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Natural Selection: The Next Day

By: HerPossessor



(All characters are at least 18 years of age.)

The day after the prolonged perversity that my sister and I had indulged in was extremely frustrating... I awoke somewhat stiff from the exertions of the previous evening, but the stiffest part of my body as usual was my cock as I drowsily recalled the latest torrid turn of events that had started months ago when I had taken my beautiful younger sister's virginity and corrupted her into enthusiastic depravity as my unflinching sex slave desperate to be educated in every aspect of BDSM. 

It had been inevitable in my unstinting slut training of her that I'd impregnate her as I'd deliberately avoided birth control since any slight restriction in my claiming her as my human fuck toy had seemed wrong, and I'd taken demented joy in filling her every orifice with incestuous loads of hot cum at every opportunity as well as expanding her limits in taking physical punishments; the succulent little pain whore had soon developed a taste for chastisement to balance the pleasures I introduced her to and responded well to the combinations I inflicted upon her lithe teenage body.

Becoming pregnant had only increased her appetites for extreme sexual gratification, a hunger that had the previous evening seen our previously morally superior neighbour give into temptation and throw herself wholeheartedly into the pleasures of my sub slut's hot, pale flesh. Owning my sister meant that I naturally discouraged the male admirers that flocked to her, but I'd generously allowed her to explore her bisexuality freely and she'd attracted several female lovers since I'd awakened her burgeoning need for debauchery... 

But last night was the first time I'd seen her turn confident seductress and draw an older woman of supposed moral convictions into our web of illicit indulgence. As always my luscious sibling had been a joy to Own and proved the best of possessions, surpassing my lewdest expectations as she had been doing since that first day I'd held her naked body as it quaked in violent orgasm.

I luxuriated in the memories as I lay in bed, my cock straining and aching to plunge once more into her welcoming supple frame and if I'd been as religious as our newly converted neighbour, the formerly righteous Mrs. Parker, I might have prayed for the opportunity to get my hands and other body parts upon the slumbering innocent sibling whose bedroom was next to mine so irresistibly. However, I was hoisted upon my own petard; my pretty sister had given her all the night before and when our mother saw her exhausted condition she came over all extra-maternal and was a constant presence throughout the day, thwarting my increasingly frustrating attempts to get my pampered pervert alone for even the briefest of molestation.

As the day progressed my lust grew and in the evening when the family sat down for the evening meal I was sure the sexual tension in the room must have been obvious, although maybe only I could detect the need in my pretty sister's eyes as she sat across from me at the dining table. She looked rested but restless and I knew all too well what cravings were consuming her. I was more adept at holding my passion in check than she, but when she mischievously started rubbing her bare foot against my leg it was hard not to give into blind lust and I made my excuses and left my meal mostly untouched. 

Sure enough after a discreet interval my sister claimed to be feeling weak again and followed me out of the dining room. I'd been waiting for her on the stairs and as every second was precious I took firm grip on her hair and escorted her swiftly up into her room, my free hand straying up under the hem of her fashionable maternity dress and patting the hot firmness of her buttocks as I led her along.

Once I had her safely delivered to the confines of her childhood bedroom I shut the door and instantly twisted her face round to take possession of the lips that had been haunting me all day. The swollen prominence of her occupied belly meant that I found it easier these days to stand behind her and twist her mouth to mine to kiss... it also gave me unfettered license to cup both her prestigious tits in my hands and as our tongues greedily danced together I took the opportunity to maul them in a firm manner, pulling on the stiffening nipples as soon as they were erect enough to poke against the confines of her dress. I felt my slutty possession melt backwards into my embrace in that surrender of herself that never failed to thrill me... 

I pinched and tugged the rigid nipples with added ferocity until I began to feel the dampness soak the material slightly; my impregnated fuck toy needed her regular milking and I was thankful that we had the brief opportunity for me to perform the task, much as I enjoyed knowing that if it wasn't my fingers provoking the premature lactation it would have been hers.

If only time wasn't so tight, but the risks we'd been increasingly taking with our parents in the house were becoming dangerous and a little short term frustration was better than discovery and disgrace. My slave sighed contentedly as my well-practiced hands manipulated her productive breasts and I broke off our kiss long enough to whisper into her tiny ear.

"Make yourself cum for me, my wet little slut, quickly now."

"Yes, Sir," she answered with a slight note of disappointment in her voice... obviously she'd hoped that the imprisoned erection that I'd been grinding unconsciously into her buttocks would be used to relieve her heightened arousal, but she was obedient as always and I felt her arms move as her hands sought out the damp heat nestling between her thighs.

By chance we were positioned in front of her full length mirror and I couldn't tear my gaze from the mind blowing, cock swelling sight of my darling sister lifting the hem of her maternity dress and expose the enticing bald pubic mound... even though the site of her naked sex was a familiar one it never failed to inspire my incestuous lust and I twisted her rigid nipples in encouragement and as a cruel tribute to her irresistible sub qualities. 

She was watching me also in the the mirror's reflection and from my visage leering over her shoulder she could tell the effect she was having upon me and made a show of caressing her pouting and leaking slit with true slut pride; her fingers parted her trim labia to expose the glistening pink flesh before bending her knees slightly and inserting two slim fingers inside herself with a shudder that rippled through my body due to the closeness of my hold on her. She then withdrew the lubricated digits and slid them sensuously to the hard nub of her aching clit that had worked its way clear of its protective prepuce and was protruding in a manner that invited attention.

I was fully milking her breasts by this point, urging her to frigging action and I was happy to see the dark twin circles spreading outwards from the points of her nipples jutting hard against the thin material of her top as it became drenched with seeping mother's milk. My uninhibited fuck pet groaned as the vision of her usage in the mirror added to the sensations building at her fingertips and she slid a little lower against my protective embrace so she could splay her thighs wider and slap desperately at her greedy clitoris. 

The frustration of the day must have been as great for her as myself for only a couple of minutes passed before she threw her head back and started to moan, her fingers a blur almost as they worked her sensitive pearl with much practiced determination. Her undulating body was affecting my will power and I was tempted to whip my tormented erection out and ram it into her writhing body, but I was reluctant to release my hold on those fascinating tits and, besides, the way her entire body was shaking told me that she'd brought herself to the brink of climax... with my hands occupied my only option to push her into frenzied climax was to sink my teeth into the side of her neck, a spot I knew sent shivers down her spine at the calmest of moments.

Her entire slender frame and rounded fertile belly quaked back against my supporting grasp and I lifted my eyes back up to watch her reflection as she gave herself to undiluted self-inflicted orgasm, her pretty face contorted with intense pleasure overload but still retaining enough sense to stifle her passionate release by clamping her sharp teeth into her bottom lip as she whimpered her climax. 

I held her tight against me until the spasms of electric orgasm had subsided and her senses had returned enough for her to stand on rather wobbly legs unaided, then conscious of the risk I swung her to face me and yanked her hair back to tilt her mouth up to meet mine. The kiss was brief since I could feel her wet tits and swollen belly pressing enticingly against my body in a manner that was doing little to discourage the straining erection painfully contained inside my trousers and I found my hands had dropped down behind her to capture her taut buttocks and force her soaked cunt against my upper thigh in a movement that was guaranteed to result in my penetration of her...

Reluctantly I relinquished my hold on those most molestable of cheeks and whispering a quick compliment on my slave's slutty obedience I tore myself from her embrace, making sure she saw the strength of my impossible-to-disguise erection as a worthy tribute to her attributes and slipped out of the bedroom, said erection making progress rather difficult in my stealthy retreat. Luckily my bedroom was right next door to my sister's and I made it to safety with being spotted by observant parentage.

Although it was still early I retired to bed... the raging hard on I retained from the hurried and yet suitably torrid encounter was not healthy to keep in a confined space and I stripped naked and slipped under the sheets gratefully. There was a time when such a situation would have led to my own masturbation, but since taking my sister as my Owned sub sex slave I considered such self manipulation a waste of lust... I'd much rather bide my time and suffer the pent up sexual tension until it could be directed and used upon the object of my desire. Being a Dom meant as much control upon myself as it meant corrupting my sweet sister into having no self control when it came to being my fuck pet. Besides, it was a waste of my good cum to be deposited anywhere other than on or inside her delectable young body.

Thinking along those lines was not shifting my aching erection any and I was just considering a cold shower, although that inevitably brought back memories of the soapy and steamy time spent there with my slippery slut, when a knock on my bedroom door wrenched me back to reality and I quickly pushed down my still solid cock that was tent poling the bed covers.

It was my mother who poked her head round the door and her words were music to my ears... she was inquiring about my plans for the morrow since her sister had been taken ill and she was going to have our step-father drive her out of town to visit.

"It'll only be for a day, maybe two, but I need to know you'll be around to take care of your sister in her current condition," she said and my cock gave an involuntary lunge with the satisfying knowledge that it was I who'd put her in that condition and an unexpected opportunity to sate my incestuous lust further was at hand.

"O.K., I'll keep a close eye on her," I promised, "but I wouldn't tell her you are going to be away, she might worry. I'll break it to her after you leave," I said, my mind racing ahead and wanting to give my depravity hungry sibling a nice surprise.

"If you think that's best, dear," she said. "We'll be setting off very early to avoid traffic anyway so it may be best not to disturb her tonight."

