Title: Hate-Fucked From: Jenna Cone (jennacone@yahoo.com) Story
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Sophie was raised by her parents as a good helpful sister. You
see, from the time she was old enough to talk they started
explaining to her that she was going to be a fuck-dump for her
brother. They were a rich family and naturally they wanted him to
succeed in life and grow up to become a wealthy doctor or lawyer.
She would just be his sexual relief from all the studying and
tension.

Maybe Sophie had the potential to be a doctor herself - but
nobody would ever know or give a shit. While her brother was
quickly learning addition and subtraction, she was being given
differently sized pens to start pushing into her miniature hole.
While he was being taught medical terminology, she was being
taught sexual terminology. It was one of his daily chores to take
out the trash, and it was one of her daily chores to write the
word "CUNT" above her vagina.

By age six him and her had diverged in their studies in every way
possible but one: sexual behavior. Sophie's mother started
showing both of them pornography when they were six. She started,
of course, with the *most* hardcore of rapes and non-consensual
gangbangs involving children. It would have been taboo to suggest
she play something "vanilla". That would have been inappropriate
of her son and daughter to consider.

In addition, Sophie had to start fitting small but actual dildos
inside herself while she constantly watched porn. Her brother got
to study and get good grades - she got to masturbate again and
again and again... and again. She was being taught to consider
the acts on the screen normal. She was being taught a female's
place in life.

The sum of her training was finally realized by age eight, when
her brother started having his first real little dates. His dad
helped him treat the little lady right - he was a perfect little
trooper, doing everything he could to try and be polite and
romantic at such an early age. And her brother really liked the
girl - she was in two of his classes and they'd worked together
on several tough projects.

He wanted to try and kiss for the first time, but she was a rich
bitch and only gave him a peck on the cheek at the very end of
the date. This was unacceptable - he'd already seen girls being
held down and raped - this tomfoolery was *unacceptable*.

It was precisely the reaction his parents had hoped for. Little
did Sophie know that her reaction was going to be exactly the
reaction they hoped for, as well. During all her training they
had both "accidentally" left magazines and internet articles
around that talked about women's rights or talked about happy
romantic endings. All the things she was simultaneously being
told she would never have and was never made for. It kept her
rebellious, and it kept her reluctantly following her fate.

"Sophie, your brother didn't get a kiss at ALL during his date!
Can you believe that! Rich families are full of girls like that,
and YOU have to do whatever it takes to keep him happy and
pleased so he doesn't get distracted from school by silly drama.
He's going to kiss YOU. Now." her mother told her, sternly.

Up until now she'd just been practicing, pretending and imagining
that what she was being told was just a fantasy - she'd held onto
the secret hope that it was all a weird exaggeration. She'd
suppressed and denied actually *doing* it for real after reading
so many articles that told her she was more than just a cunt. She
was about to be proven wrong. The hard way.

Sophie's brother walked into her bedroom and saw her sitting
quietly on the bed, waiting. She didn't want to do this. This was
gross! Kissing her brother just to make up for the other girl not
being nice to him! Not fair! When he came in she saw him look at
her differently than he had before. She didn't know it then, but
it was the first of an endless series of those looks.

It was the look of objectified lust - even though he was only
eight, he was glancing at her body the way a hunter glances at a
deer. She was a piece of meat in the crosshairs, not a sister.
She was just an adequate source of relief for his frustrated
little body after a tough first day dealing with the opposite
sex.

He walked up to her and tried to push his face closer to hers,
but she was staring down at the floor. She was in shock at what
they were doing to her. "Now, now dear... remember what you are?"
she asked sweetly, masking her annoyance. Sophie forced herself
to answer, "Yes mom... I'm a cunt."

"Then start acting like one!" and with that she grabbed her by
her hair and jerked her head upwards, facing her brother who
promptly dove his tongue around in her mouth like he'd seen in
the pornos. She had no say in the matter, and got no pleasure out
of it.

Sophie was just a quick fix for her brother who was using her,
even at age eight. After several minutes of strained, somewhat
embarassing attempts at his first french kisses, Cory decided
he'd had enough and simply turned around and left the room to go
finish up the last of his homework. Sophie used her sleeve to
wipe the kiss-slobber off of her lips.

"Good cunt. I don't want to have to correct your behavior again."
was the only thing her mother said as she left the room, closing
the door and leaving her to quietly hold back tears as she
contemplated what had been confirmed: she wasn't good enough to
be a doctor like him - she was only good enough to be a cunt for
her brother.

She was a stepping stone for him on his road to success. A
reusable but meaningless set of holes to substitute the feeling
of a *real* girl. If Pinocchio had been a girl, would this have
been her fate too? Pinnochia, the imitation girl - a fake cunt
for what her brother really wanted.

With that odd and disturbing thought forming strangely accurate
analogies in her young mind, she remembered to push a dildo deep
inside her vagina before laying down and slowly drifting to
sleep...

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As the months passed and they reached their 10th birthdays,
things got worse and worse for Sophie. Her brother's needs grew
more insistent as his workload in school increased. He was making
straight A's, while she was lucky to make C's and D's between the
nights she was forced to stay up late watching porn and the
distraction of feeling larger and larger vibrators stretching her
cunt while she sat in class. She was a quiet, reclusive girl
while her brother was becoming popular and confident.

After his dates he would come home late - late for her anyway.
Whatever his curfew was, hers was a couple hours earlier since
she had nothing better to do. He would walk straight into her
bedroom (which had its lock removed) and roll her sleeping body
over onto her back, pry open her mouth and shove his dick in.

