Chapter Tags: Nosex
Content Warnings: Plotting and Getting on the same page
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The Really Useful Crew get on the same page, and Tommy realizes this was all for naught.
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Chapter 72(nosex)
James and Tommy were brought upstairs after Drew was taken to bed. Steve brought them up from the theater room, where they were left to hang out while Drew and the women were secured. They were gagged and cuffed to be on the safe side, but just left to sit in a couple chairs. They doubted very much that Aislinn would break free or one of the other women would come downstairs, but they needed to maintain appearances. They were led to the dining room, where they were uncuffed and ungagged. As Steve uncuffed James, he looked him straight in the eye.
“Don’t cause any shit, don’t go after JC. Whatever beef you have with him, leave it until we’re out of the cabin.”
James looked his friend in the eye and nodded. He knew there were rules in effect, but he still wanted to kick JC’s ass so hard.
As James and Tommy stood near the dining table, JC and Sam came downstairs with Mari and Joe, both still in their cuffs and gags. James flinched towards them, but Steve stopped him. “Hey, hey hey hey. Don’t. Not now.” As the four came down the steps, JC grabbed the bottom of his mask but Sam admonished him.
“Masks on until we’re in our rooms, and everyone keep your voices low. To the table.” Sam pointed to the table, where they led Mari and Joe. Once there, they were also ungagged and uncuffed before sitting down.
Bubbles emerged from Bianca’s room, the sound of heavy metal music coming from Bianca’s room during the brief period the door was open. She then went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of white wine and a six pack of beer, Miller Lite. “Music should buy us some volume to talk. Can’t get fucked up or loud, but I think we could all use a drink.”
“Yeah.” James said, reaching for the swill yanks called beer as Bubbles dropped them off at the table. She put the bottle down and Steve twisted off the cap before having a few swigs. He put the bottle down as Mari grabbed it.
“Any chance for cups?” She asked. Bubbles shrugged.
“There’s some plastic cups in the cabinet next to the sink.” Tommy said. It was the first thing he said all night. “And some vodka next to them, too.”
Bubbles grabbed a short stack of red Solo cups and a bottle of Smirnoff. She brought them to the table. Almost immediately, Tommy grabbed the vodka and a cup and poured himself a healthy dose, slamming it in one go.
“Slow down, mate. We can’t get fucked up ‘ere.” James said. Tommy gave him a look that said what he said next.
“Shut the fuck up James.” Tommy poured himself a second cup of vodka. It wasn’t as big as the first one and he took his time with it.
Under any other situation, James would slap the shit out of Tommy for that. But now, he let it slide. He knew the guilt was eating away at the young man. Unlike everyone else in this room, he wasn’t a hardened sociopath. He was still very much a nice guy who just likes sex with women against their will, until today when he watched the woman he loved and her sister that he kind of liked get gang raped in front of him. He had a lot to unpack from that, and alcohol might help.
Sam, Steve, JC, and Bubbles sat around the table with everyone else. Sam, Joe, and JC each grabbed a beer from the six-pack. Bubbles poured a little vodka for herself, and Steve and Mari split the bottle of wine.
“Okay. Let’s go over things. First day post-mortem. Good bad other, go.” Joe said. He looked around the table, waiting for someone to say something.
“Went well, lots of fun, but that shit with Sophie scared the Hell out of me.” Steve said.
“Agreed. It got pretty hairy there for a minute. We’ll have to keep up the phone stuff all day tomorrow.” Sam said, taking a drink.
“Any slip ups we have to keep an eye on?” Joe said, before pointing at Steve. “Bro, you used your regular voice a couple times, mostly when the Sophie shit happened. Gotta keep that in check. Any other mistakes?”
“Well, Honeybear now has a gambling problem because he knew who the Penrith Panthers were.” Bubbles said, hugging Sam before he turned to kiss her.
“Fuck the Panthers.” Sam said.
“Fuck’em.” James and Steve both chimed in.
“What’s the battle plan for tomorrow? We have to do our turn early, but what else is there?” Joe asked. He was used to taking care of situations, and this wasn’t the first time he played QB for the planning of a gang rape. James could see why Sam and Steve thought so highly of him.
“Yeah, what’s the plan for the Really Useful Crew?” Tommy said with some snark, drinking more of his vodka. Joe looked at him with confusion.
“I’m sorry, did you say Really Useful Crew?”
“Yeah. You guys are really fucking useful at really fucking useful shit.” Tommy wasn’t drunk, not by a long shot, but his giveafuckometer was pretty low after everything.
“Where did you get that?” Mari asked, quietly humming a song to herself in between sips. Joe joined in on the song.
“They’re two they’re four they’re six they’re eight, shunting trucks and hauling freight. Green and yellow and red and blue, they’re the Really Useful Crew.” Joe sang without skipping a beat.
“Huh?” James said. Bubbles, Sam, Tommy, and JC all looked at him with confusion.
“Not that fucking song. I’m finally free of it.” Steve said.
“What is that song?” Bubbles asked while sipping her vodka.
“It’s the theme song for Thomas the Train. And I kinda like it as a nickname. We’re the Really Useful Crew.” Joe said, laughing. Tommy was still dour, but the more Joe laughed, the more he softened. “We have to make a song out of this later on. Real quick, what’s the battle plan?”
“Thinking more freeform tomorrow, explore the house, keep them separated and moving around. I want to fuck Aislinn in the theater while watching video of me fucking Aislinn.” Steve said.
“Agreed. There’s a whole house to explore. Always wanted to rape a bitch in a hot tub.” JC added between yawns.
“Like it. Find extra cameras if possible, but if I understand correctly, we have a friend that’s got every room covered?”
“Yep. Bob’s got eyes on everything and for a price Monday morn’ is givin’ it to us.” James said between sips.
“Excellent. After we turn, you still have to keep a short leash on us. Keep us in line, beat us around a little bit, hit me a few times if you have to. I’m okay with it. Avoid the faces and her shoulder, but make sure you establish dominance over us and through us them. Do you want us to beg in front of them or say it was done in private with maybe a follow-up?” Joe asked the guys at the table. They looked at each other before Bubbles spoke up.
“Private with a follow-up. We’ll say you begged in private and that you have to do everything we say before believing you.”
“I like it. It’s more natural and fits better with what’s happening. Anything else we need to look for?” Joe asked. Tommy finished his second glass of vodka but before he could fill it up, James handed him one of the beers from the six-pack. One was left in the carrier.
“Oh, we got some good shit.” Steve said, having another sip of wine. “Drew’s having an affair.” Tommy spit out his beer when he heard that.
“What?” Tommy couldn’t believe his ears.
“Yeah. Full blown, living with an ex-girlfriend down in Melbourne.” Steve said.
“Bullshit.” Tommy said. Bubbles grabbed her phone and handed it over to him. Tommy looked at the texts and pics. He was speechless. Dozens of texts between Drew and some woman with a fake name, followed by very sexy pics. “What the fuck?” Tommy barely said that above a whisper.
“I thought so.” James said.
“Wait, you thought so? Since when?” Tommy was in disbelief. Of all the people he thought would ever cheat on someone, Drew wasn’t on that list. Drew was his friend, a good man…
“Since last night when I caught him sneakin’ down to the theater to call a Shelia. Way he acted was too cagey, and it was Saturday arvo down under, so shouldn’t be work.”
“Well, her name’s not Shelia, it’s Celeste.” Bubbles said.
“Celeste? You sure about that?” Tommy said, looking at the pics.
“That’s what he called her. Know her?” Sam asked.
“Know about her. Drew’s old ex, long time friend. Morgy never liked her, always felt jealous of her. She tried to let things patch up over time, but each time they’d hang out, Celeste and Drew were thick as thieves. They stayed in touch through the wedding but whenever they’d have plans to hang out, Morgy would cancel them or change them at the last minute until Celeste just stopped coming around. Last I heard she moved up to the Gold Coast for work.” Tommy said, looking at the pics and screenshots before handing the phone back to Bubbles.
“Lines up with what he said. He said he ran into her by accident recently when she got a place with her boyfriend in the apartment next to his, then her boyfriend dumped her. Now she’s living with Drew in his place instead of paying her own rent.” Sam concluded.
Joe nodded his head. “Perfect. We have leverage on Drew to make him do whatever the fuck we want.”
“Oh, he is so fucking Aislinn tomorrow in front of Morgana.” Mari said. “Just to see that slut’s face when her hubby busts a nut in her sister.” She took another sip of wine before continuing. “How long do I have to pretend that I don’t want to hurt that bitch?”
“At least until after we establish that we’re working with them going forward. You’ll take over the cooking and cleaning among everything else that happens tomorrow.” Joe said.
An evil smile grew across Mari’s face. “Which one of them is a vegan?”
“Aislinn’s the full vegan, Morgana’s the vegetarian.” James said.
“Not tomorrow.” Mari said, taking another sip of wine.
“Anyone have any other ideas for tomorrow? Is there anyone who hasn’t fucked one of them yet at all? I’m talking since we showed up, not before.” Joe asked. Everyone thought about it for a moment.
“Tommy and I haven’t fooked Ais or B yet, just some blowies. Don’t think we’ve done Mari or Bubbles, either.” James said.
“That’ll come up tomorrow. I haven’t done Aislinn or Bianca yet, either.” Joe said as he looked around the table. “We’ve all gotten some action from all the women, just not every way. Maybe a little Blind Woman’s Bluff? Make them say whose dick is whose, and if wrong, they get fucked by it.”
“Like it.” Steve said.
“Someone should visit the girls tonight. At least Morgana, anyway. Give her a wakeup call.” Bubbles said.
“Agreed. Think each girl should get woken up in the middle of the night. Both tonight and tomorrow, give something to dream about. We can even use Tommy and James on this, make it look like they were forced to do so. Any volunteers?”
“Whoever wakes up first when the 4AM alarm goes off gets a piece of Morgana. After that, pick one.” Sam said. No one really looked forward to waking up that early, especially after the day they’ve had.
“Okay, but after that, we go back to bed. We don’t get up as a group until at least 8, if not later. Get the girls last. Tommy and James, you two will have be back to normal bindings by then.” Joe said.
“Understood.” James said. Tommy was in his own little world, but eventually nodded.
As Joe and the rest of the crew finished their planning of the next Sunday and a little into Monday, Tommy couldn’t help but think about how all of this that happened, all of it, was because of his desire to have Morgana all to himself. He told himself that he was doing this to her because he loved her, but the sad truth of it was that a part of him liked it. But that was before he found out about Drew’s cheating. Before, he justified this behavior as the ultimate wedge that will force them apart. Now, he had proof that Drew was cheating on Morgana but couldn’t use it right away. If he did, Drew would know how he came about possessing it. What’s worse, Tommy made a deep, disturbing realization.
None of this was needed now.
Everything that Tommy put Morgana through was not necessary. All he had to do was wait it out and Morgana would’ve eventually found out about Celeste. They would have a massive fight, and Tommy would be there to console her. Sure, it might’ve taken a little longer, but she wouldn’t be carrying around all of this guilt and trauma for the rest of her days. Guilt and trauma that he caused her, by the way. All he had to do was sit back, be a good boyfriend, and wait for the marriage to crumble. Instead, he thought he had a plan. That plan had so far caused irreparable harm to three women, all because he couldn’t imagine Drew doing such a thing.
