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Sex Slave Sisters
A work of total fiction by Taskmaster
Part One
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
For
me she had always had that special indefinable something about her, even now
after four years she looked so damm good.
Sure
the only reason she was speaking to me was because I am the father of her
sister’s two boys and when to her credit, no one else in that family was doing
so after a messy ending, certainly not the other two sisters who hated me with
a vengeance.
But I didn’t give a flying fuck about that
except for my recurring fantasy of giving the younger blonde one a good fucking
whilst the older bitch was naked and strung up to the bondage cross I still
kept in my attic room, waiting for me to finish with her sister before once
again giving her good fucking good whipping.
As
it happens the ‘younger blonde one’ is now about forty but still a real good looking
whilst her older sister is in her later fifties, but by Christ they wear well
that family, even their fifty something brother looks to be no more that thirty
something.
But
this one, Marianne, the middle of the surviving three, really was something else,
she would have to be at least fifty years old herself but jeez she must have
the body of a thirty year old and was here now only because she had drawn the
short straw, the other two having refused to have anything to do with me even
now, when as joint executors the two boys future had to be discussed between
the four of us as the were both now reaching the age when they would inherit the
legacy left by their Mother, my ex wife, the wife who had left me two years
before she died in a Car accident with her new boyfriend, leaving the boys to
live with and be bossed around by the sisters before along with myself and the
sisters a collecting a legacy to be shared out at a later date.
Now
Marianne sat in the large sitting room in my old house, the house I had shared
with her sister for so many years. Sure she hadn’t wanted to come here but I
specialised in making like difficult for those three bitches so in the end
Marianne had capitulated and acquiesced to my demand, reasoning I guess that
she would be well away from here long before lunch time.
Demurely
Marianne sat there, Black Mid length skirt pulled well over her knees and Red
blouse buttoned up the throat it looked as butter would melt in the bitches
mouth but bollocks, I knew better than that, oh yes, and if Marianne had even
the slightest idea of just how much I knew then the last place she would have
been today would have been right there, in that big leather sofa.
You
see the bitch has a husband who had long ago, during a late night drinking
session with me had, after one to many, spilt the beans to me about their love
life. Well we were brothers in law, still are legally I guess, and after I had
told him about the difficulties with my own wife he had been only to happy to
tell about Marianne’s insatiable appetite for Bondage and rough sex games
before, to my surprise and pleasure he had taken from his wallet a Polaroid
snap of Marianne bound and gagged whilst lying on her huge bed, her eyes almost
pleading with the man I had been told she called her ‘Master’ in eager
anticipation of pleasures to come.
Well
so proud had Tony, her husband, been of his good fortune he had even told me to
keep the photo, ‘just a bit of fun, a secret between us’ had been his words and
certainty, unknown to Marianne, every time I have seen her since that day my
dick has sprung to attention not just at the very though of that photo, but of
the wonderful fantasy I had that one day the bitch would crawl across this very
carpet to my, bound and naked, those same pleading eyes looking up to mine as
her new Master. And that day had now come!
Of
course Marianne was completely oblivious to my thoughts and our discussion was
frank and businesslike.
Our meeting, after we had co signed some
documents finally wrapped up, or so Marianne assumed as she rose, with words
spoken I think with more confidence than she actually felt.
‘After
today Geoffrey the family want nothing more to do with you, my sisters son’s
are now of age and you a no longer a member of the family and so we have no
reason to see or hear from you ever again’
This
I had fully expected, after all I had always been the outsider, the piece of
rough my ex wife had lumbered the family with. What though, Marianne did not
expect, was for me as I rose to ostensibly show her the door, to reach out with
both hands and grab hold her Red blouse by the collar and rip it apart, sending
little black buttons flying across the room in all directions, hauling the thin
blouse out from her Skirt before pushing the garment back over Marianne’s
shoulders and on down her arms to effectively trap her limbs inside the long
sleeves.
From
there I took a step back, Marianne, too stunned yet to react, suddenly looked
down upon her ruined blouse and then up again to see me looking straight at her
wonderful pair of still firm tits barely concealed by the silky black half cup
bra encasing them.
As
the enormity of what I had just done to her suddenly occurred to Marianne the
initial surprise her eyes had registered turned first to shock and then anger,
but to me the anger was tinged also with fear.
‘Oh
my God’! Blurted my sister in law before, with negligible effect, attempting to
struggle her trapped arms free from the confining sleeves of her blouse.