The lights were still off because he didn't care about actually
seeing her. Instead, he would describe how his date went and how
hot his latest girlfriend was as he forced her to suck him off.
He was only ten, and forcing his sister to give him blowjobs.

She listened to countless stories about girls so much hotter and
better than her as she made him ejaculate into her mouth thinking
of them. He would promptly leave the room and leave her alone
again afterwards. Her only "reward" was the vile sperm he'd shot
into her mouth against her will. She would get in HUGE trouble if
she let a drop leave her mouth.

The girls he dated were all snobby bitches. Even though she was a
part of a rich family, she'd been raised in such a lowly way that
she was easily able to see in from outside the circle - she saw
just how mean and appalling all the girls he dated were. She
resented her brother using her as a sperm tube, but she hated
them even worse for being such bitchy teases.

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"Oh man, you should have *seen* the way that Teresa can kiss.
Oohh, it got me horny..." she heard in a groggy haze, then her
body jerked and gagged as a penis plunged itself into her mouth.
It tasted terrible, he'd been dripping precum the entire date.
The girl had really turned him on, and now it was Sophie who had
the pay the price.

Girls her age weren't even supposed to know what a penis looked
like - this made her a whore and she knew it. Reluctantly she
lifted a hand up to his dick and began to jerk it off into her
mouth as she kept the tip between her lips. She had been watching
porn for this very reason. So that she knew what to do at an
early age.

Her 10yo tongue flicked and rolled on his cockhead, massaging and
pushing him towards an orgasm. There was no foreplay and no love
in HIS actions. She had to give him everything and only get sperm
in return, shot into her mouth like garbage being thrown into a
dumpster.

She looked up at him and realized with despair that his ears were
plugged - he didn't even want to HEAR her today. He was just
thinking about *her*. She was working to make him hard thinking
about *her*. It was all about her, and none of the lust in him
was for Sophie. She was just a cunt folds for him to fuck while
he thought... about *her*. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt... it splattered
onto her tongue like trash into the dumpster. He left. She
swallowed.

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"I got my hand down her pants and fingered her... ooOoOoOOooh her
parents would kill me if they knew... here. Smell it." The
disgusting fingers were forced to her nose and then pushed into
her mouth for her to taste. Cory had just gotten back from a date
with a girl that had laughed in Sophie's face a few weeks ago and
later called her a flunk-out waiting to happen.

The girl had called Sophie flat-out stupid. The worst kind of
mean 10yo - and now Sophie was forced to suck clean the pussy
juice from her hole. It made her so angry she wanted to run out
of the house and kill her right then. Instead, her humiliation
was turned into outrage. "Now call her up and tell her thank
you." he ordered her, picking up the receiver to the phone in her
room and dialing the number.

Sophie was in shock. This was over the line, past the limit.
Everyone in the family knew that Sophie's duty as her brother's
whore was a private matter, under threat of terrible terrible
punishment. "Oh - you don't have to say why, sis. Nobody will
know what we're doing. You just have to say thank you and then
hang up. That's all. You slut."

The phone rang a few times, and then the sound of her familiar
voice filled Sophie with a twisting mixture of rage and dread. If
she didn't do what her brother said, he would tell her parents,
and then she'd probably be punished by having to keep an
extra-large dildo inside herself for the weekend. It hurt so much
the last time that had happened...

"Hello? Cory?" the girl said on the phone, expecting to hear from
her boy toy. "Thank you..." Sophie said coldly into the phone,
her heart dropping into her stomach. Then she ran to the bathroom
and actually vomited.

Cory followed her into the bathroom and led her by the hand back
to the bedroom, almost romantically - almost as if he cared for
her - for her brutal and slutty mouthfucking. He wasn't being
gentle, he was just being patient. She was a fucking slut and had
to do what he wanted.

She had to suck his fingers clean again the next day before her
mouth-fucking. And the next. And the next. Until she began to
suck his fingers clean all on her own. Until she had the taste of
the girl's crotch memorized and thought of it every time she saw
her at school. Even while she was being made fun of by her, even
when she cried because of her, the #1 thing in her mind was the
acrid taste of the girl's vagina.

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Tonight he didn't even say anything. She just felt her chin being
grabbed and pulled down, forcing her mouth open. She knew better
than to close it. Within seconds his hard, dripping dick filled
the opening. He didn't let her prepare for the intrusion with
some initial pumps; instead he just pushed all the way down as
far as he could go from the very first thrust. She heaved and let
out a gurgled cry, but he didn't pull out - he pushed in deeper
and harder.

She hadn't even had time to get a breath of air before he had
woken her up so cruelly. Her hands now flailed and slapped
against the sides of the bed while her legs kicked in a desperate
attempt to tell him she needed air, but she knew her parents
would say that his pleasure was more important than her safety.

She was a worthless preteen mouth-cunt, and he was a prized
super-student. He deserved this. And she deserved this. She
willed herself, straightened out her body and started sputtering
for bits of oxygen as his cock pounded her throat. It was
excruciating.

After what seemed like an eternity breathing through staggered
gasps, his thrusts grew longer and more steady. She anticipated
the impending orgasm as his dick started to jerk itself in a
squirting motion. Ball after ball of gooey cum travelled straight
from his penis to the base of her throat and then oozed straight
down into her belly like spit slowly dripping down a window.

It felt horrible - but it was her life. She knew deep inside that
moments like these were the only reason her mother didn't have an
abortion.

