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Subject: "MAJOR SLUT" ( m+/f,f/f,nc,rape,incest) Part 6
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MAJOR SLUT
Part 6
I left Mistress Rhee there with Karen as I went to the club
to explain that I had something "special" for that night
and to explain the ground rules- stay away from Karen- to
my eager assholes. Then I went back to the showers and
stayed with Karen a few minutes while Mistress Rhee took
Amanda to the club and got her started. As I lead a shaky
Karen through the darkness across the compound to the club,
I told her that she was going to get a chance to see her
sister in action, on duty so to speak. I suspect she must
have wondered what duty her sister could be performing at
that late hour in the dingy corrugated metal building we
were approaching. But she kept her thoughts to herself;
which come to think of it, is the reason you gag a woman.
I opened the door and thrust her through; she didn't seem
too anxious to go into what looked like a very seedy bar
even if her sister was inside. Though familiar enough to
me, it still took me a minute to adjust my eyes to the dim
lights, the shouting of the men, and the thick smoke. It
must have taken Karen longer. I watched her as she looked
frantically for her sister Amanda. I watched as her eyes
were drawn to the brightly lit stage, to the nude female
form kneeling there, her arms tightly bound behind her back
by ropes which encircled her entire torso. The bound,
kneeling woman had on a blindfold, making her face hard to
recognize. But there was no mistaking the short, hair, the
strong, if no longer tanned body with it's voluptuous
breasts, or the shiny golden major's leaf impaling the
woman's right breast. Still Karen shook her head, refusing
to admit to herself that the captive woman in front of her
was her big sister Amanda. But then, I don't think she had
ever seen Amanda, nude, on her knees in front of a man, her
face spotted with man cum -looking every inch the slut-
until now. Hard to see the proud, professional looking
Major Thompson in the degraded, whorish creature in the
spotlight. I'd left Amanda's outfit up to Mistress Rhee,
and she had come through. Amanda looked like she had been
dressed by Frederick's of Korea, wearing just a pair of
open crotch fishnet stockings and some very high heels.
The rest of her body nude, shiny in the lights from her
sweat. Around Amanda's neck was a dog collar. Standing
behind her holding the leash attached to that collar was
Mistress Rhee in her best whore's cheap, very short , very
tight dress and - instead of her usual cheap plastic shoes-
a pair of shiny black vinyl boots reaching up to her knees.
Another Frederick's of Korea creation, I guess. In her
hand was a folded belt which she was using on Amanda's bare
breasts! She used the leash to force the kneeling Amanda
to arch her back, making Amanda's breasts thrust forward
invitingly- if involuntarily. It looked as if Amanda was
offering her breasts to Mistress Rhee for her punishment.
Already, Amanda's full, meaty breasts were covered with
long, angry welts from Mistress Rhee's belt. As we
watched, Mistress Rhee gave her another stroke, lashing the
leather belt across Amanda's pointy, pain hardened nipples
as well as the solid flesh of her jutting breasts.
I hadn't given Amanda her usual drugs tonight. And we'd
been cutting back on Amanda's ration of opium for the last
two days, leaving her on the edges of DT's. She was
desperate- wild animal in a trap desperate. Now that
animal like desperation came through in the way she moved
her body on the stage. Instead of her usual semi-stupor,
she was alert, searching for her opportunity. She wanted
her drugs and would do anything- no matter how humiliating-
for them. But to Karen, it just looked like her sister,
the sister to whom she had felt inferior to all her life,
was a world class slut desperate not just for sex but for
the most degrading sex. And that was what Amanda was
getting. Promoted by another blow to her breasts by
Mistress Rhee's belt, she was now begging the unseen man in
front of her to let her suck his cock!
" AAUGHEE.. I'm sorry Mistress. Please Sir, let me lick
your cock.. I want to lick your cock. I want your cum...
I'll be a good whore.."
With every curve and muscle of her big body highlighted by
the spotlight, Amanda leaned well forward, letting the man
guide her open mouth onto his cock. She sucked it like she
was dying of thirst and his cum was the only thing to
drink. Amanda moved like the pro she had become,
swallowing his cock to the balls with each bob of her head.
