A story by Lolileah Second Chances Aka Redemption Part 3:
Rachel’s Diary This story is for ADULTS ONLY and should not be read by any
underage readers. It is also a continuation of a previous work and though
written to stand alone, it still isn’t the beginning of the story. 
(Mf, ff, femdom, oral, anal, rape, inc, reluc)

September 11, 2006 abridged

Today started like any regular school day. It most certainly did
not end like one. Today is my 13th birthday. Today, I was cuffed
to my bed, stripped of my clothes and violated repeatedly. It
wasn’t until the man left and returned without his mask that I
found out it was my brother Mickey. I wouldn’t have been so mad
if it weren’t for that stupid mask he wore. I’d waited 8
years for him to have his way with me and he went and did that?
But it’s all fine now as we lay naked in bed together, spooning
as usual, he already sleeping from me having made him work to
ravish my teenage cherry. Green Day’s “Waiting” ended a
while ago, the perfect theme ending to the time I’m playing on
repeat in my mind.

September 16, 2006

Today is my best friend Dakota’s 13th birthday. I’m planning
to host a pool party for my class and she can sleep over. Mickey
said it was okay. Of course, since we’d agreed that if her
brother Adam hadn’t deflowered her by the time she got here
that Mickey would, that didn’t hurt.

1:00 PM

My classmates have started arriving, there’re snacks and drinks
and the pool is a great temperature. Mickey wouldn’t buy us
alcohol—not that we were probably drinkers at 13-14 years of
age--because he said he didn’t want to contribute to the
delinquency of minors. A bit
hypocritical since he’d just had sex with his own underage
sister a few days ago and before the year was out, I intended
that he’d do more depraved things to my classmates than buy us
booze. He already had such a promising start!

1:15 PM

Dakota arrived, fashionably late. What else would one expect from
the birthday girl? She said she couldn’t pick out a swimsuit so
she picked one up on the way. It was a white two-piece with white
triangles that didn’t hide very much of the tits she was
flaunting.

‘He wouldn’t do it,’ she said glumly. ‘He didn’t think
it would be right to take his little sister’s first time. At
least that means he might do me after, right?’

“Let’s hope so, for your sake. I know what it’s like to
love your brother as a lover. I would be devastated if he
rejected me.”

‘Yeah. Last one in is a slutty whore!’ as she took off
running. I
tore off after her, passed her easily and called her a slutty
whore.
Shouldn’t write checks your ass can’t cash. Oh well, I guess
that is one advantage to having smaller breasts.

All the girls were coming up to me in pairs or in groups asking
me what
sex was like the first time. Instead of answering Allison, Amber,
Beth,
Cassie, Dakota, Diana, Ellie, Jackie, Kylie, Kim, Laura, Mika,
Nicole,
Olivia, Rachel #2, Samantha, Victoria and Yasmin individually, I
hauled
myself out of the water and stood on the edge to address my
classmates.

“You’re all wondering if indeed I’m no longer a virgin, a
slut some of you might think, especially since it was my brother
who
ravished my virginity. You can watch the video if you want of
Mickey
raping me. As much as I enjoyed it, and you might not think
that’s
possible, it was rape. Statutory rape. Make no mistake, by that
definition all of you will be raped by my brother. But as soon as
you cum,
it’s no longer legally classed as such. I may not be 18 but
just
because some old farts miles away think we can’t make our own
sexual
decisions and want to punish the older guys we agreed to fuck
(who they
wished were themselves) doesn’t make it as bad as ‘rape’
rape. Just
because Dakota or I or any of you have the hots for a family
member and act
on it, doesn’t mean we’re victims.”

“Many of you have expressed a desire to have my handsome
brother rape
your virgin pussies, back at the school dance. He cuts a dashing
figure,
does he not? I promised you that after me, you could all have a
turn.
Since it’s Dakota’s birthday, she’s next in line. Now, some
ground rules. Since many of you aren’t on any form of birth
control
and Mickey won’t be using a condom, you should be sure that
when you
decide to add a square to our class quilt that you aren’t
ovulating.
After you’ve just had your period is probably best. Better to
avoid
the decision to abort, deliver or adopt entirely if it can be
helped.
Believe me, unprotected sex is better. If you have any specific
requests,
let one of us know. You’re only a virgin once. When you stop
being
one should be special and just how you like it.”

“’But isn’t that wrong?’ you say. “’We learned in
catechism and Bible classes that it’s bad!’ What about Lot
and his daughters? What about Tamar and her brother? They have a
slang term for what Michael and I did. It’s called
‘wincest’ and it’s when two related people have consensual
sex, often quite satisfying sex. It happens in Japan, it happens
in many places but Americans seem to be obsessed by who they and
everyone else are fucking.”

“Now if you’ve ever watched porn, and I know some of you
have, it’s not a very real representation of sex. The reason
guys last so long in porn is because they only show the cock so
they can switch the guys out and you won’t know. Guys don’t
usually last that long. They
usually start with a blowjob to help the guy last a bit longer
since he takes longer to cum the more orgasms he has. You don’t
have to blow my brother if you don’t want to, but if you do,
don’t be a little bitch about swallowing. So his cum doesn’t
taste like candy. So
fucking what! Like your cunts taste like chocolate cheesecake.
Guys don’t like being asked if they want their girl to swallow.
That’s the default. Hold it in your mouth, show it to him, let
him tell you if he wants you to spit it into your hands or
something. Does it hurt on your
first time? Sometimes. Each girl is different. The reason I say
to come when you’re not ovulating, besides not getting knocked
up, is that unprotected sex feels better not only for guys but
for girls too. You might think that all that stuff inside you
will just be gross and icky.
Just leave it in for a while and you won’t think so after a
while.”

“In giving your virginities to my brother, you create a lasting
bond with him. This would be true of any guy who was your first.
You are giving him not only your body but your heart, mind, soul
and will. You become his to do with as he will for life. This may
seem like too much to
give away to one man. My brother is worth it. It will be a
pleasant, lasting memory. Sex will become your crack cocaine.”

“However, the second and final rule is that I’m the lady of
this house. When, if and how many times you lie with my master is
subject to my approval. Don’t count on him being your booty
call, that’s all I’m saying. He’s here to make sure your
first time is as pleasant as he can make it, so you don’t grow
up resentful and loathing sex. Get boyfriends and teach them how
to do the things Mickey does to you. Most guys really aren’t
ever taught how to make a girl cum. He just
has a natural desire and talent at it since he gave me my first
‘Big O’ when I was 5. Would you please welcome the man of the
house, my brother, my lover, Michael!”