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It was Christmas Eve tonight... they always opened their presents
on Christmas Eve rather than christmas morning in order to make
it feel "cozier". In her case, her parents had gathered up all of
her pants and dresses and burned them in the fireplace as she
opened up present after present.

Each one contained a more and more obscene miniskirt, and they
told her that she would get to start dressing like a whore as if
it would excite her. She had to smile for them as they took
pictures of her - she changed into each miniskirt in front of all
of them, getting naked and putting her bare pussy on display each
time.

She had to sit on the couch with her legs spread after putting on
each skirt. The dildo she always kept inside herself was poking
out slightly, perfecting her look as a pathetic preteen whore.
*beepbeep* *flash!* the camera took picture after picture.

"Check out what dad got me for christmas!" Cory yelled excitedly
as he revealed a brand-new tablet computer. His dad chuckled -
he'd already opened it and done his best to repackage it. Upon
turning it on it was already filled to the brim with videos of
little girls being raped.

His son couldn't be any more ecstatic. He was only supposed to
relieve himself into his sister at night in her bedroom to keep
it private, but he couldn't contain himself this time. His
parents just chuckled and let him have his fun.

Sophie was still sitting with her legs opened like a whore when
her shoulders were grappled and she was flipped upside down with
her head hanging off one arm of the couch. Cory's dick started
fucking in and out of her throat wildly like a piston and the
sloppy garbled sounds of Sophie trying to gag and breathe soon
filled the room. Then, the sounds of a 5yo girl being vaginally
raped joined the existing chorus as the main melody.

Sophie got to listen to the sounds of the child being forced to
please a man many times her size, she got to hear in
high-definition the sounds of a miniature vagina being stretched
and taken past its limit. Her mouth trembled and salivated
against its will, further lubricating her brother as he used her
as a masturbation device.

Her only purpose was to assist in his masturbatory session as he
watched videos of kids being fucked. *beepbeep* *flash!* picture
taken as he cummed down her choking throat.

"Here, I like sharing." he said after he finished cumming. He
handed her the tablet and she spent the rest of the night forced
to watch the horrible videos. She spent the rest of the night
with the dildo inside her body turned on, buzzing away and
invoking orgasms into her that she knew were wrong and immoral.
"Merry Christmas, slut!" her mother told her cheerily as she
finally went into the bedroom with her husband.

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The hatred Sophie had for her brother's girlfriends was fully
realized when they were 13 and Cory was out on yet another date.
Most girls were only half-assed into the dating game and only did
so as politely as they could, doing it as a cross between a
social game and an amusing distraction. Mattie was a bad apple of
the bunch. She didn't really belong in the socialite circle of
upper-class middle-school bitches that ruled the school, but she
was clever enough to play their game and still play her own.

Cory was something of a prize to have under her belt, and she
wanted to add him to her "owned" collection just like the other
determined girls had done. However, all they'd done is date him
and toy with his emotions and then eventually move on for one
paltry reason or another.

Mattie wanted to take it to a level they never would - because
they didn't want to be labelled as sluts. They didn't want to
stop being invited to the expensive parties and shunned because
of a reputation. Mattie though - she knew how to eat her cake and
have it too.

Mattie was perplexed by her new boyfriend's sister. She'd picked
up on how much she hated the other girls he'd dated and she could
only guess at why she felt so defensive about her brother. She
was a quiet secluded girl without many friends, barely passing
her classes and her brother blew her away in every way possible.
If anyone should be defensive it should be him over her - the
other way around. It was puzzling.

She didn't know that Sophie wasn't being defensive over brother
for his sake - she was being defensive for her sake. She was
trying to keep the cause-and-effect rape of her body to a
minimum.

There had been *so many* times now that he'd come home after a
hot date, one full of passionate kissing but no payoff. He'd bust
into her room with his throbbing, blue-balled cock already out
and erect. And he wouldn't just shove it into her mouth, he'd
shove it into her throat and fuck it back and forth. Her mouth
was just a way to let off steam, a way to relieve the stress of
grades and girls.

Once she'd been having a dream where she was flying through the
air as a peaceful butterfly angel. She was happy and free. Then
she got brutally throat-fucked into reality, forced to gasp
around her brother's aching dick while he talked about a girl who
was better than her. The happiness in her was ripped away and
replaced with discarded sperm.

With that memory fresh in Sophie's mind, the two of them now sat
across from each other in keyboarding class. It was an elective
and it was the only reason they shared the same class despite
being on different echelons of academic achievement. The
classroom was separated into two halves, with each half facing
inwards towards each other. An open gap divided each side where
the teacher would walk back and forth during his lecture. Sophie
and Mattie sat right across from each other, each of them at the
front of their rows.

Mattie gave her a non-caring glance, but found herself a little
annoyed by the girl. Sophie on the other hand glared at Mattie.
Another pretentious cheerleader wearing a skirt that is somehow
school-sanctioned despite violating the dress code. Sophie got
detention for breaking it while she away with it. It was
hypocritical bullshit.

This new girl was just another cock-tease to make her brother
need to break open her dreams and mouth-rape her awake, spurting
globs of semen straight down her throat and not pulling out until
she swallowed every spurt.

This was just another girl that she'd have to hear about in every
detail - Sophie knew she'd be hearing what she smelled like, how
good at math she was, what her neck tasted like, how she talked,
how she kissed, and how she goaded him on while they were having
a date at a restaurant she'd never even *been* to.

