The Club of Chester County: New Membership and Teagan and Aly

[peterfrisk]

I didn’t want to interfere in your work so I refrained from giving you that idea… I agree that Teagan and/or Aly shouldn’t be any main characters in a continuation. Would’ve been a bit strange if the club visited them again. Would probably go against their rules and the way they operate (I would imagine). Was just curious…

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: MMF, oral, anal, nc
Content Warnings: After a quick break, the attack continues...
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Aly tests out a new skill...
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Next to Incest (Teagan and Aly)



“Good. Now get on your knees.” Aly froze for a moment, a look of pure disbelief crossing her face. “Bitch, what did I fucking say? On your fucking knees.”

She collapsed to the ground, kneeling between her step-brother’s legs.

“You were a little busy when my friend explained the rules to Teagan, so let me repeat them. You’re going to blow Blaine. You are going to get your brother hard and give him the best blowjob of his life. Because while you’re doing that, one of my other friends will be fucking you as hard as he can. If you get Blaine to cum before my friend does, you win. If you don’t, then you have to fuck yourself on Blaine’s cock until he cums.” Aly started to cry again. Sam laughed a little, then continued. “You’ve got the advantage here. He’s so coked out he probably can’t feel his dick so you might have all night to get Blaine to cum.” Sam caught Joe out of the corner of his eye and went to talk to him. Joe spoke to him barely above a whisper.

“New idea. Big guy and I are gonna fuck Teagan at the same time while that’s going on. When we’re done, Aly’s still going on Blaine, break it up and give her a new option. We’ll have the girls fool around with each other while we figure out the last of night.”

Sam smiled, then went back to Aly with Ray and Blaine.

“Ok sweetie, I’ll give you one minute before my friend beats your pussy...”

“PUSSY AND ASS!” Ray said, using his outside voice.

“60 seconds starting now.” Sam looked at his watch. Aly was a mess, tears flowing down her cheeks. Ray grabbed a bottle of lube from his bag.

“45 seconds.” Aly still didn’t move from her crying. She tried reaching out her hand to Blaine’s dick, but just couldn’t do it. She placed her head in her hands, still crying, when Blaine made some noises from under his gag.

“30 seconds. If you don’t start, it’s going to get real bad for your and your friend.” That shook Aly just enough. She reached her hands out tentatively to Blaine’s lap and grabbed his cock. It was the biggest she had ever handled, and she had to use both hands to stroke it.

“15 seconds.” Aly stuck her tongue out and licked the head of Blaine’s cock. She stroked, and licked, and stroked some more, until his cock stiffened to the full 10 inches.

“Time is up.”

“OH YEAH!” Ray yelled out like a mix of the Macho Man and Rick Sanchez. He kneeled behind Aly and lathered his dick with lube. Aly placed her mouth over Blaine’s cock. Ray lined up his cock with Aly’s pussy and pushed in. She screamed on her step-brother’s dick. Ray got a couple more thrusts in before Aly got her composure and started giving Blaine head.

Over on the main couch, Joe grabbed Teagan by the waist and lifted the lithe young woman into the air. He held her there for a moment before dropping her down on Steve’s lap. Steve grabbed Teagan and fingered her roughly while Joe grabbed the lube. Teagan sobbed as she was manhandled so roughly. Joe squeezed out the lube on Teagan’s ass and smeared it onto her pussy.

“Good enough for me.” Steve said as he used the lube to ease his entry into Teagan’s twat. He was fully inserted into her after a few strokes and was slowly getting a rhythm as Joe stepped in behind Teagan. Joe smeared more of the lube on his dick and around Teagan’s asshole. He pushed into her anus with his finger. She winced.

“I hope it was worth it, freeing your friend.” Joe leaned over and whispered in her ear, right as he lined up his cock with her puckered asshole and pushed in.

“AAAHHH! OW OW OW!” Joe pushed in further as Steve grabbed Teagan’s head with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Her eyes went wide as she struggled to breathe and from the pain of being raped in the ass.

After a moment, Joe was inside of Teagan’s ass.

“God, you are so fucking tight. Much tighter than your pussy. I could stay here all day.” Joe said, taunting Teagan as he started pushing in and out of her ass. Steve resumed fucking her pussy.

Back over at Blaine’s couch, Aly was working on a good rhythm and was getting into sucking his dick. Ray was pounding away at her pussy like a madman, but he was so coked out he couldn’t feel anything. That also meant he had no skill at this point, either. Aly focused as much as she could on Blaine’s cock, licking and sucking as much of it as she could get in her mouth while cupping his balls.

“ASS TIME BITCHES!” Ray screamed as he pulled out of Aly’s pussy and tried to dive straight into her ass. He wasn’t very well coordinated and kept stabbing at her asshole with his dick. Aly cringed each time he tried to get in. Sam, who was recording everything, squirted some lube over Aly’s ass to help Ray. Joe made a mental note, no more cocaine for Ray.

Eventually Ray got his dick inside of Aly’s ass. Ray’s cock was the smallest of the three she’s had today. It was average length, but skinnier. Then again, he was also old and coked out, maybe that played a part?

While Ray was fucking her ass, Aly stopped crying and found a reserve of strength she didn’t know she had. She wasn’t going to fuck Blaine after this old monster fucked her. She was going to win.

Aly clamped down with her mouth, put herself in a position to get a better angle on Blaine’s cock, and tried something on him that she’s only done a couple times, and not on anything this big.

Aly started deep throating Blaine.

She sucked his dick like a pro. She slobbered up and down his shaft, sucked the underside of his dickhead, and tried to get the whole thing in her mouth at once. 7 inches. 8 inches. 9 inches. Aly hovered at the 9-inch mark for a minute, working Blaine into a frenzy.

Blaine has had more than a few blowjobs in his life. Some willing, some not. One problem he’s always had was getting a woman to get his whole cock in her mouth. Sure, he’d gotten a good blowjob now and then, but outside of some freaky bitch, he’s never gotten all of it in at once.

Until now. And by his step-sister no less. Holy shit, he had no idea what she could do. Hell, she probably had no idea what she could do until tonight.

Aly wasn’t stopping. She kept going, and going, and going. The coked-out old guy in her ass was more of an annoyance at this point. She just kept sucking on Blaine, using a technique that would make Jenna Haze proud.

Blaine’s legs tightened up, his toes curled and extended, and he let out a guttural scream as he came in Aly’s mouth. Aly pulled back a bit as he came but still has his dick in her mouth. Blaine shot jet after hot jet of cum into her mouth. She held still for a moment, thinking of her next move. From where she stood, she only had one option.

Aly swallowed as much as she could. A couple drops dribbled out, but for the most part, she swallowed all of it.

Blaine was glad he was already sitting down, otherwise he’d fall down following that orgasm. Ray slowed down when he saw this and, combined with him coming down a little bit, decided that he needed a little break. He pulled out of her ass and went to the empty couch on the other side of the room.

Joe was loving being inside the dancer’s ass. He loved the way she felt on his cock, the way she cried and grunted as she was fucked in both holes at once. He wanted to stay in her all night, but he knew he couldn’t last that long. The way she felt, she cried, and the way she looked trapped between him and Steve pushed him over the edge. Joe grabbed onto Teagan’s hips and with one last thrust, planted his seed all the way inside of her ass.

“Ahhh Fuck.” He held in place, doing everything he could to make sure that Teagan could feel every pulse and throb of his cock in her ass. He stayed in her for several seconds before pulling his dick out of her ass. Teagan sighed as she felt him leave her ass.

This was the first time all night that Steve was fucking one of these girls by himself, and he wanted to have his own fun. He grabbed Teagan by the waist and rolled her over, landing back first on the couch. He maintained penetration as he rolled over and proceeded to pound her. He wasn’t screwing her or making love, he was fucking her with all of his hate and anger he had.

“Fucking bitch, fucking whore, take that you fucking cunt!” Steve screamed at Teagan while she cried in pain with each thrust. Fortunately for her, he couldn’t keep that pace up, and within a couple minutes, he was ready to cum. Steve pulled out of Teagan’s pussy and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head to his cock. Her eyes went wide with fear.

“Open you whore, or I’ll fucking choke you!” Teagan opened her mouth as wide as she could go. Steve stuck his dick in her mouth and began to cum. She was too afraid to let any of it spill, so she tried to swallow as much as she could. He held her head in place as he came in her mouth. After a moment, he pulled out. Some of it dribbled on her chin and onto her chest. Steve stepped back and went to clean up. The guys were all either cleaning up or relaxing, except Sam who was still recording. Aly got up off of the floor and sat next to Teagan, consoling her this time.

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To Be Continued...

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: FF, oral, bdsm
Content Warnings: Forced lesbianism
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The guys make Teagan and Aly put on a show...
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Time for a Show (Teagan and Aly)



Joe looked at his watch. It was about 10:15PM. He grabbed two hard seltzers for the girls and gave them each one. “Here, drink up. Taking five. Enough time for a quick bowl. Anyone need to use the bathroom?” Joe was asking the girls mainly. They looked at each other, then at Joe. Teagan nodded first, then Aly. “Okay, one at a time. Teagan, you go with him, door open, no funny stuff. Aly, drink your drink and start this.” He passed Carmella, Blaine’s bowl, over to her along with the lighter. It was fully packed.

Joe directed Teagan to follow Sam to the bathroom. Sam had put the camera back and had grabbed his gun. Teagan walked out of the theater room and to the bathroom. She almost closed the door to the bathroom, but caught herself. It wasn’t before Sam stopped the door with the barrel of his pistol.

“Uh uh. You’ve been doing so good, don’t fuck up now.” Teagan sat on the toilet and pissed as fast as she could. Once she was done, she wiped and flushed. Sam escorted her back to the theater where it was Aly’s turn. They swapped roles, with Teagan taking the bowl and Aly taking a piss. Once Aly was back, the guys took turns. The rest sat and drank beers waiting for everyone to get back in the room. The girls were back on the couch. Joe made sure that most of the cameras were on them. Once he was sure, he called the guys over for a huddle.

“Here’s my idea. You.” Joe pointed to Ray. “Crack open another 8-ball and cut the girls a couple lines. You can have one line now, and more when we leave, but that’s it. These girls are gonna put on a show for us, then we’ll split up. Three of us will take Teagan, the other will take Aly and make her fuck Blaine. After that, we’ll take a quick timeout and go five-minute rounds. Then, those three put on a show of their own with another rounder. Bind, gag, hide phones, then leave. If we still got it, give’em a little going away present on their faces. Any questions?”

“Yeah,” Sam spoke up. “Rounds?”

“It’s like speed dating, but with your dick in a hole.”

“Ok. I’ve had Teagan’s mouth and pussy, and Aly’s ass. I’d like to finish out the cycle.” Sam said.

“I haven’t had Teagan at all yet.” Replied Ray.

“Both pussies, both mouths.” Steve said.