Michael walked out to applause which quickly died down as many a
hand covered an open mouth. Under his American flag swim trunks,
there was a very noticeable, prominent bulge. Mickey was as hard
as a rock, proudly pointing toward the pool and the pubescent
pussies he’d posthaste penetrate painfully with his pecker.
Truly, who could blame him? Not only
his teenage sister but all of her 8th grade class in their
swimsuits were soaking up the sun or cooling themselves in the
water. He took up a place standing behind me and I could feel his
swollen cock pressed against my ass. His hand was already
reaching inside my bikini bottoms, masturbating me shamelessly in
front of my gawking friends.

“Master Michael!” I exclaimed, feigning surprise that he
would be so bold. I was pretending to be some maid around the
household and he as my master was being very forward with me. He
was my master. I was his to play with in any way that amused him.
It was a game we liked to play.

‘Take your bikini off,’ said he into my ear. I undid the
strings without hesitation, dropped the bikini top into
Michael’s waiting hand and he bound my hands behind my back
with it. I noticed many a top floating in the pool now as he
untied the bows keeping my bikini bottoms in place. Satisfied
with his work, he lounged in a chair poolside under an umbrella.
Like me, he no longer had his swimsuit to cover his privates. He
motioned me to kneel beside him and I complied.

‘Suck!’ he ordered and I turned dutifully toward him. At
first I took only the sensitive glans into my mouth, caressing
and licking and sucking it until the salty pre-cum covered the
tip. It would make things easier as inevitably I’d have to take
him deeper into my throat. I clenched my left thumb in my left
palm tightly as I’d been told it turned off the gag reflex.
Just in time as I felt the rubbery tip of Mickey’s penis
hitting the back of my mouth, defiling my upper mouth
to the hilt just as he’d done with my lower mouth. His hand had
a firm grip on the back of my head as I bobbed up and down on it
to his ever-quickening pace. My throat was so full of him, so
full, getting fuller. Mickey held my head against him while his
dick swelled in my throat and unleashed his sticky cum. When he
was finished, he let me off and I swallowed it all. I’m a good
girl, I am!

Sounds came back to me now that my airway had been vacated.
Mickey was flaccid now, the girls were breathing again and I was
licking my lips. My brother could never have just one helping of
his little sister so I was sure there would be pie for dessert:
creampie. Just as soon as his stupid penis rose to the occasion.

Master always recovers quickly. He’s one horny fucker. Before I
knew it, I was confronted again with his stiff dick. ‘Fuck!’
and it was less of an exclamation than another order. I dutifully
straddled him on his chair as he guided himself inside me, his
right hand gripping my bound arms so I wouldn’t fall backwards
onto him while his left hand toyed with my clitoris.

“Master!” I cried out as he played with me, I bobbing up and
down on
him obediently. “Master, how is it? Does my pussy feel good on
your
dick?”

‘Of course! You’ve got the tightest little pussy of any of
the maids. I remember the day I forced you up against the wall in
the hallway, tore through your hymen as you cried out ‘Master,
please, don’t do this!’ and I laughed and said you belonged
to me, every bit of you. You were my property to do with as I
wished. Have you learned yet?’

I didn’t answer him and just continued moving up and down, left
and right. The radio always seemed to have the right song playing
when Mickey fucked me. The strains of Miley Cyrus’ “Party in
the USA” were coming out of the speakers under the awning.
‘Movin’ my hips like
yeah!‘ So appropriate as mine made circular motions on my
brother’s dick while I sang along exuberantly. My master
suddenly grabbed them to stop their grinding. I could tell he was
about to cum again, filling my other mouth with hot spunk.

“No! Don’t cum inside me, master! I might get pregnant!
It’s not safe today.”

‘Obviously you haven’t learned. You belong to me. If you get
pregnant, it’s all according to my wishes.’

He pulled on my arms until our bodies were parallel to each
other, my arms squashed painfully between us. Mickey was pounding
my pussy now, jackhammering his way closer to my cervix to give
his semen the best chance to fertilize my eggs. I arched my back
as much out of enjoyment and relieving the stress on my arms as
to make him impregnating me less
probable. Warmth flooded my intimate reaches as I begged him to
pull out.
I even let out some crocodile tears to sell it to my audience. It
all turned me on to no end, not that I wanted them to know.

Mickey lifted me off his dick easily and untied my hands before
setting me on the deck chair beside him. I wouldn’t normally
try and push out Mickey’s hot semen but today I had to show all
the girls some evidence of our forbidden liaison. I looked toward
the pool and looked at the
reactions of my classmates.

Allison-peach one-piece rolled down to her waist, her long brown
hair modestly covered her breasts as it floated on the water
around her. They were close to my A-cups. She seemed a little
embarrassed with her head down near the water.

Amber-pink bikini top around her neck, biggest tits in class, she
was rapt watching what had just transpired. Not only did she have
the biggest tits of us all, she was kind of a bipolar bitch who
went between bossy and whiny. I hated her. I’d have to
recommend to big brother to not take any of her shit. Rape her if
necessary, for real. I just hoped that it hurt when her cherry
popped.

Beth-one of the few blondes in my class, she had a green
one-piece though it was completely off and she was playing with
herself still. Nympho? First exposure to sex? She should be
interesting to watch.

Cassie-purple was her favorite color and it was no surprise that
her swimsuit was the purple one floating around the pool. She
smiled at me encouragingly. She had the sweetest smile I’d ever
seen and I couldn’t wait until Mickey was on top of her making
her smile uncontrollably.
I wanted to see her become a woman the exact opposite way of that
bitch Amber. I wanted Mickey to make love to her, make her moan
like a whore or scream like a banshee just so long as I could see
her smile. Hell, I’d even be tempted to eat her tasty peach for
it.

Dakota-white two-piece as I’ve said before. Hers weren’t as
big as Amber’s but they’d still make good handholds when the
time came. She gave me a thumbs-up sign.

Diana-another blonde with pretty large breasts, her face matched
her red bikini.

Ellie-yellow polka-dot bikini top pushed up around her breasts, I
could see they were about my size but she wasn’t embarrassed by
it. She was too busy swimming around the pool for me to see her
reaction. Maybe that was the point.