Better and better I thought, my discreetly held-down cock twitching at the prospect of awakening her in a manner free from all the normal restrictions that living under our parents' roof meant. This unexpected bonus opportunity for demented decadence deserved special celebration and so I reached for my mobile and made a couple of phone calls in rapid succession to make arrangements; there was no telling when this kind of freedom would next present itself before my good breeding slut gave birth and so I wanted to treat her to an extraordinary level of debauchery as a special reward for her exceptional behaviour to date.

I awoke from vividly perverse dreams the next morning to the alarm clock's shrill alert and quickly turned it off before it disturbed my slumbering slave in the next room all unsuspecting. The anticipation of a free day to make my sister into the happiest of sub sluts had seeped into my sleeping subconscious and I was not surprised to notice as I slipped out of bed to peer out of the window to check that the family car was gone and the coast was clear that I was sporting a rigid cock bobbing with that extra ferocity that a first thing in the morning erection always seems to possess. Such an aching hard on deserved to be put to good use and the lovely creature that had inspired it was before me in seconds as I crept into her bedroom.

My sister looked so peaceful and innocent as she lay there unaware of her true Owner and corrupter standing naked next to her 4 poster bed and lewdly admiring her; that familiar angelic face framed by curls of red hair so peaceful and her pretty mouth parted in blissful sleep. It almost seemed a pity to disturb her but I knew she'd never forgive me if I wasted a single minute that could be better employed in deviant usage. 

Gently I pulled back her sheets and once again marveled at the sight of her pale nakedness revealed to my lustful gaze, that perfect body in no way disfigured by the curve of her impregnated belly. A side effect of her current delicate state was that she had taken to sleeping flat on her back and so was displayed perfectly to me... an idea struck me as I saw her cute naked cunt glistening slightly with damp arousal. It appeared her dreams were of a similar theme to mine and even though she was usually a light sleeper, with gentle determination I carefully took hold of her ankles and slid her light body slowly downwards to the foot of the bed, raising her legs higher as I proceeded.

I managed to maneuver her down the bed until her buttocks were level with the bottom end of the mattress without waking my sleeping possession and then I fumbled with the ropes that were never far from reach in her room and tied her ankles high on the posts at the base of the bed, securing her shapely legs almost vertical in the air and splaying her thighs in a most decorative display of depravity. This familiar sensation of having her legs bound apart must have registered in her slumbering imagination because she had a delicious look of interest growing on her sleeping face and I had to abandon my further plan of binding her wrists to the top posts if I wanted to wake her in the perverse way I'd intended.

Even unconscious her body was responsive and as I took position between her upturned legs I was pleased to see a trickle of girl lube seeping from her pouting parted cunt... even tho' I needed to plunge my pulsating cock inside that delectable prone body I couldn't resist the taste of her and swooped my head down between those inviting smooth thighs and ran my tongue lightly up along the groove of her sticky cunt and rested upon the nub of her clit that was just beginning to stiffen instinctively and poke out from its protective hood. I swirled my tongue around it swiftly, enjoying the squirmy shifting of the body beneath my mouth then quickly stood up and guided my painfully hard cock to the source of the flow of female fuck juice. 

I hesitated as I laid my rebellious erection along the contours of her wet cunt... as always I wanted to prolong and savour the perfect moment and it mindlessly ached to plunge deep into the haven that it belonged in... it was a struggle that my self control had to concede to pure lust since the press of my cock meat against her soft flesh had awakened my sister's lower mental functions and even tho' she was still oblivious to her surroundings she had a joyful smile playing on her lips and was muttering encouraging yet incomprehensible words of debauched devotion in her sleep.

With a solid thrust of my hips I entered my incestuous slave's tight yet yielding body, penetrating her fully in one firm motion and holding her bound ankles to get greater purchase on the impaling action. An electric thrill ran through my frame as that indescribable sensation of physical and mental excitement combined to fill me with lustful sensory overload; my engorged cock buried to the hilt inside my sister's vulnerable body and the swell of her belly and enlarged tits below me just adding to the knowledge that this beautiful slut stirring dreamily against me was without doubt my property.

The phrase "rude awakening" probably wasn't conceived with this act in mind but as my pubic bone slammed solidly against her rapidly hardening clit my sister's eyes shot wide open in amazement as her deviant dreams clashed with throbbing reality and jolted her to her salacious senses. It was testament to her reactions that even taken by surprise in this incestuous manner her disorientation vanished in a bright smile of happy lust and upon my second thrust into her lean thighs she pushed her hips up to meet the assault. 

I gave a low animal growl of approval and tightened my grip on her shapely legs as I increased the tempo of my piston-like movements. The impaled fuck toy below me reciprocated and wriggled her rump deliciously against my erection and for a couple of minutes I built up the heat without comment, just wallowing in the mounting excitement in my slave slut and the tension swelling in my balls.

However, when my Owned whore impetuously let her arousal get the better of her and began to caress her unmilked breasts and pull upon her rigid nipples in the way that she knew we both took pleasure from I had to finally speak.

"No, possessed," I mildly scolded her, "leave those tits alone."

The look of disappointment that crossed her pretty face was hard to disguise and I momentarily regretted putting her in the impregnated condition she found herself, the bulge of her full stomach making it impossible to throw myself flat on top of her and kiss away any reproach she felt by my order. However, that same belly lump had stopped me laying on top of her and holding her hands secured so they wouldn't have strayed to her chest in the first place and I was determined to stick to my resolve concerning my plans for her milk-heavy tits, so I cheered her up by slapping at the taut firmness of her upper thighs and telling her that she was a good obedient slut slave and my special fuck pet. 

These soothing obscenities and an increase in the pace of my pounding soon restored her subservient confidence and she stretched out her slim arms to grip the edges of the mattress to keep her hands from wandering naturally back to work her aching nipples.

Even though it had been a couple of days since I'd had the pleasure of my sister's sweltering vulva encasing my corrupt cock I managed to maintain as much dignity as possible under the circumstances and I was still keeping a regular pace with my copulation as the sweet little pregnant slut began to shudder in that familiar way that announced she was on the brink of climax. It occurred to me that apart from the fact that her legs were secured aloft like a perverse version of birthing stirrups that this was probably the closest to vanilla sex that I'd had with her, but then I remembered that since she was my sister and my unrepentant enslaved pain whore we still maintained the desired edge. 

Despite the rope holding her ankles splayed upwards my slut slave was bucking around beneath me and arching her back with rapturous abandon and I couldn't resist laying both my hands on her inflated belly and thrusting harder. She gave a scream that I hoped our newly converted neighbour could hear and jerked mindlessly as the euphoria of orgasm swept over her... I continued to slam hard into her defenseless cunt without mercy and like an obedient nymphomaniac she continued to spasm under the assault, her face contorted with overwhelming ecstasy as multiple orgasms swamped her with unbearable pleasure.


Natural Selection: The Next Day Ch. 02



The atmosphere in the room was slightly tense and the conversation strained...not through any lack of social skills but quite the opposite, my sister, our female guest and myself being intimately acquainted to the extent that normal conversation seemed unworthy of the occasion. Since the occasion so far that memorable morning had entailed various combinations of my salaciously succulent slut of an enslaved sister being fucked or sexually used by our Gothic fetish model guest and myself you'll understand that small talk seemed a waste of our precious energies and at this point all involved were recovering in anticipation of putting my submissive and expressive little sister through further depravity. The fact that she was heavily pregnant had only increased her need for deviant indulgence and being the one who'd impregnated her it only seemed fitting that I had benefited most from her hormonally increased licentious compulsion for extreme forms of sexual extravagance. 

Hence upon learning of our parents' sudden departure for a few days I had decided to give my good pain whore a torrid treat in the voluptuous shape of Phoenix, a Goth lesbian who's concupiscent nature attracted her to spotting my sister's perverse potential shortly after I'd initially corrupted her. Now she sat panting from post coital exertions in an easy chair whilst I fondled my enslaved slut laid out appealingly next to me on the family sofa. Of the three of us the Gothic beauty was still the least naked, although her spike heeled boots, fishnet thighs with the crotch torn out and black shiny corset with half cups which displayed her heavy breasts to perfection only embellished her deviant desires in a way that nakedness never could. My sister and I sat naked as befitting our relationship but all three of us bore the distinctive evidence of licentious activity, our hot exposed flesh coated in various levels of shining wetness whether it be sweat, cum, spit, female lubricants or the sticky nutrients coaxed from my prematurely lactating slut's swollen breasts.

In addition to the slippery nature of my happily reclining sister, my erection was standing upright in rigid anticipation of further indulgence and, since I hadn't cum for a while, a steady stream of clear viscous pre-cum was trailing down to pool on my sister's slender thigh....a flow she was encouraging with subtle movements of her hips against my hardness. I was keen to plunge my aching member back into my sister or just masturbate over her reclining body if she didn't have the energy for anything else, which given the upward spiral of adrenaline fueled lust seemed unlikely, but I was prepared to pace myself and not give Phoenix the satisfaction of becoming sated before her amoral appetites were filled. My sister was devoted to me, but I know that the Goth temptress had designs upon her submissive servitude in ways that lay far beyond this cordial gathering. 

Much as I was aroused by seeing my slave's immolation upon the altar of punished indulgence I wasn't the sadist that Phoenix was and wanted what was best for my little sister. The fact that I'd discovered that what was best for her was hard fucking, spankings, whipping and other forms of BDSM joy just proved my point....there was no depth that I wasn't prepared to leap into in order to indulge her craving for depraved passion. And whilst my current sharing of her with the cruel Goth seductress was as much for my pleasure as for her bi sexual lusts, I knew that she wasn't all that aroused by the thought of being chastised physically by a woman and that cruel glint in Phoenix's eye had grown throughout the proceedings in a way that told me that I may have to intercede if her enthusiasm got too much. Luckily I had a plan in place.