But
I was far from finished with Marianne and before she even realised what I had
in mind I had turned the bitch away from me, ripped away the zipper of her
black skirt, pulled the whole garment down away from her hips and Ass and
pushed the whole thing down around her ankles. If Marianne were surprised then
I was even more so, for I now looked upon a gorgeous white ass, dissected only
by the thin elastic strap of a tiny red thong and garter straps holding seamed
black stockings up around the middle of her shapely thighs.
‘Jeez’
I exclaimed in pleasure, turning the bitch back toward me ‘Why did I wait so
long for you Marianne?’
Now
though she looked at me in genuine horror, her fear was obvious but she still
let me have it with both barrels as she struggled to free her arms whilst
stepping backward away from me.
‘Oh
my God you bastard, what are you doing! What the hell have you done to me?’
screamed
Marianne before I cut her off with a vicious backhanded slap hand upon her left
cheek sending me semi naked sister in sprawling back upon the large couch from
which she had earlier risen allowing me now to feast my eyes upon the front of
her body, especially at the small triangle of red material barely concealing
her pubic mound as Marianne tried frantically
to rise from the sofa but, with arms still trapped behind her, managing
only to sit upright upon the sofa before I had walked behind the sofa and
pulled the red ball gag into her mouth before quickly fastening the black
leather straps behind her still beautiful
head.
Then
I grabbed Marianne’s long luxurious dark blonde hair, twisting and pulling as
she moaned painfully into the ball gag, forcing her to twist and turn her head
and then body until she was actually kneeling up on the sofa and facing me.
Still I pulled her hair though, forcing my
sister in law’s body up and over the back edge of the sofa until her head was
pointing downward over the back of the sofa and her still struggling arms lay upon
her horizontal back making it easy for me to slip each leather wrist cuff into
place before clipping them together, making it impossible now for Marianne to
free her arms whilst I ripped away the remnants of her Red blouse.
Finally
from the back of the sofa I took a thick leather dog collar and attached steel
chain lead I had left there earlier then fastened the collar around Marianne’s
neck.
‘Okay
Marianne, listen and listen well, ‘I’ve always had a soft spot for you and
always knew I’d fuck you eventually ‘
I
began after hauling the astonished and fearful bound and gagged long haired
beauty back onto her feet by her new steel chain lead and wondering for a
moment if the bitch might even be a little wet between her legs, but there was
plenty of time for that and, shaking her head Marianne’s eyes were widening in
incredulity as I continued.
Well,
that’s gonna happen bitch, but you have to beg me for it Marianne, and I’m
going to teach you how to beg me for it, to beg your new Master to fuck you
because like I said, I have a soft spot for you and we are gonna get on just
fine as long as you know your place, but as for your two sisters, well they got
it coming big time Marianne and we are going to get those bitches over here,
then you can watch as I string them up together and whip the shit out of them!’
Marianne
was by then shaking her head and mumbling protests into the ball gag but she
could do that as much as she wanted for all I cared for even now I’m still a
pretty strong guy and it proved easy to pull the semi naked bitch toward me
before flipping her bound body over my shoulder in a classic fireman’s lift before
walking upstairs with my shocked and fearful new Sex Slave.
A
short while later, Up in the attic room I had last used some time ago I had
strung up the almost naked Marianne by her cuffed wrists to a pulley and winch
affair set into a ceiling beam before using the winch to lift this mature
beauty up until, with her toes barely touching the floor and taught arms
squashed against each side of her face as she stood facing the huge mirror a
few feet away.
Then
I stood, my face inches from the fearful trembling Marianne’s, the fingers of
my left hand casually delving into one bra cup, finding and gently squeezing
her large nipple causing he to close her eyes, perhaps in embarrassment, maybe
in pleasure.
Whatever
the reason, I then asked Marianne.
‘Okay
bitch, are you ready to call your sisters over here? I’ll get the phone and
tell you what to say, do it now and you can save yourself a lot of pain’
As
I had hoped and expected, Marianne managed to shake her head in angry denial.
Just as I wanted her to for now the fun could begin.
‘You
ever been whipped baby, whipped with one of these’
Marianne’s
eyes flew open and saw the leather ‘cat o nine tail’s I was holding before her.
One
thing I had learnt from Marianne’s husband was that although she was a very submissive
woman who loved to be spanked she was no masochist and had always shied away
from the whip during their ‘games’.
So
I knew the fright in Marianne’s wide fearful eyes was authentic whilst she
shook her head as best she could as I told her a whipping was what she would
get, that she was my bitch now and had to be taught total obedience, that only
the whip would do that…………to begin with.