Jackie-one of the shortest girls in class, her bust was fairly
large for her dimensions. Her bikini was sea-green and she sat on
the step, arms on the edge comfortable as could be as if she’d
just been watching a movie on her couch at home. She was fully
clothed but maybe that wasn’t saving her any notice as her
nipples pointed toward we two.

Kylie-Kylie was the newest girl in school. Possibly the
prettiest. Her dark hair covered tits that reminded me of
Miki’s. One-piece black number. Her nickname was Leah since
admissions had made a typo and for the first few days Sister Rosa
had called for Kylia. Her dream, she told me,
was to become a lingerie or swimsuit model like Miki. If I turn
out to be bi, I really want her to be the one I discover that
with.

Kim-blue two-piece. Korean girl. At least her family name
wasn’t Kim also. That would be a bitch. She had the smallest
tits in class. I kind of felt bad for her. Glad it wasn’t me,
but still felt bad. I could never read her inscrutable poker
face.

Laura-no idea which suit was hers. She was completely nude. She
wasn’t as large as Diana and definitely not Amber, but they
were shapely and she was probably the second prettiest in the
class. If I didn’t get to have Kylie as my first girl, I’d
want to fuck Laura.

Mika-blonde. Thank god that blondes weren’t the majority.
Brunettes were so much sexier. Who wears a brown swimsuit
voluntarily? I mean, seriously.

Nicole-another little Asian chick, and I mean little all around.
Red swimsuit. Supposedly a lucky color in China. She’s shy and
only peering out through her fingers, which when you think about
it doesn’t do much good at not seeing something. She remained
fully clothed.

Olivia-nothing too remarkable about her. She was more built than
I, but that didn’t take much. She wore a pretty revealing
silver string bikini.

Rachel #2-the only redhead in our class. She was actually pretty
cute, I’ll admit, especially since she was fully nude and I had
no idea which suit was hers. I didn’t remember her arrival. I
bet Mickey let her in. Maybe I’ll ask him later. He’s such a
great host.

Samantha-never fucking shuts up. If she and Amber teamed up, the
whole world would probably kill themselves and they’d be the
only ones left in a morbid game of worlddomination. Then they’d
kill themselves or each other dealing with each other’s shit.
Though I’ve told the girls they don’t have to suck Mickey
off, I want him to throat rape her. Passive-aggressive maybe, me
sitting back passively while he aggressively fucks my
‘enemies’ but nothing would make me hornier than watching her
gag on my brother’s cock. Pity the little bitch would probably
puke. Bright orange she wore. Probably a warning.

Victoria and Yasmin-twins, hair black as jet. They were identical
down to their purple and black bikinis. Victoria wore the black
bottoms and the purple top and her sister Yasmin wore a black top
and purple bottoms. Probably mix and match with each other. I
couldn’t see their reaction
because Yasmin had her sister pressed up against the side of the
pool as they made out. Cersei and Jamie Lannister in Game of
Thrones were twins. Had 3 kids too. I couldn’t fault the two
for being attracted to each other after my talk and they
couldn’t impregnate each other. What was
the harm? Twincest, FTW.

I lay there, taking in the view and some of the girls came up to
see
what a man’s cum looked like as I’d pushed enough out to be
visible and it was dripping lewdly down to my ass. They asked me
if sex
really felt as good as they heard and I told them I knew how sex
felt for
me and it felt amazing and so addictive but the fact I loved my
brother
with all my heart didn’t hurt. I told them not every woman
climaxes
the same. Porn would have you believe that a girl enjoying
herself is
always that noisy. Some girls get quiet or moan when they cum.
Wait until
you have an orgasm and take whatever feels natural. Don’t force
it
especially if you’re only being noisy for his/her sake. Give
some
indication you’re enjoying it though. Should be easy for the
more
vocal sex.

After they’d watched my defloration video -"Mickey said it
wouldn’t be right to watch Rosa’s since she never gave her
permission, everyone but Dakota left. While we now used my
bedroom as a guest room, we weren’t planning on her sleeping
there so I took her things to our
bedroom. It had all the necessary equipment for recording her
lost innocence. The white linen square for the quilt Mickey was
planning was laid out on the nightstand and we were readying the
movie for the night, “Aladdin”. Dakota said it’s the movie
she’d always hoped
Adam, her brother, would violate her inner sanctum to.

It didn’t take long for Mickey to come join our little pajama
party. His sweet, sexy, small-breasted yet spunky sis and her
best friend were waiting in bed for him. Maybe a threesome would
occur. Mickey straddled Dakota as she and I lay on our bellies
watching the movie. He
wasn’t pressing her against the bed with his weight just yet.
He was whispering instructions and sweet nothings in her ear to
relax her as his hands lifted her pajama top to expose her
glorious orbs. She wasn’t wearing a bra; neither of us liked
going to sleep in one. He was nibbling at her ear, cradling her
breasts in his wonderful, warm, gentle hands. I was sort of
jealous of her but said nothing. She was my best friend. Tonight
was her night. I was just lucky to be there for it.

Dakota moaned under Mickey’s caresses like a whore. I mean, I
love her and all but do we really sound like that? I hadn’t
noticed that one of his hands was no longer cradling her sizable
bosom within its clutches. I hadn’t noted that Mickey was
cupping her little cunny in
his hand. He was warming her up, running his fingers softly down
her slit. I know because he’d done it to mine too. Played with
her clit so that by the time Aladdin and Jasmine were singing the
line ‘A whole new world!’ for the first time, she was jerking
spasmodically as she came, soaking his hand and pressing it into
the bed with all her might. A whole new world indeed!

Of course he didn’t stop there. He wouldn’t be a man or my
brother if he didn’t go all the way with her now. He was
pulling her
PJ bottoms down now. I’d seen the curves of her buttocks in the
gym
showers before. It didn’t matter that Mickey was hiding them
from me
as his cock aligned with her hymen. Mickey said mine was perfect
and that’s all that mattered. I watched the two of them on the
glare from the TV screen. Mickey whispered in Dakota’s ear,
probably a last-minute reminder to relax, and Dakota’s
strangled yelp mingled with the ending
lines of ‘A Whole New World’. Another virginity biting the
dust!

