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 Robert's Legacy (part 1) Robert 9_1 (Hansel and Gretel's Home Life)

   Susan and Danny thought their bondage and abuse was over when Robert and
Linda let them go free.  However, they quickly find there is more than one
kind of bondage and oh so many types of abuse in this world.  While I wrote
this story to stand alone, you will probably enjoy it more if you read
"Robert's Hansel and Gretel" (Robert7_1.txt) first.

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   (ped, mF, mf, mM, inc, nc, toys, cock torture)

   There is also very minor ws, best, enem, and misc other.  Codes are for
the entire story, not necessarily just this section of it.

   By The Devil's Advocate

   1.

   Sixteen-year-old Susan laid in her warm bubble bath doing her best to
think about, well, nothing.  The task was impossible of course, especially
considering all she and her 12-year-old brother, Danny, had been through in
the past few months.

   First, their father started touching them.  Then, they run away from
home only to get abducted before they could even leave the city limits. 
They were chained up in an RV for weeks on end.  What happened to them
during that time was so disgusting and vile that Susan would have gladly
sold her soul to wipe it all from her memory.

   Of course, who would want her soul or any part of her now?  She was
damaged goods and she knew it.  It made her sick to her stomach to even
look at herself in the mirror.  There were no bruises, cuts or scars to be
seen... in fact, she was rather pretty.  Her limited diet during her
captivity had even trimmed a lot of the baby fat off her.  But when Susan
looked at herself in the mirror she could see past her pretty exterior. 
And what she seen underneath disgusted her.

   The vile things that she and her brother were forced to do was bad
enough, but what really haunted Susan were the many climaxes she had while
doing them.  She didn't climax every time they made her do something, but
just one climax was far too many.  And there were definitely a lot more
than just one.  Toward the end of their captivity Susan remembered having
several climaxes a day.  She cried in humiliation and disgust after each
one, but it never stopped her from having yet others just minutes or hours
later.

   While this was reason enough to be disgusted with herself, what really
turned her stomach now was the fact that she missed those climaxes.  It
completely baffled her why she would crave them, she just did.  Yet, the
thought of being touched by a man, or even a girl, now sickened and
frightened her.  Just being in the same room with a male almost made her
shiver in fear.  The only excepting being her little brother, Danny.

   Poor Danny.  Susan could only imagine how horrible he must be feeling.
All girls her age are well aware of the possibility that they might one day
be raped.  As such, Susan felt she was at least a little prepared mentally
for what happened to her.  However, how many boys ever think about such
things?  Susan knew her brother had been too innocent to even contemplate
such a horrible ordeal.  And the things they did to him were indeed very
horrible.  Even worse than what Susan had gone through.  In the end her
brother seemed to accept it all.  But Susan knew that wasn't her real
brother anymore.

   Even now, she could tell that her real little brother was not all back
yet.  A part of him was still hiding somewhere deep inside his frightened
little mind.  Susan knew a big part of herself was hiding as well.  At
times she would try to climb back out but as soon as she got close to the
surface it would become too scary and she would retreat.  It felt horrible
every time she tried, but she had no choice but to do so for Danny's sake.
She knew he would never recover without her help.

   Even as she thought about all of this, Susan could feel that all too
familiar tingle deep inside her.  It was this touch of arousal that assured
her that she wasn't her true self.  Prior to her captivity she seldom ever
got aroused.  And she definitely never got aroused thinking of her brother
or her being raped in the most vile ways.

   Susan fought back the arousal of course.  However, each day it seemed
harder to do so.  It has been less than a week since their release, but if
the urges keep increasing like this then Susan was sure she would probably
give in to them in a matter of days.

   Danny didn't even make it past the first two days.  Late on the second
day he snuck into Susan's room naked and got into bed with her.  To say
that it pissed Susan off would be a major understatement.  Now that Susan
thought about it she was pretty sure that this had been his goal.

   Their captors had made Susan his mistress of sorts.  Since their return,
however, she had been nothing but his caring sister.  While the Danny
portion liked this, the warped part of his mind didn't.  This part wanted a
mistress that would make him do disgusting things.  Or at least that is
what Susan guessed.

   Unfortunately, all of these thoughts came to Susan many hours later. 
That night she had just been pissed because she had not only been woken up
in the middle of the night but had been done so by her brother's naked body
rubbing up against her.  She would be lying if she said she hadn't gotten a
bit aroused.  But this unwanted arousal had only fueled her anger at the
time.

   What she should have done, and certainly what she wished she had done,
was to just send her brother back to his room.  But she hadn't.  Instead,
she instinctively fell into her mistress role.  She thanked God, however,
that she had at least shown some restraint.  She hadn't made him do
anything too drastic.  Nor had she physically punished him.  Instead, she
ordered him to masturbate.

   Well, actually, the order she gave was a little worse than that.  The
exact command she used was "Play Catch." During their captivity, this was a
"game" she often was required to make Danny play.  How it works is Danny
lays on his back and masturbates.  Then, right when he's about to cum he
raises his knees and lower body over his head so that his dick is hovering
right above his face.  His goal of course is to "catch" all the cum in his
mouth and swallow it.  Believe it or not, this was one of the more tame
things that Danny was made to do during their captivity.

   Still, Susan felt bad later for giving him the order.  She had meant to
tell him to simply go back to his room and masturbate like any other boy
his age.  However, the command had come out instead.  What upset her even
more was that she almost started masturbating herself as she watched him do
it.  Watching her brother eat his own cum like that was disgusting.  Yet,
it had somehow excited her at the same time.

   Even now as she thought back on it Susan could feel those tingles
getting even stronger.  What really bothered Susan was that these feelings
felt, well, almost natural.  Like this was the way she should feel while
watching or thinking about disgusting things like this.  It was mainly her
memories of her old self that prevented her from accepting them as such. 
That and the small part of that old self that still existed... at least on
the surface.  There was just enough of her old self still above water to
know that even more was floating somewhere deep in the abyss below her.

   Yet, every time she tried to pull herself up out of the dark liquid she
would find herself face to face with all the horrid things that had been
done to her and what she had been made to do to little Danny.  This would
cause a flood of emotions that would push her back under.  Sometimes it
even seemed to push her further under than before.

   As hard as all of this was, Susan was pretty sure it was about to get
even harder.  Since their return home, their father had seemed a bit
concerned for them.  He had even tried to talk to them about some of the
things they had been through.

   Not that they needed to explain much to him.  He had been provided with
a DVD containing all the highlights.  Susan still couldn't believe she had
actually given her father the package like her captor had ordered her to.
She was just too scared not too.  Plus, there was a part of her that
thought maybe her father had even arranged it all.  But the look on his
face when he found out what they had been through told her that he had been
completely unaware.

   For several days, Susan even thought her father had changed.  He seemed
almost caring.  Unlike the drunken bastard that had started touching them
just a few months prior.  The same drunken bastard that had forced them to
run away in the first place.

   Susan wasn't so sure now though.  He had called the cops to let them
know he had found his kids.  However, earlier today when the cops finally
came to the house so they could officially close the case, Susan found out
that her father had told them that Danny and her had simply spent all this
time living on the streets.  He didn't tell them about the captivity.  Nor
did he provide them with the DVD.

   Even then Susan thought her father was just looking out for them.  In
fact, she had felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders when she realized
she wasn't going to have to tell the cops about all the horrible things she
was made to do.  She thought maybe her father somehow knew this and was
trying to protect them.  However, after they left she started to think
maybe he did this for some other reason.  She couldn't put her finger on
why she felt this way, it was just the way her father looked after the cops
told him they were closing the case.

   2.

   "Payback time," Dan mumbled to himself as he got out of bed.

   The 46-year-old father of two couldn't wait to start playing with his
kids again.  The only thing that had held him back was waiting on the damn
cops to find time to stop by the house so they could close the case.

   Susan and Danny seemed to be rather withdrawn but there was no way for
Dan to know for sure that they wouldn't spill all the beans about their
captivity.  Dan would have played stupid had they done so.  But being
called out for not reporting this was the least of his problems.  He was
more concerned about the kids telling the cops what he did to them prior to
their captivity.  He had only fondled them a little, but it was still
enough to get him into deep shit.

   He had planned to start playing with them again that very night. 
However, he was at a crossroads right now.  He could stop molesting them
and be a proper father.  Considering all that the kids had been through,
Dan was sure they would completely forgive him and probably even come to
look up to him again.  Well, he was still a bit of a drunk, but even that
they probably could have overlooked.

   Dan wasn't sure why he bothered to sleep on it.  He had already made his
decision the day they came back.  One more night wasn't going to change
that decision either.  Thanks to this stranger that abducted them, Dan now
had two well trained fuck puppets.  Ignoring that fact and just going back
to being a somewhat normal father now would be like winning the lotto and
donating all the cash to charity.  Sure, a few people would think you were
a saint, but most would say you were a fucking idiot.

   Besides, he was still fucking pissed that they had run away.  Sure, they
came back to him much better than when they left, but that was not their
choice or doing.  All they had been focused on was running away from him,
and that was the ultimate slap in the face for a parent.  And Dan was going
to make sure they paid heavily for it.

   The first thing Dan did was arrange for the kids to stay out of school
for the rest of the school year.  Dan thought for sure the school would
gladly agree to this since the kids had missed over 2 months already.  The
teachers, however, were not as lazy as Dan assumed.  They even volunteered
to set up special arrangements to help the kids catch up.  Dan finally
talked them out of it though.

   Getting past that hurdle had been hard enough.  But then the school
started suggesting counseling for both Dan and the kids.  The kids had run
away after all.

   Dan finally convinced them that the extra time away from school would
give him more time with the kids.  Thus, removing the need for counseling.
He couldn't believe that they bought that load of shit.

   Dan chuckled to himself at the thought that handling the school had been
100 times harder than the cops.  One would think it would have been the
opposite.  But the cops had seemed less concerned about the kids and more
concerned about closing the case.

   Thinking back on it a part of Dan wished he had just taken the advice
written in the note his children's captor had provided.  The note
recommended that Dan not tell anyone the kids had returned and to just keep
them chained up in the house.

   It sounded way to risky to him though.  Eventually the cops would have
gotten off their lazy asses and started looking into his case.  Once that
happened it wouldn't have been long before they discovered what he was
doing.  No, it was better this way.

   That is not to say he was ignoring the letter completely.  The abductor
hadn't provided that much actual advice.  However, there was a list of a
variety of commands that the kids had been instructed on.  There were also
details on some of the activities they had participated in.

   Dan got mixed feelings whenever he read the letter.  On one hand he felt
like beating the shit out of whoever did this to his children.  However, at
the same time he almost wished he could buy the person a beer and shake
their hand for the same reason.

   Just thinking about the note and DVD was making Dan's dick hard.  By the
time he reached the bathroom he was full erect.  While Dan was proud of his
dick, he always hated trying to take his morning piss while sporting wood.
It didn't hurt or anything, it just made it hard to control the flow.  Sure
enough, as his piss exited his dick it angled this way and that.  For a few
seconds the stream even split it two.  In the end he got almost as much on
the outside of the toilet as he did the inside.  No biggy, it was Susan's
job to clean the bathroom anyway.

   As he shook the piss from the end of his dick Dan caught sight of some
movement to his left.  His heart about stopped when he seen Danny peaking
out from behind the shower curtain.  The last thing he had expected was to
see one of the kids up this early, let alone taking a bath.  Not only was
it early but the bathroom door had been left wide open.  He was about the
chastise the little brat for giving him such a scare when he decided
otherwise.

   "Like what you see?" Dan asked as he gave his son a evil smile.

   Danny blushed but to Dan's surprise he did not retreat.  Instead he kept
looking at the still hard dick.  Dan was sure the boy had been trained to
stare at dick like this but it still was wild seeing him do it.

   Dan had not planned to do anything sexual with Danny or Susan until
later that night.  As he watched his son staring at his dick he figured
there was no time like the present.

   Dan slid the shower curtain open as he turned toward the bathtub.  Danny
held his ground but Dan could see that his son wanted to back away. 
Danny's face turned even redder which told his father that the boy
definitely knew what was coming next.

   As he stepped all the way up to the tub Dan's drooling dick came to rest
against his son's right cheek.  Danny flinched and for an instant Dan
thought the boy was going to rebel.  But he didn't.

   "You know what to do faggot," Dan growled down at him.

   Dan knew there was a special command written in the note for this exact
situation.  He couldn't remember what it was though.  Nor did he seem to
need to remember.  His son indeed knew what to do.

