
At My Brother-in-law's Mercy, Part 5<BR>
<BR>
Inevitably an evening arrived when John had to work late.  I sat on the <BR>
sofa, tense with nerves, dreading Ian's arrival.  The moment he walked <BR>
in it was obvious he was in a bad mood.  He slumped down in a chair and <BR>
closed his eyes.  I waited, wondering how his mood was going to effect <BR>
his treatment of me.  He opened his eyes and looked at me.<BR>
<BR>
'I've had a horrible day and I don't want any messing about from you.  <BR>
Get your clothes off and come here and give me a blowjob.  I need some <BR>
kind of tension relief.'<BR>
<BR>
Reluctantly I obeyed.  He had kept his side of the bargain so far and I <BR>
didn't want to do anything to spoil things.  He had come home with an <BR>
armful of estate agents details and told John he was planning to move <BR>
out at the end of the month.  John had been upset that he was leaving in <BR>
such a short period of time and I tried to imitate his sorrow.  He <BR>
confided to me in bed that night that he would like our privacy back but <BR>
that he would miss his brother a lot.  I echoed his sentiments <BR>
wholeheartedly although I would miss Ian for totally different reasons <BR>
from John.  So all I had to do was to get through the next three weeks <BR>
and this torment would be over.<BR>
<BR>
With these thoughts running through my head I stripped off my clothes <BR>
and dropped to my knees in front of Ian.  I slid his fat cock into my <BR>
mouth and began bobbing my head up and down, sucking as hard as I could.<BR>
<BR>
'Try to use a little imagination,' Ian snapped.  'Lick and suck along <BR>
the sides and use your tongue on the head.  And be careful with your <BR>
teeth.'<BR>
<BR>
I counted to ten mentally and managed not to yell back at him.  I <BR>
attempted to follow his directions and soon found myself warming to my <BR>
task.  I could tell by Ian's reactions when he was enjoying my actions.  <BR>
I hadn't realised that there were some many ways to give a man pleasure <BR>
using my mouth.  I took notes and decided that the next time John and I <BR>
had time to fool around I would experiment a bit to see what he liked.  <BR>
The pre-cum still tasted disgusting but I found that I could usually <BR>
smear it out of the way with my lips before it reached my tongue.  Ian <BR>
wasn't speaking or touching me and I could almost forget it was him I <BR>
was pleasuring.  I heard his breathing quicken and knew he was about to <BR>
come.  Remembering last time I reluctantly slid him as far into my mouth <BR>
as I could and tried to swallow.  My mouth was filled with warm cum, <BR>
overflowing and dripping down my chin.  It tasted as vile as I <BR>
remembered and I struggled not to let my distaste show on my face.<BR>
<BR>
Ian leaned back in his chair with a satisfied look on his face, his cock <BR>
rapidly growing limp.<BR>
<BR>
'I'll get some tissue.'  I offered and he made no objection.  I hurried <BR>
into the kitchen and as discreetly as possible rinsed my mouth out.  <BR>
When I returned to the sitting room Ian had the TV on.  I cleaned the <BR>
lingering damp traces from him as unobtrusively as possible and <BR>
retreated to the sofa.  He seemed to be engrossed in an episode of Star <BR>
Trek and I could hardly believe my luck.  I could handle giving him <BR>
blowjobs whenever he wanted.  Maybe the novelty of abusing me had worn <BR>
off.  Just as I was beginning to relax he spoke.<BR>
<BR>
'I haven't finished with you yet.  Lay down next to the TV and play with <BR>
yourself.'  I gaped at him in disbelief.  After his order he had gone <BR>
back to watching activities on the Enterprise.  Reluctant to annoy him I <BR>
unwillingly crawled over to the TV.  I slid my hand between my legs and <BR>
half-heartedly started rubbing my pussy.<BR>
<BR>
'I want to watch,' Ian told me.  'Come on, spread your legs.  I want to <BR>
see fingers diving into your cunt and plenty of nipple sucking.'  I knew <BR>
better than to argue however strange his orders.  I spread my legs wider <BR>
and gently poked a finger inside myself.  I wasn't the slightest bit <BR>
turned on but I tried my best.  I had a vague idea of trying to fake an <BR>
orgasm and hope that that would satisfy him.  I pushed a breast towards <BR>
my face and bent my head so that my tongue could reach the nipple.  The <BR>
cool air had made them hard but not responsive.  Somehow being sprawled <BR>
out on my sitting room carpet in broad daylight was embarrassing me.  <BR>
When I played with myself it was in the dark and privacy of my bedroom.  <BR>
Even without the added tension of Ian watching me I wasn't the slightest <BR>
bit aroused.  Even so I preserved as it was still better than Ian raping <BR>
me.<BR>
<BR>
'This is a waste of time,' he said impatiently.  'I can't see a thing <BR>
for all that hair.  Go get a razor and some water and shave it off.'<BR>
