byGiantNutWrites©
Note: All characters in this story are fictional and are above 18 years old.
FLASH!
'Weird' was the word that ca to my head when I saw Angelica's Nissan pull up on our driveway.
Had she and Dylan made out or sothing? I hope not.
Just a week ago, they were shouting abuses at each other. I was certain the whole neighbourhood could hear Dylan screaming into his phone.
Why hadn't they broken up? Yeah, Dylan was my brother and all, but I was definitely on Angelica's side. Cheating was NOT cool. One of Angelica's friend caught Dylan entering a prostitution establishnt with his friends — again.
And Dylan was the luckiest man in the world. He wasn't ugly by any standard, but he also wasn't on Angelica's level. Tanned, fit, good looking, it was no wonder why she was incredibly popular in school. How the hell did he manage to snag her up? I could only guess.
I went downstairs half-hoping to witness a full-blown fight. You know, one with chairs sailing, insults flying, rough shoving — those kinds of stuff. Call crazy, but I love drama. I only saw it in movies, so witnessing one in real life would be kind of cool.
Maybe she would even throw that damned cara of his. That would definitely teach my brother a lesson. Dylan was kind of a nerd. By age thirteen, he had already won nurous awards for his inventions, the most noticeable one being a robotic arm that could shake hands. It was pretty cool, but still — nerdy.
His latest project was so kind of cara that had x-ray capabilities — or so he claid. He had worked on that non-stop for a year and a half now and he would often excitedly ramble to about how this new invention would change his life. He finally stopped talking to about it when I threatened to throw that stupid cara away if I heard the word 'cara' uttered from his lips again.
Seriously. He should learn social cues to realise if soone does not give a fuck about what he was saying.
What I saw downstairs was NOT what I was expecting. Angelica was on her back, all sweaty and her hair a ss, and Dylan was on top of her. My brother was dry humping his girlfriend, with his lips wrapped around her's and his hands squeezing her breasts through her top.
"Hey!" I called out to them, cringing in disgust. "Stop that."
Dylan rolled off her and gave a face. Angelica giggled and got up to her feet with the help of my brother. She was wearing her school uniform which was weird because it was a Sunday.
I directed my attention to Angelica and shook my head. "You're making a mistake."
"Huh?" She frowned at . "What do you an?"
"You already caught him cheating twice. What makes you think he won't d-"
"Woah!" My brother cut off. He made another face at . "Shut up."
"Cheating?" Angelica turned to him. "M, what is she talking about?"
"Nothing." Dylan smiled at her and gestured towards like I was so crazy person. "You know my sister. Always the drama queen." He tugged her arm, still staring at angrily. "Co, let's finish this in my bedroom."
Angelica nodded, but before they went inside, she looked at pointedly. "You should really stop spreading rumours, Phoebe. It will bite you back soday."
Then she slamd the door.
Rumours? What was she talking about? Did she hit her head so hard that she literally forgot about Dylan fucking a prostitute?
The fuck?
***
Over the next few days, it got even weirder.
Angelica stopped attending classes. She didn't even return back ho. Instead, she would stay in Dylan's room all day.
It didn't help that she doesn't bother covering herself when she DOES co out of there, so I would see her half-naked with white stains on her lips and looking half-dead.
That night, we were all seated around the dinner table. Well, not really. Angelica was insistent on sitting on Dylan's lap, and at that point, I didn't care anymore. I had cooked so pasta, and to make things less awkward, I tried to start up a conversation.
"So," I pointed my fork at my brother's girlfriend, who was nonchalantly grinding her ass on my brother. "How long are you planning to stay here?"
"How long?" She paused for a while. "What do you an?"
"Shut up, sis," my brother suddenly cut in, looking at . "She's staying here for a while. Do you have a problem with that?"
I scowled at him. Mom and Dad were paying the rent, so I didn't have control over anything.
I looked back at Angelica. "How about your parents? Are they okay with this?"
"Parents," she frowned. "I don't have parents."
I shook my head and glanced at my brother. They must be playing so kind of joke. "Mom and Dad might not like this."
He furrowed his eyebrows. "Don't say anything to them."
"Why?" I challenged. "She is parading around the house half-naked and I can literally hear moaning from upstairs. It's getting annoying."
"You won't tell Mom and Dad."
"If it continued like this, I will definitely tell."
He sighed, then looked at Angelica. "Fetch the cara."
I looked on, confused, as Angelica obediently got up and disappeared into my brother's room.
"I'm sorry."
I frowned at him. "Sorry? What are you talking about?"
He ignored and waited until his girlfriend ca back with the cara. It was the first ti I saw it since six months ago when I saw him working on it in the living room. It looked like those kinds of olden days instant cara, but larger. Way larger.
"I really don't want to do this," Dylan said, as he took the cara and aid it towards . "I initially wanted to flash you so that you will treat all of this as normal but..." He looked at , a grin slowly tugging on his lips. Did he just glance at my breasts?! "Nevermind. You won't rember this conversation anyway. In fact, you won't even rember your na."
"Dylan," I said, slowly getting up from my seat. "What are you-"
FLASH!
***
I woke up with a headache.