Her glare increased as she realized they were having a date
tonight. Their eyes finally broke contact as the lecture began.

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Sophie was asleep that night, now dreaming about another life
again. In this dream she was born into a different family in a
different country. She was perhaps German, and her family wasn't
rich but they loved her very much and saved up enough money to
send her to college.

She dreamed of pushing herself, of making it - she was getting a
job as a scientist for some important project and she was getting
paid so much to provide for her family and she felt so rewarded.

Suddenly Sophie felt her panties being removed. She was being
raped. This was her punishment for dreaming of freedom again. She
tried to jump up but a hand was already around her neck, holding
her down.

Her brother had never gone this far before - he'd spared her this
level of humiliation and degradation. He knew how she hated the
idea of being treated as a cunt. She hated the word, and she
never wanted him to go this far and he swore... but now she felt
her panties come down her ankles and off.

Her hands swung up and she prepared to punch him or push him
away, but they were firmly clasped together instead. Her dad was
in the room also, she couldn't see in the darkness but she felt
him holding her now, and then heard a series of metallic clicks
as each wrist was handcuffed. Each hand was handcuffed to one of
the bedposts behind her head, and then she felt her legs being
pulled open - "oh god..." she gasped. Her vagina was being forced
open, her virginity prepared like fast food to be delivered to
her hungry brother and consumed without care.

She struggled valiantly. At this point she even started rambling
on about sexual equality and morality and christian ethics and
something about making a mistake he'd regret - her own panties
were suddenly shoved into her mouth, then another and another -
three pairs of her dirty panties including the one she'd been
wearing completely gagged her into both silence and retching.

She had never tasted vagina before. She'd had to smell it endless
times from being forced to masturbate herself. She'd had the
scent of it waft up from it wetting itself involuntarily after
each mouth-rape. But she'd never actually been forced to taste
it, especially like this - dried out crusted secretion melted
into her hot saliva like flavoring for a drink.

Her father's hand was cupped over her mouth, keeping her from
spitting them out and also keeping her from heaving forwards as
she reeled under the taste. For a few seconds the taste was so
bad that she actually forgot all about what was happening to her
and every effort was focused on trying to keep the sick fluid off
of her tongue as much as possible.

Then she was reminded of what was happening, and what she *was*.
"Mattie tried having sex with me tonight... she really, really
tried. She wasn't like the other girls Sophie. She wore her
cheerleading outfit today and she kept letting it slide up,
letting me see between her legs, and there was a *wet* spot
between them. Oh god..." he started to fuck himself fully into
her, penetrating her and replacing her virginity with the void of
shocked subjugation.

"She's so different than the other girls... so much better. Oh
god, you could never compare to her. She's so much hotter than
you, so much smarter than you..." Sophie's dad cut in, adding
insult to injury with his explanation. "I wish I could let him
fuck her, but we have to keep up proper appearances for this
family. He has to be seen as an upstanding son. A proud example
at parent-teacher conferences. He'll be the one to succeed in
school and get a great job when he's older. Maybe he'll even run
for some kind of office - I can't have an incident from school
following him around, that's why we've been putting birth control
pills in your meals for the past few months."

Sophie was mentally destroyed at the revelation - her parents had
been slipping her birth control in addition to having handcuffs
ready to chain her to the bed with. They had been planning out
the day their strapping young son would decide to finally rape
his sister. Brutally. And with their blessing.

"Don't act surprised, you've been practicing for this since the
day you could talk. You thought that if you went on and on about
freedom and fairy tales that you could get out of your
responsibilities, but you're wrong. Everyone in this family has a
role, and yours is the role of being whore-relief for your
brother. Nothing more, nothing less.

"You'll accept his sperm into your vagina just like you've been
taking it into your throat. And you will not under any
circumstance clean it out. You don't want your brother thinking
you don't appreciate his rape juice."

Sophie was delirious with her attempts to struggle and break
free. She didn't know what she would do or where she would go;
she just wanted out. But her mind had been warped since she was
growing up - as the minutes passed, a dark voice deep down inside
her kept reminding her that she knew what her parents had told
her was true. This - her incestous rape - was the happy ending
she would get. It's the only one she would get.

She remembered the thought from so many years ago. She was the
Pinnochia. She was the fuck-dump for her brother. She would never
be a real girl: she was always going to be the imitation doll
that he kept around. She would never enjoy being used like this,
but she would never get to enjoy sex by someone who loved her
either. It was no use struggling... no use...

Her struggled softened, she grew complacent and her father
removed his hand from her mouth, letting her spit out the panties
which were now completely cleaned. She was violated and used. She
was left alone in her room with sperm leaking out of her hole
just like so many other nights, but this time the hole was her
vagina and not her mouth.

She had just lost her virginity at 13. She would never be able to
save herself for marriage now. She would probably never even get
married. She imagined her brother might keep her around as a dump
even when he found a wife, using her on the side like a secret
affair that never gets discovered.

And with that terrible thought in her imagination, she drifted
off...

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"Wake up whore. Assume the position." He told her, and she had to
pull herself up from her comfortable sleeping position and into a
doggy-style position. She put her head under the pillow so he
could pretend he was fucking Mattie. Her cunt smelled, it still
had yesterday's sperm deep inside of it, sticky and glued to her
cervix. Millions of sperm trying to impregnate her. Of her own
brother.

She shuddered as he added another series of spurts to her vagina.
With a sharpie he wrote the word "Mattie" on her ass in huge
letters, laughed and then left the room. "That bitch." Sophie
thought to herself.

