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The family prepares for her homecoming for the holidays and it's a family reunion none of them will ever forget, and none of them will be the same afterwards. (Mdom/FMffm, nc, rp, oral, anal, inc, ws, scat) *** Chapter 14: SISSY, THE TWIN SISTER Part I: "Piss Drunk" December 2008 Luke had already been wildly exultant about finding this hot rich white family to sexually enslave and their isolated, luxurious estate to take over. He had taken over their home and their lives nearly two months ago and everything was running smoothly. The curvaceous mother, Wendy, had been completely turned out into a completely submissive slut for big, black cock. There was NOTHING she wouldn't do for Luke's big dick and she begged for it like a crack-whore needing her next hit if Luke didn't fuck her at least once a day. She was so hungry for Luke's cocksauce that she willingly - GREEDILY - sucked and licked his spooge from Missy's sloppy pussy, reaching in with her tongue and scooping out great gobs of it and swallowing it right down straight from her own daughter's pussy. She liked to tell Missy it was the only birth control Luke allowed (which was true), but it was REALLY because she was so desperate for the taste of his sweet, thick cum that she'd even eat it from her own teen daughter's freshly-fucked twat! Missy didn't mind, of course, as long as she got to rub one out on her mother's voracious lips and tongue, often pissing down her throat as she came in her Mommy's mouth. The husband, Chuck, had been punked out from day one and cuckolded several times a day. He was always forced to watch while Luke ravaged his wife and children, often tied up and squatting over a huge black dildo that would be forced further and further up his ass as his legs gave out during Luke's marathon rape sessions. Invariably, he would shoot his piddly little sissy load when he bottomed out on the oversized silicone phallus. When Luke would finish with his wife, he'd order Chuck to clean her up, sucking all of Luke's thick spunk from her various gaping holes, licking up any stray ropes of jizz that fell onto her face and tits and ass. Wendy loved to watch her sissy hubby eating Luke's manly cum from her and often fingered herself to another orgasm while she sat on Chuck's face and shat Luke's copious deposit down Chuck's gobbling gullet. Missy was the biggest transformation. Where only two months ago she had been a "good girl", a sweet, innocent petite light blonde with the pretty face of an angel... now she had metamorphed into one of the kinkiest, nastiest, downright freakiest bitches Luke had ever known. And she had a mean streak running through her that sometimes even surprised Luke! The only problem was Butch. No matter how many times Luke put him in his place, no matter how many times Luke punked his faggot ass out, he kept resisting, kept fighting. So, for now, he was locked in the basement. At least until he came around and accepted his fate. There was no doubt about it - he had it fuckin' MADE, Luke thought as he sat on the couch watching his Eagles beating the Browns, a bodaciaous blonde slave on one side holding his beer and her kinky, petite daughter on the other side holding her dad's head all the way down to the root on his big, fat dick - choking and gagging him. But when Missy leaned in and whispered in Luke's ear that she her identical twin sister was due home the next day, he thought he really must have hit the jackpot and came immediately down Chuck's throat. Chuck gurgled it down desperately, gagging and retching around the gargantuan pole sunk deep down his throat, throbbing and jerking with each ample expulsion of gonad gunk shooting into his belly. Luke turned to Wendy ordered her to tell him all about the twin sister. It turned out Sissy was due to come home from Bible Camp for Christmas break! Apparently, she had been caught masturbating in the bathtub by Wendy and the parents sent her away for the summer to strengthen her moral fiber. Luke smiled broadly, but as he finished shooting his wad down Chuck's throat, he grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up - only about 5 or 6 inches, leaving the majority of his fat snake buried in the fag-father's gullet. "YO, father-knows-best, how come you never TOLD me about little Sissy?!" Luke demanded, "Did you really think you could protect her from me?!!" Tears welled in Chuck's eyes and he shook his head, trying to vocalize a "NO!" around Luke's cock, but only ended up giving it a hummer that made it twitch inside his throat. "You know what, Cuck?" Luke had called Chuck all sorts of demeaning nick-names, but the worst was when he told him he was going to legally change his name from Chuck to Cuck, "I don't fuckin' believe you!" Luke turned to Wendy, "yo, bitch, how many of these have I drunk so far?" he indicated the bottle of beer in her hand. She looked over at the table and counted at least 9 beers. "I think this is your tenth, Master," Wendy replied meekly. "Good," Luke turned his attention back to Chuck the Cuck, "now you listen up. I got a MONSTER fuckin' piss buildin' up in me from these beers and there ain't no way I'm gonna miss the end of this game by takin' a piss break. So you're gonna guzzle down every FUCKIN' DROP like a good fuckin' fagboy toilet and maybe, MAYBE I won't whup your ass with my belt for tryin' to hide your cute little Sissy from me, GOT IT?!!" Chuck openly wept, but made no move to escape his situation. He nodded in compliance. "Hit me," Luke ordered Wendy and she brought the 10th, half-empty bottle to Luke's lips. Luke concentrated on the game again as he simultaneously drained the beer and drained his bladder down Chuck's rapidly-swallowing esophagus. Chuck chugged Luke's strong piss stream diligently. An hour later when the last drops of Luke's 10 recycled beers drained down the conquered cuckold's throat, Chuck realized he actually felt a bit tipsy! Since Chuck had never been an alcohol drinker, he actually had gotten drunk off of the excess waste alcohol in Luke's piss. When Luke finally pulled his fat dick out of Chuck's mouth, drool ran down his chest and his jaw refused to close - sore and slack from the hours of stretching. He looked down and saw his own dried cum on his thighs. He'd long ago bottomed-out on the obscenely large rubber donkey dong planted under in his ass. He thought his ordeal was finally over as the football game should have ended by now - but he heard the sounds of football going and turned to look at the TV to see if maybe they were in overtime. To his dismay, he saw that Luke had started ANOTHER one, and it was only the first quarter. "Hey, pissboy!" Luke barked to get Chuck's attention back, "make yourself fuckin' useful and go get some more beers! There's three more games on today!" Chuck groaned and obediently rose up on shakey legs, unimpaling himself from the giant faux black cock. The wet, sickly squelching sound of his asshole releasing the rubber monstrosity made Missy giggle. When he got to his feet, he felt dizzy and nearly lost his balance. Missy noticed his wobbly gait as he slowly trod away and squealed. "Oh my FUCKING GOD!" she declared with perverse glee, "The stupid faggot is actually DRUNK on your PISS!" Luke and Wendy cracked up at this and Chuck flushed in embarrassment and hung his head even lower in shame as he went into the kitchen, defeated and emasculated beyond comprehension. He opened the refrigerator, now filled with Luke's favorite foods and drinks with hardly any space left for Chuck and his family. Chuck grabbed four more of the extra-large 24 oz bottles of Heineken from the case and closed the fridge. Drunkenly he slowly slogged back to the living room like a doomed man walking to his own execution. Chuck had no idea how Luke could drink so much and not seem drunk. Of course, by the end of the night, Luke was noticeably drunk (but somehow it didn't affect his sexual prowess one bit!). Turned out Luke was an angry drunk, especially after a bad call by a ref cost one of his favorite teams the game. He threw a genuinely scary fit and took out his anger on poor Butch, manhandling and ass-raping him all across the living room floor, leaving him with rug burns, choke marks and a swollen, sore ass dripping thick gobs of shitty jizz from a gaping, twitching hole. Luke might have gotten buzzed, but by the time Luke was done with him, Chuck was absolutely WASTED, and he never drank a DROP of beer... He was *literally* PISS-DRUNK, which Missy found so hilarious she had to record him with her cell phone so she could watch it again whenever she wanted something to make her laugh. Part II: "HOMECUMMING" or "GUESS WHO'S CUMMING TO DINNER" The next day, Sissy was due home. Luke had Missy and Wendy hide all evidence of his presence or the fact that anything was amiss in the house at all. He told Missy to welcome her sister home and tell her that the rest of the family was out doing some last-minute Christmas shopping. Missy welcomed Sissy home and helped her unpack and made her feel at ease. That evening they had a nice four-course meal. Wendy was playing the good housewife, but felt ill at ease in the role. She hadn't touched the kitchen much since she had been made Luke's sex slave and had forgotten where some things were. And she felt very uncomfortable in clothes, which she never wore anymore. They itched and scratched her all over. Chuck helped in the kitchen, which surprised Sissy. She could never remember him ever lifting a finger to help mother in there, but there he was, helping her find things! Maybe he'd softened up a little bit, Sissy wondered happily. He was always so strict! On the outside, Chuck seemed normal, but on the inside he was squirming and a nervous wreck. Here they were pretending to be a normal family again. It was excruciating for him, so be reminded of what he had lost. Of all of them, he probably still had the most normal life. He still went to work, though Luke threatened to release tapes of all of the depraved ways Chuck had served Luke, ruining his reputation and his career. So Chuck obediently went to work and earned the money to support Luke and the lifestyle he'd now stolen from Chuck. Luke liked to send Chuck to work with a fresh load of bubbling cock-sauce corked up in his ass with the large black harness-fastened butt plug. He made sure Chuck's lunch sometimes had a "special treat" in it. Sometimes his piss, still hot in a thermos. Sometimes the mayonnaise on his sandwich was Luke's own "special sauce". Sometimes, when Luke was feeling particularly cruel, he made a nice, hot, steaming shit sandwich for Chuck. And when Chuck got home after a long day of work (mostly sitting on his ass - with the butt plug stretching him out), Luke would check the lunch box and make sure Chuck ate and drank everything. Chuck didn't dare disobey him. He had thrown the food out ONCE - ONE time, and somehow Luke knew and punished him mercilessly all night. Chuck had learned his lesson and would never do that again. At dinner, Sissy was surprised when, instead of Butch (who Wendy said was at an away game with his high school football team), they had a dinner guest in the form of a very large, very imposing black man. He wore a white shirt and white pants and was bald. But he spoke softly, wore a cross around his neck and even said grace with his own bible before they ate. He seemed like a nice man, Sissy thought, but black people just made her nervous, she couldn't help it. Something about him seemed... dangerous. Wendy served up the plates. Dinner was steak and potatoes with a side of cucumber. Sissy noticed that Luke got a huge slab of meat, but her Dad only got a salad. She wondered if he was trying to lose weight - steak was usually his favorite. Usually HE got the biggest piece. Maybe he was just doing the Christian thing and was being generous to his guest. Dinner conversation was formal and very surface - usual for her restrained WASP-ish family. She learned from Wendy that Luke was a missionary trying to help inner city children like he was. She thought that was very nice. When Sissy asked if he had become religious in prison, everyone at the table choked and sputtered. Their eyes widened and they all looked at Luke with sheer terror in their eyes. Sissy didn't understand why everyone got so upset - all black guys have been in prison, right? What was the big deal? Luke, though, showed no immediate outward sign of anger and calmly corrected her. He had never, in fact, been to prison, but it was true that many black kids get sent to prison unjustly or for extremely minor offenses and that ends up only making their lives worse, not better. Then Sissy then blurted out about how she heard about all the guy-on-guy rape in prison, she understood why it would mess someone up. Wendy's eyes nearly popped out of her head at that and she admonished her daughter for speaking so rudely and crudely in front of their guest. But Luke was cool about it, "No, she's right," Luke agreed, "but it's not the black kids that get raped. It's the WHITE boys," Luke growled a bit, staring right at Chuck, his intense gaze burning into the patron of the family and making him squirm in his seat, "Ain't that right, Mr. Whitebread?" Sissy looked at her dad and wondered why he looked so nervous. "Y-yes," Chuck agreed hesitantly, "that... that's what I've heard, yes." "Why?" Sissy asked with genuine curiosity. "Why what, dear?" Wendy was confused and spoke for Chuck who was sweating and staring down into his plate. "Why do only the whites get raped in prison?" Sissy asked innocently, "that doesn't seem fair!" Luke chuckled, "Well, little girl, look at it this way. Do you watch sports?" Sissy seemed confused by the apparent non-sequitor, "sure, sometimes when Daddy or Butch is watching them, I watch them too..." "Well, have you noticed anything about sports?" Luke inquired leadingly, "Especially the ones that require a lot of strength or size?" "Umm..." Sissy thought about it, "Well, I guess there are a lot of... black guys?" she asked unsure of her answer. "PRECISELY," Luke concurred (his "ebonics" speech pattern had magically disappeared Chuck suddenly noticed), "and in those sports, you'll see a much higher proportion of black men, especially in the positions that call for great size, strength or speed. Do you know why that is?" "Oh..." Sissy's brow furrowed in thought, "I guess... they're just bigger?" A broad smile spread across Luke's face as he saw Sissy coming to the light about the superiority of blacks, "Yes, black men are, indeed, bigger. Isn't that