Broken  1 (Mf, Ff, Fdom, fF, Anal, Rp)
by Keith McDougall (previously published as Osric134)

Note: These are just stories, some of them with very taboo themes
in them and NOT wishful thinking. I just want to tell stories and
hope no one takes my tales as anything but
sexual fantasies. I don't and never have practised, participated
in or encouraged sex with children, rape, do drugs or murder
people. I don't encourage anyone to do any of the things my
characters do either.
None of the people are real or based on any one real and bare no
resemblance to any event past of present, though I sometimes use
news stories as fuel for some of my tales.
I hope you enjoy them and let me know what you think.

Keith DOT mcdougall134 AT googlemail DOT com
(thanks for that Art)



1

Holly Eversley lay on the bed gasping as the big man forced his
cock deep into her tight little pussy again.

He had at first raped her for four straight months, telling her
that if she was a good girl he would let her go home. He had made
her drink his gooey sperm from his thick cock and had also
buggered her plump bottom many times too.

That had been three whole years ago, she didn't think he would
ever let her go, especially since she had seen his face. The teen
was not stupid, she knew he was going to rape her for as long as
he wanted and then eventually kill her when he grew tired of her.

She tried to do everything he wanted in the hope that he would
let her live or so that he would relax and give her a chance to
escape. But then his sister came onto the scene a month ago and
everything had changed.

The man roared over her and she felt his cock jumping inside her
tight pussy, signalling that he had cum inside her again. She had
learned lots of dirty word since he had taken her, now she used
them for him.

"You came in me didn't you? You squirted your nasty cum in my
pussy?" she said, feeling his excitement at her words and
enjoying its power.

"Yes, I came in your slutty little pussy! And after I rest I'm
going to cum in your mouth and in your bum as well and make you
lick it clean!" he said and started laughing like a maniac.

She reached up and hugged his head, kissing him. He stopped
laughing and kissed her back, pushing his tongue into her mouth
then pulled away.

"Yes Honey, when I'm done with you you're going to be the most
perfect slut in the whole world." he said smiling down at her
pretty face.

Holly smiled back, she now enjoyed the feeling of his cock, his
tongue. She even looked forward to it, coaxing him into her
belly, her bottom.

It wouldn't take much to control him now and free herself without
much effort. The woman was a different matter though.

The woman now came into the room now.

"Is she good, little brother?" she asked, "Does she make you as
happy as I used to?"

"Yes, she exquisite. She's learning so fast." he told the woman,
"But you still make me very happy, I love you so much and would
do anything for you."

Holly felt his cock throbbing at his words, he was very excited
and she knew by now how much the man adored his older sister. She
had figured that the woman was at least ten years older than her
brother, but she had him wrapped around her finger so tightly
that the girl was surprised he could breathe at all.

"Good!" she said and Holly watched as the woman's dress dropped
to the floor revealing her naked body, that smooth curved body
that Holly had come to know so well.

"Move over," she said in a hushed voice, "I want to play with her
now. You can watch!"

Holly felt familiar excitement as the woman got onto the bed and
spread her thick legs as she crouched over her head, she hooked
Holly's head with her hand and scooped it upwards into her
streamy crotch.

"Lick me Honey, lick me and make me feel good again." she said.

–

There was lots of shouting and bright lights as men in dark
uniforms rushed into the house and broke into the room she was in
as the man struggled to pull his cock out of her pussy. He was
dragged off of her and one of the officers hit him repeatedly
with a baton as he fought back.

She heard a scream and saw them dragging the woman off past her
door, then the man had finally been restrained and taken out too
with blood all over his face.

Someone had place a sheet around her and lifted her up, her
bottom was still leaking her kidnapper's sperm and her pussy was
dripping with her own goo down her smooth thighs.

She was in a daze as she slowly realized that she had been
rescued and would finally be going home.

–

It had taken weeks for her to finally realise that she was
actually home, but she found that she missed the brother and
sister so very much.

She had grown attached to them both, to the woman whose tongue
had taught her so much and the man whose cock had given her so
much pleasure when she finally surrendered to him. She knew they
would go to jail and that she would never see them again.

Her single mother was so overjoyed to see her again that she
refused to let her go back to school, instead she got her a
private tutor who was only allowed to be with the teen under her
supervision. Either she or the girl's older brother had to be
present at all times.

Grace Eversley was paranoid about Holly, and the girl felt
claustrophobic with the restricted attention the woman lavished
upon her. But she also felt the waves of love pouring out of the
woman into her and that made her feel really good too.

It must have been about six months later when Holly started to
get the pangs. They started when she watched her big hunky
brother coming out of the bathroom. He was tall, broad shouldered
and muscular now, not at all what she had remembered him to be.

The handsome young man had always been a bit shy, but that didn't
stop the predatory ladies that surrounded him at his work from
coming after him.

The last woman she saw around him was five years older than he
was and had even come to the house with him to their mother's
displeasure.

