Dev's New Family (MF, Fm, mg, Mg, Anal, Oral, Femdom, Drugs, MC)
By Osric134

Remember: I don't practice, participate in or encourage sex with
children, rape, drugs or murder. I don't encourage anyone to do
any of the things my imaginative characters do either. These are
just stories that have taboo themes in them and NOT wishful
thinking. I just want to tell stories and hope no one takes my
tales as anything but strokable fun.



Devshi Modhwalia didn't understand what was happening, this woman
his father had brought home was not a traditional Indian woman.
The tall, red-haired, Amazonian Goddess was very beautiful, even
taller than his father and she smiled like a cat that had all the
cream.
Bob Modhwalia had always hated traditions. He hated the fact that
his parents had picked a bride for him, he hated their choice of
the smug Sofia Singh, he hated her greedy parents and their
annoying son and most of all, he hated his parents for making him
marry someone he didn't want or like. But he was young then and
didn't understand that he had free will in England, he could have
married whomever he wished and dealt with the consequences.
He had to sleep with her though and he made sure he got his fill,
fucking the ugly bitch how and when he wished.
He had sodomised her too, often, making her sob into her pillows
as his cock slid into her tight, round bum. He had enjoyed that
and kept doing her like that even during her pregnancy with his
son, Devshi.
She was gone now, taken by cancer. At first he grieved, having
grown attached to the woman after fourteen years, but now he was
free to do what he wanted, to hell with anyone who tried to
object. He had always been attracted to white women, ever since
he was a young man. He had even been dating a sweet young thing
named Gloria Foster, who he had fucked every night in her bed.
The girl's parents had actually liked him and even expected that
the two would become a couple, but his parents had fucked that
up, the girl was heartbroken. So was he.
He had met Angela Thorne when he came on to work as her new
Finance Director. He had come from JP Morgan-Chase after years of
service, wanting a new start and a higher post. She was was
pleased, eyeing him constantly and calling him into her office
often for 'chats'.
The woman was older than him by about five years, and so much
wiser. She had been taking him out every night now, consoling him
when his wife had died and bedding him soon afterwards, fucking
his brains out night after night. She could do things with her
hips that would make him blow his load before he was ready and
she could tongue his cock and make him blow his load without
actually sucking his cock. She laughed at him and told him he had
no control, then she proceeded to use her body to control him.
Now he did everything she told him to do and he no longer thought
about it.
Devshi, on the other hand didn't want the woman there, he didn't
think it was right so soon after his mother's death. He was
distraught when his father finally married her, even the woman's
very wealthy family didn't put him off, though it did please his
relatives somewhat.
When they returned from their honeymoon, Devshi notice something
strange about the way his father behaved around her, slavish,
obedient. At night he would lay in bed listening to his father's
moans and screams as the woman did things to him. It frightened
him so much. But the next morning he would see that his father
was unharmed, happy and constantly in the gorgeous woman's arms.
"Come here my love," she cooed, "Give Mama a kiss!"
He would watch her pull his father into her arms and grab his
head, forcing her tongue deep into the man's throat. He could
hear the loud, wet slurping as she forced her spit into him,
lapping his mouth and then stepping back to smile at him as he
swallowed.
"Good boy Davie, good boy!" she would smile and stroke his face.
She treated his father like a pet and that annoyed him more than
anything. He was rude to her, refusing to do anything she wanted,
even when his father insisted. For most parts, she completely
ignored him. For that he was glad.
But she kept a close eye on him and complained to his father when
he was rude or when he did things that displeased her.
"Now Dev, you can't be doing that!" his father would scold him,
"That's now your mother and you will do as she says!"
"But Dad, I always go to the cinema with Charlie and Azad. It's
Friday!" he pleaded, furious at the woman for stopping him from
going out.
His stepmother wanted him to stay home tonight, she insisted that
he had to stay and meet her sisters, Emma and Harriet. Apparently
Harriet was going to take him up to the family home in the
country and discipline him, He was told that she would teach him
how to behave around his new family. Dev was not in the mood to
meet more bitch white women. He had always escaped by going out
with his friend's when the women came around, never actually
meeting them.
He always got into trouble the next day though.
He slipped out of the house and ran off before he was spotted,
going off with his friends and escaping from those women. The
next morning his father was very angry.
"You embarrassed me in front of my sister-in-laws, I was so
ashamed that you didn't wait and meet them after they waited so
long to see you. Again!" he said angrily, "What the hell is wrong
with you?"
"I don't like your family, I don't like your wife and I don't
want to be forced into doing what I don't want to do!" the teen
shouted and stormed off up to his room.