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"Oh god, Mattie... so fucking hot..." he moaned as he threw his
sister's legs opened and stared at her body. The lights were on
tonight, which was very unusual. He'd printed Mattie's picture
onto a sheet of photo-paper earlier and now he quickly
scotch-taped it to Sophie's face, adjusting it until it looked
good enough.

"That's good. Now lay there and moan her name every time you feel
me throb." It was even worse than having her head under the
pillow. Sophie's face burned a blossoming red from both
humiliation and anger at this level of treatment.

Her mouth went dry and she wanted to scream, wanted to find the
bitch and maim her. She forced air into her lungs: "Mattie....
Mattie... " she waited until she felt him throbbing again,
"Mattie...". He throbbed again a few seconds later: "Mattie...".

This repeated for what must have been an hour until he finally
exploded inside her crotch and then left the room like a
passenger exiting a train. His only words before closing the door
were "Keep that mask on tonight." She had to fall asleep with it
still on her face, taunting her, making her feel like an inferior
and desperate whore. A temporary and worthless attempt at
replicating the hot body of Mattie.

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"Time for left-overs, sissie." he announced as he walked into her
bedroom. She hadn't even been asleep despite laying there for
hours. Her sleeping schedule was adjusting to wait for him... she
had to wait for her brother to come in and rape her before her
body wanted to go to sleep anymore. A load of sperm shooting into
her was like a tranquilizer shot to her now. It was pathetic, it
was sick, but his sperm was the only thing that would make her
sleep soundly.

Despite all of this, she hadn't expected things to suddenly get
even sicker than they already were.

"You still whine about how you've never been to the places I've
gone on dates. Especially Mattie, I really wine and dine her.
Well tonight is your lucky night, you get to enjoy the food. This
to-go box is filled with the leftovers that she couldn't eat.
Fortunately for you she forgot to take it with her when mom and
dad dropped her off at her house."

He opened the styrofoam container and revealed some popcorn
shrimp mixed with pasta noodles. There was also a bread roll in
one corner. He reached into the box and grabbed a fist of shrimp
and noodles, then moved it to Sophie's vagina, pushing all of it
in with his fingers.

The process caused a sickening slopping sound to fill the quiet
room. Sophie's head had come up and was staring in stunned
disbelief. It felt so wrong... it felt so utterly wrong; she
could feel every crumb and noodle and piece of shrimp sliding and
shifting around in her crotch as if it was a tupperware. "God...
what are you doing... Cory...!?" she stuttered, her voice whining
at the end.

"Keep your legs open. You're going to take every bit of this
inside yourself. And you'll get to eat Mattie's leftovers for
lunch tomorrow. You will *not* sit with your friends like usual.
Instead, you'll come to our lunch table and sit next to her, and
you'll have her leftovers on your plate. And you'll thank her for
it, and eat... Every. Single. Bite.

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Cory had throat-fucked her after "feeding" her cunt, but she
still couldn't sleep that night. Her vagina managed to actually
feel even more violated than when she was first raped. This...
this was unthinkably humiliating. He had forced her dildo into
her after the leftovers had gone inside. He squashed all of that
food to the back of her cunt and turned it on, forcing her vagina
to continually wet itself under the incessant buzzing.

Her mom gave her new batteries to put into the dildo before she
dropped her off at school that day, to replace the ones that had
died during the night. For another couple hours the incessant
buzzing would start again, and slowly marinate Mattie's food in
her own stinking vaginal secretion.

As she stepped out of the car and began to walk with a longer
stride, the feeling of carrying food around inside her crotch
sickened her beyond belief. She could feel every future bite of
her lunch churning around, being forced from side to side and
squashing itself into one shape and then another within her
folds. As she sat down in her first class a puff of air travelled
up her miniskirt and made her nauseous. The scent of a whore's
meal.

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Sophie glared almost non-stop at Mattie during fifth period. The
class they had together was right before lunch. She stared at her
face, at the well-chiseled body that she had, the eyes that
seemed to carelessly pierce her every time they connected. The
previous night she'd filled herself up on overpriced, expensive
seafood. The hand-me-down leftovers is what Sophie was going to
have to eat, right in front of her. With a thank you. And it was
soaking in her 13-year-old cunt.

Mattie was no fool though. She'd been paying half-attention to
the day's lecture, but it was a complete joke to be lecturing
about proper keyboarding etiquette. The only thing that really
mattered was when they took out their laptops and did actual
work. So during that lecture she was keenly aware that she was
being stared and glared at. She hadn't done anything more wild
last night with Cory... why would his sister be so mad today? She
knew the effect, but not the cause.

The bell rang, and a few minutes later Sophie, Cory, and Mattie
were all at the lunch table with their other snobby, high-class
friends. Sophie hated having to be here, next to these snobs. She
hated even more what she was about to do.

The stall door to the bathroom closed and Sophie's cheeks were
blushing red. She never blushed - after everything she'd had to
live through with her brother she never blushed. But this still
made her blush. She'd taken an empty lunch tray and plastic spoon
from the cafeteria which she held in her hand as she sat down on
the toilet.

She started pulling her panties down to her ankles and grimaced
as she watched the thin fabric actually cling to her vaginal
opening as if it was glued there - the dried mess of cunt juice
and seafood was making a thick goo ooze out of her hole slightly
and hold the fabric in.

