By Daddy's Psychotic Demented Princess

There were no lights in the hallway as he quietly made his way to the far end, where her room was. Taking special care, he avoided the places he knew creaked, lest someone heard it and poked their head out to see who was up wandering around. After reaching her room he, quiet as he could, turned the knob and pushed it open.

Slipping in, he shut the door softly behind him and leaned against it, looking around. The light from her fish tank illuminated her room in a soft glow, so he could easily see her on the bed. She was curled up in a fetal position holding her teddy bear, Murphy, tightly to her chest. It was a chilly night, so she was wearing a pair of all-in-one footed pajamas. The soft light on her, combined with her sleeping form, made her appear years younger than she was. His eyes raked from her angelic sleeping face, partially hidden by a lock of her honey blonde hair that had fallen across one cheek, down her slender back over her pooched out ass, and down her thin legs. Even though they were encased in the soft fleece material, he knew what they looked like bare - long, thin and tanned, muscles flexing when she did a high kick while wearing her school uniform, getting a flash of her panties for the briefest of moments. His eyes raking back up her body to her angelic face, a sneer creased his face. Mom and Dad's little angel that could do no wrong, how he loathed her! Little Miss Perfect is how he always thought of her. Perfect hair, perfect body, straight "A" student, excelled at everything she did, helped around the house, generally the perfect daughter.

Mum and Dad lavished all their attention on her, when all he got was bitched at and told that he should be more like his sister. It had all been OK up until she had hit 14, then she started to bloom and turned into a stunning beauty. After that everyone seemed to forget all about him. Hell, he thought, he was no slouch in the looks department himself. Girls hung all over him. He was 6'5", thin, muscular, had his sister's flawless complexion that never allowed for acne, and well defined features. Add onto that the unruly mop of dark, blonde hair and his deep blue eyes, and you had chicks falling all over him. Yeah, he exuded sex appeal but SHE shone like a beacon that attracted everyone.

There was one big difference between them, and he knew what it was. She really was as sweet, kind and innocent as she acted, but he wasn't. Sure, he put on a good act at being the good son, but deep inside he was cruel, spiteful, resentful, and sadistic. He was very rarely overt with any of them, but they did manifest themselves from time to time, mostly when he was alone with someone so there were no witnesses to it. That way, if someone did say something about it, no one believed them.

Grinning wickedly, he thought of all the things he was going to make her do, to take her down a peg or two. The front of his sleep pants starting to tent out from the erection that was growing.

Quiet as a cat, he crept over to the bed, and then slipped into it behind her, conforming his body to the shape of hers. Wrapping one of his powerful arms around her mid-section, he pulled her back to his body, his erection resting firmly between the cleft of her arse cheeks. He then carefully slid the other arm under her neck and firmly clasped his hand over her mouth. Resting cheek to cheek with her he whispered into her ear, "Wakey, wakey, Sleeping Beauty. Prince Charming has something for you."

With a jerk her eyes flew open and she stiffened up. He heard a muffled "Eep!" as she tried to let out a soft yell. Rolling her eyes, she looked back at him. He could see they were wide with fear, and felt her trembling. When recognition finally shone in them, she calmed down a little and started to relax. After all, by now she was getting used to the mean tricks he played on her and him scaring her.

When he was sure she was calm, he removed his hand from her mouth and grinned at her. Letting out a sigh of relief, she licked her lips and said softly, "Scotty, that wasn't very nice. You really scared me!"

"So?" he said, chuckling. "You should be used to that by now Layce." God, he even hated her NAME! Layce, pronounced "lacey". So cut it almost made him want to puke.

Letting out a petulant huff, she wiggled around in his grasp trying to get free of it. "You had your fun, now let me go and get out. I want to go back to sleep."

"Oh, but I haven't BEGUN to have fun yet, baby sister," he whispered in her ear, and then he started rubbing his throbbing cock up and down her ass crack.

Looking over her shoulder at him, eyes wide, she sputtered, "What are you DOING?!?!?!?!?"

Nipping her ear a bit, he growled, "It MEANS I am going to fuck my baby sister."

Once again her eyes filled with terror. "No, Scotty! You can't do that to me!"