“I guess that puts me behind. I’ve had Teagan, nothing on Aly yet.” Joe said, then looked at his watch. “Ready, break.” Joe said with a laugh. The guys broke their huddle. Steve dragged the table back towards the couch. Ray grabbed a second 8-ball and started prepping it. Sam cleaned the empties away from the girls and grabbed Carmella and the lighter. Once Sam was out of frame, Joe made sure to get the girls’ attention.

“Ready to play a game?” Joe asked the girls. “Of course, you aren’t. Not yet. Here, have a taste first.” Joe motioned to the table where Ray had just finished cutting a couple skinny lines for the girls. Teagan went first, snorting her first line then clearing her nose. She handed the straw to Aly, who hesitated but went along. Both girls rubbed their noses as they started blinking rapidly and had a hard time relaxing. Ray had his line, then finished cutting the rest of the 8-ball.

“Ok ladies, ready to play?” Joe paused, but knew they weren’t going to answer. “The game is called ‘Who’s a better muff diver?” He let that hang in the air before continuing, just to make sure the girls heard him. They did. Their faces turned to a look of disgust.

“Here’s the rules. You girls will put on a show for us that will end with the two you in my favorite number, 69. You will then eat each other out. The winner is the girl that makes the other one cum twice. Both of you will cum, or it’ll get real bad for the loser. See, the loser will fuck 3 of us at once. The winner gets to choose which one of us will join in with you and the nigger over there.”

The girl’s faces showed fear and disgust. Teagan’s more disgust than fear, Aly’s the other way around. Joe stepped back out of camera view.

“We will give directions as needed, and if you don’t listen remember one thing: we’re the guys with the guns. Game starts...now!”

Aly and Teagan sat next to each other on the couch, with Aly on the left side of the couch. They looked at each other, tears forming for both of them. Aly spoke first, grabbing Teagan’s hands.

“I, I, I don’t want to hurt you, or get you hurt, but we don’t have a choice. If we don’t do this...”

“I know. I know. We don’t tell a soul what happens here tonight.” With that, Teagan leaned in and kissed Aly on the lips. Softly at first, then again. And again. The two girls pecked each other the lips a few times before Teagan kissed Aly’s right cheek and put her lips next to her ear.

“I’ll take the beating, you take Blaine and the win.” Teagan whispered to Aly, whose eyes went wide at that. Before she could say anything in response, Teagan’s mouth was back on Aly’s, this time going in for a deep French kiss.

The girls made out with each other for a couple minutes before going any further. Ray looked like he was going to call for them to hurry up, but Joe waved him off. Instead, he motioned for Ray to move the table back into the corner.

Aly made the first move during the makeout session and began rubbing Teagan’s breasts. She cupped and caressed the smaller breasts, gently stroking her nipples while still kissing her. Teagan mentioned before how sensitive her nipples could be, and tried to exploit that knowledge. Aly broke the kiss with Teagan and moved her way down her friend’s chest, kissing a step each way down until she landed on Teagan’s nipples. Aly licked and sucked them, drawing an intake of air from Teagan.

For her part, Teagan grabbed Aly’s hair and pulled her off of her breasts and planted another kiss on her. It was deep and primal, like she was letting herself go for a moment. As she was kissing Aly, she felt Aly’s hands caress her breasts and move all over her body. Back, legs, stomach, breasts, ass, all of it. Teagan broke off the kiss and moved her head down to Aly’s breasts. They were much bigger than hers, and it’s not like she gets a chance to play with them every day. Teagan took a handful of Aly’s tit meat in her hands played with them, kneading and licking and sucking on them.

That’s when Teagan felt Aly’s fingers on her pussy. She felt Aly’s right index finger on her labia, and then felt her feel around, looking for her entrance and her clit. She found both in damn near record time. There was no fumbling around like guys do.

Aly held Teagan in her left arm and pushed her down on the couch. Teagan kept sucking on Aly’s tits the whole way down, until she was on her back. Aly pulled Teagan off of her tits by her hair and led their mouths together. With her right hand, Aly was finger fucking Teagan with two fingers and using her thumb on her clit. Teagan’s breathing became quick and shallow as Aly continued her ministrations on her. It wouldn’t be long now.

That’s when Aly stopped. She broke off the kiss and removed her hand. Both girls had a look of longing on their face, but Aly knew she had to at least put a pause on things. Damn, she really wanted to continue, but couldn’t right now. She remembered what the leader said about the scoring on this game.

Aly climbed off of the couch, stood up, then kneeled over top of Teagan, with her pussy facing Teagan’s face. She leaned over, landing on her hands and knees, and slid herself up until they were in a 69 position. Teagan’s breathing was still quick, and Aly could smell Teagan’s juices just inches from her face. Aly spread Teagan’s legs as far as she had to, then started kissing and licking her best friend’s pussy. She was back to exciting Teagan. It didn’t take long before Aly found Teagan’s clit and licked it and sucked on it like a prize was going to come out of it. It didn’t take her more than a couple minutes before Teagan’s legs started shaking, her hands gripped down on Aly’s ass, and she buried her face into Aly’s twat to muffle the scream.

“OHHH FUCK OHHHHHHH MMHHMHMMMMHMHM.” Teagan’s orgasm was long and powerful, and belied a fact that she kept a secret from her friend. This wasn’t the first time she had sex with a woman.

It also showed another problem, which was illustrated when the leader spoke.

“The score is 1 to nothing, Aly. Aly has the advantage.”

Aly tried to figure out how to move forward. She needed to cum, and to cum before she made Teagan cum. Making Teagan cum again would be easy, and once Aly came she knew that Teagan would put in only as much effort as needed to make it a show for these monsters. The last couple steps were easy, it was getting the first part that was hard. She felt Teagan’s perfectly skinny fingers playing around with her labia and finally enter her pussy. Teagan finger fucked her as best as she could, but it wasn’t enough. For her part Aly put her head between Teagan’s legs and licked around her pussy and clit, not on it. This should buy them some time. Eventually, she felt Teagan’s tongue on her own clitoris. It felt amazing, and wonderful, and loving. It’s the perfect way to show another woman how much she loves her.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t doing the job. Aly loved how she felt, but that’s the problem. She loved it, she didn’t lust for it. At least right now. She was too worried about getting Teagan hurt.

“That’s it!” Aly screamed, not realizing she was thinking out loud. “Tea, slap my ass.” Teagan paused for a moment, not used to hearing Aly talk like this.

“Tea, listen to me and do what I say. Slap my ass.” Teagan slapped Aly’s ass weakly with her left hand.

“Harder!” Teagan tried harder, again with the left.

“HARDER!” Teagan moved hand positions and slapped Aly’s ass with her right hand.

“Again!” Teagan slapped again. Aly shuddered a bit.

“Keep slapping. Now find my clit and suck on it.” While keeping up the slapping, Teagan wrapped her mouth around Aly’s clit and sucked. Aly let out a moan.

“Keep going.” Teagan kept slapping and sucking.

“Fuck me, fuck my ass with your other hand.” Teagan took her left hand and shoved a finger into her ass, then tried to slide it back and forth. Her ass was a very tight fit. Aly moaned again.

“Bite down.” Teagan was stunned when she heard that last request.

“DO IT! BITE MY CLIT!” Aly’s command caught the lithe blonde off guard. Teagan bit down on Aly’s clit while slapping and finger fucking her ass.

That did it. Aly let out a scream and came all over Teagan’s face. She reared up and planted her twat on Teagan’s face, not letting up until she was done shaking. Teagan, meanwhile, had stopped spanking Aly for her to get off and was now slapping her ass for her to get off of her face. Shocked, Aly lifted her hips and went back into position with her mouth on Teagan’s twat.

“We’re all tied up at one. The next one to make the other cum wins.” Joe said. Aly wasn’t paying attention to what the guys were doing to the side, nor did she care. This was her time now. Aly licked away at Teagan’s cunt with deft strokes. She could feel Teagan lick her pussy, but there was little direction or control. She was doing it just to keep the guys from being worse to her later on.

She looked up and saw her step-brother Blaine. Aly assumed that he liked what he saw, considering the raging hard-on he had. A big part of her was reviled at what she saw and what was happening, but at the same time, she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t at least curious to know how he felt. Aly was finding out a lot about herself today. Hell, she just got off by telling her best friend to bite her clit and finger fuck her ass. Was she rationalizing her situation, or sliding down some slippery slope?

Speaking of slippery slopes, Aly went back to licking on Teagan’s clit. She took light, airy swipes at it with her tongue, even writing out ‘Aly was here, this is my favorite pussy’ on it. Which might be the most truthful thought to cross her mind throughout the night.

Aly was in a conundrum. She wanted to enjoy herself, at least a little. If she went too slow, the guys might do something horrible to both of them. If she went too fast, she would lose this opportunity. She knew she had to keep going and bring Teagan to a climax, but Aly wanted to stay here for a long time. At least here it was warm, safe, and no one was raping her ass.

Teagan’s body had other plans on how long Aly could stretch this out. Whatever she was doing between her legs, it was working. Teagan stopped her attempts at licking Aly’s vagina and grasped at Aly’s back and ass. Her fingernails dug into Aly’s ass as she felt her orgasm approach.

But Aly slowed down, teasing her friend. She stopped licking and sucking, alternating her technique every time Teagan was close to cumming. She’d bring Teagan to the edge, then stand back. She did this a good three times to her friend. “If you’re gonna get punished, let me rock your world first.” Aly said into Teagan’s twat. No one heard what she said except her. To the rest of the people, it was just mumbo jumbo.

Aly sucked and licked Teagan’s clit with everything she had, bringing Teagan to the largest orgasm she’s had all night, possibly in her life. Teagan shook, screamed, and moaned for damn near a minute straight, and was still so excitable that before Teagan completely recovered Aly kept licking, trying to coax another quick orgasm out of her before the guys called an end to the show.

It worked.

Aly brought Teagan to another climax almost immediately after. Once Teagan finished shaking, she was an exhausted mess. Aly dismounted from Teagan and rolled into a position on top of her, where they were facing each other. Before Teagan could say or do anything, Aly grabbed her friend by the hair and pulled her close for a deep, passionate kiss.

“Thank you.” Aly whispered in between kisses.

“No, thank you.” Teagan replied. Out of all the weed, booze, and coke, these last two orgasms got her the highest.

“Wow. Bravo, ladies, bravo.” Joe broke the mood by clapping. The other guys sat there, each of them sporting an erection. Joe walked closer to the girls.

“We’re all ready to go and Teagan here came so hard she doesn’t know what month it is. Aly, make your decision now so it’s a little easier for Teagan to take on three of us.”

Aly hated this choice, but at the same time it wasn’t a hard choice. Who would she pick out of these four to rape her again while she was forced to fuck her step-brother? There was the old coked-out guy who already raped her ass, mouth, and pussy. There was the big, mean guy who already fucked her face and pussy. The fat guy raped her ass. Then there was the leader. Not only hasn’t he been in her yet, but he doesn’t have some crazy large cock that will hurt her as much, and out of the four of them, he’s probably the cutest.