Phoenix's fishnet clad buttocks began to shift in her chair and she slowly parted her strong thighs to display her naked cunt in a way that told you that she was familiar with how tantalizing the pose was; having confessed early on that she regularly masturbated whilst watching the results of her fetish work it was no surprise that her display was so polished, she probably practiced studying herself in a mirror. As planned the move had caught both myself and my sister's attention and the invitation was unmistakable. My erection felt like tempered steel in its hardness and I needed to bury it back into my ever wanton slut, so taking hold of her hair I tugged her up and stood myself. It was pure selfish desire upon my part that made me lead her towards the confidently expectant Goth whilst holding her naked sticky warmth close; I was proud of my slave and what could be more natural that showing off such a prized possession? I positioned her stood in front of the seated woman and moved up right behind her tight behind in a stance that let me grind my rigid cock against her whilst freeing my hands to roam up the front of her fascinating body, stroking her wet stomach before capturing each refilling breast in the palm of my hands and massaging them in a practiced way that I knew would stimulate the mammary glands back into production.

"Look how wet Phoenix is for you, my pet," I teased, "Don't you love seeing her soak our furniture like this....look at that clitoris all hard for your mouth on it, sucking her little girl cock and making her cum like you do to me."

I was laying it on a bit corny I knew, but my slave always responded to the right verbal encouragement and with my hands pulling on her nipples and my balls rubbing her pert arse I wanted her fully aroused and ready to serve our bold guest with her exceptional oral skills. My sister moaned as I pushed her desires in this way and Phoenix shot me a smoldering look that was half defiant at this display of Ownership and half pleading lust to be allowed my sister's usage. I continued to hold her and play with her a little longer until Phoenix gave into temptation and her black-nailed fingers rushed to touch her bloated clit just as I felt the first of a fresh batch of mother's milk dribble over my gripping fingers and cascade obscenely down onto the smooth curve of my slut's occupied belly.



I was too impatient to tease either girl any further so without letting the spurting tits free I guided my salivating sister down onto her hands and knees and walked her between the vicious heeled boots and firm legs that spread wider to allow her progress until my slut's flame red curls were within grabbing distance of the greedy Goth and they were seized and pulled into her sweltering cunt. My orally inclined possession went to work with a passion, her teeth capturing Phoenix's protruding clit and scraping it between sharp teeth that had the vampish woman groaning with the contact. I was still pulling upon my lactating slut's tits in my lust, bending over her from the rear with my throbbing cock trapped between our bodies until I could stand no more...the vision of my sister lapping away and driving the corset constricted woman back into dementia was too much for my self control. I released the milking hold on her breasts and, sliding down her curved buttocks till I was kneeling behind her, I grasped my upstanding erection and forced it between the cleavage of her pert arse and against the lubricated folds of her scalding cunt; with a thrust of my groin I entered her solidly and I scrabbled to grip her hips, lifting them higher as I impaled her good and deep. Ah, that exquisite rush of sensation flowed over me as I buried my incestuous erection down to the hilt until the barrier of her cervix was nudging the burning tip of my cock and my fuck pet was being fully utilized again as befitting her sexual perfection.

My sublime sex slave arched her back as the full length of my stiff prick penetrated her solidly and she raised her head from its loving lapping in order to express her delight in the form of an adorable squeal....Phoenix shot me a glare of malice and forced my slut's mouth back to fellatio of her distended clitoris, her well made up face a mask of lustful contempt at my interrupting her oral reverie, but if she thought that a curled lip and a scowl would dampen my ardor then she seriously misjudged the effect watching her statuesque built-for-sin body holding my sister to her cunt had upon me...I dug my fingers into the pliant flesh of my slave's upper thighs and, lifting her slender weight slightly, hammered myself into her lubricated velvety tightness hard and deep with increasing pace, each in stroke giving an audible slap as my genitals hit hers. 

As I pounded her faster I lifted her higher in order to improve my impalement until she was suspended by the Gothic grip on her head, her hands holding the ankles of Phoenix's stiletto boots and my supporting grasp upon her hips as I fucked her remorselessly. Trapped between us and held so compromised she was helpless to resist our separate desires for satisfaction in the way that I knew she adored being used and even tho' I was receiving increasing jolts of pure pleasure from having her clutching cunt milking my cock, I couldn't help being envious of not having my sister's mouth serving me at the same time, impossible as that would be.

The sexual frenzy was fast approaching its zenith again, as was inescapable given the sensual tension that this gathering of like minded hedonists was bound to create and even tho' the usage of my insatiable slave was mind blowing, fucking her in this elevated doggy style I wanted to up the stakes slightly, just for the sake of taking full advantage of the occasion. Thus I pulled back and my erection sprang free of her molten cunt; lowering her back onto her knees I quickly grabbed my slippery erection and pressed it to the tempting entrance off her ass...her taut sphincter was still slightly relaxed from the tongues and fingers that had violated it already, but, lubricated as it was, the purple tip of my cock still met enough resistance for me to proceed gently at first as her anus accepted the intrusion. I watched intently as the bloated bulb of my mushrooming erection edged its way inside her but I hadn't taken into account the insane arousal coursing through my sister; without warning she thrust her rump against me, forcing my shaft inside her in one fell swoop in a way that must have sent exquisite agony coursing through her as I stretched her with my swollen prick.

I grunted with the shock of suddenly spearing her so savagely but I didn't want to let her painful gesture go to waste so I gripped her hips once again and with savage jerks of my body fucked her tender ass hole brutally in a way that I knew she wallowed in. The ripple effect of my anal assault was immediate: My slut must have bitten some sensitive part of Phoenix's vagina as I filled her arse, going from the scream that she gave, but it was the trigger for the latest Gothic climax as well as my slave's and as orgasm ripped through the two women I slammed myself into my pregnant sister with lustful force. My possession had raised her head from Phoenix's crotch as she howled with incoherent bliss but was still held by the Goth close enough to receive a face full of female ejaculation...even tho' my vision was swimming as I fucked harder I couldn't miss witnessing my lascivious whore trying to catch the full brunt of the squirting cunt juice in her open mouth even as she gave herself mindlessly to her own climax... I was loath to decrease my ass fucking given the overdose of stimulation filling my senses and kept my sodomizing pressure going hard and deep. The more frenzied my fucking the longer my insatiable slave continued to cum until despite my need to shoot my incestuous load inside her I took pity on the whimpering, semi-comatose girl impaled upon me and ceased my thrusts, just holding her limp, soaked body whilst still buried deep inside her. I supported her this lewd way as her body went limp with the sensory overdose it had suffered and fearing her falling flat on her filled belly with disastrous results, I moved my hands higher up her body and pulled her upright as I went back on my haunches until her sated figure was cradled vertically against me and held safe in my arms whilst my still unsatisfied erection was lodged inside her tight rear.

Given the animal lust still gripping me I was tempted to bounce her up and down upon my groin until I came, but I wanted her to be aware of every perverse deed she inspired and at this point she was beyond cognizant thought so I contented myself with molesting her wet tits until she recovered enough to twist her face to mine and we kissed passionately savouring the exotic taste of fresh Goth cum.

This lingering kiss did nothing to reduce the red raw lust that I still carried inside my breast and head and engorged erection that was anally impaling my recovering fuck slave, but a little self control is vital if I was to boast the title of Dom, so I contented myself with stroking her warm, slippery body... I would use this deferred need to cum just as my sister used the pain I favoured her with, as a spur to be used for more intense depravity. And as the various pleasurable stimuli she'd wallowed in so openly and wantonly already that day had left her in a most responsive sub state it was time to inflict some of the painful chastisements that she craved in equal measure to the ecstatic indulgences.

Therefore as I felt her breathing return to normal, or as normal as could be expected when held on my lap impaled with an ass stretched full of brotherly cock, I began to condition her to her upcoming ordeal of contact play by pinching her nipples as we continued to kiss. My sister's slutty powers of recovery never failed to amaze me and her tongue moved against mine with increasing passion as my fingers deftly tugged her teats back into activity, tiny spurts of nutritious white liquid returning to the hard points. At this I ceased my milking....I had more harsh ways of coaxing that corruption of natural bounty in mind. My luscious whore gave a little noise of disappointment as my hands left her tits, but I was determined to move the proceedings along and loath as I was to dislodge myself from the sheath of her anus I motioned her to lean forward so I could slide my cheated erection from inside her. As she returned to her hands and knees, I saw Phoenix watching this lewd display with a mixture of fascination and impatient desire to get her hands back on my precious slave, so I took my time withdrawing my protesting cock from inside her until it sprang free into the cold air, aching for relief still. 

"You are a naughty slave, sister, allowing yourself to be sodomized and milked and leaving our guest unattended... I think all these orgasms we've given you have made you forget your manners," I teased her and given the close nature of our BDSM relationship she anticipated exactly what deviant delights were about to be introduced and jumped instantly to her feet and assumed a suitably submissive stance, arms by her side and head bowed in the way she knew made her look so desirably submissive... a stance that the observing Gothic woman recognized. She leaned forward in her seat with refreshed enthusiasm.

I rose on legs stiff with cramp and gave my approving nod to her alert pose, her slender pale body all shining with the juices of the morning's adventures and looking even more ripe for demented corruption with the swell of her pregnancy paying testament to her corrupted innocence. 'That beautiful supple skin will look even more pretty when decorated by well deserved stripes,' I thought to myself and the sadist in Phoenix was obviously aroused at the promise of punishment regimes for she too stood and ran a tongue across dark painted lips, her stiletto heeled boots helping her tower menacingly over my defenseless sister. Well, not quite defenseless whilst I was there to protect her from unwanted harm.