right, Mrs. Whitebread?" Wendy was shocked by the turn in the conversation, but quickly agreed, "Oh, yes, definitely." Chuck flushed bright red at his wife's casual and immediate agreement with Luke. "Take, for example, your Dad and I," Luke continued, "Chuck, stand up." Chuck looked at Wendy and Missy for any sign of pity or help, but found none and obeyed. Luke stood behind him. "You see? Your Dad is a typical example of the white male. His kind are shorter, skinnier and, no offense, but weaker than the typical black male," Luke lectured, "Look at me. I'm at least 8 inches taller, I weigh a good 40-50 pounds more and, well, I'm just bigger. Right, Chuck?" Luke pushed his crotch up against Chuck's ass from behind. Sissy couldn't see it, but Luke's dick twitched in his trouser leg and throbbed between Chuck's asscheeks. "Y-yes, Luke..." Chuck stammered, head bowed low. The two sat down. "Well, yeah, I guess you're bigger," Sissy admitted, "but my Dad's pretty strong! I bet he could beat you in arm wrestling!" "What? Sissy, no-" Chuck sputtered. "No, no, maybe she's right!" Luke tried to hold back his laughter, "come on, Chuck, wanna see who's the better man?" "No, that's all right-" Chuck demurred. "Oh, come on, Dad," Sissy encouraged him, "you can take him!" "Yeah, come on 'Dad'," Luke taunted him, "TAKE me." "Well... the dinner table just isn't the appropriate place for-" Chuck tried to talk his way out of the situation, but Luke would have none of it. "CHUCK. Your DAUGHTER wants to see you beat me," Luke's stern voice shut Chuck up immediately, "let's DO this. NOW." Sissy was surprised at their guest's tone. She'd never seen anyone take that tone with her Dad. And more surprisingly, he didn't yell back or tell Luke to get out. He did as Luke said! "O...okay," Chuck reluctantly put his arm up and started to roll up his sleeve. Luke took off his jacket and hung it on the back of his chair. Sissy's eyes went wide at the sight of his arms as he rolled up his sleeve. His button-down shirt was very thin and closely fitted to his muscular, toned body. His forearm muscles rippled as flexed his wrist and his huge bicep threatened to burst right through his sleeve. Suddenly Sissy felt a lot less confident about her father's chances. When Luke and Chuck placed their elbows on the table and gripped hands, Sissy couldn't help but notice how Luke's arm was easily three times the thickness of her father's. "Go ahead, Sissy," Luke prodded her, "count off." Sissy snapped out of her mesmerized state and did as Luke requested, "1... 2... 3... GO!" Chuck immediately threw all of his strength and leverage into his arm, thinking maybe, just MAYBE Luke would be caught off guard and he could take some small part of his manhood back by having just this one, minor triumph over the black bastard that had ruined his life. Unfortunately, Luke's arm never budged an inch. Luke just held it firm there with a smile on his face. Chuck was dumbfounded - he had put his ALL into that shove and NOTHING happened. What kind of beast was this man?! "Come ON, Daddy!" Missy chimed in now, taking sadistic glee in seeing her Dad dominated and humiliated in front of her twin sister, "Put some muscle in it!" Chuck grunted and pushed, sweat beading on his forehead, but to no avail. He cheated a bit and grabbed the table with his other arm and used it as extra leverage, but Luke still sat there, totally still, showing no sign of exertion at all. "Use TWO hands, Daddy!" Missy suggested, "you HAVE to be stronger than him!" Chuck gave up all pretense and grabbed Luke's fist with his other hand and yanked and pushed and heaved with everything he had, but still Luke's hand refused to budge. Chuck was really sweating now - both from the exertion and from the frustration and humiliation. How could Luke BE so much fucking STRONGER than him?! "Stand up, Daddy!" Missy continued to cheer him on, "put your whole body into it!" Chuck did just that, he stood up and stepped back, pushing on Luke's arm with both hands, arms straight out. He leaned into it at a steep angle, putting all his weight and leg strength into it. But Luke's arm was like the Rock of Gibraltar. There was no give to it. "Wow.." Sissy gaped wide-eyed at the spectacle. "Well," Missy leaned over to her sister and whispered in his ear, "At leastsounde Luke didn't win either. I guess it's a tie!" "I guess..." Sissy sounded somewhat doubtful. "Ready?" Luke said to Chuck casually. "WHAT?" Chuck grunted with effort as he put his shoulder to Luke's arm. In response, Luke threw his arm foreword, catapulting Chuck across the room, sending him crashing into the display case, knocking down all of Chuck's trophies and sports memorabilia from his High School glory days. "Oh, Daddy!" Sissy jumped up in concern, but Missy grabbed her arm and kept her from going to his aid. "Sorry, Chuck, guess I didn't know my own strength," Luke chuckled, "all in good fun, though, right? No harm done." Chuck shook his head and sat back up. He forced himself to smile weakly and agree, "Yeah, Luke... no problem." "Sorry about the mess, Mrs. Whitebread," Luke apologized to Wendy. "Oh, don't worry about it," Wendy sweetly brushed off the humiliation of her husband, "it's no trouble at all. Chuck should have been more careful, he should have known better." "True," Luke agreed, "a man's got to know his limitations." Chuck wordlessly sat back down in his chair and picked up his fork, shaking in frustration and humiliation, and poked at his salad aimlessly. "Wow, Mr. Powers," Missy picked up the conversation thread, "I guess it's true - black men ARE stronger!" "Yes," Luke agreed, "it's nothing for white folk to be ashamed of. It's just a fact of life. It's nature. We are just genetically constructed to be bigger. We have more muscle mass and much higher levels of testosterone. Think of us as sort of super-males." "Wow, I guess that's why so many blacks are so aggressive?" Sissy wondered aloud in her casually racist way that was at once cutely naive and blatantly offensive. Luke just laughed it off, "maybe, maybe. But this gets back to your question." "About prison?" Sissy asked. "Yes," Luke went on, "You see. It's natural for men of the species to be bigger and stronger than the females, correct?" "Yes," Sissy agreed. "Well, in prison," Luke explained, "there are no women. Only men. But human nature is what it is and humans are sexual beings, wouldn't you agree?" Sissy swallowed nervously. Her being caught while being sexual in even the slightest way was what had gotten her sent away to Bible Camp in the first place. But when she looked at her mother and father for some sign of their disapproval, she found only detached pleasantness in her mother's expression and her father refused to make eye contact with anyone. She turned to Missy who encouraged her with a nod. "Yes," Sissy finally replied, "I agree." "Well, then," Luke brought himself to the point, "if there are no women in prison, just big, strong black guys and skinny little weak white guys... who do you think becomes the woman in that scenario?" A look of realization came over Sissy's pretty features, "Ohhhhh... I get it. That makes sense, I guess." Chuck's shoulders slumped as he heard this. Suddenly Sissy flushed, "Oh my... does that mean... all the black guys are... are DOING the white guys... like WOMEN? But... in the... in the BUTT?!" "What do YOU think?" Luke smiled. Sissy was suddenly very embarrassed and looked away. She caught Missy's gaze. Her sister had a peculiar look on her face - like a kid seeing a huge cake that's all for him. It made her feel funny in her belly. "It IS only natural," Luke continued casually as he resumed eating his steak, "they've done studies of all different races around the world and there's a constant pattern: men of every race are always taller, stronger and have darker skin than the women of their race." "Wow, really?" Sissy was fascinated by that fact. "Absolutely," Luke confirmed, "so, if you think about it: relatively speaking, white men are basically like women to black men." "Oh!" Sissy was taken aback by this statement, picturing this in her head - white men she knew like her Dad and brother dressed all pretty like her Mom, doing the housework and being carried across the threshold in their wedding gowns in the powerful arms of their big, black grooms. The thought made her squirm in her seat. Her crotch was starting to itch and get hot. "That's why there are so many black men in prison, actually," Luke explained, "ever since the white man first encountered the black man in Africa, he's known the blacks were superior, and they feared them. So they enslaved them, took them from their homes and sold them like property - all to control them and keep them from gaining power." Sissy thought about this. It is true, from what she read, "Hmm, I guess I could see that... yeah." "So when slavery was ended," Luke continued his seminar on the history of race relations, "the white men were afraid all the black people they'd treated like animals for hundreds of years were going to be, understandably, out to get even. They feared the black men would overpower them and take all their white women." Sissy laughed at this, "but that didn't happen, I guess they didn't need to be afraid! I mean, black guys like black women and white guys like white women - people like to stick with their own kind!" "Oh, no," Luke corrected her, "they were right. Black men LOVE white girls." He leered at Sissy with a hungry look that gave her butterflies. "Oh..." Sissy flushed, "but-" "The white man decided if they couldn't own blacks, they'd just intimidate them, discriminate against them," Luke explained, "they'd refuse to let them vote, refuse to let them own business, refuse to let them use the same fountains and bathrooms as whites. Hunt them down and lynch them, keep them down in any way possible." "But all that stopped, right?" Sissy asked with concern, "you can vote, can't you?" "Yes," Luke chuckled, "there's even a black man running for President right now." Sissy laughed, "I HEARD about that, that's so crazy!" Luke glared at her with his best Samuel L. Jackson impression, "WHY is that CRAZY?!" "Uh.." Sissy realized she had insulted Luke, "Nothing - no reason! I mean, he has every right to run, it's just that.. well, he can't really expect to WIN..." Luke shook his head, "even after blacks got their rights, EVERY southern state still had laws and practices making it illegal for black men to date and marry white women. That was the very LAST thing still held back from blacks. Hell, Alabama STILL has that law on the books. THAT's proof right there what the white man's real fear was all along. They knew if they had to compete with black men for white women, the black man would win every time." "Wow..." Sissy's little 13-year-old mind was blown by this crash course in racial injustice, "But... didn't, like, the Constitution or something say that all men are created equal?" Luke sneered, "At the time, that only applied to whites. Slaves counted as 3/5ths of a man." "That's horrible!" Sissy exclaimed, getting angry, "but everyone knows that NOW, right? That all men are created equal. Right, Dad?" Chuck was trying his best to avoid this minefield for fear of saying the wrong thing and sending Luke flying off the handle. As far as he was concerned, Luke could have his little black paranoia-inspired alternate history, but he wasn't going to participate in it. "Dad?" Sissy pleaded with her father, "you.. you're not a... racist... are you?!" Chuck snapped his head up, looking genuinely appalled, "Of COURSE not! No!" "Well," Sissy asked, "then you agree, right? God created all men equal, right? Even blacks?" "Of course, honey," Chuck assured her. "Bullshit," Luke retorted. Sissy and Wendy gasped at the unprompted profanity, "you saw it yourself, girly. Ain't no way you can say whites and blacks are created equal. Like I showed you, black guys are superior and that's why even now the white man tries to keep them in slums and lock them away for the crime of being poor. That's why 50% of the prison population in the country is black when blacks only make up 12% of the country. White men STILL fear the power of the black man." "Oh, wow," Sissy sat back in her chair and sighed dejectedly at the sad statistics, "that's awful..." She thought for a second and said, "If it were up to ME, I'd release all the blacks from prison and apologize to them! And I'd make it up to them - I'd give them money and take stuff from all those scared, rich white jerks and give it to those poor, innocent blacks! Ugh! So WRONG!" Luke reached out and put his hand on Sissy's, it's huge size and weight and warmth surprising her, but also sending a thrill up her arm that made her flush all over, "you have a good heart, Sissy. And what you're talking about is called 'reparations'. It was first proposed after they freed the slaves. Lincoln gave the slaves each forty acres and a mule." "That's it?" Sissy asked. "Yes, but then a white guy assassinated Lincoln, another white guy become President and they took all the land back," Luke explained. "JESUS CHRIST!" Sissy was really mad now. "SISSY!" Wendy admonished her, "we don't take the Lord's name in vain!" "S-sorry, Mommy..." Sissy apologized, "it's just that... it makes me so MAD! Why should WE have so much when people like Luke have nothing? It's just not fair!" Wendy nodded, "I know, dear, I know." Wendy looked at Luke and regarded him with a new perspective. She had been impressed with Luke's physicality before, but she assumed he was just a dumb, uneducated angry black man from some ghetto. But it was obvious he was a highly educated man and his indoctrination of her daughter was masterful. This made Wendy want to be his even MORE than before. He was right, there was no comparison between this physical and intellectual giant of a man and the small- bodied, small-dicked and small-minded husband of hers that her parents had convinced her to marry when she was so, so young. She had NEVER met a man like Luke before. If she had, she never would have even considered a poor excuse for a man like Chuck and the other white men she'd met over the years. Luke was an Adonis among men, a black GOD of masculinity, and she desired nothing more than to give herself over to him entirely, body and soul. "Well," Luke patted Sissy's hand a couple times before releasing her, "reparations are still possible. In fact, some white families have done exactly what you've suggested - giving what they got passed down to them as the spoils of slavery over to black men, like myself. In fact, that's what I do. I