful with the exception that every time I went to the lower Bar I had to pull up the sides of the Knickers as I know that’s how Peter wanted me to wear them. The first customer at the lower bar couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me, Peter told me he had bought me a drink and told me to be nice to him but when he asked me to stay and chat, I made my excuses and carried on working, eventually he left and Peter and I finished cleaning the bar and left. I was loving it, being with “my man”. This was my dream now, previously I just wanted Helen and her pussy, though sometimes I would have liked her arse but she never let me, now it seemed she was giving it to Daniel and maybe Jon too

We eventually got back to Peters place and as soon as we got inside I threw my arms around his neck wanting to hold him and wanting him to hold me and to want me, he laughed and we kissed and he said,

“Come on you horny little bitch, lets fuck, I knew I was in heaven and knew the night could only get better, it did, we stripped we kissed on the bed our naked bodies entwined, Peter got up and put some porn on the TV, he got his box of Dildos out and selected a smaller one, it had a tail attached to it.

“Right come here bitch”

I had already removed my clothes with the exception of my mother’s G-string, he turned me around told me to bend over and the spitting on my arse he worked a finger in, I could feel his nails scraping me, he then put in another finger and worked them in and out, opening them to open my hole, I then felt the cold steel of the plug pressed against my arse, and slowly he forced it in until I heard a pop and it was inside me,

“Right stand up…………….now pose”,

He had his phone in his hand and was taking pictures of me, pictures of my cock in the G-string pictures of me bending over but looking back at the camera so you could see both my face and my arse with the plug in, I knew I was making him happy so I complied with every move he made me do, eventually stopping he started to take his own clothes off,…..now the real fun would begin.

I lay on the bed as Peter got out his bag of tricks, first he gave me a pill when I asked what it was he told me it was a vitamin, I dry swallowed it, then he wrapped a band around his arm, took out a pre-prepared syringe, tapped a vein, slipped the needle in, drew it back so a little blood entered the tube, then he injected half the contents into his arm, then he carried out the same procedure with me, I rushed, I felt so full of life, so confident and Peter had me get on all fours, he pulled out the plug, threw it on the bed then I felt his cockhead at the entrance to what I was beginning to think of as my pussy, he fucked me more than once that night, a couple of times holding a bottle under my nose and telling me to sniff, wow, another head rush, I could feel the pressure and all the time he fucked me he was talking, I didn’t understand some of what he said, but I was buzzing and just knew I was making my lover happy

“Oh yes my little fuck pig, you will make a fine addition to the herd, I am going to enjoy fucking you and watching you change, I’m going to teach you so much, you’ll never be the same”

Several times he withdrew from my arse pussy, telling me to suck his cock, the he would go at me again from behind, he must have dumped 3 loads of fuck slop in me that night, and at the end, he put his fingers in my arse scooping out cum and arse juices, he put his fingers in my mouth for me to suck clean and I obliged, I would do anything for him, then he reached into the box once more and brought out a large dildo, the same as I had in me before, about 9 inch long I think, but after him working my arse pussy, it slid right in. I lay there in his arms, completely full, at one point he got up and went to the bathroom, he came back with a warm glass and told me to drink it, it was obvious what it was and when I emptied the glass, he patted me on the head and told me what a good slut I was, I fell asleep contented

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The following day, Wed, was a day of sex, fucking, sucking, rimming, piss, spit and stretching my arse pussy with fingers and toys, I also tried my first marijuana, I was having a wonderful time, spending most of it naked wearing only my piercings, a sheen of sweat and a layer of cum, though most of the cum coated the inside of my bowels.

In the afternoon, before my parents would normally come home from work, I went home to collect a few things and to leave a note saying “stopping at a friends for a few days”, the first thing I needed was underwear as Peter had thrown my last boxers in the bin, I needed some more, he also asked me to pick up a couple of items of lingerie in the form of knickers, I thought I would get one pair each from my sister and my mother to lessen the suspicion of them going missing, but I went to my room first, my fresh laundry was staked on the chair by my computer which is where my mom always left it, I grabbed one pair of jeans from the pile, 3 pairs of boxers and three tee-shirts and three pairs of socks, and I needed another pair of jeans, tee-shirt and underwear to wear today.  I would put the remaining pile of clothes in respective drawers and then go and chose some knickers, I had left my mom’s knickers at Peters place, he said he would throw them in the wash and what the hell, he said,

“As they suit you so much, you might as well keep them, I will enjoy seeing you in them again”

As I opened the respective drawers placing in Jeans, shorts, tee-shirts, socks, I opened my underwear drawer and there inside on the top where the three items Tracy had given me yesterday, the two pairs of crotchless knickers, the G-string and matching bra that wasn’t a bra, merely straps. I was angry with her what if my mom had seen them, but then mom never goes in my drawers, (or so she said), but I held them up and looked at them, they looked pretty and I did feel sexy yesterday wearing my mom’s G-string, I looked at the labels on them, and I shoved them in my bag, went to my computer and booted it up, I then looked up fantasygirl, the label on the lingerie, it sold an exclusive range of “Tgirl” lingerie, on line available at certain retail stores this lingerie was actually designed for guys, and it dawned on me, guys like me. It was all so beautiful, so pretty and so sexy, without thinking I set up an on-line account although I didn’t buy anything, after I set up the account I immediately felt guilty and shut my computer down but I decided then to also go and check out my sisters stuff, I chose one lace thong from her drawer, though there was loads I liked, then I did the same from my mom’s drawer, this time I had more time to look through my mom’s things, she had some extremely sexy underwear, even including some crotchless panties, stockings suspender belts, (apparently Americans call them Garter belts, I had noticed that on the on-line shop), wow, you get a whole new perspective on your mother when you see what she wears underneath, I don’t know why, I really don’t, but I grabbed a suspender belt, black and red, and a pair of dark lace top stockings and another black net fronted G-string, shoved them in my bag and rushed out of the house, I had gone perhaps half a street when I felt so guilty, I rushed back to return all of it, only to see my sisters car pulling onto the drive, I didn’t want to face her so I turned around again and walked away

I got back to Peters, he was sat on the sofa, wearing just a Tee-shirt, nothing more, his fat cock hanging out and laying limp but glorious between his legs. He asked me to put my stuff in the bedroom, whilst he rolled a joint, I came back into the living room and he had put the finished joint on the table, he was on his hands and knees putting another DVD in the player below the TV, I stared at his arse, thinking of getting my tongue in there, knowing that at some point today he would be telling me too, the very thought caused a stirring in my belly, a twitch in my groin.