Fuck. It was a massive headache, and it hurt like a bitch.
I jolted upright only to be greeted by blurriness. Sohow my eyes stung too. Confused, I shook my head and rubbed my eyes.
Odd. I was in the living room. Why wasn't I in my room? Did I sleep here last night? I don't rember.
It was then I realised that there were two figures sitting on the couch opposite . Master and gan!
Wait. What ti is it? Did I overslept?!
Master would be fuming to know that I overslept on the couch.
In a panic, I rolled out of the couch and crawled my way over to Master, then planted kisses on his feet.
"I'm sorry," I said in between kisses, praying he wouldn't punish . "I must have overslept."
"It's okay," He said. Surprisingly there was no anger in his tone. A pause, then, "Can I ask you sothing?"
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at him. My legs were full of pins and needles, but I forced a bright smile nevertheless. "Yes?"
"What is your na?"
"My na?" What is this? Why would Master ask for my na?
"Yes, what is your na?" Master repeated, looking worried.
"Kate," I said, frowning. "You nad Kate after you purchased ."
"Yes," He sighed, looking relieved. "Yes, okay, okay. Yes, you're right." He patted my head and I couldn't help but shiver. "And who am I?"
I looked at him again, my brows furrowing. "Who are you?"
"Yes, who am I?"
"You're my Master." I replied ekly. Was this so kind of test?
Master nodded. "Good, good." Then he looked at gan who smiled at him.
"I'm sorry I overslept, Master," I repeated. "It won't happen again."
"It's okay," He replied, now stroking my cheeks. "You can go do your chores now."
And like an obedient little servant, I obeyed.
***
The house was unusually ssy and I must have REALLY overslept because it was already night ti. With a sigh, I got to work.
The majority of the day consisted of cleaning, scrubbing, and washing every nook and cranny in the house. There was a lot of weird stuff lying around. Like pictures of and Master together. I didn't rember any of them. My room was so out of place too, with so much junk I had never rembered purchasing.
When I was finally done, I went back to the living room to report back to Master.
Master and gan were in the midst of sex when I entered. Rough one too, with my sister slave on the floor on all fours and Master mounting her from behind. He slamd his cock over and over, making her tits sway and bounce with each heavy thrusts.
I watched as Master ca with a shout. gan ca soon after, screaming at the top of her lungs. It was all over and Master collapse on top of her.
"Master," I called out, not sure what to do. gan was always his sex partner but Master never was interested in . "I'm done."
He jolted out when he heard my voice, his eyes wide. But after he saw standing there with my eyes down and hands clasped in front of like I always did, he seed to relax.
"Okay," he said. "You're dismissed."
As I made my way back to my room, Master stop .
"Wait."
I turned around and Master stared at for a while. I could see he was conflicted by the way he furrowed his brow and chewed on his finger.
Finally, he pushed off gan with a grunt and my eyes went wide at the size of his cock, still wet and extrely hard.
"Co and wash ," Master ordered, still eyeing , his gaze lingering at my breasts.
"Co," Master urged when I stood there like an idiot. He walked up to , took my hand then lead into his room, locking the door behind him.
"You want to wash you?" I asked, surprised at the turn of events. gan had always washed him. Always.
"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" He was chewing his lips and sounded a little nervous.
I shook my head and he nodded in relief.
"Take off your clothes," he whispered to .
Before I could obey, Master did it himself. Slowly, he unbuttoned my blouse, then slid it off my arms. I could hear him breathing harder as my blouse hit the floor.
"Holy shit," Master growled softly, almost to himself. "Wow."
I stood still, my nerves growing by second as Master gingerly reached out to cup my breasts. He inhaled sharply when his fingers grazed my left breast, his eyes wide at my hardening nipples.
Suddenly Master jerked back as if stung. I looked on, confused, as he paced around the room, muttering to himself.
So it wasn't only . Master was nervous too.
Master ca back to and held by the hips. "Tell you want this too."
"I want it," I told him genuinely. But my voice cracked and I could see that it affected him.
"I an, look at you," Master said, ignoring my confused expression. "Perfect tits, perfect lips, perfect fucking body, slling like a Goddess." He looked at again. "Tell you want it, Phoebe. Say it like you really an it."
"Who's Phoebe?" I whispered, wondering if he mixed my na up with another woman's. It bothered a little but I tried to hide it.
"Kate," he corrected himself, staring hard at . "Kate. Kate, Tell you want it."
"I want it."
"Okay. Okay."
My shorts were removed, then my underwear. Soon, I was bare in front of him.
"You have no problems with this right?" he asked again, looking at like his first ti seeing while his hands felt my body up.
"My body is yours, Master. Honestly, I'm glad you suddenly took an interest in . I an-"
I was cut off when Master backed up until my back slamd the wall. I was getting wetter by the second.
"Okay, okay. Just relax, okay?" Master said. He was having trouble speaking because his breaths were heavy and loud.
"Master," I said. "I may not be as good as gan."
"What? Why?"
"I had never done this before."
Master suddenly backed off and laughed. It was a harsh kind of laugh, almost forceful.
"Right, right," he said. "You're a virgin now."