She pulled down further and it finally snapped away with several
strands of sexual secretion actually making a line of slime from
the panties to her fuck-sleeve.

Her legs opened, and she lifted herself up until she was
squatting, then lowered the toilet cover and put the tray over
it. She remained squatting as she took the dildo out of her body
and put it on the tray, then held her pussy lips open with one
hand. The other one started scooping out chunks of meal from her
vagina with the long plastic spoon.

Again and again, a chunk of food fell out from between her legs
and landed with a wet plop into the growing pile. She was
shoveling out soggy pieces of bread roll as well. Even that had
gone inside her. It was amazingly squashed up - it looked
*nothing* like it did coming home from the restaurant. It looked
like it had been put into a ziplock baggie and then squeezed and
mashed and slept on. Essentially it had been - her vagina was
officially a slobbering food baggie now.

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"Oh, I was wondering where you went." Mattie said to Sophie as
she came back, sitting between her and her brother. Under the
table she felt her brother slide his hand up her skirt and turn
the vibrator on - to full power. Sophie's blushing face hardened
and quivered slightly now. She looked like she might pass out.

"You okay sis?" Cory said, slapping her on the back and laughing.
This was cruel. This was inhuman. She couldn't do this. "...I'm
fine. Just tired. Didn't sleep much last night."

"Ewwwww... gross..... ... wow what IS that?" Mattie said, after
finally looking at the meal that was prepared on Sophie's lunch
tray. It looked like Mattie had vomited the meal she'd eaten last
night and put it on the tray. It was a soggy, mixed up mash of
sticky cuisine with slime literally coating it. It was
astonishingly sick. Not even a dog would think it looked good.

Sophie was still blushing profusely. Her cheeks looked like the
red-hot fuse to a firecracker that was ready to burst. She tried
to calm herself with a forced laugh, but it only came out as a
weird cough. "Ahem - I, yeah it looks weird but it's just.. I,
your boyfriend. Ack - I mean my brother came home and said you
forgot to take your food with you and it just looked too good to
waste."

"I hope you don't mind. I added some more... sauce and stirred it
up a bit - I like it better that way."

Another attempt at a weak laugh actually succeeded in escaping
Sophie's mouth as she finished the explanation. The rest of the
table exchanged a cross of glances and quiet comments. None of
them would eat whatever was on Sophie's plate even if they were
starving. The stench of it was sickly and wrong, but of course
none of them could imagine why that was.

Mattie thought this was some kind of dare that her boyfriend had
forced his sister into, so she was watching with a flick of
amusement as she took the first bite. Before she put the spoon in
her mouth she paused, a look of heightened embarassment crossed
her face and she turned to face her. "Thank you." she said, then
took in her first spoonful.

Mattie was amazed by just how much it thrilled her watching that
look of embarassment and shock before the forced thank you. It
send an odd tingle down her spine and right between her legs...
She had often gotten off on reducing the status of her stuck-up
friends, but now she was getting off on this innocent quiet girl.
She wasn't sure if she liked it or not - but her pussy was sure
that it liked it.

Mattie chatted with the friend on the other side of the table,
feigning to give a shit about the bowling competition her mom was
dragging her into blah blah blah. Her focus was entirely turned
around and secretly watching Sophie.

The first bite that had entered her mouth had made her entire
face scrunch into a wrinkled ball of disgust. It was as if she'd
just put a thousand sour candies in her mouth at once. Whatever
on earth was in that food, it was not a good thing...

Sophie forced herself to chew, counting to herself and then
forcing herself to swallow. She actually started to vomit when
the bite was halfway down her throat - it bubbled back up into
her mouth and her head shook under the strain as she made her
throat muscles stop and slowly reverse.

The ball of regurgitated cunt food spread out over her tongue,
hit her taste buds again, but then went right back down... she
wanted to take a drink of *anything* to wash it down and then
realized with horror that she'd never gotten one.

Mattie continued watching with interest. Her eyes looked like
that of a cat that's playing with a mouse. A dominating,
predatory thrill was filling her as she revelled in the fact that
this girl was being forced to eat her leftovers with some
terrible stuff in it, right in front of her. Some of the pieces
of the earlier puzzle were coming together.

The second bite came up to Sophie's mouth as she realized the
only thing she had to wash down the previous bite with was
another one. It went in faster than the last, and she began to
chew it as if it was her favorite meal. She wanted the girls
across the table to stop glancing at her like that. She atleast
needed them to buy her story. She couldn't even think about what
would happen if they knew what she was eating.

Every piece of popcorn shrimp that she bit into actually released
a small amount of acrid crotch juice. It actually oozed out of
the breading and had even soaked right into the fried meat - it
invaded every aspect of the meal's taste. It overpowered any
other sensation. She would never again be able to look at herself
in the mirror without looking at her vagina and remembering how
it made meals taste.

Half of the meal was in her stomach, and she swore she could feel
every bite piled on top of each other just as clearly as she'd
seen them on her plate. The impulse to throw up was menacing and
unwavering. Eating the soggy bread roll had been like eating a
gelatinous sludge. The fluid released by her vagina last night
had soaked it to the point that it had the consistency of
pudding.

She wondered if her brother would force her to do this again...
if she'd have something else to look "foward" to when he and
Mattie went on dates. The thought made her want to die.

Mattie had bent down to get her cell phone out of her backpack
when she managed to hear the slightest buzzing sound. She had
been honing her senses in on Sophie, and the sound would have
escaped her if she hadn't been trying to hard to pay attention.
Curious.