Dev would be sixteen in four months and he was not very excited
at all. There was going to be no party or anything unless he went
to stay with his new aunts for the summer holidays. He had
dreaded this, realising that he should have stayed and met the
stupid women in the first place, but it was too late.
The drive out into the county-side was very nice though, and the
big house he arrived at was just like those period dramas he had
always seen his father watching.
As the car pulled up to the main gates, they opened and he was
driven down the long driveway to the front of the house. He saw a
woman and a young girl of about ten standing on the white marble
steps as the car came to a stop. The woman was very beautiful,
like his stepmother, with a similar face. Twins maybe? She was
wearing jeans and a t-shirt, not what he was expecting. Her
breasts poked firmly outwards, stretching the material in a way
that allowed him to know that she wasn't wearing a bra.
The girl was also very beautiful for one so young. She was
wearing a short white summer dress that showed off her plump,
nymph-like thighs and smooth young skin. She was grinning as he
exited the car and came towards them.
"Hello Devshi, I'm Harriet Lawson and this is my little sister
Emma. She has been living with me now since our father died last
year!" she said as he walked up and shook her hand.
"I'm sorry!" he offered.
"That's alright, he went peacefully and we did all our crying
back then. Come, Timothy will bring in your things!" she said,
placing an arm around his shoulders and guiding him into the
house.
Dev was overwhelmed with the wealth he saw inside, much more than
what he had seen outside. The acres of polished wood, leather
chairs and ornaments abound. The walls were adorned with huge
paintings of people he had never seen before, but who bore a
strong resemblance to both his step mother and this tall, dynamic
woman walking with him now.
She led him into the lounge, seating him and then getting the
small, cute maid to bring him a glass of drink from the kitchen.
He drank some and placed the glass on the small glass table in
front of him on the mat provided.
"Thank you, that's very nice!" he smiled at the maid, when gave
him a cute smile back.
"You may go Billie!" Harriet said to the pretty little maid.
The girl hurried out of the room, her legs so sexy in those white
stockings.
"So Devshi, tell me why you avoided meeting with me before and
had to be forced into it now?" she asked.
"I... didn't think it was right, dad marrying your sister..." Dev
stopped, the glare on his aunt's face actually frightened him.
"It's 'Mum' now, and I want to hear you say that!" she said
quietly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean..." he started to say.
"I want to hear you calling her 'Mum'!" she said louder this
time.
"Alright, 'Mum' then. I didn't think that Dad should have married
'Mum'!" he said, feeling strange calling the white woman that.
"That's much better boy, make sure you call her that from now on
and we'll get along fine!" she smiled, the scary coldness gone
now.
"Yes Aunty Harriet!" he said, thinking that he'd better call her
that too.
Emma giggled and Harriet smiled in satisfaction.
"Good boy!" she said, "And I expect you to behave yourself while
you are here or I will punish you. Is that clear?"
"Yes, of course Aunty Harriet!" he told the smiling woman.
Emma came and stood next to the chair he was sitting in. She bent
down and pressed her crotch against his hand that had been on the
arm-rest of the chair he was sitting in, trapping it between the
seat's arm and her warm, plump pussy. She place her mouth close
to his ear;
"You have to call me 'Aunty' Emma too," she whispered loudly, "or
you'll get my big sister mad."
Dev was going to answer, but the warm pussy rubbing against his
hand was very distracting. He didn't know if he should just pull
his hand out, letting 'Aunty' Harriet see where it was or just
leave it there and hope she didn't see.
"Y...yes Aunty Emma..." he murmured.
Suddenly the girl licked his ear, sending a shudder through him.
She giggled as he pulled away, grabbing him around his shoulders
and pulling him back towards her. She started rubbing her crotch
against his hand, her panties becoming damp.
"Emma, stop that at once. Take Devshi and show him his room."
Aunt Harriet told the girl.
She sighed and let go of him, standing back and smiling as she
dragged him out of the chair.
"Come on!"

