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Sex Slave Sisters: Part Three
A story of pure fantasy for Adults Only
Bearing no relationship to the living
Or the dead
By Taskmaster11
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
Having released
the naked Marianne from the Bondage Cross under the fearful and watchful gaze
of her sisters, I clipped the leather wrist cuffs together behind her back, replaced
the Gag and then to her surprise, making her step into the heels she had worn
when arriving at my place.
Not stopping
there I secured a thick black padded leather collar around Marianne’s neck
before finally clipping a steel chain lead to the collar.
With obvious curses from the gagged Janice and
sobs from Debbie I told them I would be back for them soon before tugging on
the lead and pulling a bemused Marianne out of the door and then down the
stairs.
If she had
already had enough surprises for one day the sight greeting Marianne after I
had I led her down the stairs and into my own Bedroom probably topped the lot
as she stood just inside the doorway.
Stunned and shocked at the sight facing her,
the bound and naked Marianne tried to move away, to hide herself, hide her nakedness,
hide her humiliation, but with me now standing behind her with my hands firmly
upon her shoulders Marianne could only face my two sons, her nephews, in
mounting mortified shame.
Whenever I had
the chance to see Lee and Rod together they had always
Bemoaned the
life their Aunts had forced upon them.
So much so that
it had been easy for me to hatch a plan where we would all gain revenge upon
the Aunts, after all, I had reasoned with the boys, If these bitches could decide
when they were ready to receive their legacy then surely the boys were entitled
to decide their Aunts future also!.
At eighteen and
nineteen respectively both boys were sexually active and more than happy to go
along with my idea of introducing them to the delights of domination, but I
wasn’t surprised to hear them tell me how good Marianne at least had been to
them and didn’t really want to hurt her, well not too much anyway.
So, without
telling them too much of what I already knew about their favourite Aunt I
managed to persuade the boys that Marianne could also be their favourite ‘Toy’
that they could play with her without the need to hurt her too much after I trained
her in obedience toward them, so both boys went for this idea big time.
So far that morning
both of my boys had been watching the events in the attic room through the TV
monitor I had set up in my room, viewing it all via the Video Camera up in the
attic.
So they had
already watched me taking their Aunt after observing her earlier punishment and
looking down at the seated boys right then, It was easy to see they both had
pretty bulging crotches bought about by their first close up look at their
Bound and gagged naked Aunt, statuesque in her high heels, Marianne, I noted,
seemed to looking just where I had, such was the now scarlet colour of her face
as she stood their in my grip, shaking her head and mumbling into the gag.
Reasoning my
boys would be at least a little nervous I stood beside Marianne, telling her.
‘You are going
to be a good girl for my boys, just like we agreed, you got that Marianne?’
Shaking her head
and mumbling into her Gag the boy’s naked aunt turned her pleading eyes toward
mine.
‘I guess you’d
rather go back upstairs then for another whipping and maybe have these on your
tits for a while’
Before she
realised what I was doing I had snapped the clover clamp onto her nipple and
Marianne screamed into her gag, so then I asked her again.
‘Now, you gonna be
a good girl for Lee and Rod’ and this time Marianne was soon nodding furiously.
So telling Marianne to spread her legs and I
would then remove the nipple clamp, I told the boys to take their time and play
with their Aunt all they wished, after all things were different now, she was
their Toy.
After an initial
hesitation Marianne had parted her legs far enough to give us all a view of her
recently shortened thatch of dark blonde Cunt hair, so, with one arm around her
shoulders to keep her still, I placed two fingers of my free hand between her
Cunt lips and finding the button there I began slowly hand frigging her whilst
slowly and to her huge relief removing the Clover Nipple clamp
‘This is what
your Aunt really likes’ I told the boys as they watched their Aunt shuddering
to my probing fingers.
‘Look at those
nipples boys, look at how big they’ve grown’ I continued whilst still draping
my arm over Marianne’s shoulder so my fingers could reach down and toy with her
nipples.
And it was true, Marianne certainly was getting off on the humiliation, for
despite this latest and most horrifying of embarrassing situations my sister in
law was again responding to degradation and domination, a fact not lost upon
Lee who then told his Aunt she must not look at the floor as she but at him and
Rod.
Perhaps that
fresh humiliation drove her over the edge and as she did so I could feel
Marianne’s rush of juices and quickening of breath, but she would not be
allowed to come yet and her sense of disappointment was very obvious when I
withdrew my fingers.
At that moment Rod, always the quieter of my
two boys, rose from his seat and stepped across the room and standing in front
of his Aunt, weighed her firm Breasts in the palm of his hands whilst, shocked
to the core that her nephew had not only seen had naked body but was now
actually caressing her Breasts, Marianne, trembled and protested into her Gag.
But, when Rod’s thumbs began toying with her
nipples, Marianne’s protests vanished as her craving for sexual fulfilment once
again won out.
Look at me
Auntie!’ demanded Rod and as after a moment or two she did just that, continued
‘Jeez, you really are beautiful Aunt Marianne’ whilst constantly caressing her
Breasts and Nipples.
Rod was
slipping one hand down toward Marianne’s shorn thatch when suddenly, like two
huge saucers, her eyes flew wide open as if a bolt of lightening had hit her.
Marianne emitted a long low moaning sound as
two or three of my boy’s fingers entered her to begin a long slow sawing motion
in and out of his Aunts already soaking love box.
Very soon Marianne was unable to prevent
herself form accepting the inevitable and was back where I had left her, on the
very edge of orgasm.