“You.” Aly said to Joe.

“Good choice.” Joe helped Aly off of the couch and walked over to Blaine. Steve grabbed Teagan and pulled her off of the couch and onto the floor.

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To Be Continued...

[LtBroccoli]

I didn’t want to interfere in your work so I refrained from giving you that idea… I agree that Teagan and/or Aly shouldn’t be any main characters in a continuation. Would’ve been a bit strange if the club visited them again. Would probably go against their rules and the way they operate (I would imagine). Was just curious…

You're right on the Club having rules about going back for seconds. It's strongly discouraged because it puts them all at risk, especially if it's done the same way again, i.e. a home invasion. Once could be explained away as bad luck, but twice is a coincidence.

So there are two main story ideas I had for bringing one or both of them back into the saga, and both were George stories. The first was one I sketched out on RU based off another story I had over there about a dentist using his office to knock out his patients so their fathers could have their ways with them. The story was next on my list before the first major UA crackdown took place. George comes out to a horse farm to investigate a call because a girl went in for her obgyn visit to get on birth control only to find out she was already had an IUD installed, but her doc didn't do it. The girl and her mom weren't sure what to do but one of her employees, Teagan, insisted they go to the cops. It's during the interview process that George takes a few minutes to talk to Teagan and sees how personally she took all of the stuff that happened to her young friend. She asks a few questions that George answers truthfully. Teagan refuses to go any further but George gives her his card and the card of his friend that's a therapist for SA victims. I'd have to rework the original story to get it work with the site's rules before I think about diving into this.

The second story is one that might still see the light of day and works with skipping the above story altogether. George, X, and another officer named Carly (soon to be introduced) visit a group therapy session for survivors. He has a few reasons, but one of them is to try to get a hold of a victim he lost contact with to let her know her attacker is coming up for parole. Teagan would be a member of the group, along with several other women that have been in my stories. A couple of them would be victims of the Club.

Again, who knows when I'll get around to those.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: MMF, MMMF, oral, anal
Content Warnings: The forced sex keeps on and on...
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Teagan takes on 3 guys while Aly has her own fun...
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Triple Team (Teagan and Aly)



“Good choice.” Joe helped Aly off of the couch and walked over to Blaine. Steve grabbed Teagan and pulled her off of the couch and onto the floor.

Teagan was shaken back to reality when she was thrown on top of Sam. She landed on the chubby guy, and he grabbed her around the waist. He moved her into position and easily slid his penis into her still wet pussy. Sam pumped into her a few times, enjoying how warm and smooth she felt. She was almost starting to tolerate his fucking when the old guy grabbed her by the hair.

“Open up.” Ray said, guiding her mouth onto his cock. Teagan sucked as best as she could in this position. This dick wasn’t as big or as bad as the taller guy.

That’s when she felt the lube being squirted onto her ass and spread around. She could feel the taller guy behind and above her. She felt him spread her asscheeks with his hand and line up his 8-inch cock with her asshole.

“Just, try to relax.” Steve said in a mocking tone. He grabbed her hips and started to push into her tight asshole. Steve grunted as he tried to push himself in deeper. Teagan’s eyes went wide and she cried on Ray’s cock.

“Keep sucking, bitch. Yeah, like that.” Now Ray was taunting her while thrusting his hips in and out of her mouth.

Over on the far couch, Joe led Aly over to Blaine and directed her to kneel between them.

“Since you won, you get to choose who starts where. Notice how I said starts, not finishes. That part is completely up to you, too. I’m going to set two timers. One for 1 minute, then one for 10 minutes. The 1-minute part is for you to get these dicks nice and wet and hard for you. You get me to cum before 10 minutes and you can ride the Porch Monkey however you want. If I don’t cum in 10 minutes, you’re spinning around and I’m switching holes. Got it?”

Aly nodded. She was handling things a lot better than earlier in the night.

“Good. Your 1-minute stars now.” Joe started the timer on his watch. Aly grabbed both cocks, Blaine’s in her right hand and Joe’s in her left. She stroked them both for moment, trying to come up with a plan. Blaine’s cock was huge, and starting off with that in her ass might really hurt. She could at least work up to that. She leaned over and put her mouth on Blaine’s cock, slobbering and licking his head. She didn’t enough time to get him off with her mouth again, so she was going to have to fuck her brother.

“Step-brother” she muttered onto Blaine’s cock in her mouth, but no one else heard it.

“45 seconds.” Aly took her head off of Blaine’s cock and placed it on Joe. This was a more manageable cock. His was more normal and didn’t look like it came off of the set of a porno movie. She was easily able to get it in her mouth and suck on it. She slobbered on it, trying to get it as wet as possible.

“30 seconds. Ah, fuck, you’re good at this.” Aly kept going on Joe’s cock while stroking Blaine’s. The faster she went, the sooner this could be over.

“15 seconds.” Aly went back to Blaine’s cock and licked it a few more times before bouncing her mouth back over to Joe.

“Time’s up. Pick a spot.” Aly kept her mouth on Joe’s dick for a moment, sucking a little harder than before. When she let go, Joe pulled back quickly.

“I know what you’re trying. Damn good effort, too. Get up and make a choice or I’ll make it for you.”

Aly stood up, pushing herself up using Blaine’s thighs. She looked him in the eyes, but couldn’t read his face. It was a mix of so many things at once.

She mounted Blaine, lining up her pussy with his cock, grabbing in and getting it inside of her, an inch at a time.

“OH, FUCK!” Aly hasn’t had a lot of cocks before, but this was definitely the largest. She did her best to get herself down on his dick and start riding it. This was the fullest she’s ever felt. At least for the next 10 minutes. It took her almost two minutes to get into position and start fucking herself on Blaine. It wasn’t until after she started a slow rhythm that she felt more lube squirted on her ass and Joe’s breath on her neck.

“I waited to start the clock. I want the full time in that nice, sweet ass of yours.” Joe spread the lube around her asshole and on his cock. He slowly pushed into her ass. She cringed when he did so, but it didn’t hurt as much as it did before.

The three of them worked themselves into a rhythm, with Aly and Joe doing most of the work, since Blaine was still tied to the couch. They kept this up for a couple minutes, letting the breathing and grunting fill the air.

Back on the floor, the action was heating up. Sam was trapped on the floor with his dick deep inside of Teagan’s pussy. Ray was helping himself to her mouth while Steve was fucking her ass with long strokes. Tears flowed down Teagan’s cheeks at the pain and humiliation she was feeling. The taller guy was an asshole who just wanted to hurt women, and right now that woman was her. She could feel her bowels stretch every time he plunged into her. The only thing that made him raping her ass bearable was that at his pace he wasn’t going to last long.

The humiliation came from knowing that everything that happened tonight was being recorded. She was reminded of that every time she looked to her right and saw the cameras. God, she had to look like the biggest fucking whore right now. Three men, all old enough to be her father or grandfather, were fucking her at once. At least Aly wasn’t in this position. Teagan had to admit to herself that she’s fantasized about this situation before, but never like this. It was always cute boys from school or some hot guys she saw around, but never like this.

Plus, Teagan told herself, she already got to fuck Blaine. She wouldn’t mind a second-round if forced to do so, but she didn’t want to be greedy. And the thought of eating out her best friend again didn’t sit well with her. Even being forced to do it didn’t sit right with her.

“Oh yeah, you fucking whore. Take my cock in your ass you slut!” The taller guy yelled. He yelled last time before he came. ‘God, I hope he’s close.’ Even with as much as her ass hurt, she just wanted him to get it over with. Fortunately for Teagan, it seems her prayers were answered.

“OHH SHIT OH FUCK OH SHITTT!” Steve yelled as he came deep inside of Teagan’s ass. She felt him fill her up, glad that at least this part was over. He pulled out of her ass with the gentleness of a kick to the head, yanking out of her ass in one stroke, with only his semen and some of the lube to ease his way out. Steve collapsed on the floor to catch his breath.

“I’m next in that ass.” Ray said, pulling out of Teagan’s mouth. She did her best to catch her breath as the old man moved behind her and, in one fell swoop, shoved his dick up her ass. There was no working up to it, no gentleness, no taking his time. He just saw her opening and plunged right in. To him, she was just another toy.

“You like being fucked in the ass? Yeah, you like it? We all saw how you came earlier.” Joe said in Aly’s ear as he pounded away at her ass. She didn’t respond, but the heavy breathing betrayed her. “The way you were telling her to fuck your ass and spank it so you could get off. Some kinky fucking shit right there. You know what’s even fucking kinkier?”

Aly moaned during the fucking. Joe’s watch alert chimed.

“Watching you take your brother’s big nigger dick up your ass.” Joe thrust a couple more times, then pulled out of Aly’s ass. Aly looked down Blaine’s face and kissed him once before dismounting. She squatted up and spun around so her back was now facing Blaine’s chest. She grabbed Blaine’s cock and stroked it.

“Wait.” Joe said, and grabbed the lube and one of the cameras. He squirted a healthy amount on the head of Blaine’s dick, then made sure he caught the action and Aly’s face on camera. “Ok, go.”
Aly stroked Blaine’s cock with her right hand while trying to keep balance with her left hand and her legs. She lined up his 10-inch cock with her asshole and pushed it into her, very slowly.

“Ooowww, owww.” Aly took a deep breath before continuing. She came down a little deeper, then had to stop about halfway to catch her breath. The pain was a little too much to keep going all in one stroke. Aly stopped, collected herself, then rose slowly. Then descended a little further. Then rose slowly, then descended again, further down. She now had 7 inches of his cock in her ass. Her tears of pain were subsiding and her cries were being replaced with...something else. 8 inches.

“Holy shit!” Joe exclaimed. This got Steve’s attention. After he cleaned himself off, Steve walked over to Joe and tapped him on the shoulder.

“I’ll take the camera.” Joe handed Steve the camera while he stroked himself watching Aly fuck her own ass on Blaine’s massive cock.

9 inches. She was moments away from bottoming out. Her breathing was becoming ragged and hurried. She waited a moment, enjoying how full she felt in this moment before she bottomed out on him.

Aly planted down and had all of Blaine’s cock in her ass. He was now firmly planted in her ass.

Blaine has fucked many bitches in his time, but he’s never, ever, had one get his whole cock in her ass before like this. Not semi-voluntarily, anyway. There were a couple bitches that he ass raped, but none ever took him like this. And it was his kid sister, too. He had no idea she was this much of a freak. Fuck, she probably had no idea she was this much of a freak.

Seeing this was very exciting for Joe. He was ready for her pussy, but one thing first.

Joe reached behind Blaine’s head and untied his gag. He pulled it out and put it beside him on the couch. “Don’t fucking scream or say shit, or this will get real bad.”

Blaine had no intention of saying or doing shit, but now that his mouth was free, he knew what he wanted to do, and so did Aly. She turned her head to Blaine and kissed him. A deep, passionate kiss. She gripped his hair with her hand and pulled him in closer to her.