The upstairs was as lavish and extensively decorated like the
downstairs, paintings adorning the polished wooden walls and a
shield with two swords hung at the far end of the hall. A coat of
arms over it.
He was dragged into a room just three doors from the stairs.
Inside was a huge, wood-posted bed with some strange rings on
each post. It was neatly made and there was a large dresser
nearby, a desk with a TV and a divan in front of the large bay
window. At either side of the bed were small bed-side tables of
dark wood to match the bed and the walls. On the floor, under the
bed was his cases.
"Timmy had put your things away, the cases are under the bed
now." Aunt Emma said, "My bedroom is next door and the toilet is
opposite my room door!"
She climbed up onto his bed, kicking off her shoes and sitting
there with her legs wide open. Her dress had ridden up, either by
accident or design, he didn't know which. Dev got the distinct
impression that she was teasing him.
"Sometimes I get scared and go to sleep in Harriet's bed, but I
think I'll come and sleep with you from now on!" she told him,
smiling wickedly.
"You can't do that!" he gasped, "I'm sixteen and your... How old
are you?"
"Nine!" she smiled, leaning back on her hands and exposing the
fat bulge of her pussy under the white cotton panties she was
wearing.
"Well you can't just come into my bed in the night, I'm bigger
than you and I sleep naked!" he told her, trying to frighten her
off.
Devshi actually did sleep nude, he liked to stroke his cock in
the night and daydream about fucking Davinder from his college.
He would imagining she was naked on his bed and those huge
breasts of hers was in his hands.
"Really?" the girl asked, breaking him out of his revere.
"Yes!" he said, aghast.
Emma giggled.