Mistress Rhee gave the grinning man Amanda's leash, using
her now free hand to caress Amanda's cunt, masturbating the
larger woman with two teasing fingers as she continued to
use the belt on Amanda's hanging breasts while Amanda
frantically sucked on the cock in her mouth. The man was
getting close. Karen and I watched as he used the leash to
hold her head still so that he could face fuck her- hard!
I could feel Karen stiffen beside me as she finally
admitted to herself that this whore was her sister Amanda.
And that Amanda wasn't going to be saving her any time
soon. I suspect she also begin to think about the men in
the audience who were looking at her and what they might be
thinking. I moved behind her, holding her against me and
running my hands inside her open shirt to caresses her
soft, warm breasts. I held her close as I whispered into
her ear all the things I wanted her to hear, my warm breath
and the hypnotic drone of my voice filling her ear. I'm
not sure what I told her. I remember I told her things
like I was her only protection; that if she didn't do what
I wanted, she would be the one on her knees on that stage,
and it would be her own fault. Like what she saw in front
of her was Amanda's own fault. . I told her that her
sister wasn't going to help her; that it was her sister who
had got her into this. That her sister was a fraud, that
she was a lying slut just pretending to be so perfect.
Again and again, I repeated some of the stuff she had told
me when she was spilling her guts to me in the truck.
Reminding her how her sister had ruined her life, and how
she need to pay Amanda back for that. It wasn't a hard
sell, especially with the opium in her. And I was telling
her things she wanted to hear. As I spoke, Karen watched
Amanda suck one man to completion, swallowing every drop of
his cum under her pint sized Mistress's urging. Then her
Mistress made Amanda crawl on her knees to the next table,
all the while slapping Amanda's buttcheeks with the belt.
When she got to the table, she ordered Amanda to sit up and
bark for her supper like the bitch that she was,
emphasizing her command by snapping the tip of the belt
between Amanda's legs to strike her red swollen cunt lips.
Amanda did just as she commanded, sitting back with her
buttocks on her feet and barking like a dog in front of the
laughing, drunken audience of men- men who had once been
her subordinates. That man stood up and turned around,
dropping his pants to presented his bare butt to the
blindfolded Amanda. When Mistress Rhee told Amanda that it
was time to eat shit, Amanda didn't hesitate. She just
replied : "Yes, Mistress, thank you Mistress" and went to
work. Amanda was spared knowing that the asshole she was
licking belonged to the club's fat, greasy Korean cook, but
Karen was not. She watched her sister eat that man's
asshole, pressing her face into the crack of his ass with
apparent enthusiasm. I could feel Karen's body shake with
her revulsion at the sight of this. She would have been
screaming her disgust at her sister but for the gag filling
her mouth. I kept whispering in her ear about her lying
sister as I walked her unwilling body into the light until
she was standing beside her sister, who -blindfolded and
unaware of her sister's presence -continued her degrading
task of licking the Korean's asshole. I let her watch
Amanda's tongue at work for a minute. Then I gestured the
cook out of the way and spun Karen into his place, pushing
her recently fucked asshole against Amanda's mouth. When
Amanda's tongue hit her asshole, Karen would have jumped
six feet but for my weight holding her back. I held her
there as Amanda obediently cleaned the cum, the blood, and
the traces of shit off Karen's ass with her tongue. I
stared into Karen's big blue eyes as her sister licked her
asshole and watched the foundations of Karen's world
crumble. Her sister disgusted her! Amanda was a Whore!
I pulled Karen, all nice and clean now as well as totally
disgusted, away from Amanda- who never even knew she was
there- and let the cook have Amanda's mouth again. This
time for his cock. Karen watched Amanda suck that
shriveled worm of a cock to erection and then continue,
totally repulsed by the sheer slutiness of her sister's
actions but unable to tear her eyes from the sight. I
figured now was my moment. I uncuffed Karen and gave her
Rhee's belt. Then I told her to punish Amanda for
everything that her sister had done to her. I didn't even
threaten Karen if she didn't obey. I didn't need to.
Karen laid into Amanda's ass like an avenging angle.
Raising that belt above here head, she used it as hard as
she could on her sister's full buttocks. With each stroke,
Karen left a muddy red stripe across the tanned flesh. As
she beat her sister's ass, Karen was screaming incoherently
into her gag. I unbuckled it for her. Now She was flaying
Amanda with her tongue as well as with the belt,
alternating blows with insults.