   Dan almost groaned out loud as his son started working on his dick. 
First he licked the shaft thoroughly.  When he got to the head he put his
lips tight against the piss hole and sucked all the precum out of it.  Then
his son's face shot forward and the dick suddenly disappeared.

   "Holy shit," Dan whispered in surprise as his son deep throated him.

   Dan wasn't sure why he was so surprised.  The DVD had contained plenty
of video footage showing his son deep throating an even bigger dick than
his.  Still, it was one thing to see it on a video and another to witness
it in person.

   "They turned you into a full fledge homo," Dan growled in anger as he
watched his son start to bob back and forth on his dick.

   Dan wasn't sure where the anger suddenly came from.  He wasn't
necessarily upset about some stranger turning his son into a fag.  He
seemed mainly upset that his son had let the guy do it.  And in a way,
watching his son eagerly suck his dick turned Dan's stomach a little.

   This thought process of course didn't make much sense considering Dan
had planned to basically rape his son over and over again until he became a
somewhat willing participant like he currently was.  However, all Dan was
really seeing now was the end result, not all the whippings and such that
lead up to this point.  Dan wondered if he would have still felt such anger
toward his son had he indeed witnessed all these in between activities.

   After thinking about it Dan shrugged it off as just one of those
paradoxes in life that you often run across.  Like wanting a wife that is
an innocent virgin angel, yet is a nympho willing to do some of the
nastiest things in the sack.

   In the end, all that really mattered was the feel of his son's tight
warm throat massaging his hard dick.  And that feeling was very good. 
Extremely good.  It was one of the best blowjobs Dan had ever gotten.

   "Swallow that load faggot," Dan grunted as he started to unload in his
son's throat.

   Danny swallowed the load without even blinking an eye.  After the last
several weeks, swallowing a load of cum was child's play for the boy.

   It took Dan almost a full minute to finish his climax.  His son had done
such a good job that Dan almost complimented the boy.  But he could still
feel too much disgust for him.

   "You got what you wanted, now get off me," Dan told his son as he pushed
the boy's head away and walked out of the bathroom.

   Danny just sat in the tub and began to cry.  While Danny was upset about
what he had been made to do, he was even more confused by his father's
reactions.  Danny was sure he had done a good job, so why was his dad so
upset?  Sometimes when his dad drank too much he would get upset about
silly things, but Danny was pretty sure his father wasn't drunk right now.

   Danny tried not to worry about it too much.  If there was one thing that
he learned during his captivity it was that not everything that happens in
life makes sense.  He also learned that it wasn't his job to try to make
things make sense either.  His job was to do what he was told, nothing more
and certainly nothing less.

   3.

   Dan sat on the couch watching TV for over an hour despite the fact that
there wasn't anything good on except cartoons.  He wasn't watching the TV
that much though.  He mainly watched his daughter's ass as she laid on the
floor.

   Dan could tell that his presence made his daughter uncomfortable. 
Especially considering he hadn't even bothered to tuck his dick back into
his shorts.

   Susan had been on the couch when he entered the room but when he sat
down she blushed and quickly went to the floor.  Dan knew she probably
wanted to leave the room.  However, she knew he would just follow her if
she did.  Especially if she went to her bedroom.

   The living room was the closest thing she had to a sanctuary in the
house.  Or at least it had been in the past.  The bathroom, bedroom and
about any other semi-private room seemed to always be a prime place for her
father to touch her.  Sure, her father would touch her sometimes when they
were in the living room also, but this was always late at night when Danny
was already in bed.

   Susan wasn't sure why her father seemed to be scared to touch her in
front of Danny.  Especially considering that he touched Danny just as much.
She was always grateful for this fact though.  Back before their abduction,
she would have died of embarrassment had her father touched her with her
brother watching.  This small token of secrecy also helped her and Danny
pretend they didn't know what was going on between their father and each
other.

   A lot has happened since then though.  During their captivity, Susan and
her brother not only seen each other being fondled but even were forced to
do things with each other.  And thanks to the DVD, their father knew all
about it.  Susan got a bad feeling that even the living room wouldn't be a
sanctuary for much longer.  In fact, she was surprised he wasn't already on
the floor touching her or worse.

   The truth was that Susan was absolutely correct.  Her father did plan to
play with the two siblings together.  She didn't know it but Susan owed her
morning of peace to her brother.  Or, more to the point, her brother's
blowjob skills.

   It wasn't like Dan wasn't capable of getting hard again.  In fact, he
was already semi hard.  However, his son's outstanding blowjob had Dan's
mind a bit distracted.  While he planned to play with his son from time to
time, Dan really wanted to focus most of his attention toward Susan.  Not
only was her body well developed, but she was also the one that clearly
deserved the most punishment for running away.  Hell, despite how much his
son hated Dan for touching him, he doubted the boy even wanted to run away.
The kid just didn't have the balls for it.

   That outstanding blowjob he got from his son though was putting a whole
new light on the situation.  Dan kept telling himself that it was such a
shame Danny was a boy and not a girl.  Not that there wasn't plenty he
could do with the boy anyway.  It just wasn't quite as fulfilling as it
would have been had Danny been a girl.

   It was around that one hour mark that Dan then got an idea.  He jumped
up and headed to the bedroom to get changed.  Before reaching his bedroom
he stuck his head in his son's room and told him to get changed as well. 
They were going out for a bit.

   Susan looked on nervously as she watched the two leave.  Their father
seldom ever took them anywhere.  And their father leaving with just one of
them was not a good sign.  She had tried to talk her father into letting
her come along but he had just told her to shut up and not leave the house
while they were gone.  Her father's tone told her that he was already
reverting back to his old self now that the cops were out of the picture.

   The two were gone for almost three hours.  Susan spent most of that time
trying to decide what, if anything, she could do if her father started
touching them again.  She got sick to her stomach when she realized there
really wasn't much she could do.

   Running away was no longer an option.  Even if she could bring herself
to take that chance again she knew Danny would never do so.

   Going to the cops wasn't much of a plan either.  The best scenario in
that event was if they took the two of them away from their father and
maybe locked him up.  On the surface this seemed great.  However, Susan
also knew what happened to the children afterward.  Or at least she had
heard horror stories.  Stories about brothers and sisters being separated.
And even worse stories about those children being sexually abused by their
new parents.

   Susan even had a friend, Debby, in school that was adopted.  While Debby
seemed to be happy with her adoptive parents, the girl confessed to Susan
once that they were not the first family to adopt her.  Susan asked why she
hadn't stayed with the first family but Debby refused to say.  For that
matter, she wouldn't even confirm that it had been just one other family.

   This told Susan that Debby must have had at least 2 prior families and
that something really bad must have happened each time.  Susan and Debby
shared about everything with each other also.  However, Susan could
understand Debby not wanting to share information about being abused. 
Susan kept the same type secret from Debby as well.

   Of course, Susan would gladly take the chance of getting bad adoptive
parents if it was just her.  But it wasn't.  She also had to worry about
Danny.  If they split them up then Danny would be stuck without anyone to
help him.  His mind was in a state right now that he might not even realize
he should be trying to get help.  No, Susan could never live with herself
if her actions resulted in them being split up.

   It was really depressing just thinking about it all.  That is not to say
Susan was completely without hope.  She would be turning 18 in about a year
and a half.  When that happened she could get a job, move out and take
Danny with her.  Their father wouldn't like it but there wouldn't be much
he could do about it.  Not if he wanted to keep the family secrets secret.
The drawback to this plan of course was that it was a very long ways off.
The only bright side, if you could call it that, was that Susan would have
plenty of opportunities to gather photo and other evidence.  While it
wasn't the best of plans, at least it was a plan.

   Susan did consider the possibility that their father had actually
changed.  While this would be fantastic, Susan wasn't going to bet on it.
If he had really changed then she was sure he would have apologized to them
or at least let them know it wasn't going to happen again.  But he hadn't.
Instead, he walks around the house with his dick hanging out of his shorts.

   Susan also noted that her father hadn't tossed out the DVD either.  She
snuck into his room one night and found where he hid it.  She checked just
the other night and it was still there.  It had even moved several inches
which told her he might even be watching it still.  Susan was tempted to
destroy the thing but just couldn't get the courage to do so.  The last
thing she wanted to do was give her father reason to abuse her or Danny.

   Susan was still thinking about this three hours later when Danny and her
father returned.  Danny was the first to enter the house.  He wasn't crying
but he didn't look happy either.  He also had a very red blush on his face.
Susan wanted to ask him what was wrong but he just walked right past her
and to his room.

   Her father entered a few seconds later carrying a few shopping bags. 
Past experience already told her none of the items in the bags were for
her. Therefore, she didn't bother getting up to peak inside them.  She was
curious though what he had bought but he didn't reveal anything there.  He
just went to his own bedroom and closed the door.

   "At least it isn't booze," Susan mumbled to herself.

   Booze was always kept in the kitchen.  Or at least that is where it was
initially stored whenever her father brought some home.  Within a few days,
however, most of the bottles of hard liquor ended up migrating throughout
the house.  Wherever their father passed out was where that night's
particular booze bottle usually stayed.  Sometimes there would be as many
as 5 bottles floating around the house.  Eventually they would be emptied
and tossed out.

   While her father was extremely strict about Susan keeping the house
clean, she was never allowed to touch the booze bottles.  She did keep
close tabs on them though.  Not just where they were but how much was in
them.  She read once that the children of alcoholics often become
alcoholics themselves.  She knew she would never touch the stuff but she
feared Danny might.  But so far it seemed Danny had just as much disgust at
the thought of drinking the stuff as she did.

   Where he took the bags wasn't the only clue though.  A couple of the
bags were from stores she knew only sold clothing.  She wasn't familiar
with the other bags though.  One didn't even have a store name on it.

   With luck, maybe their father bought himself a new outfit.  Something he
could wear for a job interview.  He had a job but it was for only 3 days a
week.  It didn't pay well either.  She was amazed it even earned him enough
to pay for the mortgage and for their father's booze.  Luckily, welfare
provided enough food stamps to keep them from starving to death.

   What her father did was much worse than how much money it brought in. 
Or at least that is how Susan felt.  Her father worked the counter at the
local porn theater/store.  To make matters worse, Susan had found out about
her father's place of employment via a boy at her school.  How the boy
found out Susan didn't know.  Luckily, other than telling Susan, the boy
seemed to have kept his mouth shut about it.  Still, every day when she
would go to school she feared everyone might know about it and make fun of
her.

   Her father had told them that he worked at a store but had never
elaborated further than that.  At first Susan wondered why he didn't just
get a new job if he was so ashamed to tell them about what he did.  But
then she realized that there probably aren't that many jobs out there for
lazy alcoholics.

   Besides, knowing their father, the job probably seemed like a dream come
true.  No one cared if he showed up hung over or even drunk.  He didn't
have to do much other than just sit there and ring things up.  And, he got
to watch and even probably "borrow" as much porn as he wanted.  The more
she thought about it the more the job seemed perfect for him.

   When she heard footsteps, Susan glanced up at the door leading to her
father's bedroom.  She thought for sure he was coming out to model his new
clothes.  When he opened the door though she seen he was stripped down to
his boxers and white T-shirt again.  Her father looked down at her and she
blushed and quickly looked back at the TV.  He had been carrying something
but Susan had only gotten a glimpse of it.  All she made out was that it
was pink and made of cloth.

   Susan looked back her father's direction when she realized he was
opening her brother's room.  She was very concerned he was going to go in
and shut the door.  But he simply tossed whatever he was holding and turned
around and came back into the living room.  He then sat on the couch and
started watching TV.  Or at least Susan hoped he was watching TV and not
her.

   "Come on out here Denise," her father shouted about 10 minutes later.

   Susan glanced back at her father in confusion.  Had her father gone
completely off the deep end?  Who the hell was he talking too?

   A second later her brother's bedroom door cracked open.  At first only
Danny's red face peaked out.  He had this pleading look.  Their father
ignored the look and just growled at him to "get over here".

   Danny looked down at the floor in shame and slowly walked out.  Susan's
eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open in shock when she seen her little
brother walk out wearing a very short one-piece pink sundress.

   "I bet you didn't know you had a little sister," Dan said to Susan with
a laugh.

   The statement didn't require a reply, which was good since Susan was
well beyond the ability to do so.  After all that her and her brother had
been through Susan thought she could handle about anything.  But seeing her
brother wearing a dress had caught her completely off guard.

