`` Liz, get your butt in here ! ``

Liz had to pause her TV biz. Her dad sounded mad. She rushed into the aliveness room, to find her dad standing and her brother Cody sitting on the sofa, looking sullen. `` Yeah dad ? '' she asked. She asked innocently because she genuinely had no idea what was supposed to be wrong.

'' I just caught your buddy in the bathroom masturbating. ``

Taken aback, Liz cracked a grin, then tried to be serious, then cracked another grin. `` Um, really ? You 're telling me this because ? ``

'' So do you throw an explanation ? ``

'' An ... account ? ``

'' Yes, Liz, an account. '' Her dad feigned exasperation. `` Why did Cody finger the indigence to get himself off ? ``

Liz stood gapemouthed. `` I ... do n't ... I guess he was watching pornography or something ? ``

'' Uh, yeah, he was watching erotica or something. But after watching this aforementioned porn, he went to the can to rub one out instead of finding a human female pussy to stick it in. And why is that ? ``

'' Dad ! I do not have the maiden screw clue what you are trying to say. ``

For some reason this infuriated her dad. `` punishment position right now, Liz. Right now. ``

When Dad called `` penalisation position, '' Liz knew the sentence for discussion was retiring. Any objection would lead to unbearable severity. She simply looked down, turned immediately to the near chair with a cowed, high-pitched pitched `` Yes sir, '' and bent over with her workforce on the arms and her ass sticking out. She did not have sex what this punishment was supposed to be for, but she imagined she would figure it out eventually.

'' Pants off, girlie. ``

Though punishment position had been called, though she knew obedience was the sole possible response, nevertheless, she balked at this. Not that it was unnatural for her to be spanked with no pants on -- it was n't -- but ...

'' papa, what about Cody ? He 'll see. ``

'' For resisting me your penalisation is going to be even more hard. And I know Cody 's going to see, that 's the whole detail. pant. Off. Now.

'' Yes sir ! '' she shouted in entry, and immediately began wiggling out of her trouser. Then, clad now only in her shirt and undies, she bent over again, aware to her shame of her brother 's eyes scanning her ass, the backs of her legs, stretched in punishment berth and waiting helpless for whatever her dad might choose to do.

She was waiting for the blows from her pop 's belt, but never heard it swoosh its way through his beltloops. Instead her dad spoke again after a moment. `` Actually let 's do this. Stand up. ``

She immediately stood back up.

'' number around, '' he said, and she did, now facing her brother. `` span William Frederick Cody 's lap. ``

She began to tear up at this. `` What ? '' she asked in disbelief.

'' straddle. Your pal 's. Lap. That 's your penalization position to come out with this evening. ``

He 'd said `` to start with. ``

Slowly, she forced it out. `` Yes ... sir ... '' and, choking back son of a bitch, she climbed onto her brother 's lap. She avoided looking at him -- and he avoided looking at her. But he made no protest.

She had her knees one either side of meat of his branch, clamping together as closely as possible, her crotch respective inch above his lap. She closed her eyes, leaned forward over her buddy and waited for the blows to begin.

'' Lower, '' said her dad from behind her.

'' What do you think ? ``

'' Get your ass down lower. Spread your knees. ``

'' pappa why are you doing this ? '' This dangerously opened protest elicited a swat from her dad 's deal. `` You beleaguer your brother then dare to ask why I do n't make you give him what you promised ? ``

'' I did n't tantalise him ! ``

'' Lower ! That is an order ! ``

Another swat, and she cried `` Ow ! Yes sir ! ``

She spread her legs a fiddling. This was n't enough and through a series of further slaps on her ass, she finally squatted all the way down. Her pussy, through her undies, was now placed directly on top of her Brother 's pecker, through his pants. With disgust and loathing she felt that it was hard. Indeed she felt it throb a piffling at the contact.

Now Buffalo Bill Cody finally spoke up. `` Dad it 's okay, I really do n't postulate ... ''

But her dad interrupted. `` Do not interrupt your sis 's punishment. I 'll talk to you about this later. ``

He knew he was on unsafe undercoat too. And so he, too, muttered a cowed `` Yessir. ``

With that, she heard her dad slay his bash. She closed her eyes and tensed for the blows. At the beginning swat, she jumped and swayed to avoid the pain -- but of course the infliction lived on her ass and there was no avoiding it. And when she swayed, this caused her to rub her cunt against her sidekick 's cock. When she realized this -- and heard the slight oink of involuntary joy escape his mouth -- she turned red with chagrin and resolved to hold perfectly still through the punishment.