I
decided to give the bitch a round twelve to begin with, six on each side, front
and back and it was with her back I started, the first just below those curvy
ass cheeks sent Marianne into a spasm on pained anguish clearly visible to me
through the mirror she faced. The next I gave to the Ass cheeks themselves, the
nine combined 18 inch long strands on leather spreading across every inch of my
bitches buttocks causing them to wobble around whilst Marianne cried and moaned
into the Ball gag.
Then
it was her back, just around the area of her Bra strap this time making
Marianne pull hard at her wrists in a useless attempt to free her self.
The
next three Marianne was to take on the front of her body, telling her this sent
her into spasms of anguish, her shaking head and pleading eyes telling me all I
wanted to know as I peeled away her half Cup bra, revealing still firm and
shapely Breasts and a glance at the Bra label told me they were a nice 34b with
nipples of a size only usually seen on a mature woman.
Marianne’s
terror was completed by my turning the winch handle until her feet no longer
touched the floor, now as she hung solely from her wrist cuffs I told Marianne
to place her hands around the bar holding the pulley, obediently she did so,
slightly alleviating the pressure on her arms just as I landed the ‘Cat’ upon
those glorious Breasts.!
For
a moment Marianne thrashed around in her suffering then fell still and silent
her eyes closed, then they opened again, her expression manic, her eyes
pleading with me, her spit drooling from the ball gag as I landed the next blow
just below her Breasts taking the wind out of her.
Now
it was time to discover if Marianne had learnt anything yet.
‘Spread
your legs bitch, spread them wide and then push your feet toward me’ I ordered
Marianne.
For
a moment though she just hung there in despair.
‘Do
it bitch, do it now or I start all over again!’
This
was enough to tip Marianne over the edge of compliance and slowly she began
parting her legs.
‘Wider’
I kept telling her until finally I was satisfied she was in the desired
position.
‘Keep
them there bitch, keep them there or you get a whole lot more of this’ I told
Marianne whilst holding the Cat between
legs now forming an upside down ‘V’. The meaning of this was obvious to
her whilst I held the cats ‘tails between her legs.
First
though I decided to place a single finger inside the tiny thong, then, looking
into Marianne’s horrified eyes that closed as I pushed the digit inside her.
‘Jeez’
the bitch was wet, more than wet. A Hot, wet and throbbing Cunt was welcoming
my finger, coating it with its copious hot juices.
‘Look
at me bitch’ I told her. After pushing back her head Marianne eventually
complied, her horrified eyes unable to hide her obvious feverish desire and at
that moment I knew she was now mine.
Almost
immediately after I withdrew my finger from her throbbing Cunt I landed the
‘Cat’ fair square between her legs sending Marianne into a frenzy of pained
ecstasy.
‘Now
we start over again with the next six, after that Marianne I loosen the gag and
give you a choice, you either call me master and ask me to fuck you after you
have spoken to your sisters on the phone……………or we start this all over
again……..and again and again until you learn to obey me’
Before
she could react in any way I had landed the cat between Marianne’s legs again.
Quickly she closed her legs in horror.
‘Spread
them bitch! I shouted,
Too
slow, unwilling to do so. So I landed a hard one right on Marianne’s nipples
causing the bitch to thrash her suspended body around in excruciating agony.
But the blow had taught her a lesson and
Marianne was quickly spreading and lifting her legs once more.
‘I
tell you to spread them, you spread them, you understand me bitch?
Marianne’s
head was quickly nodding furiously, indeed she did understand so I gave her
another between the legs causing her to thrash around again before I gave her
the next three upon her back, buttocks and lower thighs again.
Then I stood before her again and telling her
not to take her eyes from mine I this time inserted three fingers into her hot
wet and throbbing cavernous Cunt.
Obediently
Marianne maintained eye contact with me so I then told her to grip my fingers
with her Cunt muscles whilst still looking at me and I soon felt my fingers
gripped by her Cunt muscles and Marianne’s feverish eyes locked into mine with
unmistakable desire so much so I was sure the bitch was about to orgasm there
and then, but it was too early to allow that so to her obvious despair I
withdrew my three fingers from Marianne’s Cunt.
‘You
have that choice now Marianne, I’m not going to tell you twice, shake your head
and we start all over again, are you ready to call me Master now?’
I’ll
admit I was a little unsure of just what my sister in law was about to do or
say, would she shake or nod her head? Either way I would enjoy the results but
when, with eyes still locked into mine, Marianne nodded at me I knew the first
part of a plan hatched not just by myself but with other very interested
parties had worked perfectly, sister number one and my personal favourite was
about to change the lives of three sisters forever.!
End of
Part One
Hopefully I shall
actually finish this one
As I actually
know the ending!
Taskmaster11@hotmail.com
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