The little girl found ways to either get him to touch her crotch
or her bottom all afternoon. She also managed to place her hand
in his crotch twice, earning a sharp look from her older sister.
"Emma!" she scolded, "How many times must I tell you to behave?"
"Nine?" the girl giggled.
Harriet sighed and shook her head.
"I swear, I will punish you too one day!" she said.
The girl giggled again, excitedly.
"Yes please!"
Dev didn't understand why Emma would want to be punished, surely
that defeated the whole purpose of it being punishment?
The one thing that he noticed about the naughty little red-haired
white girl was that she had a very plump, very round little
bottom that she liked to show off. She constantly stuck it out at
him, lifting her dress and exposing her meaty buttocks covered in
those tight white panties at him. She would also climb up into
his lap every chance she got.
Something about this girl was getting to him, a deep underlying
sexuality that was actually causing his cock to harden around
her. There was a smell that he couldn't quite place, coming from
her. It aroused him and she even managed to plant a kiss on his
mouth with her big, soft lips while they were watching the news
that evening after dinner.
The cute little maid smiled at him, he eyed her as she moved
about, serving the food and brushing her arm against his as she
served him his food. She winked at him twice and he even managed
to touch her tight little arse once, getting a small gasp and a
giggle from the woman.
Devshi made an excuse to leave the room and was confronted by the
sweet little dark-haired maid in the hall. She watched him coyly
as he approached, lifting her face and opening her mouth
expectantly. He couldn't help bending down and planting a firm
kiss on her mouth, his very first ever. She coiled her arms
around his neck, glueing her lips to his, sucking at his mouth
and urging her tongue into his. Devshi felt light headed, never
having done this before. When the girl let go of him his knees
were weak, his breathing laboured.
She giggled and took him by his hand, leading him off behind the
kitchen to her quarters there. There were two beds in there,
apparently this was the servants' quarters.
She pushed him down on the bed and knelt down in front of him,
looking into his eyes as she undid his trousers and freed his
thick, brown cock.
Not a word was said as she bent and took him into her warm, wet
mouth, sucking on the head and then sliding the entire length
down into her throat.
It felt wonderful, Dev had never experienced anything so
incredible in his life. She sucked and sucked on him, sliding her
mouth on and off him as if she were fucking him with her lips.
She dragged on him like she was sucking through a straw, coaxing
his balls, urging him to cum and hungrily suckling on the head of
his cock.
Too soon he cried out, his hips jerking uncontrollably, his balls
tensing and his sperm shooting and shooting into the warm,
sucking mouth of the cute maid as she gazed up at him with those
big, blue eyes. She sucked and sucked, draining him of his
fluids, swallowing up all that he had orgasmed into her wonderful
mouth. She slowly sucked off him, smiling as she pushed him onto
his back and stood up. His cock was still throbbing as she turned
around, reached under her uniform and pulled down her panties. He
glimpsed her plump little bottom with it's smooth cheeks. There
were some marks on the white skin, as if she had been beaten with
a cane.
He watched as she went to her night-stand, took a small tube out
and squeezed some of it's contents onto her fingers. She looked
at him as she cocked her arse out towards him and greased her
anus as he looked on. His cock raged again as he watched this
lurid scene, knowing that his cock was going into that tight,
tight place shortly. Devshi almost came again just thinking about
it.
She came over, climbing up onto him in reverse and backing onto
his cock.
Sweet, tightness slowly engulfed the head of his cock. He gasped
and heard the girl moan, pushing her buttocks down onto him
slowly. She began to work the head of his cock in and out of her
tight hole, he felt it slip out of her then sliding slowly back
into her anus again.
Dev gasped. What an incredible feeling this was, he didn't want
it to stop.
She didn't, holding his cock firmly in her rather strong fist and
slipping her tight bum-hole on and off his cock-head until he
thought he was going mad.
"Unngh!" she grunted as she suddenly forced her arse down on him
and he felt his cock squeeze quickly up into her tight, tight
rectum.
"Oooooh!" she moaned, pressing her buttocks back into his crotch.
Devshi Modhwalia lay back on her bed and let her do what she
wanted. Happy that his first experience of sex was with this
incredible little woman.
She rode him slowly, obviously enjoying the sodomy and made lots
of delighted gasps and moans of pleasure.
Dev's hips began to work, hooking up at her as she pressed down
on him, so excited in his actions that he sometimes lost the pace
with her. She laughed sweetly at him, pressing her small hands on
his hips to stop him and once again start the rhythm again.
She squeezed his cock, her anus hot and slippery. Dev couldn't
hold on any longer, crying out and flooding her bowels. She
moaned in delight, pressing back and wriggling her bottom at him
as his cock continued to spurt and spurt into her bum.

Harriet looked up from the TV as he entered the room.
"What kept you?" she asked.
"Just reliving myself!" he said, a big smile on his face.
She watched him suspiciously. Emma immediately dropped onto his
lap, sighing with disappointment when his cock remained soft.

The door to his room opened with a gentle sigh, the shadowy
figure of Emma emerged around the door in the light from the hall
and disappeared again when she closed it behind her. He was
awake, almost expecting her visit. He heard a soft rustle of
cloth, then the bed shifted and a warm, smooth body pressed back
against him. Plump, meaty buttocks pressed into his crotch,
trapping his growing erection.
"Mmm!" came the girl's hum of delight, then he felt her small
hand reach back and grasp his cock.
He was actually surprised, never expecting her to go this far. He
decided to see how far she would actually go.
He felt her pull away slightly, angling his cock, then he felt
the warm folds of her buttocks as she pressed back on him and
slipperiness as she fed him between her bum-cheeks. Tightness,
sweet gripping tightness grasped him, making him gasp.
"Unngh!" she grunted as she pushed back, slowly sucking him up
into her very tight, nine year old bottom.
"Shit!" he gasped, bringing a giggle to the child before she
gasped again and slowly pushed all the was back onto him.
"Oooooh!" she moaned, "So big in my bum-bum!"
She just lay there, her buttocks pressed tight against his hips,
reaching back for his arm and coiling it around her plump body.
He found his hand between her plump thighs, cupping an equally
plump pussy; his fingers wet with her effusions.
"Hmmmm!" she moaned and then started to gently move her hips.
Devshi groaned, the grip on his cock was fantastic, the child so
tight.
Emma sighed and gasped as his cock moved in her bum, she pressed
his fingers into her wet pussy, feeding them into her small hole.
He gasped and pushed his lower arm under her, hugging her against
him harder and fucking her bottom. She moaned and leaned into
him, giving him more of her flesh, her bottom.
Emma was so tight, so very tight. Her hole gripped and squeezed
his cock, rubbing his shaft as it slid in her. She was moving
faster now, her breathing gasped and laboured, cooing softly as
his cock moved in the sweet grip of her bottom.
Suddenly the child moaned aloud, trembling in his arms and then
relaxed after a moment, her rectal muscles still squeezing at
him.
Dev continued to bugger the little girl, working his hips against
her buttocks. He gasped and grunted as his seed flooded out of
him, squirting and squirting deep in her bowels.