The lust was growling up inside again as I reached out and slapped her most slappable arse with a sharp crack that reverberated in the heavy silence.



"Go and fetch your punishment case," I ordered her, my voice a tone lower as the fierce desire to chastise swelled in me and she obediently trotted out of the room, the high heels impeding her eagerness slightly but her exit was still done with poise and grace, her naked slenderness being sorely missed the instant she hurried through the door.



Standing in the buff in the room before our Gothic guest with my engorged erection poking skyward was slightly strange without the presence of my sisterly slave... the sort of social occurrence that I was fairly unaccustomed to, but Phoenix seemed at ease and I was beyond caring anyway, such was the focus of my perverse lust. Just as the sub-state is a recognized mental condition, in the right atmosphere then I was in the Dom-state and foremost in my mind was giving my deserving slut the exquisite punishments that kept her my devoted whore.



"I brought a couple of presents for your sister," Phoenix casually volunteered with her trademark mocking edge in her voice and to pass the time till she returned I made inquiring noises; the Gothic woman sauntered over to the hand luggage that she'd brought with her and deliberately bent down from the waist in order to maintain her erotic grace... unzipping the treasure bag, she produced several items that I had no doubt were best sellers at the adult store where she divided her spare time between fetish modeling and where I was convinced she only still worked in order to take advantage of the generous staff discount it gained her.



The first item I recognized was a vicious-looking dressage whip which would have made most horses tremble, but which Phoenix regarded with a loving eye as she displayed it. As usual she was taking liberties for she knew already that my slave's submissive desire for chastisement only lay in receiving it from a male hand, more specifically mine, and I doubted that she intended the gift to be presented to me.



"I prefer a crop or flogger; you can use them at close contact and I like to keep my sister close,' I informed her with as much cool dignity as one can standing bollock naked and erect, but she seemed unfazed and laid it aside in order to produce the next package. This was that popular brand of vibrator called the Lucid Dream, which I presumed that she could recommend highly.



"That might prove more useful," I thanked her just as my near breathless slut burst back into the room, her haste a tribute to perverse devotion to duty. She had brought the emergency case we had assembled with implements necessary for the hardest discipline workout including ropes, floggers, nipple clamps and riding crop, which she handed to me expectantly then resumed her submissive stance like the good girl she was about to prove to be. 

"Look what pretty presents Phoenix has brought for you," I informed my flushed slut and the Goth woman held up the whip and the vibrator, one in each hand, representing the two extremes that my Owned whore constantly yearned to be exposed to... pleasure and pain. I knew which indulgence she needed to be given right now, considering she'd already had considerable pleasure forced upon her already, not that I doubted her capacity for further sexual exhilaration given the effect that pregnancy that had on her already licentious libido. Still, a brisk session of physical chastisement would keep my pain whore nicely balanced and drive her into a higher state of arousal ready for further deviant overdose and, besides, I wanted to show off my enslaved slut's endurance for punishment in front of our sadism inclined guest like the proud Owner I am.

"Would you care to do the honours?" I asked Phoenix as I withdrew the first length of specialized black bondage rope from our bag and the shiny black clad femme set aside her thoughtful gifts and took hold of the length of rope.




Natural Selection: The Next Day Ch. 02



"Tie her wrists for suspension, would you?" I offered and she towered over my shapely slave, looking down into my expectant sister's face as she took hold of her wrists and bound them together with practiced ease. The contrast in the two female forms was stunning; one tightly constrained by corset and slightly tattered fishnet tights standing statuesque as she tied complicated knots, posed as if framed by a camera lens, and the slighter figure of my sister, naked and gorgeous in her impregnated state, looking so vulnerable and corrupted as she allowed herself to be tied. I felt the lust surging up in me again as I moved over to the window alcove of the living room and lifted down a heavy potted plant that hung there... past experimentation had proved that the hook that held it aloft could also hold the weight of my willing prisoner and even that the windows looked out onto enclosed garden displaying my shameless slut like that added a certain forbidden edge to securing her there.



Phoenix had torn her lustful leer from my sweet sister's beautiful face and grasped my purpose upon observing the sturdy hook relieved of its conventional burden. With a feline languidness she led my Owned slut by her bound wrists over to where I was stood waiting and despite my eagerness to get my fuck pet strung up I could have quite happily have watched her be paraded around the room like that. However, Phoenix obviously shared my urgency to have my slave receive her due punishments and brought her straight to me; not to be cheated of further visual stimulation I strode over to our bag of tricks and pulled out a handy spreader bar, handing it to Phoenix without a word... we were obviously on the same wavelength where my sister was concerned and with a dignified sneer the Gothic woman knelt down to secure my slave's ankles onto the metal bar, forcing her legs apart to the extent that her balance, already precarious in the high heels that were her only item of clothing left, was further compromised. 



To help keep our captive upright I took this opportunity to thread the rope binding her wrists upwards to the waiting hook and pulling it taut my slave's arms were raised until they were vertical and framing her serene visage. I tied the rope off and noticed that Phoenix was still on her knees and taking advantage of the positioning of splayed legs before her; she had not been able to resist the delicious cunt glistening before her and who could blame her? I never could. 

The dark haired woman was leaning forward in order to take lazy long laps at the dripping slit presented to her, her pointed talented tongue exploring the wet folds in an unhurried manner that seemed to be making my salacious cum slut giddy and I tested the rope to ensure that it was pulled tight enough to keep my possession upright should the oral attention prove too overwhelming. Thus, with my darling angel whore's safety confirmed, I returned to the bag and selected a nice hefty flogger to add to the full spectrum of sensations that were to be inflicted upon her exposed and restrained naked suppleness. 

From across the room where the bag of fun was sat the sight of her slim body rocking helpless under the active mouth buried between her thighs under the swell of her occupied belly was again a treat to behold, and in that moment I decided to up the stakes slightly and bring my planned schedule forward a bit. Since both women in the room were engrossed in their pleasures they were oblivious to the phone call I made, just a few whispered words of instruction but gratefully received by the party on the other end of the line. With that sideline set in motion I softly strolled back to within striking distance of the figure suspended by upheld arm. 

It almost seemed a shame to interrupt the sexual reverie that my fuck pet was rapidly becoming lost in, but as they say, "spare the rod and spoil the slut," and since I knew how much a firm thrashing would accelerate her lust I took careful aim and let fly; the leather throngs lashed hard against the smooth round perfection of her buttocks and shocked her back to pain drenched reality. She was already thrusting her hips against her Gothic tormentor's face, but the shock of the flails' impact really got her thighs bucking as her whole hanging body undulated in a sensation explosion. Anyone less determined than Phoenix might have been dislodged by the unexpected increase in reaction, but she had the taste of my sister intoxicating her and she never missed a beat as her probing tongue delved into the source of the streaming fuck honey; she merely took a firmer grasp on my sister's legs to steady them both and continued in her muffled eating motion. 

I took a second swipe at the squirming alabaster arse and once again was gratified by her skill in absorbing the precision delivered pain and using it to force her pelvis against the stimulation she was soaking in between her thighs. Trapped between such extremes of sensation I knew she would be delirious with the combination which would lift her onto a higher plain of intensity and I had no reservations about increasing the tempo of blows until her cheeks were glowing rosy and as agitated as her clitoris would be as Phoenix began to nibble upon it. The probability of my pain whore cumming under this double assault was in no question and I was quite happy to allow it since I rarely had the extra pair of hands or active mouth available to mix my slave's yearned after chastisements with orgasms. However, Phoenix was made of crueler stuff and with a sudden disengagement lent clear of the wet hot slit between my sister's thighs and rose to her feet uncaring of leaving my slave unsatisfied or that fact that her face was smeared with girlie fuck lube.

I don't approve of restricting my sister's climaxes in any way and in that moment I'd have liked to have taken the crop to our guest and not for her pleasure, but I made myself ignore the disappointed groan that escaped from my corrupted sister's sweet mouth and tried to make up for the loss of oral attention she was suddenly denied by twisting her round to me on her unsecured arms and kissing her longingly on her heavy breathing mouth.



The pent up frustration that we both were suffering was to be felt in that kiss and I pulled her swaying body to mine, relishing the feeling of her hot flesh against mine as her rapidly refilling breasts and distended stomach pressed against me. My solid cock was flooding pre-cum and I reached round to my hanging slut's back and drew her closer so my lubricated erection slid up between us against the curve of her impregnated belly as a crude reminder of how I was using her for breeding purposes. Just as the kiss was raising my desire to the point that I was actively raising and lowering my body at the knees so my incestuous prick was fucking the burning smoothness of her rounded stomach, the contact of our lips was rudely broken and my slave's body spun away from my embrace. My eyes shot open to see that Phoenix had become impatient with my hogging my slave's body and had took hold of her hair, tugging her clear and twisting her upper body round to face her greedy lust. I stood back and allowed the Gothic woman to bend her face down to meet my sister, who had a dazed look on her face at the rapid exchange of control but was in such an open and receptive sub-state that she accepted whatever stimulation was forced upon her.

