The whale of an open top car sailed through the endless scrub and open grasslands. They'd been on the same single straight road for hours and not seen a single car. "Hey, pull over at the next gas station. I gotta pee" Nikki announced, the coyote girl had been watching the miles roll by. "Just grab a bottle or something like I did" "Ew no! I can't do that! I don't have a penis asshole, I can't aim like you. Do you want piss all over the car?" "Then just stand in the back and go out the side like I did when you was driving" Ray was slouched in the driver's seat, the road was boring boring boring. Just long, flat and empty. "Yeah, and remember what I made you do that evening? Made you scrub the piss stains off the car." She squinted "look there's a gas stop or something up ahead. Pull in there, we can get some more beers too." The large red car rolled to a stop just short of the diner-cum-gas station. Nik vaulted out of the car, duffle bag already in hand she ran into the diner "Bathroom bathroom bathroombathroom?" She hardly paused as the ageing heifer waitress, perched on one of the stools at the counter, pointed to the bathroom. The coyote girl vanished with a slam of the door. Ray rolled his eyes as he swaggered behind a few seconds later. "Hay honey, sit where you want. She was rushing like her tails on fire. Been on the road long?" The bovine stood and ambled over to the young yote, who had dropped down into a booth against the window. "Few days, set out at dawn. Long way to go, it's hot out so she's been drinking lots, we both have, but she won't go out in a bush." "Wow. What brings yah out here? Can I get yah anything?" She pulled out a battered notepad from the pocket of her waitress apron. "Just a soda for now. Going to see our father. It's been a while since we saw him. Thought we'd take a roadtrip." "That's good of you both honey. I'll be over there if y' need anything." She ambled over to the counter when a battered station wagon pulled up. The driver, feline in battered clothes, scurried in and pulled a pistol. His fur had once been white but nicotine and who knows what else had stained his muzzle yellow, the rest of his fur was equally filthy and discoloured. "Gimmethefuckingmoney" he waved the pistol manically. The yote slowly reached down to produce his wallet. "Her, err, miss this one of them stand your ground states?" "That it is honey but don't get any big ideas... Just give him your wallet so you can see ..." she was cut off as a number of things happened in very quick succession. Nikki slipped out the bathroom, shotgun shouldered, there was a whip crack and a large chunk of the cats abdomen was turned to minced cat meat. The feline hit the floor face first like a sack of potatoes. The heifer screamed and staggered back. The fry cook, an aged bull, stormed out and grabbed his wife. Ray stood up. "Damnit Nik! Look at the mess you made. Here, help me move it." He stepped over the body and grabbed its legs. "I hope I don't get fleas or mange because of you" "Aww why do I get the gross end?" She whined as they picked up the corpse by the shoulders. "You made the mess bitch." "What, what're you two doing?!" The heifer recovered enough to fret. "Sorry ma'am we're talking him out so he doesn't make more mess on your floor." "Aww gross he's leaking all over my sneakers. You owe me new shoes jackass" The two bickered as they dragged the corpse out the diner and dumped it unceremoniously in the dirt of the lot. "Hay this dropped out his pocket!" The coyote bitch picked up a wad of cash and quickly thumbed through it "Must be a couple of grand here." "Well pay the lady for what we ordered and clean up. It's hers as much as ours." He took half the wad before re-entering. "He dropped this. So, that's for what I owe for whatever I ordered and that's for the mess my girl made, that's just a tip." He handed the wad to the cows shaking hand. "Have a good day ma'am" "Sheriff'll be here in a few minutes, he. He'll want to talk to you" the bovine woman called as the yote boy left. Moments later the the red open top rumbled past. "Would it be weird to be super horny right now?" The bitch stretched in the passenger side of the bench, shirt riding up to show her thin stomach. "If you mean mean for a normal person, yes. But you? Yeah. It's normal. You're fucked up sis." He flicked ash off the cigarette out the side of the car. "The fuck does that mean?! I'm not fucked up!" She punched him in the arm as she cracked open a beer. "You're horny after shooting a junkie. That's fucked up in my book." "Says the guy who last night blew his load over his sisters ass. Did I pack my favourite shirt? Think daddy will like it still" she had turned to kneel on the seat as she rooted through the bags on the rear seat. The wind over the windshield pushed her short skirt