How she cried out her brother Adam’s name as she came! Never
have
I been more grateful we don’t live too close to town. She
reached for
my hand and entwined her fingers in mine. I could’ve pulled
away if I
were that kind of girl; like my brother’s, my heart is big
enough to
hold more than one person in it. I didn’t love her as more than
a
friend, but I still loved her. I wanted the best for her. That
was
Mickey. Tomorrow, it might be her brother (it was, we filmed it).
She was
gripping tightly now, probably the same as she was gripping my
brother as
he emptied himself inside her tight cunt before pulling out and
cleaning
her up with her white linen quilting square. Mickey was looking
guilty as
sin but I pressed against him, kissing him and reassuring him
that if I
hadn’t been okay with it, I’d never have told all the girls
they
could get their cherries popped by him.

The rest of the night is a bit of a blur. They went at it several
times
more but she said that even if tonight was her night, it never
could’ve happened without me and so my dear brother found
himself straddled
by two 13-year-old girls, one at either end, who used him and
made every
man’s dream of a threesome a reality. Was a great night for all
of us
and though we might have exhausted our finite energies and
collapsed into a
naked heap on the bed, Dakota’s beaming face was the one I got
to wake
to as she’d fallen asleep in between Mickey and I. I get it
now.
Mickey always says he likes to feel a woman’s tits pressed up
against
his chest. Now I know what it’s like, I definitely think this
door
swings both ways.

October 14, 2006

To give an account of the loss of every girl’s innocence since
Mickey had violated Dakota’s next to me would be quite boring
and you get the gist of it I’m sure. Every girl is different.
Some of them bled more than others. Some cried, some screamed.
Some
begged and pleaded for an easier way as their cherries were more
difficult
to pluck. My sweet Mickey didn’t stop. If they needed to be
‘rape’
raped, that’s what he’d do. I’m glad he’d grown some
balls since I was 5.

A few girls do stand out though. Yasmin and Victoria wanted to
lose
theirs at the same time. Mickey could’ve broken into them with
his
fingers but I said that a dick is the only appropriate way to
deflower a
girl so I took one of the Mickey-shaped strap-ons and tore
through Victoria
‘s membrane as my brother simultaneously ripped through
Yasmin’s.
Then there was Amber and Samantha. I disliked them very much as
I’ve
made clear. I’d instructed my brother to ‘rape’ rape them
when their
time came, to do whatever he wanted with them. I had other plans
for them
brewing in my head. They had to be able to take a dick for them.

6:00 PM

Samantha rang the doorbell right on time. If her menstruation was
as
clockwork as she was, things would be so much simpler. My brother
answered
the door like a gentleman but already his dick was making a bulge
in his
shorts. Samantha noticed it but she was here for this so she said
nothing
as my brother pulled her into the bedroom. No foreplay. She
needed to
learn how to get herself wet on cue. Should serve her well in the
future.
My brother’s pants were now down around his ankles and he was
kicking
them off.

‘Samantha, I’m going to teach you a few things about sex that
most of your classmates were never taught. That’s partly your
fault.
I’m going to have to punish you on my sister’s behalf. You
are
going to have to learn how to get wet on cue, to make things
easier for you
in the future. I’m only going to be the first person to rape
you.
There will be others. Possibly many others. Once a girl has been
molested or raped, there aroften others that follow. Do you
understand this?’

‘Yes Mickey. I understand. You’re going to be my first
rapist/teacher. I am yours to do with as you will. My body
belongs to
you. Please rape…’

Samantha’s words were cut off by my brother’s rod invading
her
mouth, invading her throat. Even my long-suffering brother has a
limit to
how much talking he can take from property.

‘My name is Master. Remember that.‘

She nodded vigorously as my brother started to fuck her to the
hilt like
he would do to her lower mouth soon enough. Not too soon,
hopefully. She
was choking and gagging but she didn’t look like she was going
to
puke, to her credit. Might not take as much training as I’d
thought.
Such a pity! What was being done to her turned me on to no end.
Obviously
Mickey was enjoying it too. He was pounding her throat harder and
faster
and I knew she was going to have hot mayonnaise running down her
gullet
very soon. His hand grabbed her hair and held her nose against
his pubes.
She was crying, her snot running onto his dick as he pulled it
out of her
mouth pussy.

Samantha gasped for air, retching, but nothing came out. My
brother
didn’t give her time to recover. He threw her onto the bed,
pinning
her with his weight as he stripped every stitch of clothing from
her body.
She was wearing a black T-shirt that said ‘Bitch’ in bright
pink
letters, some jeans, some slutty black panties and no bra. I
hadn’t
noted them before but they were about as big as mine. A, B, I
don’t
know. I never wear a bra outside school. Supposed to sag less
over time
and it’s uncomfortable and gets in the way of my brother’s
hands.
Clearly the attention from Mickey, as unpleasant as it may have
been so
far, was turning her on. Maybe it was the temperature change.
They stood
erect, begging my brother to taste them and he was all too happy
to oblige.
Even when he bit them, Samantha only whimpered. Like a dog, her
tail was
already between her legs. She was beaten.

Mickey sat astride her hips, pinning them to our bed. He asked if
she
had any last words before he fucked her. She merely said that she
felt
honored her master saw fit to rape her cherry pie. Really was
getting into
this master thing. Maybe it would make things easier for her. A
girl does
her best to punish her enemies. Maybe it was useless.

Samantha looked expectantly, almost lovingly, up at my brother as
he
raised her hands above her head, intertwined his fingers with
hers and held
them against the bed. Either the anticipation would cause her
pussy to dry
up or get seriously wet. Certainly her position now was a
submissive,
dominated one. Usually turned me on like nobody’s business. His
body
crushed hers against the bed and I knew from experience how hard
her
breasts pressed against his own would be making him. Samantha
kissed him
and said it was alright. ‘Please master, I would be honored if
you raped
my virgin pussy.’ Whore!

So began what would turn into an hour-long ordeal as my brother
tried to
ram through her girlish defenses. Who knew a hymen could be so
difficult
to smash through? I had to admit, it was awesome seeing her go
through so
much pain as every thrust against her membrane elicited another
‘Ouch! ‘
from her lips. After the first half hour, she was sobbing like a
child and
begging Mickey to stop. Even the strongest rocks are worn away by
wind,
water and time and time was something Mickey had in spades. By
the time
the dam burst around 7:30, she was so relieved that it was over
that the
only thing she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and
moan
‘Master’ over and over softly.