Manners forbade my complaining about this battle for possession of my sisterly slave, and besides I was confident enough in my Ownership of my sweet slut to know that any usage I allowed of her by others would always be but a temporary distraction from the complete possession that I had of her; at every opportunity I told her that she was mine and that is exactly what she was and wanted. Mine to use and to indulge and to be allowed to be played with like she was being by Phoenix, who, once I'd relinquished my hold on my slave, had swung her back straight and was stood in my place, kissing and caressing my bound and helpless and ecstatic slave with increasing passion. 

She strained against her vertical confinement as we kissed, her tormented body desperate for contact of any kind and with brotherly compassion I lifted my leg and stepped across the spreader bar that kept her legs captive and captivating in their splayed wideness in order that she could grind her burning cunt into my upper thigh. My fingers dug into her red raw buttocks as I pulled her against me and the kiss continued as I allowed her to undulate her hips until the friction of her gaping cunt had fuck juice trickling down my leg.

Delightful as this distraction was, I was mindful that her punishments were still at an early stage and besides, the lewd and abandoned pelvic thrusts that my secured slut was rapidly losing herself to were playing havoc with my appreciative erection which was sliding attentively against the curve of her occupied belly, my sensitive purple cock flesh tingling at the feel of her warm skin rubbing against it in a manner likely to have explosive results. I reluctantly lowered my sticky leg from between hers and broke the seal of our lips. Her angelic face had a distant look upon it and her blue eyes were glazed with overwhelming lust and the need to either cum again or to have pain inflicted upon her slender hanging frame. I vowed to give her a mixture of the two although given the general spontaneous nature that I preferred these sessions to follow I stepped back in order to marvel at the vision she made tied hanging there like a living breathing sex toy. 

Phoenix had her own ideas about how to use my sister, however, and hadn't been idle whilst I'd been molesting her. As I'd stepped backwards from my delectable red haired pain whore I observed that she'd been approaching from behind with determined purpose... she'd obviously been delving into her bag of gifts again because she'd produced a solid-looking bendy double ended dildo; one end of the fake phallus she was rubbing against her glistening crotch as she strode towards her object of depraved desire and her intent was obvious. Positioned as she was and dazed anyway, my sister missed the madly erotic sight of the Gothic beauty behind her... Phoenix bent her shapely legs at the knees and, throwing me a direct look of sneering lust, slowly and deliberately worked the rubber cock into her well lubricated cunt... the shining slit framed so perfectly by the circular hole torn in her fishnet tights.

Always one aware of projecting a dramatic pose, she threw her head back wordlessly as the realistically modeled cock entered her body and obviously stretched her in a way she craved... it was such a erotic sight to see her gripping the springy member with both hands and feeding it deep inside herself until it must have been pressing against her cervix. Fully penetrated she opened her heavily mascaraed eyes; satisfied that there was still enough protruding phallus for her purpose she took a step closer to my unsuspecting slave, the remaining length of phony cock being brandished for my benefit.



Without conscious thought I realized that I was now stood transfixed and gripping my own aching member in sympathy with my slave slut's impending penetration and since my hanging sister was so fuckable in her vulnerable bondage I mentally urged Phoenix on in her perverse purpose. My possession was breathing heavily in her restrained condition, still lost in the delirium of her flagellation and her refilling tits were heaving most invitingly so I held the flogger handle harder in place of my erection and prepared my contribution to my insatiable slave's next bout of debauched excess.

The Goth woman's stealthy approach still had my submissive sister unaware of her imminent violation and the startled look upon her face as her assailant guided the flexible ridged rubber cock up between her secured legs and effortlessly into the lubricated orifice glistening there so defenselessly. Her pretty blue eyes opened wide as the serpent-like ribbed length was fed into her from behind and it occurred to me that Phoenix must have done this before considering the ease with which she entered my bound slave's wet cunt; after all, she was working from behind without a line of sight. The imitation cock continued to disappear inside my squirming sister's lithe body as the woman on the other end pressed herself against her cute rear and, satisfied it was lodged deep inside her victim, she released her hold on it and grabbed the swinging figure's hips in triumph and in order to thrust herself into my sister and force the double headed dong into both of them harder. I'd been biding my time waiting for Phoenix's sadistic lust to get the better of her and I timed my renewed swing to perfection-- the flogger cracked and made contact with my perfect pain whore's sore breasts at the exact moment her cunt was being stretched to the limit by the intruding phallus, thus ensuring her entire restrained body was racked savagely with conflicting sensations of inflicted exquisite agony.

She threw her head back as far as it could under the obstruction that her tied arms either side allowed and her entire succulent supple body seemed to ripple with ecstatic reaction as she jerked as much as the restrained position she was secured into let her.

Phoenix took advantage of the spasm of motion that we'd created between us and her sharp black painted talons took a firmer hold on my sister's slender hips in order to thrust her powerful thighs against the suspended slave that was my pregnant sister. The slap of flesh upon flesh as her pubic bone rammed against my sub's sore buttocks was as distinct as that of the flail as I continued to strike at my sibling slut's long suffering breasts... usually her lactating tits were milked four times a day by either her or myself, but the increased severity of today's stimulation seemed to have increased their production to unrealized levels and once again I was gratified to notice the white liquid beginning to appear from the tormented hard knots of her swollen mammary glands as I flogged them, almost as if her tits were cumming for their Master on command.

The flexible shining latex cock was pounding up and into my sister's streaming cunt as the Goth woman impaled upon its other end perfected the rhythm that drove it to maximum effect and both women seemed to surrender themselves to the momentum of the penetration motion deep inside each other's bodies.

(To be continued soon by His slave in her editorial duties.)



Natural Selection: The Next Day



I am only human and although it wasn't exactly kindness that triggered my own orgasm so much as the knowledge that I could inflict such excruciating rapture in her, I felt myself pass the point of no return aided by the clutching of her active internal cunt muscles and with a final grunt I slammed myself against her cervix and lifted her rear clear of the bed as I erupted a pressurized blast of hot cum deep into her womb. I couldn't stifle a sob of pure pleasure as her velvet cunt instinctively milked my erection of its first shot and my glutton for depravity swooned as another orgasm filled her. 

Another massive heavy load violently expelled from my cock head and, much as I wanted to stay buried inside her feeling this rapturous surge of bliss, I kept hold of my sense of deviant decorum and stepped back so my jerking cock was freed... 

My slut made an incoherent noise of protest at being deprived of her Master's tribute of ejaculation but I hadn't finished cumming yet, I just wanted to spread the incestuous seed around more and decorate her in a fitting fashion. Just as my cock pulled free of its burning sheath and sprang upwards I shot another load that sprayed the glistening slit and bald pubic mound and upwards across the underside of the belly that had been caused to swell by sperm from the same source.

I grabbed hold of the wayward bobbing erection, all slippery from girlie fuck juice, and grasped the bulging cock head, sliding my fist down the shaft to maintain the orgasm and a string of cum flew clear, up and over my sister's curved stomach heading in the direction of her tits. I succumbed to a pleasure short circuit at this point and missed seeing where the diminishing-in-strength final squirts landed, my eyes becoming unfocused and my senses swimming by this point in the proceedings. 

I held on to the bound legs I was standing between for balance until I recovered my composure and was rewarded by the sight of my sister's joyful smile looking up at me with devotion as she playfully trailed her slim fingers through the impressive amount of sperm that I'd deposited on her full breasts and fuller belly. Seeing that contented angelic face beaming up at me over the sticky length of her slender body filled me with a parental sense of pride at impregnating her along with a less wholesome desire to cover her pretty face with future loads of my seed.

I glanced at the alarm clock by her bed that was somewhat less exciting that the method I had awoken her with this special morning. I'd been fucking her longer than I'd imagined, but that was always the danger when indulging in this activity that made time stand still.

"Good morning, possessed," I greeted her cordially now that the contents of my balls were distributed where they were best displayed.

"I've got plans for you today and more pleasant surprises, so listen carefully. I want you to lay there a little longer whilst I get dressed, then I'll show you what you are to wear for me today... which includes that cummy deposit so do not clean yourself up or play with it."

"Yes, Sir," she breathed, her clear blue eyes bright with the prospect of further debauched surprises and guiltily raised her fingers from the sticky deposits they had been idly exploring, raising them to her lips and lapping them clean like a well behaved young slut.

I left her legs tied in the vertical position; it looked completely natural these days even with her enlarged pregnant belly and she seemed comfortable enough, even when my thick cum began to trickle out of her splayed cunt. Taking note of the time I swiftly returned to my bedroom and pulled on my usual black jeans and shirt then returned to my imprisoned sister's room. The position must have been more comfortable than I realized for she had drifted off into a light sleep after the exertion of her early morning wakeup call... a contented look on her face and a restless hand laid lightly upon her glistening cunt most decoratively... a perfect portrait of corrupted sisterhood. I was tempted to seek out my camera to capture the moment for posterity, but I was aware of the schedule I had to adhere to so I went to my possession's chest of draws and chose her outfit carefully. 

Since I'd taken full control of my sibling slut I often decided what clothes she must wear for my pleasure and to enhance my Ownership of her, so I was familiar with the location of her intimate apparel although the opportunity to show her off to full effect had been rarer since her "condition" had begun to show itself. I assembled her wardrobe quickly since it was going to be so minimal and then whilst she was still slumbering I fastened her leather D ring collar of enslavement around that slender neck and her eyes opened as the reassuring feeling penetrated her senses. I bent down to kiss her soft silky lips to make sure she was fully awake then moved to the foot of the bed to undo the knotted rope holding her ankles aloft.

"No time to waste, my good slave," I told her. "Put these clothes on ready for today's treat." 