up, revealing her panties. "Hay hay! Sit down! Your skirt’s blowing up!" He yelled at the girl. "So? I'm trying to find my shirt!" He reached over and grabbed at her, trying to pull her back down. "It's distracting! It's not safe!" "Fuck off calling me a pervert getting distracted by your sister's ass." She swatted at his arm, causing him to swerve and snake around the empty road. "Why can't you just fucking wait!?" He pulled hard over. "Fucking bitch. Come here!" He grabbed her with a shrieking laugh before flipping her round to face him as he pinned her. "Fuck, stupid bitch! Just wait, you can look for your stupid shit at the motel. The fuck is wrong with you!" She sniggered up at him. "You said I'm fucked up, you tell me dummy" he snarled at her "Don't give me that attitude. You were trying to jump every guy in the bar last night. What did I fucking say about that! What did I fucking say!" He yelled into her face. "That I'm yours and no one else but you can have me" she rolled her eyes and sniggered as she did a mock grumpy sounding voice. "But that's so booooring. I love your cock bro but I want something new." He pulled a knife from somewhere and put it to her neck. "The fuck did you say. You're bored of my cock! You didn't seem bored of it last night!" He dragged the blade skillfully down her neck, shaving a few millimetres off her fur. "That wasn't you cock I was enjoying and I know it" "Of course it wasn't. You're fucked up sis. You're getting off on this aren't you!" He poked her with the tip of the blade before slowly dragging it down, trimming a few more millimetres of fur off and leaving a subtle indent in the flesh below. "I can smell it. You stink of lust. Let's remind you how much you love your big brothers cock" He unzipped and pulled out his sizable cock. "Wait, grab a condom, I don't think I'm safe" "You ain't cared about that yet. And if I just happen to put a pup in you. Well, we'll just have to deal with that." He seated his pointed canine cock at her sodden entrance, slowly easing in. "Maybe I'll string you up again, like at home in the barn. Been a while since I was in a gym so I definitely need the work out, few good blows just liquefy the little bastard, using your belly like a speedball." She was moaning and rolling her hips under him, "Oh fuck yes..." "Or... I could just cut it out..." he waved the blade before her eyes before leaning back to drag it forcefully and slowly over her lower belly, right where her womb was. "Spill your guts out then scrape your disgusting spawn out." He bit her hard on the neck as he finished, rolling the cold steel against her stomach. "Fuck... But, what if I want a baby. We want to have cubs later?" She panted, grinding back against her brother's slow thrusts. "Mmmrrrr mom had a C-section to have us so it'd be just like that. She had Freddie with uncle Billy few years ago, so I'm sure it'd be fine. I'd be careful. Can't have you die on me yet sis". He kissed her she matched the force of it and moaned into his muzzle as they fucked in the bench seat of car. He broke off to huff in her ear "I'm gonna cum in your bitch cunt. Remind you who you belong to." She gave him a hard look "I belong to daddy. You just got to play with his toys while he's gone" "I don't care, he's not here. It's my brand on your ass, my piercings on you." "And his ink on my womb...if you want to count brands and piercings then uncle Billy gets as much right to me as you do." "I was here before Billy was..." He bucked hard before pulling out, with a few swift strokes he fired several thick ropes of bountiful coyote cum over her crotch and stomach. He smeared his cock on her leg before packing his softening cock away. "You're my bitch. I'll let you play with others but only I get this." He poked her cunt with his knife, spinning the blade on its tip against her clit, just above the ring though it. "Now stay there. Where's the box with the rest of them." He leant over the back of the seat while Nik moved to give him better access. "Hay! What about me? I've not cum!" She complained loudly "Oh shut up, you'll cum when I tell you you can. We both know you get off on denial and shit" "Ew no, I don't like shit! That's gross" she sniggered. "You know what I mean." He dropped back into the seat, parting his twin sister's legs a little more as she flopped on the large bench seat. He set the box down and opened it. "Hmm, I'm thinking...these ones" he slowly took a set of closed rings, looping each through a piercing hole in the lips of her sex. The two parallel lines of bright silver rings stood out against her sandy fur. "Hehe, pretty." She watched, resisting the urge to play with herself. "And these two finish." He slipped the clit ring out. Replacing it with a silver one with a long chain which he carefully fed through the rest of