He got up, sat back down and lit up the joint, passing it to me, I took a deep inhalation and coughed, I still wasn’t used to smoking, but all of a sudden I felt completely relaxed, Peter leaned in and kissed me on the lips and pushed his tongue inside my mouth, he didn’t need to push, I would have invited him in anytime. The DVD had started and this one showed a young crossdressing lad, maybe 19, with a much older man, in his 60’s or even older, although you wouldn’t have thought so from the size of his prick, standing proud and engorged, the lad was very effeminate looking and was wearing knickers, (a thong, lace), and a tee-shirt, the old man’s hands where all over his crossdressing friend and I felt Peters hands on me, touching my nipples, playing with my nipple rings whilst he nibbled my ear, he stuck his tongue right into my ear, Jesus how did he know, that is something the turns both Helen and myself on, it is kinda our thing, I once fucked her at a bustop, in front of an old guy, she let me ‘cos I stuck my tongue in her ear and it just turned her on so much, same with me, Christ you do that to me and I am open to anything, how the fuck did he know? Or is it just a natural thing, Helen was my first and only girlfriend so I didn’t have too much experience. Anyway, as he did it I writhed and squirmed, I reached for his cock and as I held it I ran my thumb over the head and could feel the precum oozing out. I wanted sooo much to suck on it but I was also loving what he was doing to my ear, he must have read my mind as he pushed my head down to his hard member, I didn’t suck it straight away, I kissed it gently, then licked the head, then opened my mouth wide and took it into me sucking, kissing, taking it out to lick it, my God I was in love with his cock. He laid back on the sofa and as I went to go down on him he told me to stop, strip and so I did, I was naked, on my knees on the sofa with his cock in my mouth and a dreamy look in my eyes, I loved my man so much, I wanted this to last forever and I knew I would do whatever I had too to keep him.

“Gonna try something different today, stay on all fours”

He got up from the sofa and came behind me, I heard him moving about, some rustling, then I felt his finger at my bum hole, he pushed his finger in moved it around then withdrew it, then pushed it in, both times it went in with relative ease, Hell, over the past few days there hadn’t been much time when I didn’t have something in my arse, but this time I felt a mild burning sensation and then nothing for a few mins, then all of a sudden, wow, I mean really fucking WOW!

FUCK, I wanted him in me, FUCK, I was feeling amazing, and I would have done anything he asked so long as he gave me his cock FUCK, when I said I would have done anything, I mean anything, if we had been in a crowded room and he told me to strip and get ready to fuck I would have done it, all my inhibitions where gone, I was a cock craving fucker, I needed to be fucked by him, in fact by anyone, it was amazing. And he did fuck me, it seemed to go on forever but I still wanted more, I have no idea when I passed out, but I know I woke sometime in the early hours, I was alone on the sofa and cold, and Peter had evidently gone to bed. I thought I needed to shit, but I put my fingers to my fuck hole and found it was filled with a plug, I just knew the insides of my bowels would be coated in cum, I never thought about it being absorbed into my body, that’s the kind of stuff I learnt about later but for now I was content to have it in me.

That’s how the next couple of days went on, when we were not at work, there was lots of fucking, lots of sucking, sometimes Peter taking pics of me, naked or in the knickers I had stolen from my sister and mother, even wearing the stockings and suspender belt, I didn’t mind, if it turned Peter on then it turned me on too, of course I even had my own knickers that my sister had bought for me, I wore them all and was fucked in every position in them all

It was on the Friday that Peter told me that he had made other arrangements for me that night, it was Peters night off and I had to work, but he told me he would be going out, he wouldn’t say where, but he said he had made arrangements for me to stay with a friend.

“I don’t need to stay with a friend, I could stay here I’m not a kid”

“I am not having you stay here”

“Well, OK, I can just wait outside the door until you come back”

“No, you’re not having the neighbours complain I have a tramp sleeping on my doorstep”

“OK, I’ll go home for the night”

“Not a good idea, I spoke to Tracy, your dad is really pissed at you, she said you should stay away from him for a bit”

“Why? I haven’t done anything”

“No idea, Tracy would not say why he was mad at you though she did allude to the theft of some of your mother’s underwear”

I wasn’t happy but could see no other way out, I didn’t know where else I could stay, not with the ways I had changed recently, shunning my friends to spend time with Peter, and my change in appearance too, so that’s how I ended up staying at Georges place that Friday night. George it turns out, was the man who sits at the bar and is a friend of Peters, He is the one who remarked that my mother’s G-string looked very sexy on me. I wasn’t happy going there and told Peter so.

“You be nice to him, he is going out of his way to take you home from work and put you up for the night, you do what he says, OK? Exactly what he says, without question and yes, if he comes on to you, you let him ok?”

“But what about us? I just want to be with you”

“We are together, but not tonight, Listen, I think you are being bloody ungrateful, people are trying to look out for you and look after you and you are being selfish, if George wants to sleep with you, you just bend over and take one for the team OK?”

“But how can we be in a relationship if I am sleeping with other men?”

“Oh for fucks sake, on Saturday I invited you to a party and you ended up getting buggered by at least ten different guys, you didn’t complain then did you?”

“But……….”

“No buts, do you want to come back here on Saturday or not?”

“Yes”

“OK, then tonight, if he wants you too you will suck his cock and spread those gorgeous arse cheeks for him and do anything else he wants you too, OK?”…………”OK?”

“Yes….ok”

“Right now start getting ready for work and put on that black G-string of your mothers, oh and a tight tee-shirt, if you haven’t got a tight one, I have”

I did as I was told, my nipple rings showed through the tee-shirt, I even pulled up the sides of the G-string as I knew Peter liked that and I wanted to please him, I had upset him enough, he was right I was being ungrateful, I was being childish, when I came out of the bedroom, he took me to work, he dropped me off and I walked in to the expected stares and comments, I was utterly dejected.

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I started work at the top bar, ensuring it was well stocked, then the middle and then the lower bar, that’s where my sister was tonight, taking over Peters job for the evening. There were only a few of the regulars in the whole building, I didn’t want to talk to my sister, but she greeted me anyway,

“Hi Fagboi, how you doing?”

I ignored her but she kept talking anyway

“I hear your staying at George’s tonight, hope you got some sleep this afternoon, you’re going to need your energy later” she sniggered at her own private joke

I walked away to start collecting glasses when I heard her remark loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear,

“Are those moms’ knickers you’re wearing? She has noticed some missing, and stockings, have you got those too?”

I turned absolutely bright red, turned around and went up the stairs to clean glasses in another bar. The next couple of hours went without incident although I avoided the lower bar and my sister in the end I had to go back down there and when I did I noticed George sitting at the bar, I had not noticed him come in, when he saw me a smile spread across his face, my sister spoke up

“Where you been Fagboi, we have glasses need collecting and washing”

“Oh leave him alone” said George, “he is a busy boy”

“Or will be later from what I hear” sniggered my sister and George laughed alongside her,

I went straight to George, just as I had been instructed by Peter and coached what to say, before he dropped me off,

“Thank you for putting me up tonight, I do appreciate it and won’t be any trouble and I will do anything to make my stay pleasurable for you” I was again bright red when I said this, it seemed, it was becoming my natural colour.