   She watched in shock as her little brother slowly walked over and sat
next to their father on the couch.

   "Isn't she just adorable?" he asked her.

   Susan hadn't found her voice yet so she just nodded.  It was all she
could think to do.  How her brother looked in the dress hadn't entered her
mind.  Even now it didn't.  All Susan could think about was the fact that
he was wearing it.

   When their father pulled "Denise" up against him, her brother looked
down at Susan with pleading eyes.  Susan knew that look all too well. 
However, there wasn't anything she could do.  Or at least nothing she had
the willpower to do.  So, she turned her head and looked back toward the
TV.

   She might not be able to stop her father, but at least she could give
her brother a little relief by not watching them.  Still, it made her feel
like crap abandoning him like that.

   Susan stared toward the TV but didn't actually watch it.  Not really
anyway.  She mainly looking at the screen hoping to catch glances of
reflections of what was going on behind her.  About the only good
reflections came at commercial breaks when the screen would go black for a
second or two during transitions.

   From what she could tell it didn't look like her father was doing
anything too awful to her brother.  Danny was on the left side and their
father just had his left hand around him.  Susan wasn't sure but it did
look like their father was possibly playing with Danny's left nipple.  Or
at least he was pinching the dress in that area.

   Danny was whimpering a little but Susan couldn't tell if it was from the
possible pinches or just in response to the things their father was
whispering to him.  While he was whispering, their father made sure it was
loud enough that Susan could hear as well.

   While the comments were not that vulgar, they were clearly designed to
embarrassed Danny.  He was talking about how cute "she" was.  He also made
several comments that definitely sounded like sexual innuendos.  Or at
least they sounded that way to Susan.  Like asking Danny if he was going to
be a good girl for Daddy.

   Susan tried her best not to blush as she listened.  Not only did she not
want to give her father the pleasure of knowing his words were bothering
her, but she also didn't want to upset Danny/Denise any further by letting
him know she could hear them.  It wasn't long though and she could feel her
blush spread from her face to her neck and shoulders.

   "Why don't you take your little sister to your room and show her how to
put her makeup on?" Dan said to Susan.

   The comments to Danny had been going on for over 30 minutes and it took
Susan a second to realize that her father was now addressing her instead.

   "What?  No!" Susan protested once she realized what he just asked.

   "You can paint her face up or I can," Dan growled at Susan.  "But if I
do it then I will be painting it with something other than makeup."

   As she thought about that last comment Susan could feel some bile try to
make it's way up her throat.  While her father didn't specify exactly what
he would use to paint Danny's face, she was pretty sure he meant cum.

   Susan gave her father a look of disgust, but didn't say anything. 
Instead she reached out her hand to her "new sister" and guided Denise to
her bedroom.  Susan shut and locked her door the second they got inside. 
Not that the lock provided that much privacy for them.  It was easily
unlocked from the outside with a special key their father had.  Plus, she
knew it would only take one command from her father and she would unlock
the door for him.  The thought of disobeying such an order was unthinkable.
Still, shutting and locking the door sent her father a clear message that
she wanted privacy right now.

   Susan and Danny stood just inside the room looking at the door to see if
their father was going to give them privacy or not.  They stood there for
over a minute before it became clear he didn't plan to watch.

   Susan then hugged Danny to her.  Susan could feel her brother's hard on
through the thin dress.  She didn't blame him for it though.  After all
their training while in captivity, getting a hard on like this was just
natural now for the poor boy.

   "We don't have to do this," Susan whispered to Danny.  "We can run
away."

   Susan knew the comment was a mistake before she even finished saying it.
Danny started shaking his head back and forth frantically.  Susan could
also see the real "Danny" dig an even deeper hiding place inside his mind.
So deep that all she could see right now was the "Slave Danny" or "Denise"
as her father had named this side of her brother.

   "We will stay, we will stay," Susan kept whispering to Danny in order to
calm him down.

   Susan held her new sister like that for several minutes before pulling
away.  She wished she could hold Danny for hours on end but their father
wasn't going to wait forever.  Susan guessed they had maybe 10 to 15
minutes at most before he started yelling for them.

   As she applied makeup to Danny, Susan began to realize that her brother
actually was starting to look like an actual girl.  About the only thing
that ruined the illusion was Danny's hair.  Her brother started surfing a
year ago and talked their father into letting him grow his black hair out
like a lot of the other surfers.  While it still wasn't down to his
shoulders, it was long enough to be a girl's hair.  However, the style was
all wrong.  Some seriously butch girls might wear their hair like his but
most girls wouldn't.

   Susan was tempted to leave the hair alone since their father had only
mentioned makeup.  However, if the hair looked too male then she just knew
their father would do something drastic like try to cut it "properly".  So,
Susan spent a good 5 minutes brushing and styling the hair the best she
could without actually getting the scissors out.

   When she finished, Susan was amazed at how much Danny looked like an
actual girl.  He even looked like a pretty one.  Susan wanted to tell Danny
this but didn't want to warp her brother's mind any more than it already
was.  Besides, she knew her father would comment Danny plenty once he seen
him.

   The siblings spent over 5 minutes in the bedroom just sitting there
doing nothing but stair at Denise's reflection in the mirror.  Danny spent
most of this time in awe of the image he seen.  Susan just found it a nice
break away from their father.

   While it was a nice break, Susan knew they had to get back to their
father soon or he would start to get pissed.  So, she guided her new sister
back toward the living room.

   "Not bad," Dan praised as Danny came into view.

   Susan hated herself for the pride she felt when her father gave the
praise.  The last thing she wanted to be proud of was helping turn her
brother into a girl.

   "Come here girl and give Daddy a kiss," their father ordered.

   Susan took a step toward him thinking he had meant her.  But then she
realized their father's comment had been directed toward Danny.  Susan
scrunched her face up in disgust as their father pulled Danny closer and
gave him a kiss on the lips.

   It was a very short fatherly kiss, but it still turned Susan's stomach.
It also made Danny blush from head to toe.  After the awkward kiss, their
father pulled Danny back to a sitting position next to him on the couch.

   Susan wasn't sure what she should do, so he decided to just go back to
her room.  She felt a little bad about leaving Danny alone with their
father, but with any luck their father might decide to abandon Danny on the
couch and follow Susan into the bedroom.  Susan even left her door cracked
open as an invitation to him.

   Susan felt like a cheap slut as she waited in her room for her father to
come play with her.  However, she also knew she was only doing it to help
save her brother.  Unfortunately, her father didn't take the bate.

   After several minutes, Susan was tempted to go back into the living
room. However, she knew it wouldn't do any good.  It might even make things
worse.  Dressing her brother up like a girl was a clear message from her
father that he planned to use him like one.  And Susan was pretty sure he
would do this whether she was in the room or not.  By giving them a little
privacy it would at least allow her brother to save some dignity.  Still,
just laying there on the bed and doing nothing was not an easy thing to do.
So, she filled her time crying.

   4.

   Like most people, Dan got "bright" ideas almost every day.  And like
most people, he seldom acted on any of them.  The ones he did act on almost
always turned out to not be as "bright" an ideas as he thought they were.

   Therefore, he was a bit surprised when he seen Danny walk out of Susan's
room all dolled up.  While he had hoped that his son would look a lot more
attractive dressed up like a girl, he wasn't 100 percent it would work.  He
was about 90 percent sure when he seen him in the dress.  But it was the
makeup that really convinced him.

   Prior to the makeup his son had looked more like Danny wearing a dress.
A very feminine Danny, but still Danny.  But what walked out of Susan's
room was all Denise.  If he didn't know any better, Dan would have sworn he
was looking at a little girl and not a boy.

   Dan didn't consider himself gay, but his dick definitely got hard when
he seen Danny walk in.  Even the quick kiss hadn't felt that awkward. 
Still, he wasn't sure he would feel comfortable with longer romantic type
kisses.  That said, a longer kiss would make his son feel extremely
embarrassed and uncomfortable.  And for some reason that turned Dan on.

   He almost decided it was something he would experiment with, but then
realized it was just a bit too gay for his tastes.  Still, it would be fun
to see the little faggot embarrassed having to do it.

   While kissing his son seemed gay, having the boy service his dick was
perfectly acceptable.  Dan wasn't sure why it was, it just felt that way.
He didn't even question it really.  In Dan's mind you weren't really gay
unless you kissed or were the one sucking the dick or taking it up your
ass. Or at least it didn't make him feel gay when it was just his dick
getting wet.

   As Dan sat on the couch with Danny, he realized he just had to empty his
nuts into the boy.  The urge to do so surprised even Dan.  He always
planned to do things with his son, but the primary purpose was supposed to
be as a way to empty his nuts whenever Susan wasn't available.

   Yet, here he was about to use his son for the second time today.  And
Susan had been available the first time and was now also.  All he had to do
is get up and walk into her room.  But there was something exciting about
playing with his son instead.  Especially with him dressed up as Denise.

   Dan liked the way it upset and embarrassed not only Danny but Susan as
well.  He also knew that the more interest he showed in Danny, the more
Susan would willingly participate when her turn came.  He liked the idea of
Susan basically whoring herself to him in order to ease her brother's
suffering.

   As he thought about this, Dan raised his left hand up to his son's head
and started pushing it downward.  Danny knew what his father wanted and
didn't put up a struggle.  He did groan in despair though.  He had sucked
his dad's dick earlier in the day without groaning, but that instance had
been a spare of the moment thing.

   However, Danny knew this blowjob was coming over 2 hours ago when they
were at the clothing store and he found out what they were buying.  God,
Danny was embarrassed while they bought the clothes.  His father told the
sales lady that the clothes were not for his son but for a twin sister who
was the same size.  That they were just using Danny as a model since they
were the same size and wanted the items to be a surprise for his sister.

   The cover story didn't relieve much of his embarrassment.  Every time he
came out of the changing room to model a piece, there would be several
random people in the store that would stare at him.  And none of these
people had heard the cover story.

   Some of them looked concerned but most either smiled or laughed when
they seen him.  A couple of the guys even winked at him.  He couldn't tell
if they were just making fun of him by winking or if they actually were
coming on to him.  None approached though thank God.

   Even Danny's fractured mind knew where all of this was leading.  And
what little doubt he might have had quickly disappeared when his father
started calling him Denise.

   Walking out of his bedroom in the dress had been one of the hardest
things he had ever done in his life.  Especially with sis in the room.  He
didn't know why though.  His sister had seen him do much worse things in
the past few months.

   However, all those things had been forced on them.  This was being
forced on him also but it was different.  He wasn't physically restrained
like he had been in the RV.  Even toward the end when they removed most of
his bondage it was still clear he couldn't escape because of the locks on
the doors.

   That wasn't the case now.  He could have gone out his window, run for
the door, you name it.  Hell, for that matter he could have ran off while
they were still in the mall.  But he hadn't done any of those things. 
Instead, he put on the dress like he was ordered, knowing full well what it
would lead up to.

   He knew all of this and he was certain Susan knew as well.  While this
was extremely embarrassing, what really concerned him was the message his
obedience was sending his father.  He was basically telling his father that
he not only was willing to become Denise for him but also accepted all the
duties that the role would entail.

   He wanted to resist, he really did.  But if there was one thing he
learned over the past few months, it was that life was a lot easier, and a
ton less painful, if you just do what you are told.

   Or at least that is how things had worked in the RV.  If you did what
you were told then you ended up doing some very disgusting things. 
However, if you resisted then you were severely punished... and then you
had to do the disgusting things anyway.

   Accepting his fate or not, he still shed a tear as his dad slowly pushed
Danny's head downward.  As his face got close to his father's dick, Danny
could smell it's foul odor.  Danny cleaned the dick with his throat just a
few hours earlier.  However, they didn't have AC in the car and the hot and
humid Florida air clearly made his father's crotch sweat a ton.

   Thick streams of precum were already running down the sides of his dad's
dick, so this was actually the first flavor that hit his taste buds.  While
the thought of drinking precum still grossed Danny out, he had to admit
that when it came to sucking dick it was hardly the worst flavor involved.

   There was an additional salty flavor in the background.  He tasted the
flavor on his dad's dick earlier that morning.  He also tasted a similar
flavor many times on his captor's dick while in the RV.  The salty aspect
was obviously from the sweat.  However, the additional flavor he could only
describe as the taste of a man.  He only ever tasted two men, but he
assumed all had a similar taste.  Though, he couldn't imagine that his own
dick had such a strong flavor to it.