the rings, lacing her vulva closed like a corset. At the bottom he looped the final link though a piercing which he eased into place at the bottom of her sex, directly in line with her clit one. To finish it off he connected a small bell to her clit piercing. "There. Now only I can have your cunt. I don't care if you whore your ass out. But your cunt, and you, are mine. Understand" he crawled predatorially up her, knife in hand. She shivered under him "Yes." "Yes what" he stroked her cheek with the blade, just a few more trimmed strands of fur. "Yes big brother. Yes, sir...master" she managed breathlessly "Good girl. You're going to be a good girl for me and dad when we get there." He took her jaw in hand, forcing eye contact, those beautiful heterochromic eyes of hers. "Yesh sir." He was holding her jaw firmly enough to make speaking difficult. "Good girl." He pulled back and sat up, revving the car before sliding back onto the road. They drove for several hours, it was evening before they reached the next town and it's motel. Pulling in, they approached the small office. "Hey, got a room please?" Ray adjusted his bag as Nik looked at the fading leaflets and flyers for what local attractions there were. "Sure, here, 208 dude. Straight out of here, turn left, stairs and lift up to first floor, eighth door on right. It's a twin room, check out at eleven unless you pay extra for the day, burger joint down the road opens for breakfast" The clerk held up a key on a large wooden fob. The skunk looked stoned out his mind. "Got a room with a double bed?" "Oh. Sorry dude. Thought she was your sister. I think I need glasses." Niki heard this and pressed herself against her twin brothers arm, "And what if I am his sister?" She kissed him on the muzzle before sashaying out, tail high to lift her short skirt just a little further. "Wow dude...that would be kinda hot. She's hot if she's your sister." The board clerk gawped at her, "Whatever, here's your money. " He took the new key and left for 209. "Nik! Nikki! Don't do that! What if he had believed you and told someone?" He hissed as they climbed the stairs. "Dude, chill, he was like, totally cool bro" she did an impression of the stoner skunk. "And what if he hadn't?" He hissed as they reached the door to their shared room. "Then don't ask for a double bed rather than two singles dummy. Noone cares anyway. Come on. Let's get something to eat. You need to relax. You're all... Weird and tense. Wait. You're not nervous about seeing daddy for the first time in years are you?! Oh my god you are!" Ray was pissed, he was nervous. What if things had changed. What if their dad didn't remember them? Didn't like them? Rejected them? "Shut up." He threw his bag down and caught his sister before she could leave the dingy room, pulling her close into a kindly hug around the hips "Now, remember what I said: whos are you?" "Mmm, I'm yours’ big boy. I'm your little sister, your slutty fucked up little sister, and you are my equally fucked up big brother" They kissed passionately before heading to the bar. "Y'know, I don't think I ever asked, why do you call me big brother? We're literally the same age as twins" "You're listed as ten minutes older than I am, mom might've had a C-section but you still came out first. Anyway, it's more fun to say big brother, especially to moan it as you shove that big brotherly coyote cock into my tight young little sister slit" she stopped and ground against him, giving him a firm grope. He appreciated the attention and did like to hear it. "Stop that. People will see. Why are you like this?" "What? You think them drunks there will give a shit?" She motioned to a cluster of men having a cigarette and drinking beer near the bars’ entrance. "Hay, hay boys! This here coyote fucks me! We look awful similar don't we! Well that's cos he's my big brother!" She called to the men, who hooted and hollered complimenting him on his hot date/sister. "She's not! She's just being weird! Ignore her!" Called but the group had already lost interest. "You got into a good college but the way you act..." He hissed as they entered. "You want to lecture me on the way I am?! You. The boy who spend his nights balls deep in his sister and beats on her for fun. Who gets a hard on when waving a knife at her. Who has a sadistic streak a mile long. We're both fucked up. I just admit it. I worked hard to get into college, because at school yeah I'm a fucked up weirdo nerd but they don't give a shit. At the college interview, I was in a pretty skirt and all dressed up properly. I act this way because I compartmentalise. I live my best life with my loving brother and stepfather and mom, then I go to school to get an even better life. I don't wallow in self pity like you asshole. Day daddy went to prison you just gave the fuck