Harriet sat at the breakfast table and was telling him about what
his day would be like. Emma was constantly giving those wicked
little conspiratorial grins all the time. She hadn't left his
bed, or his cock, until the sun rose in his window. He had cum
twice more in her tight little bum before she pulled off his
wilting tool and left his room. As he looked at her he felt a
little ashamed of himself for, what was in effect, his
molestation of a child.
"Devshi!" came Aunt Harriet's voice, "Did you hear what I said?"
"Oh, sorry Aunt Harriet. I was far away." he apologised, "What
were you saying?"
"You really must learn to pay attention to your elders, Boy. Will
I have to punish you too?" she asked him sternly.
"No, sorry Aunt Harriet!" he pleaded, "I didn't mean any
disrespect..."
"But you ignored me while I was talking to you. That in itself is
a mark of disrespect!" she said in anger, "I will have to teach
you never to ignore me in future!"
Dev's leap from the table was impressive, but this tall
red-haired Amazon was much, much faster. Emma giggled as he was
forced to his knees and pinned with his face against her crotch,
his arms twisted behind his back.
"Argh! Let me go!" he yelled.
"Smack!!"
"OW!!" he yelled again as the sharp pain of the slap stung his
cheek.
"Be still!" she said and he felt something being strapped to his
arms.
Dev was very quickly trusted up like a turkey, lifted onto the
tall woman's shoulder and carried out of the kitchen with his
breakfast half eaten.
Harriet carried him up to his bedroom and he found that he was
unable to stop her from tying him to the bed, finally discovering
what those rings were for. When she was done he was sprawled out,
spread-eagled on his belly.
Dev started to scream and curse at the woman, venting his fury at
her.
"Untie me you fucking white bitch!!" he screamed, "I'll tell the
fucking police about this and have you arrested!"
But as he stared at her, his eyes blazing, he saw her reach under
her skirt and pull down her panties. She stepped out of them and
balling them up.
"These as nice and wet with my juices." she said, "I got so hot
thinking of all the evil things I'm going to do to you for the
next three weeks, just waiting for an excuse to get you in here
like this!"
She laughed as stuffed her soiled panties into his mouth as he
screamed at her, gagging him. Then she went to the dresser and
retrieved a large pair of scissors, coming back to the bed as Dev
stared on in terror and she began cutting off all his clothes.
She pulled the remains off his brown body and stood looking down
at him.
"That's a nice bottom you have there Devshi," she said, "I'm
going to enjoy using it so much over the next few weeks!"
Dev started to sob, unable to free himself and unable to call for
help. He felt the woman's hands stroking his flesh, squeezing his
buttocks and fingering his balls.
"These look so full." she said, "I bet Emma drained them last
night, eh?"
He started at her in shock. She knew about him and Emma?
"Don't be so shocked, who do you think trained her?" she smiled
and gently squeezed his balls.
Devshi groaned and buried his face in the pillow as the pain
course through him.
"Soon these will be emptying themselves into whomever I choose,
whenever I want it. Soon you will do whatever I tell you without
exception!" she said as she whispered into his ear, fondling his
balls in her strong hand.
Dev whimpered and lay there in terror, knowing that she was going
to do something horrible to him. He suddenly remembered the maid,
those marks across her buttocks, marks of a beating she had
suffered at the hands of this woman? He was beginning to realise
that he was sent her for punishment, his fucking evil stepmother
had arranged this. He hated her more than ever now, when he got
out of this he would be telling the police everything.
He heard the opening of a cupboard and turned his head to see
what his 'Aunt' was doing. She had retrieved a long, thin cane
from somewhere, flexing it in her hands as she approached the
bed.
"Are you ready?" she asked, smiling evilly.
Dev shook his head, unable to beg her to stop, unable to plead
for mercy.
She stood over him and raised her arm. He waited for the blow,
closing his eyes in anticipation. Nothing happened.
He opened his eyes to see what was happening and...
"Thwhack!!"
"Mmmphff!" he screamed into stainy panties, his spit and her
juices mingling in his mouth.
"Thwhack!!"
"Thwhack!!"
The blows came on and on, the pain terrible and the shock of the
beating almost too much for his mind.
The tip of the cane caught his balls as she moved to the back of
his thighs and up his back. The pain was immense and his screamed
into his gag, sobbing as his tears streamed down his cheeks.
Then she stopped and bent over him.
"When I'm done you'll be such a good boy, both for me and your
Mummy!" she said into his ear.
Then she started beating him again, with long, stinging strokes
of the cane. The pain was unbelievable, his back and thighs in so
much pain.
Finally she stopped when there was a gentle knock at the door.
"Come!" she said.
Billie, the sweet little maid, came into the room wheeling a
stainless steel trolley and pulling a stand behind her with a
huge rubber bottle hanging from it. It was filled with some kind
of fluid and a long, thick rubber tubing hung from it, coiled up
underneath.
"Ah, good. Leave the trolley there and bring the bottle over to
the bed." Harriet said, "I think it's time for his treatment to
begin."
Dev tried to see what they were doing, what they had in the tray
but the thing was too high above his eye-line. Suddenly he felt a
sharp sting in his buttock and a slow swelling.
"There, that should take effect soon and then we can begin."
Harriet said.
Dev heard a rustle of clothes and then he saw Harriet's glorious
thighs come into view, but a terrible vision also filled his
eyes; she was fitted with a huge, black rubberised cock. It was
buried deep inside her pussy, the other end long and thick
attached to some straps with some wires and what looked like a
battery pack on her hip.
"You like?" she laughed, "This is going to be so much fun."
As Dev watched Billie came over with some lubricant and began
rubbing it onto the thing. She turned and smiled at him, winking.
"Don't worry Devshi, it only hurts really, really bad for about
an hour or two the first time, then the pain eases after a few
days of constant sodomy." she smiled, her hands glistening with
the greasy substance.
He felt odd, his hips were weak and listless. Billie moved to him
and he could feel her hands on his bum, her fingers rubbing and
teasing his anus.
"Enough! I want him now!" Harriet's voice said from behind him.
He felt the bed move and then something thick and round losing
between his buttocks. He tried to tense up, but was unable to do
so. His arse muscles felt so weak that he was unable to clench
them together.
"That was what the injection was for Honey, to stop you from
resisting." Harriet laughed and then shoved in hard, forcing his
anus to spread wide open as the thick rubber cock squeezed up
into his anus.
Dev screamed. He had never felt pain like this, even the lashes
from the cane was much better. He was in agony, the pain tearing
through his bum, his lower gut as the thing forced it's rude way
up onto his bowels in one long slow push.
He screamed and screamed, the panties leaking into his throat and
the sound of Harriet's hysterical laughter in his ears.