As they left for their party the woman was all over him and Holly
could see him blushing.

Holly knew that her brother was 'easy', she felt a thrill when
she imagined that older woman making him do things to her, for
her.

She slipped her fingers into her juicy pussy and fingered herself
as she lay in her bed and thought about the woman forcing her
brother to his knees, making him slavishly lick her pussy.

Holly came so hard that her mother ran up the stairs and bound
into her room without knocking. The woman's eyes were wild with
terror as she looked about the room and finally settled on the
girl laying on her bed with her hand still in her crotch.

Holly had naughty thoughts as she gazed at her mother with new
eyes, lust filled eyes. Grace was a small, pretty little woman,
only four foot six tall and much shorter than Holly's five foot
nine. She had small, still very pert, breasts and a nice round
little bottom that even Holly found she wanted to bite and
squeeze.

Holly's father had been a very violent man who had beaten her
mother mentally as well as physically. She had become timid,
weak-minded and frightened, everything scared her now and she was
very easy to manipulate.

She had relied completely on Rodney, Holly's big handsome
brother. But he too was a bit of a wimp, though stronger than
their mother.

Holly was the stronger of the three, never backing off from her
violent father who seemed to adore the then younger girl, she
always got her way with him and had eventually stopped him from
beating her mother and brother.

That was before he got arrested for killing a man in a pub,
stabbing the man through his heart over an argument about
football.

They were all glad to see him carted off, then Holly was
kidnapped a year later while walking home from school.

–

In the time that she was away, Grace had become so very
thoroughly dependent on her son. But now that Holly had finally
come home, Grace could sense a strength in her daughter that both
she and her son lacked. Instead of the ordeal leaving Holly
broken it had just made her much stronger, harder.

Grace stood at the door watching her daughter's hand moving in
her exposed panties. She was shocked and confused, knowing that
this was somehow related to the girl's ordeal. She didn't want to
do or say anything to push the girl away from her.

"Oh! I... er thought that something had happened... em... I mean,
someone had come in..." she muttered stupidly as she tried not to
notice her daughter's hips bucking to the moving fingers in her
panties.

She was finding it difficult to centre her thoughts because Holly
had not stopped playing with herself. The girl wore a small smile
on her beautiful young face as she looked straight into her
mother's eyes.

"Ahhhhh! What's the matter Mummy? Did you think someone was
taking me again. Unngh! Were you going to come running up to my
rescue? Ooooooh! That's nice!" she closed her eyes and shuddered,
crying out as she had the hardest orgasm in her entire life.

She relaxed slowly and opened her eyes to find her mother staring
opened-mouthed. Holly got up off of the bed and went to the
stunned woman, hugging her to the sexually charged girl's breast.
She held her mother and rocked gently from side to side cooing to
the woman who started crying in her arms.

She tilted the weak woman's head up and looked deep into her
eyes, feeling her strength over the older woman increasing. She
hooked her chin with her finger as she hugged her body close and
leaned down, kissing her mother gently on the lips.

Grace didn't try to pull away or even to fight as her daughters
soft lips covered hers. The kiss lasted only moments, but Grace
felt as if it had been ages.

"There, there, Mummy. Everything will be just fine, I promise. No
one is ever going to take me away from you or Roddy ever again."
the girl cooed.

–

Rodney came home tired. The woman from his office had fucked the
living shit out of him and forced him to tongue her aching pussy
to three orgasms.

She had ridden him over and over again, sucking him back to
hardness each time and even resorting to giving him Viagra to
keep him hard so that she could fuck him some more.

Now he walked home slowly, he felt so drained and listless and
his jaw ached. He was glad that he had taken a taxi to her house
instead of trying to borrow his mother's car, not that she would
lend it to him under the circumstances.

His mother really didn't like Nancy Sherman at all, but she would
never say that to him, preferring to keep quiet about it and
hoping that it would go away, or rather 'her'.

Rodney loved his mother very much, they had gone through so much
together and their bond had grown because of it. He did feel that
she relied on him too much, but he couldn't just abandon her.

But now that Holly was back, he felt a difference about his
'little' sister, something purely sexual. She gave him strange
looks that frightened him, she had a strange light that seemed to
shine from behind her eyes.

She was different now, he knew, because of what had happened to
her over those three years with her kidnappers, but she had
changed so much.

He knew that they had both raped her continuously over that whole
period, three whole years. She now had an energy, a look that was
so different from the little feisty girl he knew and loved,
something in her lurked and worried him.

The courts had said that she had been a sex slave, that's how the
newspapers had reported it. She had been to therapy of course,
the councillor had told them that Holly had some deeply seated
issues that she was unable to pull out of the girl.

Rodney wished that he could undo everything that had happened to
them as a family, but all he could do as the breadwinner now was
to do the best that he could.

He found his mother sitting with his sister in the living room,
his mother had a slightly guilty look on her face but Holly's
face radiated a strange glow. She had her arm around their
mother's shoulders and was cuddling the woman affectionately.

