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Black Dominated Family - 4
by Scatwoman (scatwoman@aol.com)
***
In a desperate plea to keep Luke and his big black dick
in their lives, Wendy had confessed to Luke about the
existence of their *other* daughter. Sissy, Missy's twin
sister! The family prepares for her homecoming for the
holidays and it's a family reunion none of them will
ever forget, and none of them will be the same
afterwards. (Mdom/FMffm, nc, rp, oral, anal, inc, ws,
scat)
***
Chapter 14: SISSY, THE TWIN SISTER
Part I: "Piss Drunk"
December 2008
Luke had already been wildly exultant about finding this
hot rich white family to sexually enslave and their
isolated, luxurious estate to take over. He had taken
over their home and their lives nearly two months ago
and everything was running smoothly.
The curvaceous mother, Wendy, had been completely turned
out into a completely submissive slut for big, black
cock. There was NOTHING she wouldn't do for Luke's big
dick and she begged for it like a crack-whore needing
her next hit if Luke didn't fuck her at least once a
day. She was so hungry for Luke's cocksauce that she
willingly - GREEDILY - sucked and licked his spooge from
Missy's sloppy pussy, reaching in with her tongue and
scooping out great gobs of it and swallowing it right
down straight from her own daughter's pussy.
She liked to tell Missy it was the only birth control
Luke allowed (which was true), but it was REALLY because
she was so desperate for the taste of his sweet, thick
cum that she'd even eat it from her own teen daughter's
freshly-fucked twat! Missy didn't mind, of course, as
long as she got to rub one out on her mother's voracious
lips and tongue, often pissing down her throat as she
came in her Mommy's mouth.
The husband, Chuck, had been punked out from day one and
cuckolded several times a day. He was always forced to
watch while Luke ravaged his wife and children, often
tied up and squatting over a huge black dildo that would
be forced further and further up his ass as his legs
gave out during Luke's marathon rape sessions.
Invariably, he would shoot his piddly little sissy load
when he bottomed out on the oversized silicone phallus.
When Luke would finish with his wife, he'd order Chuck
to clean her up, sucking all of Luke's thick spunk from
her various gaping holes, licking up any stray ropes of
jizz that fell onto her face and tits and ass. Wendy
loved to watch her sissy hubby eating Luke's manly cum
from her and often fingered herself to another orgasm
while she sat on Chuck's face and shat Luke's copious
deposit down Chuck's gobbling gullet.
Missy was the biggest transformation. Where only two
months ago she had been a "good girl", a sweet, innocent
petite light blonde with the pretty face of an angel...
now she had metamorphed into one of the kinkiest,
nastiest, downright freakiest bitches Luke had ever
known. And she had a mean streak running through her
that sometimes even surprised Luke!
The only problem was Butch. No matter how many times
Luke put him in his place, no matter how many times Luke
punked his faggot ass out, he kept resisting, kept
fighting. So, for now, he was locked in the basement. At
least until he came around and accepted his fate.
There was no doubt about it - he had it fuckin' MADE,
Luke thought as he sat on the couch watching his Eagles
beating the Browns, a bodaciaous blonde slave on one
side holding his beer and her kinky, petite daughter on
the other side holding her dad's head all the way down
to the root on his big, fat dick - choking and gagging
him.
But when Missy leaned in and whispered in Luke's ear
that she her identical twin sister was due home the next
day, he thought he really must have hit the jackpot and
came immediately down Chuck's throat. Chuck gurgled it
down desperately, gagging and retching around the
gargantuan pole sunk deep down his throat, throbbing and
jerking with each ample expulsion of gonad gunk shooting
into his belly.
Luke turned to Wendy ordered her to tell him all about
the twin sister. It turned out Sissy was due to come
home from Bible Camp for Christmas break! Apparently,
she had been caught masturbating in the bathtub by Wendy
and the parents sent her away for the summer to
strengthen her moral fiber.
Luke smiled broadly, but as he finished shooting his wad
down Chuck's throat, he grabbed him by the hair and
pulled him up - only about 5 or 6 inches, leaving the
majority of his fat snake buried in the fag-father's
gullet.
"YO, father-knows-best, how come you never TOLD me about
little Sissy?!" Luke demanded, "Did you really think you
could protect her from me?!!"
Tears welled in Chuck's eyes and he shook his head,
trying to vocalize a "NO!" around Luke's cock, but only
ended up giving it a hummer that made it twitch inside
his throat.
"You know what, Cuck?" Luke had called Chuck all sorts
of demeaning nick-names, but the worst was when he told
him he was going to legally change his name from Chuck
to Cuck, "I don't fuckin' believe you!"
Luke turned to Wendy, "yo, bitch, how many of these have
I drunk so far?" he indicated the bottle of beer in her
hand. She looked over at the table and counted at least
9 beers.
"I think this is your tenth, Master," Wendy replied
meekly.
"Good," Luke turned his attention back to Chuck the
Cuck, "now you listen up. I got a MONSTER fuckin' piss
buildin' up in me from these beers and there ain't no
way I'm gonna miss the end of this game by takin' a piss
break. So you're gonna guzzle down every FUCKIN' DROP
like a good fuckin' fagboy toilet and maybe, MAYBE I
won't whup your ass with my belt for tryin' to hide your
cute little Sissy from me, GOT IT?!!"
Chuck openly wept, but made no move to escape his
situation. He nodded in compliance.
"Hit me," Luke ordered Wendy and she brought the 10th,
half-empty bottle to Luke's lips. Luke concentrated on
the game again as he simultaneously drained the beer and
drained his bladder down Chuck's rapidly-swallowing
esophagus.
Chuck chugged Luke's strong piss stream diligently. An
hour later when the last drops of Luke's 10 recycled
beers drained down the conquered cuckold's throat, Chuck
realized he actually felt a bit tipsy! Since Chuck had
never been an alcohol drinker, he actually had gotten
drunk off of the excess waste alcohol in Luke's piss.
When Luke finally pulled his fat dick out of Chuck's
mouth, drool ran down his chest and his jaw refused to
close - sore and slack from the hours of stretching. He
looked down and saw his own dried cum on his thighs.
He'd long ago bottomed-out on the obscenely large rubber
donkey dong planted under in his ass.
He thought his ordeal was finally over as the football
game should have ended by now - but he heard the sounds
of football going and turned to look at the TV to see if
maybe they were in overtime. To his dismay, he saw that
Luke had started ANOTHER one, and it was only the first
quarter.
"Hey, pissboy!" Luke barked to get Chuck's attention
back, "make yourself fuckin' useful and go get some more
beers! There's three more games on today!"
Chuck groaned and obediently rose up on shakey legs,
unimpaling himself from the giant faux black cock. The
wet, sickly squelching sound of his asshole releasing
the rubber monstrosity made Missy giggle. When he got to
his feet, he felt dizzy and nearly lost his balance.
Missy noticed his wobbly gait as he slowly trod away and
squealed.
"Oh my FUCKING GOD!" she declared with perverse glee,
"The stupid faggot is actually DRUNK on your PISS!"
Luke and Wendy cracked up at this and Chuck flushed in
embarrassment and hung his head even lower in shame as
he went into the kitchen, defeated and emasculated
beyond comprehension. He opened the refrigerator, now
filled with Luke's favorite foods and drinks with hardly
any space left for Chuck and his family. Chuck grabbed
four more of the extra-large 24 oz bottles of Heineken
from the case and closed the fridge. Drunkenly he slowly
slogged back to the living room like a doomed man
walking to his own execution. Chuck had no idea how Luke
could drink so much and not seem drunk.
Of course, by the end of the night, Luke was noticeably
drunk (but somehow it didn't affect his sexual prowess
one bit!). Turned out Luke was an angry drunk,
especially after a bad call by a ref cost one of his
favorite teams the game. He threw a genuinely scary fit
and took out his anger on poor Butch, manhandling and
ass-raping him all across the living room floor, leaving
him with rug burns, choke marks and a swollen, sore ass
dripping thick gobs of shitty jizz from a gaping,
twitching hole.
Luke might have gotten buzzed, but by the time Luke was
done with him, Chuck was absolutely WASTED, and he never
drank a DROP of beer... He was *literally* PISS-DRUNK,
which Missy found so hilarious she had to record him
with her cell phone so she could watch it again whenever
she wanted something to make her laugh.
Part II: "HOMECUMMING" or "GUESS WHO'S CUMMING TO
DINNER"
The next day, Sissy was due home. Luke had Missy and
Wendy hide all evidence of his presence or the fact that
anything was amiss in the house at all. He told Missy to
welcome her sister home and tell her that the rest of
the family was out doing some last-minute Christmas
shopping.
Missy welcomed Sissy home and helped her unpack and made
her feel at ease.
That evening they had a nice four-course meal. Wendy was
playing the good housewife, but felt ill at ease in the
role. She hadn't touched the kitchen much since she had
been made Luke's sex slave and had forgotten where some
things were. And she felt very uncomfortable in clothes,
which she never wore anymore. They itched and scratched
her all over.
Chuck helped in the kitchen, which surprised Sissy. She
could never remember him ever lifting a finger to help
mother in there, but there he was, helping her find
things! Maybe he'd softened up a little bit, Sissy
wondered happily. He was always so strict!
On the outside, Chuck seemed normal, but on the inside
he was squirming and a nervous wreck. Here they were
pretending to be a normal family again. It was
excruciating for him, so be reminded of what he had
lost. Of all of them, he probably still had the most
normal life. He still went to work, though Luke
threatened to release tapes of all of the depraved ways
Chuck had served Luke, ruining his reputation and his
career. So Chuck obediently went to work and earned the
money to support Luke and the lifestyle he'd now stolen
from Chuck.
Luke liked to send Chuck to work with a fresh load of
bubbling cock-sauce corked up in his ass with the large
black harness-fastened butt plug. He made sure Chuck's
lunch sometimes had a "special treat" in it. Sometimes
his piss, still hot in a thermos. Sometimes the
mayonnaise on his sandwich was Luke's own "special
sauce". Sometimes, when Luke was feeling particularly
cruel, he made a nice, hot, steaming shit sandwich for
Chuck. And when Chuck got home after a long day of work
(mostly sitting on his ass - with the butt plug
stretching him out), Luke would check the lunch box and
make sure Chuck ate and drank everything. Chuck didn't
dare disobey him. He had thrown the food out ONCE - ONE
time, and somehow Luke knew and punished him mercilessly
all night. Chuck had learned his lesson and would never
do that again.
At dinner, Sissy was surprised when, instead of Butch
(who Wendy said was at an away game with his high school
football team), they had a dinner guest in the form of a
very large, very imposing black man. He wore a white
shirt and white pants and was bald. But he spoke softly,
wore a cross around his neck and even said grace with
his own bible before they ate. He seemed like a nice
man, Sissy thought, but black people just made her
nervous, she couldn't help it. Something about him
seemed... dangerous.
Wendy served up the plates. Dinner was steak and
potatoes with a side of cucumber. Sissy noticed that
Luke got a huge slab of meat, but her Dad only got a
salad. She wondered if he was trying to lose weight -
steak was usually his favorite. Usually HE got the
biggest piece. Maybe he was just doing the Christian
thing and was being generous to his guest.
Dinner conversation was formal and very surface - usual
for her restrained WASP-ish family. She learned from
Wendy that Luke was a missionary trying to help inner
city children like he was. She thought that was very
nice. When Sissy asked if he had become religious in
prison, everyone at the table choked and sputtered.
Their eyes widened and they all looked at Luke with
sheer terror in their eyes. Sissy didn't understand why
everyone got so upset - all black guys have been in
prison, right? What was the big deal?
Luke, though, showed no immediate outward sign of anger
and calmly corrected her. He had never, in fact, been to
prison, but it was true that many black kids get sent to
prison unjustly or for extremely minor offenses and that
ends up only making their lives worse, not better.
Then Sissy then blurted out about how she heard about
all the guy-on-guy rape in prison, she understood why it
would mess someone up.
Wendy's eyes nearly popped out of her head at that and
she admonished her daughter for speaking so rudely and
crudely in front of their guest.
But Luke was cool about it, "No, she's right," Luke
agreed, "but it's not the black kids that get raped.
It's the WHITE boys," Luke growled a bit, staring right
at Chuck, his intense gaze burning into the patron of
the family and making him squirm in his seat, "Ain't
that right, Mr. Whitebread?"
Sissy looked at her dad and wondered why he looked so
nervous.
"Y-yes," Chuck agreed hesitantly, "that... that's what
I've heard, yes."
"Why?" Sissy asked with genuine curiosity.
"Why what, dear?" Wendy was confused and spoke for Chuck
who was sweating and staring down into his plate.
"Why do only the whites get raped in prison?" Sissy
asked innocently, "that doesn't seem fair!"
Luke chuckled, "Well, little girl, look at it this way.
Do you watch sports?"
Sissy seemed confused by the apparent non-sequitor,
"sure, sometimes when Daddy or Butch is watching them, I
watch them too..."
"Well, have you noticed anything about sports?" Luke
inquired leadingly, "Especially the ones that require a
lot of strength or size?"
"Umm..." Sissy thought about it, "Well, I guess there
are a lot of... black guys?" she asked unsure of her
answer.
"PRECISELY," Luke concurred (his "ebonics" speech
pattern had magically disappeared Chuck suddenly
noticed), "and in those sports, you'll see a much higher
proportion of black men, especially in the positions
that call for great size, strength or speed. Do you know
why that is?"
"Oh..." Sissy's brow furrowed in thought, "I guess...
they're just bigger?"
A broad smile spread across Luke's face as he saw Sissy
coming to the light about the superiority of blacks,
"Yes, black men are, indeed, bigger. Isn't that right,
Mrs. Whitebread?"
