Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Summer Treat As I woke that morning, I truly tried to forget what had happened the night before. I was sore in places and ways I should not be - the proof of it all dried in streaks over my body, my hair a complete nest of snarls. I wanted some hole to crawl into, but, that was not all that likely unless one of my more recent suitors came and dug it for me, I am sure. I tried to feign sleep as the patio door swung open; not that it would matter to either of them. My good morning greeting today, was a hand reaching to grip me by the choke chain and pulling upward, as the other fumbled the lock open. Dark lust twisted my brother's features as he only allowed me up as far as my knees, his cock already straining against the jogging pants he wore to sleep in. "Beg for it, bitch" was the typical words I expected to hear from him, I was not disappointed. Straining my knees wider, my palms glided up the flatness of my stomach before cupping under my developing breasts. To my shame, the nipples were puckered; I tried to convince myself that was due to the chill of the morning air, as I uttered the allowable "woof woof" for him. Reaching down, he grabbed one rosy nipple painfully in his calloused grip, twisting it, lifting me up so my mouth was at the right level for his cock. "You just love sucking my cock, don't you my whore. Take it all, bitch, show me how much you love my cock filling you." I did not bother responding with my allowed comments, instead just relegating myself to what I knew had to be done. Wrapping my lips around his cock, I moaned now and again for affect, as his hips began arching forward rhythmically. He only allowed a few strokes before shoving fully to the root; his balls slapping into my chin as he did so. I was a bit surprised when after only choking me on his cock a few times, that he pulled free. "Stand up, bitch" he demanded, his cock standing out straight like some divining rod toward me. "Rinse off with that" was his next order, a small basin of what looked like water sitting on the table behind him. Grabbing the cloth within, I was more than shocked to find it warm. I felt his hand push me forward slightly, his hand ripping the dripping cloth free. Wincing as he wiped down my back, the soap that must have been dissolved within it, stinging the myriad of cuts and scratches. There was, as usual, no modesty allowed; the cloth being shoved deeply into my pussy and anus; and everywhere else his fingers could reach. When he finished, he handed it back to me, to rinse out. I cringed seeing all the dirt now filling the basin. "Finish the front now, bitch." I wondered why he had taken the time, right up until I felt him stroking his saliva slicked cock between my ass cheeks. I wanted to savor the warmth, and yet, I knew I did not have long. With the last of the delay I could take, I finally returned the cloth to the basin; leaning more fully over the edge of the table. I presumed what he wanted, and there really was no fight left in me after last night's ordeal. My coltish legs spreading a bit for him, I knew my holes were now wantonly offered to him; to his punishing humiliating look. I heard him stroking his cock once more, a slick sound to it. "Finally ready to admit what a whore you are; eager to open up your body for any cock, bitch?" I merely responded with a simple "woof woof" that I presumed he wanted with the pregnant pause. My brother's cock head forcing the clenched ring of my ass to open for him. "That's what I thought; I always knew you would grow up to be a slut, just like your mother was." Jumping slightly, I heard my father's voice; there was not time for any other reaction as my brother's cock shoved into me. I presumed he must have used some sort of lubricant, to humiliate me even more into presuming it was my own juices. Suddenly he stopped, holding himself motionless. "Fuck me, bitch. Show Daddy how much you love having my cock in you; I might even let you cum if you do a good job." Watching as my father took a seat in front of us, a cup of coffee steaming in his hand. I put my hands to the edge of the sturdy table, working my asshole onto my brother's cock. Inch after inch, I felt my young ass stretching around the bulbous head. I truly only paused as I felt his balls rest against my pussy; to give my body that one moment to adjust. Before I could truly, his hand came down with a resounding smack. "Now, bitch, ride me." Pushing up slightly further, I began to move with increasing swiftness. I could see my father's hand stroking his still cloth covered cock as it filled; his eyes flitting between my perky swaying tits and the still nearly bald lips of my mons. Sadly, I could feel the slickness building in my for now empty pussy, as I performed at his command. I could feel that same tension building within me that always proceeded one of the forced and humiliating orgasms they demanded. My breath quickening, I did not want to look at my father, but he was directly in my line of vision. It was staring at his piercing, maniacal gaze - or watching as his cock hardened beneath his robe. My lips parted, from exertion I would have claimed if I was allowed to speak, rather than at the thought of his cock. Soft sounds mingled with my quickened breaths as I raced toward that edge; clenching internal muscles around my brother's cock with every stroke. Wanting to end this morning madness. I felt his hands come down in a punishing grip on my hips, his hips starting to match my thrusts. Leaning down, he whispered menacingly, "Cum for me, bitch. Cum all over my big cock, you know you want to." With that, one hand slipped around to bring his fingers in contact with my embarrassingly distended clit. "You should feel how wet our little bitch is this morning. She is even more of a cock slut than we imagined she would be." He knowing massaged the sensitive nub until I could not resist any longer. My mouth for once not gagged; I screamed out as my orgasm hit me. Falling forward onto the table, my arms giving way, my brother slamming into me a few more times before his groan confirmed the heat of his cum filling my ass in ropy streams. As he pulled free, my immersive training took hold; sliding almost boneless from the table top, I turned so that he could shove his still straining length between my lips. Tasting mingled cum and ass on his length; I lapped at the vein-studded rod until it glistened with spit alone. "Go see to your father's cock now, bitch" he demanded walking back into the house for presumably, his breakfast. Crawling those few feet to my father's chair, I moved back up into position, the splay of my thighs showing my brother's cum dripping from my pussy as cupped breasts tightened with the cool breeze over sweat-slicked skin. I offered a soft "woof woof" with down cast gaze; waiting to see what he would want to humiliate me with this morning. Setting his coffee cup to the side table, I watched as he edged closer to the lip of the chair his