I had to admire the maturity Rod was
displaying, for at the very moment his Aunt was about to cum he withdrew his
fingers, once again denying a frustrated Marianne who incredibly, was proving
to have an insatiable appetitive for submissive humiliation, the boys Aunt was turning
out to be all and more than her husband had claimed after I had plied him with
enough booze during our infrequent drinking sessions.
Looking down at
the TV monitor I watched Marianne’s
sisters continuing the futile struggle to free themselves and thought it about
time I made my back upstairs but then I was of aware Rod’s elder brother Lee
rising from his seat to make his way across the room to stand behind his Aunt
Marianne.
Lee had become a
pretty hard young man over the last couple of years, but This I had put down to
the treatment his Aunts had dished out to him and although Rod had confided to
me a soft spot, indeed, a bit of a crush on his Aunt Marianne, Lee held no such
views and I looked on in interest as, firstly obviously fiddling with his
Zipper, Lee’s hands then encircled Marianne’s Breasts, his young fingers
gripping and pulling his Aunts nipples until she threw back her head in surprised
anguish, pain and I think, no little desire and with both of the boys now
involved with the taming of their Aunt Marianne, I realised what I had first
taken to be anxiety on the part of my boys must have been nervous anticipation.
‘This is what
the bitch likes Rod, aint that true Auntie?’ demanded Lee of his Aunt, leaving
Marianne in an impossible situation, agree and she was lost, deny Lee and face
the probability of more pain.
So when Lee told
Marianne, ‘I aint gonna ask you again Auntie’ Marianne took the easy option and
nodded her head in agreement, whereupon Lee removed his hands from his Aunts
Breasts, unclipped Marianne’s wrist cuffs and then moving her wrists in front
of her, clipped them together once more,
this achieved without protests or rebellion from Marianne.
Indeed she made
no protest either when Lee ordered his aunt to place her hands upon her head,
just like they did in the Bondage Magazines I had shown the boys.
I had to admit Marianne looked great with her
Rounded Breasts pulled high and tight by her raised arms and Rod, temporarily
left out of the action whistled in obvious appreciation.
‘She still wet
Bro?’ asked Lee of his brother Rod who quickly got the message and his fingers
delved again into his unresisting Aunts love box.
‘She sure is
Lee, Auntie Marianne’s Cunt is sopping wet!’ replied Rod shortly, and, such was
her demeanour, her harsh short gasps of breath and the glazed look in her eyes,
it seemed to me Marianne was more than enjoying the humiliations her two young relations were heaping upon
her.
‘Great, now play
with her tits again Bro’ replied Lee and, If Rod, needing no further prompting
to again weigh and play with his Aunts Breasts, wondered as I did, what Lee had
in mind, the answer came immediately when, after grabbing her by the hips. his
Aunts eyes almost flew out of their sockets as Lee, just as I had, took
Marianne from behind, only he was pushing her forward a little, gradually
bending her over to make his entrance easier.
In this position Marianne’s tits became delightful
pendulums in Rod’s roving squeezing hands whilst amazingly his naked Aunt
obediently kept her hands upon her head.
This was astonishing,
what I thought would be the boys toying a little with their Aunt had quickly
turned into something else and Lee was even smiling at me as he began slowly
pumping the stunned but compliant Marianne back and forth.
Maybe the lads had
planned this while I was fucking my sister in law upstairs who knows?, but bent
over by Lee as she now was and with him pummelling Marianne’s Cunt her only
means of support was Rod holding and kneading her pendulous tits while
simultaneously very gradually easing all three of them backward until Rod had lowered
himself to a seating position upon a chest of drawers.
There, to my admiration Rod pulled the ball
gag away from Marianne’s lips then pulled her head down onto a very erect very
large cock he produced from within his pants.
I wished I could
see her eyes, but bent over as she was Marianne’s expression was hidden from me.
But the fact she kept her leather cuffed hands
clamped upon the back of her head in obedient compliance to Lee spoke volumes
about the boys Aunt, and that Marianne was in sexual ecstasy became beyond
doubt as her head began bobbing up and down over my boys cock as Lee continued
to pump his own cock in long rhythmical strokes in and out of his Aunts Cunt.
Indeed by now it was not only Lee doing all
the work, for there was no doubt that his Auntie was pushing herself back upon
Lee’s cock with each forward stroke he made.
Such was the frenzy of this sexual activity it
occurred to me that perhaps Marianne, her body heaving, her head bobbing up and
down, was at that moment playing out for real her ultimate sexual fantasy and
seemingly as indifferent to the morality of the situation as me, an attitude
that would prove to be very useful to me in future
All of which
became too much for me for my own cock was now rock hard in my pants and there
was no way I would join this scenario so my eyes turned again toward the TV
Monitor and the two sisters, still struggling to free themselves completely
unaware of the action in the room below them.
So I decided now
was the time to leave my boys to their new Toy and made my way back upstairs.
That Marianne’s sisters would share her fate
was beyond doubt, but I knew there was no way either Debbie or Janice would
prove to be as accommodating as
Marianne, but instant compliance was the last thing I wanted.
Before they
accepted the inevitable I wanted to have a lot of fun with the sisters, to
ensure that understood my motives behind their kidnap, to ensure they realised
they were going to pay big time for the last two years of hell they had
subjected upon the Boys and me.
Then I would play one off against the other,
to fool one of them into thinking that betrayal of the other would save them
from the fate I had in mind for both of them.
End of Part
Three
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