Wendy was shocked by the turn in the conversation, but
quickly agreed, "Oh, yes, definitely."
Chuck flushed bright red at his wife's casual and
immediate agreement with Luke.
"Take, for example, your Dad and I," Luke continued,
"Chuck, stand up."
Chuck looked at Wendy and Missy for any sign of pity or
help, but found none and obeyed. Luke stood behind him.
"You see? Your Dad is a typical example of the white
male. His kind are shorter, skinnier and, no offense,
but weaker than the typical black male," Luke lectured,
"Look at me. I'm at least 8 inches taller, I weigh a
good 40-50 pounds more and, well, I'm just bigger.
Right, Chuck?"
Luke pushed his crotch up against Chuck's ass from
behind. Sissy couldn't see it, but Luke's dick twitched
in his trouser leg and throbbed between Chuck's
asscheeks.
"Y-yes, Luke..." Chuck stammered, head bowed low.
The two sat down.
"Well, yeah, I guess you're bigger," Sissy admitted,
"but my Dad's pretty strong! I bet he could beat you in
arm wrestling!"
"What? Sissy, no-" Chuck sputtered.
"No, no, maybe she's right!" Luke tried to hold back his
laughter, "come on, Chuck, wanna see who's the better
man?"
"No, that's all right-" Chuck demurred.
"Oh, come on, Dad," Sissy encouraged him, "you can take
him!"
"Yeah, come on 'Dad'," Luke taunted him, "TAKE me."
"Well... the dinner table just isn't the appropriate
place for-" Chuck tried to talk his way out of the
situation, but Luke would have none of it.
"CHUCK. Your DAUGHTER wants to see you beat me," Luke's
stern voice shut Chuck up immediately, "let's DO this.
NOW."
Sissy was surprised at their guest's tone. She'd never
seen anyone take that tone with her Dad. And more
surprisingly, he didn't yell back or tell Luke to get
out. He did as Luke said!
"O...okay," Chuck reluctantly put his arm up and started
to roll up his sleeve. Luke took off his jacket and hung
it on the back of his chair. Sissy's eyes went wide at
the sight of his arms as he rolled up his sleeve. His
button-down shirt was very thin and closely fitted to
his muscular, toned body. His forearm muscles rippled as
flexed his wrist and his huge bicep threatened to burst
right through his sleeve. Suddenly Sissy felt a lot less
confident about her father's chances.
When Luke and Chuck placed their elbows on the table and
gripped hands, Sissy couldn't help but notice how Luke's
arm was easily three times the thickness of her
father's.
"Go ahead, Sissy," Luke prodded her, "count off."
Sissy snapped out of her mesmerized state and did as
Luke requested, "1... 2... 3... GO!"
Chuck immediately threw all of his strength and leverage
into his arm, thinking maybe, just MAYBE Luke would be
caught off guard and he could take some small part of
his manhood back by having just this one, minor triumph
over the black bastard that had ruined his life.
Unfortunately, Luke's arm never budged an inch. Luke
just held it firm there with a smile on his face. Chuck
was dumbfounded - he had put his ALL into that shove and
NOTHING happened. What kind of beast was this man?!
"Come ON, Daddy!" Missy chimed in now, taking sadistic
glee in seeing her Dad dominated and humiliated in front
of her twin sister, "Put some muscle in it!"
Chuck grunted and pushed, sweat beading on his forehead,
but to no avail. He cheated a bit and grabbed the table
with his other arm and used it as extra leverage, but
Luke still sat there, totally still, showing no sign of
exertion at all.
"Use TWO hands, Daddy!" Missy suggested, "you HAVE to be
stronger than him!"
Chuck gave up all pretense and grabbed Luke's fist with
his other hand and yanked and pushed and heaved with
everything he had, but still Luke's hand refused to
budge. Chuck was really sweating now - both from the
exertion and from the frustration and humiliation. How
could Luke BE so much fucking STRONGER than him?!
"Stand up, Daddy!" Missy continued to cheer him on, "put
your whole body into it!"
Chuck did just that, he stood up and stepped back,
pushing on Luke's arm with both hands, arms straight
out. He leaned into it at a steep angle, putting all his
weight and leg strength into it. But Luke's arm was like
the Rock of Gibraltar. There was no give to it.
"Wow.." Sissy gaped wide-eyed at the spectacle.
"Well," Missy leaned over to her sister and whispered in
his ear, "At leastsounde Luke didn't win either. I guess
it's a tie!"
"I guess..." Sissy sounded somewhat doubtful.
"Ready?" Luke said to Chuck casually.
"WHAT?" Chuck grunted with effort as he put his shoulder
to Luke's arm.
In response, Luke threw his arm foreword, catapulting
Chuck across the room, sending him crashing into the
display case, knocking down all of Chuck's trophies and
sports memorabilia from his High School glory days.
"Oh, Daddy!" Sissy jumped up in concern, but Missy
grabbed her arm and kept her from going to his aid.
"Sorry, Chuck, guess I didn't know my own strength,"
Luke chuckled, "all in good fun, though, right? No harm
done."
Chuck shook his head and sat back up. He forced himself
to smile weakly and agree, "Yeah, Luke... no problem."
"Sorry about the mess, Mrs. Whitebread," Luke apologized
to Wendy.
"Oh, don't worry about it," Wendy sweetly brushed off
the humiliation of her husband, "it's no trouble at all.
Chuck should have been more careful, he should have
known better."
"True," Luke agreed, "a man's got to know his
limitations."
Chuck wordlessly sat back down in his chair and picked
up his fork, shaking in frustration and humiliation, and
poked at his salad aimlessly.
"Wow, Mr. Powers," Missy picked up the conversation
thread, "I guess it's true - black men ARE stronger!"
"Yes," Luke agreed, "it's nothing for white folk to be
ashamed of. It's just a fact of life. It's nature. We
are just genetically constructed to be bigger. We have
more muscle mass and much higher levels of testosterone.
Think of us as sort of super-males."
"Wow, I guess that's why so many blacks are so
aggressive?" Sissy wondered aloud in her casually racist
way that was at once cutely naive and blatantly
offensive.
Luke just laughed it off, "maybe, maybe. But this gets
back to your question."
"About prison?" Sissy asked.
"Yes," Luke went on, "You see. It's natural for men of
the species to be bigger and stronger than the females,
correct?"
"Yes," Sissy agreed.
"Well, in prison," Luke explained, "there are no women.
Only men. But human nature is what it is and humans are
sexual beings, wouldn't you agree?"
Sissy swallowed nervously. Her being caught while being
sexual in even the slightest way was what had gotten her
sent away to Bible Camp in the first place. But when she
looked at her mother and father for some sign of their
disapproval, she found only detached pleasantness in her
mother's expression and her father refused to make eye
contact with anyone. She turned to Missy who encouraged
her with a nod.
"Yes," Sissy finally replied, "I agree."
"Well, then," Luke brought himself to the point, "if
there are no women in prison, just big, strong black
guys and skinny little weak white guys... who do you
think becomes the woman in that scenario?"
A look of realization came over Sissy's pretty features,
"Ohhhhh... I get it. That makes sense, I guess."
Chuck's shoulders slumped as he heard this.
Suddenly Sissy flushed, "Oh my... does that mean... all
the black guys are... are DOING the white guys... like
WOMEN? But... in the... in the BUTT?!"
"What do YOU think?" Luke smiled.
Sissy was suddenly very embarrassed and looked away. She
caught Missy's gaze. Her sister had a peculiar look on
her face - like a kid seeing a huge cake that's all for
him. It made her feel funny in her belly.
"It IS only natural," Luke continued casually as he
resumed eating his steak, "they've done studies of all
different races around the world and there's a constant
pattern: men of every race are always taller, stronger
and have darker skin than the women of their race."
"Wow, really?" Sissy was fascinated by that fact.
"Absolutely," Luke confirmed, "so, if you think about
it: relatively speaking, white men are basically like
women to black men."
"Oh!" Sissy was taken aback by this statement, picturing
this in her head - white men she knew like her Dad and
brother dressed all pretty like her Mom, doing the
housework and being carried across the threshold in
their wedding gowns in the powerful arms of their big,
black grooms. The thought made her squirm in her seat.
Her crotch was starting to itch and get hot.
"That's why there are so many black men in prison,
actually," Luke explained, "ever since the white man
first encountered the black man in Africa, he's known
the blacks were superior, and they feared them. So they
enslaved them, took them from their homes and sold them
like property - all to control them and keep them from
gaining power."
Sissy thought about this. It is true, from what she
read, "Hmm, I guess I could see that... yeah."
"So when slavery was ended," Luke continued his seminar
on the history of race relations, "the white men were
afraid all the black people they'd treated like animals
for hundreds of years were going to be, understandably,
out to get even. They feared the black men would
overpower them and take all their white women."
Sissy laughed at this, "but that didn't happen, I guess
they didn't need to be afraid! I mean, black guys like
black women and white guys like white women - people
like to stick with their own kind!"
"Oh, no," Luke corrected her, "they were right. Black
men LOVE white girls." He leered at Sissy with a hungry
look that gave her butterflies.
"Oh..." Sissy flushed, "but-"
"The white man decided if they couldn't own blacks,
they'd just intimidate them, discriminate against them,"
Luke explained, "they'd refuse to let them vote, refuse
to let them own business, refuse to let them use the
same fountains and bathrooms as whites. Hunt them down
and lynch them, keep them down in any way possible."
"But all that stopped, right?" Sissy asked with concern,
"you can vote, can't you?"
"Yes," Luke chuckled, "there's even a black man running
for President right now."
Sissy laughed, "I HEARD about that, that's so crazy!"
Luke glared at her with his best Samuel L. Jackson
impression, "WHY is that CRAZY?!"
"Uh.." Sissy realized she had insulted Luke, "Nothing -
no reason! I mean, he has every right to run, it's just
that.. well, he can't really expect to WIN..."
Luke shook his head, "even after blacks got their
rights, EVERY southern state still had laws and
practices making it illegal for black men to date and
marry white women. That was the very LAST thing still
held back from blacks. Hell, Alabama STILL has that law
on the books. THAT's proof right there what the white
man's real fear was all along. They knew if they had to
compete with black men for white women, the black man
would win every time."
"Wow..." Sissy's little 13-year-old mind was blown by
this crash course in racial injustice, "But... didn't,
like, the Constitution or something say that all men are
created equal?"
Luke sneered, "At the time, that only applied to whites.
Slaves counted as 3/5ths of a man."
"That's horrible!" Sissy exclaimed, getting angry, "but
everyone knows that NOW, right? That all men are created
equal. Right, Dad?"
Chuck was trying his best to avoid this minefield for
fear of saying the wrong thing and sending Luke flying
off the handle. As far as he was concerned, Luke could
have his little black paranoia-inspired alternate
history, but he wasn't going to participate in it.
"Dad?" Sissy pleaded with her father, "you.. you're not
a... racist... are you?!"
Chuck snapped his head up, looking genuinely appalled,
"Of COURSE not! No!"
"Well," Sissy asked, "then you agree, right? God created
all men equal, right? Even blacks?"
"Of course, honey," Chuck assured her.
"Bullshit," Luke retorted. Sissy and Wendy gasped at the
unprompted profanity, "you saw it yourself, girly. Ain't
no way you can say whites and blacks are created equal.
Like I showed you, black guys are superior and that's
why even now the white man tries to keep them in slums
and lock them away for the crime of being poor. That's
why 50% of the prison population in the country is black
when blacks only make up 12% of the country. White men
STILL fear the power of the black man."
"Oh, wow," Sissy sat back in her chair and sighed
dejectedly at the sad statistics, "that's awful..." She
thought for a second and said, "If it were up to ME, I'd
release all the blacks from prison and apologize to
them! And I'd make it up to them - I'd give them money
and take stuff from all those scared, rich white jerks
and give it to those poor, innocent blacks! Ugh! So
WRONG!"
Luke reached out and put his hand on Sissy's, it's huge
size and weight and warmth surprising her, but also
sending a thrill up her arm that made her flush all
over, "you have a good heart, Sissy. And what you're
talking about is called 'reparations'. It was first
proposed after they freed the slaves. Lincoln gave the
slaves each forty acres and a mule."
"That's it?" Sissy asked.
"Yes, but then a white guy assassinated Lincoln, another
white guy become President and they took all the land
back," Luke explained.
"JESUS CHRIST!" Sissy was really mad now.
"SISSY!" Wendy admonished her, "we don't take the Lord's
name in vain!"
"S-sorry, Mommy..." Sissy apologized, "it's just that...
it makes me so MAD! Why should WE have so much when
people like Luke have nothing? It's just not fair!"
Wendy nodded, "I know, dear, I know." Wendy looked at
Luke and regarded him with a new perspective. She had
been impressed with Luke's physicality before, but she
assumed he was just a dumb, uneducated angry black man
from some ghetto. But it was obvious he was a highly
educated man and his indoctrination of her daughter was
masterful. This made Wendy want to be his even MORE than
before.
He was right, there was no comparison between this
physical and intellectual giant of a man and the small-
bodied, small-dicked and small-minded husband of hers
that her parents had convinced her to marry when she was
so, so young.
She had NEVER met a man like Luke before. If she had,
she never would have even considered a poor excuse for a
man like Chuck and the other white men she'd met over
the years. Luke was an Adonis among men, a black GOD of
masculinity, and she desired nothing more than to give
herself over to him entirely, body and soul.
