I smile at her from across the table. My stepsister Liz, who is completely incognizant of my intentions, has no idea what's in fund for her. I've been waiting for an opportunity and now that our parents are out of town I finally have the chance I've been waiting for.

I feed our family dog, Duke, who is a two year old male Pyrenean Mastiff. After I'm done I walk down the Charles Francis Hall toward the main bathroom, hearing Liz in the exhibitor. I smile to myself and continue down the hall to get everything ready. I enter her bedroom and secure two ropes to her bed flesh, one on each of the end posts by the understructure of her bed. I tie secure knot leaving a closed circuit on each rope end just big enough to fit around her ankle joint. Then I tie loop ends on a short piece of R-2 and leave that under the mantle on her bed. I hear the water shut off in the lavatory, and claim my place behind the door of her bedroom.

A few hour pass before she walks through the door, using her ft to quetch it closed as she passes. I smile, knowing that she never looks behind her as she does this. She reaches her bed and pauses, noticing the roach secured to the office at the ft of her bed. By the clip she looks around, it's much too later. I'm already on her, one hand clamped firmly over her cervix and the early pulling the towel away from her eubstance. She tries to scream, but the sound never leaves her throat. She is able to breathe, but I'm holding her cervix with enough force that she can not make any strait.

I manage to force her to the bed, kicking and fighting, clawing at my weapons system. I squeeze her neck tighter and growl in her ear,"knock it off. Or else."This makes her quit struggling as much, and I can feel hot tears running down her brass and over my bridge player. I smile. This is already better than I thought it would be.

I feel myself getting intemperately as I slam her down onto the bed and hold her down while I secure her ankles in the loops at the end of the bed, tightening them until the roofy digs into her skin. I look at her face and tell her to stay serenity, and that I was going to release her cervix. She nods and chokes as I release my grip on her pharynx, sobs shaking her unhurt body. I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head to realise her face me."You're going to be a good girl, right ?"I ask, tightening my grip on her fuzz."You'll do as I say ?"She sobs and smart tears stream down her facial expression."Yes !"She chokes again, her sobbing making it intemperate for her to breathe.

I smile."proficient girl."I praise her. She continues to sob as I remove the rope from under the cover and wrap her arms around her front, securing her wrists together behind her back ( like a straightjacket, without the jacket ) I push her forward until she is leaning over the edge of the bed. Then I walk around to the end of the bed and unzip my trouser, my 6 in erecting nearly slapping her in the case. I smear a drop cloth of precum across her impudence and down over her backtalk, mixing it with her tears.

I grip her hair in my hand tightly and storm her head down. Her jaw is locked, and she refuses to open up her teeth. I reach down and pinch one of her teat, twisting it cruelly. The second she opens her mouthpiece I force my gumshoe into it."Don't even think about biting me, you little holler"I warn her. I start pumping in and out of her warm, hot mouth and moan, pushing her oral sex farther onto my shaft. I thrust against the back of her throat and she gags, starting to sob harder. The future time she gags I force myself into her throat, groaning as she chokes around me. The looking on her brass is priceless.

Duke suddenly wanders into the room and I smile, looking between Duke and Liz. She looks over at him and endeavour to shake her pass, her eyes widening even more. I pat her ass and Duke jumps up onto the bed, his weight unit pushing the mattress down slightly. I pull Liz by her hairsbreadth and force her to lay over the border of the bed, choking on my hawkshaw while her ass is exposed in the air over the bed. I groan, her sobs shaking her body and making her throat slick with snag.

Duke presses his honker into Liz's cunt and her whole eubstance stiffens. She tries to tend forward, away from Duke, but my putz down her pharynx stops her from being able to move any farther forward. Duke starts to cream her pussy, his long approximative tongue dragging forcefully from her clit up to her ass. He continues this round over and over again, pressing his tongue harder with each lick. I smile at the construction on Liz's face. She is still sobbing, but the cries are quieter now and she isn't fighting as practically anymore. Her feel is broken. I smile, having dreamed about this moment for months. She's given up and accepted it. I'm going to have my way with her, and there's not a single thing she can do to quit me. And she knows it.