help white folks make things right." "Oh, that's wonderful!" Sissy beamed, "Mommy, Daddy are WE going to help Luke? Tell me we ARE, please? We HAVE to! Mommy, you told me your great-grandmother's family owned slaves in Georgia, didn't you? We HAVE to make it right!" Wendy smiled at Sissy, "oh, yes, dear, don't worry. We're going to do everything we can to make it right, I promise." "Yeah," Luke smiled and looked at Chuck, "your parents have already been EXTREMELY helpful, haven't you, Chuck?" Chuck merely nodded and muttered a soft "Yes..." "Oh GOOD!" Sissy clapped her hands in joy. Missy was enjoying the blatant brainwashing going on, but wanted dinner to finish soon. She was dripping wet and her swollen sex was throbbing against the hard chair, yearning for satisfaction. She just might go mentally INSANE if she had to wait too much longer. She had her orders from Luke and was eager to act on them. So she moved things along by making a big show of eating the last bite from her plate, "MMMMMmmmmm, that was great, Mom!" she blurted out, "what's for dessert?" Sissy joined in, "Yeah, that was great, Mom, I really missed your home cooking!" "Actually, your father did most of the cooking, I'm a bit out of practice," Wendy replied pleasantly, a calm smile on her face. "Oh, uh... thanks, Daddy," Sissy corrected herself. Chuck only nodded wordlessly in reply. "I guess we could serve dessert now, if everyone is done," Wendy said. "YUMMY!" Sissy chimed in eagerly - she'd always had an insatiable sweet tooth. Luckily her high metabolism kept her skinny no matter how many sweets she ate, "I've SO missed your home-made desserts, what is it, what is it?" "Oh, wait, Chuck's not done yet," Luke pointed out. Everyone looked at Chuck's plate. He had a bunch of lettuce with some sliced tomatoes and carrot sticks in it. He had only eaten a little of it. And he had a whole steamed cucumber he hadn't even taken a bite out of. Sissy noticed everyone else's cucumber had been sliced. "I'm not hungry," he muttered and pushed his plate away. "Okay, dear," Wendy stood up to take his plate along with the others. But Luke grabbed it. "Oh, no, come on Chuck, you gotta eat SOMETHING," he insisted, "gotta keep your strength up!" Luke picked up the cucumber, "Here, at least eat this - trust me, you'll love it." Chuck looked at the huge cucumber and realized exactly what was about to happen. He looked into Luke's eyes with a silent plea that said "please, no, not in front of my daughter". But he found only cold determination in Luke's gaze. "Yeah, Daddy," Missy chimed in, "eat it! It's delicious!" "You really SHOULD eat something before dessert, dear," Wendy agreed, "you don't want to set a bad example for the kids." Outnumbered and finding no mercy from anyone in the room, Chuck gave in. "Okay-" he reached out to take it from Luke, but Luke pulled it away. "Say AHHH!" Luke said playfully. Taking a big gulp nervously, Chuck played along and opened his mouth as wide as he could, bracing for the inevitable. "AAHHH-GLRMPH!!!" Luke immediately shoved the whole cucumber into his mouth and pushed hard. Sissy gasped audibly. Missy reached out and held her hand. Wendy simply smiled beatifically as she stood by and watched their black guest mouth-fuck her husband with a cucumber. Luke shoved the cucumber to the back of Chuck's mouth until he started to gag on it. In response, Luke angled the cucumber up stiffly, making Chuck tilt his head back. Now Luke had a straight shot down the choking patron's gullet and he proceeded to force the entire, thick cucumber into Chuck's mouth and down into his throat. Luke shoved it all the way in, sticking his fingers down into Chuck's mouth so he could cram the entire cucumber, whole, into his esophagus. Sissy couldn't believe what she was seeing! This black guy was FEEDING her dad and he was okay with it! She saw the obscene bulge in her dad's throat as the cucumber worked its way deeper and deeper. And when Luke had lodged the whole thing down there, she could see her dad's throat muscles struggling with it, flexing and undulating around the great mass, trying to do SOMETHING with it - either pull it down or push it back out. "Go on, Chuck," Luke goaded him, "swallow it on down, you know you can take it!" With extreme effort, Chuck gulped and jerked and undulated his neck like a bird swallowing its meal whole, finally moving the lump down until it squeezed itself into his belly - still whole. His whole esophagus was sore, but at least he could breathe again and he sucked in a deep, panicked lungful as bent forward over the table. "Uh... wow," was all Sissy could manage. "I bet you never knew your daddy was an expert sword- swallower," Luke deadpanned. "Ohhh..." Sissy nodded, "neat..." Missy snickered and even Wendy chuckled at this as she cleared the table. Luke got up from the table, "here, Mrs. Whitebread, let me help you with those." "Oh, Mr. Powers, you're such a gentleman!" Wendy sang sweetly as Luke took the dishes from her. "And you must let me help you with dessert," Luke continued, "I have an old family trick that really puts the icing on the cake, so to speak..." Wendy grinned broadly at this and took his arm, "Oh, I can't WAIT to try it!" As Sissy watched Luke walk off with her mother toward the kitchen, she couldn't help but notice the huge semi- hard bulge running down his left pant-leg. Was that his... THING?! It couldn't be, Sissy thought - it was WAY too big, human penises didn't come that large... did they? She remembered the rumors she had heard in school of the black boys in the locker rooms showing off huge peckers and the white boys trying to hide theirs in shame... but she always assumed that those were just stories - white guys couldn't really be inferior to black guys, that just wouldn't be right... but her eyes didn't lie. Luke and Wendy disappeared into the kitchen for several minutes while Missy, Sissy and Dad sat in awkward silence. Chuck was sitting back now, getting his breath back and rubbing his sore, bloated belly (which was struggling with the job of digesting a whole, large cucumber). Sissy thought she heard from the kitchen the sound of batter being mixed, or maybe dough being beat. It was a wet slapping sound and it was getting faster and faster. She craned her head to see what was going on, but all she could see from her vantage point was her mother's feet. She looked like she was on her knees... getting something from a lower cabinet maybe? Missy pulled her attention back and began to gossip with her sister about Luke's physique and how impressive it was. Sissy agreed she'd never seen anyone built like that before, and certainly nobody that strong. When Luke and Wendy came back in, the mother was carrying a large banana split - big enough for everyone to partake from. There were four bananas and four generous scoops of chocolate ice cream topped with what looked like hot fudge - only it was white and kind of pearly. "Dig in!" Wendy said cheerily, setting it down and wiping something from her chin. "Ooo, chocolate!" Missy squealed, "my FAVORITE!" she winked at Luke. Sissy noticed there were only four spoons. "Aren't you going to have some, Mr. Powers?" she asked with genuine hospitable concern. "Oh, no," Luke patted his belly, "I'm stuffed from that delicious filet mignon! But I'm sure I'll have my dessert later..." he smiled in a way that seemed a little too eager. Sissy shrugged and she dug in first. She took a big scoop of ice cream with a huge dollop of icing on it and popped it in her mouth. Immediately she melted into a puddle of sensual overload from the flavors and textures in her mouth. "MMMM, OHMIGAWD!" She moaned, then caught herself for her blasphemy - but to her surprise nobody seemed to notice, so she let herself enjoy the ambrosia in her mouth, "that is AMAZING!" She swirled it around in her mouth with her tongue, experiencing it with every bit of her mouth, saturating her taste buds with it before finally swallowing it all down. "What IS that?" she beamed, "It's incredible!" Now Missy was digging in and moaning too, "MMMM, oh SHIT, yeah!" "That's my family recipe," Luke said, "Instead of whipped cream, it's a little something home-made your Mom helped me squeeze out." "It's DELICIOUS!" Sissy enthused, going for a second huge spoonful, "MMMM!" she moaned as she sucked it into her mouth, "this topping, it's so WARM and thick and GOOEY and sweet!" "Good," Luke smiled as he sat back in his chair and enjoyed the sight of this pretty little white girl gushing over the taste of his fresh jizz, "I KNEW you'd like it." As Missy and Sissy hungrily devoured their half of the banana split, he turned to Wendy and Chuck, "come on, you two, you better get some before the girls eat it all!" Luke pushed the remaining two spoons and them and Wendy took hers and put the other into Chuck's hand. Wendy took a huge spoonful and looked at Chuck. He watched her as she shoved it in her mouth, smearing Luke's jizz all over her lips, leaving some to drip down onto her chin. "MMMMMM," she groaned looking right in Chuck's eyes, "SOOOO GOOD, Honey, you gotta have some!" "Mommy," Missy pointed out, "You got some on your chin." "Oh," Wendy looked down and could see it slightly, "Honey, here, try some!" She held her chin out to Chuck and motioned for him to lick it off. Chuck recoiled at first, but looked around at Sissy's earnestly joyful look of anticipation, Missy's sadistic grin and Luke's arrogant, confident smirk. Chuck did as expected and stuck out his tongue and licked the thick gobs of Luke's "special sauce" off his wife's chin and swallowed it down. Chuck was psychologically repulsed at the thought of what he was doing, especially in front of Sissy, but in the back of his mind it registered somewhere that it actually did taste sweet - and it was a flavor he had become intimately familiar with over the past couple months. He couldn't admit it to himself, but there was a part of him that actually craved the taste now. "Good, right?!" Wendy's eyes were wide with excitement, "Here-" she took another huge scoop and this time held it up to Chuck's mouth. With her free hand, she squeezed his cheeks and forced his mouth open. She pushed the spooge-smothered spoonful into his mouth and closed it for him. "YUMMY YUMMY, right Honey?" Wendy smiled lovingly as she watched her faithful husband of 17 years chew up and swallow her black Master's thick, sugary load. The four Whitebreads continued to devour the dessert ravenously and before long it was gone. Missy and Sissy had fed each other the bananas whole, trying to replicate Chuck's impressive display with the cucumber, but Sissy choked and gagged on it, giggling and giving up. She was amazed to see her sister take BOTH bananas down her throat simultaneously, though - and not gagging even once! Wendy had deep-throated hers, too, and was playfully shoving the other banana in and out of Chuck's mouth as he sucked off all of Luke's leftover "topping" that she'd scooped up from the bottom of the bowl. After dessert, Luke disappeared into the kitchen again for a few minutes and returned with a bottle of wine for an after-dinner toast. He explained it was of a very special vintage and he'd been saving it for this very occasion. He didn't drink, of course, but he wanted them all to have it. Wendy watched him pour her glass in eager anticipation, asking him to top it off when he stopped short of the rim. She licked her lips and chugged hers down in no time, forgetting to wait for the toast! Luke called her out on this and she apologized (flushing deep red when her apology was interrupted by a loud wine-belch from her belly). Luke poured her another glass full and told her to be patient this time. She promised to be a good girl and wait. Luke poured Chuck a full glass as well and then asked Wendy if it was okay if the girls had some too- just an exception for a special occasion - what with Sissy being home for the holidays and all. Wendy acceded immediately saying it was no problem. Nobody even asked Chuck, who was staring at his overfull glass of "wine" with trepidation. Luke poured Missy's glass first and she licked her lips in anticipation. Sissy held her glass for Luke as he poured hers last and was surprised when she felt warmth through the glass. She said she's always thought wine was served chilled. Luke replied that this was a very special, gourmet vintage and it was considered most flavorful if served warm. Body temperature, to be exact. Luke held up a glass of water for himself and prompted "glasses up!" Wendy and the twins raised their glasses but Chuck hesitated. Wendy looked at him, embarrassed, "Honey! Luke's making a toast!" Chuck stared at the glass, then at Wendy, then up at Luke. Chuck knew he had to go along with it or face even more public humiliation and abuse. But maybe, he thought, Luke was putting them all through this charade because he actually intended to be at least SOMEWHAT of a decent human being and let Sissy escape this life of depravity they'd all fallen into. They'd put on a show while she was here and Luke would have his fun humiliating Chuck in front of her like this for a couple weeks - but then she'd get out of this Hell and go back to Bible Camp none the wiser. Why else go through all the trouble of hiding what was really going on and putting on this farce? So, with reluctance, he smiled a nice, fake smile at Wendy and lifted his glass as well. Luke grinned and made his toast: "To FAMILY," he proposed, pausing for effect then looking right at Sissy, "and JUSTICE," he smiled and she smiled back. They all clinked glasses. Wendy and Missy chugged theirs down eagerly and Sissy held hers to her lips, smelling it, "Oh wow, I've never had alcohol before, it smells so STRONG!" she giggled, "I feel to NAUGHTY!" She tipped her glass back and took a swig. Her face screwed up at the strong, acrid taste and she coughed and gasped, but swallowed it down. "Oof! That's STRONG!" she smiled a mischievous smile and then continued to drink it down, forcing herself to get used to the taste and drain the glass. Chuck's heart sank as he watched his one remaining untainted child gulp down his black rapist's hot, rancid piss like it was some kind of forbidden treat. He resigned himself to his fate, squeezed his nose and chugged down his own glassful, trying to get it over with as fast as possible. "Great!" Luke loudly clapped his hands together once, "time for another round!" he effused as he refilled Chuck's glass to the brim and went around the table doing the same. By the time everyone went to bed, they'd finished the entire bottle. Part III: "SISTERLY