   But then, he hardly considered himself a man.  What man would suck dick,
let alone dress like a girl?  As the dick sunk deep into his throat, Danny
had to admit that the dress and makeup actually gave him a little shelter.
A male sucking a dick was just a faggot.  However, a girl sucking a dick
was perfectly natural.  He tried to hold onto this thought but it was hard
to do.  He knew he was a guy and so did everyone else in the house. 
Despite this, pretending he wasn't one still helped a little.

   His father seemed to be having an easier time pretending than Danny did.
He was whispering all kinds of nasty things to him.  However, every comment
was directed at Denise, his pretend daughter, and not Danny.

   "Be a good girl and suck Daddy's dick."

   "If you keep practicing this then you will find a husband in no time."

   "Take your panties off for Daddy."

   The comments kept coming and coming.  It was the next comment though
that almost made Danny choke on his father's dick.

   "Let's go to the bedroom so I can fuck your pussy."

   At first Danny didn't realize what his father had actually said.  It
didn't fully register until his dad lifted his head off the dick, stood and
walked toward the bedroom.  At first, Danny just sat there and watched his
dad walk away.

   His father was headed toward the master bedroom and for a second Danny
thought about running to his own room and locking the door.  However, when
he stood up he found himself walking toward the master bedroom as well. 
Danny didn't want to follow his dad into the master bedroom, but he just
couldn't stop himself.  It was like he was standing outside his body and
just watching everything happen.

   He wasn't completely numb though.  He could feel the butterflies
swarming in his stomach.  He could feel the warmth of the blush on his
face, neck and shoulders.  He could even feel the cool air hitting the
tears that ran down his cheeks.

   To his complete shame, Danny could also feel the silky smooth fabric of
the dress sliding back and forth on his hard dick.  He remembered hearing
his father tell him to take off his "panties" but didn't remember actually
doing it.  He obviously had though.  Of course, he hadn't actually been
wearing panties, but briefs instead.  They hadn't bought any panties.  His
father had informed him, however, that he would have Susan buy Denise some
the next day.  He prayed that his dad was joking... but something told him
he probably wasn't.

   When Danny entered the bedroom he seen that his father was already
laying on the bed naked.  Danny froze for a moment and reconsidered running
away.  But where exactly would he go?  His father would easily find him
anywhere in the house.  And there was no way in hell he was going to really
run away.  After his abduction, Danny was too scared to go outside by
himself, let alone run off and live on the streets somewhere.

   "Get the fuck in here and ride my dick!" Dan growled when he seen Danny
delay at the door.

   Dan could tell that the boy wasn't broken in as well as he thought.  Or,
possibly the last week of relaxation had given the kid the false idea that
he was no longer a play toy.  Regardless, it wasn't anything a few sessions
with a belt wouldn't fix.  He probably should take the belt to him right
now but he had more urgent needs to take care of.  The belt would have to
wait for his son's next infraction.

   Dan's dick was hard as a rock and sticking straight up by the time Danny
reached the bed.  He was still surprised at how hot his son looked all
dolled up.  The tears made the sight even better.  The only bad part was
that the tears were making Danny's makeup run.  Dan made a mental note to
have Susan buy some water proof makeup tomorrow when she went out to get
her brother some panties.

   The biggest fear Dan had was that his son might enjoy himself too much.
The tears and profuse blushing told him that the boy wasn't.  At the same
time, Dan felt a little offended.  On the DVD Danny looked like he was
almost enjoying himself.  Did his son actually enjoy a stranger's dick over
his own father's?  Dan figured he couldn't have his cake and eat it too. 
Given the choice he would take the tears any day.

   "Leave it on," Dan said when Danny started to take the dress off.

   Dan could tell that Danny was just trying to buy time now.  Seriously,
why would he have had his son put the damn dress on if he wanted it off for
the dirty deed?  It's not like it was a full length dress.  The thing was
the shortest one they sold in the store.  It barely covered Danny's ass
cheeks.

   He could see his son trembling as he climbed up on the bed.  Dan gave
him a slap on the side of his head when the boy tried to mount facing away
from him.

   "That's not how a proper girl mounts a dick," he growled.

   Danny turned around to face his father but didn't look one bit happy
about it.  This turned Dan on even more.  The shame and embarrassment on
his son's face was priceless.  It took all of his willpower not to cum
right there and then.

   Dan wanted to start out slow, but he just couldn't contain himself.  His
son's ass just felt too good.  He grabbed a hold of his hips and used his
own leg muscles to hammer up into Danny's asshole.

   Danny grunted, but it wasn't all that painful for him.  His father had a
big dick, maybe 8.5 inches long and 2.5 inches thick, but it was small in
comparison to the dick his captor had.

   No, the worst part for Danny was having to look down at his father.  He
wanted to stare straight ahead at the wall but knew his father would get
pissed if he did.  He did try focusing on the pillow behind his father's
head but he could still tell his dad was looking right into his eyes.  He
tried to pretend that his dad wasn't looking at him but instead was seeing
Denise.  It was still very embarrassing though.

   Luckily, the fuck was over almost before it began.  The dick sunk up his
ass less than 10 times before his dad started unloading in his bowels.  He
stayed on the dick though until his father told him to get off.

   "Well, get cleaning," his father ordered.

   Danny turned and put the sloppy dick into his mouth without even
thinking about it.  It was second nature for him now.  He sucked at it
until his father pushed him away.  The next procedure Danny had been taught
during his captivity was to reach down and start scooping the cum out of
his own asshole and eating it.  For a split second he almost started to do
it also.  But then he realized that his father might not actually know this
was standard procedure.

   Sure enough, his father didn't say a word.  Danny was greatly relieved.
He hated having to do that.  In time his father might think to make him do
this but for now life would be a tad easier.

   His father pushed him onto his side and scooted up behind him into a
spoon position.  For a second Danny thought his dad was going to fuck him
again already.  But he didn't.  He just spooned up behind him and laid
there with one hand draped over him.

   It wasn't long and he could hear his father snoring behind him.

   Danny tried to convince himself that it was okay to crawl out of the bed
now and go to his own room.  He just knew it wasn't though.  His father
hadn't ordered him to stay in the bed but he knew he would get into serious
trouble if he did leave.  His father would want him there when he woke. 
That way he could slide his dick up his hole and fuck him again.  Then, if
he was lucky, his dad might be done with him for the day.

   Danny ended up laying there silently weeping for over an hour before his
dad finally woke up.  And sure enough, he soon felt his father's hard dick
poking at his ass under the dress.  His father fucked him in this position
for about 20 minutes.

   The fuck itself was not that bad.  Most of it was nice and slow...
almost tender like.  While he didn't have to face his dad this time, Danny
was still humiliated throughout the fuck because his father kept whispering
to him.

   "My little girl has a nice tight pussy."

   "I hope you are on the pill because I'm going to pump a thick load up
you."

   You know, your basic comments every father tells their son while fucking
him up the ass.  He didn't stop whispering until he finally dropped his
load.

   Danny was almost in a full cry by the time his father finished.  Many of
the comments, like the above, were very embarrassing.  However, it wasn't
these that made him cry so hard.  In addition to these type comments his
father had also whispered some of the things he had planned for Denise. 
And some of these things sounded even worse than what his captor put him
through.  Maybe not physically worse, but certainly emotionally.  He prayed
his father was just playing a sick joke on him.  Regardless, Danny did his
best to push the thoughts out of his head.

   5.

   Danny went straight to his room the second his father gave him
permission.  Once inside he shut the door and let the tears flow.  He cried
like that for over an hour before he ran dry.

   It wasn't until the tears stopped that he wished he had visited the
bathroom first.  He had two loads of his father's cum up his ass and it
sickened him.  To make matters worse, he had to keep tightening his asshole
in order to keep it from leaking out.

   To get to the bathroom he would have to go through the living room.  But
his father was in there now.  The last thing he wanted to do was face his
father again.  Not only would it be embarrassing but it might make his dad
horny.  Then Danny would end up with 3 loads up his ass.

   So, Danny ended up holding the cum up his ass for another 2 hours. 
Finally, he heard his father go into his own bedroom mumbling about a
bottle of Jack he couldn't find.  Danny took this opportunity to rush to
the bathroom.

   Not much cum came out though when he sat on the toilet.  He cringed in
disgust when he realized that his body had absorbed most of it.  He had to
pee also, so the trip wasn't a complete waste.

   On his way out Danny glanced into the mirror.  He groaned when he
realized that all of Susan's work on him was ruined.  The makeup had run
and gotten smeared and his hair looked, well, like a girl that had just
gotten fucked.

   He washed the makeup off and combed his hair the best he could.  He then
tried to sneak back to his room.  He didn't make it though.  His father was
back in the living room swigging on a bottle of Jim Beam, which apparently
was a suitable substitute for Jack Daniels.

   His father was a little drunk already, but not enough that he didn't
notice the makeup was gone.  So, he told Danny to go see Susan again.

   Danny of course didn't hesitate in the slightest.  Getting makeup put on
him was tons better than what he was afraid his father might want him to
do. In fact, once he got past some of the embarrassment, having his sister
put the makeup on almost felt relaxing.  Kind of like he was being
pampered. That said, he still didn't like the idea of wearing it.

   Susan had a blush on her face when she opened her door.  Danny guessed
that his sister had probably been masturbating.  He had been doing a lot of
that himself ever since they were released by their captor.  He was ashamed
to admit even to himself that it was Susan that he normally thought of when
he masturbated.  It was hard not too think of her since she was the only
girl he had ever seen naked.  Well, there was that other girl in the RV. 
But that girl had been extremely mean to him.  She had also made him do
some very naughty and disgusting things.  His sister had also, but Danny
knew she only did it because they made her.  He could tell that she really
loved him.

   As he walked in he could make out the faint smell of her arousal.  He
wanted to tell Susan that she didn't need to be embarrassed about
masturbating.  In fact, he wanted to let her know that she didn't need to
masturbate at all.  That he loved her and was willing to take care of her
needs for her if she wished.  But he knew these types of comments would
only make things worse.  So, he just pretended he didn't smell anything and
let her know why he was there.

   "You know, you are going to have to learn how to do this yourself," she
told him.  "Maybe for the next week we do each other's makeup until you get
it down."

   Danny blushed when Susan told him this.  It hadn't really sunk in that
his father intended to make him dress like this almost all the time.  It
also embarrassed him that Susan not only had figured this out but appeared
to already be accepting him as though he was truly her little sister.  He
doubted, however, that she could have adapted this quickly.  It was more
likely that she was just putting on an act to make him feel more
comfortable.

   It wasn't working though.  If anything, her act was making him feel
worse.  He just spent the last few hours in their father's arms as Denise,
he needed his sister to treat him or at least recognize him as Danny.  He
couldn't get angry with her though, she was just trying to help.

   After they finished putting on his makeup, they both laid on the bed and
held each other.  While it wasn't a sexual embrace, Danny did think about
maybe reaching down and playing with his sister's clit.  It would have been
the least he could do after all her help.  But he didn't want to ruin the
moment so he refrained.

   Danny knew that only sisters would ever really hold each other like
this, but he didn't care.  It felt so good being held in love instead of
lust.  They stayed like this for over an hour.  They started hearing their
father grumble about food though and Susan pulled herself away so she could
go fix dinner.

   Without a mother during most of her life, what little Susan knew about
cooking was all self taught.  The prior year, her father had insisted she
take Home Economics but she had lied to him and said the course was filled.
At the time, the way Susan seen it, she was the hardest working person in
the family.  High school was way harder than grade school and her father
didn't even work a full week like she had too.  If they wanted better meals
then they would need to make it themselves.

   Now, however, Susan wished she had taken the course.  She wanted to make
something special for her brother.  She had heard their father take him
into his room and she had a pretty good idea of what happened in there. 
The least she could do was give her brother a decent meal afterward.

   Susan thought about breaking out the cookbook, but she already knew it
was pointless.  They simply didn't have the ingredients to make anything
special.  Hell, they didn't even have the ingredients to make most of the
stuff she did know how to cook.  As she looked through the fridge and
cupboards, all she found was Vodka, cheese, Jack, bread, Jim Beam, butter,
and, um, beer.

   She did find a pizza mix.  Pizza was her brother's favorite but there
wasn't anything to put on it.  So, she decided to make him his second
favorite which was grilled cheese.  Or at least she assumed it was his
second favorite.  It was hard to know for sure since about all they ever
ate was pizza and grilled cheese.