George reached to my waist and plucked at the side of my G-string showing,

“Whose are these?”

I thought about lying but knew Peter or my sister would say something

“My mother’s”

“Nice sexy, I bet she is a sexy bitch too if she wears this kinda thing”

“She is” my sister spoke up

I was shocked as I never thought my sister would ever talk about our mother like that

“She has some real sexy lingerie and a few toys too, as my sissy brother knows only too well, isn’t that right Fagboi?”

As she humiliated me by saying these things, George had reached his hand up and was caressing my left nipple, it was still sensitive and felt nice and I took a step toward him so he didn’t have to reach so far, so our bodies where nearer, so my groin touched his leg as he sat on the barstool. Oh my fucking God, what was I doing, I mumbled something about work to do and rushed off towards the bars upstairs only to be called back by my sister reminding me that work still needed doing down there. I rushed around as fast as I could, collecting and washing the glasses and putting them on the shelves, I hated bending over or stretching up to put the glasses where they needed to be as it showed more of my stomach and lower back. I got the job done and went back to the other bars, I noticed every now and again just on odd occasions, I would catch someone looking at me, different people, some my ager some older and I realised they were appraising me, one or two even smiled, not a smile at my humiliation but rather an indication that they liked what they saw. I know that makes me sound big headed, but it wasn’t many people, maybe just 3 guys the entire night.

At one point I returned to the lower bar to find George had bought me a drink and asked me to sit with him, of course I told him I was busy but my sister insisted I could spend a few minutes as an employee, I was also a hostess she said, it didn’t even occur to me that she had referred to me as a hostess rather than a host, anyway, I sat on a barstool next to George and immediately his hand was on my thigh, quite high up and stroking gently, I knew I should not close my legs and so I sat there whilst he kept his hand on my thigh, indicating to everyone that for tonight at least, I was his property.

I quickly drank my drink and got back to work, and when I finished, George was waiting to take me back to his place, he promised my sister that we would have a great night and we walked out to his car. When we got to Georges place, we got out of his car and he put his arm around me like I was his girlfriend or something, in fact much the same way that Helen and I had walked many times, we entered his house and he led me through to the living room. George’s house was lovely, clean and full of the latest gadgets, he obviously had plenty of money as I guessed from the huge flat screen TV on the wall, and when he showed me the bedroom a massive bed, mirrors on walls and ceiling, he obviously liked to watch himself.

“Where am I sleeping?”

“You will be in here with me, now, let’s get you out of those jeans and let’s get a proper look at what you look like in your mother’s panties………………wow, you look fucking sexy in them, I bet she does too, next time you come here I want you to wear a different pair of hers, and don’t wear clean ones, wear some from the laundry basket”

Oh, fucking gross, I now realised what an actual [banned word] George was, but, I could live with that, I had no intention of coming back here

 I stood there in just the G-string I had removed my tee-shirt , jeans socks, trainers, George admired my nipple adornments, playing with them, twisting and pulling them, I could see his trousers starting to tent at the front, he saw me looking and grinned,

“Get it out“ he smiled at me, I reached for his belt, undid it and pulled the loose end from the loop, I unbuttoned his trousers, I unzipped him, but not easily as his member was straining against the material and I was as nervous as a girl on her prom date, even though I had now had my share of cocks, I was still shaking like a leaf, and when the zip was lowered, his cock sprang forward, he wasn’t wearing underwear, but that wasn’t the surprise, the size of his cock is what shocked me, I knew there was no way I would get that inside me,

“Don’t worry” he said “lots of girls don’t think they can handle it, but they do, in fact over the years I’ve only had two accidents, one eventually recovered and the other received a handsome payout, now turn around”,

I was shaking like a leaf, it was even bigger than the large dildo Peter had used on me, I am not sure quite how big but it looked at least as long as the 12 inch rule I used to have at school, and oh my god was it thick, I know my hand would definitely not close around it. He carried on talking whilst I turned around, and as I had my back to him, George grabbed my arm and pulled it behind me, I felt something around my wrist and heard a click, then he grabbed my other arm and the same thing, now, then he turned me to face him again, this time he picked up from a table I hadn’t noticed, a collar which he fastened around my neck, not tight but it felt heavy, and then he fastened a dog leash to it and then he said

“You’re going to need to get it wet for me”

he pushed me to my knees and as I tried to put my hands in front of me I found I couldn’t, for the second time in my life, for the second time in a week, I was wearing handcuffs. I looked up at him already tears forming in my eyes,

“Please”

He grinned evilly

“Open wide you silly sissy Bitch”

I wasn’t just frightened, I was scared to death and he knew it, and it gave him power, power over me more than just being able to tell me what to do,

I had no choice, and unlike Peters cock, I would not worship this one, I couldn’t kiss it and lick it as I did Peters, instead I just opened my mouth and George penetrated my face, slowly at first, but then moving with more rhythm and pushing in deeper, I was already choking, gagging, making disgusting sounds as he was reaching my throat with his meat, his hands on my ears pulling me onto him, then holding the back of my head and forcing ever deeper I couldn’t breathe, I hadn’t really learnt to deep throat, my face was in his groin, when I realised my nose was in his pubic thatch, I knew I must have nearly all that monster inside my throat, tears streaming down my throat, no oxygen getting into my body, then he withdrew and as I tried to take air in he pounded into my mouth and throat again, as he ravaged my throat, and my mouth although stretched wide was still straining to take it all in, he said to me

“Maybe I should do this to your mother too, I don’t often use women, I prefer young transitioning faggots like you, but I think it would be satisfying to have you watch me do her, which reminds me, Tracy wants me to train someone called Helen too, I believe she used to be your girlfriend, well, Daniel tells me she is an accomplished cock sucker, but I wonder if she ever deep throated one this size”

And as he continued to ravage my throat and hold me close into his pubic region, I guess it was inevitable that I would pass out and as I did I still had his words ringing in my mind, when I came too, I was on the bed, on my back, my hands till behind me, my head almost upside down as it hung off the edge, I felt sick and the lights where overshadowed by the figure that stood over me as he began to squat down a little so he could bring his humungous penis in line with my mouth, he didn’t hesitate, he pushed it in again slowly but then just rammed it in as hard as he could, I guess my throat had already been opened by him as he went straight in all the way down he fucked my face like this for a while, saliva, snot and precum coming out of my nose and mouth and running down my face into my eyes and over my forehead and into my hair. George withdrew, he twisted me around on his bed and scraped up the god awful goo from my face and put it back in my mouth, he coughed up a load of phlegm and spat that directly into my mouth the grinned at me as he tilted my mouth closed and then pinched my nose closed too, I swallowed it all I had no choice, but due to the power of this man, I think I would have swallowed it anyway, that evening being truly in his possession I would have committed murder, bestiality, absolutely anything, as it was I wasn’t required to do those things, but I was required to be an obedient piece of fuck meat.