Joe stepped in between the most inviting sight he’s seen in a long time. Aly’s plump little pussy was spread open, Blaine’s cock deep in her ass, and she was making out with him. Joe wasted no time and inserted his dick into her twat, bottoming out in one stroke. It took no time at all to find the right rhythm with Aly and Blaine. Joe fucked into Aly with abandon. He grabbed her left hand and guided it to her clit while he bent down to suck and bite on her nipples.

Back on the floor, Ray was fucking Teagan’s ass and Sam her cunt. The chubby man caught the older man’s attention.

“Ready to switch?”

“Yeah, sure.” Ray pulled out of Teagan’s ass and stood up. He didn’t wait for Teagan to get up on her own, instead he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up, removing her from Sam in the process. She looked worn out and defeated.

“Spin around.” Teagan did as the old man said and spun around, making sure not to trip over the fat man in the process. Once she was in position, he pushed her down onto the chubby man, who wasted no time grabbing her and positioning her so he could get his dick in her ass. He pushed it right in, with no care about how much it hurt her. Teagan screamed as her ass was violated yet again.

Ray grabbed Teagan’s legs and spread them apart. He spit on his hand and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed himself into her pussy with one shove. These men didn’t care at all about Teagan’s body, except how they could use it. He thrust away inside of her, using her like a glorified sex toy. Once again, fortunately for her, he didn’t last long. The session where he didn’t cum because of being coked-out was catching up with him, and Teagan was probably the hottest woman he’s been inside of in close to 25 years. After a couple minutes, his pace quickened and he let loose inside of her, dumping his old seed deep into her womb. He stayed inside her has he convulsed. After a minute, he eventually withdrew.

Teagan breathed a sigh of relief for just a moment. Two down, one to go, and it was the fat guy she’d been laying on for who knows how long. She wondered for a moment if he would go slow and take his time, or try to fuck her like a madman? Then, she wondered which was worse.

She didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Get on the couch, face down. Bend over the edge and look at the camera.” Teagan got up and went to the couch. Sam got up as soon as she was in position.

“Spead’em.” Teagan grabbed her asscheeks and spread them as far as she could. Sam knelt behind her and shoved his dick into her ass in stroke. She looked like she was punched in the gut. Sam then grabbed a fistful of her long, blonde hair and pulled back on it.

“OOOWWW, PLEASE, NO!” Teagan screamed as Sam pulled on her hair and fucked her ass as hard and as fast as he could. She kept crying and begging for him to stop, but that only got him harder and hotter. He covered her mouth with his free hand and kept pounding away, getting closer and closer to orgasm until...

“See your friend over there, fucking that nigger? THAT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU! THAT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU!” Sam screamed in Teagan’s ear right as he came in her ass. She could feel his dick pulse inside of her ass. The chubby man collapsed on top of her.

Teagan hated herself for what she endured but was starting to feel a little sick and jealous when she saw what was going on across the room. While she was just hate-fucked by three rapists in her mouth, ass, and pussy, Aly was making out with Blaine with his dick in her ass while the other man fucking her and she was playing with her clit. God dammit.

Eventually Sam extricated himself from Teagan’s ass and went to clean himself up. Him and the other guys sat back and enjoyed the show while Teagan watched and wept.

On the other side of the room, Aly was in a much better shape than Teagan. She had Blaine’s dick in her ass, the leader’s cock in her pussy, and was rubbing her clit like a woman possessed. Which, she sort of was possessed. She was lost in the moment of ecstasy with Blaine, with her step-brother, enjoying having his dick in her ass, and realizing that her body was betraying her into another orgasm but at this moment she didn’t care. Rationality had escaped her, and all that was left was the moment she was in. She found out a lot about herself tonight. She discovered she might be more of a lesbian than she thought before, she discovered that pain is so close to pleasure, and she discovered that having a hard dick up her ass brings her closer to an orgasm than she’s ever had from regular sex with a guy.

When the leader bit down on her left nipple, her breathing became panting. Her controlled motions went haywire, and her body entered into a full-blown shaking fit as she came harder than she had all night.

“AAHAAHHHHH OHHHH GOD OH GOD OH FUCK OH FUCK BLAINE OH FUUUCKK!” The sensations flooded through her body as she collapsed between the two men.

That wasn’t the only thing that flowed through her.

Blaine has had a lot of good fucks in his day, but it’s not every day he has a transcendent fuck that somehow crosses the line from physical enjoyment to ‘Did that just fucking happen?’ Hearing his little step-sister scream out his name with his cock buried balls deep in her ass was enough for him to cross the threshold and cum inside of her ass. He moaned and panted and screamed something unintelligible as he shot his sperm deep inside of her.

Joe lost control, witnessing one of the sexiest and most fucked up sites he’d ever seen. “Holy shit, holy shit OH FUCK HOLY SHIT!” Joe busted a nut deep into Aly’s womb, and fell on top of the pair. After a moment, he regained his composure and exited her, leaving a trail of his jizz on her leg, the couch, and a couple other spots. Aly held and caressed Blaine for a moment, kissing him tenderly. She whispered something to him, but all anyone could hear was his muffled reply “You too” before they kissed again.

Aly removed her step-brother from her ass and made her way to the couch next to Teagan and hugged her friend tightly. It was obvious that Teagan was the worse for wear at this point.
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To Be Continued...

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: MFF, MF, oral, anal
Content Warnings: Another round of debauchery in the theater room...
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Joe directs the girls and Blaine...
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Speed round (Teagan and Aly)


“Fuck, I need a drink after that.” Joe said as he went to the fridge and grabbed a few beers. The rest of the guys finished cleaning themselves and Steve handed the pack of baby wipes to the girls.

“Here.” Aly took them from him and pulled a couple out. She started by helping Teagan clean herself, then worked on her own body. Teagan looked like she’d been through hell. Aly wasn’t that much better off, but at least she was in a slightly better condition after the last half hour or so.

Joe came back the theater and handed his co-conspirators each a beer. When Sam took his, he left the room to drink it, asking Joe to come with him.

“You untied Blaine?” Sam spoke in a hushed voice.

“No, just the gag.” Joe responded.

“Why?”

“Cause watching him make out with his sister was really fucking sexy. And it was this or drive to Alabama.”

“Step-sister, Ok. Probably have to untie him from the couch before that. Especially if this show of yours is what I think it is.”

“Yep. And since it’s about 11:15, we don’t have a lot of time. One last round of bathroom breaks, then straight partying through to the end. You wanna a grab a couple more of those Whiteclaws for the girls? I’ll make sure Blaine doesn’t choke on a beer.”

“Got it.” Sam went to the fridge and grabbed the last two cans of hard seltzer. When he returned to the theater, he saw Ray dragging the table back to the middle and Joe was talking to Blaine.

“I should gag you again right now, but I won’t. Instead, you get to choose. Do you want a beer and a trip to the bathroom, or be gagged and be stuck here all night? Which is it?” Joe asked of Blaine, who hung his head in defeat as he answered.

“Beer and bathroom.”

“That’s a good boy. Remember, there’s four of us with guns.” Joe responded condescendingly. Steve handed Joe a knife, which he used to slice the zip tie holding him to the couch. The tie around his wrists was still in place. After closing the knife, Joe handed Blaine an opened beer. Blaine drank it in near record time.

Everyone ran through their bathroom breaks while Steve passed a bowl around and Ray had a generous line of coke ‘as a pick-me-up.’ Sam was mostly on bathroom guard duty until it came to Blaine’s turn, when Joe escorted him. He stood by the door while Blaine pissed. Before anyone could say anything, Joe pantomimed three actions.

Ssshh. Phone. Point to under bathroom sink.

Blaine nodded. He got the message. They would leave his phone under the sink when they left.

Joe escorted Blaine back to the theater room. The bowl was passing around the room and the girls each had another small line. The men were finishing their beers when Joe motioned for Blaine to sit where he’d been for most of the night. He then went back to the other guys for a huddle.

“How y’all feeling?”

“A little sore and tired, to be honest.” Steve replied. “But I can still go again.”

“Same.” Said Ray.

“Yep.” Sam concurred.

“It’s about 11:30 and starting to get late. I don’t want to be driving through suburbia after last call and grab some piggy’s attention. I’m gonna scrap the original idea of round robin, change it up. Is that cool?”

The guys looked at each other then back to Joe.

“We still got some time and are gonna have more fun, but I’ve got another idea. Blaine and the girls will put on a show. When he’s not working with one of them, we’re using them how we see fit. Deal?” Joe asked the crew.

“Okay, but there’s one thing I want to do before we leave?” Steve answered.

“What’s that?”

“I want to cum on those pretty faces.” As Steve said that, Sam and Ray nodded.

“That’ll be our going away present. After this little show we’ll tie them up together and give a little Japanese portrait to them. Now is there anything else we haven’t done?”

“I haven’t had Aly’s mouth or twat yet.” Sam said.

“I wouldn’t mind fucking that ass for a few minutes.” Steve added.

“Ok, I’ll work that in. Ready?”

“Break!” The other guys said jokingly. Joe walked over to the girls and Blaine. Sam checked to make sure the cameras were still working. At some point they were plugged in to a power strip, probably while he was on bathroom duty. Steve and Ray dragged the table back to the corner. Joe spoke up.

“Alright ladies, it’s time for one last game for the night. You see, you three are gonna play a little game I call Speed Round, and it goes like this. The three of you...” The girls looked at Blaine as Joe motioned to him.

“Yes, the three of you are gonna put on a show for us. We’re gonna call out a new position or act, and you’ll do it. It’s like Twister and Improv had a really sexy baby. We’re directing our own little porno here. We’ll call out the action, and you’ll do it. Every so often if you’re not involved in the action on the couch, you’ll be over with us on the casting couch, or we’ll pop over there. Every couple minutes we’ll call out something new. We’ll go ‘til I say stop. Got it?”

The girls nodded. Joe could tell from their body language that at this point, they just wanted this to be over.

“Good. When we’re done with this game, that’s it. We all go home. We leave you here, tied up, and we disappear. You won’t hear from us again, as long as Blaine gets us our fucking money. Clear?” Joe eyed Blaine.

“Clear.” Blaine said.

“Good. Why don’t you be a good boy and come sit between these pretty girls?” Joe motioned for Blaine to sit down on the couch between Aly and Teagan. He stood up and walked over, hands still bound. He waited a moment as Teagan and Aly split, Teagan going to the left end of the couch and Aly to the right.

“Excellent. This will be broken into three sections; foreplay, oral, and action. The foreplay round is 1 minute each, oral is 2 minutes, and the action sequences are 5. Got it? Good.” Joe sat down on the empty couch by the door and grabbed a phone, launching the timer app.

“Time starts now. Teagan, Blaine, kiss.”

Teagan froze for a second, unsure of what to do when Joe spoke up.