"Well," Luke patted Sissy's hand a couple times before
releasing her, "reparations are still possible. In fact,
some white families have done exactly what you've
suggested - giving what they got passed down to them as
the spoils of slavery over to black men, like myself. In
fact, that's what I do. I help white folks make things
right."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" Sissy beamed, "Mommy, Daddy are
WE going to help Luke? Tell me we ARE, please? We HAVE
to! Mommy, you told me your great-grandmother's family
owned slaves in Georgia, didn't you? We HAVE to make it
right!"
Wendy smiled at Sissy, "oh, yes, dear, don't worry.
We're going to do everything we can to make it right, I
promise."
"Yeah," Luke smiled and looked at Chuck, "your parents
have already been EXTREMELY helpful, haven't you,
Chuck?"
Chuck merely nodded and muttered a soft "Yes..."
"Oh GOOD!" Sissy clapped her hands in joy.
Missy was enjoying the blatant brainwashing going on,
but wanted dinner to finish soon. She was dripping wet
and her swollen sex was throbbing against the hard
chair, yearning for satisfaction. She just might go
mentally INSANE if she had to wait too much longer. She
had her orders from Luke and was eager to act on them.
So she moved things along by making a big show of eating
the last bite from her plate, "MMMMMmmmmm, that was
great, Mom!" she blurted out, "what's for dessert?"
Sissy joined in, "Yeah, that was great, Mom, I really
missed your home cooking!"
"Actually, your father did most of the cooking, I'm a
bit out of practice," Wendy replied pleasantly, a calm
smile on her face.
"Oh, uh... thanks, Daddy," Sissy corrected herself.
Chuck only nodded wordlessly in reply.
"I guess we could serve dessert now, if everyone is
done," Wendy said.
"YUMMY!" Sissy chimed in eagerly - she'd always had an
insatiable sweet tooth. Luckily her high metabolism kept
her skinny no matter how many sweets she ate, "I've SO
missed your home-made desserts, what is it, what is it?"
"Oh, wait, Chuck's not done yet," Luke pointed out.
Everyone looked at Chuck's plate. He had a bunch of
lettuce with some sliced tomatoes and carrot sticks in
it. He had only eaten a little of it. And he had a whole
steamed cucumber he hadn't even taken a bite out of.
Sissy noticed everyone else's cucumber had been sliced.
"I'm not hungry," he muttered and pushed his plate away.
"Okay, dear," Wendy stood up to take his plate along
with the others. But Luke grabbed it.
"Oh, no, come on Chuck, you gotta eat SOMETHING," he
insisted, "gotta keep your strength up!"
Luke picked up the cucumber, "Here, at least eat this -
trust me, you'll love it."
Chuck looked at the huge cucumber and realized exactly
what was about to happen. He looked into Luke's eyes
with a silent plea that said "please, no, not in front
of my daughter". But he found only cold determination in
Luke's gaze.
"Yeah, Daddy," Missy chimed in, "eat it! It's
delicious!"
"You really SHOULD eat something before dessert, dear,"
Wendy agreed, "you don't want to set a bad example for
the kids."
Outnumbered and finding no mercy from anyone in the
room, Chuck gave in.
"Okay-" he reached out to take it from Luke, but Luke
pulled it away.
"Say AHHH!" Luke said playfully.
Taking a big gulp nervously, Chuck played along and
opened his mouth as wide as he could, bracing for the
inevitable.
"AAHHH-GLRMPH!!!" Luke immediately shoved the whole
cucumber into his mouth and pushed hard.
Sissy gasped audibly. Missy reached out and held her
hand. Wendy simply smiled beatifically as she stood by
and watched their black guest mouth-fuck her husband
with a cucumber.
Luke shoved the cucumber to the back of Chuck's mouth
until he started to gag on it. In response, Luke angled
the cucumber up stiffly, making Chuck tilt his head
back. Now Luke had a straight shot down the choking
patron's gullet and he proceeded to force the entire,
thick cucumber into Chuck's mouth and down into his
throat. Luke shoved it all the way in, sticking his
fingers down into Chuck's mouth so he could cram the
entire cucumber, whole, into his esophagus.
Sissy couldn't believe what she was seeing! This black
guy was FEEDING her dad and he was okay with it! She saw
the obscene bulge in her dad's throat as the cucumber
worked its way deeper and deeper. And when Luke had
lodged the whole thing down there, she could see her
dad's throat muscles struggling with it, flexing and
undulating around the great mass, trying to do SOMETHING
with it - either pull it down or push it back out.
"Go on, Chuck," Luke goaded him, "swallow it on down,
you know you can take it!"
With extreme effort, Chuck gulped and jerked and
undulated his neck like a bird swallowing its meal
whole, finally moving the lump down until it squeezed
itself into his belly - still whole. His whole esophagus
was sore, but at least he could breathe again and he
sucked in a deep, panicked lungful as bent forward over
the table.
"Uh... wow," was all Sissy could manage.
"I bet you never knew your daddy was an expert sword-
swallower," Luke deadpanned.
"Ohhh..." Sissy nodded, "neat..."
Missy snickered and even Wendy chuckled at this as she
cleared the table.
Luke got up from the table, "here, Mrs. Whitebread, let
me help you with those."
"Oh, Mr. Powers, you're such a gentleman!" Wendy sang
sweetly as Luke took the dishes from her.
"And you must let me help you with dessert," Luke
continued, "I have an old family trick that really puts
the icing on the cake, so to speak..."
Wendy grinned broadly at this and took his arm, "Oh, I
can't WAIT to try it!"
As Sissy watched Luke walk off with her mother toward
the kitchen, she couldn't help but notice the huge semi-
hard bulge running down his left pant-leg. Was that
his... THING?! It couldn't be, Sissy thought - it was
WAY too big, human penises didn't come that large... did
they?
She remembered the rumors she had heard in school of the
black boys in the locker rooms showing off huge peckers
and the white boys trying to hide theirs in shame... but
she always assumed that those were just stories - white
guys couldn't really be inferior to black guys, that
just wouldn't be right... but her eyes didn't lie.
Luke and Wendy disappeared into the kitchen for several
minutes while Missy, Sissy and Dad sat in awkward
silence. Chuck was sitting back now, getting his breath
back and rubbing his sore, bloated belly (which was
struggling with the job of digesting a whole, large
cucumber).
Sissy thought she heard from the kitchen the sound of
batter being mixed, or maybe dough being beat. It was a
wet slapping sound and it was getting faster and faster.
She craned her head to see what was going on, but all
she could see from her vantage point was her mother's
feet. She looked like she was on her knees... getting
something from a lower cabinet maybe?
Missy pulled her attention back and began to gossip with
her sister about Luke's physique and how impressive it
was. Sissy agreed she'd never seen anyone built like
that before, and certainly nobody that strong.
When Luke and Wendy came back in, the mother was
carrying a large banana split - big enough for everyone
to partake from. There were four bananas and four
generous scoops of chocolate ice cream topped with what
looked like hot fudge - only it was white and kind of
pearly.
"Dig in!" Wendy said cheerily, setting it down and
wiping something from her chin.
"Ooo, chocolate!" Missy squealed, "my FAVORITE!" she
winked at Luke.
Sissy noticed there were only four spoons.
"Aren't you going to have some, Mr. Powers?" she asked
with genuine hospitable concern.
"Oh, no," Luke patted his belly, "I'm stuffed from that
delicious filet mignon! But I'm sure I'll have my
dessert later..." he smiled in a way that seemed a
little too eager.
Sissy shrugged and she dug in first. She took a big
scoop of ice cream with a huge dollop of icing on it and
popped it in her mouth. Immediately she melted into a
puddle of sensual overload from the flavors and textures
in her mouth.
"MMMM, OHMIGAWD!" She moaned, then caught herself for
her blasphemy - but to her surprise nobody seemed to
notice, so she let herself enjoy the ambrosia in her
mouth, "that is AMAZING!"
She swirled it around in her mouth with her tongue,
experiencing it with every bit of her mouth, saturating
her taste buds with it before finally swallowing it all
down.
"What IS that?" she beamed, "It's incredible!"
Now Missy was digging in and moaning too, "MMMM, oh
SHIT, yeah!"
"That's my family recipe," Luke said, "Instead of
whipped cream, it's a little something home-made your
Mom helped me squeeze out."
"It's DELICIOUS!" Sissy enthused, going for a second
huge spoonful, "MMMM!" she moaned as she sucked it into
her mouth, "this topping, it's so WARM and thick and
GOOEY and sweet!"
"Good," Luke smiled as he sat back in his chair and
enjoyed the sight of this pretty little white girl
gushing over the taste of his fresh jizz, "I KNEW you'd
like it."
As Missy and Sissy hungrily devoured their half of the
banana split, he turned to Wendy and Chuck, "come on,
you two, you better get some before the girls eat it
all!"
Luke pushed the remaining two spoons and them and Wendy
took hers and put the other into Chuck's hand.
Wendy took a huge spoonful and looked at Chuck. He
watched her as she shoved it in her mouth, smearing
Luke's jizz all over her lips, leaving some to drip down
onto her chin.
"MMMMMM," she groaned looking right in Chuck's eyes,
"SOOOO GOOD, Honey, you gotta have some!"
"Mommy," Missy pointed out, "You got some on your chin."
"Oh," Wendy looked down and could see it slightly,
"Honey, here, try some!" She held her chin out to Chuck
and motioned for him to lick it off. Chuck recoiled at
first, but looked around at Sissy's earnestly joyful
look of anticipation, Missy's sadistic grin and Luke's
arrogant, confident smirk.
Chuck did as expected and stuck out his tongue and
licked the thick gobs of Luke's "special sauce" off his
wife's chin and swallowed it down. Chuck was
psychologically repulsed at the thought of what he was
doing, especially in front of Sissy, but in the back of
his mind it registered somewhere that it actually did
taste sweet - and it was a flavor he had become
intimately familiar with over the past couple months. He
couldn't admit it to himself, but there was a part of
him that actually craved the taste now.
"Good, right?!" Wendy's eyes were wide with excitement,
"Here-" she took another huge scoop and this time held
it up to Chuck's mouth. With her free hand, she squeezed
his cheeks and forced his mouth open. She pushed the
spooge-smothered spoonful into his mouth and closed it
for him.
"YUMMY YUMMY, right Honey?" Wendy smiled lovingly as she
watched her faithful husband of 17 years chew up and
swallow her black Master's thick, sugary load.
The four Whitebreads continued to devour the dessert
ravenously and before long it was gone. Missy and Sissy
had fed each other the bananas whole, trying to
replicate Chuck's impressive display with the cucumber,
but Sissy choked and gagged on it, giggling and giving
up. She was amazed to see her sister take BOTH bananas
down her throat simultaneously, though - and not gagging
even once! Wendy had deep-throated hers, too, and was
playfully shoving the other banana in and out of Chuck's
mouth as he sucked off all of Luke's leftover "topping"
that she'd scooped up from the bottom of the bowl.
After dessert, Luke disappeared into the kitchen again
for a few minutes and returned with a bottle of wine for
an after-dinner toast. He explained it was of a very
special vintage and he'd been saving it for this very
occasion. He didn't drink, of course, but he wanted them
all to have it.
Wendy watched him pour her glass in eager anticipation,
asking him to top it off when he stopped short of the
rim. She licked her lips and chugged hers down in no
time, forgetting to wait for the toast! Luke called her
out on this and she apologized (flushing deep red when
her apology was interrupted by a loud wine-belch from
her belly). Luke poured her another glass full and told
her to be patient this time. She promised to be a good
girl and wait.
Luke poured Chuck a full glass as well and then asked
Wendy if it was okay if the girls had some too- just an
exception for a special occasion - what with Sissy being
home for the holidays and all. Wendy acceded immediately
saying it was no problem. Nobody even asked Chuck, who
was staring at his overfull glass of "wine" with
trepidation.
Luke poured Missy's glass first and she licked her lips
in anticipation.
Sissy held her glass for Luke as he poured hers last and
was surprised when she felt warmth through the glass.
She said she's always thought wine was served chilled.
Luke replied that this was a very special, gourmet
vintage and it was considered most flavorful if served
warm. Body temperature, to be exact.
Luke held up a glass of water for himself and prompted
"glasses up!"
Wendy and the twins raised their glasses but Chuck
hesitated. Wendy looked at him, embarrassed, "Honey!
Luke's making a toast!"
Chuck stared at the glass, then at Wendy, then up at
Luke. Chuck knew he had to go along with it or face even
more public humiliation and abuse. But maybe, he
thought, Luke was putting them all through this charade
because he actually intended to be at least SOMEWHAT of
a decent human being and let Sissy escape this life of
depravity they'd all fallen into.
They'd put on a show while she was here and Luke would
have his fun humiliating Chuck in front of her like this
for a couple weeks - but then she'd get out of this Hell
and go back to Bible Camp none the wiser. Why else go
through all the trouble of hiding what was really going
on and putting on this farce? So, with reluctance, he
smiled a nice, fake smile at Wendy and lifted his glass
as well.
Luke grinned and made his toast:
"To FAMILY," he proposed, pausing for effect then
looking right at Sissy, "and JUSTICE," he smiled and she
smiled back. They all clinked glasses.
Wendy and Missy chugged theirs down eagerly and Sissy
held hers to her lips, smelling it, "Oh wow, I've never
had alcohol before, it smells so STRONG!" she giggled,
"I feel to NAUGHTY!" She tipped her glass back and took
a swig. Her face screwed up at the strong, acrid taste
and she coughed and gasped, but swallowed it down. "Oof!
That's STRONG!" she smiled a mischievous smile and then
continued to drink it down, forcing herself to get used
to the taste and drain the glass.