They both looked up as he came in.

"How was your date, Roddy?" Holly asked.

He dropped wearily into the chair next to them, he didn't have
any more strength left in him.

"It was great! We danced a lot and we went back to her place for
drinks." he said and let the matter end there.

Holly was looking at him with a look that said "I know what she
did to you!" but he tried to ignore it, hoping he was mistaken.

"What are we having for dinner?" he asked, trying to change the
subject.

"Mummy hasn't started dinner yet, she was busy with something
else. I'll help her cook something really nice for my handsome
big brother." she said in the sexiest voice he had ever heard,
making his defeated cock stir.

He felt thoroughly ashamed of himself. Holly smiled at him and
got up, she and their mother went out of the room together, the
older woman seemed to be overly attached to her daughter. Rodney
shook his head and relaxed in the sofa.

Holly took her mother into the kitchen. The woman felt a slow
fear coursing through her body, it was strange that she should
feel that way. The last time she had this feeling was around her
husband, but he was dead now.

No this emanated from Holly.

There was so many things different about her now. The girl had
kissed her in a way that at first seemed innocent, but had such a
powerfully erotic essence to it.

Before Rodney had come home she had been kissed like that several
times, neither of them anything but a pressing of the lips to
hers but Grace had felt the sexual charge in each of them and it
frightened her beyond anything her dead husband could do to her.

“What have those monsters done to my baby?” she thought.

She washed up the remaining dishes there and then took some
chicken out of the fridge. Holly stood there with the sharp knife
in her hand and Grace stopped mid-stride, panic setting in. Holly
smiled and walked over to her, taking the dish with the raw
chicken from her terrified mother while she stared straight into
her eyes.

"Do you want me to cut up the chicken or not?" the girl asked her
mother with an innocent smile.

Grace nodded, feeling relief wash over her. She leaned heavily on
the counter as Holly cut the chicken into small chunks on the
chopping board and put them back into the dish.

Grace finally went back to the fridge and took some tomatoes and
the two packets of Pak Choy she had bought the day before out and
lay them next to the sink. She turned around to find Holly
standing right behind her, the girl held her mother's shoulders
and kissed her on the mouth, smiling as she stepped away.

"You are so silly Mummy!" she told Grace and took the things from
her mother's hand.

Grace followed Holly around the kitchen as she cut up the leaves
and the tomatoes, she saw that someone had been teaching her to
cook. As the girl worked she would constantly stop to peck her
mother on the lips and smile at the older woman, who gave her a
small nervous smile back.

As the pot of rice boiled and the stew simmered, Holly went over
to Grace and pulled the little woman into her arms. She felt
herself getting excited as she looked down at the timid woman.

"I think I should sleep in your bed from now on," Holly told her
mother, "That way I can keep an eye on you and you can see that
no one is coming to take me away from you."

She rocked her mother from side to side as she spoke, smiling at
the woman. Grace almost felt like she was the child and could
feel herself being enfolded by the girl's powerful presence.

Holly could see that her mother was close to where she wanted
her, she decided not to push too hard. She leaned down and
planted her big soft lips against her mother's and gave the woman
a nice little kiss, then she let go of her and led her back to
the bubbling pots.

–

They were still sitting at the table when Holly decided that they
should have some ice-cream.

"I don't really want any ice-cream Hols, the food was great
though, I didn't know you could cook." Rodney said with a smile.

"They taught me." she stated matter of factly, then she softened.
"I enjoyed it so I cooked as much as possible. The man wanted to
kill me before his sister came along, she was much nicer to me
and taught me lots of different things."

Both her mother and her brother remained quiet. She let them,
knowing that they didn't like to think about the whole incident.
She looked over at her handsome brother and smiled at him.

"I'm going to start sleeping with Mummy from now on." she told
the young man, "I think she needs me around her more."

Rodney looked over at his mother and nodded, agreeing.

"She has been a bit needy while you were gone, it's good to have
you back here though, I missed you." he told her.

She got up and came around the table, leaning over him and
planted a big soft kiss on his lips as she had done with their
mother.

"I missed you as well, I hope we can make up for it during the
next few years." she smiled as he nervously glanced over at
Grace. He didn't expect Holly would kiss him on the mouth. She
sat in his lap and clung to his neck, smiling at him.

"My gorgeous big brother. You've got all those ladies after you
and raping you, like your lady friend. I bet she had you begging
for mercy." Holly said as she stared into his eyes.

She saw him flinch and smiled, kissing his mouth again and
turning to look over at their mother.

"He needs looking after too, both of you need to be looked after
and I will take good care of you." She turned and kissed her
brother again and held him a little longer than he was
comfortable with.

She let him loose and got off his lap.

"Come on Mummy, lets clean up the dishes." she told her mother
and started picking up the dishes near her.
Rodney remained seated, slightly dazed by his younger sister's
excessive show of affection.


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