George walked around the bed and then clambered onto from the other side, he grabbed my feet and spun me into a position where he was at my feet looking down on me, he raised one leg at a time, then taking some lube he started to finger my arse slipping in one finger, moving it around, grinning at me,

“I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time now, tonight you will be well and truly fucked”

I shook, I already knew what was between his legs and soon would be buried deep within my body, I knew my insides would have to move out of the way to accommodate the immense meat pole he would put inside me and I was frightened, I was convinced he would do permanent damage to me, I remembered that walk home after the first night I got fucked, how sore my arse was, how scared I was and yet I am sure no one at that party had a fuckstick as big as the one soon to impale me.

George withdrew his finger, then inserted two, at least he was lubricating my hole, not that it would do much good, he scissored his fingers in an effort to open me more then withdrew them again, he put my ankles on his shoulders to get easier access to my boy pussy, he kept putting his fingers in and opening me up then taking them out and then he added a third and continued, then a fourth, all the while working me open and he leaned forward to look me in my eyes and said in a vicious voice, like he hated me

“Don’t worry you dirty little cunt, I am under strict instructions not to damage you, if it wasn’t for that, I would fuck you up bad you pathetic stupid little faggot, prancing your cute arse about behind that bar like your too fucking good for the likes of me, when I finish with you, you will be able to get a fucking elephants cock in your arse”

He continued to work me open and eventually my sphincter failed, he had tucked his thumb in and his whole hand slid inside me, and then he started again, he already had one hand in me, filling my guts, making me moan, and then he started working a finger from his other hand inside me, this had been going on for sometime now, and continued for sometime more, it felt like forever and all the while I had crazy thoughts going through my head, thoughts of him doing this to my mother, to Helen, the two women I had loved, I still loved, I……….oh god I don’t know anymore………….. thoughts that I would no longer be of any use to Peter and that he wouldn’t want me…………….thoughts that where ridiculas, like the old joke that we used to tease a boy a school whose mother was fit but known to sleep around, that she would be buried in a Y shaped coffin, and now I would need a similar coffin, stupid thoughts, and then I felt a burning sensation in my bowels and it was familiar and at once I was happy and scared, George had just put a shard in me, quite a large one by the feel of it, I was happy because now I would get some pleasure from that shard, scared because I knew it would make me crave his cock in me, pounding my loose stretched out hole, leaving me disfigured gaping, useless.

Even though I was in a feeling of euphoria, I still felt the pain when he put the head of his colossal prick to my gaping arse hole, he rubbed it over my distended hole and grinned at me as I whimpered.

“You’re lucky, I have opened you up far more than some of my bitches”

And then he pressed forward, OH MY GOD! Is this what it feels like to have a baby?????

The pain was immense, and did not decrease even after he had pushed in and out of me a few times, making more progress into my bowels each time, pushing further, then withdrawing, then pushing further again and pushing harder, it took some time, my stomach muscles where cramped but George was face to face with me, my face was soaking wet from my tears and I am sure I would have screamed had it not been for the ravaging my throat took earlier, but now as we were nose to nose, he said,

“Good little faggot cunt, you’ve taken it all”

And then he withdrew and pounded into me, he slammed into me, he thrust into me and the pain was like nothing I had felt before and went on and on and on, and I could see the evil glint in his eye and then I saw the twitch and felt him coat the insides of my bowels with his man fluid, his baby batter, his fuck slop.

He collapsed on top of me, then withdrew his diminishing monster from my gaping hole, got up onto his side, leaning on his elbow, he spat at my face in disgust,

“Disease ridden faggot, NOW, you have a cunt”

I lay there so empty, empty of mind and empty of body, confused, aching, sore, humiliated and yet I felt a stupid idiotic sense of achievement, I was still here, I had no idea of any damage to my buy cunt, but I was still here and I had served him and he had emptied himself into me until he was spent and I thought about his massive member throbbing engorged, enlarged and the tattoo just above his groin so like Peters and Daniels tattoos, and I dreamed of giving birth from my new cunt and I dreamed of my mother and Helen side by side taking this vast member and in some small sense I was elated, I had achieved, could they?

[Nkdnudist]

Am so hard ,hope more to cum please 

[swall0w]

We left Georges place and he drove us to Peters, when we go there I walked into the living room, head down and just stood there waiting to be told what to do, I guess I was in shock. When Peter realised the state I was in he asked,

“For fucks sake George, what have you done to him?”

“What do you mean him? It is an It, and it has a cunt for a shithole”

“Christ George, it looks like “it” is traumatised, Christ Tracy is gonna be pissed at you”

“She said break it in I broke it in, she said cure its gag reflex I cured its gag reflex, ………hey bitch, strip”

And I stripped, standing there head down naked, ready for whatever would happen,

“See, it’s just an obedient little cunt now”

Peter took pity on me, coming over to me he put his hand on my shoulder and said,

“Hey Sweetie, go to bed, I will be in later”

I didn’t say anything, just went into the bedroom, not even closing the door I got into bed and assumed the position, face down arse up,

Peter came in and said, “No no baby, you just sleep” and he turned me on my side, I lay there awake, my mind in complete turmoil, he left me there and went back to the living room, closing the door behind him.

I am not sure how long I lay there, but at some point in walked my sister,

“Hey fagboi, how you doing? I hear you had a busy night, how’s your pussy? Come on roll over let me take a look”

And I did, I just did what I was told, Jesus, I just obeyed my sister like she owned me, I think at the back of my mind I was scared I would have to service George again

“Spread your cheeks for me”,

She then fingered my arse, because it was sore I don’t know how many fingers she put in me but it was more than one, and when she removed them and told me to roll over and open my mouth, she put 4 fingers in my mouth for me to clean

“How’s your throat?”

“Sore”,

it was the first word I had said since the night before, and it was very husky, what some people call a smokers voice, definitely not like I normally sound.

“Well, I tell you what as you have been such a good little slut I am going to give you a treat”

Whilst she had said this her right hand had slid from my throat, over one of my nipple rings and now was between my legs gently pulling on my cock, Oh my God, my sister was masturbating me, and then she did something more surreal, she took my cock into her mouth and sucked me, my own sister giving me a blowjob, how many times had I dreamed of this in the past and so inevitably despite the pain in my cunt and my throat, I blew my load, my sister kept sucking, then moved up the bed and kissed me, her lips opening and my mouth filling with her saliva and my own cum.