robe parting fully to show he wore nothing beneath it. "Show me how much you love your Daddy, show how you would do anything to make your Daddy happy, bitch" Leaning in, I began stroking my tongue over his cock; knowing it would slide between my lips easier if it was wetter. But, after only a few laps of my small pink tongue, he pushed downward on the top of my head. I gave a small mental shrug, my tongue instead lavishing attention on his cum sack. But, the press of his hand did not relent. Instead, he shoved me further downward; his muscled thighs opening wider. "Kiss my ass, princess, kiss Daddy's tight hole like you want to be kissed. Lick the hidden flesh like your favorite ice cream." Perhaps it was the sudden change in his tone, or the change in names that left me in shock more than anything. But, whatever the change in situation, I knew better than to linger trying to figure it out; he would tell me when he felt like it. My tongue arching out, luckily the grimace hidden in the position as I starting caressing his ass crack with my tongue. All I could inhale was the musky scent of sweat and his maleness. He began controlling my head a bit more firmly, directing my tongue as he wanted it. I really had no choice as he pushed his hips a bit more forward, my tongue tip swirling around the tightly clenched hole. One of his hands left the back of my head, I could hear him stroking his cock once more; now that he trusted I would do as told. Trying to stiffen my tongue further, I was finally able to pierce the dark hole. "Oh yes, princess, that's it. French kiss Daddy's ass. Stroke between my asslips lovingly, baby" I whimpered a soft moan, which I knew he took as enjoyment. "Oh you like that don't you, baby. I knew you would. Lay down now, let Daddy see how wet your little pussy is getting from loving my asshole, princess." He did not let me really even move from between his relaxed cheeks; straddling over me even as I lowered myself to the ground. He only paused me once in the movement as he turned a half turn around so that he could face toward my feet. In a true moment of shock, and what solidified this to be a turning point, was when he tossed a small throw pillow under my head before I fully settled. My small hands pale against is sun darkened skin, the muscled cheeks sparsely covered in coarse hair, I pulled his cheeks apart carefully, and pressed my mouth more firmly against the rosette of his ass. I felt him leaning forward, his huge cock trapped between my adolescent breasts, his breath hot over my bare pussy. "You are becoming so well behaved now, princess. Daddy is proud that you have finally accepted the fact that you can't change, you were born to be a slut, princess, just like your mother. But, by listening to all of my rules, you will be a perfect slut for Daddy, unlike your mother. And if you keep taking all your lessons well, Daddy might even let you have some special treats and presents, princess. You'd like that wouldn't you, my lil cock princess?" He did not let me answer, of course, but; pressed his now spasming hole further against my face. I gasped as his tongue flickered over my clit, his fingers tauntingly gentle as they slid between my swollen labia. As he began lavishing attention on my pussy, I felt myself getting wetter at his attentions. His cock was throbbing between us, his hips rocking slightly to add to its stimulation, making it almost seem as if my tongue was stroking his tight hole. With each lustful spasm, my tongue seemed to be sucked deeper. "Mmmmmm, yes, so good, princess... show Daddy how much you love him, cum for Daddy... let me taste all that young slutty cream while you french kiss my hole adoringly" His fingers sinking into my pussy, curling to find that one spot that seemed to always springboard my desire. My hands massaging his asscheeks a moment more before trying to slide between our bodies, pressing my breasts more firmly around his cock as he stroked in time with the motions of my tongue. "Oh, so close, princess, you're going to make Daddy cum all over your baby breasts. Your sexy belly all covered in Daddy's cum. Cum for me, princess, cum on Daddy's tongue like a good little slut." With those words a second finger joined the first, his mouth securing over my clit he sucked on it with knowing precision. As the orgasm hit in its full force, my body bucking beneath him; my tongue arched just right to find that spot hidden deep within his ass. Worrying my tongue against it, I felt as his cock swelled; my hands milking his length as it pulsed thick cum between us. My father lifted his hips just enough to slip my tongue free, each of us trying to catch our breath. I was shocked by the light kiss just at the juncture of my thighs before he began raising up and inching backward. Out of instinct as his cock passed over my mouth, my sore tongue arched out again, lapping at the cum that coated his flesh, to his approving moan. As he settled back in his chair, lifting his coffee cup to his lips, his hand cupped the back of my head, pulling my cheek to rest on his upper thigh. His cock there at my lips, it seemed natural to open for it, suckling the softening length into the heat of my mouth. I could almost sense his smile as drank a bit more coffee. "I know this last month has been difficult for you, princess. But, it was important that you learn all the skills you will need to keep me happy. Since your brother and I all that you have standing between this life and prostitution." Giving a small shrug, he continued. "You are such a natural slut, that it is really the only job you would be able to get." His hand began to smooth back my hair, carefully, considering the tangles. "Since you have shown what an obedient slut you are today, princess, there will be some new changes to your rules." I continued suckling gently on his cock, listening to him, shamed at first that I was so worthless, but as he continued there was almost a sense of pride at having skills at all. My suction becoming a bit more wanting as he offered a light at the end of the tunnel. I heard his low groan, the only warning just before he let loose a stream of hot piss; I swallowed it without thought; offering proof once more that I was just a slut for whatever I could get from his cock. "First off, you will once again be allowed to speak... but, only with respect and affirmation, of course. You will address me at all times as Daddy. You will address your brother at all times as Master. Any other man that comes here, at our invitation will be treated just as you treat either of us, and will be called Sir. As long as you follow these rules, you will be allowed back in the house full time, and even be allowed showers. Although, until otherwise, you will continue to use your spot in the corner to go to the bathroom. Is this understood, Princess?" As I swallowed down the last of Daddy's piss, I murmured softly in a voice rough from disuse, "Yes, Daddy, I understand... I will be your good little cock slut princess, Daddy."