<BR>
'What!'  I squealed, sitting up in shock.  I saw the look on his face <BR>
and hurriedly changed my mind about protesting.  I had ached for days <BR>
after the last time he had hit me and did not want to repeat the <BR>
experience if I could help it.  I fetched a bowl of water, a razor, some <BR>
soap and a towel and resumed my position on the carpet.  It wasn't the <BR>
easiest task in the world.  My neck and back ached from bending over to <BR>
peer between my legs.  The hair wasn't too thick but it was long and <BR>
curly and it took several attacks with the razor to clear even a small <BR>
space.  I took my time, nervous about the sharp blade near the most <BR>
sensitive part of my body.  I was also hoping that if I took long enough <BR>
there wouldn't be enough time for Ian to humiliate me anymore before <BR>
John returned.  When I glanced up I saw Ian intently watching my every <BR>
move, one hand absently stroking his growing cock.  My heart sank but no <BR>
matter how slow I was eventually I had finished.  Ian dropped to his <BR>
knees next to me on the carpet.<BR>
<BR>
'Lets have a look then,' he said, pushing my knees wider apart.  I could <BR>
feel the air on my exposed pussy in a totally new way without the <BR>
shelter of my curls.  Ian ran his finger down from my stomach over the <BR>
newly shaved area and along a now naked lip.  My skin felt ten times <BR>
more sensitive than previously and I could not control the shiver of <BR>
pleasure.<BR>
<BR>
'It's so smooth,' Ian marvelled, his fingers exploring further.  He <BR>
pulled the lips surrounding my clit apart, examining every inch.  He <BR>
moved closer and the next moment I felt his tongue on my clit.  I bit my <BR>
lip trying hard not to respond as he worked his way all over my pussy <BR>
with his mouth but it was impossible.  Nerve endings I hadn't previously <BR>
known existed were now exposed to his exploring tongue.  I could hear <BR>
the blood pounding in my ears as I approached orgasm.  Ian plunged his <BR>
tongue into my cunt and I came, writhing on the carpet.  He removed his <BR>
mouth and instantly thrust his cock into my still spasming cunt.  He <BR>
circled his hips, extracting every possible fraction of friction from my <BR>
newly shaved skin.  My ebbing orgasm returned in full force and I <BR>
twisted beneath his thrusts, the carpet rough against my bottom.  To my <BR>
relief he came quickly and withdrew, leaving me trembling on the carpet.<BR>
<BR>
When I regained the strength to move I collected the shaving equipment <BR>
and limped upstairs.  Ian was once again absorbed in Star Trek and <BR>
hardly noticed me leave.  I took a shower to remove as much of his touch <BR>
as I could.  The unfamiliar feel of water on bare skin was extremely <BR>
stimulating.  My fingers drifted down of their own accord.  I told <BR>
myself that I was just checking I hadn't missed any hairs but I soon <BR>
forgot the pretence.  My clit seemed more accessible and sensitive than <BR>
ever before and I soon stroked myself to orgasm.  Surprised at myself <BR>
and hoping that Ian hadn't heard me I towelled myself dry and began <BR>
preparing tea.<BR>
<BR>
I spent the evening wondering how John would react and what explanation <BR>
I could offer.  I was tense all evening and relieved when he headed to <BR>
bed early.  I pottered around waiting until he was in bed before <BR>
beginning to get undressed myself.<BR>
<BR>
'I did something today and I'm not sure if you'll like it,' I told him <BR>
nervously.<BR>
<BR>
'What is it, baby?'  he asked.  'Come on, don't keep me in suspense.'<BR>
<BR>
Shyly I turn round so that he could see.  His eyebrows shot up in <BR>
surprise then a slow smile spread across his face.  He sat up and pulled <BR>
me closer with an arm around my waist.  He gently dragged his fingertip <BR>
across the newly exposed surface and smiled when I shivered reflexively.<BR>
<BR>
'Is that nice?' he asked.  I nodded dumbly.  'What made you decide to do <BR>
this?'<BR>
<BR>
'I don't know, an impulse I guess,' I lied.<BR>
<BR>
'Well I like it.  I need to explore more to be sure, of course,' he <BR>
teased, pulling down besides him on the bed.  The loving caress of his <BR>
hands and mouth soon created my fourth orgasm of the day and when he <BR>
entered me I came again.  Exhausted but happy I fell asleep in my <BR>
husband's arms wondering if I should be grateful to Ian.<BR>
<BR>
Any kind feelings I had towards Ian soon disappeared.  John had to work <BR>
late again a few days later.  Ian came hurrying into the house and <BR>
pulled me upstairs.<BR>
<BR>
'I'm off out tonight to watch the match down the pub,' he explained, <BR>
rapidly removing his clothes.  'Some of the lads are picking me up so I <BR>
don't have much time.  I'm really horny though so get those clothes off <BR>
and spread your legs.'<BR>
<BR>