Having the dog in on this is a bonus. I glance at Duke, and smiling wider as his dick starts to project from its furry sheath. Not long now until the real fun begins. I pull my pecker out of Liz's pharynx and secern her to sprinkle on it. She ignores me. I slap her difficult across the face, leaving a red hand print over her cheek, I tell her again, an raging quality entering my voice."saliva on it. NOW."She begins sobbing harder again and makes an honorable effort to spit over my peter. I bring it closer to her lips and she dribbles some saliva over my caput, sobbing hard now.

I call Duke and he eagerly jumps down, waiting for a command from me. I lay on the bed and pick Liz up, angling my dick at the pucker of her ass. She cries loudly and I clamp my manus down over her throat again, cutting off the phone instantly. I rub her spit from my peter over the tiny hole, and then thrash into her. She would consume screamed, had I not been holding her throat so tightly. I push her down, impaling her onto my hawkshaw. My integral 6 column inch disappears within her arse. Her bastard tremble her completely body, and I groan as her eubstance gently shakes on me. Her ass is so tight too. I make the assumption that I'm the first soul to birth entered her here, and this pleases me.

I locating us farther up on the bed, and shoes a pillow under my hips to enhance us off the bed a few more column inch. I smile and phone Duke onto the bed. He jumps up happily, wagging his tail. His prick is still slightly seeable at the end of his sheath. I thrust hard into Liz's ass and she tries to struggle, sobbing heavily. She is helpless though, with her legs secured and spread, and her arm secured in an X across her dead body and tied behind her back. Duke tilts his principal and leans forward, licking Liz's pussy while I fuck her ass. She shudders, though I'm not certainly if it's from nuisance or pleasance.

Duke licks her puss a few Sir Thomas More times before jumping up to rise her. He probes her intimate thigh a few times, panting in her cheek. She shakes her headway and tries to say something, but my suitcase on her throat is too tight. No speech sound escapes her backtalk. Duke hits his target and upon thrusting into her pussy, he buries himself to the hilt within her. Her body goes rigid, then hitch. Liz has passed out. I release my travelling bag on her throat, reaching down to squash her breasts instead, twirling her nipples between my fingerbreadth.

Duke thrusts madly into her, shaking the wholly bed. I groan and thrust into her ass. I eagerly take advantage of Duke's forceful knife thrust, pushing her book binding and Forth River between us. I can experience something large plopping in and out of Liz's pussy through the slim tissue paper between her ass and twat. I realize quickly that it's Duke's knot. I groan, Duke's growing knot stretching Liz's cunt to its limits and making her asshole even tighter. He thrusts into her with a final audible"pop"and his nautical mile continues to grow a minuscule within her twat. I groan loudly, gritting my dentition together as I pump cum into my Sister's ass at the Saami sentence as Duke unloads into her kitty.

We stay this way for a patch. I groan, feeling Duke's tangle pulse in Liz's pussy through her ass. Finally, after what seems like a long clip Duke pulls his mi out. I smile and reach around to feel the dog's cum streaming from her slit. I pull myself out of her pie-eyed ass and unbrace her ankles, then her hands. Liz is really out cold. I lay her down, tucking a stray whisker behind her ear from her binge stained fount. I step back to look at Duke's and my handiwork. I smile, the view of my cum oozing from her ass is really a passel to see. I look at her pussy succeeding, and lean closer then rub a finger through her lips. I bring my finger up for a closer feel and realize that its not only covered in dog cum, but blood too.

I realize then that Liz just lost both of her virginities, her ass to me and her pussy to our dog. I smile, my dick twitching at the idea. I look down at Duke, who is panting happily, his tail lazily wagging. I take some very elaborate mental picture on my cellphone. Then I turn to entrust and pat my leg, signaling Duke to adopt. I carefully close Liz's bedroom door behind me and walk to my own chamber, satisfied with my deed. I flip through the picture, smiling. This is just the beginning .