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Susan and Anthony were twins. Their father had died when they were small, and their mother had met and married Colin soon after.

Three years ago when the two were fifteen, their mother had also died.

Colin had become their guardian. To the outside world Colin was a good bloke. He was salt of the earth, and a good dad to the two kids, but the outside world didn’t know what went on behind closed doors. He was never violent, but he ruled Susan and Anthony with a relentless rod of iron. They never went without, always had nice clothes, but he was a sadistic, mind controlling tyrant.

Susan, now eighteen was engaged. Her fiance Carl was twenty years older than her. She didn’t love him, but he protected her, and she knew that he loved her. To Carl, Colin was kind, and always ready to help Susan and Anthony. Sometimes Susan spoke to Carl of the difficulties at home, but she knew that he didn’t really believe her. He treated her like a china doll, that didn’t really know much about life. “You’ve been too cosseted Susan,” he would say. “If Colin needs to discipline you, then I am sure he does it fairly and justly. You are still a child, and need to be shown the right ways of life.”

Anthony was a quiet boy. He was so scared of Colin, and his vicious tongue, and had become very introverted and withdrawn. Susan worried about him greatly, and she knew that without her he would not cope.

Colin had become very fat lately, and did not wash as often as he should. However he always made sure that the house was kept spotless by the two youngsters, in case any visitors came. He always had to present this perfect family image to the outside world. If a magazine was out of place, or a cup left on the table, there was hell to pay. Usually poor Anthony took the brunt of it more than Susan did.

Susan had noticed Colin leering at her lately. She knew that she was quite a pretty girl, if a little thin. She could not wait to get married, and leave, although she did worry about how Anthony would fare on his own. Carl of course could not see that Anthony was in danger of being damaged for life. “You are too fanciful Susan,” he would say. “You have too vivid an imagination. Colin would not harm, or let any harm come to the boy.”

So life continued, with Susan and Anthony afraid almost to breathe in their own home.

One afternoon Susan came in from college. She walked into the lounge, and to her utter shock and horror, there was Anthony naked, and tied to a hard backed chair. “Oh my God, who’s done this?” she screamed, and began pulling at the ropes that bound him.

Colin came in behind her, and said “Leave him alone, he’s being punished.”

“You don’t punish someone like this,” she shouted. “What’s he done?”

“He didn’t wash up the breakfast things before he went out,” Colin said, as though this was a justifiable reason.

Anthony was crying profusely, and Susan was continuing to pull at the ropes. “Get them off him Colin, how could you do this?” Susan was crying herself now.

“I will untie him, and we will discuss this like reasonable adults,” Colin muttered.

He untied the ropes, and Susan cuddled her brother, trying to cover his nakedness. “Do not cover his shame Susan, that’s his punishment.”

Susan was angry, and shouted at Colin, “That’s not punishment, that’s just degradation, he’s done nothing to deserve that.”

Anthony’s body was covered in red marks where the ropes had been too tight. Susan went to get a blanket to cover him, but Colin stopped her. “You sit right there Susan, and listen to me. This shit about you two disobeying me all the time, has gone on long enough, and I’ll not put up with it any longer. Do you hear?”

Anthony was blubbering, and could not answer. Susan said, “We always do as we’re told.”

“No Susan you don’t,” he replied. “I was made your legal guardian, to be respected, and obeyed. Do you agree?”

They both nodded. “Now we’ll see if you obey,” he went on. “Susan get undressed.”

This had happened before. Susan knew that he liked to look at her, and perve. She did as she was told, and took off all her clothing. She stood defiantly looking at him. He sort of groaned, and drool was running from his mouth. He began unbuttoning his shirt, and his big greasy pot belly was now on display. He took off his trousers, and his filthy underpants, and threw them on the floor. Susan still stared arrogantly, but really she had closed her mind to what she was seeing.

Anthony was looking at the floor. “Look at me boy,” Colin demanded.

He bent over, and opened up his arse hole. “Do you want to stick your cock in there boy?”

Anthony shook his head. His whole body was shaking. “No boy, you don’t fancy that eh? Well bend over, and let me stick it in your tight little hole.”

“Oh no please don’t,” Anthony begged, with the tears running down his face.

“You mean to say you don’t fancy that?” Colin drooled. “Now I would have thought a nancy boy like you would have ankara escort jumped at the chance,” he laughed. “Oh well we’ll have to think of something else, won’t we? I know, go and stand next to your sister, and we’ll take a nice family portrait.”