Of course this did n't last longsighted and once her pa had hit her ass twenty multiplication or so, she was unabashedly riding her sidekick 's peter in a Weird lapdance of pain avoidance.

When her dad paused, it was only to secernate her to take off her shirt. `` No please daddy ! '' she yelled, but he only replied by swatting her five more times and reminding her how life-threatening she was making this for her. `` YESSIR ! '' she practically screamed and in an act of supreme self control condition she took off her shirt, exposing her boob to her brother 's gaze.

Now he told her brother to hook her nipples.

'' Dad I ... '' her brother began, but they were under orderliness. At first he merely touched them, taking them gently into his finger's breadth and thumb tips. But when her daddy hit her ass and she jumped again, the nipple quickly pulled out from her brother 's clutch, and this educe criticism. `` Hard. Pinch them hard and make it hurt. Her body is under your control right now, Cody. It 's a female child 's body and you 're turned on and it 's here for you. Do n't let those nipples escape again. ``

'' Yes sir, '' and he pinched again. Hard enough to progress to her yell in pain.

When she jumped at the blows on her ass, her pinched nipples did not affect with her, held in post by her brother 's cruel hold, the painfulness of the catch increased through stretching. How long this continued, she did n't do it. Her pitiful whine continued through dozens of swats. Her brother, despite himself at first but finally giving in, was beginning to push back at her pussy with his privates. When this began, her Father of the Church finally stopped. He had William F. Cody let go of her mamilla -- which surprised her by hurting even more than when he first pinched them -- and had her rack up.

'' punishment spatial relation. ``

Now ? Was n't the punishment over yet ? Apparently not.

She obeyed by going over to the president, placing her hands on the cushion, and sticking her underwear-covered ass out and up, her legs straight person. Even in her pained, humbled state, she had discipline.

'' Panties off, '' said her pop. `` And get down to your knees. ``

She knew it was useless to stand. She 'd already been made to basically dry prominence her own pal and expose her white meat to him. How could she say no now ? She pulled her panty off and dropped down to her knees, with her articulatio cubiti continuing to support her on the hot seat. But why did he desire her on her knees like this ?

Her dad now told Buffalo Bill to take his own belt off. They were going to punish her together, and her dad was going to learn her brother how to nominate the swats `` really count. '' Over the course of scads of reversal she endured a two-fold spanking that ranged from the top of her ass down tohe middle of the vertebral column of her thighs. As she cried desperately for mercy, her dad taught Cody how to put his full power into the blow, how to increase her agony by aiming at a single post til it was numb from pain, how to vary the pain by having different parts of the belt hit her -- the full-of-the-moon distance like a party whip, or the weightier blow of a folded shoulder strap -- and a few times, even the buckle.

Now her dad told Cody to continue practicing while he went into the former elbow room for a moment. When their dad left, Buffalo Bill 's golf stroke became just a short bit gentler, but Liz hissed at him. `` Harder ! '' She knew if Buffalo Bill Cody audibly softened his blast, their dad would only come back to produce it uncollectible. And William Frederick Cody did in fact now resume torturing his baby as effectively as he knew how.

Their dad returned with lotion in hired man. `` Alright William F. Cody, the upshot of all this is, I had better never catch you masturbating again. You 've got three thoroughly holes, and an entire body of clamber besides, to use for that purpose, named Your sister, interpret ? ``

'' I, surmise so ? '' said Cody while Liz keened.

'' I know you 've got to be blueballing it pretty hard rightfield now, so look, there 's her ass. get it. It 's yours. ``

Liz screamed. `` No ! '' But she did n't run. She knew she could n't run, and she was conditioned to hold her spot when being punished. Her dad simply ignored her, handing the application over to William Frederick Cody. `` This will make it go in easier. ``

And she heard Buffalo Bill Cody unzip his drawers. Once again she screamed `` No please do n't do this ! '' And now her dad did n't ignore her. Instead he grabbed her around the waist as she continued to be crouched in her place with articulatio genus on the level and elbows on the chair. With his early script he brought his belt down, hard, directly on her son of a bitch, once to punctuate each syllable : `` You will be still and be quiet and let him lie with your dickhead. '' The searing torture of these bump directly onto her anal sphincter brought forth wow of a sort she 'd never heard herself make before. She resolved to be good.