up. You're going to go be a mechanic at uncle Billys shop or fix toilets or pump sewage and go nowhere, like the rest of our fucked up family. But me, I'm gonna be rich and do all them middle class things like go to art galleries and see theatre shows and be all rich *and* fucked up." She snapped at him. She'd never genuinely snapped at him like this before. He'd upset her. "I'm sorry I ... I didn't think" "No, you didn't. You don't think, just like all the other fucked up men in our fucked up family!" She snapped "Now you're gonna buy your little sister a drink or five, and make slow sweet love to her when we get back to the motel and make her cum until she can't walk straight to make up for it. Got that asshole?" That was the sister he knew. "Yes Nik. I, I love you Nikki, little sister, I didn't mean to upset you, really" "I know big brother. I know." She was winding towards the bar They drank, ate and talked. Eventually a large wolf and equine ambled up to the table. "Hay sweet cheeks, mind if we join you and your brother?" "not at all handsome. I was thinking of coming over to you both anyway..." she practically purred. The equine made a low rumble as he lowered himself onto a chair "And why was that? Pretty little thing like you coming over to a pair of guys like us?" The wolf lustily smiled, all cigarette yellowed teeth and whiskey breath. "Oh well why else would I, I saw you both out front and thought you may have a cigarette of course." The wolf chuckled lowly before pulling out a crumpled packet of cigarettes. "I was thinking of having one myself. You coming Lloyd?" The equine stood, tucking a large self rolled cigarette behind his ear. "And your brother? He coming?" "He's a good boy, he doesn't smoke" The trio headed out the bar. Lighting up the duo glanced around as the wolf held out his lighter for the canine. Leaning in he took his chance and grabbed the Niki, easily lifting the thrashing yote with one arm, large paw clamping over her muzzle with the other. He carried her the short distance to a dark alley behind the bar. "Quit biting me bitch or I'll hurt your pretty little face good." He told his struggling captive, who had been gnashing and slobbering at his paw to try and escape. "Now you listen good whore, me and Lloyd here are gonna have some fun with you. It's up to you if you wanna have a good time. Cos if you keep struggling like this or scream, then I promise you you're in for a real bad time." He let the threat hang in the air a moment "Understand?" She nodded softly. "Good, now, let's see what's under that pretty little skirt of yours" he dropped the smaller canine onto a discarded plastic crate so she almost looked him in the chin. Squatting in front of her he took a drag on his cigarette before reaching out, lifting her skirt and tugging her panties down to her knees. "What the fuck do we have here? You ain't one of them weird puritans from that compound out the ways? Dated one of ‘em when I was a lad. She didn't put out ‘cos of some magic ring. Said she'd taken a promise to not have no sex before marriage as it would protect her from evil. Well, didn't protect her from me, so guess I ain't evil, but she broke her promise several times in the back of her daddy's pickup. Lloyd, come look at this" he beckoned to the equine who had been standing guard, half watching them half watching for intruders. Lloyd squatted even further, having to hunch to see, in the half light of the alley they could both see the twin rows of piercings and their locking chain, small bell and all. "Ever seen anything like that?" "Nope" the equine's voice was deep and slow, as if a smaller horse was somewhere deep within calling up the cavernous body. "Me neither. But, not much good this... Whatever this is...'ll do you. Still got a muzzle and no one stupid enough to seal your asshole I hope. Let's have a look." Spun the yote girl around and looked under her tail, rough thick thumb pressing at her pucker. "Yup. It's usable. Well, guess this is either gonna hurt a hell of a lot or not at all, I dunno what you weirdos do, ruining a perfectly good vagina like that." The lupine hooked up a gobbet of tarry spit onto the pink rose between the girls' sandy dunes. With the sound of blocked pipes mustered a second, greasier loogi which contrived to be so tar filled it could have paved a road. "That's probably enough." He stood up. Lloyd resumed his position leaning idly on the large dumpster nearby. Forcing the seemingly terrified coyote round he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his sizable cock. "I like to see their faces. Harden when it's anal and they face away. But a tiny yote like you? Heh. This gonna be fun" He grabbed her thighs and slammed her against the wall, using his chest to hold her in place he reached down with one dirty hand