Mickey pulled out of her to dab her lost innocence away. She was
so
innocent, blood was all over that square and I admit I came.
Maybe I’m the worst classmate ever and not her. Naw! Mickey lay
on the bed
beside her and told her he needed a second wind, ordered his
little bitch
to straddle him and get herself off. She did as ordered, grasping
his
erection and guiding it inside as she lowered herself onto her
master
before mimicking my movements on Dakota’s birthday. It didn’t
take long before she found a suitable rhythm and the right spots
to hit
inside her tight little cunt. She was shouting ‘Master’ over
and over
now, oblivious to all parties since she was wetting my
brother’s dick
with her orgasms. Samantha let out a small shriek and I knew from
the
almost pained expression on Mickey’s face that he’d just
exploded
inside her.

She bent over and laid her head on her lover’s chest, he
wrapped
his arms around her and whispered words into her ear that I
couldn’t
hear. Mickey pulled a blanket over the two of them and I could
tell by the
way the blanket moved that she was cleaning her blood and cum off
of his
cock and then that they were now sleeping. I could only hope that
he wasn’t being as cozy with her now as he was when he spooned
naked with me
after we made love. Fuck toys are to be fucked, not cuddled.

9:00 PM

There’s a stirring under the blanket as Mickey awakes. Samantha
sleeps soundly as my sweet brother flips her on her stomach and
pulls her
to the edge of the bed with her legs hanging off. He’s still
gloriously naked and growing rock hard as I watch him staring at
my
jailbait classmate’s ass. As he stands behind her, I can almost
hear
the thoughts in his head. Samantha’s going to have one hell of
a rude
awakening. Surprise butt sex, for the win!

9:05 PM

After sizing up Samantha’s ass, Mickey positions himself at the
entrance to her tight shitter and buries himself inside her as
she awakes,
screams and tries to pull away. I know it’s going to take him a
while
since he’s cum twice tonight already. I don’t recall him
using
lube either. She was really in for one hell of an unpleasant
night, I
thought as I came yet again on my fingers.

9:10 PM

Samantha’s stopped screaming because the only people in earshot
aren’t going to stop my brother having his way with her and she
might
as well hear whatever he says to her.

‘Samantha, this is part of your training too. If you can take a
surprise dick in the ass, you can definitely take it when
you’re
prepared. Hell, you might even enjoy it. Rachel does. I’m here
to
prepare you for the future. As you say, I’m your teacher/first
rapist. I’d be remiss in my duties if I didn’t sodomize you
as
well as destroy your cherry. You’re doing a good job. Good
little
slave, so tight. I know it’s rough but just hang in there.
It’ll all be over soon, I promise.‘

‘Yes master,’ said she, wiping her nose on the bed. ‘I’ll
do
my best for you.’

10:00 PM

Samantha’s just lying there in bed now semi-catatonic.
Resisting
my brother would be useless. What my brother wants, he gets. It
would be
a big turn-on for me though to watch her attempt to prevent an
inevitable
rape. Mickey is furiously pounding away at Samantha’s fart box
now
and even after cumming in both her mouth and her pussy, he must
be getting
close. Samantha’s biting the pillow in front of her but not
crying
out. Probably too busy sobbing into the pillow as her ass got
pounded into
the bed.

10:30 PM

It’s over for Samantha now; her master finally came. 1 hour and
25
minutes of anal rape. Holy fuck! He’s whispering in her ear.
Encouragement? Praise? I can’t hear, especially as he’s now
fondling her clitoris to reward her. His weight is still pinning
her to
the bed, forcing her privates against his molestation. She should
remember
just how blessed she is that Mickey was her first. Mickey sucks
hard at
her neck, marking her as having been his for the night. More than
the
little bitch deserves. He rolls onto his back, taking her with
him, dick

no longer joining her ass to him. My turn.

I’ve had enough of my brother having all the fun as I march
into
the room. He sees the look on my face and understands my feelings
as he
holds Samantha’s hands and prevents her from moving as I
straddle her
upturned face.

‘You know what to do, don’tcha you little whore? Gotta teach
you
how to please both sexes because you never know. Lick, bitch!’

Samantha’s tentative, shy tongue inside me turned me on so much
that I was soon grinding against her face and pulling her mouth
and tongue
deeper and harder against mine. There were many times I’d
wished I
had a dick so I could bury it in this girl’s throat, feel her
breath
hot against my shaven pubes. It might not have been quite the
same, but
forcing my classmate to learn how to eat pussy wasn’t such a
terrible
thing for me to endure.

11:00 PM

I’m done using that bitch’s face to get me off. I get off of
her and see that her face is shiny and wet with girl cum. Mickey
releases
her hands and gives me the two thumbs-up sign. I leave my own
hickey on
her neck and we head toward the shower to get cleaned up. She’s
become accepting of the situation as she realizes she’ll be the
filling in a brother-sister sandwich for the remainder of the
night.

11:30 PM-9:00 AM the next morning

Sleep. Boring. At least we’ll all be rested for sending this
little slut back to her parents with more knowledge of pleasing
men and
women than she came here with, more experience pleasing a master
and
mistress. She was ready for the next step in her life. Probably.

October 31

The girls of my class came in groups and pairs trick-or-treating.
Amber
came alone. Her mistake. We’d just shut off the lights to
signal
that we were out of candy but she still rang the doorbell dressed
up as
Little Red Riding Hood. It was a pretty slutty costume and very
revealing,
much like those Sexy Whatever costumes. That she was wearing a
costume
from a fairy tale meant to warn of rapists and pedophiles when
she was
about to be raped herself was delicious irony.

My brother reached out of the darkness, pulling his treat inside.
He
was going to get some candy from this little girl tonight and
nobody would
hear her if she screamed more. Her mom had to have driven her
here, as far
out as we lived, but one quick phone call about a surprise
sleepover and
her mother’s headlights were soon fading into the distance.
Help
wouldn’t come now.

“Amber, stop screaming! It’s fucking annoying!” I said with
a
nasty slap to the face. “You’re all by yourself, your mom
left you
with us. Deal with it. If you can open your stupid mouth, we’ll
get
started with your training.”

She didn’t of course. I hadn’t expected she would. Samantha
had turned out to be a sub. She sort of enjoyed Mickey having his
way with
her as her master. Amber intended to put up more of a fight.
Should make
things more interesting.

Mickey reached out and pinched her nose closed. When she opened
her
mouth to breathe, he filled it with dick. She must have tried to
bite him
because he twisted her left nipple savagely until she stopped and
let him
violate her throat until his climax. When he’d pulled out of
her
choking, gasping maw, she puked up his cum into her hands. There
was so
much! Mickey must have been saving up like I told him to.