Now, the laughing of the psychopaths around him taunted him. How was he going to get through this weekend? Would his will break, would he make a mess of things just because he could? Now that he knew Drew was cheating on Morgana, he wondered if he could keep his mouth shut and when, not if, she should find out. Would he take pleasure in the rest of the weekend now, knowing that this was all for naught?
Or maybe, just maybe, this was the kick in the ass he needed to fully embrace his inner monster. As much as he loved Morgana, he had to admit that he got a kick out of seeing her and Aislinn treated this way. And knowing that he’d get to lay the pipe to Bianca tomorrow excited him. Partly it was because he found her very attractive, and partly because it would piss off James. But knowing that he could do this and get away with it, that was something he wanted more of.
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Chapter Tags: MF,bond,anal,ncon,sm
Content Warnings: Sleep sex, sadomasochism, rude awakenings
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The girls get woken in the worst ways possible...
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Chapter 73(MF,bond,anal,ncon,sm)
They figured out the sleeping arrangements quickly. Tommy and James were taken back downstairs and slept on the fold-out couch after a trip to the bathroom and being bound and gagged again. Just in case the girls got loose, they had a scam to maintain. Sam and Bubbles took one of the fold-out couches in the main bedroom upstairs while JC and Steve took the other. Joe and Mari had the bed, insisting on having the cuffs and gag put back in after getting to bed.
JC was the first in the shower and the first to bed. He didn’t even finish his drink, he was passing out in his chair in the dining room. He went upstairs, showered, then was asleep before everyone else came in the room. Steve went next, taking a ‘long shower’ of about 15 minutes. Bubbles and Sam shared the shower for a solid 45 minutes, having a little sexy time by themselves that was completely unplanned. When they came back to the bedroom proper, it was after midnight, and he had an alarm clock set for 4AM. Whoever answered and turned off the alarm had a chore to do.
Wake up Morgana by raping her. Sure as hell beats taking out the garbage.
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It took a long time before Morgana finally fell asleep. She saw a clock that said it was around 10:30PM when they strapped her down to this bed, and she guessed somewhere around 11PM or Midnight when they brought Drew in and tied him to the bed. It didn’t escape her attention that while her legs were left unsecured, his were bound and connected to the bed. That left her with a sense of foreboding throughout the night that more punishment was coming.
She spent most of the first hour or so by herself crying before her husband joined her. After their futile attempts at trying to communicate failed, they eventually passed out. She had no clue when it was, just that it felt late. She could only hope that they all made it through this weekend in one piece.
Her mind was filled with memories and nightmares of the day. She relived the pain of Dad Bod fucking her so rough, the debasement of fucking her husband while that Asian girl fucked him in the ass, and the utter humiliation of performing oral sex on her own sister. She winced when Skinny Guy fucked her in the ass before making Bianca suffer, and was furious at Mari for kissing her husband. She woke herself up a couple times throughout the night, only to realize that it was just her and Drew in the bedroom. She would fall back asleep, but her sleep was light tonight. Each time she heard something move, she panicked and woke. As the night went on, she eventually slept through the basic noises of the cabin.
So Morgana didn’t hear the door open, or notice the bright light of the cell phone as one of the men recorded this event. The first thing she saw, felt, or noticed was one of the men jumping on the bed with her.
Shock and panic woke Morgana up, as she felt someone on top of her, pushing her legs open with their body before she could recognize what what happening. Her mind was racing at what happened. One of the men, wearing a mask, was on top of her, spreading her legs. She felt one of the hands grab her hair, twisting her head up while the other maneuvered his cock into her.
“Smile for the camera.” She heard a voice come from behind the bright light she was looking at now. The man raping her twisted her head to stare right at the brightest light in the room, destroying her night vision. Morgana cried and screamed through her gag, but that just seemed to egg this man on more and more.
Morgy’s screaming woke up Drew, who looked over and saw one of the men raping his wife. He yelled and screamed, pulling on his restraints to no avail. Everything he tried just hurt him more in the end.
The man running the camera turned it towards Drew to get his reaction. Drew tried to close his eyes, but the light hurt too much. As soon as he opened them when the camera was back facing Morgana, he opened them again but couldn’t even make out the man in front of him that raped his wife while he slept.
The man screwing Morgana was having a field day, grunting and huffing as he laid into her pussy with all he had. Even after a long day of sexual activity for everyone, waking up at 4AM to torment a sleeping woman was definitely worthy of the early wakeup call. He leaned into her and fucked her hard for several minutes before he felt the urge to climax build in his balls.
Instead of fucking her harder, he pulled out. Morgana wondered for a moment whether she was spared from receiving yet another load of rapist’s semen in her womb when she felt her legs being manhandled. This man was flipping her over onto her stomach. She thought for a moment that he wanted to fuck her doggystyle. That was until she felt him spread her asscheeks and spit on her asshole. Fear and panic picked up again as she knew what this monster was going to do to her.
He was going to fuck her ass.
Morgana screamed as this man pushed his cock into her sphincter, making her moan and groan in pain even more. Drew screamed at the men in the room but there was nothing he could do. Inch by inch, the man pushed in further and further, until bottoming out inside of Morgana’s asshole. He sat there, listening to Morgana cry for a moment before he thrust in and out. She was tight, painfully tight, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him. He built a rhythm, making sure that Drew saw and heard all of the cries and moans of pain coming from his wife as he sodomized her next to him.
In and out, he kept it up for what seemed like an eternity to her, burning her ass apart with each painful thrust. Each time she tried to move her head, he pulled her around by the hair, making sure the camera caught her suffering. She tried to think who it could be, but the pain was too strong to block out. Still, she realized it wasn’t the fat guy, and probably not the dad bod guy. It was definitely a penis, so it wasn’t Kim. She assumed it had to the skinny guy, though he seemed a little shorter than before. Then again, everyone’s the same height when vertical. Could it be they brought in a friend instead? It wasn’t Tommy or James, and probably not Joe. The fear of not knowing who it was compounded with the pain, sending her over the edge into a panic attack.
Whoever this guy was, he got more excited when Morgana freaked out even more. He couldn’t hold back any more and grunted hard as he blasted shot after shot of cum into her asshole. Blast after blast, draining his balls into her bum. He collapsed on top of her, catching her breath.
The man kept his head facing Morgana’s back as the camera moved in to catch Drew’s face. He was furious and hurt beyond words, only wincing away from the camera because of the bright light that destroyed his night vision in the pitch black room. The cameraman did the same to Morgana, capturing the look of pain and panic as yet another man had their way with her. When the camera turned away, the man that had just fucked Morgana pulled out, his cock making a plopping sound as he pulled it out of her ass. He tussled her hair before leaving.
“Sweet dreams.” The cameraman said in a mocking voice. Neither Drew nor Morgana could place the voice, and with all of the bright lights in their faces, they couldn’t see who was who. They heard the door open then close again. Morgana laid there face down, crying from the pain and humiliation. Drew joined in on the crying, knowing there was nothing he could do to comfort her.
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Back in the main bedroom, the two men took off their masks as the first one made his way to the bathroom. The cameraman, Steve, pulled his mask off over his head as he talked to his friend as he took a piss.
“Jesus, that was fun. You up for running camera on the next one?” He said, trying to stifle a yawn. Excitement only goes so far after a long day and a quick sleep.
“Sure.” Joe said, draining the snake. His legs were still a little wobbly from just having had sex, and he was a little worn out from it, but felt excited.
“Hey.” Steve looked behind him to the voice. It was Sam, who had woken up to go the bathroom when they came back in. “How was it?” He said, trying to stifle a yawn.
“Fucking amazing. Her ass is delightful. I recommend everyone get a spin on that if possible.” Joe said, finishing up before looking for a towel to clean himself up with.
“Was just about to go take a second round on another one of them. Want to join in?” Steve said. Sam yawned, then thought about it for a moment, looking over his shoulder at Bubbles, sound asleep.
“Sure. Which one are you thinking of waking up?” Sam asked.
“I’m okay with either, but I didn’t get a good turn with Bianca earlier. Mind if I wake her up?” Steve asked his friend.
“Go ahead. That leaves Aislinn for me. I like it. Start with Bianca first?” Sam asked.
“Yep, let’s mask up and go. I’ll run camera.” Joe said, almost excited to be up this early. It was only 4:30AM and he was already awake. He was halfway to the door, waiting for Sam and Steve to put their masks back on before they went downstairs to pay a visit to the other women in the house.
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Steve decided to pay a visit to Bianca while Joe filmed. Before Joe and Sam made their way down to the basement to wake up Aislinn, Steve stopped in Bianca’s room. Sam and Joe stood by the doorway as Steve did his work, Joe filming from a distance.
The music was still playing, and she was snoring. He thought about just going back to bed, but the hard-on between his legs and the sleeping busty MILF on the bed changed his mind. Still, he was pretty tired so decided to do this quickly. After grabbing a bottle of lube from the living room, he returned to Bianca’s bed, slathered up his cock, and hopped on board. The sudden jolt woke her up, but she almost expected something like this. As she was still getting her bearings, Steve was already pushing his cock into her, and started rutting at a quickened pace. Bianca cried softly as Steve fucked her quick and hard for a few minutes. It didn’t take him long. By the time Bianca had fully woken up, she could feel Steve cumming inside her.
He left as quickly as he came, more or less. He didn’t say anything, just slapped her on the hip for a job well done, and left. Bianca cried herself back to sleep, praying that this hell would end and she’d get home to see her daughter before too long.
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Downstairs, Sam thought about how he wanted to do this as he stood outside of Aislinn’s room. He thought about sneaking in nice and quietly, but soon threw that idea aside. He knew how he wanted to torment her. He looked to Joe, and asked if he was rolling. Joe started recording the video, turning on the bright flash in the process. As he waited for the thumbs up, Sam slathered his cock with lube, stroking himself to a full erection, ready to jump in her room as soon as he was ready. When Joe gave Sam the thumbs up, Sam pushed open the door as fast and as hard as he could.
“WAKEY WAKEY!” Sam yelled, then ran and jumped onto the bed, pushing himself between the sleeping woman’s legs. Aislinn started to come to life, and in the moment it took to realize what was happening, the chubby man slapped her tits a few times. “WAKE UP YOU FUCKING CUNT! TIME TO PLAY!” Sam said, kneeling between her legs. Her eyes were wide open with fear and panic as she felt the fat man assault her boobs while pushing himself into her. She screamed for everything she was worth, but the gag kept her from forming any words. Suddenly, there was a bright light in her face, destroying her night vision. She couldn’t see more than a meter in front of her, and that meant all she could see was the fat man’s mask covered face. Aislinn felt him push into her with his cock, violating her yet again. This time, she was awoken so abruptly she had no way to defend herself or try to deal with this in another manner. All she could do was cry, scream, and endure.