   When she went to pour some drinks Susan remembered there wasn't any
soda. Their father had done the shopping last time and for some reason
bought grapefruit juice instead of soda.  Susan was pretty sure he had
meant to get orange juice for the mixed drinks he likes.  However, he
played it off like he had gotten the grapefruit juice on purpose for just
them.  He also refused to let them buy soda until it was all gone.  There
was a full gallon of the crap also.

   Still, grapefruit juice was still better than water so she poured a
glass for both of them.  Their father would be making his own drink as
usual.  As she thought this, she remembered seeing her father make a mixed
drink that included orange juice and vodka.  Or at least she thought it was
vodka.  She wondered what it would be like to substitute grapefruit juice
instead.

   Susan thought about this as she grilled the sandwiches.  Finally, she
decided to experiment and grabbed the vodka from the cupboard.  She took
one of the glasses of grapefruit juice and poured a quarter of it out and
then filled it with vodka.  She mixed it and then gave it a tasted.  To her
surprise it tasted exactly like grapefruit juice.  There was no alcohol
taste to it at all.

   "So much for that idea," Susan told herself.

   There was no way her father would drink something that didn't taste like
alcohol.  Even if he knew there was tons of alcohol in it.  Her goal had
been to talk him into using the juice and letting them get some soda the
next day.

   Susan went to dump the mixture out when she got an idea.  He might not
drink it, but her brother would.  He of course would never drink it if he
knew there was alcohol in it, but she didn't need to tell him that.

   Susan put the drink on the table where her brother always sat.  As she
finished cooking she kept thinking about the drink.  The thought of her or
her brother drinking alcohol was horrid.  But she knew her brother wasn't
going to last long with their father taking such an interest in him.  She
had no clue if the alcohol would help or not, but she was sure it couldn't
hurt.  Still, it disgusted her that she was secretly feeding her brother
something that both of them so greatly despised.

   Danny laid in the fetal position on Susan's bed trying to get to sleep.
With luck, their father wouldn't think to wake him for dinner.  And even if
he did, the 20 to 30 minutes of sleep would be a sweet vacation from
reality.  He was almost asleep when the smell of grilled cheese snuck under
his sister's door.  Danny tried to force himself to ignore the smell, but
his stomach wouldn't let him.

   Finally, he had no choice but to leave the safety of his sister's
bedroom in order to appease his stomach.  Danny blushed slightly as he
entered the dining room and seen his father sitting at the table already.
Luckily, his father didn't pay him much mind.  He just kept eating.

   Danny sat at his normal spot across the table and started eating as
well. He was about a quarter done with his meal when he realized his sister
wasn't there yet.  He had noticed her missing the second he entered the
dining room.  He assumed she was in the bathroom, but she had been gone
much longer than normal.

   As he continued to eat, Danny noticed his father was grunting from time
to time like he was really enjoying the meal or something.  It wasn't too
loud, just a bit awkward.  It was loud enough to make him look up at his
father a couple times.  Each time his father just winked at him.  This made
Danny quickly drop his eyes back toward his plate.

   To Danny's surprise, the meal seemed to really be making him feel
better. By the time he got half way through with the food and drink he was
feeling almost content.  When he ate the last of the crumbs off his plate
and drank down the last few drops of his juice he was actually rather
happy. Or at least the closest thing to happy he had felt in a very long
time.

   By the end of the meal he found he could even look his father in the eye
without blushing or having to look away.  He was doing this in fact when
his father made a rather odd gesture.  His father looked down toward his
lap and kind of nodded.

   This gesture did bring a blush to Danny's face.  He was pretty sure what
his father wanted him to do.  Surprisingly, Danny wasn't disgusted by the
thought as much as he thought he should be.

   He stared at his father for a moment then swallowed hard and started to
duck under the table.  Danny didn't get far.  When he got a look under the
table cloth he realized that his father wasn't asking him to get under
there and blow him.  He just wanted Danny to see what was going on.

   Danny quickly raised his head back up.  He had a bright red glow on his
face.  It had been a little dark under the table but he had clearly made
out the image of his sister sucking their father's dick.

   The look on his face must have turned their father on because a few
seconds later he started cumming.

   "Here comes your dinner bitch," their father grunted as he put his hands
under the table and grabbed Susan's head.

   Danny sat there in shock for over a minute as he watched their father
grunt and pant.  Finally, he calmed down and leaned back in his chair with
his eyes closed in bliss.  A few seconds later Susan crawled out from under
the table with a very embarrassed look on her face.  She sat there looking
at her plate, too embarrassed to look up at them and too disgusted to
actually eat.

   It was a very awkward moment.  Once he came out of his shock, Danny
quickly got up and headed for his room.  The shock must have cut the blood
off from his head because he felt rather light headed and had a hard time
walking straight.

   Once he got back to his room, Danny chastised himself for not leaving
the table earlier.  He should have left the second he finished eating.  Or,
at least before his sister crawled out from under the table.  He could only
imagine how embarrassed she must have felt.

   When they had first been abducted, everything their captors did to them
had been extremely embarrassing.  However, after a few weeks something as
simple as giving a blowjob seemed routine.  Even Danny didn't get all that
embarrassed when he would suck their master's dick.  He tried to convince
himself that this was no different.  However, it was.  It was very
different.  This was their father's dick.  Plus, they weren't in chains
like before.

   Danny took solace in the fact that his father didn't stay in the dining
room long.  Thus, his sister didn't have to suffer any additional
embarrassment.  She was in there for over 10 minutes before he heard her
collecting the dishes from the table and then washing them.  He hoped that
she had eaten and hadn't spent all that time crying.  He thought about
going in and helping her with the dishes, but figured she would prefer to
be alone.  He knew he would at a time like this.

   Danny spent the rest of the night hiding under the covers praying his
father wouldn't come for him.  It was at least 2 a.m.  when the TV finally
got turned off and the house went quiet.

   Danny held his breath for several long minutes but his father never came
into his room.  For several minutes he thought maybe God had finally
started listening to his prayers.  However, he then heard his father's
voice through the walls.  He was in Susan's room.

   He could hear his father barking orders at Susan.  Danny tried to drown
most of it out by putting his hands tight over his ears, but it didn't do
much good since he already knew what was probably going to happen in there.

   Sure enough, less than a minute later he could hear the distinct sound
of his sister's bed banging against the thin wall between their two rooms.
The banging went on for over 30 minutes and so did his father's vile
comments.  During all of this Danny just rocked back and forth under his
covers crying.

   6.

   Susan woke the next morning to the sound of her father snoring next to
her.  She let out a groan when she went to crawl out of bed.  Her father
was very vicious with her the night before and she was rather sore and
stiff.

   She sat on the edge of the bed for several minutes before she finally
got up.  There wasn't any rush, she knew their father would be asleep for
at least a couple more hours.  That was always the up side of their
father's drinking habits.  If he got wasted then he always slept in the
next day.  She could have put a firecracker in his ass and it probably
wouldn't have woke him up.  If she had a firecracker she probably would
have too.  Especially after the rough fuck he gave her last night.

   Sucking him off under the table had been horrible enough.  But when he
came into her room she thought she was going to die of humiliation.  She
tried to get him to at least go to his room where it would be harder for
Danny to overhear them.  However, their father didn't budge.

   He just dropped his shorts and climbed up on top of her.  He didn't even
make the initial penetration slow.  He just lined his dick up and shoved it
in.  God had that hurt.  Then it was hard thrust after hard thrust.  It was
almost 5 minutes before she felt herself start to lubricate.  Her father of
course started calling her a horny slut once he felt her "arousal".

   Susan had to admit she felt like a slut too.  How could she get aroused
by her father's dick?  Especially the way he was brutally using it on her.
She was completely disgusted with herself when she climaxed about 20
minutes later.

   She wasn't sure if it was her climax or the tears she shed right after,
but apparently it turned her father on enough to have a climax of his own.
This was something she feared he might not be able to do in his drunken
state.  She could just see him pumping into her cunt for hours on end
trying to achieve a climax that would never come.

   Just thinking about it made Susan feel ill.  She slapped her hand over
her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.  She made it to the toilet just in
time.  She knelt there for several minutes before she got the strength to
stand back up.

   Despite just throwing up, Susan was extremely hungry.  But she needed a
nice warm bath even more than food.  So, she locked the door and filled the
tub.  The warm water felt so good that she almost dozed off while soaking
in it.

   Her bath was interrupted by a knock on the door.  It was Danny and he
needed to pee.  It was almost funny to Susan that her brother would bother
knocking.  Prior to their abduction he had never knocked.  Despite her
protests he would just jimmy the broken lock open and come in and do his
thing.  Now, when him seeing her naked felt almost more natural than seeing
her clothed, he knocks.

   Susan did let out a small chuckle when she gave him permission and he
walked in.  He was still wearing the dress and the wrinkles in it made it
clear he had done so all night long.  This isn't what she found funny
though.  In fact, it kind of upset her since it would be her that would
have to clean and iron it later.

   What Susan found funny was how the front of the dress was tented way
out. Her brother had a hard on.  She would have blushed if she thought the
hard on was for her.  But she was pretty sure her brother had what boys so
poetically called a "piss hard on".

   She didn't want to laugh at him but it was hard not too.  He looked so
much like a girl, yet had this obvious hard on under his dress.  She
chuckled again when Danny stood in front of the toilet for a second trying
to decide if he should pee standing up or sitting down.  He finally decided
to do it standing up.  Susan wasn't sure he could have gotten his big hard
dick into the toilet had he sat down anyway.  But she was pretty certain
that he had not taken that into consideration.  He probably decided to
stand because it made him feel more like Danny and not Denise.

   The decision came with a small price though.  He would have to expose
his dick to his sister and piss in front of her.  It was hardly a major
thing though considering all they had done together during the past few
months.

   Still, the proper thing would have been for Susan to close the shower
curtain.  However, she was afraid her brother might interpret it the wrong
way.  He might think she was grossed out by looking at him now.  Sure,
watching him would embarrass him a little, but it would also help ensure he
knew she still loved him.

   And loved him she did.  How could she not?  He was her brother.  She
loved him before they tried to run away and were abducted.  She even loved
him when their abductors made him piss into her mouth and do other nasty
things to her during their captivity.

   If anything, her love for him had grown stronger through all of this. 
And that love sure as hell wasn't going to disappear just because her
father was sexually abusing him and making him pretend he's a girl.

   As she thought about this, Danny's piss came to an end and Susan found
herself reaching toward his dick.

   "God, what am I doing?" Susan thought as she grabbed her brother's cock.

   Danny wasn't wearing any underwear, so at first she played it off like
she was just helping him get all the piss out of his dick so it wouldn't
later drip onto his legs and the floor.  Thirty seconds later, however,
they both knew that her tender massage was way more than just that.

   Danny could taste the sweet cherry flavor of his ruby red lipstick as he
bit his lower lip and slowly turned toward his sister.  When Susan smiled
up at him he stepped forward, closing the 1-foot distance between him and
the bathtub.  A second later he groaned with pleasure as Susan sucked his
dick into her mouth.

   Susan noticed that her brother's dick tasted almost exactly the same as
their father's.  Yet, unlike when she had sucked her father's dick, the
flavor didn't repulse her in the least.  In fact she savored it.

   Even as she engulfed her brother's dick, Susan knew what they were doing
was very wrong.  Yes, they had done much worse things to each other in the
past.  However, all of those times they had been forced to do so.  That
wasn't the case now.

   A proper sister would just hug her brother to show she loved him. 
However, Susan and Danny were not normal siblings.  They had long since
gone beyond hugging.  For her, this was the best way she could think of to
show Danny she truly loved him.  And after last night with her father,
Susan wanted to feel loved also.

   To Susan's surprise, sucking her brother's dick actually did make her
feel loved.  While this had been her goal, she had feared the act would
just leave her feeling hallow and, well, like a slut.  While it did make
her feel like a slut, it was overshadowed by a much stronger feeling of
love.  In fact, this love felt much too strong.  It was this that scared
her more than anything.  This was not the type of love a sister and brother
should share.  It was a special kind of love that was reserved for husbands
and wives and other such lovers.

   Susan knew that Danny felt the same love for her also.  She could tell
by the tender way he made shallow strokes in and out of her mouth.  She
could also see it when she looked up into his eyes.  The two stared into
each other's eyes like that for over 10 minutes.

   It wasn't until now that the two realized there was a difference between
fucking and making love.  And that difference was so vast that neither of
them could believe they hadn't seen it until now.