LOVE" That night, Missy got straight to work on her twin sister. The two took a shower together as they always had, though Missy eschewed the usual sponge and lathered Sissy up with her soapy fingers instead. And she lingered a bit longer than usual while washing Sissy's back, caressing her a bit more sensuously and venturing a bit lower down to her sister's ass and between her cheeks than was necessary. If Sissy minded, she didn't speak up. After rinsing and drying each other off, then brushing their teeth while the other peed, they turned in. Missy had shared a bed with Sissy from birth, so that night, as they laid naked in bed (as they had for years), Missy spooned her sister and got no resistance. They had always been physically close. Missy began to tell Sissy about everything that had happened while she was gone. Nothing about Luke, mostly mundane things to begin with. While she was doing this, though, she began sensuously caressing Sissy. First the soft, sensitive back of her arm. Then she ran her nails up Sissy's back and to the nape of her neck, making her shiver. "Miss, that tickles!" Sissy giggled, but didn't pull away or try to stop her. Missy knew Sissy's body as well as her own - as she should since they were identical in every way. She knew EXACTLY where to touch her, how to get her turned on and horny. She was the one person in the world who could seduce her sister without fail - only SHE knew exactly what Sissy would want and what would get her hot and bothered beyond the point of return. Running the fingers of one hand through her sister's soft, silky blonde hair, massaging her scalp while lightly raking her nails down Sissy's thighs, Missy leaned in close to her sister's neck, breathing lightly on her and told her she had something truly shocking to tell her. Sissy was insanely curious and under her twin's complete sway, her body involuntarily reacting exactly as Missy knew it would, like a puppet on Missy's strings. She writhed and moaned softly as her sister's hands caressed and seduced her, Missy's hot breath on her neck sending chills down her spine and straight to her rapidly moistening pussy. She had not been allowed to masturbate for 4 months and was so incredibly frustrated and horny she couldn't help from wriggling her hips and grinding in desperation. Missy somehow knew she would be able to seduce her twin sister. What neither girl knew was that bisexuality and hyper sexuality ran in their family, from their mother's side. In fact, these overwhelming sexual urges are what drove their mother Wendy to become so devoutly religious. Back in Wendy's day they called it "nymphomania". Her parents had tired of her rubbing her vulva on just about every hard surface she could, as early as 5th or 6th grade, and used to shame her and spank her when they caught her. Wendy didn't know it, but her own mother had also been caught "abusing herself" and was sent to a mental institution where a doctor declared she had an "enlarged clitoris" and treated her with bloodletting, leeches, induced vomiting, near starvation, douches and enemas. As a result, Wendy's mother was a cold, skinny bitch. Finally, Wendy's mother could take no and her parents took her to a convent where they ready to leave her unless the "devil" in her could be expunged (mental institutions had long ago stopped treating women for "nymphomania"). The nuns at the convent took Wendy in and devised a strict regimen of prayer and service to exorcise Wendy of her demons. Wendy spent most of her time there on her knees - either praying, cleaning the floors or, for some mysterious reason, eating out the various nuns. Wendy didn't understand why the nuns made her lick their "sin flowers", but she figured it had something to do with making her understand the evil of her ways by showing her how nasty the vagina was, up close... several times a day. Unfortunately for Wendy, it hadn't really grossed her out as much as the nuns must have planned, she kind of liked it. Wendy never pulled away in disgust or stopped until the nuns would shake and cry out and tell Wendy she was done. Wendy figured she had licked and sucked the nun's "muffin" so raw that they couldn't take the irritation anymore. Still, no matter how many times their aversion punishment failed, they kept making Wendy do it over and over, every day. The nuns had also forced young Wendy to wear a chastity belt, but she could still sort of rub herself through it if she pressed it on the corner of something hard. When the nuns would find her doing this, they would bend her over their knees, lift her skirt and spank her naked butt raw until Wendy was wailing like a baby. Then, invariably, she would have to eat that nun out until she cried out in defeat, sometimes even leaking into Wendy's mouth. Eventually, Wendy's parents felt bad about giving up their daughter to the nuns and took her back. The nuns were reluctant to let Wendy go, saying she could relapse into nymphomania and she should become a nun like them. But Wendy's parents thought Wendy was cured and made sure to make the girl pray to God every morning and evening to keep her chaste. By the time Wendy got married at the age of 16 (which was legal in their state as long as the parents consented) to the equally chaste and restrained 18 year old Chuck, Wendy's sex drive had been buried so deep she hadn't touched herself in years and got no pleasure from Chuck's clumsy fumbling around "down there". Sex for the two devout Christians consisted entirely of a few restrained kisses and Chuck trying to stick it straight in. When Chuck did manage to get it in, the whole encounter would be over within a couple minutes, leaving Wendy a sticky but completely unaroused mess. Still, she had endured the "sex" as it was her wifely duty to bear her husband's children - to "be fruitful and multiply" as Chuck parents constantly reminded them. Wendy's deeply-repressed hyperactive sexuality remained buried, likely lost forever, until that fateful Friday morning when Luke's rough ways and huge black prick shattered the walls imprisoning her long-dormant sex drive. 21 years of pent-up passion came flooding out with that first explosive, revelatory orgasm of Wendy's deprived, chaste life. It was the most religious experience she'd ever had and in that single moment, she had completely given herself over to Luke's mastery and his glorious colossus of a cock. Likewise, Missy and Sissy had been forced to bottle up their budding hyper sexuality, inherited from their mother. But Luke had uncorked that bottle - no, SHATTERED it - and the twin girl's powerful passions were flowing like a river from a burst-open dam. Sissy writhed under her twin sister's expert ministrations. "What... what's the big secret...?" Sissy moaned softly, eyes closed. Missy gave Sissy a soft kiss on the back of the neck which made Sissy stiffen with both surprise and intense pleasure, cooing softly. Her fingertips brushed across the stiff nipples on Sissy's still-developing petite breasts. Like Missy, Sissy had only B-cup breasts with pink, puffy nipples that jutted out from the small breasts like little cone-shaped balloons. "M-Missy... what are you doing...?" Sissy moaned, again making no move to stop her amorous twin's advances. "Nothing you don't WANT me to do," Missy whispered. "Missy... you shouldn't be doing this... it's... it's wrong," Sissy sighed, shivering and writhing under her sister's caresses and butterfly kisses. "How can it be wrong," Missy asked as she ran her soft lips across the super-sensitive area at the base of Sissy's neck, between her shoulder blades, "when it feels this GOOD?" "ooohh..." Sissy moaned, but kept trying to talk Missy out of it, "you... you're just drunk from all that wine we drank at dinner..." Missy laughed at the idea. If only Sissy knew, "TRUST me, Sis, this isn't drunkenness... just doing what FEELS right... it DOES feel right, doesn't it?" she made her point by raking her fingernails across Sissy's erect nipple and planting a wet, soft kiss right on the nape of her neck. "Ohhhmmmm..." Sissy groaned and wriggled in her sister's embrace, "Please, Missy... what's the.. secret you were going to tell me?" "Do you REALLY want to know?" Missy teased her. "Y-yes..." Sissy rasped. "It will change EVERYTHING," Missy promised, her lips brushing her sister's ears as her hand made its way down Sissy's abdomen towards her cunt. Sissy, instinctually, spread her thighs to grant access to her twin sister's roaming hand and moaned, "YESSsss... PLEASE..." Missy then wrapped her lips around Sissy's earlobe, licking and sucking it as she began to rub her sister's wet clit. Sissy reacted instantly with intense passion, moaning and writhing under her sister's expert manipulation. "I'm just going to have to SHOW you," Missy hissed into her desperately horny twin's ear; then she slid her tongue into Sissy's ear while simultaneously grabbing her hair and sliding two fingers into her sister's receptive, moist cunt. Sissy cried out in ecstasy, never having been touched sexually by another person, and only having touched herself a handful of times before being sent to "chastity camp" - aptly named as she was forced to wear an old-fashioned chastity belt that prevented her from touching herself or rubbing her desperately horny teenage pussy on anything for relief. It only came off during supervised bathroom breaks and showers. She wore it until she got ready for bed this very night! Sissy's months of pent-up sexual desire had completely overwhelmed her now. She reached back and cupped her sister's head, pulling it to her, wanting nothing more than to intensify the passion her sister was displaying for her. The question of whether what they were doing - incest, lesbianism, underage sex - none of this even entered the girl's mind. All she cared about was sating the carnal fire ignited in her now, quenching the sudden erotic hunger consuming her. As Missy expertly worked her sister's erogenous zones, she whispered to her the most obscene things - images of her mother and sister doing unspeakable things with each other, their brother being sodomized by a beast of a black man, their own father being pinned down and emasculated before the family. To Sissy, the nonstop torrent of obscenity, lewd acts and downright raunchy, wanton acts was overwhelming. She cried out as she came for the first time in her life with her sister's fingers inside her and her tongue and filthy words burrowing into her ear. When Sissy had ridden out the waves of astonishing, rapturous pleasure, she turned over, grabbed her sister's head with both hands and pulled her to her, deeply, passionately French kissing her with intense lust and a true, deep love. She had ALWAYS loved her sister, but not like this, not like now. Missy had been right, this was going to change everything. Sissy didn't know where all the dirty talk came from, but she LIKED it. She never knew Missy had such an active (and PERVERTED!) imagination! After the two had kissed greedily for several moments, Sissy opened her eyes and almost jumped when she saw the huge black figure of a man standing over them beside their bed, his colossal ebony prick looming menacingly over them. Missy held her down and reassured her, "this is our new Master, I was just telling you about. He is our owner now." Sissy gawked dumbly at the African Adonis towering over her and her sister. Her eyes were round saucers trying to absorb the enormity of the man and his monument of potency. Her mouth hung agape, speechless. It was only after several moments that she recognized him as the kind-faced, well-dressed polite black man at dinner. It was Luke! She couldn't believe she was seeing him like this! Missy took one of Sissy's hands and raised it up to Luke's painfully erect, throbbing cock - he had gotten instantly hard watching these two twin teen tarts lez out on each other. Sissy felt the weight and warms of Luke's member in awe, "it's so... hot... so big... so heavy!" she rambled. "I TOLD ya, girl," Luke sneered, "Bigger AND better." Missy helped Sissy stroke it with her hand which made Luke's massive dick twitch with a vigor that surprised Sissy, yanking it out of her hand. She quickly regrabbed the monster, stroking it again with undisguised admiration. She could barely get her petite hand halfway around it's unbelievable girth! "Can... can you actually... FIT this inside of you?" Sissy begged to know. "Like I said," Missy smiled, "I'll have to SHOW you." With that, Luke lifted Sissy up and spun her 90 degrees, pushing her back onto the bed, face down but with her head hanging off the edge. She squealed in surprise and was stunned at Luke's sheer strength, juggling her lithe, fragile frame like a child playing with a toy doll. Luke grabbed a fistful of hair on the top of her head and yanked upwards roughly, causing her to cry out in pain. Luke took advantage of her open mouth and shoved his fat black cock inside, cutting off her shriek. At the same time, Missy settled behind Sissy, at the apex of her thighs and reached under her with on hand so she could begin to rub Sissy's clit again. Sissy writhed, even while choking and gagging from the fierce face-fucking she was getting. "We're going to have to lube and loosen up this cute little puckerhole of yours, sis," she teased as she spanked her twin's cheeks with stinging blows, "if you're going to take all of that monster in your naughty little butt!" Sissy seemed to try to moan something around the big black dick in her throat, but nothing intelligible escaped her stuffed mouth. Missy dove her face down between her sister's reddened cheeks and drove her long, pointy tongue deep into Sissy's quivering pink, virgin asshole. This drove Sissy crazy with lecherous lust and she reached back and pushed her sister's head deeper into her crack while she reached forward with the other hand behind Luke and grabbed firm hold of his muscular black ass, pulling it toward her feverishly. She opened her throat as wide as she could and greedily gobbled down Luke's epically huge black prick while her sister passionately ate out her petite virgin ass. Sissy's eyes rolled back in her head as Luke's unyielding black fuckrod forced itself further and impossibly further still into her ever-widening esophagus. Luke wrapped both of his powerful hands around the back of her head, tangling his fingers into her fine blonde strands and pumped her throat like it was a two dollar whore's pussy. She choked and gagged and would have vomited several times, but there was simply nowhere for it to go. Anything that tried to come up just got fucked back down her