Sam pounded away into Aislinn while Joe filmed everything. Joe made sure to get as close as he could with the light from the camera every so often to ruin her night vision. It helped throw her off her guard, allowing Sam to flip her around into a doggystyle position. He fucked her hard, pulling her hair back as far as he could, making sure she felt a ton of pain. Sam groaned and grunted as he came inside her quim, then collapsed on top of her. After laying there for a moment, he climbed off of her, grabbing a handful of hair and using it to clean off his dick. Aislinn laid on the bed, crying profusely as the door closed behind her, the sound of the two men laughing as they left.
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Across the basement, Tommy had a fitful sleep. The revelations of Drew’s affair and how all of this was meant to drive a wedge between the married couple ate at him. The guilt of watching the woman he loved being gang-raped at his request while her sister and friend were forced to participate was almost too much for him to bear.
Almost. Tommy had to admit to himself that the darkest corner of his soul, the one that had seen daylight over the last few months, enjoyed it. He could talk about the ends justifying the means all he wanted to, but the fact of the matter was he was aroused watching Morgana get raped by everyone, and he meant everyone, in the cabin today. Watching her writhe and struggle turned him on something fierce, and the forced lesbianism almost caused him to nut himself right then and there. Fortunately, he held off when he needed to, just to force Morgana and Aislinn to fuck each other. Just the thought of those two together was getting him hard yet again.
As he was thinking about Aislinn’s perky little tits and her sexy little mouth, a scream penetrated his dreams and woke him up. There was more screaming from across the floor. It was Aislinn, followed by Sam. He didn’t need to be psychic to tell what was going on. As he looked around the pitch black room, he knew that they decided to pay the girls a visit during the night, terrorize them a little further. Sam must’ve decided that fucking Aislinn earlier wasn’t enough and wanted another piece of that ass. Tommy couldn’t blame him. If he wasn’t already with Morgana on the side, he’d definitely give Aislinn a shot at a relationship. Hell, he’d already fucked her 3 times at least this weekend, before everything went to shit. He didn’t know if she was always that forthright with men, but if she was on a short vacation that could explain her being so forward. But listening to her screams upset him for the most part. And turned on the darkest corner.
He lay awake, listening to her rape across the basement floor, trying to picture it. He could hear Sam laugh and call her names between grunts, so he assumed the chubby man was the one fucking her. Another man talked, but he had a hard time picturing who it was. Tommy regretted having his hands bound like they were, being secured to the couch bed in the theater. If he were free, he might try to save her. Or join in. To be honest, he wasn’t sure.
All he knew was that thinking of Aislinn’s rape took his mind off of Drew’s betrayal of Morgana. He saw the texts and sexts, he knew what he saw and what the Really Useful Crew told him. He knew he could destroy Morgana’s marriage with a single question, but knew he couldn’t. Not yet. He thought about it throughout Aislinn’s rape. If he told Morgana about Celeste, he couldn’t use her name. He’d have to call her Charles, and she’d ask Drew what’s up with Charles. Drew would come up with story because he’s good at that, and she’d ignore it going forward. If he told Morgy that Drew was fucking his roommate Celeste, Morgana would ask how he found out. If he showed her the texts and she confronted Drew with them, then Drew would know that Tommy got those texts from Bubbles and the other rapists, and that would lead to a hundred different questions, not least of which “where did you get that?” Drew understands that the only place those came from were from when Bubbles had his phone. If Tommy had them, then Drew would know that Tommy received those from their attackers, and that would raise even more questions. Tommy would need a way to explain this later. Perhaps he could get the crew to do some kind of blackmail against everyone. That way, if he received a random text down the line, he could explain that. He’d have to make sure that the crew had everyone’s numbers. Besides, Drew was the kind of man that didn’t make the same mistake twice. He’s either going to delete every message after they come in, move to WhatsApp or some other encrypted channel, or change the name of the texts to someone else, maybe even a rotation of other names. If Morgana ever saw the phone, it would be a different man each time and he’d just say it’s a “mate from work, mate.”
Still, he knew he was sitting on a nuke. If Drew ever went too far or if things ever became so shitty there was no chance of survival, he could ensure that no one else survived.
For his part, James slept like a baby.
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Content Warnings: Sleep sex, sadomasochism, rude awakenings
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The girls get woken in the worst ways possible...
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Chapter 73(MF,bond,anal,ncon,sm)
They figured out the sleeping arrangements quickly. Tommy and James were taken back downstairs and slept on the fold-out couch after a trip to the bathroom and being bound and gagged again. Just in case the girls got loose, they had a scam to maintain. Sam and Bubbles took one of the fold-out couches in the main bedroom upstairs while JC and Steve took the other. Joe and Mari had the bed, insisting on having the cuffs and gag put back in after getting to bed.
JC was the first in the shower and the first to bed. He didn’t even finish his drink, he was passing out in his chair in the dining room. He went upstairs, showered, then was asleep before everyone else came in the room. Steve went next, taking a ‘long shower’ of about 15 minutes. Bubbles and Sam shared the shower for a solid 45 minutes, having a little sexy time by themselves that was completely unplanned. When they came back to the bedroom proper, it was after midnight, and he had an alarm clock set for 4AM. Whoever answered and turned off the alarm had a chore to do.
Wake up Morgana by raping her. Sure as hell beats taking out the garbage.
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It took a long time before Morgana finally fell asleep. She saw a clock that said it was around 10:30PM when they strapped her down to this bed, and she guessed somewhere around 11PM or Midnight when they brought Drew in and tied him to the bed. It didn’t escape her attention that while her legs were left unsecured, his were bound and connected to the bed. That left her with a sense of foreboding throughout the night that more punishment was coming.
She spent most of the first hour or so by herself crying before her husband joined her. After their futile attempts at trying to communicate failed, they eventually passed out. She had no clue when it was, just that it felt late. She could only hope that they all made it through this weekend in one piece.
Her mind was filled with memories and nightmares of the day. She relived the pain of Dad Bod fucking her so rough, the debasement of fucking her husband while that Asian girl fucked him in the ass, and the utter humiliation of performing oral sex on her own sister. She winced when Skinny Guy fucked her in the ass before making Bianca suffer, and was furious at Mari for kissing her husband. She woke herself up a couple times throughout the night, only to realize that it was just her and Drew in the bedroom. She would fall back asleep, but her sleep was light tonight. Each time she heard something move, she panicked and woke. As the night went on, she eventually slept through the basic noises of the cabin.
So Morgana didn’t hear the door open, or notice the bright light of the cell phone as one of the men recorded this event. The first thing she saw, felt, or noticed was one of the men jumping on the bed with her.
Shock and panic woke Morgana up, as she felt someone on top of her, pushing her legs open with their body before she could recognize what what happening. Her mind was racing at what happened. One of the men, wearing a mask, was on top of her, spreading her legs. She felt one of the hands grab her hair, twisting her head up while the other maneuvered his cock into her.
“Smile for the camera.” She heard a voice come from behind the bright light she was looking at now. The man raping her twisted her head to stare right at the brightest light in the room, destroying her night vision. Morgana cried and screamed through her gag, but that just seemed to egg this man on more and more.
Morgy’s screaming woke up Drew, who looked over and saw one of the men raping his wife. He yelled and screamed, pulling on his restraints to no avail. Everything he tried just hurt him more in the end.
The man running the camera turned it towards Drew to get his reaction. Drew tried to close his eyes, but the light hurt too much. As soon as he opened them when the camera was back facing Morgana, he opened them again but couldn’t even make out the man in front of him that raped his wife while he slept.
The man screwing Morgana was having a field day, grunting and huffing as he laid into her pussy with all he had. Even after a long day of sexual activity for everyone, waking up at 4AM to torment a sleeping woman was definitely worthy of the early wakeup call. He leaned into her and fucked her hard for several minutes before he felt the urge to climax build in his balls.
Instead of fucking her harder, he pulled out. Morgana wondered for a moment whether she was spared from receiving yet another load of rapist’s semen in her womb when she felt her legs being manhandled. This man was flipping her over onto her stomach. She thought for a moment that he wanted to fuck her doggystyle. That was until she felt him spread her asscheeks and spit on her asshole. Fear and panic picked up again as she knew what this monster was going to do to her.
He was going to fuck her ass.
Morgana screamed as this man pushed his cock into her sphincter, making her moan and groan in pain even more. Drew screamed at the men in the room but there was nothing he could do. Inch by inch, the man pushed in further and further, until bottoming out inside of Morgana’s asshole. He sat there, listening to Morgana cry for a moment before he thrust in and out. She was tight, painfully tight, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him. He built a rhythm, making sure that Drew saw and heard all of the cries and moans of pain coming from his wife as he sodomized her next to him.
In and out, he kept it up for what seemed like an eternity to her, burning her ass apart with each painful thrust. Each time she tried to move her head, he pulled her around by the hair, making sure the camera caught her suffering. She tried to think who it could be, but the pain was too strong to block out. Still, she realized it wasn’t the fat guy, and probably not the dad bod guy. It was definitely a penis, so it wasn’t Kim. She assumed it had to the skinny guy, though he seemed a little shorter than before. Then again, everyone’s the same height when vertical. Could it be they brought in a friend instead? It wasn’t Tommy or James, and probably not Joe. The fear of not knowing who it was compounded with the pain, sending her over the edge into a panic attack.
Whoever this guy was, he got more excited when Morgana freaked out even more. He couldn’t hold back any more and grunted hard as he blasted shot after shot of cum into her asshole. Blast after blast, draining his balls into her bum. He collapsed on top of her, catching her breath.
The man kept his head facing Morgana’s back as the camera moved in to catch Drew’s face. He was furious and hurt beyond words, only wincing away from the camera because of the bright light that destroyed his night vision in the pitch black room. The cameraman did the same to Morgana, capturing the look of pain and panic as yet another man had their way with her. When the camera turned away, the man that had just fucked Morgana pulled out, his cock making a plopping sound as he pulled it out of her ass. He tussled her hair before leaving.
“Sweet dreams.” The cameraman said in a mocking voice. Neither Drew nor Morgana could place the voice, and with all of the bright lights in their faces, they couldn’t see who was who. They heard the door open then close again. Morgana laid there face down, crying from the pain and humiliation. Drew joined in on the crying, knowing there was nothing he could do to comfort her.
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Back in the main bedroom, the two men took off their masks as the first one made his way to the bathroom. The cameraman, Steve, pulled his mask off over his head as he talked to his friend as he took a piss.
“Jesus, that was fun. You up for running camera on the next one?” He said, trying to stifle a yawn. Excitement only goes so far after a long day and a quick sleep.
“Sure.” Joe said, draining the snake. His legs were still a little wobbly from just having had sex, and he was a little worn out from it, but felt excited.
“Hey.” Steve looked behind him to the voice. It was Sam, who had woken up to go the bathroom when they came back in. “How was it?” He said, trying to stifle a yawn.
“Fucking amazing. Her ass is delightful. I recommend everyone get a spin on that if possible.” Joe said, finishing up before looking for a towel to clean himself up with.
“Was just about to go take a second round on another one of them. Want to join in?” Steve said. Sam yawned, then thought about it for a moment, looking over his shoulder at Bubbles, sound asleep.