I lay there in a cold sweat, naked, no covers, limp, having spent my cum, and now the taste of it in my mouth

“You were supposed to be going to a party tonight”, she said, “My bad, I should have known that after George had used you, you would be useless for a couple of days, never mind, you just rest I have phoned the pub and told them you quit so you don’t have to worry about getting up for work, oh, by the way, you have visitors”

My sister got up and walked to the door, I pulled the sheet over me and my sister spoke to someone in the living room and then in walked Daniel and Helen. Daniel was dressed casually, but Helen was dressed like a cheap whore, White high heels, white fishnet stockings, white suspender belt, I know this because you could see the straps below the hem of the extremely short black skirt she was wearing and a thin, I mean very thin white blouse, no bra, you could plainly see her tits, and lots of makeup. She was clearly on some kind of drug, her eyes where not focussed her walk unsteady.

Daniel stood close to her, one hand under her skirt at the back, the other slipped into her blouse and played with her tit.

“Hey”, he said, “how you doing? I was hoping we could have some fun tonight as Helen here is going to a stag party, aren’t you babe,” as he kissed her, “”Nine guys are gonna have some fun with you tonight aren’t they babe”

Helen just nodded like in a dream and she smiled probably unaware of what had just been said, and unaware that she was being felt up in front of me. As for me, I just lay there numb, my mind had gone into overload in the past few days and I just lay and watched as Daniel whispered something to Helen and she sank to her knees, undid his jeans and began to suck his cock right there in front of me, the woman who I thought I loved, who I thought I would marry, who I thought loved me, slurping on Daniels fuckstick, and then he lifted her to her feet, bent her over the end of the bed so she was facing me, lifted her skirt, withdrew a buttplug rom her arse, threw it on the bed and then slid his cock into her arse and proceeded to fuck her in front of me, whilst watching me,

“You might not be up to getting fucked today, but you can have her when I’ve finished if you want……….no?, oh well, up to you but we will be leaving soon got to drop her off with the guys”

Daniel grunted, his face twisted and he dumped his fuckslop into Helen, he didn’t care that she didn’t cum, He just slapped her arse and retrieved the buttplug from the bed and re-inserted it. He looked at me,

“you sure? Shes nice and loose…………….ok well come on then whore we might as well go, oh and hey, don’t worry, when your feeling better and a bit tighter I will fuck you too, you can count on it.

[swall0w]

I couldn’t get my head around exactly what Daniel had just said, my confusion came from the fact that I wanted it, I really wanted him to come fuck me, why would I want that? I just saw him fuck Helen in her arse and he had promised the same to me, after last night with George I thought I would never again want a cock in my arse, but already I was looking forward to getting Daniels cock inside me.

Tracy put her head around the door, “Hey fagboi, I’m leaving see you soon” and she blew me a kiss, Peter then came in with a small clutch type bag and a small bottle of water, he withdrew some tablets which he told me where vitamins, and an injection for my arse which he told me where different vitamins. Then he said,

“Do you feel up to going out? I have some deliveries to make, you can just sit in the car if you want”

“Ok”

I got up and got dressed, I didn’t even look for boxer shorts, I just automatically put on a pair of panties, (light blue and crotchless), jeans socks tee-shirt and then when Peter was ready he led us out to his car.

We drove to a rougher part of town, not the worse but definitely somewhere I had avoided in the past. We pulled up at the curb close to where two women were standing, one dressed in thigh high boots, dark fishnet stockings (hold ups), and a black mini dress with her boobs pushing the material to its structural limit, she had huge tits, her friend wore white high heels white stockings, suspender belt showing just below her blue micro mini skirt and a light blue tee shirt cropped so that her boobs where almost visible below where it had been cut, both women wore a lot of makeup and where smoking. Light blue top lady came over to the car and Peter lowered the window on my side as it was closest to the curb. She bent down and peered in and said

“Hi Peter how are you?”

“Hi Foxy, I’m fine, doing any business?”

“Carla just left with one of her regulars”

“Cool, anyway, Tracy wanted me to pass out these favours to you guys, keep up the good work” and he handed over a package concealed in his hand

“Ok thanks”

“No problem, see you guys……….oh hey, shouldn’t one of you be at that party with Helen tonight?”

“Helen? The new girl? No, Daniel said they only asked for one and it would be a nice steep learning curve for her, lol,”

“Ok, well see you soon”

“Bye”

We drove no more than a block and hell, it was actually just several yards, and we stopped again, this time two more ladies where chatting and both where dressed in high heels, both had on stockings, one dark the other white, both had on micro miniskirts one black one white and both had on white cropped tee shirts and lots of make-up, though neither had the large tits of the other two ladies. The one in the white miniskirt walked over to the car, the window on my side was already down, she looked at us both and straight away said

“Oh, hey how you doing? I heard you might be joining us, you don’t remember me do you”

“No, I don’t know you, we have never met, what do you mean joining you?”

“Wrong one”, said Peter as he looked daggers at the girl leaning in the car, “you’re thinking of the other new girl”

Oh yeah sorry, stupid of me, I am so stupid at times……………anyway, of course you know me we were at school together, I’m Terri Stone, used to be Terry with a Y now its Terri with an I”

I racked my brain, Terry Stone was a boy that was in my class, I hadn’t seen him in ages, I looked at this girl and it slowly dawned on me, this was the same person. No, it can’t be, this girl although a little haggard looking was definitely not a guy, I obviously looked disbelieving and said as much,

“Terry Stone is a guy”

“Oh Honey, take a look”

As Terri took a step back from the car and lifted her mini skirt there before me was a completely shaven and very pretty cock and balls.

“Hey Terri”, said Peter, “Tracy sent a gift for all your hard work”

Peter handed another package across, Terri dropped her skirt and reached in and took the gift,

“Thanks Peter, you guys take care now, come back and visit soon”

“We will” said Peter, “in the meantime, keep spreading the love, Now, just one more stop to make”

We drove for a short while in silence, I could not get Terri Stone out of my head, she looked hard, but also sexy, she looked like a woman, in fact I could only think of her as a she.

We pulled into a carpark behind a late supermarket, and not long after a police car also pulled up, they stopped so close to our car that they wouldn’t have to get out, inside I could see a police man aged about I would think mid 30’s and a police woman maybe 10 years younger, Peter wound down his window and the passenger of the police car, the man, wound down his, and Peter without a word passed a package over, something larger than the last two he had handed over. The policeman seemed to be checking me out, and said something to the driver, she leaned past him and checked me out too,

“I’m guessing new meat?” said the policeman, “wouldn’t want to pick her up accidentally……………. anyway, thanks, see you next week”

The police car left and that was my trip out coming to a close, a further insight in to the business my sister was in charge of.