throat and back into her stomach. By the time Luke blew his load directly into her tummy, his pubic hairs were tickling the inside of her nostrils, flattened against his flat, toned pelvic muscles. She felt the broad base of his super-cock (it's widest part) flare and expand in her mouth and felt the voluminous loads of his man-spunk shooting down from his impressive, manly balls, through the full length of the base of his cock, across her tongue and down her throat, finally exploding into her belly. She came like a banshee on her sister's four fingers busily plowing her drenched pussy, her tiny asshole contracting and tightly squeezing Missy's invading tongue with each convulsion. Her whole body shook and twitched, but she was firmly rooted in place, being impaled by the mouth on Luke's tremendous, iron-hard monster cock, so she looked like a fish on a hook flopping and thrashing around, choking for air. After Luke had fired about 10 or so generous barrages of hot, potent cock-lava directly into her stomach, he slowly and deliberately slid the entire 14-inch length of it out of her used and gaping maw, leaving her limp and gasping for air. "What do you say, BITCH?" Luke demanded. Sissy looked up into his eyes, eyes half-lidded and glazed over, lost in a stupor - consciousness nearly face-raped out of her. Insintincually, though, she knew what to say, though it came out hoarse and weak due to the savage throat-fucking she'd just endured. "Thank you... Master..." she drooled. Missy was still buried tongue-deep in Sissy's ass, now splaying her tight, tiny cheeks as wide as she could so that she could get her entire tongue into her sister's shitter. She was wriggling her tongue around inside Sissy's rectum, tickling and prodding and licking the sides all around, shaking her head from side to side, really DEVOURING her sister's butthole like a madwoman. Sissy's cheeks glowed red from the near-constant blows Missy rained on them during her feverish rim job. "Damn, girl," Luke chuckled watching Missy's intense efforts, "leave some o' that ass for me!" Missy obeyed and slipped her tongue out, "Oh, but it tastes so fucking GOOD! Please, can't I just fuck it a little more??" Luke shook his head in amusement and reached down to Sissy, pulling her head aside awkwardly, making her look up at him, "You tell me, little Sis, are you ready to make reparations?" "Ohhhh..." Sissy moaned. "Are you ready to give me what I DESERVE for the way you and your racist ancestors treated my people?" Luke growled, tightening his grip on her hair painfully. "AIOWWW! YES! YES, MASTER!" Sissy cried out in pain, but an erotic pain that thrilled her. Her eyes widened, the sharp, sudden sensations snapping her back to full consciousness. "And WHAT are you offering me, white girl?" Luke demanded to know, "WHAT are you going to sacrifice to me to make things right?" "Oooohh..." Sissy moaned, raising her ass off the bed and hissing, "my ASSS, Master!" "Mmm, I like that," Luke grinned wickedly, "SHOW it to me, I want to inspect the goods before I accept payment." Sissy obeyed and lifted her ass up even further, reaching back with both hands to spread her ass-cheeks for him. Her asshole gaped open and dilated and contracted for him as if a hungry baby animal looking to suckle. "MMm, not bad, not bad," Luke nodded, "but can it TAKE what I'm packin'?" "Yes, OH YES, I'm SO ready!" Sissy moaned as she wiggled her ass back and forth for him. "SHOW me," Luke instructed her. Without hesitation, Sissy reached back with one of her hands and slipped three fingers in her ass easily, working them in and out, "see, Master, it's open and ready for you!" Luke laughed derisively, "what the fuck, you think I'm some skinny-dicked whiteboy or somethin'? That ain't proved nothin!" Sissy moaned and squeezed a fourth finger in, working it in and out and then finally managed to work her thumb in, too. "Is... ungh," she moaned, "is that better, Master?" "Gettin' there," Luke encouraged her, "keep goin'..." Sissy whined with frustrated desire and put all caution to the wind, fucking her own ass zealously with her whole hand, then crying out in shock and arousal as her entire fist popped inside her. Now she was buried in her own ass up to her wrist, and her self-sodomizing tempo only increased as a result. "PLEEEEAAASSSSZZZEEE," she wailed bucking back against her own fisting, "PLEASE FUCK ME IN MY LITTLE WHITE ASS!!! I NEEEED your BIG BLACK DICK inside me! I want to be your little ANAL WHORE!!!" Sissy was on the verge of giving herself another orgasm, she was working herself up so much. "Alright," Luke relented, "I guess you're loosened up enough for starters. My fat dick is thicker than your whole fuckin' fist, but at least you're primed and ready." He yanked her head up roughly, leaning down and speaking right into her face less than an inch away, "but you fucking know this, you hot little whore - you give me your ass once and it's MINE forever. Nobody else even gets to accidentally brush up against it or there's gonna be HELL to pay, you HEAR me?!" "Oh, YES, YES MASTER!" Sissy choked, tears of joy running down her cheeks, "TAKE my ass! OWN ME!" "Good," he dropped her face-first back down on the bed unceremoniously. Quickly he was behind and above her, his strong arms framing her shoulders, his massive shadow engulfing her tiny white, sweaty body. He yanked her soiled hand out of her gaping cornhole and passed it off to Missy who immediately licked the ass-slime off of it and hungrily sucked each finger into her mouth, slurping and nursing them to get every last taste of her sister's insides as she could get. "And just so you know, CUNT," Luke bent down his head and spat the epithet right into Sissy's ear, "It didn't fuckin' matter if you gave me your ass or not, it was already MINE for the taking!" With that, he plunged his donkey-dick into Sissy's bowels with all his weight, burying it to the hilt in a single mighty thrust! Sissy screamed a soul-shattering howl as she was suddenly anally impaled on a full 14 inches of 4-inch thick, burning hot, chiseled monster black fuckstick, rippling with thick, throbbing veins. Missy moaned in delight at the sight and fingered herself like a fiend while she face-fucked herself with Sissy's entire shitty fist, choking herself with it down to the wrist. In the closet, where Wendy and Chuck had been watching, gagged, the entire time, Wendy came on her furiously- frigging fingers and Chuck sank to the base of the phallus he was sitting on and shot his wimpy, impotent load all over the closet door. That night, Luke fucked his new initiate in every way possible, and in every hole possible. And, just like her twin sister, her ass proved to be tailor-made for Big Black Cock, taking his whole extraordinary length and girth inside her down to the BALLS every single time. By the time he was done with her, all of her holes had been stretched beyond recognition and were oozing great gobs of thick black man-seed, which Missy was only too happy to lick up and share with Mommy and Daddy, snowballing great, thick gobs of Luke's ball batter with them. For the coup de grace, she sealed her lips to Sissy's great, yawning, loose asshole and slurped out cheek- bulging mouthfuls of the slimy, viscous light-brown mixture and planted her full, dripping lips right on her Dad's mouth and Frenched him - regurgitating every last sticky lump of it into his mouth, making sure he swallowed it all down. She repeated this, emptying her sister's bowels and feeding it to Chuck until all she was sucking out of Sissy's ass were loud, foul farts. Wendy and Luke watched this with pride as the voluptuous MILF deep-throated him - sucking and licking every inch of his superhuman, ebony fucktool clean of her daughter's thoroughly-churned shit-sludge, cooing and moaning with lewd, filthy relish. Chapter 15: THE FAMILY REUNION For a while after Sissy rejoined the family, everything centered around her. Luke made sure she got PLENTY of extra attention and made up for lost time. She was fucked and used in just about every conceivable way - and in some inconceivable ones, too. Luke gave the little white bitch a real crash course in Advanced White Slavery. Butch was almost completely ignored those first two weeks around Christmas and New Year's after Sissy came home. He had no contact with the rest of the family at all, which suited him fine. But he was locked in the basement and had to have food passed to him through the doggie door. When they remembered to feed him, he devoured it greedily. He heard the moans and screams and banging of the near-constant animalistic fucking going on all over the house and wondered what had brought on this sudden burst of activity, while also thanking God that he was being spared from it. The worst of his dilemma was the bathroom situation. His parents had always meant to have one built down there, but all that existed was a rough-in. So he ended up having to piss and shit in the laundry room sink and now the stench was absolutely unbearable - nauseating from dawn to dusk. But Butch dared not complain about it for fear of being dragged up into the barbarous non-stop orgy upstairs. It wasn't until a month after Sissy had come home and been indoctrinated as the latest worshipper in the Church of Black Cock that Butch even found out his other younger sister had come home! To his dismay and utter revulsion, he found this out by being escorted by the leash to the bathroom by his cowed cuckold of a father. There he was shocked and appalled to see Luke sitting on the throne and both of his sisters, twins Missy and Sissy - licking, sucking, stroking and otherwise worshipping his towering black schlong of power. Each one had their pretty lips wrapped around one of his heavy, jumbo-sized balls, barely fitting in their petite girly mouths. Their four dainty hands were wrapped around his monument of masculinity, from the base to about 3 inches shy of the great, swollen head, their hands stroking in rhythm. Butch audibly gasped at its size, having almost forgotten how huge it was during his isolation in the basement. "Oh, no... Sissy..." Butch bemoaned. Sissy pulled her mouth off of Luke's left ball (the bigger one) with a crude POP! and waved to her big brother with a huge smile, "Butchie! I missed you! Come join us, there's more than enough to go around!" "Wh... what?!" Butch was appalled at the thought. "Oh come on!" Sissy pouted, "I heard ALL about how great a cocksucker you are! Mommy and Missy even showed me the pictures online!" Butch flushed beet red. Not only had his own mother and beloved sister spread the tales of his gay subjugation, they were posting them ONLINE?! He was speechless with impotent rage and hopelessness. Sissy stood up and took the leash from Chuck who weakly relinquished it to her. Wordlessly, and without instruction, Chuck took his position next to his wife, kneeling and head bowed in the bathtub. Sissy pulled the reluctant Butch and led him between Luke's powerful black thighs and pushed him down to his knees in front of the sitting godlike figure, reclining upon his throne. "Well, look at this," Luke grinned, "it's a goddamned Whitebread family fuckin' reunion! Unless there's any more kids you stupid crackers 'forgot' to tell me about out there!" Chuck and Wendy shook their heads. "Go ahead, Butchie," Sissy prompted with a sweet, girly tone, "Show me how good you suck that big, black dick! I wanna learn how to be a REAL good cocksucker like you!" Butch shook with embarrassment and fear, looking up to Luke for any sign of mercy, but found only condescension and relaxed, supreme confidence in his superiority. "Yeah, whiteboi," Luke teased, "show these amateur bitches how it's DONE!" he flexed his dick for effect, jerking the girls' hands as they were wrapped around his tree-trunk like meatpole, making them giggle with glee. They used their four hands to tip the towering beast and point it right at Butch's pretty little pink lips. "Say 'AHHHHHH'," Sissy prodded. Butch refused and clenched his jaw. There was NO way he was going to do this willingly, especially not in front of his little sisters! He may have lost his freedom and his manhood, but he still had his fucking PRIDE, unlike his wimp of a Dad who folded like a house of cards within the first week. Missy leaned over to Sissy and whispered something conspiratorially in her ear. Sissy's pretty face exploded in a broad, nasty grin and she instantly hopped up and left the room. Butch looked around nervously. When Sissy came back, she strutted in with a huge black strap-on flopping between her thighs! It was thicker than her arm and hung down pornographically between her legs, slapping her thigh weightily with each step. "That's the 'Black Mamba'," Missy informed Butch, "I got it from Luke as a Christmas present! I use it on Daddy when he's being a little bitch like you are right now. Really helps keep him in his place!" Sissy swaggered up to Butch waving her massive phallus around and suddenly slapped him hard across the face with the full weight of the faux schlong, "SUCK IT, BITCH!!!" She screamed and took advantage of Butch's staggered and stunned state to shove his agape mouth down on Luke's fat head and shoved hard with both hands, popping the full, fat head of Luke's rigid, dripping prick into his slackened maw in one deft heave. "Aww, YEAH," Luke sighed and leaned back, resting his hands behind his head and settling in for a nice, long white fag blowjob, "THAT's the pretty whiteboi mouth my dick's been missin'! MMM, that's NICE." Luke closed his eyes and let Sissy fuck her brother's face with his raging hard-on, intent on making this last. Sissy pumped Butch's head back and forth with all her might. Her strength actually surprised Butch, but Sissy had been very active in extracurricular sports like Tennis, Softball and Swimming, so she was very toned and her arms were quite strong! "Hold this faggot in place, sis," Sissy requested of Missy, handing her the leash, "I'm gonna double penetrate this bitch!" Missy grinned wickedly and took the leash, yanking down hard with both arms, pulling poor Butch's head down and forcing another inch and a half of Luke's fat dark meat salami into the trapped boy's throat. Sissy positioned her pre-lubed phallus head at her brother's wrinkly pink puckerhole, deliciously exposed and vulnerable due to his steep angle of lean and close- legged kneeling position. She loved how his cock and balls hung down behind his thighs from his butthole like useless bits of boy-junk. "Missy told me this dildo was a special order because they don't make any this big normally," Sissy