to position his cock at her asshole. . "Now, no screaming bitch" he slammed his cock into her, hilting in one violent movement. She screamed into his heavy stinking chest. He smelt like sweat, smoke and alcohol. "Hoo boy, she is tight. Fuck it's better than that runaway we found last month. Must be one of those virgins from the compound." She clung onto his chest as he violated her ass. He leaned back slightly, one hand gripping her ass, the other grabbing her muzzle, forcing her to look at him. Tears streamed down her muzzle, as she sobbed and whimpered. He blew a derisive puff of smoke into her face, took another drag and forced his mouth against hers. Using his slimy tongue to open her mouth and part her lips he forced the choking, rancid smoke of his cheap tarry cigarette into her lungs. She choked and gagged into his mouth as the acrid smoke filled her lungs, choked her breath and coated her mouth His cock was huge compared to her brother's. Everything hurt as he violated her, the rough wall against her back, the size of his cock pummeling her insides, his rough claws against her ass, his sharp teeth, his dirty encrusted clothes and fur from whatever industrial labour he worked. He stank, he was violating her, raping her against the dirty wall in a dank ally behind a dive bar in some podunk town. With a grunt he shoved himself into her, his sickening cock spraying out a few pathetic squirts of his rotten seed. Holding her pinned to the wall, the large wolf grunted and bucked a few times. With a slimy squelch his rapidly softening cock slid from her ass. Putting her down he wiped himself on her shirt before talking one last long drag on his dog end. He blew the thick tary smoke into her face. "Not bad for a whore. Maybe you're not one of them freaks from the compound. Maybe you're just some slut. Here, something to remember me by." He grabbed her wrist and socked the hot end of his cigarette into her arm, drilling the burning ember's into her fur and flesh. "She's all your Lloyd." He stepped back. The large equine unbuckled his trousers and flopped out a cock bigger than her forearm. "He ain't as gentle as me, an’ he don't care if you die neither. Last bitch we had was bigger than you, tore her up inside and left her a bloody mess. She's somewhere out being eaten by the others of your kind." The horse stepped in and forced her face first into the wall, slapping his blunt cock against her tight ass. "I'm sorry. This won't be fun for you. But you'll bring me so much pleasure with your death" he rumbled. With his spare hand he took what she had thought was a cigarette but was, now she could see it close, a cigar made to look small by the horse's huge frame. Resting his cock on her ass he took the terrified coyote's muzzle in one vast calloused hand, he could fit most of her face and muzzle in the huge grip. He took a drag, heating the embers up. "Shame your fannys sealed up. Would like to have felt you stretch to your limit, then that one final push to tear you." He shrugged and drove the burning disk of ash into her tail. Right where the dense nerves at the base of her spine converged. She tried to scream but with so much hand, and so little breath in her lungs, she only made a pathetic honking as she thrashed. The cigarette hurt but passed. This was pain on the next level. It felt like her tailbone had been set on fire. Every nerve and brain cells told her to flee. She felt like her tail was going to ignite and fall off. And it just kept going. The blinding pain seemed to last forever as he ground the cigar out on her. She felt flesh blister and fur scorch under his relentless conflagration. Eventually he was just pushing the cold ash and unsmoked tobacco into her burning flesh. Dropping the end he took hold of his cock again. "Get your fucking hands off my girl!" Her brother appeared just as the equine was preparing to lodge his massive tip in Niks ass. "Shit pup took your time to show up! Almost like you don't care what happens to your sister! Fucking slut that she is I can see why, she was begging for it, even with her all bound up with them metal piercings. Now fuck off and we won't hurt you." Ray marched down the alley towards the duo, "Get your fucking hands off my girlfriend assholes!" He demanded again. "Girlfriend! Thought she was your sister!" The large equine dropped Nikki to face the other coyote. "Fucking, fuck just let her over here assholes!" "Or what! There's two of us, we're bigger than you and we got her already. What's to stop me grabbing you and doing what I did to her to you asshole!" The angry yote gave up, and pulled out a pistol. "I said give me my girl back!" Be bellowed. "Wow wow okay okay take it easy boy. No need for that." The wolf backed up, raising his hands defensively. He'd never had a gun pulled on him before, he'd