Chuck's heart sank as he watched his one remaining
untainted child gulp down his black rapist's hot, rancid
piss like it was some kind of forbidden treat. He
resigned himself to his fate, squeezed his nose and
chugged down his own glassful, trying to get it over
with as fast as possible.
"Great!" Luke loudly clapped his hands together once,
"time for another round!" he effused as he refilled
Chuck's glass to the brim and went around the table
doing the same.
By the time everyone went to bed, they'd finished the
entire bottle.
Part III: "SISTERLY LOVE"
That night, Missy got straight to work on her twin
sister. The two took a shower together as they always
had, though Missy eschewed the usual sponge and lathered
Sissy up with her soapy fingers instead. And she
lingered a bit longer than usual while washing Sissy's
back, caressing her a bit more sensuously and venturing
a bit lower down to her sister's ass and between her
cheeks than was necessary. If Sissy minded, she didn't
speak up.
After rinsing and drying each other off, then brushing
their teeth while the other peed, they turned in.
Missy had shared a bed with Sissy from birth, so that
night, as they laid naked in bed (as they had for
years), Missy spooned her sister and got no resistance.
They had always been physically close. Missy began to
tell Sissy about everything that had happened while she
was gone. Nothing about Luke, mostly mundane things to
begin with. While she was doing this, though, she began
sensuously caressing Sissy. First the soft, sensitive
back of her arm. Then she ran her nails up Sissy's back
and to the nape of her neck, making her shiver.
"Miss, that tickles!" Sissy giggled, but didn't pull
away or try to stop her.
Missy knew Sissy's body as well as her own - as she
should since they were identical in every way. She knew
EXACTLY where to touch her, how to get her turned on and
horny. She was the one person in the world who could
seduce her sister without fail - only SHE knew exactly
what Sissy would want and what would get her hot and
bothered beyond the point of return.
Running the fingers of one hand through her sister's
soft, silky blonde hair, massaging her scalp while
lightly raking her nails down Sissy's thighs, Missy
leaned in close to her sister's neck, breathing lightly
on her and told her she had something truly shocking to
tell her.
Sissy was insanely curious and under her twin's complete
sway, her body involuntarily reacting exactly as Missy
knew it would, like a puppet on Missy's strings. She
writhed and moaned softly as her sister's hands caressed
and seduced her, Missy's hot breath on her neck sending
chills down her spine and straight to her rapidly
moistening pussy. She had not been allowed to masturbate
for 4 months and was so incredibly frustrated and horny
she couldn't help from wriggling her hips and grinding
in desperation.
Missy somehow knew she would be able to seduce her twin
sister. What neither girl knew was that bisexuality and
hyper sexuality ran in their family, from their mother's
side. In fact, these overwhelming sexual urges are what
drove their mother Wendy to become so devoutly
religious.
Back in Wendy's day they called it "nymphomania". Her
parents had tired of her rubbing her vulva on just about
every hard surface she could, as early as 5th or 6th
grade, and used to shame her and spank her when they
caught her. Wendy didn't know it, but her own mother had
also been caught "abusing herself" and was sent to a
mental institution where a doctor declared she had an
"enlarged clitoris" and treated her with bloodletting,
leeches, induced vomiting, near starvation, douches and
enemas. As a result, Wendy's mother was a cold, skinny
bitch.
Finally, Wendy's mother could take no and her parents
took her to a convent where they ready to leave her
unless the "devil" in her could be expunged (mental
institutions had long ago stopped treating women for
"nymphomania"). The nuns at the convent took Wendy in
and devised a strict regimen of prayer and service to
exorcise Wendy of her demons. Wendy spent most of her
time there on her knees - either praying, cleaning the
floors or, for some mysterious reason, eating out the
various nuns.
Wendy didn't understand why the nuns made her lick their
"sin flowers", but she figured it had something to do
with making her understand the evil of her ways by
showing her how nasty the vagina was, up close...
several times a day. Unfortunately for Wendy, it hadn't
really grossed her out as much as the nuns must have
planned, she kind of liked it. Wendy never pulled away
in disgust or stopped until the nuns would shake and cry
out and tell Wendy she was done.
Wendy figured she had licked and sucked the nun's
"muffin" so raw that they couldn't take the irritation
anymore. Still, no matter how many times their aversion
punishment failed, they kept making Wendy do it over and
over, every day.
The nuns had also forced young Wendy to wear a chastity
belt, but she could still sort of rub herself through it
if she pressed it on the corner of something hard. When
the nuns would find her doing this, they would bend her
over their knees, lift her skirt and spank her naked
butt raw until Wendy was wailing like a baby. Then,
invariably, she would have to eat that nun out until she
cried out in defeat, sometimes even leaking into Wendy's
mouth.
Eventually, Wendy's parents felt bad about giving up
their daughter to the nuns and took her back. The nuns
were reluctant to let Wendy go, saying she could relapse
into nymphomania and she should become a nun like them.
But Wendy's parents thought Wendy was cured and made
sure to make the girl pray to God every morning and
evening to keep her chaste. By the time Wendy got
married at the age of 16 (which was legal in their state
as long as the parents consented) to the equally chaste
and restrained 18 year old Chuck, Wendy's sex drive had
been buried so deep she hadn't touched herself in years
and got no pleasure from Chuck's clumsy fumbling around
"down there".
Sex for the two devout Christians consisted entirely of
a few restrained kisses and Chuck trying to stick it
straight in. When Chuck did manage to get it in, the
whole encounter would be over within a couple minutes,
leaving Wendy a sticky but completely unaroused mess.
Still, she had endured the "sex" as it was her wifely
duty to bear her husband's children - to "be fruitful
and multiply" as Chuck parents constantly reminded them.
Wendy's deeply-repressed hyperactive sexuality remained
buried, likely lost forever, until that fateful Friday
morning when Luke's rough ways and huge black prick
shattered the walls imprisoning her long-dormant sex
drive. 21 years of pent-up passion came flooding out
with that first explosive, revelatory orgasm of Wendy's
deprived, chaste life. It was the most religious
experience she'd ever had and in that single moment, she
had completely given herself over to Luke's mastery and
his glorious colossus of a cock.
Likewise, Missy and Sissy had been forced to bottle up
their budding hyper sexuality, inherited from their
mother. But Luke had uncorked that bottle - no,
SHATTERED it - and the twin girl's powerful passions
were flowing like a river from a burst-open dam.
Sissy writhed under her twin sister's expert
ministrations.
"What... what's the big secret...?" Sissy moaned softly,
eyes closed.
Missy gave Sissy a soft kiss on the back of the neck
which made Sissy stiffen with both surprise and intense
pleasure, cooing softly. Her fingertips brushed across
the stiff nipples on Sissy's still-developing petite
breasts. Like Missy, Sissy had only B-cup breasts with
pink, puffy nipples that jutted out from the small
breasts like little cone-shaped balloons.
"M-Missy... what are you doing...?" Sissy moaned, again
making no move to stop her amorous twin's advances.
"Nothing you don't WANT me to do," Missy whispered.
"Missy... you shouldn't be doing this... it's... it's
wrong," Sissy sighed, shivering and writhing under her
sister's caresses and butterfly kisses.
"How can it be wrong," Missy asked as she ran her soft
lips across the super-sensitive area at the base of
Sissy's neck, between her shoulder blades, "when it
feels this GOOD?"
"ooohh..." Sissy moaned, but kept trying to talk Missy
out of it, "you... you're just drunk from all that wine
we drank at dinner..."
Missy laughed at the idea. If only Sissy knew, "TRUST
me, Sis, this isn't drunkenness... just doing what FEELS
right... it DOES feel right, doesn't it?" she made her
point by raking her fingernails across Sissy's erect
nipple and planting a wet, soft kiss right on the nape
of her neck.
"Ohhhmmmm..." Sissy groaned and wriggled in her sister's
embrace, "Please, Missy... what's the.. secret you were
going to tell me?"
"Do you REALLY want to know?" Missy teased her.
"Y-yes..." Sissy rasped.
"It will change EVERYTHING," Missy promised, her lips
brushing her sister's ears as her hand made its way down
Sissy's abdomen towards her cunt.
Sissy, instinctually, spread her thighs to grant access
to her twin sister's roaming hand and moaned,
"YESSsss... PLEASE..."
Missy then wrapped her lips around Sissy's earlobe,
licking and sucking it as she began to rub her sister's
wet clit. Sissy reacted instantly with intense passion,
moaning and writhing under her sister's expert
manipulation.
"I'm just going to have to SHOW you," Missy hissed into
her desperately horny twin's ear; then she slid her
tongue into Sissy's ear while simultaneously grabbing
her hair and sliding two fingers into her sister's
receptive, moist cunt.
Sissy cried out in ecstasy, never having been touched
sexually by another person, and only having touched
herself a handful of times before being sent to
"chastity camp" - aptly named as she was forced to wear
an old-fashioned chastity belt that prevented her from
touching herself or rubbing her desperately horny
teenage pussy on anything for relief. It only came off
during supervised bathroom breaks and showers. She wore
it until she got ready for bed this very night!
Sissy's months of pent-up sexual desire had completely
overwhelmed her now. She reached back and cupped her
sister's head, pulling it to her, wanting nothing more
than to intensify the passion her sister was displaying
for her. The question of whether what they were doing -
incest, lesbianism, underage sex - none of this even
entered the girl's mind. All she cared about was sating
the carnal fire ignited in her now, quenching the sudden
erotic hunger consuming her.
As Missy expertly worked her sister's erogenous zones,
she whispered to her the most obscene things - images of
her mother and sister doing unspeakable things with each
other, their brother being sodomized by a beast of a
black man, their own father being pinned down and
emasculated before the family. To Sissy, the nonstop
torrent of obscenity, lewd acts and downright raunchy,
wanton acts was overwhelming. She cried out as she came
for the first time in her life with her sister's fingers
inside her and her tongue and filthy words burrowing
into her ear.
When Sissy had ridden out the waves of astonishing,
rapturous pleasure, she turned over, grabbed her
sister's head with both hands and pulled her to her,
deeply, passionately French kissing her with intense
lust and a true, deep love. She had ALWAYS loved her
sister, but not like this, not like now. Missy had been
right, this was going to change everything. Sissy didn't
know where all the dirty talk came from, but she LIKED
it. She never knew Missy had such an active (and
PERVERTED!) imagination!
After the two had kissed greedily for several moments,
Sissy opened her eyes and almost jumped when she saw the
huge black figure of a man standing over them beside
their bed, his colossal ebony prick looming menacingly
over them. Missy held her down and reassured her, "this
is our new Master, I was just telling you about. He is
our owner now."
Sissy gawked dumbly at the African Adonis towering over
her and her sister. Her eyes were round saucers trying
to absorb the enormity of the man and his monument of
potency. Her mouth hung agape, speechless. It was only
after several moments that she recognized him as the
kind-faced, well-dressed polite black man at dinner. It
was Luke! She couldn't believe she was seeing him like
this!
Missy took one of Sissy's hands and raised it up to
Luke's painfully erect, throbbing cock - he had gotten
instantly hard watching these two twin teen tarts lez
out on each other.
Sissy felt the weight and warms of Luke's member in awe,
"it's so... hot... so big... so heavy!" she rambled.
"I TOLD ya, girl," Luke sneered, "Bigger AND better."
Missy helped Sissy stroke it with her hand which made
Luke's massive dick twitch with a vigor that surprised
Sissy, yanking it out of her hand. She quickly regrabbed
the monster, stroking it again with undisguised
admiration. She could barely get her petite hand halfway
around it's unbelievable girth!
"Can... can you actually... FIT this inside of you?"
Sissy begged to know.
"Like I said," Missy smiled, "I'll have to SHOW you."
With that, Luke lifted Sissy up and spun her 90 degrees,
pushing her back onto the bed, face down but with her
head hanging off the edge. She squealed in surprise and
was stunned at Luke's sheer strength, juggling her
lithe, fragile frame like a child playing with a toy
doll. Luke grabbed a fistful of hair on the top of her
head and yanked upwards roughly, causing her to cry out
in pain. Luke took advantage of her open mouth and
shoved his fat black cock inside, cutting off her
shriek.
At the same time, Missy settled behind Sissy, at the
apex of her thighs and reached under her with on hand so
she could begin to rub Sissy's clit again. Sissy
writhed, even while choking and gagging from the fierce
face-fucking she was getting.
"We're going to have to lube and loosen up this cute
little puckerhole of yours, sis," she teased as she
spanked her twin's cheeks with stinging blows, "if
you're going to take all of that monster in your naughty
little butt!"
Sissy seemed to try to moan something around the big
black dick in her throat, but nothing intelligible
escaped her stuffed mouth.
Missy dove her face down between her sister's reddened
cheeks and drove her long, pointy tongue deep into
Sissy's quivering pink, virgin asshole.
This drove Sissy crazy with lecherous lust and she
reached back and pushed her sister's head deeper into
her crack while she reached forward with the other hand
behind Luke and grabbed firm hold of his muscular black
ass, pulling it toward her feverishly. She opened her
throat as wide as she could and greedily gobbled down
Luke's epically huge black prick while her sister
passionately ate out her petite virgin ass.
Sissy's eyes rolled back in her head as Luke's
unyielding black fuckrod forced itself further and
impossibly further still into her ever-widening
esophagus.
Luke wrapped both of his powerful hands around the back
of her head, tangling his fingers into her fine blonde
strands and pumped her throat like it was a two dollar
whore's pussy. She choked and gagged and would have
vomited several times, but there was simply nowhere for
it to go. Anything that tried to come up just got fucked
back down her throat and back into her stomach.