“Eat it! This is what big tit cows like yourself eat. This is
all
you’ll be eating tonight and it’s packed with nutrition you
need.
Eat up!”

She raised her hands to her mouth, licking my brother’s slime
off
her fingers and drying them on her costume. Mickey tore at her
costume and
her breasts sprang out. No bra. Tramp!

“You might think that resistance will help you, that you can
escape,
but there are two of us and one of you. I promised Mickey would
rape all
of you. Looks like he’ll be actually raping you. But once
he’s
made you cum, you no longer have a case. Trust me, he’s in law
school.“

Amber glanced toward the front door, willing help to arrive that
never
would as Mickey dragged her into the bedroom. At least she was no
longer
screaming.

My brother shelled her like a pistachio, her clothes forming a
small
mound at the foot of our bed. Breasts: obviously large. Pussy:
shaven. I
hated her for her tits and because she was a bitch but I had to
admit, she
wasn’t all that bad on the eyes when it came down to it. That
blush
in her cheeks as she was exposed to our depraved desires was
priceless. My
brother let go of her as he went for the tube of lubricant. She
would’ve escaped, maybe, but for my fist sinking into her solar
plexus,
knocking the wind out of her and leaving her gasping like a fish
out of
water. Mickey used the opportunity to throw her pathetic,
helpless body
onto the bed and secured her wrists into the same handcuffs used
when he
raped me.

When she’d caught her breath I began talking. “You’ve tried
to resist. You’ve tried to escape. I think you should realize
your
situation now. It’s useless. You’re not leaving this house a
virgin, end of story. He will make sure of that. It’s going to
be a
long, fun night, mostly for us. Strap in!” I laughed at my own
play on
words and Mickey French kissed me.

10:00 PM

I don’t know if Samantha and Amber just had the toughest
cherries
to pop in the world or if Mickey just liked to hurt them by
banging up
against that membrane but he’d been going at it for a while
with
Amber. Wait! That primal scream of anguish. Yes, it looks like
she’s
not that innocent. Not anymore. But it doesn’t stop there, oh
no.
Mickey is slamming into her so hard, she’s moving up the bed
and is
soon banging her head against the headboard, poor girl. Or not.
With my
brother, I’m a sub but it turns me on to no end when other
girls are
submitting to his demands. I cannot wait to enjoy her too. My
treat.

10:30 PM

I know it was his second time, but man it took him a while to
fill Amber
with potent semen! I bet she didn’t make the job easier for him
like
Samantha had. Her future was not going to be an easy one, that
much was
certain. Well, certain to me. I had brokered a pretty lucrative
deal with
a Saudi businessman, Faisal, for Amber and Samantha. They would
bear him
children until he got tired of them or he no longer desired them.
They
would disappear at our eighth grade graduation and money would be
wired
into my account. Unlike many of his Arab brothers, Faisal valued
obedience
rather than virginity in his concubines. Amber had better learn
her place
fast. By the end of the night if she knew what was good for her.

11:00 PM

Mickey is lying beneath Amber now. I know he’s enjoying still
being joined to her. Enjoying the feel of her tits against his
chest and I
can’t really blame him for that. He’s just a guy. Amber is
kissing him, wanting to get his approval and Mickey plays with
her clit as
he gets harder inside her again. I don’t know if he’s told
her
what the future holds for her but he’s doing her no favors
withholding
that information. It’s my turn to have some fun with Amber now.
Enough of this waiting shit.

Mickey smiles around her as he sees what I have in mind. I’m
strapping on a dildo, fashioned after Mickey’s member like
everything
else around here. Average length, average thickness. No problem
except he
always made sure there was sufficient lubrication when he made
love to me
anally. Amber isn’t going to be so lucky. Ooh, I’m getting
wet
just remembering and typing this!

My brother had unshackled her from the bed when he’d gotten
beneath
her. Maybe he viewed it as a favor. Whatever. When I winked at
him, he
took hold of her thin wrists and held them tight as I positioned
the head
of the dildo at her sphincter. She knew right away what I was
about to do
and even though she had nowhere to run if she managed to escape,
she still
tried valiantly to do so regardless. With one shove I buried the
length of
the dildo into her virgin ass. Amber screamed and arched her back
though
much of that response might have been that she was going through
climax at
the tips of my brother’s nimble fingers.

“Amber, my brother may have already told you this but you have
a
future in the sex trade mapped out for you. Really, we’re doing
you a
huge favor by raping you because you’re going to be raped a
lot. You
might as well find out how to, if not enjoy, put up with it.
Samantha also
but she proved to be a quick learner. Much faster than you are
proving to
be. You might want to work on that,” I slammed into Amber’s
ass
while I said these words. She had stopped her futile screaming
and was
sobbing onto the chest of the other person impaling her. I knew I
was
hurting her and I knew each stroke moved her up Mickey’s cock
only to
settle back. Could it be some of that movement was her own, that
she was
trying to use Mickey to get off and take her mind off of my anal
rape?
Maybe monkeys and big-breasted cows can learn.

I’ll admit I wanted to hold her breasts in my hands. I like
girls
and their parts at least as much as my brother did. To that end,
I bent
over Amber and cradled her large breasts in my hands as I
continued my
thrusting. They were soft like putty in my hands. Soft and warm
and large
and they would only get larger to feed Faisal’s children. Mmm,
that
was sort of a turn-on.

“Amber,” I whispered in her ear, “you seem to be resisting
more
than you should still. We’re going to have to take the weekend
to
train you. If you’re a good girl and you learn your lessons
well,
when Faisal is done with you, I may allow my brother to knock you
and
Samantha up on one condition. You will live in the servant’s
quarters
we will build as will your children for you will serve the master
and
mistress of the house. As a servant, your body belongs to us. I
will
allow you to get impregnated by my brother just the once but when
you wean
the baby, I want you to keep lactating so my brother and I can
suck your
tits when we fuck you. Do you understand?”

She nodded and she really did do her best the rest of the
weekend. She
even seemed to get pretty turned on when my brother rubbed off
between
those mounds of hers and sprayed her face and breasts with hot
sperm. I
admit, though she was only a fuck toy, I was kind of sad to see
her leave
us. Who knows if we’ll see her again.