Peter drove me back to his place and dropped me off with a key, he had to go to work, I of course thanks to my sister was unemployed and so had nothing to do with my time except wait for Peter to come home, as I had the whole evening to myself and nothing to do I walked to my own house intending to get some books or my laptop. The lights where off downstairs but burning brightly upstairs, so I went straight in and climbed the stairs, my sister came to the landing wearing just a tee shirt again, as I looked up I could see her sex, she could see me looking and didn’t bother to cover herself,

“Oh, hi fagboi, I thought I heard the front door, what are you doing here?”

“I just came to get some things to do at Peters”

“OK well dads out, not back till tomorrow evening…………….. How are you feeling now?”

“Still sore, my throat still hurts and so does………………”

“Don’t worry, you will be better in a couple of days, we will have to see if we can arrange for a party for you next week,”

With that she turned away, all the while we had been talking I could hear the sounds of sex going on, grunting, moaning, flesh on flesh, a man’s voice saying

“Oh yeah, you are so fucking tight,”

Hang about, if Tracy is talking to me, and Helen is at a party then who is that?, I climb to the top of the stairs and see my sister in her room on her bed, naked now with her boyfriend Jon but the noises are coming from my mother’s room, the door is slightly ajar so I push it open the rest of the way and as I stand there, I realise I am not even shocked anymore, my mother naked, face down on the bed, a couple of pillows under her hips and ploughing into her from behind is Daniel, I am guessing he is fucking her arse and it is confirmed for me as he says,

“Oh fuck yes nice and tight, I bet you have never been fucked in the arse before?”

My mother can only grunt in response, I stand there staring and Daniel notices me, he puts his head close to my mother’s ear and says something, she turns her head to stare at me, but it is a glassy eyed stare, clearly she does not know who I am or even where she is, I realise my sister is at my side, still naked,

“Yeah, moms a little drunk and well to be honest as high as a fucking kite, lol”

“What did you do to her?”

“Oh Daniel gave her a little drink, then he gave her something stronger”

“Dads gonna kill you”

“No one’s going to tell him”

I stood there watching, my sister stood with me for a while, even Jon came and stood at the doorway, the three of us watching my mother getting fucked in her arse, groaning and grunting in such a way it reminded me of a pig and I was fascinated, I would be a liar if I said I wasn’t, I know watching your mother have sex is pretty sick, but I was so turned on, my sister had evidently seen plenty of scenes like this as she wandered back to her room taking jon with her and I stood there with my cock rock hard, I didn’t consider myself sick or a [banned word], after all, after everything I had been through and the amount of sex I had been involved in or witnessed recently, morality was so far in the distance, it didn’t matter anymore.

Daniel withdrew from my mother then he pulled on his cock gasping leaning his head back and shot his load on her arse, he was still cumming as he pushed the head of his cock back inside her, he scraped some of his cum off her bum, smeared it on her arsehole then pushed it in with his cock, giving a few more deep strokes, he lay on her for a short while and I stood not even realising that I had dropped my jeans to the floor and I was standing in a pair of light blue crotchless panties, my cock and balls shaven, stroking my cock, I hardly noticed Daniel get off my mother but I did hear him say,

“Get on your knees and suck it clean slut”

He was stood in front of me, he put his hand on my shoulder and I went to my knees willingly, taking his beautiful cock in my hand, covered in cum precum my mother’s juices and traces of her blood and as disgusting as it sounds even a little shit, but I was mesmerised and took it into my mouth and sucked and licked and cleaned it for him, tasting both him and my own mother on him. He turned and walked away towards my sisters room, I stood, and reached for my own cock once more, I walked into my mother’s room and looked at the mess on her arse, I used my left hand to spread her cheek so I could see her bruised and battered shit hole, she looked over her shoulder at me but not really seeing me and I stroked my cock till I came, shooting spurts onto her back and onto her shit hole and dribbling down to her cunt. I realised what I had done and left the room, staggering over my own jeans still around my ankles, I pulled them up and rushed to my won room glancing into my sisters room as I went, seeing her getting fucked by Jon as Daniel smoked a joint watching them.

I got to my room, finished dressing myself and grabbed what I came for, I walked past my sisters room, my sister being eaten out by Jon and Daniel still watching, I went to my mother’s room to look at her again, she was still in the same position only now breathing deeply, asleep, I saw her used knickers on the floor, picked them up, shoved them in my pocket and left, walking the street back to Peters, my mother’s soiled knickers in my pocket, I would put them to my nose and smell them as I walked lost in thought

[LondonLad28]

I don’t often post in response to stories, but I had to post to say thank you for this one.  
I know that all the stories take time and effort, so thank you for everything you are doing with this one it just keep getting better and better.

[randomdudeguy]

Super hot that last part!

[Nkdnudist]

Amazing story more episodes to cum soon I hope ,wonder if he’s whored on the streets next to Helen .?

[swall0w]

I got back to Peters and immediately stripped off, I put on some porn on his large screen TV and stroked myself to it, waiting for him to come home, when he did come home, I was still on the sofa but asleep, he wasn’t quiet, he woke me, said he needed to dump a load and pushed my head down onto his already naked groin, I was only half awake as he face fucked  me, I no longer gagged, I had learnt to breathe through my nose and to use my tongue, when my face wasn’t in his groin, that is when I was servicing the top of his cock, I liked to play with his piss slit with my tongue but even that pleasure was short lived as he lifted my head, spun me around had me bent over told me to spread my cheeks, spat on my arse and slipped his fuck stick straight into me, no problem, no pushing, just went in with ease. When I felt him tighten, when I heard his gasp, I knew he was painting the insides of my fuck hole with his fuck slop,

“Go get my box of toys”

I went to the bedroom and got his box of toys and he selected a medium size plug and stuffed my arse with it,

“There, that should keep my little breeders inside you”

As we lay there, I felt comfortable in his arms, secure and certain that he would look after me, I traced the outline of the tattoo on his belly,

“I’ve seen this on Daniel and George and a smaller one on my sister, what’s it signify?”

“That my dirty little disease ridden fucker is a biohazard symbol, it means I am HIV Poz, and I am guessing that by now you will be too, and your mom and Helen, and even possibly your Dad”

I felt a ball of ice in my stomach, I was stunned, I didn’t know what to say,

“You mean I have aids? Am I dying?”

“Ha ha we are all dying my little fuck puppet, some more slowly than others, and no you don’t have aids yet, that happens when your immune system has been severely damaged, but we will get you all tested soon enough”

I still lay in his arms but now I was shaking, did Helen know? Did my mom know? How would my dad get it, my mom has only fucked Daniel once. I asked Peter these questions.