By the time Luke blew his load directly into her tummy,
his pubic hairs were tickling the inside of her
nostrils, flattened against his flat, toned pelvic
muscles. She felt the broad base of his super-cock (it's
widest part) flare and expand in her mouth and felt the
voluminous loads of his man-spunk shooting down from his
impressive, manly balls, through the full length of the
base of his cock, across her tongue and down her throat,
finally exploding into her belly.
She came like a banshee on her sister's four fingers
busily plowing her drenched pussy, her tiny asshole
contracting and tightly squeezing Missy's invading
tongue with each convulsion. Her whole body shook and
twitched, but she was firmly rooted in place, being
impaled by the mouth on Luke's tremendous, iron-hard
monster cock, so she looked like a fish on a hook
flopping and thrashing around, choking for air.
After Luke had fired about 10 or so generous barrages of
hot, potent cock-lava directly into her stomach, he
slowly and deliberately slid the entire 14-inch length
of it out of her used and gaping maw, leaving her limp
and gasping for air.
"What do you say, BITCH?" Luke demanded.
Sissy looked up into his eyes, eyes half-lidded and
glazed over, lost in a stupor - consciousness nearly
face-raped out of her. Insintincually, though, she knew
what to say, though it came out hoarse and weak due to
the savage throat-fucking she'd just endured.
"Thank you... Master..." she drooled.
Missy was still buried tongue-deep in Sissy's ass, now
splaying her tight, tiny cheeks as wide as she could so
that she could get her entire tongue into her sister's
shitter. She was wriggling her tongue around inside
Sissy's rectum, tickling and prodding and licking the
sides all around, shaking her head from side to side,
really DEVOURING her sister's butthole like a madwoman.
Sissy's cheeks glowed red from the near-constant blows
Missy rained on them during her feverish rim job.
"Damn, girl," Luke chuckled watching Missy's intense
efforts, "leave some o' that ass for me!"
Missy obeyed and slipped her tongue out, "Oh, but it
tastes so fucking GOOD! Please, can't I just fuck it a
little more??"
Luke shook his head in amusement and reached down to
Sissy, pulling her head aside awkwardly, making her look
up at him, "You tell me, little Sis, are you ready to
make reparations?"
"Ohhhh..." Sissy moaned.
"Are you ready to give me what I DESERVE for the way you
and your racist ancestors treated my people?" Luke
growled, tightening his grip on her hair painfully.
"AIOWWW! YES! YES, MASTER!" Sissy cried out in pain, but
an erotic pain that thrilled her. Her eyes widened, the
sharp, sudden sensations snapping her back to full
consciousness.
"And WHAT are you offering me, white girl?" Luke
demanded to know, "WHAT are you going to sacrifice to me
to make things right?"
"Oooohh..." Sissy moaned, raising her ass off the bed
and hissing, "my ASSS, Master!"
"Mmm, I like that," Luke grinned wickedly, "SHOW it to
me, I want to inspect the goods before I accept
payment."
Sissy obeyed and lifted her ass up even further,
reaching back with both hands to spread her ass-cheeks
for him. Her asshole gaped open and dilated and
contracted for him as if a hungry baby animal looking to
suckle.
"MMm, not bad, not bad," Luke nodded, "but can it TAKE
what I'm packin'?"
"Yes, OH YES, I'm SO ready!" Sissy moaned as she wiggled
her ass back and forth for him.
"SHOW me," Luke instructed her.
Without hesitation, Sissy reached back with one of her
hands and slipped three fingers in her ass easily,
working them in and out, "see, Master, it's open and
ready for you!"
Luke laughed derisively, "what the fuck, you think I'm
some skinny-dicked whiteboy or somethin'? That ain't
proved nothin!"
Sissy moaned and squeezed a fourth finger in, working it
in and out and then finally managed to work her thumb
in, too.
"Is... ungh," she moaned, "is that better, Master?"
"Gettin' there," Luke encouraged her, "keep goin'..."
Sissy whined with frustrated desire and put all caution
to the wind, fucking her own ass zealously with her
whole hand, then crying out in shock and arousal as her
entire fist popped inside her. Now she was buried in her
own ass up to her wrist, and her self-sodomizing tempo
only increased as a result.
"PLEEEEAAASSSSZZZEEE," she wailed bucking back against
her own fisting, "PLEASE FUCK ME IN MY LITTLE WHITE
ASS!!! I NEEEED your BIG BLACK DICK inside me! I want to
be your little ANAL WHORE!!!"
Sissy was on the verge of giving herself another orgasm,
she was working herself up so much.
"Alright," Luke relented, "I guess you're loosened up
enough for starters. My fat dick is thicker than your
whole fuckin' fist, but at least you're primed and
ready."
He yanked her head up roughly, leaning down and speaking
right into her face less than an inch away, "but you
fucking know this, you hot little whore - you give me
your ass once and it's MINE forever. Nobody else even
gets to accidentally brush up against it or there's
gonna be HELL to pay, you HEAR me?!"
"Oh, YES, YES MASTER!" Sissy choked, tears of joy
running down her cheeks, "TAKE my ass! OWN ME!"
"Good," he dropped her face-first back down on the bed
unceremoniously. Quickly he was behind and above her,
his strong arms framing her shoulders, his massive
shadow engulfing her tiny white, sweaty body. He yanked
her soiled hand out of her gaping cornhole and passed it
off to Missy who immediately licked the ass-slime off of
it and hungrily sucked each finger into her mouth,
slurping and nursing them to get every last taste of her
sister's insides as she could get.
"And just so you know, CUNT," Luke bent down his head
and spat the epithet right into Sissy's ear, "It didn't
fuckin' matter if you gave me your ass or not, it was
already MINE for the taking!"
With that, he plunged his donkey-dick into Sissy's
bowels with all his weight, burying it to the hilt in a
single mighty thrust! Sissy screamed a soul-shattering
howl as she was suddenly anally impaled on a full 14
inches of 4-inch thick, burning hot, chiseled monster
black fuckstick, rippling with thick, throbbing veins.
Missy moaned in delight at the sight and fingered
herself like a fiend while she face-fucked herself with
Sissy's entire shitty fist, choking herself with it down
to the wrist.
In the closet, where Wendy and Chuck had been watching,
gagged, the entire time, Wendy came on her furiously-
frigging fingers and Chuck sank to the base of the
phallus he was sitting on and shot his wimpy, impotent
load all over the closet door.
That night, Luke fucked his new initiate in every way
possible, and in every hole possible. And, just like her
twin sister, her ass proved to be tailor-made for Big
Black Cock, taking his whole extraordinary length and
girth inside her down to the BALLS every single time. By
the time he was done with her, all of her holes had been
stretched beyond recognition and were oozing great gobs
of thick black man-seed, which Missy was only too happy
to lick up and share with Mommy and Daddy, snowballing
great, thick gobs of Luke's ball batter with them.
For the coup de grace, she sealed her lips to Sissy's
great, yawning, loose asshole and slurped out cheek-
bulging mouthfuls of the slimy, viscous light-brown
mixture and planted her full, dripping lips right on her
Dad's mouth and Frenched him - regurgitating every last
sticky lump of it into his mouth, making sure he
swallowed it all down. She repeated this, emptying her
sister's bowels and feeding it to Chuck until all she
was sucking out of Sissy's ass were loud, foul farts.
Wendy and Luke watched this with pride as the voluptuous
MILF deep-throated him - sucking and licking every inch
of his superhuman, ebony fucktool clean of her
daughter's thoroughly-churned shit-sludge, cooing and
moaning with lewd, filthy relish.
Chapter 15: THE FAMILY REUNION
For a while after Sissy rejoined the family, everything
centered around her. Luke made sure she got PLENTY of
extra attention and made up for lost time. She was
fucked and used in just about every conceivable way -
and in some inconceivable ones, too. Luke gave the
little white bitch a real crash course in Advanced White
Slavery.
Butch was almost completely ignored those first two
weeks around Christmas and New Year's after Sissy came
home. He had no contact with the rest of the family at
all, which suited him fine. But he was locked in the
basement and had to have food passed to him through the
doggie door. When they remembered to feed him, he
devoured it greedily. He heard the moans and screams and
banging of the near-constant animalistic fucking going
on all over the house and wondered what had brought on
this sudden burst of activity, while also thanking God
that he was being spared from it.
The worst of his dilemma was the bathroom situation. His
parents had always meant to have one built down there,
but all that existed was a rough-in. So he ended up
having to piss and shit in the laundry room sink and now
the stench was absolutely unbearable - nauseating from
dawn to dusk. But Butch dared not complain about it for
fear of being dragged up into the barbarous non-stop
orgy upstairs.
It wasn't until a month after Sissy had come home and
been indoctrinated as the latest worshipper in the
Church of Black Cock that Butch even found out his other
younger sister had come home! To his dismay and utter
revulsion, he found this out by being escorted by the
leash to the bathroom by his cowed cuckold of a father.
There he was shocked and appalled to see Luke sitting on
the throne and both of his sisters, twins Missy and
Sissy - licking, sucking, stroking and otherwise
worshipping his towering black schlong of power. Each
one had their pretty lips wrapped around one of his
heavy, jumbo-sized balls, barely fitting in their petite
girly mouths.
Their four dainty hands were wrapped around his monument
of masculinity, from the base to about 3 inches shy of
the great, swollen head, their hands stroking in rhythm.
Butch audibly gasped at its size, having almost
forgotten how huge it was during his isolation in the
basement.
"Oh, no... Sissy..." Butch bemoaned.
Sissy pulled her mouth off of Luke's left ball (the
bigger one) with a crude POP! and waved to her big
brother with a huge smile, "Butchie! I missed you! Come
join us, there's more than enough to go around!"
"Wh... what?!" Butch was appalled at the thought.
"Oh come on!" Sissy pouted, "I heard ALL about how great
a cocksucker you are! Mommy and Missy even showed me the
pictures online!"
Butch flushed beet red. Not only had his own mother and
beloved sister spread the tales of his gay subjugation,
they were posting them ONLINE?! He was speechless with
impotent rage and hopelessness.
Sissy stood up and took the leash from Chuck who weakly
relinquished it to her. Wordlessly, and without
instruction, Chuck took his position next to his wife,
kneeling and head bowed in the bathtub.
Sissy pulled the reluctant Butch and led him between
Luke's powerful black thighs and pushed him down to his
knees in front of the sitting godlike figure, reclining
upon his throne.
"Well, look at this," Luke grinned, "it's a goddamned
Whitebread family fuckin' reunion! Unless there's any
more kids you stupid crackers 'forgot' to tell me about
out there!"
Chuck and Wendy shook their heads.
"Go ahead, Butchie," Sissy prompted with a sweet, girly
tone, "Show me how good you suck that big, black dick! I
wanna learn how to be a REAL good cocksucker like you!"
Butch shook with embarrassment and fear, looking up to
Luke for any sign of mercy, but found only condescension
and relaxed, supreme confidence in his superiority.
"Yeah, whiteboi," Luke teased, "show these amateur
bitches how it's DONE!" he flexed his dick for effect,
jerking the girls' hands as they were wrapped around his
tree-trunk like meatpole, making them giggle with glee.
They used their four hands to tip the towering beast and
point it right at Butch's pretty little pink lips.
"Say 'AHHHHHH'," Sissy prodded.
Butch refused and clenched his jaw. There was NO way he
was going to do this willingly, especially not in front
of his little sisters! He may have lost his freedom and
his manhood, but he still had his fucking PRIDE, unlike
his wimp of a Dad who folded like a house of cards
within the first week.
Missy leaned over to Sissy and whispered something
conspiratorially in her ear. Sissy's pretty face
exploded in a broad, nasty grin and she instantly hopped
up and left the room. Butch looked around nervously.
When Sissy came back, she strutted in with a huge black
strap-on flopping between her thighs! It was thicker
than her arm and hung down pornographically between her
legs, slapping her thigh weightily with each step.
"That's the 'Black Mamba'," Missy informed Butch, "I got
it from Luke as a Christmas present! I use it on Daddy
when he's being a little bitch like you are right now.
Really helps keep him in his place!"
Sissy swaggered up to Butch waving her massive phallus
around and suddenly slapped him hard across the face
with the full weight of the faux schlong, "SUCK IT,
BITCH!!!" She screamed and took advantage of Butch's
staggered and stunned state to shove his agape mouth
down on Luke's fat head and shoved hard with both hands,
popping the full, fat head of Luke's rigid, dripping
prick into his slackened maw in one deft heave.
"Aww, YEAH," Luke sighed and leaned back, resting his
hands behind his head and settling in for a nice, long
white fag blowjob, "THAT's the pretty whiteboi mouth my
dick's been missin'! MMM, that's NICE." Luke closed his
eyes and let Sissy fuck her brother's face with his
raging hard-on, intent on making this last.
Sissy pumped Butch's head back and forth with all her
might. Her strength actually surprised Butch, but Sissy
had been very active in extracurricular sports like
Tennis, Softball and Swimming, so she was very toned and
her arms were quite strong!
"Hold this faggot in place, sis," Sissy requested of
Missy, handing her the leash, "I'm gonna double
penetrate this bitch!"
Missy grinned wickedly and took the leash, yanking down
hard with both arms, pulling poor Butch's head down and
forcing another inch and a half of Luke's fat dark meat
salami into the trapped boy's throat.
Sissy positioned her pre-lubed phallus head at her
brother's wrinkly pink puckerhole, deliciously exposed
and vulnerable due to his steep angle of lean and close-
legged kneeling position. She loved how his cock and
balls hung down behind his thighs from his butthole like
useless bits of boy-junk.