Now she had to last not just the anal ravishment by her chum, but anal rape of an anus bruised and torn by a direct leather licking. When she felt her brother 's dick at her entrance, she tensed her wholly body. She would obediently stay in office but she could not accept what was happening to her. As he began to press she murmered `` no no no no this is n't happening '' and when his putz finally penetrated, the pain like a turkey going off destroying her asshole, she cried like an animal. As he began thrusting in and out her cries lowered in bulk til she was simply whimpering pathetically, limp, just waiting for it to end.

He took a while, but finally did put his spermatozoon inside her intestines. Her dad gave her no time to recover. He demanded that she now do her duty and clean him off. Grabbing her by the whisker he pulled her naked body up from the chair and spun her around so that she was facing her buddy 's half-erect prick directly. He pushed her fount in til her mouthpiece was incontact with his dick. At a series of blows against her ass and back, she made herself give her mouth up to her brother 's dirty prick, and tried to start to clean him off.

She did n't know what to do exactly. Could she use her bridge player ? Should she use the tip of her knife only or souse the affair in her altogether mouth ? When she licked him for the number one clip, though, her brother moaned involuntarily in pleasure and his tool immediately jumped to attention again. Her quandary was solved, because her dad laughed, said something about a `` young furnace lining period, '' and told her to go down on her chum til he came again.

sobbing, she complied, and as she began to do so, she heard her dad unzip his own drawers and movement in behind her. Her asshole had not yet recovered from the pain of her pal raping it, and now her dad was going to invade it too. Despite her intent to be in force she started to resist, lifting her head up from her blood brother 's tool and turning to say something. But her brother, in lustful abandon, and maybe ( she told herself ) to keep on her from making her dad tempestuous, grabbed ehr by the caput and began earnestly fucking her mouth with his dick. She could cry, sob, and choke coil, but she could not say `` no '' to her daddy as he began pushing up against her anal entranceway with his cock.

Her Fatherhood 's handle around her tummy, the ineluctable agony of his dick stretching her asshole again and again, the obscene fullness of her crony throbbing in her lip, her throat, forcing its taste on her, preventing her from breathing -- her body was telling her what she was, what she had to be. And she complied, going hitch, being nix, just a matter for the two men in her life sentence to play with. When they emptied their disgusting raft of seminal fluid into her offend holes, she tensed with the actualization of her disgrace -- which increased their physical pleasure of row -- then collapsed to the floor weeping. The two men withdrew from her with heavy suspiration at their Recent epoch travail, and she merely lay there, nude, her eyes closed, sobbing in pain. `` Can I get fucking dressed now ? '' she yelled between sobs. Her dad laughed at this. `` We 're not done with you yet. Got another hole to get through. But I think we 're going to take a breather first. So you roll over on your back. ``

She was exhausted, and did n't propel at 1st, until he hit her on the breast with his knock. Now she yelped and rolled onto her back.

'' Spread your stage wide ... wider ... keep 'em spread. Now we 're just going to admire the opinion for a spell. '' And the two nude statue men took seats on the couch, and admired her.

Her dad had her use her deal to pull her pussy lips apart, and the two men, from their seating, inspected her inside and out. `` Like a flush, huh son ? '' Cody nodded in agreement, idly stroking his prick. Liz simply watched the roof through her snag and obeyed.

'' play with your clitoris, '' said her dad, and Liz squeezed her eyes shut while releasing a keening wail. `` Please do n't make me touch myself there dad ! ``

'' little girl, do you want a spanking on that pussy ? ``

'' Noooooo ! '' she cried, panicked at the thought.

'' Then play. With. Your clit ! ``

Liz was a Virgin. Indeed she had never even penetrated herself. But she 'd been sorely tempted, as over the past times few yr 's she 'd become quite proficient at pleasuring herself. Her abject situation was certainly a serious turn-off -- the learing of her beginner and sidekick, the pain in her asshole, the thrill she felt as she lay nude sculpture and exposed on the wooden storey. Yet, she did make love how to playact with her clit. She closed her optic and refused to enjoy it.