“Today, pretty. Or I’m gonna get mad.” Teagan leaned in and kissed Blaine, who kissed her back. He hesitated for a moment, but once he was able to get her attention, their kissing became deeper and deeper. Joe’s phone buzzed.

“Okay, Blaine and Aly, you’re up.” Blaine didn’t want to break off the kiss with Teagan, but he had no complaint about going to Aly. There was much less hesitation here. The step-siblings started making out right away. Whatever shame they had disappeared. Joe’s phone buzzed.

“Girls, kiss. Blaine watch.” Aly held on to Blaine for a few seconds longer before breaking off the kiss and leaning in to Teagan. Aly tenderly grabbed Teagan’s face and kissed her on the lips. A few more kisses and Teagan reciprocated. Soon, they were French kissing, their tongues dancing in each other’s mouth. Joe’s phone buzzed. He ignored it and let the girls keep going. Another minute and his phone buzzed again.

“Blaine, join in.” Blaine tried to join in on the two girls kissing, but it was awkward at first as he kept hitting their cheeks. They turned towards his mouth and tried to make room in their embrace. Joe’s phone buzzed.

“Blaine, drop down and play with Aly’s tits. Keep going girls.” Blaine did as told, backing out of the kiss and angling down to Aly’s C-cup breasts. He fondled and licked and sucked them as best as he could. Aly let out a soft moan when he bit her nipple. The phone buzzed.

“Blaine, switch to Teagan.” Blaine moved from Aly’s chest to Teagan’s where he sucked on her much smaller breasts. They were much more sensitive than Aly’s breasts. Teagan’s breathing became a little erratic as Blaine played with her small titties. The phone buzzed.

“Going to the oral round. Blaine, lean back. Girls, get him hard with your hands and mouths.” Blaine leaned back on the couch as the girls broke their embrace over top of him. They each sighed, knowing where this was going. They’d seen enough videos on PorhHub to know that this is the part of the video where the two girls kiss and lick the flaccid dick to full erection, and somehow make out on the head of the cock. They both bent down and placed a hand around Blaine’s penis. They both stroked, having to get into a matching rhythm. Once in sync, Blaine’s cock began to grow and each girl stuck out her tongue and licked his shaft up and down. They did this for what felt like an eternity until they met at his cockhead. They kissed both his dick and each other. The phone buzzed.

“Aly, suck his cock. Teagan, finger Aly and start eating her out.” Teagan shuddered when she heard those words. As much as she loved Aly, she was not a fan of eating pussy. Still, she did what she was told. Aly placed her head over the head of Blaine’s cock and went down on him. Blaine’s head flopped back on the couch and his eyes rolled into his head. Within a minute Aly was deep throating him again. Damn, she could suck a fucking dick.

While Aly was deep throating Blaine, Teagan moved in front of Aly and pushed her legs open. Aly spread them open as her friend pushed. Teagan began by rubbing the outer lips before slipping her fingers into her friend. She took her time fingering her friend before diving face first into her muff. Just as she touched Aly’s clit with her tongue, the phone buzzed.

“Teagan, keep going. Aly, get up.” It’s hard to tell a facial reaction when that face is buried in a pussy, but ‘DAMMIT’ would be it. Teagan kept licking at Aly’s clit, trying to both kill time and get her friend off. In less than a minute, Aly’s breathing picked up. A little later it became rough and ragged. The phone buzzed.

“Teagan, keep going. Blaine, make out with Aly and play with her tits.” Blaine leaned over and kissed Aly. She grabbed his head and pulled his mouth further into hers. Teagan kept licking Aly’s clit while Blaine grabbed Aly’s nipple and pinched hard. Aly broke off the kiss and grabbed Teagan by the hair.

“FFUUCCKK OOOHHH FUUUCCKKK.” Aly swore as she came yet again on her best friend’s face. As she was coming down from her orgasm, Sam sat next to Joe on the couch and whispered something in his ear. The phone buzzed.

“Blaine, lay back. Teagan, between his legs and suck his dick. Aly, come over here.” Teagan crawled over to between Blaine’s legs and took his 10-inch cock into her mouth, a little bit at a time. She licked and sucked the head as much as she could, but she was going through the motions compared to earlier in the night. Aly stood up off the main couch and walked over to Joe and Sam.

“Suck his dick.” Aly kneeled in front of the chubby guy and grabbed his cock. It was already erect from watching this display. She stroked it a couple times before putting it in her mouth. Aly did an impressive job on sucking Sam’s cock. The phone buzzed. Sam gave Joe a signal that implied ‘one more time.’

“Keep going.” Joe said. Aly changed up her technique, transitioning into a full deep-throat move on the chubby man. His dick was nowhere near as big as Blaine’s, so she was able to accomplish this with relative ease. Teagan kept blowing Blaine on the couch, more in a matter of passing time than trying to get him off. Sam’s breathing was getting ragged as Aly sucked him off. The phone buzzed, and Sam pushed her off of his dick.

“Teagan, keep going. Aly, go kiss her twat.” Aly got up off of her knees and walked back to the couch, stopping in front of Teagan. She spread the skinny blonde’s legs apart and put her face in her best friend’s pussy once again. Teagan sucked in some air as she felt Aly’s tongue on her clit.

Sam sat next to Joe, trying to regain his composure. “Holy shit, another two minutes...”

Teagan began to moan on Blaine’s cock as she felt Aly’s tongue going to town on her. She unconsciously spread her legs and slid her hips down the couch, giving Aly better access. Teagan pulled her mouth off of Blaine’s cock and let out a whimper, which turned into a moan, then a scream. “Aahhh FUUCK!” The phone buzzed. Joe reset the alarm to 5 minutes while Sam gave him a sign.

“Okay, now comes the action phase. Teagan, lay down on the couch. Blaine, mount her and fuck her, make it sexy. Aly, bend over the edge of the couch and play with Teagan.” The three of them got in position. Teagan looked up at Blaine and their eyes met. He leaned down and kissed her as he worked his 10-inch cock into her. She wrapped her hands around his torso while he balanced himself on his elbows and knees. Blaine started thrusting into Teagan with long, slow strokes, slowly getting himself completely inside of her.

Aly was bent over the edge of the couch when she saw the chubby man stand up and walk behind her. She lowered her head in resignation. There was no getting around it, and fighting it would only make things worse. She sat there, bent over as Sam crawled behind her and pushed his dick into her pussy. After a few strokes, he fucked her doggy style. He kept up a frantic pace for a couple minutes before slowing down to a slow, hard thrust. Aly gave no reaction to him, except to stifle a laugh when he started wincing and pulled out and yelled “OW, oww, my knee, my knee.” The chubby man staggered back over to the couch.

Blaine kept thrusting into Teagan, and they were in the middle of what looked like a serious love making session when the phone buzzed.

“Alright, hate to break up this little party, but time for something different. Teagan, get on all fours. Blaine, do her doggy. Aly, stay where you’re at.” Blaine and Teagan reluctantly broke off their kissing and he pulled out as much as he could in this position, getting up on his knees. The slender blonde dancer took a moment to look up at Blaine before extricating herself from his cock and climbing up on all fours. Once she did, Blaine lined his impressive cock up with her petite twat and began pushing in. It took a few thrusts, but he was able to get completely inside of her quickly. Once he had a good rhythm going, Blaine started fucking Teagan as best as he could. She started moaning as he filled her up with thrust after thrust.

Meanwhile, Steve got up and walked over to the couch behind Aly. Out of the four rapists, he was the one who scared her the most. Not only did he have the biggest dick out of them, but he was a mean and hurtful fuck. He fucked them like he was taking revenge against women.

And he was walking over, with a bottle of lube in his hand.

Aly’s heart skipped a beat as he crawled behind her and squirted the lube on her asshole. She hated what was happening, what was going to happen, and how she’ll react. Her body was beaten up and abused by this point, but she’d lost count of how many times she’d cum tonight, and the largest orgasms of her life happened with a dick in her ass. She hated how her body was betraying her tonight, and couldn’t believe that she was starting to go along with it, even as she heard the tall man say it.

“That’s right you little whore, spread those asscheeks for me.” Her own hands were spreading her ass apart this time, not him. Before she could do or say anything, or even pull her arms back, he pushed into her asshole and impaled her on his cock. A loud yelp escaped her mouth. Steve plowed into her ass with long, hard strokes. This was about as primal and as painful as he could make it. Steve grabbed her hair and pulled back. Aly screamed again, this time a little lower, closer to a moan.

Teagan was breathing heavily and moaning, occasionally letting an “Oh God” slip out. She started fuck Blaine back, trying to time it just right. She found the place where she wanted him to hit. “Right there, right there, right there, Oh God, do it, fuck me right there.” Blaine kept up the pace, hitting her G-Spot and sending her into another orgasm.

“OOOHHH GOD, YES, YES, I LOVE IT, YESS OH GOD OH I LOVE YOU OH GOD OH BLAAINEEE!!” Teagan’s body shuddered and shivered as she collapsed on the couch. Blaine stopped thrusting, unsure of what he heard. Aly’s head was pulled back, and tears started flowing from her eyes from the pain. Teagan regained her composure a little, but looked embarrassed, with a look of ‘Did I just say that?’ The phone buzzed.

“Well, that just fucking happened. Aly, stay where you are. Teagan, hand loverboy the lube so he can show you what his dick in your ass feels like.” Teagan froze, a look of horror on her face. ‘Oh my God, I did say that out loud.’ Teagan broke down and sobbed.

“Today, Teagan.” Joe said, putting some emphasis behind his words, but she was still too shocked to move. Blaine reached over and grabbed the lube from the couch cushion. He whispered something to her, which seemed to calm her down a bit.

Blaine squeezed a considerable amount of lube onto Teagan’s tiny little asshole. For the first time tonight, he felt guilty about what he was about to do. He’d dreamed of fucking her ass for years, but now that the opportunity arose, he felt conflicted. He sat there for a moment, afraid of hurting her any more.

“Hey, negro. Remember.” Joe said, as he held his gun in the air.

That was the motivation Blaine needed. He massaged Teagan’s tight little anus, smearing the lube all around it and then on his pecker. He lined it up and started to push in. “I’m sorry” is all he said as he tried to get his dick into her ass.

Teagan screamed in pain as he entered her further and further. Tears started to flow, from a combination of the pain in her ass and the embarrassment she felt for yelling out that she loved him just a minute ago. She reached for anything to grasp onto to pull away from the pain, but there was nothing. Suddenly, she felt Aly’s hands grab hers.

Aly’s reaction to having a large cock raping her ass was different than Teagan. It’s not so much that she was liking this woman-hating monster fucking her ass like she took his paycheck and spent it on shoes, but she felt something physical with all of the pain involved. As much as it hurt her to be fucked like this, like some piece of meat, she was enjoying it. She was once again on the brink of cumming, and if it wasn’t for her best friend being in so much pain, she would have done so by now.

That’s when she felt two things at once. The tall man in her ass was pulling on her brown hair with one hand and slapped her ass as hard as he could, just as Teagan squeezed her hands with all of her strength, almost breaking her fingers. The combination of factors was enough to push Aly over the edge yet again.