" WHORE..SLUT... YOU LIED.. IF FATHER SAW YOU NOW.. HE'D
KNOW THEN, YOU WHORE... HOW COULD YOU.... YOU BITCH....
LIAR... PRETENDED YOU WERE SO GOOD.. WHY CAN'T YOU BE
MORE LIKE AMANDA.... BE LIKE YOU SLUT?..YOU DISGUST ME,
YOU WHORE "
Ah! I love it when a plan comes together!
At first Amanda just kept on sucking the cook's cock.
Mistress Rhee's training was apparently first rate, not to
mention that Amanda had lately developed a very high
tolerance for pain. But eventually, Karen's screams
penetrated even her cock focused mind. She stopped sucking
cock. Still blindfolded, she could not see who was
screaming at her. She tired to rise, but Mistress Rhee and
I held her down. She could only add her screams to her
sister's, calling out "Karen?" as her sister whipped her
ass until it was a beet red, all the while screaming "
WHORE" and "SLUT" at her. And at the same time, the cook
was beating off right in front of Amanda's face, eventually
spurting his mass of white cum all over her upturned,
searching face. Between the two sisters screaming at each
other and the shouts of the drunken men, my head started to
throb, like I'd sat too close to the speakers at a
nightclub.
I screamed out "ENOUGH" and grabbed the belt.
Unbelievably, Karen fought me for possession of that belt.
She wanted to keep beating her sister's ass until it was
bloody! I had to slap her hard before I could jerk the
belt away from Karen. That left her standing there dazed
and confused, looking like a kid caught red handed doing
what she shouldn't have been doing, wondering perhaps if
this was real or some kind of Freudian nightmare. I called
a couple of men from the crowd to help me. I was just
winging it now; I had no idea what I was going to do until
I did it. I had them stand Amanda up. I grabbed a table
and pulled it into the lights, jamming it hard against the
wall to steady it. As the two grinning men held Amanda, I
stripped off my shirt and unzipped my pants to get at my
aching cock. I wanted to feel her back against my naked
chest as I raped her ass just as I had raped her sister's
earlier. Her asshole was loose from the countless number
of times Amanda had been sodomized lately, so I had no
trouble entering her as she stood there, her strong legs
apart, her arms held by the two men. I leaned back ,
supporting my weight on the table and wrapping my arms
around Amanda in a bear hug, pressing her sweaty, strong
body against my bare chest. Then I told the two men to
spread her legs as far as they would go. This made her
virtually sit on my cock, her weight easily driving it deep
inside her warm, loose channel. Her bruised butt rested on
my lap. I could feel the results of the whipping she had
received in the hot skin pressing against mine. I called
on Mistress Rhee to fist fuck Amanda as I fucked her
asshole. But as the little Korean knelt to go to work, I
changed my mind and stopped her. I told her to use two
fists, her fist and Karen's. She looked at me for moment
as she tried to understand the words before she realized
what I wanted. When she did, she gave me a big, evil, shit
eating grin to match my own and went to work.
She grabbed Karen's left hand in her right hand and pulled
her to her knees along with her between the fishnet encased
legs of the blindfolded Amanda. That let Karen get a good
look at her sister's cunt for the first time, nicely framed
by the crotchless fishnet. She saw a pair of red swollen
cunt lips still dripping man cum from an earlier fuck- the
cunt of a ten dollar whore on payday. Mistress Rhee
intertwined her fingers with Karen's to form one huge fist
consisting of both her right hand and Karen's left hand.
Then she put that super fist at the opening to Amanda's
cunt. Karen didn't fight her actions. She went along
passively, but she went along. That was good enough for
me. Together the two women's joined fist pressed against
Amanda's vulva. The fist disappeared past the cunt lips
and out of my sight, into Amanda. I could feel her body
tighten as their fists began to penetrate her. I didn't
want Amanda to miss this, to miss seeing her own sister
join with a Korean whore to fist fuck her. I pulled
Amanda's blindfold off, letting her for the first time see
for herself that it really was her sister Karen who had
whipped and abused her.
