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He's in charge

Date: 10/26/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, First Time, Incest, Non-consensual sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: Depressed_and_confused, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

This is my first story. Hope you enjoy. Any feedback is welcome. I heard the click of the safety being taken off. The gun was pressed firmly against my temple. I heard the words, "Stand up and follow me and be quiet." It was 6 in the morning and all of the lights were off. I figured all of my cousins were sleeping in their spots in the room. As I walked by them, I wished that one of them would wake up and stop him but none of them did, and I didn't dare make a sound. He opened the front door slowly and threw me outside. I was only in a pair of thin shorts and a tank top, so I froze in the frosty fall air. I turned around to watch him as he joined me outside, closing the door behind him almost silently. I wanted to run, but I was stuck in my spot frozen by fear. "Do me a favor." I didn't say anything. "Open my truck door for me. I have a little surprise in there for you." My eyes automatically grew larger as my blood ran cold. What sort of surprise could he have in his truck? Did he expect me to get in so then he could kidnap me? I just stood in front of him and started at him. "Now." His voice gave off the chill of a killer's, so I stumbled backwards down the ramp to his old beat up truck. I looked at the truck and mentally kicked myself for not knowing that there was something wrong with him. The old ford with multiple different colored doors and rust covering almost every inch had warning written all over it. I opened the door slowly, hoping a bear would jump out and start ... eating my face, but what I found was so much worse. I found my cousin Dustin tied up on the floor. My hand automatically flew to my mouth to stifle a scream. I felt the gun being aimed at my head from the porch. Dustin's eyes were closed, but he was still breathing. They were quick, raspy breaths. I could tell that John had not gone easy on him. His left eye was purple the whole way around it, he was missing his front tooth, and he had blood coming from a cut on his eyebrow. His arms and legs were tied in an awkward fashion that was no doubt hurting him, but John obviously didn't care. I couldn't fight the tears. I sobbed uncontrollably as I reached out for him. "Dustin!" I felt the gun on my temple again. "Quiet down, Bitch." Dustin groaned in agony and opened his eyes. I watched as the weak look on his face turned into one with such hatred and disgust when he caught sight of John standing with the gun pointed at me. "Now, now you shouldn't be making faces at the guy holding the gun. I could end this pretty little girl's life with one flinch of my finger." Dustin's eyes showed nothing except suffering and guilt. "Everything's gonna be okay." I tried to comfort him, but he could tell that I didn't even believe the words myself. "Get out of my fucking way." He shoved me so hard that I fell and landed face first in the driveway. John yanked Dustin out of the truck as I brushed the rocks and dirt off of my face. I felt small, wet patches on my forehead where the rocks must have ...