teased, rubbing the bulbous head around his unprotected hole, "They actually made it from a mold of Luke's own beautiful cock, could you tell? I bet you could, you should be familiar with every throbbing vein on that beast by now!" She pushed the head against his sphincter, "wanna see if you can take Luke's monster cock in both holes at once?!" she smiled a huge, toothy perverted grin. She reached down and spread his muscular tight white cheeks apart and cackled evilly when she saw his sphincter wink at her, "Aw, look, your cute little slutty butthole's flirting with me!" she giggled, then grunted with exertion as she shoved her fake prick into him with a mighty thrust and yelled, "FUCKING SLUT!!!" Butch groaned around Luke's fat cock as he felt his little sister ramming nearly half the rubber horse cock into his rectum in one cruel stroke. "Mm, that feels good when you make him squeal on my dick," Luke remarked, "do it a-fuckin-gain!" Sissy didn't need to be asked twice! While Missy kept Butch's head strapped down with the leash, Sissy grabbed his hair in both hands and pumped his mouth and up down on down on her Master's big black dick in tempo with her own ferocious ass-packing. With each thrust/pump, more dick was forced into Butch's opposite holes simultaneously, and each time his involuntary muffled caterwauls were longer and more intense. He was being double-fucked like the dirtiest, low-down gang bang whore and it was by his own, sweet little sister! Sissy was using every muscle in her tight, lithe little body to soul-rape her big brother and she worked up a quick sweat from pumping so hard. She ass-raped her big brother HARD, riding him like a mechanical bull, cursing him out and calling him all sorts of names, "FUCK MOTHERFUCKER, CHOKE ON THAT DICK! TAKE MY FUCKING MEAT UP YOUR FAGGOT ASS, FAGGOT! YEAH!" Butch moaned and groaned and writhed with each deep, pounding attack on his ass, and gagged and drooled slack-jawed on the ebony pole getting forced further and further into his esophagus with each shove on his head. Sissy's pace suddenly, unbelievably, picked up speed - her cock and his head both blurs like pornographic pistons at full power. Missy had never seen Butch fucked so hard, and it was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen! His whole, sexy, lean, toned frame was shaking, wracked by the merciless full-body rape being inflicted on him. His own average-sized dick was flopping around uselessly between his legs which were being spread wider and wider by the relentless ass-pounding. Missy couldn't help but use one of her hands to finger herself while she watched (though not before making sure to wrap the leash around her arm several times to make sure her grip wouldn't fail). Sissy punctuated each rapid, full-force assault with some profanity, expletive or insult, "FUCK!!! FAGGOT!!! SHIT!!! FUCKING!!! BITCH!!! COCKSUCKING!!! WHORE!!!" With that final outburst, she threw her legs up against the bathroom wall behind her and lunged forward with all her strength and weight, using the leverage to drive both her silicone tool and Luke's undeniably real one down to the hilt in Butch's mouth AND asshole at the same time! Butch was so overwhelmed that his whole body convulsed and his eyes rolled back in his head. He had never dreamed that one person could feel so incredibly and absolutely STUFFED! Missy groaned and was on the verge of an intense orgasm, especially once she saw Butch's flaccid weenies stiffen up as he twitched and spasmed on the twin monster black dicks that were impaling him from both ends. "FUCK YEAH!!!!" Sissy screamed, still horizontal with her feet on the wall and her full weight pressing down on Butch's head and ass, "We're BALLS DEEP in you, you FUCKING WHITE WHORE!!!" She ground her hips into his abused butt and ground his face into Luke's pubes, "How's that FEEL, you fucking FAGGOT? How's it feel to be IMPALED at both ends with big black DICK?! Damn, you're a bigger slut for black cock than any of us REAL girls, taking it ALL the way in at BOTH ends - just like a REAL cockwhore!!" "FFFFFUCK!" Luke's abs flexed and he hunched a little bit, "DAMN, BITCH!" "TIE HIM OFF, TIE HIM OFF!" Sissy yelled to Missy, "I want to KEEP him here!" Missy got what Sissy meant and stopped masturbating long enough to crawl behind the toilet and tie the leash taut to the pipe. Now there was NO WAY Butch would be able to pull his head back, he was STUCK deep-throating Luke's entire gargantuan gut-fucker until they decided to let him go! "YEAH, DEEP-THROAT THAT MONSTER YOU LITTLE FUCKING COCKSUCKING FAG-BITCH!" Sissy screamed in his ear, "YOU'RE GONNA GET A BELLYFUL OF BLACK BABY BATTER IN THAT FLAT TUMMY OF YOURS!" "Ohhh FFFUUUCCKK!" Luke was having a hard time keeping his cool now. Missy was back to frigging herself like mad. "That's what you WANT, isn't it?!" Sissy pounded his ass for emphasis, "You LOVE the feel of a bellyful of hot, STICKY, nigger NUT BUTTER, bloating your faggy tummy, FILLING you up?!" Butch groaned a long, deep, plaintive wail. Luke felt it vibrating the ENTIRE length of his rock-hard prick, buried to the balls in the whiteboy's palpating, undulating esophagus. Butch's captive throat massaged the cock, seemingly trying to pull it in still further, MILKING it! "AH SHIT, AH SHIT!" Luke hissed through clenched teeth. He was getting close and it was taking everything he had not to bust his nut right then and there. And from the boiling in his colossal, hanging balls, it was going to be a spunk flood of BIBLICAL proportions! "That's what I THOUGHT!" Sissy growled, slapping Butch across the face HARD while plowing into his ass. "You want it so bad, well then TAKE IT!!!" With that, she began a move that seemed like some sort of acrobatics routine or circus act - with her feet still on the wall and her hands still on the back of Butch's head, she lifted her entire horizontal body straight up toward the ceiling, extracting all but the head of her replica rape tool out of his ass - obscenely stretching and pulling on his poor, abused sphincter, threatening to pull it right out of him, it seemed. This, alone, made Butch's body sag and elicited a deep, almost relieved-sounding moan. But when she suddenly free-fell back down onto his ass with the full force of gravity, driving the prick all the way back in, Butch jerked and bucked and tried, instinctively to get away. Arms and legs flailing, he threatened to simultaneously ruin Sissy's expert staging and to lynch himself on the still-tied leash. "Mom, Dad, get over here and hold this fucking wimp still!" Sissy turned and ordered her parents. They had been watching with rapt awe and immediately scrambled over to secure the panic-ridden teenager. Missy and Wendy each grabbed a wrist and held it to the ground while putting their knee against his elbow to keep his arms straight. Chuck took the rear position, under the suspended Sissy and laid across Butch's calves. He wrapped his arms around Butch's thighs to keep his knees from splaying and, as a consequence, has a perfect close-up on the ass-pounding action. As Sissy resumed her anal acrobatics, Chuck had to dodge Butch's wildly flopping erect penis - now dripping pre-cum and flicking it everywhere. Chuck got some in his eye, but couldn't risk letting go of his son's thighs to wipe it away. He held on for dear life and let himself be mesmerized by the incredible sight of Sissy's tremendous cock- hammer rising out of and crashing back into Butch's muscular ass with bone-rattling force and brutal alacrity. Sissy was now so far gone in her savage fuck-fever that she couldn't even form coherent curses anymore. She was just screaming and howling and growling as she sky-dived into her brother's destroyed bowels over and over and over again. "SHIT! FUCK!!!" Luke grunted, "Slow down, bitch, or I'm gonna NUT right now!" "Then FUCKIN' NUT!!!!" Sissy screamed, driving her full length and girth into Butch with full force and pushing off the wall with her powerful leg muscles to grind her pelvis against his pinked-up ass. The head of her prick was now lodged all the way up in his colon and when she wriggled her hips against his ass, he felt it rearranging his internal organs, pushing them around without concern for proper anatomy! "DUMP your HOT NIGGER SEED into this FAGGOT'S WORTHLESS belly! MAKE HIM YOUR FUCKIN' CUM DUMPSTER! I wanna FEEL you PUMPING your SPERM into his GUT! I wanna see you IMPREGNATE this FAGGOT'S FACE!!!" "AH FFUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKK!!!!" Luke screamed and shot upright, wrapping his powerful, massive arms around Butch's head, pulling down on it while at the same time flexing his mighty butt muscles to their full horsepower, angling up his hips to drive the very base of his dick where his balls hung off into the boy's over-stretched mouth and flattening his nose against his muscular abs, suffocating him. Missy and Wendy marveled at the sight of Luke's entire, herculean figure being devoted to driving his leviathan of a fuckstick into the boy's mouthpussy. Missy saw Luke's hanging balls contracting and pulsating, rising and falling as he emptied them into Butch's guts and couldn't control herself. She leaned down and sucked the heavy testicle into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth, fingering her pussy and asshole at the same time. Wendy saw what Missy had done and immediately followed suit, inhaling Luke's left, even larger nut into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue, loving the feel of it jerking and spasming in her mouth, knowing it was dumping its load into her son's belly. She hoped that, somehow, she was helping pump Luke's potent black seed into the immobilized cockslave. Luke felt mother and daughter sucking his balls and coaxing out the jizz and he roared in primal ecstasy as the first load he'd been holding back and building up finally broke through his dam of willpower and fired like a howitzer from his balls down his heavy artillery and exploded from his flared head like a napalm BOMB, scorching the walls of Butch's stomach and setting fire to his guts! Butch screamed and jerked and struggled, but he was held firm by Luke's unbreakable death grip, the weight of Sissy on his back and the rest of the family pinning his limbs. He was entirely, completely helpless and could do nothing but turn inward and experience, with heightened sensitively and awareness, every single nerve along his digestive tract - lighting up like a Christmas tree. From his lips rubbing on Luke's scratchy pubes, to his tongue tasting Luke's taint and feeling the vigorous pumping of the underside of Luke's cock, acting like an early-warning system that another salvo was incoming. His esophagus involuntarily suckled on the fire hose lodged in it and his belly was BURNING with the heat of Luke's broiling man-seed flooding and bloating his rapidly-filling gut. Sissy saw what was happening and screamed like a Banshee, "YEEAAASSSSSSSSSSSS!" her screams of ecstasy turned into a hiss as she ground her pussy against the base of the strap-on and came like an animal on her brother's used and abused ass. Chuck was so transfixed by the site of his daughter cumming that he totally didn't see Butch blow his load until it was too late. It his him square in the face. Chuck cried out and pulled away, but his cry got Sissy's attention and she saw what had happened. "OH FUCK, YEAH!" Sissy growled and reached down to grab Chuck by the hair and pull him back into place under Butch's squirting stiffy. She pumped Butch's ass with long, hard strokes, each one pumping another jizz-rope out of her brother's twitching dick and drizzled all over her father's face, icing it like a birthday cake! She timed her thrusts with Luke's powerful ejaculations so that when the big black behemoth was firing another supersized ball-blast into Butch's belly, the trapped teen was simultaneously and involuntarily blowing his load all over his father's sputtering face! After 20 or so barrages of potent man-gravy, each one as large as an average man's full load, Luke finally stopped pumping and eased his grip enough for Butch to suck in a breath through his nose and narrowly avoid blacking out (though he probably would have preferred to, rather than endure the ordeal he'd just experienced). Missy and Wendy had both cum while sucking on Luke's now-emptied balls and let the weighty testes slip from their mouths. Chuck was lying on his back, immobile and caked in the biggest load of his son's life to this point. Sissy, for her part, was riding out the afterglow of her explosive, multiple orgasms by grinding her still fully- embedded, ever hard prick in provocative slow circles that made the phallus stir his bowels like a bowl of brownie-batter. All the shit that had been packed up in there had long been liquefied and dripped down his thighs, some of it dripping onto his father's face and staining his rapidly-cooling spooge brown. "MMm, that was NIIIIICEE..." she cooed as she leaned forward and grabbed Luke's bowed head around the neck, "You are SUCH a FUCKING MAN!!!" And she kissed him passionately. Luke wasn't used to someone being the aggressor and was, frankly, SPENT, but he kissed her back, feeding her his thick tongue to suck on. It was quite a sight: this huge, built, black monument of manhood with the body of a champion weightlifter soul-kissing a petite, pigtailed blonde thirteen year old while her teenage brother knelt impaled from one end to the other on 28 inches of their grossly oversized, thick black dicks. Not to mention the rest of their family lying on the floor around them in post-orgasmic stupors. Slowly, Luke's cock began to lose its stiffness and deflated enough for Butch to relax - though Sissy's permanently-hard mega-dildo was still lodged all the way up inside him. Luke slowly extracted his glorious, conquering prick from Butch's mouth while Sissy continued to kiss him on the lips with true love and devotion. "Wait..." Sissy grabbed the shaft of his cock as his fat head was still lodged in Butch's thoroughly raped mouth. Luke looked at her and saw that degenerate gleam in her eyes that he loved so much about the twins. "I bet you need to take a nice, long piss, don't you?" she prodded, "That beautiful cock of yours hasn't pissed ALL DAY!" "MM, you NASTY, girl," Luke smiled, kissing her back, his cock starting to firm up at this glimpse into her depraved mind. "Oh, PLEASE, Black Daddy," Sissy moaned while grinding her prick in Butch's depths, "Feed this little worthless fagboy your PISSSSSS" she writhed at the nastiness of the word, "I want you to make