Before I could ask what he ant by that, he was on again.
"Don't worry," Master reassured . "I'll teach you, okay?"
Holy shit, I was so turned on.
"Okay," I whispered.
"God," Master said, his hand sliding to my right thigh. "You sll so fucking good."
Then he kissed . I kissed him back. I didn't know what it was, but my body flared to life like it automatically knew what to do even though this was my first kiss. My tongue sparred with his and I arched my back to press against him even more, eager to feel his bare skin, crushing my breasts against his chest and grazing his erect cock against my sex.
"God, this is so wrong." I heard Master say as he enthusiastic humped . "So fucking wrong."
Master broke the kiss. I could see pure lust in his eyes as he lifted my right leg up, then held it, exposing my pink flesh. I slid myself against the wall lower to maintain my balance.
"Relax," he told , as I tensed up. When I forced myself to loosen up, he gave a sweet peck. "Are you ready, Phob-" he stopped himself then forced a smile. "Are you ready to lose your virginity, Kate?"
"Yes," I replied. And I was telling the truth. I had dedicated my whole life to serving Master. I was trained since birth to one day serve a man. My body belonged to him, so if he wanted to use , it only made sense to offer everything I had to him.
"This is so wrong," he whispered again, not eting my eyes. Then with a sharp exhale, he thrust forward, his thick cock burying into .
"Master!" I gasped as he drove his cock all the way to the tilt. I moaned at the welcoming impact, then shifted my hips (which was hard to do with one leg) to accommodate his size.
I couldn't say more because Master reclaid my lips once more, this ti more forceful. He was almost animalistic as he withdrew his cock backwards, just halfway, then slamd it back into , over and over and over. I t every hard thrust with my own, groaning and moaning, both at the pain and the overwhelming pleasure.
"You feel so good, Kate," Master growled, staring hard at while he slamd against his bedroom wall. "Oh, Jesus."
"You have no idea how many people lust after you." Master sped up his thrust, causing to whimper and writhe in pleasure. "You're so fucking gorgeous," Master continued, slamming his cock in and out of my pussy without rcy. "A Goddess. I used to lust after you. But then... fuck, fuck-"
Master ca first. He cursed and moaned as he exploded inside . Seconds later, I ca too. I tossed my head back and curled my toes inwards as I felt every muscle in tensed then release all at once.
Was this how sex feels like? Weird, it felt like I had done this before.
I squeezed my inner walls against his cock as Master filled up. Master seed to like that a lot because the room lit up with his delightful groans. They were like music to my ears.
He was still going, shuddering and spurting ropes of cum into . I took it all, riding out the last remnants of my orgasm, both moaning and groaning with him.
Master released my leg, then went back to kissing , one hand going around to my ass while the other ca to my neck, choking . Master was gentle with my neck, but ferocious with my ass, squeezing my cheeks in several different places. I gave him what he wanted — and more.
"All mine," Master breathed as I sparred lightly with his tongue. I didn't even need to think. My body reacted to his. I took his still erect cock in my hands and began pumping.
"Fuck the taboo," Master said, pulling back a bit and biting my lower lips. I moaned. "You're fucking hot and pussy is still a pussy. That's all that matters. Fuck what society thinks."
I preened under his praise and Master released , smiling as he realised cum was leaking from my pussy and trailing down my legs.
"Did I do good?" I asked him, wobbling. I felt weak on my knees and very sore at my pussy, but Master was kind enough to support with his arm.
"Very," he replied. I moaned as Master took control again. His lips ca forward to one of my nipples, then he started sucking on it.
"This is going to be a daily thing, Kate," Master said, now trailing kisses up my neck. He touched a sensitive spot and I arched my back, moaning in ecstasy.
"Starting from now, you are going to clean the house naked. gan will help you. Then, after your chores, you are to co to my room. I am going to fuck both of you every single night, Kate. Every. Single Night. Understand?"
"Yes," I gasped, as he went back to my nipples.
The next thing I knew, I was on all fours — just like gan had been monts ago.
I inhaled sharply as I felt Master entered my pussy for the second ti. Soon we were in rhythm - Master thrusting in and out, while I t each thrust with my hips.
After Master orgasd inside again. I cleaned him up with my tongue (Master's orders). Then we showered. Master ordered to give him head in the bathtub (I was surprisingly VERY good at blowjobs!), then we slept together. gan slept outside since Master wanted so alone ti with .
"You're going to start a new life with , Kate," Master was saying, pressing his cock against the crack of my ass. "You're going to be very very happy as my sex slave. Soon you will have more sisters, but I suspect that you will be my favorite."
I tried to reply but couldn't — not with Master's fingers rapidly thrusting in and out of my pussy.
"Very happy," he repeated softly, as his thumb went over to my clit, circling it.
I couldn't take it anymore. I ca with a scream. We made out so more, then I took Master's cock in my mouth and pleasured him until he ca— again and again, until he was too exhausted to orgasm any more. Master slept with a satisfied grin on his face.
He was right. I was going to be happy.
I licked around my lips, lapping up more of Master's cum, then snuggled beside him.
Very very happy.
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