Mattie pretended to drop a pencil on the ground, watching as it
rolled to the other side of the chair and under Sophie's. She
scooted her chair back and leaned down to grab it, listening
closely. She couldn't believe herself. The buzzing got louder,
the buzzing was faint but it got louder - right next to the
girl's thighs!

If that revelation was a nail in the coffin, then the next
revelation was the hammer that drove it in. Being that close to
Sophie, Mattie caught a whiff of the same revolting scent that
was on her plate, except it was coming from down below...

There was nothing under Sophie's chair, and she'd left her
backpack in her locker. There may have been alternative
explanations for why the scent of the slimy lunch would also be
coming from the girl's bottom, but only one came to Mattie's mind
- the correct one.

"The poor girl..." Mattie thought to herself as she swallowed
hard in order to stop herself from making a noise while she had a
small orgasm. The thought of what her brother had made her do -
with her own discarded leftovers - was beyond sick. It was
something that made all the earlier hatred that day make sense.
And Mattie had just cummed thinking about it.

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The next day at school was hell. Particularly fifth period.
Sophie walked into class and tried to get into her seat quickly
as she'd done all day. Her brother had fucked her twice the last
night after how hot he'd gotten watching her eat that fuck-meal.
The cum was slowly oozing out and around her panties.

A very thin, milky-white trail of cum leaked halfway to her right
knee and was mostly dried by now, but Sophie was paranoid that
someone else might notice it. And she was right to be paranoid -
Mattie was watching her with renewed interest today.

Ironically, her paranoid behavior set off a red flag for Mattie,
making her pick apart all her actions to see what was making her
tick today. Was it a huge game of truth or dare? Was it a lost
bet? Was he blackmailing his sister?

They both looked each other up and down, as if to size each other
up for a bar-fight. The reality was far worse. They were seeing
each other as predator and prey, and they both knew which was
which...

Sophie wasn't sure how much Mattie knew, but they were glancing
at each other far too often to either of them to be comfortable.
Mattie wanted to know more, and Sophie wanted to stop that from
happening.

They'd all taken out their laptops to begin their typing
assignment. There wasn't much in the way of a lecture today, just
endless word-repetition. After about 20 minutes, Sophie was
busying herself and only ocassionally thinking about her new
nemesis. She looked up and stopped typing.

Mattie had deliberately opened her legs up at *just* the right
angle to let her see right up them. "Bitch!" Sophie thought to
herself, panicking under the realization that she was being toyed
with. Mattie must know a lot if she was doing something this
bold. Fuck.

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"Open up, bitch!" Cory yelled at his sister, shaking her out of
her sleep as he waited impatiently for her to open her mouth. She
opened her mouth obediently, expecting his penis to shove itself
in. Instead, she felt the deja-vu sensation of a pair of panties
being shoved in. But only the crotch of it went in this time.
"Suck." he said, and she confusingly began to suck on her own
panties, disgusted but too fargone to resist. Then she stopped.

The taste, as much as she hated to even admit to knowing it, was
not her own. This could only be - "Mattie tastes good doesn't
she?" he asked, making her blood run cold in her veins. She was
sucking the slime out of his fucking bitch girlfriend's panties!

"God damn...." her blood pressure went up several notches, but he
clasped his hand around her chin, holding it closed and waiting
for her to continue sucking. When she didn't, he elaborated:

"She fucking GAVE those to me last night. God, so fucking hot.
She tried to get down and suck my cock. God, she's so smart and
yet she's such a slut. Isn't that fucking wild. After eating that
mess from your pussy the other night I just knew you'd love
this..."

She had no choice but to resume sucking the crotch of her most
hated enemy clean. It was filthy, it was as if she'd masturbated
several times *before* going on the date with him. Mattie must be
such a fucking pig... and the bitch gave him her panties. Fucking
BITCH!

Sophie got to feel an unloving, abusive load of semen fire itself
like a ball of snot into the back of her cunt as he watched her
suck the panties with hot hatred.

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Another day in class, another day in hell. It was the same thing
as yesterday with more typing to do. And like a repeating record,
Sophie found herself unable to keep herself from glancing up at
the bitch across from her, if only for a split second. And once
again, she stopped.

Mattie was sitting with her legs angled open for Sophie to see
down, but this time she wasn't wearing any panties. And when she
saw Sophie staring in shock, she made a "who knows?" motion with
her eyes and hands before pointing at her crotch - proving that
she knew *exactly* where they had gone. She knew.

The bitch had orchestrated everything. She gave him her panties
because she knew that her brother would degrade her with them. It
was a full minute before Sophie realized she was still staring in
hatred at Mattie.

Mattie was smirking back at her like only the cruelest of
socialite cunts can. She might have been different enough to see
her fake friends for the bitchy snobs they are, but it certainly
didn't make her any less of one. In fact, it made her a fucking
master at it.

During lunch her brother informed her that Mattie "liked" her and
insisted that she stop feeling lonely - and sit next to her at
their table instead of sitting with her usual friends. Her gothy,
emo friends couldn't comprehend what was happening when she had
to abandon them for the bitch. She had no choice but to seem as
if she was becoming a snob herself when nothing could be further
from the truth.

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Every day got a little bit more rough on Sophie. Cory would come
home from a date - frequently frustrated, frequently more and
more angry at how well she'd said she loved him, led him on and
then spouted some excuse or some moral reason why she couldn't
*actually* go all the way.