"Missy told me this dildo was a special order because
they don't make any this big normally," Sissy teased,
rubbing the bulbous head around his unprotected hole,
"They actually made it from a mold of Luke's own
beautiful cock, could you tell? I bet you could, you
should be familiar with every throbbing vein on that
beast by now!" She pushed the head against his
sphincter, "wanna see if you can take Luke's monster
cock in both holes at once?!" she smiled a huge, toothy
perverted grin.
She reached down and spread his muscular tight white
cheeks apart and cackled evilly when she saw his
sphincter wink at her, "Aw, look, your cute little
slutty butthole's flirting with me!" she giggled, then
grunted with exertion as she shoved her fake prick into
him with a mighty thrust and yelled, "FUCKING SLUT!!!"
Butch groaned around Luke's fat cock as he felt his
little sister ramming nearly half the rubber horse cock
into his rectum in one cruel stroke.
"Mm, that feels good when you make him squeal on my
dick," Luke remarked, "do it a-fuckin-gain!"
Sissy didn't need to be asked twice! While Missy kept
Butch's head strapped down with the leash, Sissy grabbed
his hair in both hands and pumped his mouth and up down
on down on her Master's big black dick in tempo with her
own ferocious ass-packing. With each thrust/pump, more
dick was forced into Butch's opposite holes
simultaneously, and each time his involuntary muffled
caterwauls were longer and more intense. He was being
double-fucked like the dirtiest, low-down gang bang
whore and it was by his own, sweet little sister!
Sissy was using every muscle in her tight, lithe little
body to soul-rape her big brother and she worked up a
quick sweat from pumping so hard. She ass-raped her big
brother HARD, riding him like a mechanical bull, cursing
him out and calling him all sorts of names, "FUCK
MOTHERFUCKER, CHOKE ON THAT DICK! TAKE MY FUCKING MEAT
UP YOUR FAGGOT ASS, FAGGOT! YEAH!"
Butch moaned and groaned and writhed with each deep,
pounding attack on his ass, and gagged and drooled
slack-jawed on the ebony pole getting forced further and
further into his esophagus with each shove on his head.
Sissy's pace suddenly, unbelievably, picked up speed -
her cock and his head both blurs like pornographic
pistons at full power. Missy had never seen Butch fucked
so hard, and it was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen!
His whole, sexy, lean, toned frame was shaking, wracked
by the merciless full-body rape being inflicted on him.
His own average-sized dick was flopping around uselessly
between his legs which were being spread wider and wider
by the relentless ass-pounding. Missy couldn't help but
use one of her hands to finger herself while she watched
(though not before making sure to wrap the leash around
her arm several times to make sure her grip wouldn't
fail).
Sissy punctuated each rapid, full-force assault with
some profanity, expletive or insult, "FUCK!!! FAGGOT!!!
SHIT!!! FUCKING!!! BITCH!!! COCKSUCKING!!! WHORE!!!"
With that final outburst, she threw her legs up against
the bathroom wall behind her and lunged forward with all
her strength and weight, using the leverage to drive
both her silicone tool and Luke's undeniably real one
down to the hilt in Butch's mouth AND asshole at the
same time!
Butch was so overwhelmed that his whole body convulsed
and his eyes rolled back in his head. He had never
dreamed that one person could feel so incredibly and
absolutely STUFFED!
Missy groaned and was on the verge of an intense orgasm,
especially once she saw Butch's flaccid weenies stiffen
up as he twitched and spasmed on the twin monster black
dicks that were impaling him from both ends.
"FUCK YEAH!!!!" Sissy screamed, still horizontal with
her feet on the wall and her full weight pressing down
on Butch's head and ass, "We're BALLS DEEP in you, you
FUCKING WHITE WHORE!!!" She ground her hips into his
abused butt and ground his face into Luke's pubes,
"How's that FEEL, you fucking FAGGOT? How's it feel to
be IMPALED at both ends with big black DICK?! Damn,
you're a bigger slut for black cock than any of us REAL
girls, taking it ALL the way in at BOTH ends - just like
a REAL cockwhore!!"
"FFFFFUCK!" Luke's abs flexed and he hunched a little
bit, "DAMN, BITCH!"
"TIE HIM OFF, TIE HIM OFF!" Sissy yelled to Missy, "I
want to KEEP him here!"
Missy got what Sissy meant and stopped masturbating long
enough to crawl behind the toilet and tie the leash taut
to the pipe. Now there was NO WAY Butch would be able to
pull his head back, he was STUCK deep-throating Luke's
entire gargantuan gut-fucker until they decided to let
him go!
"YEAH, DEEP-THROAT THAT MONSTER YOU LITTLE FUCKING
COCKSUCKING FAG-BITCH!" Sissy screamed in his ear,
"YOU'RE GONNA GET A BELLYFUL OF BLACK BABY BATTER IN
THAT FLAT TUMMY OF YOURS!"
"Ohhh FFFUUUCCKK!" Luke was having a hard time keeping
his cool now. Missy was back to frigging herself like
mad.
"That's what you WANT, isn't it?!" Sissy pounded his ass
for emphasis, "You LOVE the feel of a bellyful of hot,
STICKY, nigger NUT BUTTER, bloating your faggy tummy,
FILLING you up?!"
Butch groaned a long, deep, plaintive wail. Luke felt it
vibrating the ENTIRE length of his rock-hard prick,
buried to the balls in the whiteboy's palpating,
undulating esophagus. Butch's captive throat massaged
the cock, seemingly trying to pull it in still further,
MILKING it!
"AH SHIT, AH SHIT!" Luke hissed through clenched teeth.
He was getting close and it was taking everything he had
not to bust his nut right then and there. And from the
boiling in his colossal, hanging balls, it was going to
be a spunk flood of BIBLICAL proportions!
"That's what I THOUGHT!" Sissy growled, slapping Butch
across the face HARD while plowing into his ass. "You
want it so bad, well then TAKE IT!!!"
With that, she began a move that seemed like some sort
of acrobatics routine or circus act - with her feet
still on the wall and her hands still on the back of
Butch's head, she lifted her entire horizontal body
straight up toward the ceiling, extracting all but the
head of her replica rape tool out of his ass - obscenely
stretching and pulling on his poor, abused sphincter,
threatening to pull it right out of him, it seemed.
This, alone, made Butch's body sag and elicited a deep,
almost relieved-sounding moan. But when she suddenly
free-fell back down onto his ass with the full force of
gravity, driving the prick all the way back in, Butch
jerked and bucked and tried, instinctively to get away.
Arms and legs flailing, he threatened to simultaneously
ruin Sissy's expert staging and to lynch himself on the
still-tied leash.
"Mom, Dad, get over here and hold this fucking wimp
still!" Sissy turned and ordered her parents. They had
been watching with rapt awe and immediately scrambled
over to secure the panic-ridden teenager. Missy and
Wendy each grabbed a wrist and held it to the ground
while putting their knee against his elbow to keep his
arms straight. Chuck took the rear position, under the
suspended Sissy and laid across Butch's calves.
He wrapped his arms around Butch's thighs to keep his
knees from splaying and, as a consequence, has a perfect
close-up on the ass-pounding action. As Sissy resumed
her anal acrobatics, Chuck had to dodge Butch's wildly
flopping erect penis - now dripping pre-cum and flicking
it everywhere. Chuck got some in his eye, but couldn't
risk letting go of his son's thighs to wipe it away.
He held on for dear life and let himself be mesmerized
by the incredible sight of Sissy's tremendous cock-
hammer rising out of and crashing back into Butch's
muscular ass with bone-rattling force and brutal
alacrity.
Sissy was now so far gone in her savage fuck-fever that
she couldn't even form coherent curses anymore. She was
just screaming and howling and growling as she sky-dived
into her brother's destroyed bowels over and over and
over again.
"SHIT! FUCK!!!" Luke grunted, "Slow down, bitch, or I'm
gonna NUT right now!"
"Then FUCKIN' NUT!!!!" Sissy screamed, driving her full
length and girth into Butch with full force and pushing
off the wall with her powerful leg muscles to grind her
pelvis against his pinked-up ass. The head of her prick
was now lodged all the way up in his colon and when she
wriggled her hips against his ass, he felt it
rearranging his internal organs, pushing them around
without concern for proper anatomy! "DUMP your HOT
NIGGER SEED into this FAGGOT'S WORTHLESS belly! MAKE HIM
YOUR FUCKIN' CUM DUMPSTER! I wanna FEEL you PUMPING your
SPERM into his GUT! I wanna see you IMPREGNATE this
FAGGOT'S FACE!!!"
"AH FFUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKK!!!!" Luke screamed and shot
upright, wrapping his powerful, massive arms around
Butch's head, pulling down on it while at the same time
flexing his mighty butt muscles to their full
horsepower, angling up his hips to drive the very base
of his dick where his balls hung off into the boy's
over-stretched mouth and flattening his nose against his
muscular abs, suffocating him.
Missy and Wendy marveled at the sight of Luke's entire,
herculean figure being devoted to driving his leviathan
of a fuckstick into the boy's mouthpussy. Missy saw
Luke's hanging balls contracting and pulsating, rising
and falling as he emptied them into Butch's guts and
couldn't control herself. She leaned down and sucked the
heavy testicle into her mouth and sucked for all she was
worth, fingering her pussy and asshole at the same time.
Wendy saw what Missy had done and immediately followed
suit, inhaling Luke's left, even larger nut into her
mouth and massaged it with her tongue, loving the feel
of it jerking and spasming in her mouth, knowing it was
dumping its load into her son's belly. She hoped that,
somehow, she was helping pump Luke's potent black seed
into the immobilized cockslave.
Luke felt mother and daughter sucking his balls and
coaxing out the jizz and he roared in primal ecstasy as
the first load he'd been holding back and building up
finally broke through his dam of willpower and fired
like a howitzer from his balls down his heavy artillery
and exploded from his flared head like a napalm BOMB,
scorching the walls of Butch's stomach and setting fire
to his guts!
Butch screamed and jerked and struggled, but he was held
firm by Luke's unbreakable death grip, the weight of
Sissy on his back and the rest of the family pinning his
limbs. He was entirely, completely helpless and could do
nothing but turn inward and experience, with heightened
sensitively and awareness, every single nerve along his
digestive tract - lighting up like a Christmas tree.
From his lips rubbing on Luke's scratchy pubes, to his
tongue tasting Luke's taint and feeling the vigorous
pumping of the underside of Luke's cock, acting like an
early-warning system that another salvo was incoming.
His esophagus involuntarily suckled on the fire hose
lodged in it and his belly was BURNING with the heat of
Luke's broiling man-seed flooding and bloating his
rapidly-filling gut.
Sissy saw what was happening and screamed like a
Banshee, "YEEAAASSSSSSSSSSSS!" her screams of ecstasy
turned into a hiss as she ground her pussy against the
base of the strap-on and came like an animal on her
brother's used and abused ass.
Chuck was so transfixed by the site of his daughter
cumming that he totally didn't see Butch blow his load
until it was too late. It his him square in the face.
Chuck cried out and pulled away, but his cry got Sissy's
attention and she saw what had happened.
"OH FUCK, YEAH!" Sissy growled and reached down to grab
Chuck by the hair and pull him back into place under
Butch's squirting stiffy. She pumped Butch's ass with
long, hard strokes, each one pumping another jizz-rope
out of her brother's twitching dick and drizzled all
over her father's face, icing it like a birthday cake!
She timed her thrusts with Luke's powerful ejaculations
so that when the big black behemoth was firing another
supersized ball-blast into Butch's belly, the trapped
teen was simultaneously and involuntarily blowing his
load all over his father's sputtering face!
After 20 or so barrages of potent man-gravy, each one as
large as an average man's full load, Luke finally
stopped pumping and eased his grip enough for Butch to
suck in a breath through his nose and narrowly avoid
blacking out (though he probably would have preferred
to, rather than endure the ordeal he'd just
experienced).
Missy and Wendy had both cum while sucking on Luke's
now-emptied balls and let the weighty testes slip from
their mouths.
Chuck was lying on his back, immobile and caked in the
biggest load of his son's life to this point.
Sissy, for her part, was riding out the afterglow of her
explosive, multiple orgasms by grinding her still fully-
embedded, ever hard prick in provocative slow circles
that made the phallus stir his bowels like a bowl of
brownie-batter. All the shit that had been packed up in
there had long been liquefied and dripped down his
thighs, some of it dripping onto his father's face and
staining his rapidly-cooling spooge brown.
"MMm, that was NIIIIICEE..." she cooed as she leaned
forward and grabbed Luke's bowed head around the neck,
"You are SUCH a FUCKING MAN!!!" And she kissed him
passionately. Luke wasn't used to someone being the
aggressor and was, frankly, SPENT, but he kissed her
back, feeding her his thick tongue to suck on.
It was quite a sight: this huge, built, black monument
of manhood with the body of a champion weightlifter
soul-kissing a petite, pigtailed blonde thirteen year
old while her teenage brother knelt impaled from one end
to the other on 28 inches of their grossly oversized,
thick black dicks. Not to mention the rest of their
family lying on the floor around them in post-orgasmic
stupors.
Slowly, Luke's cock began to lose its stiffness and
deflated enough for Butch to relax - though Sissy's
permanently-hard mega-dildo was still lodged all the way
up inside him. Luke slowly extracted his glorious,
conquering prick from Butch's mouth while Sissy
continued to kiss him on the lips with true love and
devotion.
"Wait..." Sissy grabbed the shaft of his cock as his fat
head was still lodged in Butch's thoroughly raped mouth.
Luke looked at her and saw that degenerate gleam in her
eyes that he loved so much about the twins.
"I bet you need to take a nice, long piss, don't you?"
she prodded, "That beautiful cock of yours hasn't pissed
ALL DAY!"
"MM, you NASTY, girl," Luke smiled, kissing her back,
his cock starting to firm up at this glimpse into her
depraved mind.