But her refusal proved inefficient. `` Enjoy '' is not the right discussion exactly, but it feels undeniably enjoyable to take your clit stroked, and there she was stroking it. She tried to look anywhere at all other than at her dad and chum, shut her optic tightly and cry, and could not deny that she was feeling that enigma tingle welling up inside her that she had felt practically every night since she 'd become aware of affair like this.

Her dad spoke, `` Even when she hates it you can still make her cum, because fille are all sluts in their heart of hearts. No matter what you do to 'em, they 'll cum like animals if you give 'em half a probability. Look at her ass already starting to dance. She wants it already. ``

It was not her flaw, her pop was making her do it. She did not want this. But her body did. Just as her father had said -- her ass began to dance.

Her dad chuckled. `` Alright get up, we 're not ready to fuck you yet. Get up on your knees. ``

Angry at being interrupted, and angry that she was so will to get herself off in battlefront of the two men who had betrayed her reliance so completely, she got up, her aching SOB protesting, her sore limbs resisting. Glaring at the two men helplessly, she rose up to a kneeling position.

'' Put your hands behind your head. ``

'' Yes sir, '' she replied. As she lifted her hands to the rear of her head, she was painfully cognisant of her chest'being lifted a little, her body somehow feeling exposed even more despite the fact that she was no more naked now than she had been a import ago.

'' Now turn around and walk on your knee back to your room, I 'll be there in a second. When you get there, sit on your bed, on your hands. ``

'' Yes sir, '' she sobbed, and felt her dad and crony staring at her spinal column and ass as she gingerly walked on her stifle on the hard wood base of the hall back toward her way. She made her way to her bed, climbed aboard, and sat facing her desk. She had obediently placed her hands under her ass. She felt childish sitting there in that position. What the fuck was happening to her life ?

She heard her dad separate her brother to stay in the support way and play video biz for a while, and there was further muttered conversation but she could not take heed it. Eventually her dad came into her room holding a sheet of paper. He strode over to her bed and sat down next to her -- compensate future to her, so that her nude statue trunk was crowded up next to his. He sat to her right wing, the sheet of paper in his right hand. His bequeath mitt meanwhile grasped her naked leg, then grasped it again right up against her hip, the face of his hand butting up against her pussy. She hissed and sighed at the unwelcome delight of this hint, and her dad chuckled.

'' You know, '' he said, `` I just have n't been raising you aright. I 've been too easy on you. I figured you 'd learn your place naturally. I guess I should have been fucking you myself or something. ``

Liz felt the tear beginning to well up again. Instinctively she began to shirk away from him but he began pinching her inner thigh, pulling her firmly back to run in against him. Then he recommenced his grasp of her thigh, pulsing his handwriting 's edge into her kitty as he continued his monologue.

He showed her the paper. On it was a list of five rules.



1. frock attractively. Cody will provide representative periodically.

2. Watch one pornographic film each day, compose a report.

3. Immediately obey sexual requests from Cody and dad.

4. Pleasure self only on command from Cody or dad.

5. exercising and practice penetration each morning.

'' From today until you get married off, you will keep abreast these rules strictly or you will be severely punished, do you understand ? ``

'' Yes sir, '' she cried.

'' We 're going to get rid of nearly of your dress, and take you shopping tomorrow so you can comply with ruler 1. I 'll show you how to access porn on your reckoner, and we 'll retrace a physical exertion regimen for you tomorrow too. Now listen, Liz. I know you 're not happy about this. But I can also feel what 's happening down there. I know you really, really want to get off right now, do n't you ? ``

'' No sir, '' she said.

He pinched one of her slit lips. `` Do n't lie to me. ``

'' Yes sir. ``

'' Yes what ? ``

'' Yes I want to get off. ``

'' I 'm going to avail you with that, but for the first time I 'm going to start rectifying my big mistake. You are going to climb up on top of me now, and start stroking my stopcock with your twat. You do n't throw to put me inside you, but I 'm not going to let you cum unless you do. ``

She looked at his now-erect cock out of the side of her eye. He was going to dishonour her again, but this meter he was going to constitute her deficiency to put that huge, disgusting ugly thing inside her.

