This story is a work of fiction. The characters depicted within have
no resemblance to anyone dead or alive; any such resemblance is purely
coincidental. The author does not subscribe to the acts depicted
within this work, they are for purely reading pleasure only. It is
strongly advised that readers take all necessary precautions for the
safety of all players if they choose to act out the play of this
story.

This is a work of erotic fiction. If the reader is turned off or
offended by such material, it is advised that they don't read any
further.
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Caroline's Bukkake

"Caroline", her father's voice boomed across the house. The silence
that followed was pregnant with expectation. Every inhabitant of the
house froze and then were afraid to move. It seemed like any movement
would break the silence and bring hell and all its flames down on the
person.

"Caroline", the voice cut through the thick silence once more.

The 17-year-old got up from her study table, opened the door to her
room, and called back to her father, "Coming dad."

Even as the words left her mouth, she knew that it betrayed her fear.
All four children and their mother feared John, a giant of a man who
ran his household like an army boot camp. Never a day went by that one
or the other member of the family did not feel the stinging heat of
his belt on their backsides. Today there was no doubting who would be
receiving it.

Caroline slipped off her panties and smoother the front of her dress,
then she checked herself in the mirror before stepping out of her
room. Her three brothers stood at the door to their room, pity was
written large on their faces, but it was mixed with a feeling of
relief – it wouldn't be them today.

Caroline walked down the stairs to the living room and one look at her
father let her know that she was in DEEP shit.

Her mother stood at the doorway of the kitchen, trembling like a leaf
in the rain.

"You called, father?" she asked after she was standing in front of the
angry giant.

"I want the rest of you here too, NOW!"

Caroline waited with her gaze glued to her father's boots as the rest
of the family assembled around them.

She heard an envelope's rustle and then a photograph was thrust under her face.

"What is this?"

Caroline's blood ran cold. She lifted her eyes and met her father's
gaze, not in defiance but in fear.

"How did he get those pictures?" she asked herself.

"Who took those pictures?"

Her mind ran through the events of the last weekend, she did not know
that her fuck with Brian was being photographed. The bastard has
cheated her. He must have arranged it. But how did it get to her
father?

"Take the picture", he ordered her.

Her hands trembled as she reached out and held the picture between her fingers.

"Explain to the family what you are doing in it", he ordered. His
voice was soft and it sounded much more scarier than ever.

"Please daddy, don't make me do this", she begged.

"You should have thought of that before indulging in such despicable
acts. Now do as I say. Hold up the picture so the rest of them can see
it and explain what you are doing in it."

She knew it was futile.

She held up the picture.

"That is me giving Brian a blowjob."

He handed her another picture. She held up the picture.

"That is me giving Brian a blowjob."

He handed her another picture.

"That is me inviting Brian to ff… make love to me."

He handed her another picture. She held up the picture.

"That is Brian f… m…"

"Say it."

"That is Brian fffffucking me."

He handed her another picture. She held up the picture.

"That is Brian still ffucking me."

He handed her another picture. She held it up.

"That is me having an orgasm."

He handed her another picture. She held it up.

"That is me having an orgasm."

"Another", he prompted.

"That is me having another orgasm."

He handed her another picture.

She hesitated, and looked at her father, her eyes pleaded for mercy.

His eyes were empty.

She held up the picture.

"This…this…Please daddy."

"Go on."

"This…this is me…swallowing Brian's cum."

"Now what do we do with you? Her father asked.

No one replied, no reply was expected.

"I try. I know I try hard to teach you and your brothers the right
things. And how do you replay me?"

"I'm sorry daddy", she sobbed.

"You don't look sorry in those pictures. Does she look sorry in even
one of those pictures?"

No one replied, no reply was expected.

John walked up to the table and picked up his pipe, filled it slowly
and lit it. He walked up to the French window and looked outside as he
puffed on his pipe.

"You know what?" he asked as he turned away from the window, "When we
were in Japan we saw a sight. A sight that shocked many of us, but not
me. I thought it was perfect. A woman in the village was found
cheating on her husband, so she was punished for it. They have a term
for that. What was it? Ah! Yes! A bukkake. I thought it was
appropriate for that situation and I think it is appropriate for this
one too. You are nothing more than a cum slut. Your eyes glow when you
are receiving his cum and I think that is what we need to get you out
of."

He turned to his wife.

"You know how it is done. Tie her up."

Her mother stepped up to her and guided her gently to a chair. At the
chair she undressed her daughter, until she stood naked and sat her
down. She took the girl's hands behind the chair and began to wrap the
rope around the wrists. The she took another rope and began to bind
her breasts, the loops of rope, at the base of the breast, made the
breasts bulge out. She looped the rope four times around the breast,
and then moved to the next one. As she did the second breast, the
first one began to get red. The breasts were both tied and red.

"Now boys, take off your trousers.

The boys hesitated.

"Do it", the command sounded like a whiplash and the three boys took
off their trousers.

"Now masturbate on her face. If you need help, stick it in her mouth,
she'll suck it for you."

The boys were stunned. The entire sequence of events had turned them
on no end. But this was amazing. Their father was actually asking them
jerk off on their sister. They knew better than to hesitate a second
time. The three of them gathered around the bound girl and began to
jerk off.

Peter took the initiative of using her mouth first. He held his penis
to her mouth and the girl's lips closed around the head and began to
suck. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as his greatest
fantasy began to come true.

"I'm cumming", he said.

"On her face", his father called out.

Peter pulled his penis out of his sister's mouth and began shooting
his load on her face. He kept pumping his organ, surprisingly he
wanted more. His organ stayed hard and he continued pumping.

Caroline moaned as another load of cum, this time her youngest
brother's splashed onto her face. She turned to face her second
brother, their eyes met and held the gaze. He pumped hard and her
tongue reached out. The moment the tip of her tongue touched the tip
of his head, it spewed forth his seed. Some of it fell on her tongue,
the rest on her face,

Then, her eldest brother shot another load on to her face.

Then there was silence as the family stood back and looked at her cum
streaked face.

"Undo her", John commanded.

His wife moved quickly and began to under her daughter's breasts. The
girl screamed in pain and moaned in pleasure as the blood rushed back
in to her breasts.

"Slut! Shut up!" John screamed and Caroline's screams turned into pitiful mews.

"Put her on the table."

His wife helped her daughter up and helped her onto the table. The
girl was pushed to lie back, with her legs dangling off the edge of
the table.

John stepped up to his daughter and undid his trousers. He pulled out
an organ that matched his size. His wife held it to hi daughter's cunt
and he thrust.

"The slut is wet", he commented as he began to thrust in to his daughter's cunt.

His daughter moaned a sigh of relief as his organ began to build up a
rhythm inside her. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the waves
of pleasure his manliness was sending through her.

Unknown to her, her crotch began to move in synch with him.

"Slut", he commented, and kept pumping.

"Her mouth is free is any of you boys want to have another go", he
said without breaking his rhythm.

The second boy stepped up to his sister and offered her his penis. She
took it and began sucking on it.

"Oh!" he gasped and came in her mouth.

His place was taken by the next brother.

Together the four men continued to use her until her father stiffened
and then let loose his seed inside her vagina.

She moaned and squirmed as she had her nth orgasm.

The room was filled with an expectant silence.

"From today onwards, until she is married and handed over to another
man, the three of you may use her as you like. It is your duty. If we
don't keep her satisfied, she will go elsewhere and shame the name of
this family. Henceforth, treat her as your wife. Treat her like I
treat you mother."

The boys all were sporting hard-ons again.

Deep inside herself, Caroline smiled, she would have more sex now than
she could ever tire of.
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