Her eyes glistened with anticipation as she saw the garments I'd selected for her, basically a tiny skirt barely larger than a belt that I knew displayed her buttocks and cunt at the slightest provocation and her favourite bra that pressed her tits up most enticingly sluttish... at least it used to before pregnancy and forced lactation had swollen them at least a couple of cup sizes... 

I watched approvingly as she struggled to put the confining but cute bra on, binding her breasts as expected and when fastened up twin dark stains appeared where the erect nipples were straining against the itchy lacy material as milk began to escape her overflowing tits in protest. With the tiny skirt slung low on her hips and the smooth roundness of her belly complimenting the sight my sister looked suitably whorish in appearance and it was satisfying for me as her big brother and Master to dress her so appropriate to her personality.

I left her legs bare for a change and handed her a plain black pair of stilettos to complete the effect of depravity... when she was wearing them and standing proud for her Owner's inspection I had to admit that she looked every inch of the degenerate slut she was to me and I affectionately attached her leash to the collar, then, holding the chain at full length, admired the perversity of her leaking tits and curve of her fertile belly still covered with my cum whilst more cum was in evidence escaping from underneath the tiny skirt making its way down the insides of her thighs. I smiled to myself: She was ready for the rest of the day.

To pass the remaining couple of minutes I had her walk close to me with a wordless pull on her leash and I kissed her affectionately... the simple meeting of our tongues building into a crescendo of slippery passion until I was beginning to consider ditching the carefully laid plans and throwing her back onto her bed in order to spread her legs and siphon out out the leaking cum with my mouth in order to drool it across her deserving body... 

Kissing my slave sister always inflames my impetuous compulsion to surprise her with demented acts I know would appeal, but luckily for my dignity I heard a car pulling up into our driveway at the exact time I'd arranged. I pulled my face from hers and for a second alarm crossed her angelic features as she thought that our parents had returned... I hadn't let her know the extent of our freedom yet.

"It sounds like we have visitors," I teased and I kept a tight hold on her leash as I led her out of her bedroom and carefully down the stairs... the high heels and pregnant stomach meaning that I maintained a protective grip on her. As we descended and approached the front door I was proud to observe my slave slut had relaxed noticeably, such was the trust she held for her Master. She knew that even when I was subjecting her to painful thrashings or tortuous bondage I always had her best interest in mind and I would never humiliate her or selfishly put my pleasure before her safety. 

I opened the front door and paraded her into the outside world to greet the familiar figure climbing out of the car that had pulled into the drive; our family home was a semi-detached house enclosed by a high hedge that kept the world at bay and was overlooked only by the house next door, that of ever observant Mrs. Parker.

"What's going on? that's a bit obvious considering all you've told me about your nosy neighbor," the woman who was watching our approach said.

The newly arrived guest's name was Phoenix, well not her real name, but upon embracing the Goth lifestyle she'd cast aside her given name along with her inhibitions and morality. My sister and I had met her at the very beginning of our incestuous Sado/masochist relationship when upon discovering the exultation that BDSM filled us with we'd sought out implements to put our lust into painful practice and she was the sales assistant who got caught in the glare of our taboo radiant enthusiasm. Or rather my sister's, for Phoenix was a committed lesbian who used her seductive dark glamour to lure women of all types, a black lipstick lesbian if you like. At that first shopping expedition the Goth Domme had set her sights upon my enticing sister and had been rather upset to learn of her lust driven loyalty to her big brother and Master... she couldn't imagine being Dominated by anyone else. 

However, since my sweet sister is bisexual with a weakness for voluptuous Goth women and I could never deprive her of any appropriate deviant indulgence I have encouraged her to surrender to Phoenix's charms on occasion with me in attendance to keep a watchful eye on events. Thus I was tolerated by the Goth seductress although I suspected the incestuous nature of our Master/slave relationship secretly appealed to her sense of deviancy. Not that she wouldn't try and steal my precious slut away from me given the opportunity, which seemed like a reasonable excuse to supervise and direct their play sessions; besides, my Owned whore preferred my presence under these circumstances so she could display her appreciation of the female form to me knowing how it turned me on.

Since I'd impregnated my sister and it had begun to show the chances to bring her and Phoenix together had been greatly reduced and the Goth hadn't seen my possessed for a couple of months, which is why I'd gone out of my way to dress her in attire that enhanced the swollen properties of her belly and tits to perverse effect. (Covering her in my cum was also designed to remind Phoenix where my lovely slave's heart lay.) It must have been a breathtaking sight to spring upon her, especially coming out to greet her in the open air.

"What have you done to your sister?" Phoenix exclaimed in amazement, catching herself as she realized how foolish a statement that was.

"Don't you like her in her current condition? She's blooming with the purity of motherhood and her hormones have turned her into even more of an insatiable pain whore," I informed her proudly and even the permanent look of sexy disdain that she cultivated in true Goth style faltered as her perverse mind considered the inherent possibilities

Phoenix had an unfamiliar look about her which I put down to her mind being forced to contemplate such heterosexual pursuits, but then I realized it was also due to the unusual style of dress she had arrived in: A long concealing overcoat that I had no doubt was an attempt at decency considering her normal style of attire ran to extreme fetish couture, a perk of her part time job in the specialty adult store we'd met her in, although since then she had branched out into BDSM fetish modeling where she was in great demand as the cruel voluptuous vixen... typecasting was never a concern for her and she was living the sadistic lesbian Goth dream. 

"You're a trifle overdressed today," I teased, noting that the vicious-looking stiletto boots visible at the bottom of her low sweeping coat.

"I was thinking of your Christian watchdog of a neighbor," she retorted with a sneer, insulted I'd implied that modesty or fear of exhibiting her licentious nature had influenced her outward appearance, nodding upwards to where the next door upstairs curtain was twitching quite obviously. Phoenix may only have an eye for the ladies, but she derived great satisfaction from flaunting her impressive curves to anybody with a pulse, that sexual power of attraction being a major proportion of being the vampish Goth vision to her, another reason for the appeal of a career in modeling and hard core on-line session work. Let's face it. Beyond trying to look good and pretend to be a vampire the Goth movement didn't have a whole lot of philosophy behind it. 

"Oh, I don't think you need worry about Mrs. Parker anymore, she's seen what my sister is capable of and has come to see things in a whole new light... You might say she's 'born again'."

I might make fun of Phoenix a little but I'd never describe her as slow on the uptake; a slow smile spread across her immaculately made up face as she realized my meaning and the reason behind my proudly parading my slut slave so openly outside. She still patiently stood on the end of my leash enjoying the exchange, but the need to be molested was obviously growing in her by the way her hips were shifting slightly as she waited.

"Well, in that case..." the raven-haired guest said, throwing off her overcoat contemptuously to reveal the black shiny corset that was straining to contain her curvaceous body in the desired shape, the half cups presenting her breathtaking breasts to perfection and her powerful thighs and shapely legs enhanced by fishnet tights and calf high laced boots. She looked like she'd just stepped off the set of a particularly high budgeted fetish session and there was a good chance she had. All she needed was a whip in her elbow length latex-gloved hand to complete the provocative picture.

My sister gave a little gasp of appreciation at this vivid unveiling and the bedroom curtains next door gave a distinct accompanying flutter; it wasn't my Owned slut's natural inclination to sexually submit to another woman, but Phoenix radiated lascivious possibilities and it would be a dull human of either sex who wasn't tempted by that dark vision of depravity. The thought of my innocent sister in that brutal beauty's latex clad arms made me keenly aware of the need to return my stiffening cock back into the depths of her fertile body. Phoenix stood unashamed in a well rehearsed casual pose that showed her intimidating curves off to their best advantage, basking in the attention of all three observers, but from the hungry look in her heavily mascaraed eyes as they smoldered towards my enslaved sibling she was itching to test the increased appetites that my impregnation had unleashed.

Just as a gesture of brinkmanship and to remind our Goth visitor where my slave girl's heart lay I put an arm round my precious sister's slender shoulder and stroked her swollen belly with the other hand that still held her leash tight, the gesture being partly of Ownership and partly of proud parenthood... My fingers slid through the sticky cum I'd deposited there earlier and without thinking I raised my fingers to her lips to clean them. I was pleased to notice that my flirty little fuck pet looked straight into Phoenix's eyes as her pointed tongue flicked out to lap up my incestuous seed and, despite trying to maintain an air of cool indifference, the sexual tension was palpable; the Goth woman's well presented cleavage threatened to ripple clear of the barely restraining corset as her breathing deepened. 

For devilment I stepped from my wanton girl's side and chided her mildly for her bad manners, telling her to kiss our stunning guest and taking a firm hold of her flame hued locks I maneuvered her provocatively close to Phoenix, who overcame whatever revulsion she would normally have felt at the thought of tasting the cum that still adorned my pretty slave's lips. I tugged her hair to tilt her face upwards to accommodate the taller woman's eagerly descending face, each woman's high heels canceling each other out, the slightly older woman still having a good six inches height advantage. 

Their mouths met in a flourish of darting tongues and pent up desire and I enjoyed keeping a maintaining hold on both my sister's hair and leash to remind all three women who ultimately controlled my passionate nymphet sister. Phoenix held my personal sex slave slut as close as the enlarged belly and her own agitated bosom would allow and I watched shiny black latex covered hands reach round the exposed flesh of my sister's back and roam down to flip up the tiny band of skirt in order to kneed and molest the irresistible pertness of my possession's most molestable buttocks; buttocks I reminded myself that had so far today gone un-spanked. 