   It wasn't until Danny reached his climax that their love making resemble
anything near what they had experienced in the past at the hands of their
abductors or their father.  As he started to cum Danny just couldn't hold
back any longer and grabbed his sister's head and started fucking her
throat as deep as he could.  Susan didn't mind and eagerly swallowed his
cum.

   They both blushed moments later when Danny finally pulled his dick from
her mouth.  Susan gave the head of his dick a light kiss and Danny smiled
down at her.  He then turned and left the room.  No words were exchanged...
none were needed.

   7.

   Dan was sitting on the couch watching a porn DVD he borrowed from work
when Susan and Danny got home from the mall.  He had been waiting for over
an hour in preparation to give them a serious whipping for leaving the
house without permission.  It wasn't until he seen the bags that he
remembered telling Susan during his drunken fuck to buy Denise some water
proof makeup and panties.

   As he dug through the bags to approve everything they bought, Dan
struggled to remember exactly when he had given them money for these
purchases.  Finally, he just gave up.  It wasn't uncommon for him to black
out some things when he got as drunk as he had the prior night.  For
example, he remembered only telling Susan to get makeup and panties.  Yet,
there was a nightgown and several other items in the bags.

   The truth was that he hadn't given them any money.  However, what Dan
didn't realize was that there was an unwritten rule in the house that every
time he got extremely drunk, the kids got to keep whatever money was left
in his wallet.

   While this might sound a bit bad on Susan and Danny's part, the truth
was that there seldom was any money in his wallet.  And what little they
found almost always went toward buying school items and food.  And if they
got really lucky they would sometimes find enough to buy socks or other
clothing items.

   This morning their eyes had lit up when they opened his wallet and found
$57.  This was almost more money than what they had when they tried to run
away.  And that had taken them over 3 months to save up.  Seeing this much
in his wallet was almost scary.  But then they realized he had laid off the
booze for over a week after their return.

   They ended up taking two twenties and leaving $17.  There was some
standard interrogation about the money, but Susan had no problem convincing
Dan he had given her the cash the night before, after their little late
night romance session.  Dan knew he often did a lot stupider things than
this, so he just shrugged it off.  Not that he was too happy about being
out $40.

   While he doubted that he would have approved this many purchases had he
been sober, Dan had to admit that he was pleased with most of the items. 
He could feel his dick getting hard as he looked through the items. 
Especially when he got to the panties.  There was a package of 5 panties
that where your standard white.  However, they had bought two additional
pair that were pink with cute little ruffles on them.

   Susan felt bad about getting the pink panties since she knew her father
would get turned on every time he seen them.  However, these panties were
their "get out of jail free card".  Once he seen them he would all but
forget about the $40.  And she was right.

   As it turned out, there was only a couple water proof makeup items Susan
didn't already have.  This left enough money to also buy Danny a couple
tops, a skirt and some socks.  There wasn't enough money for shoes though.
But it wasn't that unusual for a girl Danny's age to wear sneakers.  So,
Susan made sure the socks would look okay with Danny's sneakers, yet still
look a little girlish.

   Of course, Susan could have bought a pound of plutonium and her father
probably wouldn't have noticed.  He was too busy admiring the pink panties.

   "Where's Denise?" Dan growled after admiring the panties for over a
minute.

   Susan and Danny swallowed hard when their father said this.  It was just
something in his tone that made it sound like he was upset that Danny had
not been dressed as Denise when he left the house.  They didn't stick
around for clarification though.  They grabbed the clothes and rushed to
Susan's room.

   Susan felt rather guilty as they transformed Danny back into Denise. 
Susan liked to shop and doing so for a "sister" was new and exciting for
her.  It wasn't until she seen Danny putting the items on that she realized
that the shopping experience must have been a living hell for her brother.

   Sure, Susan made sure she picked items that Danny wouldn't have to
actually try on in the store.  However, it hadn't dawned on her till now
that he must have spent the entire day in fear of the moment when they got
home and their father expected him to wear the stuff.

   "What was I thinking?" Susan thought as she seen her brother put the
items on.

   The stuff she had selected for him were way too sexy.  Well, someone on
the street would think Denise just looked like an innocent girl.  But
looking at this outfit through her father's perverted eyes, Susan knew it
screamed, "fuck me!".

   Susan felt even worse when she suggested Danny wear one of the pink
panties.  If Danny wore the white panties this first time then their dad
would just make him change into the pink ones anyway.  Still, Susan knew
that once he seen the pink panties their dad would probably get hard as a
rock, if he wasn't already.  The blush on her brother's face told her that
Danny was aware of this also.

   To add to his humiliation, Danny's dick got hard as he slipped the
delicate panties on.  Susan noticed the hard on and Danny noticed that she
noticed.  Susan blushed a little herself, but tried to give him a look that
stated she understood... not that she really did.  She really had no clue
why he would get hard at a time like this.  She was also pretty sure Danny
didn't know either.

   On the bright side, with panties now, Danny's hard on wouldn't be as
blatantly noticeable.  Still, for a moment Susan debated pulling her
brother's dick out of the panties and sucking him off again.  She decided
against it though.  If her brother was a little sexually excited then maybe
whatever their father did to him wouldn't feel too bad.  He might even
enjoy it on some small level.

   The thought of her brother enjoying their father's touch almost made
Susan ill.  She was certain Danny probably felt the same way.  However, him
enjoying it a tiny bit was still better than him hating every agonizing
second of it... wasn't it?

   Susan could see Danny shivering with fear and shame as he finally opened
the bedroom door.  Susan stood up but had yet to decide if she should
follow him into the living room or stay in her bedroom.  She was damned
either way.  If she followed then her brother's embarrassment would be much
greater once their father started playing with him.  However, if she stayed
then her brother might think she was abandoning him.  Danny closed the door
behind him though as he walked through, thus making the choice for her. 
Susan loved her brother more at that moment than ever before.

   "There's my girl!" Dan said with a smile.  "Get over here and show me
your new clothes."

   As he walked across the room Danny noticed his father's dick was hard
and sticking out of his shorts already.  Danny blushed but didn't halt.  He
did feel a bit ill though thinking about how he probably would be servicing
that big dick.  Despite his disgust, Danny realized his own dick still
refused to get soft.

   Danny could feel his skin crawl with disgust as his father started
touching him.  His dad went through the motions like he was making sure
everything fit right, but Danny could tell he was really just feeling him
up.

   The touches became a lot more direct after a few seconds.  First, his
hands toyed with his nipples.  Not that there was much to toy with.

   His dad's hands then started to slide downward.  Danny started blushing
profusely as his father's hands got close to discovering his hard dick. 
Right at the last second, however, the hands slid to Danny's side and then
back onto his ass.

   Danny felt on hand reach down and grab the hem of his short skirt and
lift it up from the back.  The other hand started rubbing his ass cheeks.
Danny couldn't tell if his father was getting off on rubbing his ass or if
he was just admiring the ruffles on the new pink panties.

   "So," his father said as he paused.  "I noticed my little girl dressed
herself up like a boy earlier.  I didn't give you permission to do that did
I?"

   "N...no," Danny whispered.

   He was tempted to say "yes" and blame it on one of his father's
blackouts.  However, his father sounded rather sure he hadn't given the
permission.  Danny felt like protesting though.  He WAS a boy, why should
he have to ask to dress like one?  He was smart enough to keep his mouth
shut though.

   Dan smiled when he seen his son start to shiver.  He could tell the boy
knew a punishment was coming his way.  Dan planned to make it a big one
also.  He figured if he punished him hard a few times for somewhat small
infractions then the boy would definitely fall in line and not hesitate to
obey even the most trivial future command.

   As he bent him over his knee, Dan noticed his son's hard dick.  He just
let out a small chuckle.  While it was funny, it also upset Dan a little.
He didn't like the idea of his son enjoying their time together.  Though,
it would give him something extra to tease him about later.

   Dan almost came when he seen his son's ass rise up high over his knee.
His son rubbing up against Dan's hard on didn't help matters either.  He
got himself under control, but just barely.

   After raising the skirt up, Dan just sat there admiring how cute his
son's ass looked.  He rubbed his palm over the soft ruffles a bit then
snaked his fingers under the waistband and pulled the panties down.  God
did his son's ass look inviting.  Of course, he was thinking of it more as
Denise's ass than Danny's.

   Dan rubbed his hand over the smooth bare skin for over a two minute.  He
even slid his middle finger between his son's cheeks and up his asshole a
few times.  His finger came out clean, but he still lowered it to his son's
mouth to be cleaned each time.

   The first spank came unannounced and Dan felt his son almost jump off
his knee.  The hit was hard, but Dan knew he was capable of delivering
significantly harder hits if he wished.  He didn't want to bruise his son's
ass too badly though.  It looked too perfect all milky-white.  He did plan
to turn it a nice cherry red though.

   Dan only waited a second before he landed a hit on the opposite cheek.
Then it was back to the other.  Back and forth he went over and over again.
It wasn't long and he could hear Danny crying his eyes out.

   To prolong the spanking, Dan stopped every 10 hits and rubbed that
smooth ass.  He also let his hand slide down and play with his son's nuts.
"Torture" was probably a better word than "Play".  He would grab a hold of
Danny's nuts and pull them way back until he heard his son starting to moan
in pain.  He would then hold them like that for 30 seconds or so.  While he
held the nuts out like this with one hand he would use his middle finger on
his other to thump them.  Each thump elicited a nice loud grunt from Danny.

   In the next room Susan was crying just as hard.  It took all her
willpower not to rush to her brother's rescue.  Or at least try too.  She
already knew that there wasn't anything she could do.  She did take solace
in the fact that it was a bare hand spanking.

   Susan didn't need to see it to know it was a bare hand spanking.  Over
the last few months she had become rather familiar with the sound different
objects made while hitting soft flesh.  Hand, belt, whip, paddle... every
object made a very distinct sound.  And she knew all the distinct groans
and other sounds Danny made while being hit by each of them.

   Dan was surprised at how much his son could handle.  He seldom spanked
his kids in the past.  But when he did it was seldom more than 20 hits with
a bare hand.  Back then, Danny used to try to escape his lap by that 20th
hit.  However, Dan was now going on the 30th spank and the boy was still
holding his ground.

   He had planned to spank his son till the boy couldn't handle the pain
any more.  However, it was looking like he would have to take the skin off
or do some serious bruising before that happened.  Dan wasn't sure if his
son's new pain threshold was a good or bad thing.

   After thinking about it a little, Dan realized that it only made sense.
The kid was taking a huge dick up his ass on a regular basis.  This was
bound to build his pain resistance.  Hell, he hardly flinched when Dan
forced his cock inside him the other day.

   Dan stopped spanking when he reached 40.  He then went back to rubbing
his hand back and forth on Danny's hot and very red ass.  As he rubbed his
hand back and forth he started wondering about how he might be able to test
his son's pain threshold.  He smiled when he got an idea.

   He reached down to Danny's face and pressed his index finger against his
son's ruby lips.  The boy quickly opened his mouth and sucked it in.  He
let him suck it for a few seconds and then removed it and brought it back
up and sunk it all the way up his asshole.

   Dan fucked his finger back and forth for about a minute then returned it
to his son's mouth.  Only this time he fed him his index and middle finger.
He removed the fingers and brought them up and pressed them deep up his
son's asshole.  This elicited a grunt, but it was clearly just slightly
uncomfortable, not painful.

   Danny groaned in despair when the 2 fingers left his asshole and 3
entered his mouth.  There was no doubt what was coming next.  He didn't
have to wait long either.

   "Ugh!" Danny grunted when the 3 fingers were brutally pushed up his ass.

   Danny began to cry when it came time to remove the 3 fingers.  Sure
enough, a second later his father was forcing 4 fingers into his small
mouth.  Knowing what was coming next, Danny made sure he got plenty of spit
on his father's fingers before they left his mouth.

   The spit helped, but it still hurt when his father forced them into his
asshole.  Danny got fist fucked a few times while he was being held
captive. However, the fists used were no where near as big as his fathers.
He prayed that his father didn't plan to go that far.

   Dan thought about sticking his fist up his son's ass.  However, it felt
insanely tight up his son's ass and he was pretty sure he was bordering on
max capacity.  Any more and Dan feared he might do serious injury.  So, he
contented himself with just 4 fingers.

   He did, however, make sure those fingers got in there nice and deep.  He
not only got the fingers all the way in but even half of his palm.  It was
very tempting to tuck his thumb under and see if it would fit also, but he
dared not go any further.  The last thing he needed was to explain to the
doctors why he was bringing his son in with a torn rectum.