Chuckling again, he reached up and tweaked one of her nipples painfully through the soft fabric. When she let out a soft yelp of pain, he grinned, "Oh, but I can, and I am going to, Layce, because if you DON'T co-operate, I'm going to do it anyway. THEN I'm going to tell mom and dad you tried to seduce me. After that, I'm going to start telling everyone at school what a slut and whore you are. I'm also going to tell them that you fucked Double T." Double T was Tom Torrnelli, his best friend. He basically looked like a combination of every gangster you have ever seen in the movies. He had a dark and dangerous appeal to a certain kind of women, but they weren't what he wanted. What he wanted was girls like Layce, but he scared them to death.

"You wouldn't!" she whispered, a horrified look on her face.

Grinning from ear to ear, he replied, "Oh yes I would, and you know it. Not only that, but I would make sure Double T did get a hold of you."

Bright tears formed in her baby blue eyes. "Scotty, please no. Don't do this to me."

Ignoring her tears, he whispered harshly, "Do as I say, and I won't. It's your choice entirely."

"Scotty, please reconsider and don't do this. You are my brother and I love you. Why do you want to hurt me?"

"Decide now, or I decide for you!" he snarled, his handsome boyish face contorted. Reaching out, he gave her nipple another painful twist until she yelped in pain again. "Decide NOW, Layce!" he hissed in her ear.

Tears now spilling down her face, she shut her eyes and said, softly, "You can have sex with me."

"Wise choice, bitch," he muttered into her ear, giving her nipple one final twist before letting it go. "Get undressed." He said, releasing his hold on her.

Sobbing softly, tears glistening on her cheeks, she started to ease herself out of her pajamas, hands shaking badly.

Watching her hungrily as every inch of her smooth, creamy tanned flesh came into view, as much as he had tried since she had filled out and developed, this was the first time he had seen her naked. And boy, was it a site to behold! Slim-waisted and hipped, her belly was slightly concave. Her skin was smooth and unmarred, her tits were perfect - a handful, probably 34c, pert and perky, tipped by pink nipples that were hard and standing proud. His eyes raked down her body and lit on the soft patch of downy curls at her crotch. They were blonde as well, only about a shade darker than what was on her head. Reaching down, he ran his fingers through the golden patch, then down further until he was stroking up and down her slit. He heard her gasp and jump a bit as his finger tip touched her ultra-sensitive nub but he didn't linger there. Running his fingers down further he stroked between her lips and tried to ease his finger into her tight little cunt, but she stiffened and let out a soft cry, and he couldn't get it in very far at all. Grinning, he looked up at her, "You are still a virgin."

Biting her bottom lip, she nodded, shivering a bit. Chuckling evilly he winked at her, "That's OK, 'cause I am not interested in your twat anyway. So you will remain a virgin." Running his fingers down further the tickled her anus slightly with his finger. "This is what I am interested in. I'm going to fuck your tight little shithole."

Her eyes widened more. "Oh my God! No WAY, Scotty! You can't DO that!"

Getting up off the bed, he stripped off his boxers and tossed them aside, revealing to her ever-widening eyes 9 inches of rock hard cock. "Wrong, little sister. I can, and I am going to. You fight me, I am going to take it anyway. So make it easy on yourself and roll onto your tummy and relax."

She rolled onto her stomach, but couldn't tear her eyes away from the slab of meat hanging between his legs. Shivering and shaking all over from fear she whimpered softly. "Scotty that is NASTY. I poo from there - why would you want to do that?"

Crawling back up onto the bed he spread her legs and got between them. Then he grasped her hips and pulled her up onto her knees. Wetting his finger, he traced it over the tight pink rosebud. "Because I LIKE fucking bitches in the dirtbox, so that is what I am going to do to you."

She couldn't stop shaking. "Scotty I have to have a bowel movement, so please don't do this. Besides, you are BIG and it's going to hurt. Do something else, please!"

Spitting on his hand he rubbed his cock up and down a bit, getting it slick then put the head against her asshole. "Yes, it's going to hurt, I guarantee you that. But you are going to be a good little whore and lay there and take it without making noise. Because if you get loud, I am going to make sure I hurt you more. And as for you having to take a shit, that's fine, more lube for my cock."