“Oh, oh, oh, ooohhhhhh fuuuuuckkk! Aahhhhhh!” Aly’s breathing grew short and shuddered as she came, her body convulsing around the tall man’s penis in her ass. She felt him slow his pace after and eventually pull out. But she didn’t feel him cum this time. Aly almost collapsed on the couch but the look on Teagan’s face nearly broke her heart. She pulled herself up as much as she could and kissed Teagan. Soft and tender kisses, with a genuine feeling of love in them.

Blaine tried his best to fuck Teagan’s ass, but damn she was tight. Even after every other guy fucking her every which way, she was still too tight for his dick. She was so tight it hurt him to keep trying. And if it hurt him, he knew it must be tormenting her. He continued thrusting into her with slow, short strokes. Enough to count as fucking her, but not so much that it hurt her.

Teagan was a wreck at this point. Aly was doing her best to help her calm down and get through the pain, and Blaine was trying not to hurt her any more than he had to. This felt like it was going on forever. ‘Did that asshole forget the clock?’, she thought to herself as the pain in her ass was almost too much for her bear. Eventually, it finally happened. The phone buzzed. ‘Thank fucking God.’

“Okay. Teagan, you’re done getting your ass fucked for the night. Aly, lay down on the couch on your back. Blaine, fuck Aly.” Teagan, just relax for a bit in front of the couch.” Blaine pulled his dick out of Teagan’s ass as quickly and painlessly as he could. She collapsed on the couch then rolled into a sitting position, pulling her legs into her chest. Aly climbed on the couch, kissing Blaine as he mounted her. Her pussy was still wet from cumming a couple minutes earlier, so he slid in without a problem. It didn’t take him long to start fucking his step-sister at full force. She showed tonight that she not only could take a full-bore fucking, but that she liked it. He was going to enjoy fucking her as long as he could.

Which wasn’t going to be too long.

Blaine’s breathing was getting short and shallow, his pace quickened, and he started talking.

“Oh shit baby, oh god damn, oh fuck. I’m about to cum baby.”

“Blaine, stop and pull out. Aly, on your knees next to Teagan.” Joe said, with more of an edge than before.

‘Dammit’ Blaine thought. Another few seconds and he was about to cum. Aly looked disappointed, too. Blaine pulled out of her, ready to bust a nut. Aly kneeled on the floor next to Teagan.

“Put your faces together.” Aly had seen enough porn to know where this was going. She sat next to Teagan and put her face next to her friend.

“Close your eyes, Tea.” Aly said to Teagan.

“Blaine, paint’em.” Blaine stood over the kneeling figures of Teagan and Aly and, stroking and aiming as best as could with his hands still bound, stroked his cock in front of their faces until he came.

“AHHHH.” Blaine coated them with blast after blast after blast of cum, all over their beautiful, tear-streaked faces. His semen was on their cheeks, on their foreheads, in their eyes, in their hair, everywhere. Blaine coated them like a glazed donut.

With his legs wobbly, he sat back down on the couch.

“Excellent, monkey. We’ll get you a banana before we leave. We’re about to wrap up the night. Girls, hug each other. Put your hands behind each other’s backs. Same with the feet.” The girls did as ordered and hugged each other. Teagan was still trying to recover from the latest sodomy when she felt Aly grab her and bring her close. Their hands were behind each other, as well as their feet.

Ray, the old man, walked over to them carrying zip ties. He zipped Teagan’s wrists first, then Aly’s.

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To Be Continued...

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: Msolo, facial, racism, bond
Content Warnings: It's 1AM, do you know where your Club members are?
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The guys clean up, and make a mess...
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Bound and Gagged, again (Teagan and Aly)



Ray, the old man, walked over to them carrying zip ties. He zipped Teagan’s wrists first, then Aly’s. The girls didn’t fight or complain at this point, they merely whimpered as the tight pieces of plastic bit into their wrists. He then grabbed each of Blaine’s legs and tied a zip tie around them, then a third one connecting them and a fourth connecting his hands to his legs. After Blaine was tied up, Ray pulled out a roll of clear packing tape and wrapped it several times around Blaine’s head, covering his mouth.

The girls were paying so much attention to Blaine getting tied up, they didn’t notice the chubby man come up to them until he was right next to them.

“Turn your faces this way.” Sam said to the girls, and what they saw was repellant. Sam was jerking off right over their faces.

“Open up, bitches.” Sam said as he furiously whacked off. Aly and Teagan, still covered in Blaine’s cum, opened their mouths, just in time for Sam to cum, shooting a blast of semen into Teagan’s mouth, another on Aly’s nose, and a third on their cheeks. After his orgasm, he wiped his dick with Teagan’s hair.

Just as soon as Sam was out of the way, Steve stepped up and took his spot, jerking his cock as hard as he could at the faces of the two girls.

“Yeah, you fucking whores, fucking wear this you fucking sluts!” With that, Steve erupted a load on them, starting with hitting both of their mouths and getting some in their eyes and hair. This time Steve used Aly’s hair to wipe the last of his cum off of his dick, then spit in her open mouth.

Ray was next, and he aimed right at their eyes, blasting jet after jet first at Teagan, then Aly, then back again until his last spurt dribbled out. Ray wiped his dick on Aly’s hair.

That left Joe. The girls could barely keep their eyes open at this point, for fear of having the salty semen get in their eyes with no chance of cleaning it.

“Tongue’s out, now.” The girls obeyed the leader, out of fear for what else he might do. Teagan and Aly stuck their tongues out, bumping into each other. Joe aimed and fired right at their open mouths, alternating back and forth between them. He deposited quite a load on and in their mouths.

“Swallow.” Both girls closed their mouths and swallowed as much of the white goo as they could. They kept their eyes closed, so they didn’t see what happened next, but they could swear they heard pictures being taken.

After cumming on them, Joe wiped his dick all over Teagan’s hair. He looked at his smartwatch. It was 12:37AM. The other guys were all taking pictures of these two beauties covered in cum, and made sure that every camera got a closeup. They were even able to unlock Teagan’s phone using facial recognition and took several pictures, making sure they didn’t end up in any shared family photo album. It was kind of a dick move to change her desktop pic from her holding her little Cairn Terrier to one of the pics of her covered in cum, but Joe got a kick out of it.

Then Joe had an idea. He took his phone and copied all of her contact info he could find. Number, name, emails, info for her favorite contacts, her social media profiles, and the like. He then added a dummy friend profile he used for stalking purposes. It looked like any generic teen girl, so unless she combed through all of her followers, she’d never find it. This way, he could keep an eye on her. After that, he sent her a virus from a disposable and anonymous email address to track her actions. It would look just like any other location app like Weather or Instagram.

He didn’t have the same luck with Aly’s phone, since hers had a thumbprint reader, and this would be too obvious. Joe made sure he was out of sight of the girls (who couldn’t see anything with all of the cum in their eyes), went over to Blaine and held the phone in front of him. Blaine hesitated for a moment, before typing in the passcode, 121212. Joe then pulled the same tricks with Aly and her phone, but he didn’t take any pictures with it. That would be too obvious. Instead, he texted Aly the pics from Teagan’s phone, and forwarded them to Blaine.

While Joe was playing tech support on the phones, the rest of the men were cleaning up. Ray had the last of the 8-ball they cracked open and grabbed one more for the road, leaving 2 behind. Steve and Sam cleaned themselves up and got dressed, then shut down the cameras and packed them up. Ray then followed suit.

The three of them had a bowl while they waited for Joe to get ready. He dressed as calmly and coolly as he could, considering that he probably committed no less than 48 felonies tonight and that they weren’t out of the woods yet. There was still the matter of tidying things up and making sure the girls didn’t scream bloody murder the moment they left.

“You guys, take a break and load up the ride. You, gimme your tape.” Steve and Sam put Carmella, Blaine’s personalized bowl, down and grabbed their bags, carrying them to the back door. Ray handed Joe his clear packing tape.

Joe looked around for something to gag them with, then found it. Their panties. He took Teagan’s panties, balled them up, wiped some of the dried cum off of Aly’s eyes, then shoved them in Aly’s mouth. He did the same with Teagan, taking Aly’s panties, wiping her eyes as best he could, then putting them in Teagan’s mouth. He then took the tape and wrapped it around both of the girl’s heads, one at a time.

They looked sad, pathetic, scared, and broken. Joe was getting turned on again, but he didn’t have time for another round. He snapped his fingers to make sure that he had theirs and Blaine’s attention.

“So, here’s the deal. We’re gonna leave soon. When we do, you’re gonna sit here and count to 100, slowly, before you try to escape or break free. We’re hiding your phones in the house, so no calling anyone for help to get you out. You’re resourceful people, you’ll figure this out. Now, this tape around your heads, it hurts like a bitch if you try to pull it off, but getting it wet with soap and water will make it real easy to work with. Of course, it’ll also wash away everything we left on you.”

Steve and Sam returned to the room. Joe tossed the tape over to Ray, who put it back in his bag and put it with the rest by the door.

“Don’t go calling the cops, ‘cause they won’t like how much cocaine you’ve got over there. There’s enough over there to put all of you away in prison for 5 years. We’d only get 3 for raping you. Isn’t that fucked up, that you’d spend more time in jail than we would? Don’t believe me, you can look it up tomorrow.”

“So remember, two weeks from now, Blaine pays us all he owes, or the video of tonight’s little party gets shared to everyone you know. By the way, did you know facial recognition works when covered in cum? Wanna see your new desktop?” Joe held the phone in front of Teagan, and it unlocked to show her face covered in the cum of 5 different men.

Teagan was trying her best to keep it together, but there was no stopping the tears at this point. She broke down right then and there. It might be hard to explain but her body being violated was one thing, but her phone? That’s just completely fucked up.

Joe locked her phone and handed hers, Aly’s, and Blaine’s to Steve. “Hide them.” Steve left the theater and walked up the stairway, then back downstairs. He went to the bathroom where he put the phones under the sink, like previously agreed to. He then took a piss. Ray, then Sam followed suit. Joe was last to go. The scene in the theater was not what he expected to see.

Sam was standing guard over the three captives. He had pulled out his gun, removed the mag, and slid three rounds out of it. He took each round, wiped it down with his shirt to remove any fingerprints, then placed one in front of each person. Everyone, even Blaine, freaked the fuck out when they saw him place a bullet next to them.

“I want you to keep these as a souvenir. Keep them to remember how horrible tonight was, and how much worse it could have been, and could still be. We know where you live, and if we feel any heat come on us, having the world see you three fucking on the web will be the least of your worries, is that clear?” Teagan and Aly nodded as best they could, and Blaine played along one last time and nodded. “Good.”

Ray and Steve had taken this time to pack up the truck. Sam and Joe gave one more look around the room to make sure they didn’t forget anything. Steve came back in and gave a thumbs up sign.