him your personal toilet, just for me... PLEASSSSE!" Sissy whined and mewled, licking and biting Luke's large lower lip in debauched desire. "FUCK, bitch," Luke hissed, "since you begged so fuckin' nicely and shit..." Luke started to slide his semi hard prick back down Butch's throat, but Sissy pushed back on it. "No, please," Sissy pleaded, "just the head. I want him to TASTE every last FUCKING DIRTY DROP before he guzzles it down! Don't make it easy for this toilet fag! I want him to WORK for it!" "DAMN," Luke shook his head, "you are a piece of fuckin' WORK!" Luke adjusted his cock until just the head remained in Butch's exhausted mouth. The back of Butch's teeth acted as a natural barrier to keep Luke's mushroom-shaped tip from sliding out and his piss-hole sat square on the tip of the teen's worn-out tongue. Luke reached down with one hand and put it on the top of Butch's head to hold it in place and Sissy gripped his jaw tight to keep it sealed tight around Luke's prick. With her other hand she grabbed Butch's throat and squeezed a bit. When Luke's scalding-hot piss shot out from his urethra, it sprayed down the full length of Butch's tongue and saturated each and every tastebud, soaking them in his strong, acrid flavor. The intense torrent of overwhelming tastes flooded Butch's brain and he tried to pull away, but was firmly head locked and helpless to resist. All that he could do when the powerful, forceful stream had filled his mouth completely... was swallow. Swallow hard and swallow fast, because it was still coming out and showed absolutely zero chance of abating any time in the near future. Sissy felt the first big gulp with the hand she had wrapped around Butch's throat for verification and her whole body flushed red in sadistic arousal. "Holy SHIT," she hissed, "he's fucking DOING it! The fucking faggot is actually chugging down your hot, nasty PISS!!!" She looked into Luke's eyes with reverent, agape awe. She was raised to be a devout Christian, but Jesus was the farthest thing from her mind. From now on, this black Adonis was her god, and she worshipped him like the Titan of manliness that he was. Luke grabbed her head with his free hand and pulled her tight to him, French-kissing her so deep his tongue went down her throat. She gagged and choked on it, but let herself surrender to it, soon pumping her brother's ass to yet another gushing orgasm while the teen trapped between them guzzled down a gallon of saved-up, concentrated black piss. Fifteen minutes and a bloated belly full of spunk and rancid urine later, Butch was finally released and allowed to collapse to the floor. AFTER Sissy made him lick and eat up all his cold, shit-stained spooge from his father's thoroughly-frosted face. After Butch has licked up and eaten every drop from Chuck's face, Sissy rewarded him with a severe, lengthy spanking that made the used teen wail and cry and squeal. Her sharp, unpredictable blows punished his already-abused ass with stinging precision and cruelty. "Naughty, NAUGHTY faggot!" she admonished him while she tanned his squirming butt, "Cumming without permission! How DARE you! I didn't say you could pop your little white cork, did I?! NO!" FWAP! "I!" SMACK!! "DID!" THWACK! "NOT!!!!" CRACK!!! Sissy pushed the whimpering, defeated teen from her lap and stood, "time to show you what Luke got YOU for Christmas!" She slipped out of the room briefly. Butch had been in his basement exile during Christmas, virtually forgotten. He welcomed the respite, fearing that their black assailant would resume his torment when he was finally let back out. Little did he suspect that is was his innocent little sister, Sissy, he should have been afraid of! Sissy returned with a small metal object of some sort. It looked like a miniature medieval torture device, like a little metal cage. It was cylindrical in shape but only 3 or 4 inches long and curved. Sissy knelt beside Butch and flipped him over. Butch watched in confused impotence as she slipped the cock cage over his small, flaccid penis, then locked it in place with a heavy padlock. She took the key out and handed it to Luke. She stood up and admired her work, satisfied, "Merry Christmas, faggot!" Sissy sang sweetly, then put on a pouty face and spoke in a mock baby voice, "now your widdle teenie-weenie won't never EVER get all big and stiffy without a gwown-up telling you to! No more icky- wicky accidents for you, widdle Butchy-Bitchy!" she wagged her finger and shook her head in an exaggerated, cartoonish display, as if speaking to an infant. This sent Missy and Luke into a bout of raucous laughter and the three of them cracked up, pointing at Butch's imprisoned little white dick and calling Butch all sorts of demeaning nicknames like "baby dick", "softie", "limpdick", and "tweety bird". The last one they liked so much that they held him down and wrote it on his belly above his groin with a marker. Sissy added a little word balloon coming from the dick that said "I tawt I taw a puddy tat!". The three howled in laughter at this and leashed him back to the toilet, handcuffing him as well for good measure. Luke picked up Wendy and Chuck (one in each arm) and the five of them retired to the bedroom. Sissy threw one last aspersion under her breath, chuckling and shaking her head, "silly dick-loving pussy-assed wimp..." She slammed the bathroom door closed, leaving Butch in the dark to sob, overcome by his abject humiliation and degradation. The Whitebread Family Reunion lasted through the night, a non-stop carnalia of orgiastic fucking and depravity and filth. Each member of the family got their fill of black cock that night. Each got impregnated with Luke's potent seed, whether in their dripping cunts, gaping assholes or both. Butch was mostly left alone, still leashed and now handcuffed to the toilet. Although whenever anyone needed to take a piss, they simply did it in his mouth rather than in the toilet. Only Chuck couldn't bring himself to use his son in this way and drained his bladder down the bathtub drain instead. He still had a father's pride for his son, still remembered how proud he was the day Butch became the starting QB for their team. He hoped that one day Butch might escape and forget all of this - live a normal life. Sissy's great black dildo, however, was never dislodged from his intestines. She simply unstrapped it and left it up there when the rest of the family retired to the bedroom for the night's festivities. They seemed to forget about it (and Butch in general) and he fell asleep with it still fully inserted in him, still bound to the toilet. The next morning, Sissy woke up first. She was sore and spent from the long, rough night of fucking with Luke. She and Missy and Wendy had all fallen asleep on Luke's crotch, each of them with a ball or cockhead in their mouths, suckling themselves to sleep on the majestic organ. She awoke with his left ball still in her mouth and hummed in appreciation, sucking on it and rolling it around in her mouth. Spent as she was, just being in proximity of Luke's crotch made her wet. His scent was that of a REAL man and his manly balls reminded her of the generous, sweet spunk they so willingly spewed into her hungry mouth so often. As she sucked, though, felt her bowels grumble, audibly. She had a sudden discomfort in her gut and she realized she needed to take a shit, and BADLY. It didn't surprise her, she'd had her ass packed at least 3 or 4 times last night and a truly mammoth payload of Luke's virile seed had been stewing in her guts for hours now, wreaking who-knows-what kind of havoc on her digestive system. Sissy tried to slip out of bed carefully so that nobody would hear her, but just as her first foot touched the floor, a loud, nauseating fart exploded from her ass. To her relief, nobody stirred and she hobbled off the bathroom as quickly and quietly as she could, each step elicit evoking another wet, sloppy fart to explode from between her petite, tight white cheeks. Sissy made it to the toilet just in time, but Butch was asleep on it, resting his head on the lid. Worse, his arms were cuffed in a way that they crossed over the lid, meaning she'd have to find the key and uncuff him if she wanted to lift the lid. As another powerful blast escaped her quaking anus, she decided there was no time to find the key and she grabbed Butch by the hair, pulled his head up and laid it facing up on the side of the lid, forced his mouth open and sat straight down on his open, unsuspecting maw. Immediately, her asshole erupted like Mt. Vesuvius, blowing hot cum & shit lava all over Butch's tongue and filling his mouth almost halfway with just the first expulsion alone. Butch's eyes shot open immediately and he seemed unable to process what was happening to him right away. He made no move to escape or escape, not knowing who was on his face or what that funny taste was in his mouth. When Sissy grunted and blasted a huge, long, nasty wet fart into his mouth, it shocked him like an explosion and blew out of his nose. "EWWW!" Sissy waved her hand to disperse the stench, then looked back over her shoulder at Butch, "Oh, good morning, toilet boy! Hope you're hungry, I've got to drop a MONSTER load right now and it's NOT going to wait!" Butch tried to scream, but the weak gurgling sound that managed to bubble up through the thick liquid concoction his mouth was swallowed up by her cavernous asshole and made her giggle. "Oh, stop complaining, you fucking sissy!" She slapped his face hard, "you're going to want to breathe out now, all the way, got it?" Butch didn't understand, so she slapped him again, "I SAID, breathe all the way the FUCK out!" Butch did as she said and she put her finger under his nose to feel when the air current stopped. When it did, she immediately clamped her fingers tight on his nostrils cutting off his air. "Now SWALLOW!" Sissy ordered him. Butch shook his head and pleaded to her with his eyes. But he needn't have wasted the effort, because there was no relenting forthcoming from his little sister - EVER. "Do it if you want to breathe, faggot!" Sissy hissed. Butch panicked. He wriggled and bucked as he felt his lungs starting to burn in their need for oxygen. He gave in to desperation and did as Sissy commanded. Butch swallowed and the first large gulp disappeared down his throat. Sissy saw this and smiled, "Good boy! Now keep going, there's LOTS more where THAT came from!" Butch started to swallow another big gulp, but his stomach revolted at the disgusting, foul mixture and he gagged and retched, the part he'd already swallowed regurgitating back into his mouth. Sissy heard him gag and barf and realized what had just happened and laughed with sadistic glee, "Oh YEAH, choke on my ass-juice! You don't like it? You can't do it?!" Butch shook his head plaintively, begging with his tear- streaked eyes for some measure of compassion. "TOO FUCKING BAD!" Sissy shouted at him and bore down to shoot out another fresh, hot batch of the viscous cum & shit mixture from the depths of her trembling bowels straight into his mouth, almost doubling what was already in his overburdened, distressed oral orifice. Butch cried and groaned in despair as he felt the sickly river of soiled spooge flood into his mouth, the weight increasing and sending fresh waves of nauseating taste sensations firing into his retreating brain. The sensations overwhelmed him and he surrendered mentally and spiritually to his predicament, his willpower and sense of self shattering. His body convulsed in muffled sobs as he began to chug down the vile brew, huge gulp after huge gulp. "There you go!" Sissy sneered in depraved satisfaction, "the plumbing's flowing again nicely! Now I can stop holding back!" And then Sissy's asshole practically detonated with scatological force - belching, spewing and gushing with a non-stop torrent of filthy, slimy, putrid butt-mud and thrice-baked black nut batter. As soon as Butch forced down a heaping mouthful, another, seemingly nastier one replaced it. "FUCK YEAH!" Sissy hissed, "CHUG that shit down, you fucking worthless white TOILET!" Sissy was now frigging herself like mad with her free hand as she grunted and pushed and emptied the overflowing contents of her boiling bowels down her captive brother's gullet, "You are SUCH a FUCKING pathetic SHIT-eating, COCK-gobbling, FAGGOT-ass BITCH!! UUNNGHH!!" - her asshole blew a particularly voluminous gush of fresh semen-infused diarrhea into Butch's struggling face-hole. Sissy was still holding his nose vice-tight, depriving him of any small bit of air. Butch concentrated on swallowing as huge a mouthful as he could at a time, and as rapidly as he could manage. He was desperate for air and was starting to feel light headed. Sissy's shit- stream seemed never-ending and he began to think he was going to suffocate under her erupting ass-volcano, dying with a mouthful of her liquid shit still sitting in his mouth. Butch felt his vision fading and he got dizzy as he heroically continued swigging the sewage swill from his sister's petite round butt - how could SO MUCH shit come from SUCH a tiny ass?!! He was delirious and fading fast. But to his surprise, the diarrhea had sputtered to an end and he only needed to swallow one last oversized offering of offal and he would be done! Clinging to his consciousness with all of his remaining strength, he made a herculean effort to force the last generous gulp down into his already-bloated belly. Feeling it's bulging weight run down his esophagus and drop heavily into his overflowing stomach, he made a pathetic, whimpering vocal plea into Sissy's gaping shithole to indicate he had finished his impossible task. "Holy SHIT!" Sissy beamed, "you fucking DID IT! I thought you were gonna pass out! Color me impressed!" Butch's eyes began to roll back in his head, he was on the verge of blacking out now. "Okay, okay, no need to be so fucking dramatic you drama queen," Sissy sighed in annoyance, "here it comes, on the count of three, I'm going to let you have your precious air - okay? One... two... THREE!" Sissy moved to lift her ass off his mouth and Butch started to suck in a sharp, deep breath, but she faked him out and planted her ass right back down on his face, fingers still clenching his nostrils closed and she doubled over and exerted with all her abdominal strength, grunting loudly as she blew the longest, nastiest, hottest power-fart down his airway, filling his desperately-sucking lungs with her foul flatulence. Butch couldn't stop himself from inhaling the noxious gas - his body needed air so badly, it didn't care WHERE it came from - and