Broken  1
by Osric134 (Mg, Fg, Fdom, gF, Anal, Rp)

This story is intended for adults only and is purely a work of
fiction.


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 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 twelve year old was not stupid, she knew he was going
to rape her for as long as he wanted and then eventually kill her
when he tired of her. She tried to do everything he wanted in the
hope that he would let her live or 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 you 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 still was leaking his sperm and her pussy was dripping
with her own goo.
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 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 her under
supervision. Either she or the girl's older brother had to be
present. 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, 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 from coming after him. The last woman
she saw around him was five years older than him 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 thought about the woman forcing her brother to his
knees and making him 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 and frightened, everything
scared her now and she was very easy to manipulate. She 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 little 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 while walking home from school.
In the time that she was away, Grace had become thoroughly
dependent on her son. 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 center 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.
"What's the matter Mummy? Did you think someone was taking me
again. Uhh! 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."

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. 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. She 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.
Rodney loved his mother very much, they had gone through so much
together and their bond had grown because of it. He felt she
relied on him too much but he couldn't just abandon her.
Now that Holly was back he felt a difference about her, 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, he knew, because of what had happened to
her over those four years with her kidnappers, but she had
changed so much. He knew that they had both raped her
continuously over that whole period, two 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 had those monsters done to her baby?
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 icecream.
"I don't really want any icecream 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.


  
Broken  1