Chapter 110 "Betrayal."
"Are you deaf? I want you to cook your udders over the gas!"
Lisa really wanted to ask her brother if he was serious, but his tone of
voice was very clear. She stood up from the kitchen table, walked over to
the stove and turned on the gas. A low sounding hiss was interrupted when
Lisa ignited it and the flame was a bright blue.
"Turn it up to max." said Matt watching with glee and munching down his
breakfast cereal. "Do what your brother says Lisa." said their Dad.
Lisa swallowed and did as her brother bided. The gas flame triple in size
and was three inches above the safety grill. Lisa looked at her brother
again for confirmation, or insanity.
"Oh for the love of ... do you want me to come over there and do it?!"
Lisa shook her head. She leaned over the stove giving her brother and
father a perfect view of her breast edging closer and closer to the flame.
The heat was tremendous and Lisa closed her eyes and turned her face away
from it. As soon as the flame licked her tender flesh she yelped and pulled
back. Matt wasn't impressed.
"Do it again, and this time blacken both udders." said Matt taking another
spoonful of his breakfast. "DO IT!" he yelled.
Lisa leaned forward again and her left breast got closer and closer. The
heat was incredible but she didn't pull back. The gas flame seemed to know
Lisa was nearby and it leaned towards her. Lisa sobbed as the flame tickle
her skin. She took a breath and leaned in further. This time Lisa really
sobbed. The flame danced all around her breast darkening it and lightly
scorching the skin. Lisa managed to hold it there for nearly seven seconds
before she pulled back and clutched her breast in her hand. She pleaded
with her brother.
"Show me." said Matt. Lisa walked over to her and slowly opened her hands.
The breast was indeed blackened with a few red streaks. Mat could only
imagine the pain his sister just went through for him. Tears were streaming
down her cheeks and she was breathing fast. She again held her breast to
"Not bad. Not bad at all." he said.
Lisa breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"Now do the other one." commanded Matt.
Sharon woke up on the cold concrete slab in the basement. She was stretched
spread-eagle. Her body was cold and her joints were sore. Hearing breathing
to her right she looked over and saw her sister Melissa sitting on the ground.
She was wearing nothing but a mouth gag. Melissa was looking at something.
Sharon looked around and saw her Dad sitting in the chair, naked, watching
them both. A bright red light lit up from his mouth. He was smoking. Sharon
could hearing yelling upstairs.
"Dad? What is going on?" asked Sharon quietly.
Dave never smoked unless he was really worried about something, or he wanted
to burn his daughter's pink bits. He puffed on the cigarette and blew out
a cloud of smoke.
More yelling could be heard upstairs, and things were being smashed.
"Your Mum's gone nuts. She tried to poison us. I've called for the school to
send someone round to pick her up, but she's a real fighter. She's held the
collectors at bay for nearly an hour now."
"Oh." replied Sharon. "What am I doing here on the slab then?"
"Like I said, your Mum tried to poison us. You got a taste of whatever it was
and it sent you into convulsions. I grabbed you two and got you down here to
safety but you were flopping about like a fish out of water. Had to tie you
down. Your sister started screaming so she's gagged. It's a real mess up there."
Sharon stretched her arms. "Poor Mum. When can we go back up there Daddy?"
"Not until the Collectors say we can. Until then, we just have to amuse
ourselves." said Dave standing up with a huge hard-on. Melissa stood up too
and picked up a large pink dildo with studs along it's sides. She handed
it to Dave. Melissa braced herself for some good hard penetrating.
Lisa quickly walked into the bathroom and straight into the shower. She
didn't need to remove her clothes as she hadn't worn any for days. She
twisted the control for the cold water and nearly fainted as the frigid
water splashed against her body, but more importantly her breasts. She
satisfied her brother by burning black her other boob, then giving him a
blowjob before he decided to let her go to the bathroom. She recalled the
memory of both her brother and father just sitting there as she cried and
screamed while leaning over the top of the stove. It wasn't a good one.
But then since they had been to Hackmoore's, nothing had ever been good.
Lisa got out of the shower and towelled her body clean. She wiped the steam
from the mirror and check her breasts, they were already healing fast. Lisa
was startled by a voice.
"Lisa! Did you look after Matt and Dad this morning?" demanded Jackie.
Lisa wasn't in the mood for stupid any chest beating this morning. Out of
all the girls only she managed to get up to attend to her father and
brother's needs. Her sisters refused to wake up. For a while Lisa even
agreed with them that the savage beatings and rapings they all got from the
party the night before was enough to let them sleep in. But she also knew
her father, and her brother. They would not accept that as an excuse.
So Lisa got up, and she had to help her Dad with his morning glory with a
good hard ass fuck, then she helped Matt with his early morning hard-boner
with a cunt whipping and fucking. Once Matt had cummed Lisa cleaned him up
and he went off to have a shower. Lisa's next stop was the kitchen to setup
the table for breakfast.
Lisa didn't want to respond to Jackie, but Jackie was the eldest and she
ruled the girls.
"Yes I did. Where the hell were you guys?! I could have used some help."
Jackie stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. "Listen up little
sister. We all took a beating last night but for some fucked up reason
you seemed to get away from most of it. Maybe it's your cute face, or your
fuckable body ... we don't care, and from now on, you can do mornings."
"What?! That's not fair!" yelled Lisa.
"Tough, deal with it." said Jackie before she stormed out.
Lisa watched her sister slam the door behind her. Lisa felt like crying.
She was always picked on but this was the worse yet. After a few minutes
she made up her mind, like Hell was she going to let Jackie have her way.
"All done? ... excellent. Thanks guys." said Dave.
Sharon was breathing heavy as Melissa kept fucking her ass with the dildo.
Sweat glistened on both the girls' bodies as they knew not to stop until
"Okay girls. Stop and stand up." said Dave.
Melissa untied her sister from the concrete slab. In the hour or so since
Sharon had woken up, she had been turned over on the cold slab about four
times. Her breasts, belly and ass were numb from laying on the concrete.
Earlier Dave had found a candle and ordered Sharon to hold it in her mouth
while her sister squatted over it. The flame licked at Melissa's labia.
Dave counted down from 120. The lower the number was how many whippings
both girls got later. Dave got to 76 before Melissa had to bail out.
Sharon wasn't impressed.
They both stood up and waited for their father to make the first move. He
ascended the stairs and stopped dead in the doorway. Sharon and Melissa
tried to get around him but couldn't. Sharon squeezed her head around her
father's side. The whole place was a mess. Books and ornaments were scattered
all over the floor. In the corner were three large strong men in dark clothing
kneeling down with their hands on their heads. Surrounding them were different
men in dark military gear. They must have been the collectors thought Sharon.
Sharon looked upwards and saw why her father had stopped. He was currently
looking down the barrel of a gun. Holding the gun was a man in a military
uniform, behind him, was Ann.
"Oh shit." gasped Sharon.