“Sure. Which one are you thinking of waking up?” Sam asked.
“I’m okay with either, but I didn’t get a good turn with Bianca earlier. Mind if I wake her up?” Steve asked his friend.
“Go ahead. That leaves Aislinn for me. I like it. Start with Bianca first?” Sam asked.
“Yep, let’s mask up and go. I’ll run camera.” Joe said, almost excited to be up this early. It was only 4:30AM and he was already awake. He was halfway to the door, waiting for Sam and Steve to put their masks back on before they went downstairs to pay a visit to the other women in the house.
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Steve decided to pay a visit to Bianca while Joe filmed. Before Joe and Sam made their way down to the basement to wake up Aislinn, Steve stopped in Bianca’s room. Sam and Joe stood by the doorway as Steve did his work, Joe filming from a distance.
The music was still playing, and she was snoring. He thought about just going back to bed, but the hard-on between his legs and the sleeping busty MILF on the bed changed his mind. Still, he was pretty tired so decided to do this quickly. After grabbing a bottle of lube from the living room, he returned to Bianca’s bed, slathered up his cock, and hopped on board. The sudden jolt woke her up, but she almost expected something like this. As she was still getting her bearings, Steve was already pushing his cock into her, and started rutting at a quickened pace. Bianca cried softly as Steve fucked her quick and hard for a few minutes. It didn’t take him long. By the time Bianca had fully woken up, she could feel Steve cumming inside her.
He left as quickly as he came, more or less. He didn’t say anything, just slapped her on the hip for a job well done, and left. Bianca cried herself back to sleep, praying that this hell would end and she’d get home to see her daughter before too long.
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Downstairs, Sam thought about how he wanted to do this as he stood outside of Aislinn’s room. He thought about sneaking in nice and quietly, but soon threw that idea aside. He knew how he wanted to torment her. He looked to Joe, and asked if he was rolling. Joe started recording the video, turning on the bright flash in the process. As he waited for the thumbs up, Sam slathered his cock with lube, stroking himself to a full erection, ready to jump in her room as soon as he was ready. When Joe gave Sam the thumbs up, Sam pushed open the door as fast and as hard as he could.
“WAKEY WAKEY!” Sam yelled, then ran and jumped onto the bed, pushing himself between the sleeping woman’s legs. Aislinn started to come to life, and in the moment it took to realize what was happening, the chubby man slapped her tits a few times. “WAKE UP YOU FUCKING CUNT! TIME TO PLAY!” Sam said, kneeling between her legs. Her eyes were wide open with fear and panic as she felt the fat man assault her boobs while pushing himself into her. She screamed for everything she was worth, but the gag kept her from forming any words. Suddenly, there was a bright light in her face, destroying her night vision. She couldn’t see more than a meter in front of her, and that meant all she could see was the fat man’s mask covered face. Aislinn felt him push into her with his cock, violating her yet again. This time, she was awoken so abruptly she had no way to defend herself or try to deal with this in another manner. All she could do was cry, scream, and endure.
Sam pounded away into Aislinn while Joe filmed everything. Joe made sure to get as close as he could with the light from the camera every so often to ruin her night vision. It helped throw her off her guard, allowing Sam to flip her around into a doggystyle position. He fucked her hard, pulling her hair back as far as he could, making sure she felt a ton of pain. Sam groaned and grunted as he came inside her quim, then collapsed on top of her. After laying there for a moment, he climbed off of her, grabbing a handful of hair and using it to clean off his dick. Aislinn laid on the bed, crying profusely as the door closed behind her, the sound of the two men laughing as they left.
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Across the basement, Tommy had a fitful sleep. The revelations of Drew’s affair and how all of this was meant to drive a wedge between the married couple ate at him. The guilt of watching the woman he loved being gang-raped at his request while her sister and friend were forced to participate was almost too much for him to bear.
Almost. Tommy had to admit to himself that the darkest corner of his soul, the one that had seen daylight over the last few months, enjoyed it. He could talk about the ends justifying the means all he wanted to, but the fact of the matter was he was aroused watching Morgana get raped by everyone, and he meant everyone, in the cabin today. Watching her writhe and struggle turned him on something fierce, and the forced lesbianism almost caused him to nut himself right then and there. Fortunately, he held off when he needed to, just to force Morgana and Aislinn to fuck each other. Just the thought of those two together was getting him hard yet again.
As he was thinking about Aislinn’s perky little tits and her sexy little mouth, a scream penetrated his dreams and woke him up. There was more screaming from across the floor. It was Aislinn, followed by Sam. He didn’t need to be psychic to tell what was going on. As he looked around the pitch black room, he knew that they decided to pay the girls a visit during the night, terrorize them a little further. Sam must’ve decided that fucking Aislinn earlier wasn’t enough and wanted another piece of that ass. Tommy couldn’t blame him. If he wasn’t already with Morgana on the side, he’d definitely give Aislinn a shot at a relationship. Hell, he’d already fucked her 3 times at least this weekend, before everything went to shit. He didn’t know if she was always that forthright with men, but if she was on a short vacation that could explain her being so forward. But listening to her screams upset him for the most part. And turned on the darkest corner.
He lay awake, listening to her rape across the basement floor, trying to picture it. He could hear Sam laugh and call her names between grunts, so he assumed the chubby man was the one fucking her. Another man talked, but he had a hard time picturing who it was. Tommy regretted having his hands bound like they were, being secured to the couch bed in the theater. If he were free, he might try to save her. Or join in. To be honest, he wasn’t sure.
All he knew was that thinking of Aislinn’s rape took his mind off of Drew’s betrayal of Morgana. He saw the texts and sexts, he knew what he saw and what the Really Useful Crew told him. He knew he could destroy Morgana’s marriage with a single question, but knew he couldn’t. Not yet. He thought about it throughout Aislinn’s rape. If he told Morgana about Celeste, he couldn’t use her name. He’d have to call her Charles, and she’d ask Drew what’s up with Charles. Drew would come up with story because he’s good at that, and she’d ignore it going forward. If he told Morgy that Drew was fucking his roommate Celeste, Morgana would ask how he found out. If he showed her the texts and she confronted Drew with them, then Drew would know that Tommy got those texts from Bubbles and the other rapists, and that would lead to a hundred different questions, not least of which “where did you get that?” Drew understands that the only place those came from were from when Bubbles had his phone. If Tommy had them, then Drew would know that Tommy received those from their attackers, and that would raise even more questions. Tommy would need a way to explain this later. Perhaps he could get the crew to do some kind of blackmail against everyone. That way, if he received a random text down the line, he could explain that. He’d have to make sure that the crew had everyone’s numbers. Besides, Drew was the kind of man that didn’t make the same mistake twice. He’s either going to delete every message after they come in, move to WhatsApp or some other encrypted channel, or change the name of the texts to someone else, maybe even a rotation of other names. If Morgana ever saw the phone, it would be a different man each time and he’d just say it’s a “mate from work, mate.”
Still, he knew he was sitting on a nuke. If Drew ever went too far or if things ever became so shitty there was no chance of survival, he could ensure that no one else survived.
For his part, James slept like a baby.
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Now those were some rather rude wake up calls. As always love your story
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Happy that new chapters was posted, just a bit worried that it will be long before the next ones 
As always… damn good work LtB, damn good.
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Chapter Tags: Nosex, bond
Content Warnings: Being Vegan
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Joe and Mari turn heel, and it's a new game for everyone involved
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Chapter 74(nosex)
It was a little after 7AM, and Mari was the first one to wake up in the main bedroom. This felt like sleeping in for her. She’d become an early riser because of her kids, making sure they were up for school. It’s very hard to sleep in when a toddler or preschooler is using your stomach as a crash pad. In a way, this weekend was very relaxing for her, especially now that it was Sunday. According to the plan, this was the day her and Joe would ‘turn heel’ and join Sam’s crew. That also meant she’d have to do the cooking and chores most likely, but that was a small price to pay to hurt those Aussie cunts. She looked forward to making Morgana pay for everything she did yesterday. She felt herself getting aroused at the soon-to-come carnage as she showered and prepared for the morning.
Mari was met by JC as he woke up. He needed some sleep, and a solid 7 or 8 hours felt glorious for him. After a quick stop in the bathroom, they figured out the rest of the plan as the rest of the crew woke up over the next hour. Sam, Steve, and Joe had their little adventures during the night, so they had to be woken up. Bubbles eventually got up, but kept asking for ‘5 more minutes.’ Once everyone was awake, they worked on the plan for the morning. Mari would get breakfast and coffee ready, Joe would initially sit at the table with one of the guys down there for appearances. Bubbles and Sam would get Morgana and Drew up and showered, then get them downstairs. After that, they’d grab Bianca. Steve and JC would get the guys down in the theater, then Aislinn. Everyone should get a shower, albeit a quick one just to clean themselves off. Joe would already be downstairs, sitting in his chair like a good boy. Once everyone was secured, that’s when the news of the heel turn would be made. After that the guys would demand proof, and Joe would tell Mari to do something. They’d play it by ear. Joe mentioned that he had something for them in his luggage, hidden away. After breakfast, they’d probably have a little bit of group activity before breaking up and taking people to different rooms, or splitting the party up.
Steve and JC entered the theater, finding the guys right where they left them, bound and gagged to the bed. Both men were asleep, but Tommy stirred first when he heard the door. After a little back and forth, JC took Tommy to the spare bathroom where he did his morning routine, using a fresh toothbrush and toothpaste found in the bathroom drawer. Even though it’s a cabin in the woods, the cabin is still a resort hotel with amenities. While Tommy finished up, James woke up, then did the same routine. Though it was good to get the gags out of their mouths for a little, they still had to play along and were brought upstairs for breakfast.
Up on the top floor, Bubbles and Sam woke up Morgana and Drew. They released Morgana from the bed and took her to the bathroom, listening to her mewl the entire time. After watching her go to the bathroom and brush her teeth, they shoved her into the shower and turned the water on. Bubbles told Morgana she had 10 minutes, and that’s it. As she sat in the water, Bubbles started a countdown while Sam dragged Drew into the bathroom at the 5 minute mark. He also had the indignity of having to do his morning routine with a crowd. Morgana eventually scrubbed herself as best as she could while shampooing her hair. Who knows when she’d get a chance to do this again? It wasn’t easy trying to wash her hair with her hands cuffed, but she did as good a job as possible. After the ten minutes were up, it was Drew’s turn to clean himself. Morgana dried off and was led downstairs by Bubbles, followed a few minutes later by Sam leading Drew down the steps.
After taking the men upstairs, JC and Steve came back down to get Aislinn ready for the day. They were none too gentle with her, threatening her and slapping her around to get her into the shower. The middle of the night rape crushed her, and she was barely hanging on as it was. After a few minutes, the men held her down in the shower and washed her as much as they could, turning the water on its highest pressure setting as they attempted to shampoo her hair. When that task was over, they dried her off and brought her upstairs, bound and gagged.
That left Bianca. Bubbles was able to get her to take care of herself while Sam stood guard in the dining room. Bianca was able to behave herself much better than Aislinn, and only took a few small comments to get her to follow in line. When she walked out of her room, what she saw confused her.