“Because my little cock sucker, your dad has been fucking Helen for several weeks now, even before Daniel got his hands on her, this doesn’t mean he has HIV, but maybe, as for your mom and Helen, I don’t know if Daniel has told them yet, but he regularly ploughs them both and they also share used needles”,

Peter laughed, although I don’t know what he found so funny, another thought came to mind, my mom, when she was getting fucked by Daniel didn’t seem to care that I saw her, and my sister was wandering around naked, and how come Helen did exactly what Daniel told her and how long had my dad been fucking her?

“You like when I slam you with meth yes? And Meth is addictive, but we don’t do it too much, Helen and your mom on the other hand are both on Heroin, in fact your moms been taking it a bit longer than you realise, both have developed a habit and Daniel supplies it. As for how long your dads been fucking Helen, well I am pretty sure it’s been going on for a few months now”

All these revelations, my mind in turmoil other questions, why did my sister get me involved, why did Daniel do this, of course it all comes down to money, It has to be, and now I also know my sister is the pimp for the girls and trannys we saw on the street, but why me? Did she get paid when I went to that party? Did George pay her? Did she get paid when Helen went to that stag party? Did the guys at the stag party know they could get the virus from her, maybe the groom got it, maybe he would pass it on to his wife, what kind of sick world where we living in and even as I was thinking these things, Peter pushed me onto my side pulled out my plug and started working my hole open with his fingers and I lay there and let him, knowing that he would soon be filling my guts with more poison.

During the week, Peter took me to the tattoo studio again, this time for a couple of rings in my left ear, the side where my head is shaven, a nose ring, and a piercing for my navel. When we got there, my sister was already there with Helen, they were getting stretchers, (the loops that people put in ears to make the hole bigger), for Helens nipple piercings, and although the girl said they should wait, it had only been a week since the first piercings, my sister insisted, I noticed the girl doing the piercing seemed scared of my sister and Helen just was compliant, doing just what she was told. I tried to speak to Helen but she would not answer, I later found out that she had spent the previous night with George, I knew just how she felt, sore throat, difficult to swallow anything, and a gaping arse, but still a longing for it to be filled, and of course in Helens case she would almost certainly have a gaping cunt too. I found myself trying to imagine what it would be like to watch George fuck a woman, and as incredible as it sounds I found I had a longing for his cock, as immense as it was and knowing it would hurt, at that moment I wanted it but I also knew I would be scared of the damage he could do.

Saturday arrived, I hadn’t been home at all, I had spent all my time at Peters place, my days and evenings spent smoking weed, sometimes slamming T, but always fucking, forever fucking, I know Peter gave me the vitamin supplements every day in tablet and injection form, but I also got to wondering if he gave me stuff to make me horny, I was forever turned on, always wanting to fuck and suck. Anyway, on Saturday, my sister came around and we all got in her car, Me, Peter and her, and we went to the same beauty salon where we got my hair styled. My hair was washed, the left side of my head clipped short whilst the rest left long, then the rest of the treatments began, I didn’t even bother to object, I guess I knew what was coming, my eyebrows where plucked and shaped, my sister told me that sometime soon they would be removed altogether and I would have tattooed eyebrows, mascara was applied along with eye liner my trainers and socks taken off and my toe nails cut and polished a vibrant red, false nails glued to my fingers, My sisters comment to them was

“Make them as faggotty as possible”

Lipstick applied along with lip gloss and I was given all the items they had used to take away with me, my sister put them in a clutch handbag of pink leather, it also contained a compact mirror and she gave the handbag to me to carry,

“Now Tracy said, you are almost ready for tonight’s party, some nice clothes which I already have for you and you will be the belle of the ball” as she laughed out loud.

We drove back to Peters place and got out of the car, Tracy opened the boot and retrieved a bag she had in there and we went inside,

“Right Fagboi strip” my sister said, “but be careful of your makeup,”

The first thing I noticed was that trying to get the zip on my jeans undone was not so easy with long fingernails, Peter went to help me but my sister said no, I would have to get used to it, she gave me a red lacy G-string, red fishnet stockings a red lace suspender belt a red lace bra, which she showed me how to put on and wear, and a red micro mini dress which clung everywhere, clearly showing the outline of my underwear not to mention my pierced nipples and navel, my nipples seemed to be becoming more sensitive by the day. Finally a pair of flat ladies shoes in white, As I dressed, my sister remarked to Peter,

“Perhaps next time we could arrange for him to have lip fillers and also some saline injected into those tits, make them a bit more perky, oh and did I tell you I have arranged for Terri to come over on Tuesday and teach him how to walk in stilletoes”

All the time they talked about this I just accepted it but my mind di wander, I was wondering what my mother and Helen where upto now? Was my mother with Daniel or was Dad home? Was Helen at another party, did they know they might have HIV?

I was torn from my thoughts by my sister announcing,

“There we go Fagboi, you are now absolutely ready, we might have to sign you on at the gym because you will probably end up putting on weight the amount of protein you are going to be ingesting, one way or another, anyway, come on, let’s go, I will pick you guys up tomorrow afternoon”

Peter looked at me with a big grin on his face,

“I am looking forward to this, and we will be recording it for future viewing, Hey maybe Helen would like to watch it”

“Or mom” added my sister,

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We got to the house, the same one that I had been to two weeks earlier. All three of us got out of the car, my sister stating that she wanted to see what reception I got and so we walked into the house, I was very nervous, yes I had been here before, but I was so off my face then, I only had fleeting memories of what happened, tonight would I was sure, be different, although I may be allowed some relief through chems, I doubted I would be so far spun this time.

We walked into the house, Peter first, me in the middle, my sister behind me, I was very conscious that I was wearing a micro mini dress and that it kept riding up a little as I walked and so I tried to pull the hem down a little, only to have my sister behind me slap my hands away telling me to leave it.

As we entered the house, it was obvious some guys had started early, some were fully clothed, some half naked and some completely naked, some chatting, some stroking themselves, some making out and at least one blow job going down, there was thumping music playing and porn on the big screen TV, as we walked through the downstairs, I was getting quite a few looks and even some comments,

“Hey fuck bunny, I want a piece of your ass”

“Hey bitch, looking forward to you”

And other such comments, I tried to smile but I was just so nervous, holding my clutch bag in front of me and following wherever Peter led.