He woke up in darkness, something thick still in his bottom. His
guts felt full, aching as it groaned and squelched painfully. He
moaned and something in the room moved, coming over to the bed
and touching his sore back. Something was placed over his ears
and soft music began to play. Whispered words were repeated over
and over again in the background that he could hardly understand
and he lay there in severe pain, his back, his bum, his thighs,
his anus, his guts, all hurt so terribly.
He lay there, being forced to listen to that voice while his body
hurt for hours. He never knew how long he lay there before light
suddenly filled the room and he turned his head to find that the
huge bottle was half empty and the long, thick tubing was
unravelled in his direction. He saw a naked Billie being led to
his side and looked down to stared at her crotch. She had a cock.
Dev could not believe what he was seeing, he had buggered this
girl/boy and didn't see any evidence of this at all. And she/he
had breasts, nice firm shapely things that were definitely real.
"Do you like my little pet Devshi?" Harriet asked him, "She's was
once a boy just like you, but I changed her, trained her to be
both the perfect maid and the perfect slut. Soon she'll have her
little cock removed and she'll service any man I so choose,
including your father.
He's already sampled her wonderful mouth and tight bottom, but
then so have you, eh?"
Dev started to cry, hearing her words clearly over the soft music
in his ears and the constant annoyance of those whispered words.
"Don't cry Honey, Aunty Harriet's not going to make you into a
girl. She only wants to turn you into her personal bitch!" she
laughed and then the blows from the stinging cane began again.