November 21

It’s the last day before Thanksgiving break. Only one girl in
the
class remains a sweet, innocent thing: Kylie. She’s still the
prettiest girl in class in my opinion and I love my brother with
all my
heart but he’s not going to get to deflower her. She’s all
mine.

She’s told me that her stepfather and his black friend rape her
mother almost nightly and that there had been talk she’d
overheard
while she was hiding in her room that the only reason he married
her mother
was so he could rape Leah and it sounded like he thought it was
getting to
be high time.

“Leah, walk with me a bit while we wait for our rides.”

She fell into step with me, our uniform skirts ruffling in the
autumn
breeze outside as I walked her behind the school building.

‘Where are we going? Shouldn’t we wait where we can be
seen?’

“I don’t think you’re going to want that, beautiful.” I
had her back to the wall, my heart was pounding against my rib
cage. Was
it like this when boys liked girls too? I wiped my sweaty hands
on my
uniform, put them on either side of Leah and kissed her. Her lips
tasted
like piña colada and silly as it might seem, I knew I was in
love.

Fortunately, Leah was pretty open-minded about the whole
situation. By
open-minded I mean that she kissed me back. Kissed me the way
Mickey
kissed me, in fact. I tried to remember how he kissed me that
made me feel
not like his little sister but like his woman. She was definitely
kissing
me back in that way. Yes!

It must not have been that terrible of a job as our tongues were
soon
exploring each other’s mouths and my hands were under her bra,
caressing her nipples until they stood up and she was moaning
into my
mouth. Now what would Mickey do in this situation? He would
definitely go
for oral. He loved going down on me. He said when he could look
up and
see my face and know he was doing a good job, it was the best
feeling in
the world, even better than any sort of sex I gave him.

I broke the kiss with Leah to her protests but I just put a
finger
against her lips, hooked my fingers into her panties and pulled
them down.
Tapping her legs, she obediently stepped out of them. I stood and
pressed
my lips to hers briefly, told her she was the sexiest girl in
class and
that I was glad that she was getting along so well with me. I
asked her to
bear with me as I’d never given a girl oral before and then
stuffed
her underwear into her mouth just in case.

I knelt before this goddess among eighth graders and lifted her
skirt.
She was shaved down there and she smelled of cherry and almond
soap. Soap
and womanly arousal. Maybe this was a first for her as well. Her
outer
lips were still somewhat fatty as mine used to be when I was
younger. I
gave her a soft kiss to start out with.

  Leah tried to talk or do something around her panty gag. I took
that as
a good sign and continued, my hot breath washing over her
privates and my
tongue exploring her womanly folds. What had my brother said
about eating
a girl out when he’d explained what it was like to me? He said
he
wrote the alphabet once but that was not very meaningful. Wait!
He said
that with oral, it was like making love to a girl but only with
your tongue
and that he would spell out how much he loved me across my clit,
down the
cleft, around my labia. Yes, that was it.

Horizontal stroke of the tongue across her lower labia, followed
by a
vertical one up her juicy cleft and another horizontal one across
her
clitoris. She quivered.

Starting to the right of her slit, I licked upwards just to the
right of
her clit, back down diagonally, back up to the left of the clit
and then
back down to the left of her pussy.

Next, the very first 3 strokes again.

Starting at the right, I kissed upwards vertically then
horizontally
across her clitoris, then repeat.

Right of clit, down, diagonal up to clit, diagonal down, back up
to
left.

Right of clitoris again, diagonal down, diagonal up and kisses
across
her horny slit.

R, how do I do an R? Right of the clitoris, down, circle around,
diagonal up to left of clit? Yes. Repeat.

Start at the right of the bottom of the slit, lick diagonally
upwards
and to the left, into the middle and then diagonally down to the
left.
Lick from the base of the ‘V’ upwards to her little nub.
Repeat.

Kiss in a circle starting at the bottom and go all the way around
her
private area.

Right of the slit again, kiss upwards, go across and suckle that
sensitive bead and then it’s back down as Leah buries my face
in her
crotch and cums all over my face. She sinks to the ground, chest
heaving.
I don’t think she knows what I was spelling across her vagina
and it
was an unfinished work but the most important words were there: I
will
marry you. Maybe I was trying to predict the future. Maybe I was
jumping
the gun but you do crazy things in love and I meant it.

Leah spat her panties out and kissed me, oblivious to the fact
that I
had just been in her most private area not 30 seconds before.

‘Thank you! Is it always that good?’

“Sure, if your partner knows how to do it right. I learned from
my
brother who learned from our Aunt Miki but he was actually pretty
good
naturally. Remember I told you he gave me my first orgasm when I
was 5?
Well, there wasn’t just one and they were all oral. Do you want
to
come home with me tonight? Forever? I’m sure my brother won’t
mind and I’m sure in time you’ll learn to like him too. I’m
probably being hasty asking you to move in but I honestly can’t
stomach the thought of your first time being with your asshole
stepdad.”

‘Yes, though I should get my things, tell mom goodbye.’

“No, this is you running away. Not giving that bastard one last
chance to rape you. We can buy new clothes. Let’s go shopping
together. I know lots of cute outfits for you. You can write a
letter to
your mom. Please, don’t go back!”

‘Okay. No going back,’ she said hugging me tightly. ‘Oh
yeah,
that first bit when I was trying to get your attention around the
gag, I
was trying to alert you that Sister Rosa was passing by.’

“Oh?” said I with a giggle.

‘What’s so funny? We could have gotten in big trouble!’

“If it were another sister, sure. Sister Rosa’s okay. She‘s
fully aware my brother’s fucking the class. She doesn’t mind,
at least she’s never given any sign of it and she’s over at
our house at least once a month.”

‘Oh dear!’

“Relax, she’s over there for the same reasons our classmates
visit my brother: sex. She was still a virgin when she met my
brother,
just like our classmates. I’ve got the video. Let’s just say
she’s tipped rather closer to whore since then.”

My cell phone rang. Mickey was here to pick us up. He was in no
way
astounded that we were having a long-term guest. I’d explain it
to
him later. We walked down to the parking lot, I opened the door
for my
girlfriend/lover (I hoped that’s what we were now), winked at
my
brother from the backseat and the night began.