Given the rising excitement that my slutty slave was exhibiting as she melted into the deep Goth kisses, obviously delighting in being allowed to give her passion full reign with my reassuring hold on her hair signaling my approval, I was of the mind that a good spanking and fucking might be called for, although having invited our vampire-influenced guest it would be rude to exclude her from events. So I let my lust rise patiently as I watched the contrasting two gorgeous females continue to greet each other, my sister's shyness melting as she raised her hands to stroke the curves of corset covered hips and narrow restrained waist.

Breaking off this intoxicating observance of euphoric exploration I glanced up to Mrs. Parker's window and saw that this outdoor greeting had worked its intended magic; she stood in open sight now with mouth equally open. I judged it time to move events indoors and let our neighbor stew in her own juices for a little while whilst her imagination worked overtime, so I used my slave's hair to firmly pull her jaw from her friend's; she responded instantly to the unspoken instruction in spite of the obvious pleasure that she was experiencing in Phoenix's embrace. The Goth woman came up for air with a puzzled far away expression on her immaculately made up face and regained her composure with slight difficulty... it wasn't the done thing for her to show lust driven weakness in my tolerated presence. 

"Shall we retire inside?" I inquired pleasantly and my sister beamed me such a sweet smile of pure joy at the prospect of further play that my heart gave a lurch that matched the one my cock gave.

I was always impressed by her eagerness to sink to new depths of depravity and with those two sets of greedy female eyes fixed upon her I felt a surge of pride in being her brother, corrupter and Master. A surge of lust accompanied this brotherly affection and so I reigned her leash tight and turned towards the house; with a poised graceful move she followed my lead forcing Phoenix to retrieve an intriguingly large shoulder bag out of her car quickly and totter after us as fast as her intimidatingly high heels would allow. 

As we got to the doorstep I decided to further impress upon our vampish guest who my slave belonged to, but in a way that would entice her at the same time, so once we crossed into the hallway I ordered my sister down onto her hands and knees like the pampered pet she was and as I continued to lead her from the front I knew what an erotically impressive sight Phoenix would be treated to following from the rear... the swollen belly in no way detracting from the sleek feline movement of her crawl and that tiny skirt concealing in no way the irresistible sight of my slave's pert arse and succulent soaked cunt that was perverse poetry in motion.

As I headed this procession steering my pliant possession towards the living room the phone began to ring and its urgent tones seemed in my twisted mind to be reflecting the desperation of the person I just knew was on the other end. Making sure I kept a dignified pace as befitting the delicate condition my pregnant sister was in I walked to the telephone extension in the room I'd chosen as our destination and casually picked it up; sure enough it was Mrs. Parker inquiring after my sister's health with an unmistakable tremor in her voice. It was nice that her inquisitive ways had been bent to more lascivious subjects, but I'd planned to introduce her into events after Phoenix had been allowed some exclusive indulgence, so I assured our anxious neighbour that she would be summoned when required and that she should prepare herself accordingly.




Natural Selection: The Next Day



I smiled at the meticulously made-up eyebrow that our Goth friend was arching in question to this brief conversation, but I assured her that all would be revealed later and she grasped the implied double meaning and gave a cruel smile of anticipation.

My delectable half-naked slut was waiting obediently at my feet but the sexual tension in the room was as taut as the shiny corset and latex gloves that were binding Phoenix in sensual shape and I could almost feel my beautiful whore's trembling excitement traveling up the chain of her leash... her voracious sexual compulsions being intensified both by her impregnated condition and by being flaunted so lewdly in front of the leering gaze of such a formidable female as Phoenix. Without further delay I pulled on her leash to set her at heel to me and led her over to the stout coffee table that stood parallel to the plush sofa in the center of the room. 

Instantly understanding my intent when I walked around the table and directed her to it she raised herself up and climbed nimbly up on to it in a smooth movement. I sat down on the sofa, still maintaining my control of her via the chain and collar and admired the pose that she instinctively held on her hands and knees on display on the improvised plinth. She held her head up and arched her spine so her rear end was suitably displayed.... the curve of her fertile belly downwards and imprisoned tits squeezed uncomfortably and overflowing out of that pre-lactation era bra adding to the sense of occasion. 

I reluctantly lifted my gaze from the presented prized slut that I had brought to this state of submissive splendor and was happy to see that Phoenix was equally mesmerized by the raw sexuality of the display. I leaned forward and gave my sister an approving stroke that allowed my hand to roam from her exposed rump up her spine and delve into the curls of her whore red hair, taking firm hold of it in the process. With this physical connection established I was ready to allow the imposing woman in shiny black access to the delights of my slave slut.

"Don't stand on ceremony, Phoenix, I can tell my dear sister is ready for a woman's touch," I offered and the Goth seductress needed no second invitation. 

With a heaving bosom threatening to burst free of its confines she carefully approached her prey and, shooting me a final look that was a mixture of jealousy, resentment and gratitude, she reached out her latex clad hands and took hold of my slave's shapely buttocks and molested her rear and inner thighs with undisguised relish. The contrast between the paleness of my sister's white flesh and the gloves of her admirer was striking and as her hands took firm hold I was reminded of the latex panties that I'd bought my sweet sister that first day of her sexual surrender to me.

My wanton possession wriggled her arse encouragingly as the Goth girl standing over her became bolder in her exploration and the shininess of the latex fingers was increased by the glistening lubricant that was coating her gloves as they dipped into the folds of her leaking cunt. Fixing me once again with a telling look, Phoenix raised her fingers to her mouth and slowly flicked out her wicked tongue to lap them clean of the juices. I knew her calm pose was on the brink of collapse from the heavy lidded smolder in her eyes and the agitated flutter of her compressed cleavage but she couldn't resist the odd dramatic gesture. 

However, the taste of my sister's nectar triggered more primeval urges and with a noise of pent up lust she dropped to her knees at the end of the coffee table and pressed her face hard between my ecstatic slut's perfectly presented thighs. I kept tight hold of my sister's hair as she reacted to the sensations being orally administered to her with a satisfied sigh... I watched Phoenix's Bettie Page coiffure bob up and down as she regained some composure and traveled her mouth and tongue languidly in lengthening journeys that I could tell were stretching down under to lap at her rigid clitoris then moving upwards to tantalizingly to tease her cutely puckered asshole.

I doubt I was enjoying the progress of that black head of hair up and down as much as my squirming sister, but even so it was pretty stimulating and I was tempted to move further along the sofa to get a better view since being positioned as I was at the top end of my slave I was missing the full spectacle of her oral ravishment. However, I felt somewhat bashful about intruding upon that intimacy the girls were sharing, which was strange for me, especially since I realized I was showing no shyness in my hand unconsciously unzipping my trousers and releasing my compressed aching cock. I could have done myself an injury trying to keep my steel hard erection concealed anyway I reasoned as I rose from my seat and positioned myself at the opposite end of the low table in order to guide my bloated cock to my sister's welcoming mouth.

That indescribable sensation of electric bliss shivered throughout my body as her velvet lips encircled my throbbing shaft, easing it deep into her mouth gently as not to disturb the flow of arousal being inflicted upon her lower quarters, and I held her head secure with both my hands now gripped on her flaming locks. The view from this angle was much improved as I could oversee the frantic gyrations that Phoenix's face was performing, along with those two slim latex covered hands groping my squirming possession's buttocks and inner thighs quite determinedly as the Goth girl increased the intensity of her licking and lapping and sucking and biting. 

I wondered if she realized that she was also wallowing in my cum that I'd deliberately deposited inside my sister earlier, undoubtedly held in place by her superior internal muscles, but if she had noticed my contribution to her drinking of my sister she was beyond caring and I settled down to enjoying the prospect of having my sister's obviously fast approaching orgasm transmitted to me via her oral hold on my appreciative cock.

I was content to just stand there, knees bent slightly to keep my groin at the correct height and let my talented sister swirl her tongue over the exposed smooth purple flesh of my bell end, although my instinct was to give into the animal lust making my head spin and fuck her face... however, it was my slave's special indulgence day and I didn't want to interrupt the pure pleasure that I knew she was experiencing under Phoenix's talented tongue. As the passion built up in her, though, she began to frantically increase her suction of me trying to pull me deeper and deeper inside her mouth, then as I pulled her hair harder in response she started to oscillate violently between the two people using her so exquisitely and making her swell with slutty pride at being the focus of such deviant desire. 

She thrust her face against me and drew back, the strength of the vacuum grip she had on my erection forcing my hips to follow suit and give her the hard fellatio I knew she always craved; as her body jerked into this regular motion Phoenix was equally forced hard against my slave's tender loins until she had to raise her soaked face free and I witnessed her replace her tongue with two shiny fingers... sliding them effortlessly into my sister's grasping cunt and causing a muffled groan to emit from my happy slut's stuffed mouth.

Being somewhat of a connoisseur of debauchery when it concerns my Owned girl I was further thrilled to oversee the Goth girl kneeling at her rear spit a freshening glob of saliva into the cleft of already drenched arse then slowly work the thumb of the hand hammering away between creamy humid thighs deliberately into the tight bud of my kneeling sister's anus. The hold upon her was complete and the frenzied shiver as all three of my slave's orifices were filled was a delight to observe, especially from the position where I held her. 

My sister was fast approaching the oblivion of orgasm as she threw herself back and forth with reckless abandon between her mutual appreciation society and the abundance of pheromones from the gathering was effecting all assembled, although I couldn't help thinking that I was best placed for stimulation; the sight of the dark fetish attired woman working relentlessly at my slut's exposed erogenous zones so dedicated, her white bosom jutting clear of the corset's half cups and pierced nipples erect points in her tireless exertions...

