1. The Second Place Sister: Ch. 8


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    that spirit might be crushed, but Stephanie wanted it broken. Tonight was a good step in that direction, but Tori had a long way to go before she was utterly destroyed. Stephanie looked forward to the torment, the tears, the humiliation, the suffering she was going to inflict on her sister. And then there was her end of the deal she still had to hold up. The conspirators had delivered her a slut, as promised, but now she was on the hook for money, and a lot of it. She needed to break Tori soon, and put her cunt to work. She slowly eased her sister's sore body out of bed and practically carried her to the shower. *Reuniting with Tim* Tori's locked up pussy throbbed from cumming so much last night. She awoke in clean sheets, feeling more rested than she had in days. Apparently, Stephanie had decided not to wake her up, and not to make her lick her slit this morning. After another awful night she'd suffered at her sister's hands, though, Tori was grateful. Still, it felt strange not to wake up and fill her mouth with cunt cream. Though most of Sunday had been fairly uneventful, the evening had been filled with anal training. Stephanie seemed determined to get her sister's ass ready for Mike's cock. As to when that was supposed to happen, Stephanie hadn't really said. Rather, she'd kept Tori locked in her belt all day and used the big dildo to make her ass cum over and over again. She hauled herself out of bed and wrapped a robe around her naked body, then poked her head out of ...
    her door. The house was very quiet. It was after 9:00 on Monday morning. She crept out into the hall and down to Stephanie's room. The door was open, but the room was empty. She went into the bathroom, relieved herself, cleaned up as best she could with the belt locked on, brushed her teeth, and showered off. When she was finished, she felt almost like a real girl again. She quickly checked her phone, saw another missed call from Tim, but ignored it like all the others. She wasn't sure she was ready for that, yet. The sound of voices and clanking silverware drew her down the stairs, where she found her father at the table with Cindy. The little redhead was naked, as usual, but still wearing her pink collar. Her fiery hair was a mess, tangled, knotted, in disarray. She'd obviously been fucked like mad. Her father was dressed up in a nice shirt and tie. He didn't usually put on a tie unless he was going to some important business function. John was listening to Cindy's tale of teenage woe, leading up to her time in the clinic. He'd heard it in brief from Tori, of course, but it was different to hear it from Cindy. Where Tori had made it sound sad, which it was, everything out of Cindy's mouth made it sound as though it were no big deal. It was just something that had happened. John caught sight of his daughter as she poked her head into the kitchen, and he immediately came to his feet and launched himself toward her, sweeping her up in his big arms, just like he'd done when she ...
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