Dev was tired and hungry, pain racked his body and that horrible
music just kept playing into his ears. It must have been days
since it began, and he had been released and carried to the
toilet several times to evacuate his bowels. He stared at the
yellowish water in the bowl as it was flushed down, the he was
again shackled to the bed, beaten, raped and then enemas again.
The headphones were place back over his ears again and the
horrible music continued to stream into his brain, driving him
slowly mad.
"Are you hungry?" Harriet asked him.
He nodded weakly.
He watched as she took a banana into her mouth, chewed on it for
a while, then she lifted his head, forcing the gooey contents of
her mouth into his. He took it, eating it and swallowing it all
down meekly. She laughed and told him what a good boy he was. And
continued to feed him more of the banana in this way. When he had
eaten a few of the fruit, she pressed a button and the music
changed for a much nicer one but the whispered voices continued,
though in a different tone.

The enemas continued, his guts ached as the fluids stretched his
bowels full and his aunt took great pleasure in pulling out the
hose and stuffing his bum full of hard, rubbery cock. She lay on
top of him, thrusting deeply into him and forcing the fluids
deeper into his intestines. He gasped and moaned as the thick
thing slid in and out if him, hurting him deeper than it actually
dove. She had his headphones off him now, tonguing his ear.
"You're going to be such a good boy for me, aren't you Devvy?"
she cooed, drilling into his bottom.
"Y...yes Aunty Harriet!" he gasped before he could think.
The woman laughed and fucked him harder, a buzzing feeling
suddenly filling him, making him groan, making him actually feel
good.
"Yes Honey, yes you will!" she cooed, fucking him deeper, faster.
"Yes..." he gasped, "Yes I will!"

Dev sat in his father's home, quietly listening to Aunty
Harriet's voice as she explained what his duties were to her
sister.
"...And you will obey all commands without exception." she was
telling him.
"Yes Aunty Harriet!" he said, smiling lovingly at the woman.
He had just spent the entire car journey down to London, kneeling
on the floor and eating her pussy the way he had been trained to.
He no longer thought about anything but serving these wonderful
women and Aunty Emma was to remain with him now, sleeping in his
bed and rewarding him with her sweet young body for his continued
good behaviour.
He had spent five months up at his aunt's home and not the three
weeks he had originally planned. He had been filled with drugs,
completely brainwashed now. He had left school now, his schooling
would be taken care of by his stepmother now.

Devshi watched his naked father being ridden by the energetic
Emma, the girl's tight little pussy could be seen as it slid on
and off his cock.
He was standing next to his stepmother, the woman fondling his
naked buttocks as they watched her little sister fuck her
husband.
"Soon she will breed and I want you to breed her. The two of you
will make lots and lots of strong young children for me to play
with." she told him.
"Yes Mummy!" he sighed.
She led him up to her room and pulled him between her thighs,
burying her face in her crotch.
"Eat, Honey!" she said.

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Dev's New Family