I didn't need to be a mind reader to know what desire was burning in Phoenix's twisted brain... the wild, almost cruel lustful glint in her eyes told me how much she wanted to be fisting my vulnerable sister as she knelt so exposed but still far too tight to be used so harshly and to my shame I decided to invite the Goth back after my slut had given birth... after all, I intended to take advantage of the overstretched condition. 

I hadn't anticipated the full sadistic nature of the woman pounding at my sweet sister, however, for just as my fuck pet was approaching the peak of rapture in a way that I knew so well Phoenix suddenly withdrew her penetrating digits and rose to her full height, leaving my poor slut high and dry at the worst possible moment. My possession actually released her oral hold on my shaft in dismay and shock, thus compounding the offense and I shot the Goth stood above us a withering look that was lost on her, such was her cruel satisfaction at causing my orgasm addicted sub a jarring disappointment. 

My poor confused sister whimpered in frustration and I stroked her hair affectionately; I'd never practiced climax denial with her since I took such delight in making her cum as often as possible and to have it sprung at such a heated moment was beyond me. Oblivious to the change in the sex charged atmosphere that her actions had caused, Phoenix was busy fiddling with the lower part of her corset, which proved to have a detachable section that covered her crotch. 

The unwanted part of the garment was removed to reveal a plump hairless pubic mound that had soaked the fishnet material that was cutting and dividing the pouting cunt lips and she stood with gloved hands on hips shifting her buttocks and displaying her arousal in such a bold fashion that my sister swiveled round from her knees and hands position and perched on the edge of the coffee table, instinctively spreading her legs apart in doing so in order to be as openly displayed as I had taught her to display herself.

Despite the harsh letdown that she had suffered my sister's dedication to degenerate service was intact and even if she didn't deserve it I still wanted to see my slave make the Goth cum as much as my possession wanted to make her cum, so rather than break the mood I left Phoenix's uncouth behaviour go unremarked upon; rather, I stood up and restored a little of my authority.

"Sister, lay on your back now, all that kneeling isn't good for you," I instructed and obediently my slave resumed her place on the coffee table, this time laid flatly prone across its surface with her smooth curved belly raised above her and her knees raised slightly as her feet rested upon the floor. 

She looked so relaxed in this reclining posture that I walked over to the place I'd concealed our ropes when I'd decided to use this room as the venue for the morning's events, slightly conscious as I did of the solid erection still poking proudly out of my flies. Retrieving the lengths of rope I returned to the table with Phoenix standing somewhat nonplussed at this rearrangement and, even tho' she'd abused my hospitality with her thoughtless sadism, I didn't want my sister's exuberant mood lessened.

"My sister hasn't been milked this morning yet. I thought maybe you'd like to have the honour," I informed her as evenly as I could muster and for a second the bafflement on the still well made up face, despite being smeared with my sister's cunt honey, was priceless. My slave slightly gave the game away by eagerly lifting her upper body up and reaching behind herself in order to unhook the tight restricting bra that had been cutting into her enlarged tits and was already stained wet with the lactation that had commenced with the sexual arousal that her highly trained mammary glands were attuned to. Shifting her weight to afford me the sight of her muscular fishnet enhanced buttocks, Phoenix once more knelt alongside my prostrate near-naked slave and reached down to capture the swollen tits in her latex grasp.

I hesitated and watched whilst the Gothic lesbian discovered how sensitive to manipulation my impregnated sister slut's productive breasts had become; the first few tentative gropes soon rewarded them both with steady discharges of milk squirting upwards and splattering down satisfyingly upon my licentious slave...with a little practiced pulling upon the aching teats Phoenix was shooting white streams that arced up and landed across my sisters smiling face or with a change of tit direction could be splattering hot milk onto her own protruding cleavage, a sensation she seemed to relish. 

Whilst these new experiences were consuming the Goth I swiftly tied each of my milked slave's ankles to the legs of the coffee table then moved up closer to the breast entertainment and took hold of my precious whore's wrists, bending them at the elbow till they could be secured together underneath the table and making her helpless and bound tight the way that I knew she felt most content to be used. My little bondage slut. 

My sister looked far more comfortable secured flat on her back and restrained in this manner and as a final concession to her bound molestation I slipped a cushion off the sofa under her head and gave that serene face a quick kiss of encouragement before taking my seat back on the sofa to enjoy watching Phoenix becoming more and more engrossed in her robust manipulations of my milky slave's spurting tits, her gloves already slippery with fuck juice even more so in the process. 

As aesthetic viewing, watching my sister's pale breasts being groped by black latex lesbian hands was a fair diversion, but I fully understand the Goth girl's eventual decision to remove them... with an animal snarl she let go of those productive mammary glands and peeled off the elbow length gloves with some difficulty. With a crack first one, then the other arm was freed of the tight confines of latex and Phoenix could revel in the tactile pleasure of handling my sister's hot flesh without barrier. For her to give up what she knew was stylish fetish wear for selfish desire told volumes about her heightened lust, or maybe bare fingers could take a firmer grip on my slave's tender nipples. 

Either way, my view of the renewed assault upon those overworked tits was in no way lessened... as she dug vicious-looking highly manicured black nails into those punished breasts my sister squealed and it was almost a relief for both of us when it became obvious that the swollen nipples had finally run dry.

Phoenix lent back with a triumphant look upon her face and absentmindedly took her own heavy half-exposed breasts in hand and squeezed them together before tugging on the rings that pierced each jutting nipple. This self inflicted stimulus seemed to remind her of her own burning compulsion for indulgence for she jumped to her spiked heeled feet and without hesitation stood to the side of my precious possession's face with knees bent to put her crotch at coffee table height and ran her black talons into my slave's red curls to twist her head sideways and get a prime view of the glistening folds held divided by cutting fishnet material. 

After a couple seconds of displaying her dripping charms thus she crouched forward and forced my sister's pretty face into her sweltering loins, my slave's open mouth instinctively encompassing as much of the soaked fishnet as possible and her sharp pointed tongue trying to poke through the restricting squares

Sitting as casually as I possibly could whilst over viewing this latest act of desperate depravity, I craned my neck so I could see more than the back of my sister's head (it was my duty as her corrupter, trainer and Owner to make sure she was showing our guest the same oral devotion she had always lavished upon me) and watched proudly as she skillfully bared her sharp little teeth and gnawed at the confining latticework of drenched fishnet and ripped at it, eager to have free access to the drenched hairless folds. Phoenix purred in satisfaction at this liberty and began to grind her cunt hard against my sister's mouth in encouragement, squatting most fetchingly with strong shapely legs bent forward to the task.

The fact that I was sat adjacent to this most intimate of displays didn't seem to deter the Goth woman's enjoyment; indeed, she kept flicking her smoldering gaze up from watching my slave at work just to make sure I was engrossed in the vision. Her natural vanity concerning her lascivious charms was never far away and her exhibitionist tendencies always increased her lustful indulgence no matter the gender of her audience.

However, passive voyeurism was not in my Dom make up and I reached a discreet hand out and around to lay over my tied down slut's delightful pubic mound, running my fingertips gently over her rigid clit just to remind her I was still close. I'm not sure if she took this as some unintended command, although it pleases me to interpret it as such, but my touching the hard nub of her swollen clitoris led to her raise her head slightly and begin to concentrate her oral devotions higher up Phoenix's slippery quim where the tearing of tights had not yet been achieved, her lapping tongue, sucking lips and nipping teeth pulling and nuzzling upon Goth clit with a fervour that took the recipient by surprise. She growled her approval and lent more towards my sister's active mouth, thus blocking my view somewhat. 

I amused myself by watching the effect this increased attention was taking upon the vampire woman and fingering my soaked slave's hot cunt until with a snarl Phoenix staggered backwards and clear of my slut's dripping face... I know that feeling she inspires when the pleasure is so great that you have to gather your bearings momentarily and the Goth woman was looking rather unsteady standing there like that, especially with spike heeled boots adding to her shakiness.

I was impressed to notice the bloated fullness of her clitoris poking rigidly through the fishnet tights quite noticeably and I presumed its agitated distended state was as much to do with prior adaption as it was a tribute to my slave sister's prowess... I'd have to remind myself to ask how she'd enlarged it since I wanted to enhance my own slave in such a fetching way also. Some kind of vacuum pump maybe... I'd researched such handy devices when planning to induce early lactation in my sister.

My proud slut also seemed pleased with seeing such a blatant sign of the arousal she'd inspired and I could tell she wanted to continue her appraisal of that jutting pearl. Judging by the way that Phoenix reached down and tore her tights asunder along the crotch, she would get her wish. Even the cruelest of Dommes wouldn't have been able to resist my slut's charms tied down like that and looking up yearningly with that angelic face all smeared with girl juices: Such a tantalizing sight. Gracefully the Goth woman bent low and kissed my slave deeply and firmly as if she was determined to wallow in the taste of her own arousal. Then she straightened and with slow deliberation took position at the head of the coffee table, legs apart, and lowered her magnificent body down to sit squarely on my poor sister's eager face.

I was glad I'd had the forethought to place that cushion under my sister's head before. Even though she was still supporting the majority of her weight on her legs, it was still a punishing stance that I was sure my slave was capable of doing justice to. In fact, from the squirming that Phoenix began to do as she settled into receiving the return of my slut's mouth to her tender loins I presumed that my clever sister was thriving on such smothering usage... if I perceived her in distress I would have no hesitation in turfing Phoenix off her human throne.