the power of her explosive anal decompression literally forced the decidedly unladylike ass blast into his lungs, inflating them and saturating them with her fecal wind. "Oopsie!" Sissy feigned bashful embarrassment, "I tooted! Sorry!" she giggled and watched her brother absorb the oxygen from her gaseous gift. "Mmm, now you're my total fucking ass-slave, aren't you?" Sissy moaned, rubbing her dripping pussy and grinding her ass on Butch's face, "you could live COMPLETELY on my ass, couldn't you? I'd let you drink my diarrhea for water, eat my SHIT for food and breathe my sweet farts for air!" She was flushing and moaning now, "FUCK, that's hot, I want to make you my toilet slave, big brother, I want you to LIVE for my asshole! Wouldn't you like that?" Butch moaned, no longer in danger of passing out but totally subjugated by his cruel, perverted younger sister and her oppressive ass. "Okay, now breathe out, through the nose-" she finally released his nostrils and let him exhale her processed ass gas, "that's good, now breathe in, ready-" And she grunted and farted again into his mouth as he sucked in, inflating his rib cage anew. "MMM, FUCK!" she was so incredibly turned on now, fingering herself and writhing on his face, "again!" They fell into a rhythm of this for a few good, long moments. Him exhaling, her feeding him fresh farts over and over. Missy and Wendy and Chuck and Luke had woken up some time ago and had been watching the scene in rapt appreciation. Missy was riding her mother's face while Wendy fingered herself and watched from her place under the girl's grinding cunt. Luke was slow-pumping Chuck's throat and fingering the cuckold's exposed asshole nice and slow and deep. Chuck was ashamed that his little pecker was rock-hard. The sight before them was a beautiful one, Sissy and Butch's bodies undulating and oscillating in perfect synchronicity - his lungs expanding as her belly flattened and expelled precious life-giving air into them with muffled vulgarity. Her flatulent ass exhaling while his gasping mouth inhaled. Their bodies formed one continuous respiration for a short, precious moment in time. For that exquisite interlude, they were a symbiotic union of mouth and ass. There was a sibling bond between them that seemed loving and giving, even while being so deliciously and thoroughly raunchy and debauched. But, like all moments of fleeting perfection, the moment was destined to yield to heartless reality. Sissy bore down for another huge fart but felt something very WRONG and very sudden shift in her bowels, "OHMYGOD. What the FUCK-" Before she knew it, a huge, fat anaconda of hard-packed, long-dormant shit was sliding unbidden out of her asshole and into Butch's unsuspecting, fart-drenched mouth. "OHJESUSFUCKCHRIST!!!" Sissy groaned and bolted upright, unable to stop the inexorable passage of the monster shit-log evacuating her guts and forcing its way into Butch's defenseless maw. Butch had fallen into a state of detached calm quiescence breathing from his sister's asshole for several minutes. So he was totally caught off-guard when the dense, solid head of the shit-snake slid over his tongue, leaving a slimy trail of ass-mucus and shit- smear, then forced its way through his vulnerable esophageal opening. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to try to close his throat and stop it. Sissy was dropping the monster of all constipated shits down his gullet and he was powerless to do anything about it! Butch bucked and thrashed and flailed, but he was completely trapped and pinned under Sissy's overflowing fudge factory. "OH-SHIT-OH-SHIT-OH-SHIT!!!" Sissy screamed as she came on her four fingers with mercurial ferocity, "BIGGEST FUCKING TURD I EVER-UNNNNNNGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" The power of her core-deep climax forced the remainder of her titanic log out of her shuddering shitter and she fell forward, leaving a good three inches of the epic, horse-sized fecal deposit sticking obscenely out of Butch's packed piehole. Sissy kept cumming and turned around to gaze upon her works, falling against the wall, rubbing and frigging herself to multiple orgasm. To her surprise, she squirted powerful jets of girl-cum all over Butch's face, which only made her cum even harder. "AW, FFFUUCCCKKK!!!" Luke groaned uncontrollably as he saw what had happened and drove three of his fat fingers into Chuck's asshole down to the first knuckle so he could pick the faggot patriarch up into the air by the ass and shoved his head all the way down onto his throbbing monster cock to the BALLS. Chuck felt the big black phallus spasming in his throat and felt Luke's powerful spunk explode into his belly and came all over himself in his upside-down position. Missy was cumming hard, grinding on Wendy's face and pissing uncontrollably. Wendy guzzled it down, riding out her own powerful orgasm as she watched her daughter jizzing all over the massive turd she'd left sticking out of her defeated and demoralized son's slack-jawed, distended mouth. "Oooohhhh... ffffffFFFUCK!!" Sissy convulsed with the last wave of her ultra-orgasm rippled through her every nerve ending, "Jesus CHRIST that was fucking GOOD..." Her heavily lidded eyes parted to see Butch, still reclined with his head back, resting on the toilet lid, right where she left him. She knelt down beside him to get a better view of her incredible turd-tower rising from his stuffed face. It was slick with her cum and she wrapped her hand around it as far as she could (it was even wider than Luke's freakishly huge dick!), feeling its firmness and texture. It was still hot and lumpy in her hand as she stroked it up and down in admiration. It looked to be made of large, dense balls of shit thickly packed together (probably by Luke's repeated, non-stop and uncompromising deep anal compactions). "That is one HOLY shit," she joked, cracking herself up. She raised up, looking down into Butch's wide, panicked eyes, "SWALLOW it, toilet!" Butch tried to protest, but his throat was corked and all that came out was a pitiful groan from somewhere in his chest. "Oh, come on, big brother!" Sissy tried to reason with him, "After I was SO nice to give you this HUGE, yummy gift, you're going to be all ungrateful and insult me like this?!" She saw Butch's jaw bobble a bit as if he was trying to talk - or maybe trying (and failing miserably) to bite into the compressed crap-cylinder. "I said CHEW that shit up and EAT it!!!" Sissy squeezed the end of the shit and shoved down on it HARD, trying to force it into Butch's mouth - but it wouldn't budge. Butch gagged and convulsed and retched, but the shit pillar was stubbornly impassive, not giving an inch. "Faggot," Sissy's voice took on a deadly-serious threatening tone now, "you GOBBLE my delicious fudge right fuckin' NOW or I'm gonna ask Luke to bring 10 of his biggest, blackest friends over to feed you their smelly shit for a WEEK! And theirs won't be sweet like mine!" Butch tried as best he could to bite into the log, or to coax it down his throat with his esophageal muscles, lurching and convulsing as he tried his absolute best to draw it into his already distended belly, but it was no use. He couldn't budge it. Failing and fearing the consequences, he looked into Sissy's furious glare and tears streamed from his eyes, sobs silently wracking his shit-packed torso. Sissy rolled her eyes and stood up in disgust, "UGH, you're so fucking pathetic," she strode out of the room and jerked her thumb back while addressing Luke, "Master, the toilet's clogged, you better bring your plunger." Luke cracked a great big toothy grin, pulled Chuck's mouth off his still-rigid dick unceremoniously and hopped off the bed. Butch watched Luke walk towards him with growing terror. The black giant slowly strutted toward him stroking his intimidating weapon of an organ until he was hard as a steel pipe and standing right next to him. Luke reached down with one veiny, thickly muscled arm and pinned Butch's head in place, adjusting it so that his mouth, throat and belly made a continuous, straight line. Then he straddled the boy's body and angled his massive meat- missile straight down, aimed right at the tip of the pile of obstinate dung protruding from Butch's mouth. Suddenly, Butch knew what was about to happen, but he was so intimidated by Luke's dominant presence that he was paralyzed. He could only scream in protest in his own mind. Butch's internal plight was invisible to all witnessing the event, but it would have been completely fucking moot anyway, as Luke's prodigious piled river was an unstoppable force about to show an immovable object what happens when it comes up against Big Black Cock. With sudden and beastly force, Luke's powerful thighs dropped him into a deep squat, driving his unbending man hammer straight into the tip of the tower of turd, shoving it into Butch's face and demolishing it into pasty chunks in his mouth. Butch's cheeks bulged obscenely outward as they strained and stretched, packed tight with mashed filth. Luke pushed as far in as he could, only managing to get to Butch's tonsils with the first thrust. Enough to squash and break up everything in the teen's mouth, though, so he raised himself up and plunged himself back in, mashing and squishing the dense crap into a chunky paste. Before long, his dick was penetrating Butch's throat and shoving large chunks of the shit-cement down through the captive teen toilet's digestive tract. Sissy was back, now, fucking herself with a large black dildo and recording the whole thing on her mom's iPhone, "Yeah, PACK that shit in there! FUCK it down his FAGGOT SHIT-EATING THROAT, you great big fucking NIGGER GOD!!!" Luke looked uncannily like an industrial machine, a great big piston ploughing the earth like an unstoppable hammer of God. His muscular thighs flexed and constricted in a mesmerizing, ever-increasing rhythm, his hips grinding in a circular pattern to help stir the stubborn shit pile. He was working so hard pumping Sissy's thick shit down he was actually breaking a sweat, breathing hard and grunting with each deep thrust. It took several minutes, but eventually Luke drove in with one last, mighty heave and sank his entire shaft into Butch's human sewer system. Luke's balls hung heavily over Butch's chin and the black man dropped his full, impressive weight onto the boy's face - driving his dick as deep into the boy as he could get it. Luke held it there, unmoving but every sinewy muscle in his incredible body flexed and tight. Sissy came like a screaming banshee as she saw from her vantage point behind the black rapist that the only muscles moving on him were his powerful perineal muscles stretching from his asshole to the base of his implanted prick! His taint was clenching and unclenching vigorously, bobbling his massive horse-balls up and down with each throbbing contraction. Even though Luke was uncharacteristically mute, Sissy knew that he was pumping Butch's belly full of his virile, potent black man-seed, spraying her freshly- churned megashit with his hot fuck-frosting. As she climaxed uncontrollably, she pictured her ginormous shit-pile sitting in her brother's stomach like a huge chocolate birthday cake, with Luke's cock-cream the icing on the crappy cake and Butch's warm belly the oven it was going to bake in until his body digested it all... Luke's silence was broken by one sharp, loud grunt of satisfaction as his balls emptied into the shit-packed captive's gut. He opened his eyes and looked down into Butch's half-lidded, dazed baby-blue eyes. "Now we gotta flush the system, whiteboy," Luke jeered, "make sure this white toilet never clogs up again!" Butch's eyes fluttered briefly in resigned acknowledgement of his fate, but that was all he had the remaining energy to muster. He didn't even flinch as Luke unleashed a river of hot, dark yellow, rancid piss down his throat. "AHHHHHHHhhhhh...." Luke sighed in relief, having held his piss all night long, "nothin' I love more than a nice, long mornin' piss!" Sissy was beside herself with depraved lust, she couldn't possibly cum any more, but she was in a constant state of insatiable horniness no matter how often or how hard she came. She collapsed to the floor and gave into her animal lust, rubbing her sore, swollen pussy yet again, watching in rapturous reverence as her hyper masculine African owner drained his full, bursting bladder into her humiliated, violated and thoroughly subjugated white wimp of a brother. She felt another orgasm build as she watched Butch's belly bulge and distend as Luke flooded it with his unending torrent of scalding hot, nasty piss. But what really put her over the edge and sent her into another bone-rattling climax was when she noticed Butch's meager teenage prick was bright red, straining against the cock cage keeping it from growing... and dribbling cum involuntarily onto the floor. When Luke had finished draining his monster lizard into the engorged toilet boy, he extracted his now-limp (though still ten-inch long) black meat from the whiteboi's throat and let him fall slack against the toilet bowl. Luke looked around in satisfaction at the family he'd so thoroughly conquered. Butch was a cocksucking human toilet, Sissy was a depraved, raving bitch of a nymphomaniac, now passed out on the bathroom floor from her constant state of orgasm. Back in the bedroom, Missy had pegged her dad into submission with her horse cock strap-on and had fallen asleep on top of him with it still buried in his ass. And Wendy was crawling to him on her hands and knees to him to worship his manly, pendulous cock and balls. Luke picked the mewling white MILF-whore up and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her away as a loud, long, grotesque piss-burp belched forth involuntarily from Butch's bloated belly, unfettered and immodestly foul. Sissy successfully lobbied Luke to leave Butch tied or chained to the toilet whenever he wasn't being fucked so that everyone could sit on his face and use his mouth as their personal bidet (and Sissy and Luke could take nice, long shits down his throat). Butch had no say in this, and was helpless to do anything about it. One merciful detail, at least, was that the toilet lid was padded and soft, so Butch's head had some cushioning when people were sitting on his face and crapping down his throat. To Be Continued! Scatwoman@aol.com -------------------------------------------------------- This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help. -------------------------------------------------------- Kristen's collection - Directory 83