He pulled open the drawer in the dresser, and took out the video camera that he had brought last Christmas for all those false loving family films that he was so fond of showing everyone. “That’s it boy, now put your arm around your sister, and put your hand on her tit.”

Anthony blushed, and sobbed not to have to do this, but Susan said, “Go ahead Anthony, it’s better than the alternative.”

He put his hand on her breast. “That’s it boy,” the monster said. “Good boy, now pull at the nipple. Look she’s enjoying it.”

Anthony’s head was lowered, and Susan could feel his shame at having to do this to his sister

The old letch went on, “Now stick your fingers in her cunt. Go on Susan, open your legs up, help your brother.”

Susan did as she was told, and guided Anthony’s hand inside her pussy.

“Ooh yes, he’s getting the hang of it now. Go on boy push your fingers in and out. It’s nice and wet. I can hear her squelching from here.”

Susan glanced at her brother, and saw that his cock was erect. His eyes were still looking downward, and she could see that he was ashamed at getting turned on by touching his sister.

She whispered to him, “It’s okay, don’t worry, and I love you.”

Colin boomed, “That’s it girl, you tell him how much you want it, but something’s not right is it?

You are obviously not comfortable, and so maybe you’d be better off in the bedroom.”

He ushered the two of them up the stairs, and into Susan’s bedroom. “Right now let’s imagine that I’m the director, and you two are the stars. Susan, now lie down on the bed on your back with your legs wide apart. That’s it, good, now finger your pussy, your beautiful lush love hole. Make it drip with longing, and make that clit nice and hard. Now Anthony get on your knees and push your tongue inside your sister’s hole.”

Anthony’s eyes pleaded with Colin to let him off doing this. “Go on, what are you hanging about for? I’m getting very stressed with waiting, and my cock is still ready for your virgin bum hole.”

Anthony got on his knees, and put his mouth to Susan’s cunt. “Oh for fuck’s sake Susan, show him what to do.”

Susan dutifully opened up her plump pouting pussy lips, and Anthony’s tongue slid softly in. Her cunt was young and fresh, and juicy, just oozing with expectancy. Anthony thought it tasted delicious. It smelt sweet and musky, and was like lapping at soft ice cream. The hole was deep and inviting, and Susan’s hips were edging him on, pushing him further in. His face was right up against her cunt. He could feel the downy softness and dampness of her pubic mound. His tongue was inside her as far as it would go. His cock, and his balls were full and hard, and ready to erupt.

Colin watched and wanked at his own dick, whilst still managing to film the whole proceedings. Suddenly he boomed, “That’s enough gobbling her out, leave enough lubrication to get your cock in.”

“Oh no Colin,” Anthony pleaded. “Please don’t make me.”

Susan whispered to him again, “Just do it baby, it’s okay.”

Anthony positioned his cock so that it was just parting the lovely softness of his sister’s pussy lips. Susan slowly pulled him inside her. Much to her surprise it felt good. She loved her brother very much. They were so close due to mutual hatred of Colin, and the comfort they had always given each other. It felt so right. Fucking Anthony was natural, and Susan was enjoying it. She felt Anthony relax a little, and his cock slipped in and out of her now dripping, pulsating cunt. His hands groped at her tits and his lips suckled at her nipples like a baby. His quick little tongue darted around, and drew each nipple to perfect erection. Susan threw her head back, and her fingernails raked at Anthony’s back. She was not a virgin. There had been many she was ashamed to realise. It had been her way of dealing with lack of love, and her loneliness.

They were becoming so engrossed in each other, that they had nearly forgotten that Colin was there. Both siblings were relishing the moment, and so was Colin. He was still filming, and standing there with his legs apart, and with that big dirty, hairy cock sticking out like a ramrod. Susan was writhing about on the bed, and begging Anthony, “Fuck me harder, Oh my God it feels so good.”

“Susan, oh Susan I’m coming,” Anthony cried out.

“Go on boy, ride her, fuck her, fill her full of spunk,” Colin screamed, now very excited.

Anthony’s whole body shook, and shuddered as he shot his load into Susan’s womb. She wrapped her long slim legs around his back so that she did not waste a single drop.

“Oh excellent.” Colin was nearly jumping up and down in his hysteria.

Anthony laid his head on Susan’s breast, and when she tried to escort ankara lift it up, he would not let her.