"Oh, PLEASE, Black Daddy," Sissy moaned while grinding
her prick in Butch's depths, "Feed this little worthless
fagboy your PISSSSSS" she writhed at the nastiness of
the word, "I want you to make him your personal toilet,
just for me... PLEASSSSE!" Sissy whined and mewled,
licking and biting Luke's large lower lip in debauched
desire.
"FUCK, bitch," Luke hissed, "since you begged so fuckin'
nicely and shit..."
Luke started to slide his semi hard prick back down
Butch's throat, but Sissy pushed back on it.
"No, please," Sissy pleaded, "just the head. I want him
to TASTE every last FUCKING DIRTY DROP before he guzzles
it down! Don't make it easy for this toilet fag! I want
him to WORK for it!"
"DAMN," Luke shook his head, "you are a piece of fuckin'
WORK!"
Luke adjusted his cock until just the head remained in
Butch's exhausted mouth. The back of Butch's teeth acted
as a natural barrier to keep Luke's mushroom-shaped tip
from sliding out and his piss-hole sat square on the tip
of the teen's worn-out tongue. Luke reached down with
one hand and put it on the top of Butch's head to hold
it in place and Sissy gripped his jaw tight to keep it
sealed tight around Luke's prick. With her other hand
she grabbed Butch's throat and squeezed a bit.
When Luke's scalding-hot piss shot out from his urethra,
it sprayed down the full length of Butch's tongue and
saturated each and every tastebud, soaking them in his
strong, acrid flavor. The intense torrent of
overwhelming tastes flooded Butch's brain and he tried
to pull away, but was firmly head locked and helpless to
resist. All that he could do when the powerful, forceful
stream had filled his mouth completely... was swallow.
Swallow hard and swallow fast, because it was still
coming out and showed absolutely zero chance of abating
any time in the near future.
Sissy felt the first big gulp with the hand she had
wrapped around Butch's throat for verification and her
whole body flushed red in sadistic arousal.
"Holy SHIT," she hissed, "he's fucking DOING it! The
fucking faggot is actually chugging down your hot, nasty
PISS!!!" She looked into Luke's eyes with reverent,
agape awe. She was raised to be a devout Christian, but
Jesus was the farthest thing from her mind. From now on,
this black Adonis was her god, and she worshipped him
like the Titan of manliness that he was.
Luke grabbed her head with his free hand and pulled her
tight to him, French-kissing her so deep his tongue went
down her throat. She gagged and choked on it, but let
herself surrender to it, soon pumping her brother's ass
to yet another gushing orgasm while the teen trapped
between them guzzled down a gallon of saved-up,
concentrated black piss.
Fifteen minutes and a bloated belly full of spunk and
rancid urine later, Butch was finally released and
allowed to collapse to the floor. AFTER Sissy made him
lick and eat up all his cold, shit-stained spooge from
his father's thoroughly-frosted face.
After Butch has licked up and eaten every drop from
Chuck's face, Sissy rewarded him with a severe, lengthy
spanking that made the used teen wail and cry and
squeal. Her sharp, unpredictable blows punished his
already-abused ass with stinging precision and cruelty.
"Naughty, NAUGHTY faggot!" she admonished him while she
tanned his squirming butt, "Cumming without permission!
How DARE you! I didn't say you could pop your little
white cork, did I?! NO!" FWAP! "I!" SMACK!! "DID!"
THWACK! "NOT!!!!" CRACK!!!
Sissy pushed the whimpering, defeated teen from her lap
and stood, "time to show you what Luke got YOU for
Christmas!" She slipped out of the room briefly. Butch
had been in his basement exile during Christmas,
virtually forgotten. He welcomed the respite, fearing
that their black assailant would resume his torment when
he was finally let back out. Little did he suspect that
is was his innocent little sister, Sissy, he should have
been afraid of!
Sissy returned with a small metal object of some sort.
It looked like a miniature medieval torture device, like
a little metal cage. It was cylindrical in shape but
only 3 or 4 inches long and curved.
Sissy knelt beside Butch and flipped him over. Butch
watched in confused impotence as she slipped the cock
cage over his small, flaccid penis, then locked it in
place with a heavy padlock. She took the key out and
handed it to Luke.
She stood up and admired her work, satisfied, "Merry
Christmas, faggot!" Sissy sang sweetly, then put on a
pouty face and spoke in a mock baby voice, "now your
widdle teenie-weenie won't never EVER get all big and
stiffy without a gwown-up telling you to! No more icky-
wicky accidents for you, widdle Butchy-Bitchy!" she
wagged her finger and shook her head in an exaggerated,
cartoonish display, as if speaking to an infant.
This sent Missy and Luke into a bout of raucous laughter
and the three of them cracked up, pointing at Butch's
imprisoned little white dick and calling Butch all sorts
of demeaning nicknames like "baby dick", "softie",
"limpdick", and "tweety bird". The last one they liked
so much that they held him down and wrote it on his
belly above his groin with a marker. Sissy added a
little word balloon coming from the dick that said "I
tawt I taw a puddy tat!".
The three howled in laughter at this and leashed him
back to the toilet, handcuffing him as well for good
measure. Luke picked up Wendy and Chuck (one in each
arm) and the five of them retired to the bedroom.
Sissy threw one last aspersion under her breath,
chuckling and shaking her head, "silly dick-loving
pussy-assed wimp..."
She slammed the bathroom door closed, leaving Butch in
the dark to sob, overcome by his abject humiliation and
degradation.
The Whitebread Family Reunion lasted through the night,
a non-stop carnalia of orgiastic fucking and depravity
and filth. Each member of the family got their fill of
black cock that night. Each got impregnated with Luke's
potent seed, whether in their dripping cunts, gaping
assholes or both. Butch was mostly left alone, still
leashed and now handcuffed to the toilet. Although
whenever anyone needed to take a piss, they simply did
it in his mouth rather than in the toilet.
Only Chuck couldn't bring himself to use his son in this
way and drained his bladder down the bathtub drain
instead. He still had a father's pride for his son,
still remembered how proud he was the day Butch became
the starting QB for their team. He hoped that one day
Butch might escape and forget all of this - live a
normal life.
Sissy's great black dildo, however, was never dislodged
from his intestines. She simply unstrapped it and left
it up there when the rest of the family retired to the
bedroom for the night's festivities. They seemed to
forget about it (and Butch in general) and he fell
asleep with it still fully inserted in him, still bound
to the toilet.
The next morning, Sissy woke up first. She was sore and
spent from the long, rough night of fucking with Luke.
She and Missy and Wendy had all fallen asleep on Luke's
crotch, each of them with a ball or cockhead in their
mouths, suckling themselves to sleep on the majestic
organ. She awoke with his left ball still in her mouth
and hummed in appreciation, sucking on it and rolling it
around in her mouth.
Spent as she was, just being in proximity of Luke's
crotch made her wet. His scent was that of a REAL man
and his manly balls reminded her of the generous, sweet
spunk they so willingly spewed into her hungry mouth so
often.
As she sucked, though, felt her bowels grumble, audibly.
She had a sudden discomfort in her gut and she realized
she needed to take a shit, and BADLY. It didn't surprise
her, she'd had her ass packed at least 3 or 4 times last
night and a truly mammoth payload of Luke's virile seed
had been stewing in her guts for hours now, wreaking
who-knows-what kind of havoc on her digestive system.
Sissy tried to slip out of bed carefully so that nobody
would hear her, but just as her first foot touched the
floor, a loud, nauseating fart exploded from her ass. To
her relief, nobody stirred and she hobbled off the
bathroom as quickly and quietly as she could, each step
elicit evoking another wet, sloppy fart to explode from
between her petite, tight white cheeks.
Sissy made it to the toilet just in time, but Butch was
asleep on it, resting his head on the lid. Worse, his
arms were cuffed in a way that they crossed over the
lid, meaning she'd have to find the key and uncuff him
if she wanted to lift the lid. As another powerful blast
escaped her quaking anus, she decided there was no time
to find the key and she grabbed Butch by the hair,
pulled his head up and laid it facing up on the side of
the lid, forced his mouth open and sat straight down on
his open, unsuspecting maw.
Immediately, her asshole erupted like Mt. Vesuvius,
blowing hot cum & shit lava all over Butch's tongue and
filling his mouth almost halfway with just the first
expulsion alone.
Butch's eyes shot open immediately and he seemed unable
to process what was happening to him right away. He made
no move to escape or escape, not knowing who was on his
face or what that funny taste was in his mouth.
When Sissy grunted and blasted a huge, long, nasty wet
fart into his mouth, it shocked him like an explosion
and blew out of his nose.
"EWWW!" Sissy waved her hand to disperse the stench,
then looked back over her shoulder at Butch, "Oh, good
morning, toilet boy! Hope you're hungry, I've got to
drop a MONSTER load right now and it's NOT going to
wait!"
Butch tried to scream, but the weak gurgling sound that
managed to bubble up through the thick liquid concoction
his mouth was swallowed up by her cavernous asshole and
made her giggle.
"Oh, stop complaining, you fucking sissy!" She slapped
his face hard, "you're going to want to breathe out now,
all the way, got it?"
Butch didn't understand, so she slapped him again, "I
SAID, breathe all the way the FUCK out!"
Butch did as she said and she put her finger under his
nose to feel when the air current stopped. When it did,
she immediately clamped her fingers tight on his
nostrils cutting off his air.
"Now SWALLOW!" Sissy ordered him.
Butch shook his head and pleaded to her with his eyes.
But he needn't have wasted the effort, because there was
no relenting forthcoming from his little sister - EVER.
"Do it if you want to breathe, faggot!" Sissy hissed.
Butch panicked. He wriggled and bucked as he felt his
lungs starting to burn in their need for oxygen. He gave
in to desperation and did as Sissy commanded.
Butch swallowed and the first large gulp disappeared
down his throat. Sissy saw this and smiled, "Good boy!
Now keep going, there's LOTS more where THAT came from!"
Butch started to swallow another big gulp, but his
stomach revolted at the disgusting, foul mixture and he
gagged and retched, the part he'd already swallowed
regurgitating back into his mouth.
Sissy heard him gag and barf and realized what had just
happened and laughed with sadistic glee, "Oh YEAH, choke
on my ass-juice! You don't like it? You can't do it?!"
Butch shook his head plaintively, begging with his tear-
streaked eyes for some measure of compassion.
"TOO FUCKING BAD!" Sissy shouted at him and bore down to
shoot out another fresh, hot batch of the viscous cum &
shit mixture from the depths of her trembling bowels
straight into his mouth, almost doubling what was
already in his overburdened, distressed oral orifice.
Butch cried and groaned in despair as he felt the sickly
river of soiled spooge flood into his mouth, the weight
increasing and sending fresh waves of nauseating taste
sensations firing into his retreating brain. The
sensations overwhelmed him and he surrendered mentally
and spiritually to his predicament, his willpower and
sense of self shattering.
His body convulsed in muffled sobs as he began to chug
down the vile brew, huge gulp after huge gulp.
"There you go!" Sissy sneered in depraved satisfaction,
"the plumbing's flowing again nicely! Now I can stop
holding back!"
And then Sissy's asshole practically detonated with
scatological force - belching, spewing and gushing with
a non-stop torrent of filthy, slimy, putrid butt-mud and
thrice-baked black nut batter. As soon as Butch forced
down a heaping mouthful, another, seemingly nastier one
replaced it.
"FUCK YEAH!" Sissy hissed, "CHUG that shit down, you
fucking worthless white TOILET!" Sissy was now frigging
herself like mad with her free hand as she grunted and
pushed and emptied the overflowing contents of her
boiling bowels down her captive brother's gullet, "You
are SUCH a FUCKING pathetic SHIT-eating, COCK-gobbling,
FAGGOT-ass BITCH!! UUNNGHH!!" - her asshole blew a
particularly voluminous gush of fresh semen-infused
diarrhea into Butch's struggling face-hole.
Sissy was still holding his nose vice-tight, depriving
him of any small bit of air. Butch concentrated on
swallowing as huge a mouthful as he could at a time, and
as rapidly as he could manage. He was desperate for air
and was starting to feel light headed. Sissy's shit-
stream seemed never-ending and he began to think he was
going to suffocate under her erupting ass-volcano, dying
with a mouthful of her liquid shit still sitting in his
mouth.
Butch felt his vision fading and he got dizzy as he
heroically continued swigging the sewage swill from his
sister's petite round butt - how could SO MUCH shit come
from SUCH a tiny ass?!! He was delirious and fading
fast.
But to his surprise, the diarrhea had sputtered to an
end and he only needed to swallow one last oversized
offering of offal and he would be done! Clinging to his
consciousness with all of his remaining strength, he
made a herculean effort to force the last generous gulp
down into his already-bloated belly. Feeling it's
bulging weight run down his esophagus and drop heavily
into his overflowing stomach, he made a pathetic,
whimpering vocal plea into Sissy's gaping shithole to
indicate he had finished his impossible task.
"Holy SHIT!" Sissy beamed, "you fucking DID IT! I
thought you were gonna pass out! Color me impressed!"
Butch's eyes began to roll back in his head, he was on
the verge of blacking out now.
"Okay, okay, no need to be so fucking dramatic you drama
queen," Sissy sighed in annoyance, "here it comes, on
the count of three, I'm going to let you have your
precious air - okay? One... two... THREE!"
Sissy moved to lift her ass off his mouth and Butch
started to suck in a sharp, deep breath, but she faked
him out and planted her ass right back down on his face,
fingers still clenching his nostrils closed and she
doubled over and exerted with all her abdominal
strength, grunting loudly as she blew the longest,
nastiest, hottest power-fart down his airway, filling
his desperately-sucking lungs with her foul flatulence.