Resentfully I obeyed him but not quick enough.  He impatiently pushed my <BR>
skirt to the floor and shoved me face down onto the bed.  He used his <BR>
fingers to spread my lips then rammed his cock hard into my pussy.  I <BR>
cried out involuntarily as his cock forced my cunt to stretch around it.  <BR>
He took no notice and began rotating his hips, pressing his cock deeper <BR>
and deeper inside me.  His hands fumbled under my body to find my <BR>
breasts.  I felt his hand on my hair and levered myself up on my elbows <BR>
to give him more access before he could yank my hair.  He gave a grunt <BR>
of satisfaction and began a vigorous massage of my breasts.  Incredibly <BR>
my body began to respond to him.  My cunt was rapidly becoming wet and <BR>
my nipples were swelling and hardening.  The material of the bedspread <BR>
was rubbing against my clit every time he thrust his cock into me.  My <BR>
whimpers of pain rapidly became moans of pleasure as an orgasm built.  <BR>
Just as the orgasm swept through my body I heard a knock at the door.  <BR>
Even as I writhed in ecstasy, the room filled with my yells, a panicked <BR>
part of brain tried to work out who it could be.<BR>
<BR>
Ian pulled out of me and stuck his head out of the window.  I could <BR>
hardly hear the murmur of his voice over the pounding of my blood but I <BR>
clearly heard the door open and close.  I pushed myself to my feet but <BR>
Ian caught hold of me and pushed me back to the bed, this time on my <BR>
back.<BR>
<BR>
'I haven't finished with you yet,' he said, wasting no time plunging <BR>
back into me.  His mouth fastened onto a nipple and my back arched in <BR>
response as pleasure spread through me.  After only a few thrusts of his <BR>
cock I could feel another wave of orgasm take control of my body.  Even <BR>
as I cried out and twisted under it's onslaught I realised that someone <BR>
was coming up the stairs.  I opened my eyes to see two unknown men <BR>
lounging in the doorway.  Ian didn't stop fucking me, looking down at me <BR>
with a cruel gleam in his eyes.<BR>
<BR>
'Sorry I'm running a bit late lads,' he said to the new arrivals.  'This <BR>
little slut was just begging for a fucking and I could hardly refuse <BR>
her, could I?'  I writhed in embarrassment as the strangers' eyes <BR>
crawled appreciatively over my body.  Ian pushed himself up on one arm <BR>
so more of my body was exposed to their gaze and began rubbing my clit.  <BR>
His touch started the tremors deep inside me and I tried to move away.  <BR>
It would be too humiliating to climax with his friends watching.<BR>
<BR>
'Got great tits, hasn't she?'  Ian asked them.  They came further into <BR>
the room to get a better look.  'Give her tits a squeeze, makes her go <BR>
crazy.'  Ian suggested.  I drew in my breath to make a protest but Ian <BR>
gave my clit a cruel nip.  I moaned and saw the look on his face.  The <BR>
message was clear; if I didn't co-operate he would hurt me.  He slid his <BR>
arms under my knees to spread my legs even wider and increased the <BR>
vigour of his thrusts.  His friends were sat on the bed either side of <BR>
my head, their hands greedily reaching for my breasts.<BR>
<BR>
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself a million miles away from <BR>
this humiliation.  It was a mistake.  Deprived of sight my other senses <BR>
sharpened.  Two pairs of hands stroked and squeezed my breasts, soon <BR>
joined by two mouths tugging at my nipples.  Ian's fat cock was pounding <BR>
in and out of my cunt with my legs widespread to maximise the friction <BR>
on my clit.  Helpless under their stimulation I came and came again.  <BR>
With each climax they intensified their attentions.  Overwhelmed by my <BR>
body's convulsions I barely realised when they took my hands and wrapped <BR>
them around their cocks.  Ian came at last and withdrew and I gradually <BR>
regained my senses.  <BR>
<BR>
My hands and breasts were spattered with strangers' cum and Ian's was <BR>
dripping out of my cunt.  Ian disappeared into the bathroom leaving me <BR>
with his two leering friends.  They were both busy cleaning their cocks <BR>
with tissue before zipping them back into their trousers.  Ian <BR>
reappeared and kissed me hard on the mouth, his tongue thrusting inside.  <BR>
I could see his satisfaction at my humiliation in his eyes.<BR>
<BR>
'Clean this mess up, there's a good girl,' he told me.  'Don't worry, <BR>
you may see the guys again this weekend.  I know they'll be pleased to <BR>
see you again.'  He gave me a smirk and departed, his friends trailing <BR>
after him.<BR>
<BR>
I lay there as the cum dried on my skin, wondering what Ian had planned.  <BR>
I had totally forgotten that John was away at a conference but obviously <BR>
Ian hadn't.  I dreaded to imagine what he had thought up.<BR>
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