Mattie knew she had him around her finger, she knew he'd break
his parents' wishes to be a good ol' boy and he'd fuck her if she
whispered the right sequence of words into his ear. And she also
knew that he was actually, literally abusing his sister with his
sexual frustration every night...

She'd figured it out after being with him so many nights and then
watching his sister every morning. And it had been like
discovering a gold mine of orgasms.

Every time they were together, Mattie would say something a
little more dirty, or "fantasize" about something even more raw
happening to "her". She'd massage his cock, even lick it.
Eventually she even sucked it a little - but she *always* made
sure he went home unhappy and sexually famined.

With the changing of the season, it was like the changing of
Sophie's life. Night-time sex went from her being a heartbreaking
obligation as a fuck-tunnel to a more and more shockingly brutal
experience.

Some days he would kick open the door and rip her panties
straight off of her, shoving them into her mouth along with
Matties and making her suck both clean. He'd pull out her dildo,
shove it up her ass and then fuck her so hard that the bed would
be shaking and wake their parents up.

He was starting to make her actually *wear* Mattie's panties the
next day after cleaning them. He was starting to rip off her
panties so that she'd have to throw them away... and start
including Mattie's panties as the replacement. After a few
months, ALL of her panties were hand-me-downs from his girlfriend
that she'd personally sucked clean. She had none of her own.

Mattie started being "generous" and offering to give her
leftovers to Sophie after dates more and more often. Particularly
on Friday nights... so that the meal had to absorb her cunt juice
for three nights straight.

Mattie kept turning the heat up higher and higher. She couldn't
even have a real orgasm unless she was thinking about Sophie's
face in class or during lunch the next day - just knowing what
she'd been forced to do, forced to endure.

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Sophie had been forced to start masturbating to pictures of
Mattie before and after sex with her brother. He said it was her
punishment for being beneath her - for being second-rate.

Long ago she'd had Mattie's face taped to her face while her
brother raped her. Now, it was even worse. He'd taken a naked
picture she'd given him and printed out a zoomed in photo of her
open cunt. He'd cut a hole right at the entrance to the photo's
fuck-hole... and taped it to Sophie's face.

Her mouth was fucked as her cunt and nothing more. Her parents
once again had to handcuff her hands and legs to the bedposts to
stop her body from involuntarily convulsing out of how brutally
and fervently he fucked the entire length of her throat without
mercy, without regard for how she felt. Every time he cummed down
her throat she cried a little. Her face was just a cunt. It
smelled, tasted, felt and even looked like one now.

He started keeping her tears in little glass vials taken from
biology class. She was apalled that he would actually get off on
her crying, and then KEEP the tears like a trophy - like
something he should be proud about. Mattie had turned him into a
god damn monster...

And then one night he came in and rather than slab lube on her
fuck-hole before pounding it, he emptied a vial of her own
rape-tears into her slut-hole. He used it as lube in order to
fuck her. Her own tears were keeping her vagina slippery for him
to rape her.

Normally he didn't let her clean herself out, but that night he
made an exception - she was forced to put her hand between her
legs after he ejaculated and then scoop out handfulls of his cum
and her own tears, and drink them.

Over, and over, and over, she drank scoops of the fluid from her
own crotch until it was all gone. Her mom reminded her to say
"thank you" to her brother for the special treatment. He saved
all of her tears that night too, so that he could start all over.

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Summer break was finally in sight. It was finally almost here and
Sophie wouldn't have to spend another day, not another hour with
Mattie. Every day was somehow more excruciating than the night's
events.

Mattie would her hug, squeeze her and inject her veins with
innuendo after innuendo - letting her know that *she* knew but
not admitting anything outright. "You liked eating those
breadsticks from last Friday? Funny how you always keep it over
the weekend. Your "mouth" must have really been watering for
them..."

The comments never slowed down, they only picked up speed.
Mattie's mouth never uttered more wicked, more secretly
backstabbing comments than when she was talking to Sophie. "Oh, I
caught a glimpse of your undies. I have the same ones! Oh - I
used to. I think someone stole them at the laundromat or
something. What a fucking pervert that must be. Don't you agree?"
and she'd bear down on her until she actually agreed, actually
said yes.

And yet, summer break was finally here. The last day of school
had come and gone, and there was no great surprise confession
from Mattie - no dreaded confrontation or life-changing event.
Sophie, for a bleakly lit moment in time, thought maybe the worst
was over and that maybe her brother would get over her and date
someone else. ANYONE else.

She thought it over. Mattie would never admit knowing. She wanted
to keep quietly, secretly playing her game. If she admitted
anything it also admit that her boyfriend was being played by
her. He'd know he was just being used the same was he was using
his sister.

Then a series of gears clicked together in Sophie's mind. IF that
happened, then all the tables would be turned and he could
threaten to show her friends AND family all the obscene text
messages, all the dirty naked pictures, the saved webcam videos,
all the foul notes... she could be blackmailed BACK.

Would his brother even listen to her, a useless cunt?

He had nearly being driven mad wanting to get at her vagina all
school year - the great irony is that by now, he loved her but he
hated her almost as much as Sophie hated her. Nobody likes being
teased that hard for that long, and Sophie wasn't an adequate
cum-dump compared to actually fucking the evil bitch.

Oh yes... not only would he hear her out but his cock would be
jumping at the chance to blackmail Mattie.

And then that bitch would finally be the one getting hatefucked.
And then Sophia would finally have the power - and then she'd
finally be the real girl and Mattie would be the fuckdoll.

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To be continued? 