“So, we’re gonna leave soon. It’s a little after one in the morning, and most of your neighbors are asleep by now. Remember what I said about the tape, soap and hot water works real good on that. You can start counting to a hundred when that back-door closes.” Joe got close one more time to the girls and talked softly. “Don’t start until we leave. Got it?”

They nodded.

“Good. Now, remember. Blaine, you fucking deadbeat piece of gator bait, if you don’t get me my money in two weeks, everyone in the world will see you fucking your sister and her best friend. That’s 2 grand in 2 weeks.”

“22.” Sam said, catching Joe off guard. He turned to his friend for an explanation. Sam had a billfold out and pulled out two one-hundred-dollar bills.

“Twenty-two hundred.” Sam threw the two bills on the floor by the girls. “You owe us twenty-two hundred dollars now. Go get these bitches some Plan B in the morning. The world doesn’t need any more half breeds running around.” Everyone in the room was taken aback by that comment, even Joe. Sam walked out of the theater, trying to act like the biggest badass possible. For the crowd involved, it worked.

Joe turned to the captives one more time. “Two weeks, two thousand two hundred dollars, or we’ll tell the story of tonight. Don’t count until that door closes.”

Joe left the theater and headed to the basement door with Sam in tow. Before opening the door, Joe took several deep breaths to calm himself.

“Buddy, keep me calm during the drive. Make sure I don’t speed or do anything stupid. We’ve got a good drive ahead of us, don’t want to do something to get pulled over.” Joe asked, letting his tough guy character slip.

“Got it.” Sam patted Joe on the shoulder and they were out the door, closing it behind them. A moment later, they were in the truck. Ray and Steve were in the back seats, along with the bags. Sam climbed in the passenger seat while Joe sat in the driver’s seat. He started the truck.

“Right, Right on Hummingbird, Right on Cardinal. Once by the hospital, we can turn GPS back on and plot a course back to Sam’s place. Anything I need to know before I pull out?”

“Who pulled out?” Steve asked, getting a chuckle from the crew.

“You know how you said you wanted to know if I had any coke on me. Well, I’ve got some coke on me.” Joe turned around to look at Ray.

“How much?”

“I grabbed one of them. Left the other two behind. I’d take them all, but they were part of the deal.” Ray responded defensively. Joe turned back to the front and put the truck in drive. He drove slowly up the driveway and turned right. Joe muttered the directions to himself and drove below the speed limit.

“Once we turn off this street, masks off, undo the black jackets, try to get casual, not look like we just committed a ton of felonies.” Joe said from the front street.

“Got it.” Steve answered from the back.

Joe turned right on Hummingbird. Steve, Ray, and Sam all peeled off their masks. Joe waited until the next stop sign to remove his mask.

“Glad to finally get that fucking thing off.”

Sam held both his and Joe’s phone. He felt one of them vibrate. He checked his, nothing. He looked at Joe’s. There was a text from some unknown number. Joe noticed his watch buzz but wouldn’t dare remove his hand from the wheel.

“What’s it say?” Joe asked Sam, who was holding the phone.

“From some unknown number. ‘Avoid 219. DUI checkpoint mile south of hospital by beltway ramp, take alt route.’ Shit. There goes the easy way.”

“Fuck.” Joe tensed up a bit, trying to think of what to do.
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To Be Continued. There's still some story left...

[Shocker]

Wiping their dirty dicks on their hair is just evil, I fully approve. And you know my stance on panty gags. Full score

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: Nosex, story
Content Warnings: Murphy's Law
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Road signs don't necessarily mean the same as compass directions...
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Compass (Teagan and Aly)


“What’s it say?” Joe asked Sam, who was holding the phone.

“From some unknown number. ‘Avoid 219. DUI checkpoint mile south of hospital by beltway ramp, take alt route.’ Shit. There goes the easy way.”

“Fuck.” Joe tensed up a bit, trying to think of what to do.

“Gimme the guns and ammo, I’ll hide them in a bag. Ray, hide your stash in your stuff.” Steve told the crew, and they handed over their pistols and clips. Ray put his coke in his bag, and slid it under his seat.

“Three options.” Joe said, as he made a right hand turn onto Cardinal Drive. “We get out of this plan and drive through another housing plan, hoping we don’t get stuck in cul-de-sac Hell. We stop somewhere like the hospital or bar, and wait for this to blow over. Or we take our chances with the checkpoint. Turning GPS on this far away might look suspicious if we get caught, and going back the way we came will take us right into Johnny Law. Suggestions?”

“Keep going north and stop at a local bar. We have enough time before last call to have one drink. Plus, I don’t know the names of anything around here to bullshit my way through a checkpoint.” Ray said from the backseat.

“Agreed. If we go straight south we might get some questions we don’t want to answer. Besides, no one knows what we did, what we look like, or what our truck looks like. The only witnesses are still tied up. We’ve just got to play it cool.” Joe explained that this was a good idea as he turned right on 219 leaving the housing plan.

Right, heading North. They’ll go to the bar, have a pint, and wait for this all to blow over.

At least, that was the plan until they saw a sign a minute later that said “219 South” and another one 10 seconds later that said “DUI Checkpoint Ahead.”

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” Joe screamed at no one in particular. “FUCK, FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!” Joe looked for any side streets or driveways to turn down, but no luck. “Shit.”

“Who’s got a birthday soon? Anyone live around here?” Sam asked, looking for a thread to pull on.

“My son turned 25 last week. He had an apartment in Grosse Pointe a while back.” Ray said.

“Birthday works, but Grosse Pointe is a little far from here. Come up with a place nearby, guys.” Sam said, turning on the GPS on Joe’s phone. “219 runs through Sharpstown, right?”

“In like 20 miles through the woods, why?” Joe looked tense as he approached the lineup of cars stopped ahead of the checkpoint. Sam punched in an address in Sharpstown on the phone, and a route came up, showing to go straight.

“I have a place up there. Condo I rent out, but I live there. Ray, what’s your son’s name?”

“Derrick. We went to a birthday party for Derrick, he lives in Haden Falls. It’s on 219, right before Westchester Heights. You’re driving up to Sharpstown, I have a condo up there. It’s a rental between renters but has a hot tub and pool on the grounds.” Sam put Joe’s phone in his dash holder.

“Wipe your noses guys, especially you Ray.” The guys each did a quick wipe of their noses before moving up in line.

Joe was tense, but knew that any crazy moves here would make everything much, much worse. If he tried to run, the cops would peel out and catch him, like they were doing to someone behind him who tried to avoid the checkpoint at the last second. He’s been through checkpoints before, but never after spending several hours raping two hotties, smoking weed, drinking, and doing coke. He just needs to keep cool and not do anything stupid.

“Joe, Joe.”

“WHAT?” Joe snapped back at Sam.

“License, registration, insurance card. Where are they?”

“License is in my wallet. Registration in the glove box, insurance is on my phone.”

“Where’s your wallet?” Sam asked his friend, who was clearly more than a little nervous.

Joe freaked out. Where was his wallet. He hadn’t seen it in hours. He hadn’t needed it in hours. Oh shit, is it in his bag?

“Console. It’s in the console.” Joe opened the console and pulled out his wallet with his ID. He handed it to Sam.

“Here.” Sam handed over Joe’s license and his registration from the glove box. Joe held onto it with his left hand. Sam grabbed Joe’s phone and navigated to the insurance app, then handed it to him. Joe took a deep breath then logged in. In a moment, he had his insurance card on his screen.

The car pulled up one more spot. The car in front of them was directed to pull off to the right while a police officer in a blue uniform waved Joe forward.

Joe pulled forward. When the cop directed him to stop, he put the car in park.

“Remember, be polite, be courteous.” Sam said to Joe.

“But have a plan to kill every man in the room.” Steve blurted out. Sam turned back towards him with a death glare.

A tall black man in a police uniform stepped up to Joe’s window. Joe rolled it down, holding his license and registration in his left hand. The police officer did a quick scan of the car with his flashlight. Each of them winced a little as the bright light hit them in the eyes.

“Good evening, gentlemen. License, registration, proof of insurance.”

“Evening sir.” Joe handed the cop the license and vehicle registration. “My insurance card is on my phone.” Joe grabbed the phone and showed him the screen.

The police officer looked at the ID. The picture matched, it wasn’t expired, didn’t look fake. The registration looked in place, new large pickup truck, the names matched. The insurance card looked in place. He took another look at the passengers. 4 white guys. 3 in their 40’s, 1 a little older.

“Where you headed to?” The officer asked Joe.

“Sharpstown. Buddy has a place up there.” Joe motioned to Sam in the passenger seat. The cop leaned in to get a better look at who was there. When he got close, he picked up a subtle smell of marijuana. He leaned in a little closer and sniffed again. Faint, but detectable.

“Where you coming from?” The cop asked, paying close attention to how Joe talked.

“Haden Falls. Coming back from a birthday party for my friend’s son.” Joe pointed behind him to Ray.

The officer didn’t notice any slurring or speech issues. But he could still smell weed.

“That’s a bit of a drive at this time of night.” Joe seemed completely responsive, showing no outward signs of inebriation.

“I’ve got a hot tub.” The passenger spoke up. The cop looked at him for a brief moment. No laws against being a drunk passenger.

“He has a hot tub.” Joe said to the cop.

“Were you guys drinking tonight.” The cop watched Joe. If he lied, he’d catch him.

“A little. I had a couple beers over the last few hours.”

“And them?” The cop asked, pointing the flashlight to the friends in the truck.

“I gotta hot tub.” Sam said once again. Joe rolled his eyes.

“A little bit more.”

The cop leaned in and sniffed again.

“Anything else tonight? There’s a little something in the air tonight, and it’s not Phil Collins.”

Joe took a deep breath before answering, calming himself down.

“I, uh, I don’t want to get anyone in trouble, but someone at the party had a little weed.” Joe looked nervous, which wasn’t too far from the truth. It’s easier to lie when the lie contains a kernel of the truth.

“How long ago was this, and how much?” The officer asked.

“About 11, and a couple hits as a bowl was passed around.” Joe felt being semi-honest might be the best policy here. He looked like he wanted to say more.

“Okay.” The cop stopped him. “Listen, I don’t have a problem if you had a little. I care if you had a lot. I care if you had so much that you’re a danger on the road. I’m going to ask you a few questions... Joe is it?” The cop held the license up.

“Yep.”

“Good. What’s your birthday?”

“12-3-77.”

“Good. Count backwards from 100 to 1 by 7.”

“Starting at 100?” Asked Joe.

“Yes, starting at 100.” Replied the officer.

“Okay. 100, 93, 86, 79, 72, 65.”

“That’s good.” The cop cut him off. “Try saying the alphabet from H to R”

“From H to R. H I J K L M N O P Q R.”

“Good. Can you touch your nose with your index fingers?”

Joe quickly touched his nose with his right, then his left, then both index fingers.

“Excellent. One last question. Why Sharpstown?”