   Dan chuckled a little when he realized he could make his son dance
around in his lap a little whenever he wiggled his fingers.  If he wiggled
his fingers in random directions his son would get goose bumps and shake
and wiggle in his lap.  His son did the same thing whenever Dan moved his
fingers in unison.  However, the boy would also kind of hump at his leg.

   Dan found it very cute to watch.  Or at least he did until he felt
something wet on his bare leg.  He quickly pushed his son off his knee. 
Danny let out a grunt as he fell and the fingers shot out of his asshole.

   "Naughty girl!" Dan chastised his son when he seen the cum on his leg.
"Clean that mess up this instant!"

   Danny blushed when he realized what had happened.  He didn't know why
but he often cums when something big is stuck up his ass.  His captor
always told him it was because his ass clit was being rubbed.  Danny was
sure he was just making that up though.  However, he had to admit that it
did feel like something odd was being rubbed inside there.

   Regardless of what caused it, Danny always hated it when it happened. 
He was completely helpless to prevent it and yet he was almost always
punished or teased in some fashion when it did.  And to make it even worse,
it didn't even feel like a normal climax when the cum came out.  It wasn't
painful, but it wasn't all that pleasurable either.  Not like a normal
climax anyway.

   Danny blushed deeper as he got up on his knees and started to lick the
cum off his father's leg.  As he licked it off, Danny noted that it tasted
extra salty due to all the sweat that had collected between his body and
his father's leg.  He tried to pretend he was only tasting his own sweat,
but he knew at least half of it had seeped out of his father's body as
well.

   "It looks like we have ourselves a small dilemma here," Dan said as his
son finished licking the mess off his leg.  "I want to fuck my little
girl's pussy, but she seems to cum too much when things are put inside
her."

   This comment embarrassed Danny so much that he wanted to cry.  He wanted
to explain to his father that the mess had been completely involuntary. 
But then Danny realized that maybe that was what his father was pointing
out.  Or at least he hoped that his father didn't think he was getting
pleasure out of having his asshole stuffed.

   Dan almost jacked off all over his son as he watched the boy kneel there
staring at the floor in shame.  If he was having this much fun with Danny,
he just knew he would have a ball later in the week when he decided to put
his full attention on Susan.  Right now, however, he planned to have a
little fun with both of them.

   Dan stood and reached down and pulled his son up as well.  He then
turned the boy towards Susan's room and gave him a small nudge.  As they
walked that direction Dan reached down and let his hand rest on the small
of Danny's back.

   There were only two rooms in the direction they were headed.  One was
Susan's and the other Danny's.  Twice Danny tried to veer off toward his
own room but Dan steered him back on course each time.

   When they got there Dan didn't even bother to knock.  He just opened the
door and guided his son inside.  He noted that Susan hadn't bothered to
lock her door.  Just like she hadn't locked it the night before.  He was
pretty sure she was only making herself easily available in order to
protect her brother.

   He knew how much it bothered her that he was playing with the boy.  This
of course was part of the reason he was spending more time with Danny than
her right now.  Another big part was that he had plans for Danny and wanted
to make sure the boy was up for the challenge.  And then there of course
was the fact that Dan simply loved a nice tight hole to stick his dick in.

   "Your little sister needs some help," Dan told Susan as he pushed Danny
onto the bed.  "The little slut seems to cum all over the place when
getting her hole stuffed."

   Susan shot Dan a look of pure hatred, but kept her mouth shut.  It was
bad enough that her father was playing with her brother, but did he have to
tease him also?  Despite how sore she was from the prior night, Susan
almost hoped that her father meant that he planned to fuck her instead. 
Anything to give her brother a small break.

   Her hopes were dashed though when her father grabbed a hand full of her
hair and pushed her head under her brother, who was currently on his hands
and knees.

   "I better not find a fucking drop on the bed when I'm done," her father
growled as he got behind Danny and started forcing his dick inside the
boy's asshole.

   This comment made Susan's anger rise almost to the point of rebellion.
Like her father gave a shit about how clean her bed sheets were.  He was
just making her do this in order to get his jollies and embarrass her and
her brother.  About the only thing that kept Susan from rebelling was that
she knew she would end up doing it anyway.  Plus, any protest from her
would just let her father know he was getting to her.

   So, she got her head under her brother the best she could and sucked his
dick into her mouth.  She tried her best not to stimulate his dick too much
though.  She didn't really mind her brother cumming in her mouth.  However,
she knew that once he came her brother would feel ashamed at doing so while
being fucked by their father.  Odds were that her brother would cum anyway
during the fuck, but hopefully it would be toward the end.  If he came now
then he would probably end up getting hard and cumming a second time before
it was over.  This would probably be more than the boy could handle right
now.

   Dan was utterly amazed when Susan actually went down on her brother.  He
was positive he would have to take a belt to her before she would even
think about complying.  The DVD showed the two doing things with each other
like this but Dan had assumed that they had been beaten in order to get
them to obey.

   He seriously had underestimated the training they had received by their
captor.  Now he was starting to wonder what other things they might have
been trained to do.  Regardless of what they knew how to do, Dan at least
now knew for certain that they were both ready for what he had planned.

   Dan wasn't what most would refer to as a "thinker".  But that was
because no one hardly ever seen him sober.  However, he knew the cops would
be asking his kids some questions before they closed the case, so he had
made sure he stayed sober the week leading up until then.

   Facing jail time can be very sobering... or at least give a person
reason to stay sober for a few days.  He needed to get a feel for the kids
to see if they were going to rat him out.  And if they did, he wanted to
make sure he didn't do something stupid and give them fresh material to
provide the cops.

   By the week's end, however, it became clear to Dan that the last thing
his kids wanted was for the world to know about what they had been through
recently.  Their generic replies to the cops only confirmed this.

   This, however, wasn't all Dan thought about during his week off the
bottle.  He also hashed out several plans for his kids.  If these plans
worked, he not only would further his kids' training but maybe make a nice
buck in the process.

   Right now, however, Dan was focused more on busting his nut up his son's
asshole.  He was still impressed at how much dick the kid could take.  Dan
wasn't taking it slow and easy on him either.  Once he got all the way in
he grabbed the kid's hips and started a nice brisk pace.

   Dan did slow down a few times.  However, this was more for his pleasure
than his son's comfort.  Dan liked to slow down like this every once and a
while so he could watch his dick slide in and out.  It looked so hot
watching his big dick push it's way into that tight hole.

   It looked equally hot watching it slide out.  Each time he pulled his
dick out it would tug at his son's ass ring.  His son's asshole would
pucker almost like it was about to turn inside out.  Then, it would be time
to push everything right back in.

   Dan also found his son made lots of sweet sounds whenever he sped up or
slowed down the fuck.  Dan did about 1 minute of fast fucking, then 20
seconds of slow thrusts.  Then, it was right back to fast fucking.

   Dan went back and forth like this for over 15 minutes.  He wished he
could last longer but his son's ass just felt too good.  Knowing his
daughter was under there sucking her brother's leaking dick made it even
harder to hold back his climax.

   He had planned to do something fancy for the finish; like pulling out
and cumming on both of their faces at the same time.  However, the climax
was just too strong.  Instead, he just tightened his grip on his son's hips
and started brutally fucking as hard as he could.  The sound of his pelvis
slapping his son's ass cheeks was almost as loud as his bare hand had been
earlier when he spanked him.  He was sure that this new perverse spanking
was probably causing his son lots of pain, but this only drove Dan's climax
higher.

   Dan finally buried his dick one last time and held it in deep as he
unloaded a torrent of cum.  He had such a death grip on his son's hips that
he was sure there would probably be bruises there by the end of the day. 
He didn't care though.  All that mattered right now was the nut he was
shooting up his son's ass.

   The climax was so strong that for a second Dan's vision blurred and he
got a little dizzy.  It had been a long time since he had experienced a
climax this strong.  He held his dick deep in his son's ass for over a
minute as he caught his breath.

   Finally, however, the ecstasy came to an end and he was just left with
the disgust he felt for his son for allowing Dan to fuck him without
putting up more of a fight.  Dan felt like just walking out of the room,
but the thought of his son's disgusting ass juices on his dick repulsed
him. So, he pulled Susan's head out from under his son and shoved his own
cock deep into her throat.

   Dan fucked Susan's throat for about a minute then pushed her away,
turned, and walked out.  Susan and Danny huddled there and cried.  As they
cried, Susan reached over and pulled Danny into her arms.

   8.

   Thank God it's Friday.

   In the past, this was always a common thought in Danny and Susan's head.
Their father worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights at the porn store.
This always meant a nice break away from their father.

   These precious days were not without their price though.  Especially now
that he was doing more than just fondling them.  Yes, they got about 6
hours of peace.  However, they also knew their father was spending most of
those 6 hours watching porn.  So, there was absolutely no doubt in their
minds that when he got home he would be taking one, if not both of them, to
his room for some "playtime".

   With this in mind, that night's "free time" was no where near as
pleasurable as it used to be.  Both of them spent most of their time in the
living room watching TV and trying to forget their impending doom.

   Unlike before their captivity, the two siblings didn't fight over what
channel they watched.  They just turned the TV on and picked a show at
random.  As they watched, Susan sat on the couch with Danny laying next to
her with his head in her lap.  She softly ran her fingers through his long
black hair, hoping that it might calm him down.

   As she sat there, Susan spent more time looking down at her little
brother than she did at the TV.  She felt so sorry for him.  Their captors
had been extra rough on her brother and now her father seemed to be doing
the exact same thing.  The boy was so scared that even now he couldn't
bring himself to remove the dress or makeup their father had ordered him to
wear.

   What really pained Susan was that she was his big sister.  She was
supposed to be protecting him.  However, instead of protecting him she
found herself even helping their father abuse him by picking out clothes
and putting makeup on Danny.

   She had a ton of excuses why she obeyed her father, but she just knew
the real reason was that she was too scared not too.  She had tried to
disobey during her captivity and all it ever got her was severe
punishments. Just the thought of going through another punishment session
almost made her piss herself in fright.

   Still, Susan felt she should do something to help her brother.  At first
she thought about having sex with him.  However, she just didn't know if
that was the right thing to do.  It would show him that he was loved. 
However, by making the siblings play together earlier that day, their
father had tainted that love, or at least this method of expressing it. 
Maybe if they were not made to play with each other again for several days
then it wouldn't be so soiled.

   Another idea was to maybe invite Debby for a sleep over.  This would
make it a lot harder for their father to play with her or Danny.  However,
it would also significantly increase the odds that their father would go
after Danny and not her.  No, this definitely sent the wrong message to
Danny.

   Plus, Susan would just die if their father got drunk and made too much
noise while fucking her brother.  Or if their father made Danny continue to
wear the dress and makeup while Debby was there.  Debby was a good friend
but Susan knew she would freak.  If Debby didn't go to the cops then she
surely would stop being Susan's friend.  Susan found neither outcome
acceptable.

   "Am I gay?"

   The comment had come while Susan was deep in thought.  It took a second
to sink in exactly what her brother was asking while he looked up at her.
Tears came to her eyes and Susan bent over and kissed her brother on the
forehead.  She then moved her lips and gave him a kiss on the lips.  The
kiss only lasted 20 seconds, but it was still much longer than a brother
and sister should ever kiss.

   Susan knew the kiss was too long.  However, she had to send him a
message.  She doubted he understood the message though since even she
wasn't sure what she was trying to relay.  She did know, however, that it
didn't answer his question.  To be honest, she didn't know the answer.  He
was made to do gay things and she had noticed he even climaxed sometimes
while doing them.  But did that necessarily make him gay... it's not like
he wanted to do them.

   Luckily, Danny wasn't persistent about getting an answer and turned his
head back toward the TV.  Susan guessed that if she couldn't answer him
instantly then he probably didn't want to hear the answer.

   Susan sent her brother to his room when it was time for their father to
return from work.  Susan wanted to go hide in her own room as well.  But as
protector it was her job to face the lion.  So, Susan stood her ground.

   Their father returned home at almost the exact same time every week. 
When that time neared she looked in on her brother one last time to make
sure he was in bed.  She then returned to the living room and stripped down
to her underwear.

   Susan felt like a slut as she removed her clothes.  Even a whore
wouldn't prepare themselves for their own father like this.  She felt even
more disgusted with herself when she started testing different poses.  Her
goal of course was to entice her father into playing with her and not her
brother.