In the kitchen, Mari was already making breakfast, brewing coffee and cooking up all of the eggs and bacon they had. Making breakfast was easy for her and something she enjoyed doing. Only difference here was that she was doing it in the nude, except for an apron that read “Kiss the Cook” and had the Lake Hiawatha Resorts logo emblazoned on it. Around the table sat Tommy, James, Morgana, and Aislinn. Joe was there too, but she noticed that he wasn’t wearing his handcuffs anymore. Neither was Mari for that matter. Instead, she was smiling as she cooked, making enough food for a platoon. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, even some home fries were being piled into bowls. Bianca made a step to the kitchen, but Bubbles stopped her.
“No, go sit down.”
Bianca was confused, and all of her hunches told her this was bad. When she sat down across from Joe, he was staring down at his empty plate, not making any eye contact. He was also the only one at the table not wearing a gag until the skinny guard, the one that brutalized her yesterday, came around and undid everyone’s gags. It was when Mari brought the first bowl of food over that she saw Joe’s right hand, and his right hand only, reach for the coffee in front of him. Her mind raced, putting the implications of that detail to work. If Joe wasn’t wearing handcuffs, and Mari was cooking, that could only mean one thing.
Joe and Mari were now working with the invaders.
It didn’t take long for her suspicions to be confirmed. The chubby man, wearing the same mask from yesterday and nothing else, spoke up.
“Hope everyone has a good breakfast today, because you’ll need all of your energy. It’s going to be a long day again. Since Tommy was oh so kind enough yesterday to let everyone know that no one is planning to come over and that you guys have the house until tomorrow morning, that means we get another day to get to know each other. And you know what we found out about two of you? Go on, guess.” Sam looked over everyone at the table. They were still gagged for the most part, but even those that weren’t didn’t want to talk. “We found out that two of you would do ANYTHING we asked, if meant that we didn’t hurt them. So Joseph and Mari here, they begged us to not hurt them. They pleaded with us to not hurt them. They even offered us a ride out of here when this is all said and done. And you know what? We took them up on that offer.” Sam looked around the table, letting that part sink in. “So, in exchange for us not beating the shit out of Joe any more, and not using Mari as a worthless cum dumpster all day long, they’re now doing our bidding. They’re cooking, they’re cleaning, and they’re going to do what we say, when we say it. In fact, Joe, why don’t you show everyone the little surprise you offered us?”
Joe was still looking down at his plate when he pulled something up from under the table. He placed a yellow prescription bottle on the table. The name and contact info were blacked out with sharpie, but the rest of the label was visible.
“Joe, be a sport and tell us what’s in that bottle?” Sam said in a mocking tone.
Joe looked at the label name. “Tadalafil, 20mg.” A couple sets of ears perked up at the name, but for the most part everyone was confused.
“And what exactly is that?” Sam asked. As Joe paused before answering, Mari was busy bringing the food to the table. She purposely put the bacon and sausage in front of Morgana and Aislinn, the vegetarians.
“It’s an erectile disfunction medication. It’s the generic version of Cialis.” Joe said sheepishly. He wanted people to think he was ashamed of even having this. It’s not that he didn’t need any assistance in getting hard in these situations, but when a lot of fucking was planned for a weekend, it helped to have a little pick-me-up.
“Cialis.” Sam said, turning to everyone at the table. “You know, we had a lot of fun yesterday. And by fun, I mean we fucked so much that one has to ask, how do we top that? I know that some of you are so tuckered out that this might be too much for you. Well, don’t worry your pretty little heads. With our little yellow friends here, all of us guys will have a much easier time getting hard. Not that these lovely ladies will need any help in getting us harder than wrought iron.” Sam rested his hand on Bianca’s tit and squeezed as he said the last part. “So, everyone is going to take one of these. Everyone, even the women. It does have some benefits for you. After that, we’ll talk about the first thing that pops up. And we have Joe to thank for today’s activities. Thanks Joe.” Sam leaned down and kissed Bianca on the neck.
“Everyone get some breakfast and take your vitamins.” Bubbles said. She was the only person wearing any clothes. At some point while getting Drew showered, she grabbed a pair of his gym shorts and was now wearing those. They looked ridiculous on her, coming down well past her knees, almost looking like capri pants on her. The rest of the guys were still in their masks while the hostages were all still naked, except for their handcuffs. “After breakfast, everyone gets a little screentime, but you have to earn these benefits. I think everyone knows what that means. So dig in.”
Mari poured water from a pitcher into everyone’s glass, and put a pot of coffee in the middle of the table. Breakfast was scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. She put a healthy portion on everyone’s plate, doubling up on the meat for the vegetarians. She had a sadistic smile on her face as she did so.
The logistics of eating with cuffed hands proved a little too much, so a compromise was made. Everyone would have their right hands uncuffed for eating while the other cuff was attached to the chair. Any funny business, and people get hurt. That made eating and drinking much easier. Any attempts at small talk were shut down right away. Everyone scarfed down their food, except for Morgana and Aislinn. They sat there for a moment.
Aislinn was a vegan and absolutely hated meat. Unlike her sister Morgana, Aislinn was very strict for the most part. She didn’t even like eating bread because of the yeast, but would make exceptions here and there. As she looked at her plate, the only thing that wasn’t made from or with animals was the bread, and that’s only because she grabbed a couple slices before Mari could butter all of them. She saw Mari catch her doing this, and had a bad feeling going forward. Still, water and coffee and bread was better than nothing.
Morgana meanwhile was feeling weird. For the last few days she’s woken up sick to her stomach, and the only thing that calmed her down was eating. Normally, looking at bacon and sausage on her plate would make her queasy, but for once it seemed to help. A little voice in her mind nearly screamed at her, saying ‘eat it.’ She couldn’t believe what she was doing, but she grabbed the bacon and took a bite. It…wasn’t bad. It was actually pretty good. She nibbled on the bacon and eggs, and had a little more of the toast before calling it. She knew she’d probably regret this later on, but at this point it was about survival. She told herself that if they made it through this, she would go vegan for a while to cleanse her body.
As breakfast was winding down, the invaders had some for themselves. Breakfast wasn’t as formal as any other meal, but it was still a good chance to fuel up. JC was especially hungry, having subsisted for the last few days on mostly coffee and meal bars, except for the two meals here yesterday.
While everyone was eating, the phones were brought back out. Bianca immediately texted Sophie while Drew sent a text to ‘Charles’ saying he wouldn’t be able to talk for the rest of the day. Morgana and Aislinn each made use of their limited and supervised screen sessions, while Tommy and James just screwed around on their phones. Apparently they both had pretty decent streaks going on Wordle. It only took James three tries to get the word of the day, saint, while Tommy took 4. Of course, they didn’t say anything of this to anyone else, otherwise it might raise suspicions.
During the meal and screentime session, everyone was given a little more water and one of Joe’s little yellow friends. The men weren’t none too subtle about making sure Drew swallowed his. They checked with James and Tommy, but those two didn’t have a problem taking the pill. The women also took the little pills, but they weren’t sure what they would do to them. During her screentime, Bianca looked up the pills on the table to make sure they were what these men said they were, and not some crazy shit like cyanide or horse dewormer. Morgana was the most concerned at the table about taking this stuff. She had woken up sick each of the last few days. Since having the IUD removed almost two months ago, she still hasn’t had her period. The doctor said it could take a couple months for it to start back up, but she was approaching two months and nothing. Meanwhile, this sickness in the morning every day was kicking her ass and now she just found herself craving meat for the first time in who knows how many years. It feels like forever ago that her and Drew were talking about what to do if her period didn’t show up this weekend and they would pick up a pregnancy test back home. Now, she could only hope that she’d make it home, and if by some chance she was pregnant, that it survived this weekend.
Almost everyone ate everything they were given, with Aislinn being the lone exception. As Mari came over to clear the table, Sam spoke up.
“Aislinn, what’s the matter? Don’t like Mari’s cooking.” Aislinn looked down, afraid of saying anything. He walked over and ran his finger under her chin, then pulled her face up to look at him. “Look at me when I’m talking to you. Don’t you like her cooking?”
“I-I’m a vegan, sir. I don’t eat meat.” Aislinn struggled to find her voice.
“What do you mean, you ate a lot of meat last night, right boys?” Sam laughed, joined in by the other guys and even Bubbles. “So, you don’t eat meat and you’re wasting perfectly good food?” Sam said. Aislinn didn’t say anything. The last of the plates were cleaned off of the table as Sam looked to Steve. “Dave, uncuff Aislinn here.” Steve walked over and uncuffed Aislinn’s left hand from the cuffs connected to the chair. Before she could register how bad this could get, Sam grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her to her feet. She stood, just to keep her hair from getting pulled out. “Pick two.” Sam said. Aislinn struggled for a moment, confused on the question.
“What?” She said fearfully.
“Pick two people in this room.” Sam looked at her with a very harsh look. “Pick two, or I’ll pick 5.”
“Tommy and Drew.” They were the first names that came to her mind. She didn’t know what she was picking or why, but she had a bad feeling it would involve her and rape.
“Good choice.” Sam said, holding Aislinn in place. He shifted his gaze to Steve. “Uncuff Drew and Tommy. And Morgy, too.” Steve did as Sam asked. JC stepped into a better position, while Bubbles went to the living room to grab Tommy’s camera from last night, returning with a fresh memory card and battery. She didn’t know what Sam was planning, but had a feeling it was going to be sexy. “Mari, come over here.” Sam said.
“Yes, sir?” Mari acted meekly, standing off to the side.
“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking. Picky eaters need to be punished. She picked two names, Drew and Tommy. Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with. Which one do you want?” Sam said. Mari smiled. She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.
“I’ll take Tommy.” Mari said with a mischievous smile.
“Good. Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?” Sam turned to Joe.
“Yes sir.” Joe replied.
“Good. Go grab that and move it over here. Set it up facing the table. Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end. Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end. Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”
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To Be Continued...
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Joe and Mari turn heel, and it's a new game for everyone involved
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Chapter 74(nosex)
It was a little after 7AM, and Mari was the first one to wake up in the main bedroom. This felt like sleeping in for her. She’d become an early riser because of her kids, making sure they were up for school. It’s very hard to sleep in when a toddler or preschooler is using your stomach as a crash pad. In a way, this weekend was very relaxing for her, especially now that it was Sunday. According to the plan, this was the day her and Joe would ‘turn heel’ and join Sam’s crew. That also meant she’d have to do the cooking and chores most likely, but that was a small price to pay to hurt those Aussie cunts. She looked forward to making Morgana pay for everything she did yesterday. She felt herself getting aroused at the soon-to-come carnage as she showered and prepared for the morning.