She said softly, “It’s okay darling, and you did not hurt me. It was done in love, and could not be wrong.”

He lifted his head, and she kissed him gently on the lips. “Oh wonderful, nice touch Susan,” Colin praised. “Right now Anthony, you did good, and you may go and get dressed.”

Anthony raised himself from the bed, and with one last loving look at his sister, he walked towards the door. Colin said, “That’s it, take your time, and when you’re dressed stay in your room, until told otherwise.”

He was still dishing out the orders, and Anthony flashed him a look of pure hatred, as he left the room.

Susan prepared to get up from the bed, but Colin said, “Not you girl, did I dismiss you?”

“Oh please Colin, Haven’t you had your fun, and aren’t you through yet?” Susan sobbed.

He laughed, pointing to his stiff cock, and asked, “Do I look as though I’m through yet?”

“Oh no Colin, not that, you can’t make me do that.”

“Can I not?” he asked sweetly. “I think that I can, because I have this lovely little biopic of you fucking your darling brother, of you enjoying being sucked out by your darling brother, and the part where he’s devouring your tits has photographed particularly well. I continued filming the sweet little kiss at the end, and I even filmed the spunk still oozing from your cunt when he removed his skinny little backside from your gorgeous body. Now how would that look to your fiance? You do remember Carl, or had you forgotten all about him? Your mutual fucking didn’t look forced to me, and the pleasure on your faces was evident for all to see. Carl would see what a tender passionate moment it was for you both, and so I think that I deserve a reward for not telling Carl. Don’t you agree girl?”

Susan knew that she had no choice. She needed to marry Carl. She needed to get away. Anthony would have to get away as well. She would plead with Carl to let him live with them. Yes she could do this. She would close her mind, and let this vile apparition of a man abuse her body.

She opened her legs and closed her eyes. Colin grunted, and moved towards her. She could smell the cigarettes, and stale whisky on his foul breath. She could feel the filthy coarseness of his gross body. His rough hands kneaded at her full ripe tits, and his thick blubbery lips slurped at her nipples. He sat astride her, and pushed his filthy cock into her mouth. It tasted sour, and smelt rank. She only just held back from retching. He plunged his prick in and out of her mouth. His balls were slapping against her chin. “Suck me girl,” he cried out. “Scrape your teeth along my dick, and open your throat wide, cos here comes cocky.”

He pushed his cock deep into her throat, and she gagged at the force of it. Quickly he plunged in and out, and then as quick as he entered, he pulled out. “No, no naughty girl, slow down, we don’t want to rush it do we?”

He was laughing at her, and this spurred her on. “Come on then you fucker, let’s see what you can do,” she screamed.

She opened her pussy lips, and he gasped as he saw the hard protruding clit, which was all rich and red and throbbing. “Come on then Colin, teach me how to fuck.”

She was trying to be in control. She was trying to deal with the situation as best she could. She pulled Colin’s head down, and his long tongue licked all around inside her cunt. It teased at her clit, and then plunged deep into her sopping wet hole. “Oh my God!” she screamed. What was the matter with her? Was she enjoying it? She must be sick, but she wanted to be seriously fucked by this beast.

His tongue was deep inside her. His fingers were gently stroking her velvet pussy lips, and keeping them apart for his tongue to probe deeper. Her back arched, and her tits were thrust out. “Fuck me raw,” she screamed. “Fuck me, pierce me with that cock, make me come.”

He withdrew his tongue from her, and sat back, waving his cock. “Do you want this? You tell me how much you want it.”

She begged, “Please fill my cunt, I’m so hot, I’m so fucking horny.”

He flipped her over, and pulled her roughly to her knees. She screamed as he rammed that big fat greasy cock into her tiny bum hole. It hurt like hell, and she cried, “Jesus, I’m splitting in two.”

“Shut up, and be filled up, you fucking bitch,” he shouted.

He fucked her arse until it bled. Her hole was on fire. Her body was racked with pain, but still he carried on, with his breathing getting faster and faster. “Prepare for it girl,” he ordered. “Turn on your back quick.”