To his credit, the news that he was getting a new little sister
didn’t phase my brother in the least. I used the words little
sister
specifically to let him know she wasn’t going to be leaving us.
You
don’t stop being related to somebody. Also it meant that he
could
have sex with her. That’s what brothers and sisters did in our
household. Just not tonight. He’d stolen/been offered every one
of
my classmates’ hymens and even the teacher’s. He wasn’t
going to get Leah’s. I wanted that honor. He would just have to
sleep in my unused room tonight.

I took Kylie’s hand and half-pulled her to the bedroom. I knew
my
brother could watch us on camera and that was just fine by me.
She was a
cutie and I wanted him to see what he was missing out on tonight.

“Welcome to your new home, sister! I hope you’ll enjoy your
stay
here with us. As you already know, I sleep with my brother in
this bed and
I mean that in every sense of the phrase. I know you will too;
it’s
just what we do in this house. Maybe you are only lesbian, maybe
you
‘re bi like me and the other girls in the family or maybe
you’re
just not sure yet. Maybe I’m biased but I feel sure that even
if you
‘re only lesbian, my brother will make you bi. He’s very
sweet
and loving. But not tonight. Tonight you’re mine. He’s
defiled
all the girls in our class but I want you all for myself, selfish
me.”

‘I probably like boys too. I know I won’t mind having sex
with
Mickey. He’s pretty good-looking. Not wanting my stepdad to
rape me
doesn’t mean I hate men. Just that man. Did you know that was
my
first kiss back there. You got my first kiss.’

I beamed at her. “I want to be your first…”

‘…sex?’ she interjected.

“Yes. Everything. I want to be the first to make love to you.
Be
the first penis inside you. Technically it’s shaped like Mickey
but
you know what I mean. I want to make you a woman.”

She smiled at those words. ‘Yes, I would like that very much. I
like
you and not just because of what we did earlier though that
didn’t
hurt. You’re funny and smart and you have a great ass. There, I
said
it. I’m just being honest. I was going to say it eventually in
all
the time we’ll be spending together.’

“It’s fine. It’s my sexiest feature, Mickey says. That’s
why we both like doggy-style so much. Well, we both have
different reasons but let’s leave it at that.” With that
said, I stripped off
my clothes and hers and pressed her against the bed.

We made out for who knows how long. I’ll be honest, I was so
into
kissing every bit of Leah I could see that it took her hooking
her fingers
into my wet pussy and frigging me to orgasm to break the spell
she had me
under.

“Ooh, you’re a naughty one! I am so going to enjoy fucking
you!”

‘Can I lick you like you licked me?’

“Silly Leah,” I said, ‘you never have to ask. If you ask,
that
takes out some of the fun. Like when I wake up and Mickey is
hard, I don’t ask him if he wants me to suck him off. He always
does. I just do it. But not tonight, love, tonight is about
pleasing you.”

She nodded soberly. ‘Okay, Rachel. Some other day.’

I got off of her then, hunting for the white strap-on that would
contrast the best with the innocent blood I was about to spill.
Leah
looked a little frightened of ‘Mickey’s cock’ and I got to
enjoy
seeing it, knowing that everything that was going to happen to
her would be
as a direct result of my actions. She looked into my eyes
expectantly as I
positioned the penis against her flesh. ‘It’s fine. Be gentle
please though. It’s my first time.’

Inch by inch I impaled her; not once did she make a peep. I bent
over
and kissed her, enjoying the feel of her breasts, her nipples
against my
own. I knew what Mickey was missing, controlling those cameras.
The
skinship, the warmth, the closeness. Mingled with the taste of
her piña
colada lip balm, I tasted the metallic flavor of blood.

“I’m sorry,” I said lamely. “I know I hurt you. I’ll
make it up to you I swear.” I pulled out of her, the crimson of
her blood striping the white dildo and making it look like a
candy cane. If I was more of a bitch, I might force her to suck
it off. Instead, I cleaned it off with the square set aside for
her, wrote the date and sank into Leah’s warmth again.

‘It’s water under the bridge,’ said she with a small
sniffle. ‘Yeah, it hurt but I expected that. At least it
wasn’t as bad as Samantha or Amber’s cherries were, right?
Besides, you couldn’t
help it.’

No, she was right. I couldn’t have her cherry and eat it too or
whatever that stupid adage is. I took up a calm, gentle rhythm as
I moved
in and out of her wet gash. At least she was looking a little
more alive
now as she kissed me more and more passionately and moaned
steadily around
our entwined tongues.

When she pulled away, I thought I did something wrong and I asked
her,
stopping my thrusting.

‘No, please don’t stop, Rachel! I’m almost there.’ I
know she was squeezing down hard, wanting as much of me as I
would give
her.

‘Oh, God, I’m cumming!’ she exclaimed, crossing herself
religiously.

“Fa-sto orugazumu- getto da ze!” I said, reverting to a
perverted
Japanese guy.

  ‘There’s more?’

“Duh, silly. You’re mine all night. Do you really think I
would
stop after only one? Your O-face is so cute!” I wished briefly
that the
strap-on was actually my own dick, a dick that got milked and
squeezed and
jizzed on when she came. I guess I like being the sub when Mickey
fucks me
but I like being the man in a lesbian relationship. I’ve really
never
had much in the way of female leaders in my life. I turned out
all right
though.

To give an account of every one of her ‘comings’ that night
would
take more space than I would care for. I’m sure the readers can
imagine what two nude 13-year-old girls rubbing off against each
other or
discovering the present our brother had left for us was used for.
Psst, it
was a double-ended dildo. When we fell asleep in each other’s
arms at
around daybreak and woke with both of us in Mickey’s loving
arms,
despite the pain I had caused her, it was all worth it. I knew
that
Mickey, soft-hearted as he is, probably had to squash down guilt
every time
he’d raped one of my classmates for the first time. I’d had
to
learn how to do that with Kylie.

When I had assembled all the squares from the girls Mickey fucked
in my
class and added Leah’s we had them all bound together in a
quilt for
our bedroom wall. I called up all the girls and Sister Rosa and
invited
them to our house for a picture. It might be the last time we
assembled as
a class, possibly ever. After they had all stripped naked, Mickey
arranged
each of us to match the place our quilt squares were, giving each
of us a
kiss and a copy of the tape of our defloration. That class
picture hangs
on the wall now beside the quilt as a legend of sorts. A glimpse
back at
what we looked like back then. It’s a constant reminder of my
eighth
grade class, of my classmates, of Sister Rosa. Time only moves in
one
direction and this concludes my 13th year of life. I look forward
to the
next chapter.