Mari was met by JC as he woke up. He needed some sleep, and a solid 7 or 8 hours felt glorious for him. After a quick stop in the bathroom, they figured out the rest of the plan as the rest of the crew woke up over the next hour. Sam, Steve, and Joe had their little adventures during the night, so they had to be woken up. Bubbles eventually got up, but kept asking for ‘5 more minutes.’ Once everyone was awake, they worked on the plan for the morning. Mari would get breakfast and coffee ready, Joe would initially sit at the table with one of the guys down there for appearances. Bubbles and Sam would get Morgana and Drew up and showered, then get them downstairs. After that, they’d grab Bianca. Steve and JC would get the guys down in the theater, then Aislinn. Everyone should get a shower, albeit a quick one just to clean themselves off. Joe would already be downstairs, sitting in his chair like a good boy. Once everyone was secured, that’s when the news of the heel turn would be made. After that the guys would demand proof, and Joe would tell Mari to do something. They’d play it by ear. Joe mentioned that he had something for them in his luggage, hidden away. After breakfast, they’d probably have a little bit of group activity before breaking up and taking people to different rooms, or splitting the party up.
Steve and JC entered the theater, finding the guys right where they left them, bound and gagged to the bed. Both men were asleep, but Tommy stirred first when he heard the door. After a little back and forth, JC took Tommy to the spare bathroom where he did his morning routine, using a fresh toothbrush and toothpaste found in the bathroom drawer. Even though it’s a cabin in the woods, the cabin is still a resort hotel with amenities. While Tommy finished up, James woke up, then did the same routine. Though it was good to get the gags out of their mouths for a little, they still had to play along and were brought upstairs for breakfast.
Up on the top floor, Bubbles and Sam woke up Morgana and Drew. They released Morgana from the bed and took her to the bathroom, listening to her mewl the entire time. After watching her go to the bathroom and brush her teeth, they shoved her into the shower and turned the water on. Bubbles told Morgana she had 10 minutes, and that’s it. As she sat in the water, Bubbles started a countdown while Sam dragged Drew into the bathroom at the 5 minute mark. He also had the indignity of having to do his morning routine with a crowd. Morgana eventually scrubbed herself as best as she could while shampooing her hair. Who knows when she’d get a chance to do this again? It wasn’t easy trying to wash her hair with her hands cuffed, but she did as good a job as possible. After the ten minutes were up, it was Drew’s turn to clean himself. Morgana dried off and was led downstairs by Bubbles, followed a few minutes later by Sam leading Drew down the steps.
After taking the men upstairs, JC and Steve came back down to get Aislinn ready for the day. They were none too gentle with her, threatening her and slapping her around to get her into the shower. The middle of the night rape crushed her, and she was barely hanging on as it was. After a few minutes, the men held her down in the shower and washed her as much as they could, turning the water on its highest pressure setting as they attempted to shampoo her hair. When that task was over, they dried her off and brought her upstairs, bound and gagged.
That left Bianca. Bubbles was able to get her to take care of herself while Sam stood guard in the dining room. Bianca was able to behave herself much better than Aislinn, and only took a few small comments to get her to follow in line. When she walked out of her room, what she saw confused her.
In the kitchen, Mari was already making breakfast, brewing coffee and cooking up all of the eggs and bacon they had. Making breakfast was easy for her and something she enjoyed doing. Only difference here was that she was doing it in the nude, except for an apron that read “Kiss the Cook” and had the Lake Hiawatha Resorts logo emblazoned on it. Around the table sat Tommy, James, Morgana, and Aislinn. Joe was there too, but she noticed that he wasn’t wearing his handcuffs anymore. Neither was Mari for that matter. Instead, she was smiling as she cooked, making enough food for a platoon. Scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, even some home fries were being piled into bowls. Bianca made a step to the kitchen, but Bubbles stopped her.
“No, go sit down.”
Bianca was confused, and all of her hunches told her this was bad. When she sat down across from Joe, he was staring down at his empty plate, not making any eye contact. He was also the only one at the table not wearing a gag until the skinny guard, the one that brutalized her yesterday, came around and undid everyone’s gags. It was when Mari brought the first bowl of food over that she saw Joe’s right hand, and his right hand only, reach for the coffee in front of him. Her mind raced, putting the implications of that detail to work. If Joe wasn’t wearing handcuffs, and Mari was cooking, that could only mean one thing.
Joe and Mari were now working with the invaders.
It didn’t take long for her suspicions to be confirmed. The chubby man, wearing the same mask from yesterday and nothing else, spoke up.
“Hope everyone has a good breakfast today, because you’ll need all of your energy. It’s going to be a long day again. Since Tommy was oh so kind enough yesterday to let everyone know that no one is planning to come over and that you guys have the house until tomorrow morning, that means we get another day to get to know each other. And you know what we found out about two of you? Go on, guess.” Sam looked over everyone at the table. They were still gagged for the most part, but even those that weren’t didn’t want to talk. “We found out that two of you would do ANYTHING we asked, if meant that we didn’t hurt them. So Joseph and Mari here, they begged us to not hurt them. They pleaded with us to not hurt them. They even offered us a ride out of here when this is all said and done. And you know what? We took them up on that offer.” Sam looked around the table, letting that part sink in. “So, in exchange for us not beating the shit out of Joe any more, and not using Mari as a worthless cum dumpster all day long, they’re now doing our bidding. They’re cooking, they’re cleaning, and they’re going to do what we say, when we say it. In fact, Joe, why don’t you show everyone the little surprise you offered us?”
Joe was still looking down at his plate when he pulled something up from under the table. He placed a yellow prescription bottle on the table. The name and contact info were blacked out with sharpie, but the rest of the label was visible.
“Joe, be a sport and tell us what’s in that bottle?” Sam said in a mocking tone.
Joe looked at the label name. “Tadalafil, 20mg.” A couple sets of ears perked up at the name, but for the most part everyone was confused.
“And what exactly is that?” Sam asked. As Joe paused before answering, Mari was busy bringing the food to the table. She purposely put the bacon and sausage in front of Morgana and Aislinn, the vegetarians.
“It’s an erectile disfunction medication. It’s the generic version of Cialis.” Joe said sheepishly. He wanted people to think he was ashamed of even having this. It’s not that he didn’t need any assistance in getting hard in these situations, but when a lot of fucking was planned for a weekend, it helped to have a little pick-me-up.
“Cialis.” Sam said, turning to everyone at the table. “You know, we had a lot of fun yesterday. And by fun, I mean we fucked so much that one has to ask, how do we top that? I know that some of you are so tuckered out that this might be too much for you. Well, don’t worry your pretty little heads. With our little yellow friends here, all of us guys will have a much easier time getting hard. Not that these lovely ladies will need any help in getting us harder than wrought iron.” Sam rested his hand on Bianca’s tit and squeezed as he said the last part. “So, everyone is going to take one of these. Everyone, even the women. It does have some benefits for you. After that, we’ll talk about the first thing that pops up. And we have Joe to thank for today’s activities. Thanks Joe.” Sam leaned down and kissed Bianca on the neck.
“Everyone get some breakfast and take your vitamins.” Bubbles said. She was the only person wearing any clothes. At some point while getting Drew showered, she grabbed a pair of his gym shorts and was now wearing those. They looked ridiculous on her, coming down well past her knees, almost looking like capri pants on her. The rest of the guys were still in their masks while the hostages were all still naked, except for their handcuffs. “After breakfast, everyone gets a little screentime, but you have to earn these benefits. I think everyone knows what that means. So dig in.”
Mari poured water from a pitcher into everyone’s glass, and put a pot of coffee in the middle of the table. Breakfast was scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toast. She put a healthy portion on everyone’s plate, doubling up on the meat for the vegetarians. She had a sadistic smile on her face as she did so.
The logistics of eating with cuffed hands proved a little too much, so a compromise was made. Everyone would have their right hands uncuffed for eating while the other cuff was attached to the chair. Any funny business, and people get hurt. That made eating and drinking much easier. Any attempts at small talk were shut down right away. Everyone scarfed down their food, except for Morgana and Aislinn. They sat there for a moment.
Aislinn was a vegan and absolutely hated meat. Unlike her sister Morgana, Aislinn was very strict for the most part. She didn’t even like eating bread because of the yeast, but would make exceptions here and there. As she looked at her plate, the only thing that wasn’t made from or with animals was the bread, and that’s only because she grabbed a couple slices before Mari could butter all of them. She saw Mari catch her doing this, and had a bad feeling going forward. Still, water and coffee and bread was better than nothing.
Morgana meanwhile was feeling weird. For the last few days she’s woken up sick to her stomach, and the only thing that calmed her down was eating. Normally, looking at bacon and sausage on her plate would make her queasy, but for once it seemed to help. A little voice in her mind nearly screamed at her, saying ‘eat it.’ She couldn’t believe what she was doing, but she grabbed the bacon and took a bite. It…wasn’t bad. It was actually pretty good. She nibbled on the bacon and eggs, and had a little more of the toast before calling it. She knew she’d probably regret this later on, but at this point it was about survival. She told herself that if they made it through this, she would go vegan for a while to cleanse her body.
As breakfast was winding down, the invaders had some for themselves. Breakfast wasn’t as formal as any other meal, but it was still a good chance to fuel up. JC was especially hungry, having subsisted for the last few days on mostly coffee and meal bars, except for the two meals here yesterday.
While everyone was eating, the phones were brought back out. Bianca immediately texted Sophie while Drew sent a text to ‘Charles’ saying he wouldn’t be able to talk for the rest of the day. Morgana and Aislinn each made use of their limited and supervised screen sessions, while Tommy and James just screwed around on their phones. Apparently they both had pretty decent streaks going on Wordle. It only took James three tries to get the word of the day, saint, while Tommy took 4. Of course, they didn’t say anything of this to anyone else, otherwise it might raise suspicions.
During the meal and screentime session, everyone was given a little more water and one of Joe’s little yellow friends. The men weren’t none too subtle about making sure Drew swallowed his. They checked with James and Tommy, but those two didn’t have a problem taking the pill. The women also took the little pills, but they weren’t sure what they would do to them. During her screentime, Bianca looked up the pills on the table to make sure they were what these men said they were, and not some crazy shit like cyanide or horse dewormer. Morgana was the most concerned at the table about taking this stuff. She had woken up sick each of the last few days. Since having the IUD removed almost two months ago, she still hasn’t had her period. The doctor said it could take a couple months for it to start back up, but she was approaching two months and nothing. Meanwhile, this sickness in the morning every day was kicking her ass and now she just found herself craving meat for the first time in who knows how many years. It feels like forever ago that her and Drew were talking about what to do if her period didn’t show up this weekend and they would pick up a pregnancy test back home. Now, she could only hope that she’d make it home, and if by some chance she was pregnant, that it survived this weekend.
Almost everyone ate everything they were given, with Aislinn being the lone exception. As Mari came over to clear the table, Sam spoke up.
“Aislinn, what’s the matter? Don’t like Mari’s cooking.” Aislinn looked down, afraid of saying anything. He walked over and ran his finger under her chin, then pulled her face up to look at him. “Look at me when I’m talking to you. Don’t you like her cooking?”
“I-I’m a vegan, sir. I don’t eat meat.” Aislinn struggled to find her voice.