“I’m going to get in trouble with my wife either way. I can either get yelled at for coming home at 2AM smelling like weed and get bitched at until the sun rises, or I can go to my buddy’s place, spend time in the hot tub, go to sleep, shower, put on fresh clothes, and get yelled at less for being somewhat responsible. At least this way there’s a hot tub involved.” Joe explained, without skipping a beat.

“I got a hot tub.” Joe cringed as Sam said that line again.

The cop handed Joe his license and registration.

“Okay, here you go. Stay safe, and enjoy the hot tub. Move along.” The police officer stepped back and waved them forward. Anyone standing next to him could faintly hear “fucking white people.”

Back in the truck, Joe kept everything calm until they were past the checkpoint and out of range of the police. Once he was sure they were clear, he screamed.

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?”

“I GOT A HOT TUB. What the fuck was that, Sam. Did you go full retard there?” Steve asked. Sam laughed.

“I went full drunk retard. Everyone being sober this late is suspicious. Having one drunk in the car, then the driver looks more sober in comparison.”

“When has that ever worked?”

“Like 2 fucking minutes ago, Joe.” Sam grabbed Joe’s phone and punched in his address in West Oakville. “Let’s go back to my place, hopefully we don’t have any more crazy shit happen.”

“You mean we’re not going to Sharpstown? But I thought you had a hot tub?” Ray asked, teasing Sam.

“HE HAS A HOT TUB.” Steve added.

“I GOT A HOT TUB.” Sam replied.

“WILL YOU FUCKING RETARDS STOP IT!?” Joe yelled, trying to pay attention to the GPS.

“HE GOT A HOT TUB.” Ray added.

“I GOT A HOT TUB.”

“I DON’T WANT TO LISTEN TO THIS SHIT THE WHOLE WAY TO WEST OAKVILLE!”

“I GOT A HOT TUB.”

“AAAAAH!”

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To Be Continued. We're in the home stretch on this story, just a few more chapters left.

[LtBroccoli]

Chapter Tags: Nosex
Content Warnings: Depictions of trauma
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Blaine counts to 100...
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Escape (Teagan and Aly)



’77, 78, 79, 80.’ Blaine counted to himself. No use trying to count out loud. His mouth was once again gagged and the girls were too busy crying to hear him. They were tough, much tougher than him, but as soon as those men left and they heard their vehicle start up and leave, they lost it. Aly started crying, then Teagan joined in, and those two have been crying on and with each other for the last couple minutes. Individually, they were each a mess, but combined they were a total wreck. They had been violated in almost every way possible, but did their damndest to not completely crack. Sure, they broke down several times, but each time they pulled themselves together. Hell, they even gave in and enjoyed themselves a bit here and there.

But that was over. Now, they sat tied to each other on the floor of the theater room, bound, gagged, mouths taped, and covered in cum. A lot of cum.

The girls were in both a better and worse position to help. Their bonds were just a simple zip tie around their wrists, and they were bound to each other in a hug. They were free to move their legs, and with a little teamwork they could easily stand up and make their way to the kitchen or garage. But they were so distraught that even several minutes after the rapists left, they haven’t stopped crying.

’96, 97, 98, 99, 100.’ Alright, time to break free. But, how?

Blaine was in an awkward position. Here he was, zip tied at the wrists and legs, sitting on a couch. His wrists were bound with one zip tie, while his feet were bound with three. One surrounded each foot, and another connected those two together. Those were connected to his wrists with one more tie. If he could get either of the ones now near his wrists, he’d be set. He could either stretch the other ones enough to break or he could stand up and shimmy around the house to get something sharp. As it was, he was stuck in this position on the couch.

Shit, the couch made it worse. If he were on the floor, he could move around as much as he wanted and not worry about falling. He’d have to slide onto the floor so he could get around anyway, so at least there was a start.

Blaine rolled toward the end of the couch, closer to where he was sitting the whole night. It was safer to slide and fall here than in the middle or the left seat of the couch. The girls were tied up by the left seat, and he didn’t want to risk breaking the TV. God, that would be even harder to explain.

Once he was at the edge, Blaine tried to kick and snap the zip ties, but all he managed to do was hurt his wrists and ankles. ‘Fuck, down I go.’ He rolled and leaned and squirmed into a position where his feet and ass were just above the floor. He dropped a few more inches and THUD! Blaine landed on the floor with the grace of a piano. He laid on his back for a moment, taking account of his surroundings.

From here he could see no sharp objects to cut the ties. No knives, blades, keys or anything over here on this side of the room. Everything over here was either dull or soft. All he found down here was a roach clip that got knocked over.

‘That’s it!’ They smoked a lot of fucking weed earlier, and what does a person need to smoke weed? Fire. Where’s that come from? A lighter. What does a lighter do? Melts the shit out of plastic, especially a nice lighter like Blaine’s Zippo.

He rocked himself into an upright position and scanned the room. He found his lighter next to his bowl on the glass table now pushed in the corner. All he’d have to do was shimmy on his ass across the room, grab the lighter, and use that to melt the plastic. Normally, this should take him a few seconds to get across the room.

Two minutes later, Blaine was just making it to girls, and he was already exhausted. This was a long night, but shimmying on one’s ass and heels across a carpeted floor on a concrete basement slab can wear a mother fucker out. When he got to the girls, what he saw broke his heart again.

Teagan and Aly were still crying, but it had died down from uncontrollable sobbing to cries of resignation, like they thought they were trapped here. At this point they were in a cycle of consoling each other. One would get a little worse, the other would comfort them. They kept this loop up the whole time he slid around the room. What he noticed that crushed him was how they both didn’t break down completely at the same time. It’s weird to describe, but no matter how shitty one of them felt, they would suck it up to help the other. They didn’t both hit rock bottom at the same time.

And he was the reason. He’s the reason they were in so much pain. He’s the reason that two women who loved him were blubbering messes. ‘Fuck, if I caused this, who else did I crush like this?’

Blaine always separated himself from the rape. To him, it was always about physical and mental dominance. He never sat around after saw how it worked out. All of his early gifts and offerings to The Club were exes he was done with or some girl he barely knew. It was never someone close like his sister or Teagan. Never before, anyway.

Seeing the pain he caused them, and knowing it was his fault broke something inside of Blaine. He was sad, he was hurt, he was filled with guilt and remorse, and he wanted to cry, but nothing came out. Why couldn’t he cry? Fuck, when was the last time he cried? Not from breaking a bone, but from emotional pain. He cried when he broke his foot in his car wreck, and he cried when he totaled his Evo, but he hasn’t cried for another person since before his parents split.

He tried to cry, but no tears came. His chest shuddered, he wailed behind his gag, his eyes turned red, but no tears.

‘Alright you fucking pussy, get in gear. These girls need you. Step 1, get the lighter and break these bonds. Step 2, check to make sure the phones are secure where they should be. Step 3, get something sharp to cut them free. Step 4, be there for them. Step 5, never tell a soul what you did or what happened. This shit stays here, and your role in it dies with you.’

Blaine’s inner voice rocked him into motion. He had no problem finishing his journey to the table. Once there, he saw his Zippo lighter, Carmella, some empty plates, a lot of weed, and some cocaine. While he could try to use his personal bowl Carmella to break the zip ties, these were thick enough that they could break his bowl. His best bet was the lighter.

Blaine leaned over and slid the lighter across the glass table towards him, letting it fall into his hands. He then slid back away from the table. No reason he should be close to anything when playing with fire. He placed the lighter on the ground and gently opened it. Blaine struck the striker wheel once. Spark, but no flame. A second time. Again, sparks but no flame. On the third attempt, the lighter lit an orange-yellow flame.

He held his ankle and wrist bonds over the flame, pulling his feet apart and his wrists up while doing so. Plastic weakens faster with heat and tensile pressure than just heat alone. 30 seconds, his legs were getting weak and this was an awkward position to stay in. At 45 seconds, he could feel the heat from the flame warm up his skin even at this distance, but he saw the center band start to weaken. Just a little bit more...

A little after a minute passed before he felt his wrists freed from the ankle support. A second later, his feet snapped free. Blaine fell back on his ass, almost knocking over the lighter. He grabbed it as best as he could with his hands that were still bound, and closed the lighter, snuffing out the flame. He put the hot lighter back up on the table to cool off. Now that he was free to walk, getting out of these bonds should be easy. Well, as easy as anything else tonight.

Blaine stood up, and when he did he noticed the girls stopped crying for a moment. They looked at him with a sense of hope and fear. Hope that this might be over, but fear that he’s moving too fast. They didn’t notice that it was almost a half hour since the men left. They cried for so long that they lost track of time. He wanted to hug them right then and there, but there was a job to do. He tried to see if he could grab the tape around his mouth, but he had no luck with his wrists still bound. He held up a finger and yelled “One Minute!” as best as he could through the gag. He turned and left the theater room, Aly and Teagan wailing behind him.

‘Looks like they didn’t get the message.’

Blaine quickly made his way to the basement kitchen and grabbed a pair of scissors from the junk drawer. After a moment of balancing and effort, he cut the zip tie around his wrists. Another couple snips and he had the ties off of his ankles and he quickly cut the tape from his face.

“FUCK. Fuck.” He rubbed his wrists, noticing the skin was deeply bruised. Those fuckers. He wanted a word with them one day.

Hearing the girls cry brought him out of thoughts of revenge or petty retribution and back to the present.

‘Step 1 complete. Step 2, phones.’ Blaine stepped into the bathroom off of the kitchen and looked under the cabinet. 3 smartphones sat stacked safely under the sink.

‘Step 2 complete. Step 3, free the girls. Lock the door first, dipshit.’ His inner monologue hated him tonight, and rightly so. Blaine checked to make sure that the door the men left from was locked, but also turned the deadbolt, too. He walked as quick as he could back to the theater. Once there, he made a bee line for the girls, first cutting Teagan’s wrists then Aly’s. They hugged each other for a long moment as Blaine tried to get their attention. Seeing the scissors set Aly off into a panic, so he turned to Teagan.

“I need to cut the tape so you can talk, hold really, really still.” Blaine carefully snipped a piece of the tape away from Teagan’s cheek and slid the tip of the scissors underneath. He snipped a little bit, then pulled more up and cut again. He did this until the tape was completely cut. He pulled it back a little, but stopped when he saw how much it was sticking to her skin. Teagan grabbed the piece with her free hand ripped it off, then spit out the panties she had stuffed in her mouth. She threw her arms around his shoulders and collapsed onto him, crying tears of relief. He kissed her on the head and hugged her back.

“Hey, still got to get Aly. Help me keep her calm.” Teagan sniffled then saw that he was trying to remove her gag and tape as well. Aly didn’t like sharp things near her face, so she wasn’t having much of it. Teagan shushed her and pet her hair while Blaine cut off the gag. Just like Teagan, she ripped it off, ignoring the pain, and spit out Teagan’s underwear from her mouth. Both girls hung on to Blaine for dear life.


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To Be Continued...