Susan did so, and he wanked at his cock for a couple of strokes, and then his spunk exploded all over her. It was hot and sticky, and shot all over her tits and stomach, and dripped onto the bed. Susan looked at this pathetic slob of a man. She almost laughed out loud. She had drained the monster. He was just a fat filthy old letch that she could control . He was ankara escort bayan panting, and trying to get his breath back. His cock was now all deflated and crinkled. She had come through this. He might have fucked her, but she’d been fucked before. It was no big deal. Sex was now a weapon that she could use against him, to manipulate and dominate. Anthony would be safe from now on. This fiend would now do her bidding, as she ordered, in return for small rewards when SHE alone felt he deserved them.

Susan and Anthony were twins. Their father had died when they were small, and their mother had met and married Colin soon after.

Three years ago when the two were fifteen, their mother had also died.

Colin had become their guardian. To the outside world Colin was a good bloke. He was salt of the earth, and a good dad to the two kids, but the outside world didn’t know what went on behind closed doors. He was never violent, but he ruled Susan and Anthony with a relentless rod of iron. They never went without, always had nice clothes, but he was a sadistic, mind controlling tyrant.

Susan , now eighteen was engaged. Her fiance Carl was twenty years older than her. She didn’t love him, but he protected her, and she knew that he loved her. To Carl, Colin was kind, and always ready to help Susan and Anthony. Sometimes Susan spoke to Carl of the difficulties at home, but she knew that he didn’t really believe her. He treated her like a china doll, that didn’t really know much about life. “You’ve been too cosseted Susan,” he would say. “If Colin needs to discipline you, then I am sure he does it fairly and justly. You are still a child, and need to be shown the right ways of life.”

Anthony was a quiet boy. He was so scared of Colin, and his vicious tongue, and had become very introverted and withdrawn. Susan worried about him greatly, and she knew that without her he would not cope.

Colin had become very fat lately, and did not wash as often as he should. However he always made sure that the house was kept spotless by the two youngsters, in case any visitors came. He always had to present this perfect family image to the outside world. If a magazine was out of place, or a cup left on the table, there was hell to pay. Usually poor Anthony took the brunt of it more than Susan did.

Susan had noticed Colin leering at her lately. She knew that she was quite a pretty girl, if a little thin. She could not wait to get married, and leave, although she did worry about how Anthony would fare on his own. Carl of course could not see that Anthony was in danger of being damaged for life. “You are too fanciful Susan,” he would say. “You have too vivid an imagination. Colin would not harm, or let any harm come to the boy.”

So life continued, with Susan and Anthony afraid almost to breathe in their own home.

One afternoon Susan came in from college. She walked into the lounge, and to her utter shock and horror, there was Anthony naked, and tied to a hard backed chair. “Oh my God, who’s done this?” she screamed, and began pulling at the ropes that bound him.

Colin came in behind her, and said “Leave him alone, he’s being punished.”

“You don’t punish someone like this,” she shouted. “What’s he done?”

“He didn’t wash up the breakfast things before he went out,” Colin said, as though this was a justifiable reason.

Anthony was crying profusely, and Susan was continuing to pull at the ropes. “Get them off him Colin, how could you do this?” Susan was crying herself now.

“I will untie him, and we will discuss this like reasonable adults,” Colin muttered.

He untied the ropes, and Susan cuddled her brother, trying to cover his nakedness. “Do not cover his shame Susan, that’s his punishment.”

Susan was angry, and shouted at Colin, “That’s not punishment, that’s just degradation, he’s done nothing to deserve that.”

Anthony’s body was covered in red marks where the ropes had been too tight. Susan went to get a blanket to cover him, but Colin stopped her. “You sit right there Susan, and listen to me. This shit about you two disobeying me all the time, has gone on long enough, and I’ll not put up with it any longer. Do you hear?”

Anthony was blubbering, and could not answer. Susan said, “We always do as we’re told.”

“No Susan you don’t,” he replied. “I was made your legal guardian, to be respected, and obeyed. Do you agree?”

They both nodded. “Now we’ll see if you obey,” he went on. “Susan get undressed.”

This had happened before. Susan knew that he liked to look at her, and perve. She did as she was told, and took off all her clothing. She stood defiantly looking at him. He sort of groaned, and drool was running from his mouth. He began unbuttoning his shirt, and his big greasy pot belly was now on display. He took off his trousers, and his filthy underpants, and threw them on the floor. Susan still stared arrogantly, but really she had closed her mind to what she was seeing.

Anthony was looking at the floor. “Look at me boy,” Colin demanded.

He bent over, and opened up his arse hole. “Do you want to stick your cock in there boy?”

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