“What do you mean, you ate a lot of meat last night, right boys?” Sam laughed, joined in by the other guys and even Bubbles. “So, you don’t eat meat and you’re wasting perfectly good food?” Sam said. Aislinn didn’t say anything. The last of the plates were cleaned off of the table as Sam looked to Steve. “Dave, uncuff Aislinn here.” Steve walked over and uncuffed Aislinn’s left hand from the cuffs connected to the chair. Before she could register how bad this could get, Sam grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her to her feet. She stood, just to keep her hair from getting pulled out. “Pick two.” Sam said. Aislinn struggled for a moment, confused on the question.
“What?” She said fearfully.
“Pick two people in this room.” Sam looked at her with a very harsh look. “Pick two, or I’ll pick 5.”
“Tommy and Drew.” They were the first names that came to her mind. She didn’t know what she was picking or why, but she had a bad feeling it would involve her and rape.
“Good choice.” Sam said, holding Aislinn in place. He shifted his gaze to Steve. “Uncuff Drew and Tommy. And Morgy, too.” Steve did as Sam asked. JC stepped into a better position, while Bubbles went to the living room to grab Tommy’s camera from last night, returning with a fresh memory card and battery. She didn’t know what Sam was planning, but had a feeling it was going to be sexy. “Mari, come over here.” Sam said.
“Yes, sir?” Mari acted meekly, standing off to the side.
“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking. Picky eaters need to be punished. She picked two names, Drew and Tommy. Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with. Which one do you want?” Sam said. Mari smiled. She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.
“I’ll take Tommy.” Mari said with a mischievous smile.
“Good. Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?” Sam turned to Joe.
“Yes sir.” Joe replied.
“Good. Go grab that and move it over here. Set it up facing the table. Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end. Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end. Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”
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Re: Pharma
Chapter Tags: MF,MF,ncon
Content Warnings: Choices backfiring
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Aislinn gets punished for being a picky eater...
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Chapter 75(MF,MF,ncon)
“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking. Picky eaters need to be punished. She picked two names, Drew and Tommy. Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with. Which one do you want?” Sam said. Mari smiled. She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.
“I’ll take Tommy.” Mari said with a mischievous smile.
“Good. Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?” Sam turned to Joe.
“Yes sir.” Joe replied.
“Good. Go grab that and move it over here. Set it up facing the table. Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end. Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end. Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”
Drew and Tommy stood there confused, while Aislinn was on the verge of tears. ‘This couldn’t be happening’ she thought, but the last day in this hellhole told her it was true. Joe walked off to the far edge of the room and came back with the camera they used yesterday for the action by the couch and a bottle of lube the group stashed over there. He handed the lube to Sam, who took it over to Mari.
“Here…” He said as he handed the bottle to Mari. Mari climbed onto one end of the table as Sam turned to Tommy. “You, get over here, you got a job to do.” Before Tommy could stand up, Sam turned his attention to Drew. “Drew, you have one minute to get up and get Aislinn on the table or I swear to God everyone in this room will fuck her, Morgana, and you in the ass until you comply. Got it?”
Drew hesitated for a moment, but the memories of that Asian girl fucking him with the strap-on yesterday flashed in his mind and he didn’t want to relive that. He stood up, mouthed “I’m sorry” to his wife and her sister, then grabbed Aislinn around the shoulder. She knew what was coming.
“Get going. Shnell, shnell, didimow, dididmow!” Sam said as the Aussies made their way to the end of the recently cleared table. Aislinn laid on top of it, her hips near the edge. Drew wasn’t sure what to do next. Well, he knew the sex part very well, it’s just that he never actively participated in a rape before, let alone of someone he cared about. He leaned down and kissed her a couple times, if just to get everyone out of his head. Morgana had climbed up onto the table as commanded and watched as her husband kissed her sister. A moment later, Drew started fingering Aislinn in a half-assed attempt to get her wet. She was going to have to have a talk with them. Well, both she’s.
On the other side of the table, Mari was already on the table, legs spread, and waiting for Tommy. She didn’t have to wait long as the younger man approached her. As he made his way between her legs, she wrapped her legs around the skinny man and guided him into her, the lube helping him ease in.
“Fuck me, you stud. Fuck me like I was that skinny bitch or her cunt of a sister. Fuck me like those whores.” Mari didn’t hold back on the swearing, and Tommy didn’t hold back as he fucked her, either. Mari moaned and cried almost the whole time. If anyone didn’t know any better, she was doing this to hurt Morgana.
It was working. Between Mari screaming her head off while fucking her lover Tommy and watching her husband about to fuck her sister, Morgana was seething. And she wasn’t sure which one she should be more mad at. She should be mad at her husband for at least not putting up more of a fight, but she knew the position he was in. She should be mad at Aislinn, but there’s no way she could have known what they would do to her for not eating meat. She knows she should be mad at those sick fucks for doing this to them, but right now she was focused on survival. No, the one she was really mad at was Mari. That cunt and her husband joined forces with their rapists, like some turncoats or hostages with Helsinki Syndrome, and not only are they taking part in these vile, lewd events, they’re enjoying themselves. And Mari was adding insult to injury by calling her out.
If they made it through this weekend and she ever saw her in public…. Morgana shook her head to push away the thought of beating that bitch to death with her own sex toys. Right now she was trying to focus on the task at hand, holding her sister down on the table while her husband fucks her.
For his part, Drew didn’t have too much of a problem focusing on Aislinn’s body. There’s a part of him that always wanted to screw her, but knew that was never going to be an option. She’d become a little sister to him. And here he was, kissing her body and fingering her pussy in a vain attempt to at least make her next impending rape a little less miserable. He bent over her body, lining his cock up with her entrance and pushed in. Aislinn whimpered a little as Drew fell into a rhythm.
At the other end of the table, Mari was screaming like a porn star. It’s not like Tommy wasn’t giving her a good fucking, but it certainly wasn’t like how she was portraying it. The whole time, Mari kept egging Tommy on, begging him to fuck her like she was Morgana or Aislinn. When he looked up from Mari’s swaying tits, he saw the anger on Morgana’s face. That’s when he knew what she was doing.
Steve and JC stayed back, watching things progress. Sam directed traffic while Joe filmed after he and and his wife ‘turned heel.’ James sat next to Bianca, both with a front row seat of the action. Bubbles sauntered around, taking in the view from every angle.
Aislinn did her best to try to push everything out of her mind, but Mari’s screaming and yelling kept bringing her back in to the dining room and her brother-in-law Drew fucking her. At some point, probably 10 or 15 minutes into the sex, she resigned herself to this predicament. She had to admit that Drew was pretty good, a generous lover. She could see why Morgy loved him so. This was dick worth putting a ring on. As she lay there enjoying the moment, trying to make the best of a bad situation, she felt that tingling in her loins as her breath shortened and her body started to quiver. She was on the edge of an orgasm. Drew leaning down and kissing her was enough to push her over. Aislinn screamed into Drew’s mouth as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
There weren’t many moments in life where Morgana felt jealously or hatred, especially for her baby sister. She knew the situation they were in, that these monsters would continue to do unspeakable things to them. But still, the fact that her sister came from being fucked by her husband while she held onto her, that broke her somewhere she didn’t know. A flood of thoughts went through her mind as she saw her sister lay under Drew, panting as he kept on pumping into her. He wasn’t done, which seemed to hurt Morgana even more. She knew that he could keep going if he wanted too, or cum in a few minutes when the mood struck him. In this case, he kept fucking her, and Aislinn’s body kept responding in kind. Then there was Tommy and Mari. That bloated whore was screaming like a porn slut, just to get a rise out of her. She knew it, he knew it, everyone paying attention knew it, but there wasn’t much they could do about it now.
Tommy kept fucking Mari as she moaned and screamed. He wasn’t into this much noise normally but was letting himself go with this. He knew he was getting close, and tried to think of where he should cum. It didn’t take him long to decide on pulling out. He just wanted to last a little longer than Drew. He started thinking about the lineup of the 1997 Chicago Bulls when he heard another series of moans come from across the table.
It was Aislinn. She was cumming again, and this time Drew didn’t cover her mouth as she moaned as she came. Instead, it looked like Drew was busy trying to hold out just long enough. As the skinny brunette came, the man on top of her jerked and rattled as his pumping came to a violent end, followed by grunting and gasping as he fired his seed deep into his sister-in-law’s womb. As Drew laid there for a moment, he looked up at his wife, who sat on the table next to them. Her face was cast in a mix of anger, sadness, and despair. Anger because the two closest people to her in the world shared something so intimate with each other and right in front of her, sadness because of the anger she felt, and despair at wondering what else was in store.
Tommy took this momentary distraction to do what he wanted to do since he started fucking Mari, cum on her tits. He pulled out of her pussy and with a few key strokes, aimed a healthy shot of cum onto her tits, belly, and even a spurt that made its way to her face. Tommy stood there for a moment. Before he could walk away, Sam spoke up.
“Very nice, very nice indeed. Boys, stay where you are. Morgy, you’re the older sister, right?” Sam asked. Morgana nodded before meekly saying “Yes.” “Good, so you’re used to cleaning up her messes. Well clean up her mess. Come on down from that table and kneel here on the floor. Go on, go.” Morgana hesitated for a brief moment, then climbed down off of the table and kneeled on the hardwood floor. “Drew, Tommy, make your way over here.” The two men walked over, stopping on either side of Morgana. After a little hand movement from Sam, the two shifted their position and stood in front of the naked blonde kneeling on the floor. “Morgy, clean the men up. Go give each man a good ol’ tongue bath of their cocks. And if they get or stay hard during this, keep going until they’re done. Now, Bianca, go over to Mari and lick up Tommy’s mess. Aislinn, go help her.”
Bianca was hoping that they’d forget she was there, but her luck only went so far. She looked around before she stood up, taking account of where everyone was in the room, and who was armed. As much as she thought about escape, she knew it was a terrible idea and just resigned herself to being a human splooge sock. She walked over to the end of the table where Mari laid and took in the scene. She remembered last night and their forced lesbian sessions as she pushed that out of her mind and made her way between Mari’s legs and began licking Tommy’s cum off of her. About 30 seconds later, she noticed someone standing next to her. It was Aislinn.
Joe was walking around still filming when he gave a quick head nod to Sam, sure that no one who shouldn’t would see it. Sam acknowledged it, then spoke up.
“So, Joe, you said you and your wife would do anything we said, as long as we didn’t hurt you anymore, right?” Sam said.
Joe nodded. “Yes sir.”
“Well, give that camera to NotDave.” Joe pretended to not know that Sam was referring to JC. “That’s the skinny guy. Right there.” Joe walked over to JC and gave him the camera. “Now, Bianca’s going to finish up cleaning your wife, then the two of you are going to fuck the shit out of Aislinn. Whatever you two want to do to her for the next half hour, she’s all yours. Don’t break anything or scar her up, but you two can take her over to the mattress or take her right here on the table and do with her as you please.” Joe tried to hide his excitement, and did a fairly good job. Mari, not so much. She needed to learn to act better. Aislinn was terrified. At least Drew was kind and loving. Sam continued. “Remember, we’re filming this, so if we don’t think you’re all-in, we’ll fuck you up six ways from Sunday and leave your bodies in the woods for the bears. Got it?”