Holding onto her hip firmly with one hand, he held tightly to his cock with the other hand and started to push it into her asshole. It was clenched tightly, but with firm pressure, his cock started to slide into it. Once he got the head past the tight ring, he shoved himself all the way, deep into her ass in one strong stroke. He felt her stiffen up and she cried out softly at the painful intrusion, but she didn't yell or scream, as he had instructed. Her whole body was shaking violently and sweat popped out all over her. He knew he hurt her, he had intended to do that. He was going to show her that she was no better than any other bitch in this world. That she was put on this earth for HIS enjoyment and she had better learn to accept her fate. Grasping her hips firmly with both hands, he eased his cock out slightly and looked down. She wasn't lying - she did have to take a crap. His cock was covered with her thick, brown shit. Grinning from ear to ear, he slammed back into her ass. "Layce is getting fucked with her own shit now."

Shutting her eyes, she buried her face into her pillow as hot tears streaked down her cheeks from the pain and humiliation. Muffled by the pillow she said softly, "I TOLD you I had to poo!"

Roughly starting to fuck her arse, he said, "Yes you did. Now you are getting fucked with your own shit. It is covering my cock, so as it fucks you, your shit is being shoved back into your arse. What a dirty fucking whore you are, Layce, and people think you are such an angel! How would they see you if they knew you were taking your own brother's cock up your shitter while it was coated with your own crap?"

She started to sob softly into her pillow, her fingers digging into the sheets, gripping them tightly. Her cheeks burned hotly with the shame at being used by her brother and what he was saying. The harder he pounded into her, the worse it was hurting, and she was unable to hold still. He slammed into her harder and faster, feeling her hot tunnel grip his cock. But it wasn't as easy as that. Her rectum was full of shit, so every thrust into her bottom he had to plough his dick through the turds lodged there. They squished around and coated his long cock. Every thrust in oozed some out of her tightly stretched arsehole and smeared up and down her butt crack. Reaching out he grabbed hold of a fist full of her blonde mane and yanked her head back. "Dirty rotten shit slut! Take my whole cock into your shit-filled arse! Fuck big brother's cock!" Reaching down underneath her, he started to rub her clit like he had learned to do. Soon, her body was responding to his expert touch, even though she didn't want to. Wiggling around on his fingers, pushing her bottom back onto his cock, she moaned into the pillow, biting her bottom lip, eyes squeezed tightly shut. "That's it." He snarled. "Fuck my cock with your shitty arse, you fucking whore! Fuck it good and make me cum!"

Panting heavily, she wiggled on his fingers. All she knew was how good they were making her feel, nothing else. The pain in her back passage didn't seem to matter anymore. All she wanted was more of what his fingers were doing.

Pinching and rolling her clit between two of his fingers, he ground his cock deep into her shitter. Panting heavily, he leaned over her back and ground himself into her. "Cum, you fucking little slut! Cum and milk my cock with your shitty, dirty arse!"

Despite not wanting to do this, she couldn't ignore what his fingers were doing, and after one particularly hard pinch, she let out a squeal, then a long moan and came, drenching his hand and tightening her arsehole down onto his cock.

Slamming into her extra hard when he felt her seize up, he then dumped what seemed like a gallon of cum into her bowels. Once he was done, and caught his breath and let his now flaccid cock slide out of her butt with a soft, plopping sound. It was streaked with her greasy brown shit. Grinning, he grabbed it at the base and rubbed it across her already shit-coated bum cheeks.

She whimpered softly and looked over her shoulder at him, cheeks still flushed with humiliation.

"See? You are a dirty little slut," he said grinning evilly, "a dirty whore that came while I was fucking her shit-filled butt." Grabbing his boxers he yanked them on. Before walking out of her room, he looked over his shoulder at her and grinned bigger. "From now on, I suggest you keep that tight arsehole of yours lubed up and clean, 'cause you never know when I am going to do it again. And remember, if you tell ANYONE I will tell them something too." He let himself out and shut the door softly behind him, leaving her on the bed alone, her no-longer-virgin bottom covered with her own shit, throbbing, and feeling swollen.