been maced, tazed, stabbed and hit. He did not want to add "shot" to it. Especially after hearing someone had shot that tweaker cat when he'd tried to rob a diner. "God fucking damnit Ray! What the fuck did you come out here and ruin my fun for!" Her two assailants practically leapt out of their skin as Nikki joined the yelling. "Look at that thing! It's twice what I've seen you take! He'd kill you! Mush your insides up like that guy from the documentary, mister hands or something. Just come over here and we can go back to the motel. Fucking slut." "Fuck you I could take him! Just ‘cos you're smaller than him don't mean I can't take more!" Quieting down she stepped up to the equine. "I'm sorry mister Lloyd horsy man sir, but, I think my brother wants us to go no, it's a shame, but, I don't think any of us want you to get any more holes in you than you have. And I certainly don't want to ruin my sneakers anymore than I did with that stupid cunt at the diner." She pulled an apologetic face as she prodded his kidney with a small blade she'd produced "It's a sgian-dubh, those sock knives they have abroad, where my grandparents are from. I dunno. Oh! But, if you ever get one of those make a dildo from your cock things, send me one and I'll send you a video. Here, these are my details'' she held out her phone with contact details showing. Nervously the equine took out his phone and started to enter the details "Aww is that your daughter! She's adorable!" "Er, yeah. She is. Going to college soon, worked hard to get into a good one" Lloyd told her nervously. "Oh where's she going? I'm going to college soon too!" The wolf made a confused sound. The freak yote bitch was going to college?! What the fuck was going on. Her boyfriend-brother had given up waving his pistol and was just looking bored as he waited. "She does this all the time, it's ... Well, we're both fucked up I guess. We was in some college town a few weeks back, some big football guys cornered her and tried to gang rape her. She knew one of their sisters and ended up going to some ball with him. I don't... I don't fucking know." "Huh, well, ain't that a thing, don't think anyone would believe me if I tell ‘em this" the wolf crossed his arms and watched in fascination as the yote girl befriended her would be rapist. "No, you really wouldn't. It's like a badly written porno by some fucked up chick on the internet." "Heh" the wolf chuckled with the sound of boiling tar. "My friend Samuel is a plumber and his boy is a part time pizza delivery guy. Should invite them over to fix dinner and a pipe." The duo laughed at the absurdity of the situation. "The fuck are you laughing at?" She turned to her brother as her conversation with the large equine wound down. "Just sharing a joke. Come on sis, you've had enough excitement for one day..." Ray beckoned to Nik "Here. Before you go. She really your little sister and girlfriend?" "Oh fuck yes he's my big bro, and we fuuuuck!" She put an inflection on the "fuck" to emphasise how dirty and raw it was. "Yeah, she's my twin sister, little by all of ten minutes, and we are dating slash fuck buddies." "Huh. And, them piercings?" The wolf motioned to her crotch with his hand, cigarette pinched between finger and thumb. "It's a chastity thing! I'm his bitch according to him so only he can use my pussy" "According to him? So what do you think?" The wolf cocked his head in curiosity as he let out a cloud of smog. "I'm daddy's princess, he just gets to play with me" "Is that right? And daddy is?" He let the question hang in the air. "Our father... As I said, we're fucked up" the coyote man shrugged in a somewhat resigned way. "Huh. Good deal he's got with you two then. But, if she's daddy's girl, where is he?" "He was in prison a few towns over, got out a few weeks ago. We're going to see him. He wasn't done for anything he did to or with us in that way." "Uh-huh" the wolf didn't sound convinced. "Here. This is his charge sheet!" Nik held out her phone. Dozens of lines of dense text showed what the father of the two bizarre coyote's standing near him had done. "Huh... Quite a sheet. Surprised he's getting out at all" "He didn't murder anyone, well, directly, just stole some shit from assholes, returned some stolen shit to some people (who are not assholes), made some fake shit and sold it, moved shit around." "That's a lot of shit" "Yup" Nikki bounced over to her brother, limping slightly, a thin trickle of blood running from the claw marks on her ass and abrasions on her back. She kissed him on the side of the muzzle and went to pull him in for a hug. "Gah fuck! You stink, fuck." He shoved her away in revulsion. "That's probably our fault, that wall ain't exactly clean and I don't smoke the best cigarettes. May have bought some from your pa" the wolf looked genuinely