“Got it.” Joe said. Before JC could even get the camera focused on Joe, he already was halfway across the dining room and grabbing Aislinn by her arm. Mari had pushed Bianca away, who was now licking on her belly, trying to get the last of Tommy’s spunk off of her.
“30 minutes starts now.” With that, Joe and Mari’s time with Aislinn began. Across the room, Morgana couldn’t do anything to help, as she had her husband and her lover’s cocks in her face.
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To Be Continued...
Content Warnings: Choices backfiring
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Aislinn gets punished for being a picky eater...
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Chapter 75(MF,MF,ncon)
“Aislinn doesn’t like your cooking. Picky eaters need to be punished. She picked two names, Drew and Tommy. Since it was your cooking that she insulted, you get to pick one of them for you to spend some time with. Which one do you want?” Sam said. Mari smiled. She’d wanted to fuck Tommy since she saw him when he first walked in, and the thought of watching Drew fuck his sister-in-law in front of his wife was too much to ignore.
“I’ll take Tommy.” Mari said with a mischievous smile.
“Good. Joe, that’s your camera over there in the living room?” Sam turned to Joe.
“Yes sir.” Joe replied.
“Good. Go grab that and move it over here. Set it up facing the table. Mari, you’ll fuck Tommy over on that end. Drew, you’ll fuck Aislinn on this end. Morgana, hold your sister down while hubby fucks her.”
Drew and Tommy stood there confused, while Aislinn was on the verge of tears. ‘This couldn’t be happening’ she thought, but the last day in this hellhole told her it was true. Joe walked off to the far edge of the room and came back with the camera they used yesterday for the action by the couch and a bottle of lube the group stashed over there. He handed the lube to Sam, who took it over to Mari.
“Here…” He said as he handed the bottle to Mari. Mari climbed onto one end of the table as Sam turned to Tommy. “You, get over here, you got a job to do.” Before Tommy could stand up, Sam turned his attention to Drew. “Drew, you have one minute to get up and get Aislinn on the table or I swear to God everyone in this room will fuck her, Morgana, and you in the ass until you comply. Got it?”
Drew hesitated for a moment, but the memories of that Asian girl fucking him with the strap-on yesterday flashed in his mind and he didn’t want to relive that. He stood up, mouthed “I’m sorry” to his wife and her sister, then grabbed Aislinn around the shoulder. She knew what was coming.
“Get going. Shnell, shnell, didimow, dididmow!” Sam said as the Aussies made their way to the end of the recently cleared table. Aislinn laid on top of it, her hips near the edge. Drew wasn’t sure what to do next. Well, he knew the sex part very well, it’s just that he never actively participated in a rape before, let alone of someone he cared about. He leaned down and kissed her a couple times, if just to get everyone out of his head. Morgana had climbed up onto the table as commanded and watched as her husband kissed her sister. A moment later, Drew started fingering Aislinn in a half-assed attempt to get her wet. She was going to have to have a talk with them. Well, both she’s.
On the other side of the table, Mari was already on the table, legs spread, and waiting for Tommy. She didn’t have to wait long as the younger man approached her. As he made his way between her legs, she wrapped her legs around the skinny man and guided him into her, the lube helping him ease in.
“Fuck me, you stud. Fuck me like I was that skinny bitch or her cunt of a sister. Fuck me like those whores.” Mari didn’t hold back on the swearing, and Tommy didn’t hold back as he fucked her, either. Mari moaned and cried almost the whole time. If anyone didn’t know any better, she was doing this to hurt Morgana.
It was working. Between Mari screaming her head off while fucking her lover Tommy and watching her husband about to fuck her sister, Morgana was seething. And she wasn’t sure which one she should be more mad at. She should be mad at her husband for at least not putting up more of a fight, but she knew the position he was in. She should be mad at Aislinn, but there’s no way she could have known what they would do to her for not eating meat. She knows she should be mad at those sick fucks for doing this to them, but right now she was focused on survival. No, the one she was really mad at was Mari. That cunt and her husband joined forces with their rapists, like some turncoats or hostages with Helsinki Syndrome, and not only are they taking part in these vile, lewd events, they’re enjoying themselves. And Mari was adding insult to injury by calling her out.
If they made it through this weekend and she ever saw her in public…. Morgana shook her head to push away the thought of beating that bitch to death with her own sex toys. Right now she was trying to focus on the task at hand, holding her sister down on the table while her husband fucks her.
For his part, Drew didn’t have too much of a problem focusing on Aislinn’s body. There’s a part of him that always wanted to screw her, but knew that was never going to be an option. She’d become a little sister to him. And here he was, kissing her body and fingering her pussy in a vain attempt to at least make her next impending rape a little less miserable. He bent over her body, lining his cock up with her entrance and pushed in. Aislinn whimpered a little as Drew fell into a rhythm.
At the other end of the table, Mari was screaming like a porn star. It’s not like Tommy wasn’t giving her a good fucking, but it certainly wasn’t like how she was portraying it. The whole time, Mari kept egging Tommy on, begging him to fuck her like she was Morgana or Aislinn. When he looked up from Mari’s swaying tits, he saw the anger on Morgana’s face. That’s when he knew what she was doing.
Steve and JC stayed back, watching things progress. Sam directed traffic while Joe filmed after he and and his wife ‘turned heel.’ James sat next to Bianca, both with a front row seat of the action. Bubbles sauntered around, taking in the view from every angle.
Aislinn did her best to try to push everything out of her mind, but Mari’s screaming and yelling kept bringing her back in to the dining room and her brother-in-law Drew fucking her. At some point, probably 10 or 15 minutes into the sex, she resigned herself to this predicament. She had to admit that Drew was pretty good, a generous lover. She could see why Morgy loved him so. This was dick worth putting a ring on. As she lay there enjoying the moment, trying to make the best of a bad situation, she felt that tingling in her loins as her breath shortened and her body started to quiver. She was on the edge of an orgasm. Drew leaning down and kissing her was enough to push her over. Aislinn screamed into Drew’s mouth as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
There weren’t many moments in life where Morgana felt jealously or hatred, especially for her baby sister. She knew the situation they were in, that these monsters would continue to do unspeakable things to them. But still, the fact that her sister came from being fucked by her husband while she held onto her, that broke her somewhere she didn’t know. A flood of thoughts went through her mind as she saw her sister lay under Drew, panting as he kept on pumping into her. He wasn’t done, which seemed to hurt Morgana even more. She knew that he could keep going if he wanted too, or cum in a few minutes when the mood struck him. In this case, he kept fucking her, and Aislinn’s body kept responding in kind. Then there was Tommy and Mari. That bloated whore was screaming like a porn slut, just to get a rise out of her. She knew it, he knew it, everyone paying attention knew it, but there wasn’t much they could do about it now.
Tommy kept fucking Mari as she moaned and screamed. He wasn’t into this much noise normally but was letting himself go with this. He knew he was getting close, and tried to think of where he should cum. It didn’t take him long to decide on pulling out. He just wanted to last a little longer than Drew. He started thinking about the lineup of the 1997 Chicago Bulls when he heard another series of moans come from across the table.
It was Aislinn. She was cumming again, and this time Drew didn’t cover her mouth as she moaned as she came. Instead, it looked like Drew was busy trying to hold out just long enough. As the skinny brunette came, the man on top of her jerked and rattled as his pumping came to a violent end, followed by grunting and gasping as he fired his seed deep into his sister-in-law’s womb. As Drew laid there for a moment, he looked up at his wife, who sat on the table next to them. Her face was cast in a mix of anger, sadness, and despair. Anger because the two closest people to her in the world shared something so intimate with each other and right in front of her, sadness because of the anger she felt, and despair at wondering what else was in store.
Tommy took this momentary distraction to do what he wanted to do since he started fucking Mari, cum on her tits. He pulled out of her pussy and with a few key strokes, aimed a healthy shot of cum onto her tits, belly, and even a spurt that made its way to her face. Tommy stood there for a moment. Before he could walk away, Sam spoke up.
“Very nice, very nice indeed. Boys, stay where you are. Morgy, you’re the older sister, right?” Sam asked. Morgana nodded before meekly saying “Yes.” “Good, so you’re used to cleaning up her messes. Well clean up her mess. Come on down from that table and kneel here on the floor. Go on, go.” Morgana hesitated for a brief moment, then climbed down off of the table and kneeled on the hardwood floor. “Drew, Tommy, make your way over here.” The two men walked over, stopping on either side of Morgana. After a little hand movement from Sam, the two shifted their position and stood in front of the naked blonde kneeling on the floor. “Morgy, clean the men up. Go give each man a good ol’ tongue bath of their cocks. And if they get or stay hard during this, keep going until they’re done. Now, Bianca, go over to Mari and lick up Tommy’s mess. Aislinn, go help her.”
Bianca was hoping that they’d forget she was there, but her luck only went so far. She looked around before she stood up, taking account of where everyone was in the room, and who was armed. As much as she thought about escape, she knew it was a terrible idea and just resigned herself to being a human splooge sock. She walked over to the end of the table where Mari laid and took in the scene. She remembered last night and their forced lesbian sessions as she pushed that out of her mind and made her way between Mari’s legs and began licking Tommy’s cum off of her. About 30 seconds later, she noticed someone standing next to her. It was Aislinn.
Joe was walking around still filming when he gave a quick head nod to Sam, sure that no one who shouldn’t would see it. Sam acknowledged it, then spoke up.
“So, Joe, you said you and your wife would do anything we said, as long as we didn’t hurt you anymore, right?” Sam said.
Joe nodded. “Yes sir.”
“Well, give that camera to NotDave.” Joe pretended to not know that Sam was referring to JC. “That’s the skinny guy. Right there.” Joe walked over to JC and gave him the camera. “Now, Bianca’s going to finish up cleaning your wife, then the two of you are going to fuck the shit out of Aislinn. Whatever you two want to do to her for the next half hour, she’s all yours. Don’t break anything or scar her up, but you two can take her over to the mattress or take her right here on the table and do with her as you please.” Joe tried to hide his excitement, and did a fairly good job. Mari, not so much. She needed to learn to act better. Aislinn was terrified. At least Drew was kind and loving. Sam continued. “Remember, we’re filming this, so if we don’t think you’re all-in, we’ll fuck you up six ways from Sunday and leave your bodies in the woods for the bears. Got it?”
“Got it.” Joe said. Before JC could even get the camera focused on Joe, he already was halfway across the dining room and grabbing Aislinn by her arm. Mari had pushed Bianca away, who was now licking on her belly, trying to get the last of Tommy’s spunk off of her.
“30 minutes starts now.” With that, Joe and Mari’s time with Aislinn began. Across the room, Morgana couldn’t do anything to help, as she had her husband and her lover’s cocks in her face.
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To Be Continued...
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Re: Pharma
Looks like you have switched to rapid fire in your publication.
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I want to get my backlog published before the end of summer, preferably this month. I'm just debating whether or not I should finish posting Pharma then do Lake Hiawatha, or pause before I get to some major spoilers for LH and get that posted then get the rest done. I've got like 2 or 3 chapters before I get to that point.Shocker wrote: Fri Jul 03, 2026 1:56 am Looks like you have switched to rapid fire in your publication.
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