We were offered drinks, I took one as did Peter, and it didn’t taste that nice but after a few nervous gulps I began to get a buzz going on, by now Peter had led us through to the back of the house where a bed had been set up on a patio area, Peter indicated to the bed and said,

“Get on there and relax, and do whatever they want, you know what is expected of you”

Peter held my drink whilst I got on the bed, I had gone to take my shoes off but he told me to leave them on and I lay on my front and he handed my drink back and told me to drink it all down. Meanwhile my sister had a got what she called a “rig” from her bag, Peter took my empty cup from me and held my wrist pulling my arm straight, My sister tightened a strap around my upper arm then tapped the inside of my elbow area as soon as she was happy she took the syringe and inserted it into my vein. By this time I noticed several guys had gathered round to watch and as I felt the chems slide into my body, the sudden rush, my fears dissipated and the wanton lust kicked in. I heard my sister say ok, so who wants to go first, I heard at least one guy say,

“Nah, I want to wait till some other guys have lubed that sissy pussy first”

I heard another guy shout for us to wait a second before disappearing, he came back a moment later with a tooth brush, I didn’t understand, I was rolled over onto my front and then dragged backward onto my knees, my arse in the air, my face down, my dress pushed up, my G-string pulled from the crack of my arse, my butt plug removed and thrown on the bed next to my face and I felt something at my hole, I knew it was the brush and as it went in, the guy behind me leaned over to say,

“We gonna make you bleed tonight bitch”

There was lots of laughter and I felt the brush at work inside me, I was as high as a kite but scared at his words, the emotions sweeping over me, a mixture of fear and lust and even as I lay prone, crying, I still reached back to spread my arse cheeks for the men that were about to use and abuse me, the toothbrush was removed and held up for all to see, some little bits of skin appeared to be on it and the bristles where red, the guy then told me to open my mouth and he put the toothbrush in and I closed my mouth and could taste the coppery blood on it, Immediately I felt someone get onto the bed behind me, I felt someone spit on my arse and fingers rub it into the entrance to my hole and then pushing deep in me only to be withdrawn almost straight away and then I felt the first of many cocks that would violate me that night. The pressure of the first mans cock head against my hole was not much as I was already opened by the plug, but it felt intense he held onto my hips and pushed slowly then more and more until I felt his pubic hair against the cheeks of my arse, then he seemed to withdraw and I wanted to tell him to leave it in me to leave me filled and all of a sudden he rammed into me again, and again and again, another guy was nearer my head, he had a rag in his hand, he told me to open my mouth he took away the toothbrush and placed the rag in my mouth, I could almost taste the vapours coming off it as I went light headed. I felt the guy behind me tense, he pulled me into him and although I didn’t feel it I know he was painting my guts with his poison fuckslop, then, movement behind me as he got off the bed and another guy took his place, a hand on my hip, his cock pushing my boi cunt, then he is in and his other hand on my other hip as he starts to pound me. The first guy moves toward my head and climbs on the bed there, I have to assume it was the first guy to fuck me as he simply says,

“Clean your ass slime off my cock bitch”

He takes the rag from my mouth and I envelope his cock with my lips, no easy task when I am getting pounded from behind, but I do my duty, I perform my task, I suck and lick his cock and balls clean he turns spreads his arse cheeks and I clean him there too, tonguing, licking, sucking probing with my tongue until a second load is deposited in my guts and my second customer comes to the head of the bed to have his member cleaned by my willing mouth as I am mounted from behind again.

I can’t tell you how long this went on for but I lost count somewhere after 12, and at some point I passed out, I woke to someone holding poppers under my nose, my dress had been removed completely, I was still in my stockings and suspender belt, I was still face down on the bed, only now there where far fewer men in the room, I think there may have been some watching from behind as someone worked something huge into my by now gaping faggot pussy, I felt the ring go pop, but no pain this time as I looked back, from the position the man behind me was in a muscular mid to late fifties guy, from his position I knew it was his fist he had inside me, not just some plastic horse cock but his actual fist and he started to punch inside my guts.

It terrified me, the very thought that someone’s hand was inside my body and that he was treating me with such callous disregard, surely he must be doing some damage in there and then I felt a slight prick in my arm a warmth, then a rush as a band was released from my bicep, a band I hadn’t even notice being put on, but all of a sudden I didn’t care and I wanted my hole wrecked and I heard someone say,

“Careful, don’t kill him”,

“Nah, he will be okay, I have done this before, just loosening him up a little………you getting this on video?”

“Oh Yeah, this time tomorrow, all over the net, what a fucking faggot slut, hell I bet you could get him to do anything at all right now”

And I knew he was right, I would have done absolutely anything I had been told too. I awoke again sometime later I was being fucked again although I don’t know how much pleasure the stranger fucking me could get, he surely couldn’t touch the sides of my gaped open arse, faggot cunt, boi pussy whatever you want to call it, but even without the pleasure of the friction from my now broken sphincter on his cock, he still managed to dump more splooge in me and after a few seconds rolled off and lay on his back on the bed. Only one stupid thought went through my mind now, one crazy ridicules thought, I bet I could take Georges cock now, no problem.

I awoke again to more poppers being waved under my nose and I was now on my back with my head supported by someone behind me, I felt something in my arse, most likely a finger or two, by now, I was so open and broken down there it could have been any number, and then I felt warmth/burning inside me and then my legs were lifted and held by whoever was at my head and again something was entering my body, another cock, I had lost count, was this a different one? Was it someone who had had me before?

This was the scene for the next few hours. It was late on Sunday afternoon when Tracy collected us, by this time I could hardly walk and I felt the pressure on my arsehole when I sat down, my buttplug was in my clutchbag as it no longer stayed in place in my wrecked hole and simply fell out. Also, I had had to have two showers, Peter insisted I have a shower before my sister collected us and he was right to do so, I stank of sweat and cum, precum and piss and ass juice, so yes I stripped off my stockings and suspender belt climbed into the shower and washed everywhere and everything, even my hair as it was stuck together in clumps where guys had wiped there cocks clean of cum. I had just finished showering, got out of the tub when a guy walked in, told me to get back in the tub and on my knees and to open my mouth, then he pissed in me telling me to swallow and so I needed another shower when he finished, I got out, got dried put on my dress but without stockings or suspender belt, I put on my shoes and grabbed my knickers and waited with peter for my sister, as we sat there, Peter showed a couple of the guys who were sitting drinking coffee, some video footage of the previous few hours and he also showed me, I saw myself in so many positions, doing so many degrading things and the lust on my face was obvious, my desire was clear to anyone, it went without saying that the dirty faggot whore on the screen knew no limits and I felt ashamed of myself whilst at the same time elated that so many people wanted me, I was the centre of attraction, I was needed, I was wanted, I was the star.

[Nkdnudist]

Awesome thanks am still hard hope more to com 

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5 hours ago, Nkdnudist said:

Awesome thanks am still hard hope more to com 

glad to hear it, shame I am not there to take care of it, thanks for the feed back