embarrassed, despite everything, at making her smell foul. "Shame the motel doesn't have a hose, just spray you down outside. Fuck smell like trash fire." He took his sister's elbow and guided her at arm's length to follow to the motel. "It was nice to meet you both! Thank you for the great time! Text me!" The perverted yote girl called as she was dragged away. They were joking and messing around as they barreled into the dingy motel room. "Stay there and strip. You're filthy." Ray commanded his sister before going to find a towel in the bathroom. "Yeah I am, and so are you, dirty dog wanting his sister to strip." "Not a dog, bitch" "Not a bitch, dog" the two bantered a time worn joke they had. He eventually stepped out, marvelling at the massive bath sheet he was holding "Guess they know what most people here do on the beds. This thing is huge! And there's two more! It's scratchy but super thick!" He tossed the towel on the bed. "I told you to strip." "Not until you do." She teased. "Fine" he shucked the well worm check shirt he wore as a jumper off before pulling the t-shirt under off. "Hey, want to know something fun I learned? Know what we are?" She was awkwardly working her battered, blood soaked, sneakers off. "We're coyote's sis" he responded flatly. He part expected a "we're fucked up" or some bad joke. "No. We're not /just/ coyote's. Grampa was a jackal, H. C. aureus moreoticus, grandma was half jackal half coyote cos jackals don't normally live where they came from originally, H. C. AM/latrans right? Dad's side’s mostly vulpines and latrans (yotes) so mum is a jackal coyote right?" She babbled excitedly. No wonder she got into college. Fucking nerd. Fucked up nerd. "Sis, where are you going with this? I know dad's a yote though and though, I know mums half jackal half yote. Her parents were born over there because one side came over from here for the war and stayed, the other went over there because of empire and war. But we're coyote's. My ID says it. My birth certificate says it. Standing in that bar says it. We're not interesting. The only way out here we could be less interesting is if we were dogs or cats. Ok? Now shut up and get on the bed" "But" "I said shut up, and get on the bed" he cooly ordered as if the next words would be actions. Her ears sagged and tail curled around her. He normally would feel bad he'd upset his twin, but he hated being reminded of what he was. Where he came from. How stupid he was. And how extra fucked up that made him. Because most yotes were boring. Normal and uninteresting. But no. He wasn't normal. He was an incestous sadist. A petty criminal. The bastard son of a pair of criminals. The idiot failure brother a genius but fucked up sister. She crawled silently onto the sagging mattress. "On your stomach." He hadn't yet removed his trousers as he picked up the large backpack they had with them. He pulled out a set of heavy duty leather cuffs and length of cord to connect them to the beds legs. Working each limb in turn he cuffed her face down on the bed, one limb to each corner. She complied without a word or giving any resistance. "Now you learn to shut up. Fuck I don't get it, I ask you to shut up and sit down in the car cos it's not safe and you don't. But now, now you shut up." After lashing her down grabbed a wooden bit from the bag. "Open up. Don't want you to bite your tongue off or something." He slid the wooden rod into her muzzle before lashing it in place with the leather straps run though it behind her head. Thinking he grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her head. Returning to the bad he rooted through it. "Fuck, musta left it in the car. Don't go anywhere, heh." He tugged on a shirt and wandered down to the car. Opening the trunk he found what he was looking for, a weighty but small wooden box. He checked it had everything he needed before returning to their shared room. He was going to remind her just whos’ she was. She'd been pissing him off all trip. Today had been the final straw. He put the box on the floor and turned the AC on to full fan. Looking up at the smoke alarm he shrugged and fished a condom out the bag, stretching the latex balloon over the disk. It didn't look like it worked but, best to not set it off anyway. Going to his bag again he pulled out his electric fur clippers. He liked to keep his beard and pubes under control, and it served a number of other purposes besides. Popping the plastic height adjuster off he eyed his sister who was lying on the bed, resigned to whatever fate was coming. "Don't look so sad. You'll enjoy this. I know I will. Maybe you just need a warm up." He pulled his shirt off. He didn't need to be, he felt sexy being shirtless, or in just an open plaid shirt. Catching a glimpse of himself in the clouded mirror he stopped to