   The best pose she came up with for this purpose was with her kneeling on
the floor with her face and shoulders bent forward on the couch.  She also
clasped her hands behind her back.  As icing on the cake, she had folded a
belt and placed it on the small of her back just below her hands.

   She just knew her father wouldn't be able to resist a pose like this. 
Especially with that belt there.  He could tie her hands with the belt.  He
could even whip her with it, lightly she hoped.

   The position also provided access to all her holes.  He could pull her
panties down and fuck her ass or cunt.  He could also sit on the couch and
pull her face into his lap.

   Yes, it was the perfect pose.  However, after she got into the position
she found she just couldn't stay like that.  Not for her own father.  It
would not only make her feel like a total slut, but it would also let her
father know she was willing to do anything to protect her brother.  True or
not, she just couldn't give her father that knowledge.

   Instead, Susan decided to take a less obvious pose.  She took her
clothes into her bedroom and grabbed a thin cover.  She then laid on the
couch and covered her lower body.  When she heard her father at the door
she would close her eyes and it would look like she had fallen asleep
watching TV and that the cover had just gotten pushed down to her waist by
accident.

   The more she thought about it, the more she realized this pose would
probably turn her father on more than the prior one.  He would take greater
pleasure in playing with her if he didn't think that was her goal.

   She had barely gotten into position when she heard their father's car
drive up.  As she heard her father walking to the front door, Susan closed
her eyes and tried her best not to blush in embarrassment.  There was a
rattling of keys and then the distinct sound of the front lock being
undone. Susan swallowed hard as she heard the front door finally open and
their father step in.

   "Nice."

   Susan's eyes shot open immediately.  That wasn't her father's voice. 
When she looked up she seen her father standing there with a guy she had
never seen before.  She jumped off the couch and ran to her room.  She was
so startled that she had even forgotten to bring the cover with her.  It
wasn't until she got her door shut that she realized that she had given
them a good look at her ass and panties.  To make it worse, she was wearing
a thong.

   As Susan caught her breath she started wondering who this male visitor
was.  She had only gotten a quick look at him.  He looked like he was in
his late 40s or early 50s.  Other than that, all she remembered was that he
was wearing a nice suit but still looked kind of sleazy.  He was dressed a
little too good, but Susan still wondered if this was one of the customers
from the porn shop.  She knew her father was friends with several of the
customers and even played poker with them each week.

   However, she never actually met any of them because they never came to
their house.  She only knew about them from hearing their father talk on
the phone.  So, if this was one of his friends then why was he here? 
Especially this late at night.

   Susan was getting a very bad feeling about this.  It got worse when she
heard her father holler for "Denise" to come to the living room.  Susan
tiptoed to her door and put her ear against it, but the TV was too loud and
she had trouble hearing what they were saying.

   Unknown to Susan, the name of the person in the next room was Lou and he
wasn't one of her father's customers.  He wasn't even a friend.  Not
really. A better designation would be business associate.  Lou liked to
think of himself as an independent film maker.  Not that this was what he
put on his tax returns.  The films Lou made were not exactly "on the
books".

   Tax evasion was the least of his infractions.  It was illegal to make or
sell any of his products.  The films ranged anywhere from child pornography
to rape, torture... you name it.

   Lou had a ton of rich clientele.  However, he wasn't above selling to
the general public as well.  A buck was a buck.  That was where people like
Dan came in.  Lou provided the DVDs and people like Dan sold them under the
counter.  It was as simple as that.

   Tonight was the first time they had actually met in person.  Lou wasn't
an idiot, he never delivered his own product.  He had middle men he paid to
take those risks.  Besides, he had "distributors" in 5 states now.  He
would be on the road 24/7 if he tried to deliver everything himself.

   "She's a cute one alright," Lou said when Danny walked into the living
room dressed as Denise.

   Lou didn't even hesitate, he walked right up to the boy and started
inspecting him.  At first he just walked around Danny admiring how much the
boy actually looked like a girl.  The makeup and dress was so convincing
that he thought maybe Danny actually was a girl.  There was an easy way to
solve that mystery though, so Lou knelt down and lifted the front of
Danny's skirt.

   "Very nice," Lou said.

   Lou was commenting on more than just the pink underwear.  The boy's dick
was a very nice size for such a young boy.  He guessed it was at least 7
inches.  It was so big that about 3 inches were sticking out the top of the
panties.

   Most of all, Lou liked how embarrassed the boy seemed, yet still managed
to have a hard on.  This kid would be a gold mine if that dick stayed hard
on camera also.  Most young boys in his movies seldom ever got hard.  This
was okay in many scenes where the boys were just being fucked or abused in
some other fashion.

   However, it did become a pain when they did scenes where the boys were
supposed to actually be "enjoying" themselves.  Luckily, they didn't do too
many of these type scenes.

   While many of his clients didn't mind a flaccid dick on the boys, Lou
knew they would pay a lot extra for a film showing a boy sporting a hard on
throughout a film.  Especially when the dick was as big as this one and on
a boy that was so cute.

   "I'll give you $300 total," Lou offered.

   "What?!" Dan protested.  "Three hundred for a full week?  I need at
least $1,500."

   Dan knew he wasn't getting $1,500.  It was just his first counter offer.
He thought about opening at $2,000 but didn't want to upset Lou too much.
After all, they guy had been lining Dan's pockets with money for the past
two years.

   Still, $300 was a major insult on Lou's part.  It's not like Dan didn't
know how much money the guy made off the DVDs.  The stuff Dan sold for Lou
went for $100 to $150 a DVD.  From speaking to the delivery guy, Dan also
knew that Lou had possibly a hundred distributors across several states. 
Just one video of his son would probably bring in close to $100,000. 
Granted, Lou had lots of costs.  He had to pay for camera men, adult
actors, delivery men, etc.

   "Hmm, $600," Lou countered.

   "I can come down to maybe $1,300," Dan replied.

   "I'll give you $900 but not a penny more," Lou finally said after a
minute.

   "Come on Lou, I was expecting at least $1,200," Dan protested.  "I could
probably make $900 by creating my own film and selling it."

   Lou couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this.  He seldom ever dealt
with parents or guardians of the kids he used.  Normally he just kidnapped
the children.  However, on those rare occasions that he did run across a
parent trying to pimp their kids out, they almost always used this same
argument Dan just had.

   It was funny to Lou because the argument was pointless.  If they had the
ability, and the balls, to make their own video and sell it then they
wouldn't have come to Lou in the first place.  However, there were a
thousand ways someone could get caught trying to sell a video they made
using their own kids.  They all knew it also.

   Lou knew that just because Dan had experience selling black market DVDs
didn't mean the guy was stupid enough to actually try to sell one featuring
his own kid.  If Dan got caught selling one of the other DVDs the cops
would probably offer him some kind of deal for turning evidence on one of
Lou's distributors.  Lou's distribution system was set up such that the
cops wouldn't get much more than the distributor.  Still, it would probably
be enough to get Dan off the hook or just a slap on the wrist.  However, if
the DVDs contained his own kid then Dan would be seeing some serious jail
time.

   Still, Dan was technically part of his "organization".  Therefore, he
felt obligated to sweeten the pot a little.  He couldn't give in right
away, so Lou started inspecting Danny a little closer.  He tweaked the
boy's nipples through the thin dress material, he had Danny open his mouth
in order to check out his teeth, and he lifted the back of the dress to get
a better look at his ass.  He even pulled the panties down and spread the
boy's ass cheeks in order to see how cute his butt hole might be.

   "How about $1,000?" Lou said.  "Before you answer, I'll also toss in a
free copy of the DVD and a couple other small things you might like."

   "What other things?" Dan asked.

   "Well, knowledge for one," Lou said.  "I've learned a lot over the
years. For example, I could tell you how to make his nipples bigger without
having to use drugs that would make him actually grow tits.  Or, if you do
want him to have tits, I can have my delivery guy supply you with the drugs
needed.  At a discount price of course."

   The fact that Dan had dressed the boy up as a girl had not been lost on
Lou.  Lou knew Dan's type very well.  He doubted that the guy would want
the boy to have actual tits.  That would be pretty hard to explain to
people.  However, larger than normal nipples could be hidden and even
passed off as an odd genetic trait.  And it was a simple thing to
accomplish.  Too simple in fact.  Lou needed to offer more if he didn't
want Dan to feel cheated.

   "I bet she has been having trouble controlling herself," Lou said with a
smile as he lifted the front of Danny's skirt again and started massaging
the boy's hard dick.  "I could toss in a small device that would help train
her.  It might not prevent her from cumming but it sure as hell will make
her think twice."

   The device, and the knowledge Lou offered really wasn't that much, but
he could already tell by the look in Dan's eyes that the guy was going to
go for it.  So, Lou stopped putting stuff on the table and waited for Dan's
reply.

   "Okay, but you don't distribute it in Florida," Dan said.

   "Deal," Lou quickly replied.

   Lou of course wouldn't honor the distribution clause of their agreement.
Sure, he wouldn't distribute it in the local area, not that he had that
many distribution points in this area anyway.  However, he could distribute
the video in the southern part of the state and Dan would never know.

   "Also, no permanent damage," Dan added.

   Lou frowned, he hated when people continued to negotiate after a deal
was supposedly already complete.  However, Dan stopped at that one
requirement.  And, it was a reasonable request from a father.

   "Define `permanent damage'," Lou said after a moment.

   Lou was pretty sure Dan just meant no visible scars or burn marks. 
However, he wanted to make absolute sure.  Some of the videos Lou made did
leave some somewhat long term marks like cuts from whips or piercing holes.
It wasn't too uncommon for one of the younger kids like Danny to also
experience a broken finger, arm or leg.  These breaks were seldom on
purpose of course, but accidents did happen.

   As they discussed this, Dan poured both of them a drink and they sat on
the couch.  Before they got too far into it, Dan snapped his fingers at
Danny and had the boy come over to the couch and kneel down in front of
Lou.

   Lou didn't even look down at Danny.  He just spread his legs to give the
boy easier access and kept talking to Dan like nothing out of the norm was
happening.  Of course, having a young kid suck his dick wasn't out of the
norm for Lou.  Lou never acted in any of his own films, but that didn't
mean he never got his dick wet in any of the children.

   Danny's mind was a blur during most of all of this.  He had been light
headed ever since his father called him into the room.  He couldn't believe
his father would show him off to a stranger.  Danny's shock and
embarrassment became 100 fold when the guy walked over and started touching
him.

   He was so shocked that he didn't even register most of what they said.
And what little he did actually hear didn't make much sense.  All he knew
for sure was that they seemed to be talking about him and not too him. 
That is until his father had him come over and kneel in front of the
stranger.

   Danny blushed deeper, but he didn't hesitate to do what was expected of
him.  When the stranger parted his legs, Danny shuffled between them on his
knees, undid the guy's pants and pulled his dick out.

   Danny was pleased when he seen the guy's dick wasn't all that big.  It
wasn't even bigger than his own.  The dick was maybe 7 inches long and 1.5
inches thick.  Danny had no problem sucking it right into his throat.

   That said, sucking the guy's dick seemed a little odd to Danny.  The guy
was hard and even leaking precum already, but he seemed more interested in
talking to his father than he did cumming in Danny's mouth.  He didn't even
grab the back of Danny's head.

   Without a hand to guide him, Danny just took his best guess at what
rhythm he should set.  He wanted to start out very fast in order to get it
all over with quicker.  However, his captor had taught him the best
blowjobs are when you start out slow and build up speed.  Danny wasn't sure
what might be at stake, so he decided to give the best blowjob he could.

   As the blowjob went on, Danny realized that it apparently didn't matter
how good the blowjob was.  The guy just kept on talking to his dad like
nothing was going on.  He didn't even bother to let out a moan or two. 
Hell, the guy was even mid sentence when he came in Danny's mouth.  And
even then he didn't stop talking... not even for a second.

   Danny hated when his captor or father talked to him while he was sucking
them.  Their comments always embarrassed him.  However, the way this guy
completely ignored his actions made Danny feel even worse.  It made him
feel almost like the guy was treating him like an inanimate object or
something.  This also scared Danny.  He got the feeling this guy could do
about anything to him without a guilt or care in the world.

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story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such
activities in real life.  Also, I do not recommend that you try duplicating
anything mentioned in my stories; even if you are doing them legally.  I
try to keep most of the activities semi realistic, however, many of these
things can and probably would cause severe damage. 
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