Butch couldn't stop himself from inhaling the noxious
gas - his body needed air so badly, it didn't care WHERE
it came from - and the power of her explosive anal
decompression literally forced the decidedly unladylike
ass blast into his lungs, inflating them and saturating
them with her fecal wind.
"Oopsie!" Sissy feigned bashful embarrassment, "I
tooted! Sorry!" she giggled and watched her brother
absorb the oxygen from her gaseous gift.
"Mmm, now you're my total fucking ass-slave, aren't
you?" Sissy moaned, rubbing her dripping pussy and
grinding her ass on Butch's face, "you could live
COMPLETELY on my ass, couldn't you? I'd let you drink my
diarrhea for water, eat my SHIT for food and breathe my
sweet farts for air!" She was flushing and moaning now,
"FUCK, that's hot, I want to make you my toilet slave,
big brother, I want you to LIVE for my asshole! Wouldn't
you like that?"
Butch moaned, no longer in danger of passing out but
totally subjugated by his cruel, perverted younger
sister and her oppressive ass.
"Okay, now breathe out, through the nose-" she finally
released his nostrils and let him exhale her processed
ass gas, "that's good, now breathe in, ready-"
And she grunted and farted again into his mouth as he
sucked in, inflating his rib cage anew.
"MMM, FUCK!" she was so incredibly turned on now,
fingering herself and writhing on his face, "again!"
They fell into a rhythm of this for a few good, long
moments. Him exhaling, her feeding him fresh farts over
and over.
Missy and Wendy and Chuck and Luke had woken up some
time ago and had been watching the scene in rapt
appreciation. Missy was riding her mother's face while
Wendy fingered herself and watched from her place under
the girl's grinding cunt. Luke was slow-pumping Chuck's
throat and fingering the cuckold's exposed asshole nice
and slow and deep. Chuck was ashamed that his little
pecker was rock-hard.
The sight before them was a beautiful one, Sissy and
Butch's bodies undulating and oscillating in perfect
synchronicity - his lungs expanding as her belly
flattened and expelled precious life-giving air into
them with muffled vulgarity. Her flatulent ass exhaling
while his gasping mouth inhaled. Their bodies formed one
continuous respiration for a short, precious moment in
time.
For that exquisite interlude, they were a symbiotic
union of mouth and ass. There was a sibling bond between
them that seemed loving and giving, even while being so
deliciously and thoroughly raunchy and debauched.
But, like all moments of fleeting perfection, the moment
was destined to yield to heartless reality.
Sissy bore down for another huge fart but felt something
very WRONG and very sudden shift in her bowels,
"OHMYGOD. What the FUCK-"
Before she knew it, a huge, fat anaconda of hard-packed,
long-dormant shit was sliding unbidden out of her
asshole and into Butch's unsuspecting, fart-drenched
mouth.
"OHJESUSFUCKCHRIST!!!" Sissy groaned and bolted upright,
unable to stop the inexorable passage of the monster
shit-log evacuating her guts and forcing its way into
Butch's defenseless maw.
Butch had fallen into a state of detached calm
quiescence breathing from his sister's asshole for
several minutes. So he was totally caught off-guard when
the dense, solid head of the shit-snake slid over his
tongue, leaving a slimy trail of ass-mucus and shit-
smear, then forced its way through his vulnerable
esophageal opening. By the time he realized what was
happening, it was too late to try to close his throat
and stop it. Sissy was dropping the monster of all
constipated shits down his gullet and he was powerless
to do anything about it!
Butch bucked and thrashed and flailed, but he was
completely trapped and pinned under Sissy's overflowing
fudge factory.
"OH-SHIT-OH-SHIT-OH-SHIT!!!" Sissy screamed as she came
on her four fingers with mercurial ferocity, "BIGGEST
FUCKING TURD I EVER-UNNNNNNGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
The power of her core-deep climax forced the remainder
of her titanic log out of her shuddering shitter and she
fell forward, leaving a good three inches of the epic,
horse-sized fecal deposit sticking obscenely out of
Butch's packed piehole.
Sissy kept cumming and turned around to gaze upon her
works, falling against the wall, rubbing and frigging
herself to multiple orgasm. To her surprise, she
squirted powerful jets of girl-cum all over Butch's
face, which only made her cum even harder.
"AW, FFFUUCCCKKK!!!" Luke groaned uncontrollably as he
saw what had happened and drove three of his fat fingers
into Chuck's asshole down to the first knuckle so he
could pick the faggot patriarch up into the air by the
ass and shoved his head all the way down onto his
throbbing monster cock to the BALLS. Chuck felt the big
black phallus spasming in his throat and felt Luke's
powerful spunk explode into his belly and came all over
himself in his upside-down position.
Missy was cumming hard, grinding on Wendy's face and
pissing uncontrollably. Wendy guzzled it down, riding
out her own powerful orgasm as she watched her daughter
jizzing all over the massive turd she'd left sticking
out of her defeated and demoralized son's slack-jawed,
distended mouth.
"Oooohhhh... ffffffFFFUCK!!" Sissy convulsed with the
last wave of her ultra-orgasm rippled through her every
nerve ending, "Jesus CHRIST that was fucking GOOD..."
Her heavily lidded eyes parted to see Butch, still
reclined with his head back, resting on the toilet lid,
right where she left him. She knelt down beside him to
get a better view of her incredible turd-tower rising
from his stuffed face. It was slick with her cum and she
wrapped her hand around it as far as she could (it was
even wider than Luke's freakishly huge dick!), feeling
its firmness and texture. It was still hot and lumpy in
her hand as she stroked it up and down in admiration. It
looked to be made of large, dense balls of shit thickly
packed together (probably by Luke's repeated, non-stop
and uncompromising deep anal compactions).
"That is one HOLY shit," she joked, cracking herself up.
She raised up, looking down into Butch's wide, panicked
eyes, "SWALLOW it, toilet!"
Butch tried to protest, but his throat was corked and
all that came out was a pitiful groan from somewhere in
his chest.
"Oh, come on, big brother!" Sissy tried to reason with
him, "After I was SO nice to give you this HUGE, yummy
gift, you're going to be all ungrateful and insult me
like this?!"
She saw Butch's jaw bobble a bit as if he was trying to
talk - or maybe trying (and failing miserably) to bite
into the compressed crap-cylinder.
"I said CHEW that shit up and EAT it!!!" Sissy squeezed
the end of the shit and shoved down on it HARD, trying
to force it into Butch's mouth - but it wouldn't budge.
Butch gagged and convulsed and retched, but the shit
pillar was stubbornly impassive, not giving an inch.
"Faggot," Sissy's voice took on a deadly-serious
threatening tone now, "you GOBBLE my delicious fudge
right fuckin' NOW or I'm gonna ask Luke to bring 10 of
his biggest, blackest friends over to feed you their
smelly shit for a WEEK! And theirs won't be sweet like
mine!"
Butch tried as best he could to bite into the log, or to
coax it down his throat with his esophageal muscles,
lurching and convulsing as he tried his absolute best to
draw it into his already distended belly, but it was no
use. He couldn't budge it. Failing and fearing the
consequences, he looked into Sissy's furious glare and
tears streamed from his eyes, sobs silently wracking his
shit-packed torso.
Sissy rolled her eyes and stood up in disgust, "UGH,
you're so fucking pathetic," she strode out of the room
and jerked her thumb back while addressing Luke,
"Master, the toilet's clogged, you better bring your
plunger."
Luke cracked a great big toothy grin, pulled Chuck's
mouth off his still-rigid dick unceremoniously and
hopped off the bed.
Butch watched Luke walk towards him with growing terror.
The black giant slowly strutted toward him stroking his
intimidating weapon of an organ until he was hard as a
steel pipe and standing right next to him. Luke reached
down with one veiny, thickly muscled arm and pinned
Butch's head in place, adjusting it so that his mouth,
throat and belly made a continuous, straight line. Then
he straddled the boy's body and angled his massive meat-
missile straight down, aimed right at the tip of the
pile of obstinate dung protruding from Butch's mouth.
Suddenly, Butch knew what was about to happen, but he
was so intimidated by Luke's dominant presence that he
was paralyzed. He could only scream in protest in his
own mind.
Butch's internal plight was invisible to all witnessing
the event, but it would have been completely fucking
moot anyway, as Luke's prodigious piled river was an
unstoppable force about to show an immovable object what
happens when it comes up against Big Black Cock.
With sudden and beastly force, Luke's powerful thighs
dropped him into a deep squat, driving his unbending man
hammer straight into the tip of the tower of turd,
shoving it into Butch's face and demolishing it into
pasty chunks in his mouth. Butch's cheeks bulged
obscenely outward as they strained and stretched, packed
tight with mashed filth.
Luke pushed as far in as he could, only managing to get
to Butch's tonsils with the first thrust. Enough to
squash and break up everything in the teen's mouth,
though, so he raised himself up and plunged himself back
in, mashing and squishing the dense crap into a chunky
paste. Before long, his dick was penetrating Butch's
throat and shoving large chunks of the shit-cement down
through the captive teen toilet's digestive tract.
Sissy was back, now, fucking herself with a large black
dildo and recording the whole thing on her mom's iPhone,
"Yeah, PACK that shit in there! FUCK it down his FAGGOT
SHIT-EATING THROAT, you great big fucking NIGGER GOD!!!"
Luke looked uncannily like an industrial machine, a
great big piston ploughing the earth like an unstoppable
hammer of God. His muscular thighs flexed and
constricted in a mesmerizing, ever-increasing rhythm,
his hips grinding in a circular pattern to help stir the
stubborn shit pile. He was working so hard pumping
Sissy's thick shit down he was actually breaking a
sweat, breathing hard and grunting with each deep
thrust.
It took several minutes, but eventually Luke drove in
with one last, mighty heave and sank his entire shaft
into Butch's human sewer system. Luke's balls hung
heavily over Butch's chin and the black man dropped his
full, impressive weight onto the boy's face - driving
his dick as deep into the boy as he could get it. Luke
held it there, unmoving but every sinewy muscle in his
incredible body flexed and tight.
Sissy came like a screaming banshee as she saw from her
vantage point behind the black rapist that the only
muscles moving on him were his powerful perineal muscles
stretching from his asshole to the base of his implanted
prick! His taint was clenching and unclenching
vigorously, bobbling his massive horse-balls up and down
with each throbbing contraction.
Even though Luke was uncharacteristically mute, Sissy
knew that he was pumping Butch's belly full of his
virile, potent black man-seed, spraying her freshly-
churned megashit with his hot fuck-frosting. As she
climaxed uncontrollably, she pictured her ginormous
shit-pile sitting in her brother's stomach like a huge
chocolate birthday cake, with Luke's cock-cream the
icing on the crappy cake and Butch's warm belly the oven
it was going to bake in until his body digested it
all...
Luke's silence was broken by one sharp, loud grunt of
satisfaction as his balls emptied into the shit-packed
captive's gut. He opened his eyes and looked down into
Butch's half-lidded, dazed baby-blue eyes.
"Now we gotta flush the system, whiteboy," Luke jeered,
"make sure this white toilet never clogs up again!"
Butch's eyes fluttered briefly in resigned
acknowledgement of his fate, but that was all he had the
remaining energy to muster. He didn't even flinch as
Luke unleashed a river of hot, dark yellow, rancid piss
down his throat.
"AHHHHHHHhhhhh...." Luke sighed in relief, having held
his piss all night long, "nothin' I love more than a
nice, long mornin' piss!"
Sissy was beside herself with depraved lust, she
couldn't possibly cum any more, but she was in a
constant state of insatiable horniness no matter how
often or how hard she came. She collapsed to the floor
and gave into her animal lust, rubbing her sore, swollen
pussy yet again, watching in rapturous reverence as her
hyper masculine African owner drained his full, bursting
bladder into her humiliated, violated and thoroughly
subjugated white wimp of a brother.
She felt another orgasm build as she watched Butch's
belly bulge and distend as Luke flooded it with his
unending torrent of scalding hot, nasty piss. But what
really put her over the edge and sent her into another
bone-rattling climax was when she noticed Butch's meager
teenage prick was bright red, straining against the cock
cage keeping it from growing... and dribbling cum
involuntarily onto the floor.
When Luke had finished draining his monster lizard into
the engorged toilet boy, he extracted his now-limp
(though still ten-inch long) black meat from the
whiteboi's throat and let him fall slack against the
toilet bowl. Luke looked around in satisfaction at the
family he'd so thoroughly conquered.
Butch was a cocksucking human toilet, Sissy was a
depraved, raving bitch of a nymphomaniac, now passed out
on the bathroom floor from her constant state of orgasm.
Back in the bedroom, Missy had pegged her dad into
submission with her horse cock strap-on and had fallen
asleep on top of him with it still buried in his ass.
And Wendy was crawling to him on her hands and knees to
him to worship his manly, pendulous cock and balls.
Luke picked the mewling white MILF-whore up and threw
her over his shoulder, carrying her away as a loud,
long, grotesque piss-burp belched forth involuntarily
from Butch's bloated belly, unfettered and immodestly
foul.
Sissy successfully lobbied Luke to leave Butch tied or
chained to the toilet whenever he wasn't being fucked so
that everyone could sit on his face and use his mouth as
their personal bidet (and Sissy and Luke could take
nice, long shits down his throat). Butch had no say in
this, and was helpless to do anything about it. One
merciful detail, at least, was that the toilet lid was
padded and soft, so Butch's head had some cushioning
when people were sitting on his face and crapping down
his throat.
To Be Continued!
Scatwoman@aol.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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