take a few moments to check himself out. He knew knew he wasn't bad looking, he worked out, other than an only slightly mangled ear (from an accident involving a toothbrush, his best friends VHS player and the best friends sisters friends Cindy doll when he was a pup) he was reasonably handsome, a few girls, and a couple of guys, agreed. Hell, he'd been a close third for prom king with his girlfriend. He smiled and posed a few times. If Nikki had been able to see him she'd have either teased him or cheated him on like a male stripper. He pulled his leather belt off and wrapped it around his paw, taking the opportunity to try some other poses. Finally, he turned back to his nude sister. "Enjoy" he taunted before he swung the belt hard. It smacked across both cheeks. Another blow, and another, he covered her with blows, fast and slow, soft and hard. She whimpered and moaned, tears welling up as he beat on her. He wished he had his other belt, a thin leather thing, nearer to a switch, it was a beautiful dress belt and was wonderfully sharp and fast to crack over his sister. This was wide, floppy, cheap leather. It was good enough. Just meant he had to put extra effort and a few more blows in. He felt his watch vibrate to tell him it had picked up his exercise automatically. He thrashed her over and over. The belt occasionally wrapping round to hit a flank or inner thigh. He lost track of time as she sobbed and occasionally jerked. Eventually she started to make the choking sobs of a person out of any real sobs and panting hard. He stopped, his cock, like his breathing was hard. Despite smelling like the trash and piss on the alley and the AC blasting air though the room he could smell /her/ smell her. Her pane and fear. Her sweat. Above all, he could smell her lust. He smirked. With tears streaming down her muzzle and small dark spots on her fur where he'd broken the skin, she was hot. She loved it. He loved it. He loved her. He loved her with every bone in his body, heart and soul he loved his sister. And he was going to show the world how much they loved one another. Picking up his shaver again he turned it on. Slowly he dragged it in careful lines down her left ass cheek. A careful bald spot appeared, a few dark patches and twists of the flesh from old healed scars were revealed. He was sure if he shaved her ear tip to tail tip her body would be a mosaic of their fucked up life. He actually rather liked that idea, and added it to his mental list to note down in his physical list. Content with his work he scooted off the bed and returned to the wooden box. He inspected its content before selecting an item from it. A small metal brand, hardly the size of a credit card, the scare hardly reflected the pattern generally, but it healed nicely and he'd made it himself with their father many years before. Taking the blowtorch out he held the brand by its stubby handle and skillfully ignited the flame. He saw his sister shiver with knowing anticipation, and her lust stink grow stronger. He heated the brand up, nice and even. Just like he'd been shown. Just like he'd done countless times before. Sure it was all ready, he flicked the touch off and thrust the brand down onto his sister's exposed flesh. She screamed around the bit into the pillow, limbs straining at the bonds as he held the hot iron in place. The room filled the glorious scent of cooking flesh, turning to the foul smell of burning flesh, both mixing with the acrid stink of burning fur. He held it in place a little longer than necessary before pulling off. She sobbed and groaned into the pillow. "Now you know whose you are." He walked into the bathroom to douse the iron. Cleaning up and opening the window to try and clear the stink out, he let her rest, eventually undoing the bonds and taking the bit out. Her muzzle was streaked with tears, fur matted with snot and spit. Her eyes were unfocussed and bloodshot. He gently kissed her nose. "Good girl." He whispered, slowly running a damp washcloth and comb over her fur. He gently cleaned his battered and abused sister of the day's filth. He was rock hard but that could wait. He cooed and whispered sweet nothings to her. A stupid stoned grin spread over her muzzle. He adored that look on her. A look of utter blissful ecstasy, utter sexual fulfilment. Reaching her crotch he saw the sizable stain on the surprisingly absorbent towel. Some was piss, as much was her squirt. How very fucked up, that he'd tortured his sister and was rock hard from it, and she had cum so hard she'd gushed. She only gushed from particularly hard orgasms. He gently massaged the grime and ash from her tail where the cigar had been. He set up his phone, playing an audiobook he was listening to as he worked. The calming motions of years of after care for both of them carried though.