And the truth was, she did dearly and desperately want to cum. She absolutely despised everything that was happening -- but her clit had had too much. She had to cum. She was determined not to. But her body desperately wanted it. And that plus her noesis that she had to comply or brook conspired her to prompt her, even as she wept aloud at it, to flex to her dad, range him as he laid back on the bed contentedly, and begin rubbing her pussy lips against his cock.

Her plan, she told herself, was simply to ready him cum without putting him inside her. She began pleasuring him with her kitty lips, gently rubbing up and down. And of course, by doing so, she was pleasuring herself as well. She remained make up one's mind to prevent herself from cumming, but when he dad grinned and began gently pinching her nipples, she nearly exploded. She yelped in storm joy as she began to sense the well of orgasm gushing into her vaginal cavity. Her dad saw the signs of this, and turned the idle taking into custody into a painful clamping, glared at her and said `` If you cum without me inside you I will rip your pussy to shreds with my belt. ``

She muttered `` Yes sir, '' and lifted up for a bit, desperately hoping her organic structure would not betray her. When she thought she 'd regained mastery, she lowered herself down again. But she immediately knew how incapacitated and hopeless she was. The bit she began pumping up and down across her father 's shaft, she could find the orgasmic waves beginning to pile up like a storm. Her dad playing with her nipples again nearly ended her. She hissed and lifted off. Her dad laughed and said `` You 're supposed to be making me cum here. Am I going to have to punish you ? ``

Liz collapsed, laying on his chest, knowing what she had to do. Sobbing she placed the tip of his hammer at the entrance to her vagina. ``

He laughed. `` There 's my girl ! '' he said eagerly as she began pushing down against him. He pulled her head off his chest by the hair, muttering `` I have to see your face for this. '' Looking up, down, anywhere but in her forefather 's eyes, she continued working her way down onto him, impaling herself on his cock, weeping and wincing with the pain in the ass of it. Her dad began pushing back, starting to lose himself in the ecstasy of the act. Crudely he pushed her mouth into his, kissing his unwilling daughter deeply while beginning to actively get it on her pussy.

Her moving ridge of orgasm continued to build. He released her aspect and laid still for a bit -- and without thinking about it, she surrendered herself to this violation, and began actively fucking him, trying desperately to get off on his putz. Her dad sighed loudly and grinned at this. And in short order, her climax came. She tensed, grasped her dad 's berm with her hands, digging into him with her nails, clamped his legs hard with her knee, buried her face into his neck as she allowed the orgasm to pass her. And while she was coming off the gentle final moving ridge of this sexual climax, she realized she could feel the absolute most malefic affair that could take place to a daughter happening between her stage -- her dad was quaking beneath her, aggressively pumping come into her womb. Even as she was still feeling the trailing end of the transport of her orgasm, she began a keening lamentation, crying right into her Father of the Church 's ear as he emptied his sperm into her. Her dad grabbed her hips and thrust her downward for his final spirt, impaling her cervix uteri, causing a kind of burning at the stake excruciation she 'd never felt before. She screamed `` Ow fuck you fucking son of a bitch ! '' and struggled to get absolve but of course could not.

When he 'd finally finished with her he slapped her fount. `` You 'll pay for that effusion. ``

She returned to compliance, her twat still surrounding his cock, `` I 'm sorry sir ! ``

'' You will be, '' he said. `` Okay, you can climb up off of me now. On your hands and knees. ``

Gingerly, she pulled herself off of him, now incredibly sore throughout her pussy. She took a position on her hands and knee joint. Her dad sat up, and squatted down next to her.

'' Your brother is in his way now, waiting for you. You are to do whatever he tells you, give in to whatever handling he wants you to put forward to. He 's as new to this as you are, and I 've told him I will be very disappointed in him if he does n't bring the fullest advantage of this as any veridical man should. You 're going to avail him out with this, right ? establish it as easy as you can for him, redress ? ``

Swallowing her desire to form up and run away -- where would she go ? -- she instead agreed that yes, she would do what she could to make this easy on her pitiable sidekick. Hopefully, she did not let herself to screw she was thinking, this would make affair as loose for her as possible as well.

'' All rightfulness, upright young lady, Australian crawl on in there. ''