Her anguished "KAREN..NO!" turned into a scream as their
combined fists pushed its way through her vagina's opening
and into her body. I could feel the fist now, a pressure
against the base of my cock. I held onto Amanda tightly as
she began to fight the fist impaling her. It took
everything I had plus the strength of the two men holding
her legs to keep her under control as that giant fist
impaled her, as the two handed fist of Karen and Rhee
slowly penetrated into Amanda's cunt hole. It must have
been like giving birth- in reverse! I could feel its
progress through the thin membrane of skin separating my
cock form their fists as it slowly, steadily forced its way
deeper into Amanda. That big fist was pressing against the
underside of my cock as it filled Amanda, trying to crush
my hard cock as it filled Amanda. As it moved inside her,
Amanda began to find her voice again between the screams,
the tears, and the grunts.
" UGHE... AHEE....KAREN...UGHEEE.... NO...PLEASE...FOR
THE LOVE OF GOD...NOEE...IT'S ...TOO...BIG...YOU'RE KILLING
ME.."
While she was screaming and crying, I was screaming at
Karen too, telling her that her sister fucked her, now it
was Karen's turn to fuck her sister. The men had
surrounded the two women. They were chanting " Fuck her,
Fuck her" and stomping their feet in time with the chant.
It was like some like some African war chant, low and mean.
I could see it scared the shit out of Amanda. I don't
think Karen even noticed. She had become so intent on
raping her sister. Now she was chanting alone with the
rest of us, but soft like.
" Fuck you AMANDA...fuck you... fuck you AMANDA..fuck you
"
The two fist were in Amanda half way up to their elbows.
Mistress Rhee started punching into Amanda with their
joined fists, drawing back a few inches and then punching
forward as if they would batter their way through Amanda's
cervix and rip out her heart. I could see Karen pick up
the rhythm. They were both punching into Amanda's womb as
hard was they could. The sensation felt great on my cock;
it was as if I was getting a hand job as I raped her
asshole! The pressure from the fist moved along the
sensitive underside of my cock as her body convulsed with
each punch. Each time she spasmed it felt as if Amanda's
asshole was a hot, wet hand squeezing my cock. I didn't
move at all; I just let that big fist masturbate my cock.
I watched Karen over Amanda's shoulder, her face framed
between Amanda's wobbling breasts. She had a fixed grin on
her face as she punched into her sister's pussy like this
was the most fun she'd had all week. Really weird. I
guess Mistress Rhee thought so too. She was looking at
Karen kind of funny over her shoulder. Then Rhee just sort
of slid back, pulling her hand out of Amanda without
breaking rhythm, leaving Karen alone inside Amanda's cunt.
Karen never noticed her departure. She just kept punching
her fist into Amanda's cunt. Chanting her " FUCK YOU
AMANDA" as she punched in and out.. The force and speed of
her punches increased now that she was on her own. It was
like she wanted to punish her sister for twenty years of
unhappiness in five minutes of pussy punching. And I guess
she did a pretty good job of it! Amanda had gone from
bucking and fighting to limp as a dishrag by now. The two
men had let go of her feet, leaving her hanging in my arms,
her big sweaty body jerking with every one of her sister's
pussy punches, her breasts wobbling like jello. Amanda had
stopped screaming and was just moaning, a low constant moan
like her body had over-loaded her mind so that nothing came
out of her mouth but static. I could feel her body shake
with each thrust of Karen's fist. And between the thrusts,
I could feel her body spasm like she was cumming, cumming
from being fisted by her own sister! I wasn't in much
better shape. My cock was throbbing. It was so hard it
hurt. I wasn't going to last much longer. It felt too
good, like I was getting a hand job and ass fucking her all
at once. The men were still surrounding us, still
chanting, some beating off as they watched with their cum
shooting on to Amanda's nude body, others holding their cum
for later.
I held on as long as I could. When I came, it felt like
and explosion. I did see stars for just a second. Karen
kept punching against Amanda's womb after I came, keeping
me half hard enough to enjoy the periodic spasms of
Amanda's limp, sweat slick body as my cock soaked in the
warm, sperm filled chamber of her asshole. It was as close
as I have come to complete and absolute bliss. And it
lasted for all of 30 seconds. Story of my life.
continued in Part 7
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