11 comments/ 43911 views/ 42 favorites My Bully Owns My Family Ch. 01 By: andibob69 This is a story about a young man's high school bully slowly turning him, his mom, his sister, and his dad into big black cock submissive sluts. I've been wanting to try writing erotic fiction for a long time, this is my first go at it. The first chapter involves Andy's parents finding out about a fantasy: getting a birthday spanking by Marcus, his high school bully. His parents turn this fantasy into a reality. This story contains these themes (among others): femdom, incest, cuckolding, spanking, watersports, straight sex, gay sex, reluctant/nonconsensual sex. So if you are not into those things, don't read the story. All characters are over the age of 18. This is purely a fantasy. Chapter 1: My Secret Gets Out It was an awkward time in my life. Although I was eighteen, I had the look of a thirteen year old boy. I had a little bit of baby fat left and had not filled out. I had not grown much body hair, and my ass and thighs were round and smooth. I thought about girls constantly, and the short dresses and skirts girls wore to school drove me crazy. Not only that, but I had a severe lack of confidence and was a favorite target for bullies. Easily my most hated bully was Marcus. He stood five inches taller than me and always showed off his muscular frame. He was the only black guy in our high school, which made him a hot commodity among the girls. Marcus's taunting was unrelenting. In the hall, his favorite hobby was to coerce me into doing things for him. "Hey, ya fag," he'd say as he would stop me in the hall, "buy me a soda." On one occasion, I told him no. Marcus's response was to get his jock buddies and girlfriends to chant, "Andy's a little faggot boy, Andy's a little faggot boy" until I ran away into my next class. I was so ashamed of myself. Why did Marcus insist on humiliating me? What was so wrong with me? He got as much pussy and ass as he could ever want. Not only that, but his girlfriends seemed to enjoy him taunting me. This constant bullying turned into a fetish for me. I started to deal with my shame through sexual humiliation. Thoughts of Marcus slapping my face over and over again, spitting on my face, and making me suck his cock started to pass my mind more and more. I didn't understand. I was straight. I wanted to fuck girls. But I suddenly couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to submit to and accept Marcus's bullying. I wanted to confide in someone about these weird and disturbing images I was developing. I invited over my best friend Stephen and we bullshitted for a while in my basement. After a pause in conversation, I said, "Hey man, can I ask you a very personal question?" "Of course," Stephen said, "you can ask me anything." "Ok....what is your wildest sexual fantasy?" "Hmm," he pondered. After a long pause, he looked at me and said, "you know what, I'll do you one better. I can give you an experience. But I gotta warn you, it's weird. Don't judge me." "Dude, of course I won't judge you," I said. "Ok. Last week, Mom searched through my internet history when I was away." "So what?" "Well, She found my porn, which is...umm...pretty fucked up." "You know I like fucked up things." "I don't know why, but I really get turned on thinking about myself being, like, spanked by my family. Like Mom, my sister...and Dad." "Whoa man, that is super fucked up." "Alright, but you have not heard the least of it. My mom, well, she decided to fulfill my fantasy." Not knowing what he meant, I asked, "What, did she set you up with a girl into that stuff?" "No man. She fucking spanked me." "What, your mom? No dude, I'm sorry, there is no fucking way." "I'm telling you, she spanked me...and so did my sister...and so did Dad." "Really? This is too good, man. Keep going." "So, we were all eating dinner together like we always do. Halfway through the meal my sister, out of the fucking blue, says, 'I hear you need to be punished.'" "What?" I asked. "I mean, I obviously was stunned, and asked my sister what she was talking about. This really caused Mom to snap. She told me that little boys who need to be punished don't get to protest. I was to go upstairs and make a list of everything I had done wrong and then report to the living room to receive my punishment." "Man, this is actually pretty hot." "At that point, I knew that Mom had told my sister about my porn. The rest is history. I go downstairs and read off the list of things I've done wrong. Mom makes me strip completely naked and bend over a chair. They all take turns belting me." When Stephen was telling his story, I couldn't help but get hard as well. "I...uh...I don't even know what to say." He laughed, "It looks like your cock is talking for you. Alright, man. I gave you mine. What's yours?" "You have to promise you won't tell anyone. It is pretty fucking weird." "Did you not just hear what came out of my mouth?" he said. I paused for a moment, looked down to the ground, and said, "I don't have much luck with girls and I get bullied every fucking day. Part of me just wants to submit to the taunting and do what Marcus says. I fantasize about him doing fucked up shit like spanking my ass and, well, fucking his girlfriends in front of me." "Holy shit. I heard about this! I think you're a sissy boy. You get turned on by being humiliated by superior, stronger men. It's pretty common actually. Marcus is so strong and domineering, so I don't blame you." He said, trying to comfort me. "Yeah, well. Please just keep this secret," I said, probably looking pretty embarrassed. "For sure. But I don't think you're telling me everything. I bet you have some fucked up incest fantasies, just like everyone else." I never thought about incest much before, but his story gave me a new thought I had to get out. "Umm....your story kinda gave me an idea." "It's not a story bro, this fucking happened." "Ok, well. It would be fucked up, but kinda hot, to get a spanking by Marcus...on my birthday...with family and friends watching. I don't know why man, it's making me hard." "In my experience you need to listen to your gut. I know it sounds stupid. I bet Marcus would have a fun time with you and I bet your parents would, too.' "Even if I wanted to do something like this, my family wouldn't be down. And Marcus is an asshole, I hate that guy." "Did you ever think you hated him because you could never be him?" I didn't reply because I couldn't believe my best friend actually suggested I humiliate myself in front of my worst enemy. My nineteenth birthday was fast approaching. Five days before it, I was with my mom, dad, and sister around our swimming pool. Fran, my twin sister, is very tan, has a huge ass and round thighs, small tits, a gorgeous smile, and cute brown hair. My mother, Mary, has a smaller bubble butt, long legs, big tits, and a mischievous grin. Both were wearing their usual skimpy swimsuits, and I couldn't help but look at their gorgeous bodies. My dad, George, is a very handsome, tall, and muscular man, and also a very loving father. As we were all hanging out around the pool, Mom said something I never expected. "So Andy, I hear you need to be punished." I looked back and forth at my mom, dad, and sister, grasping at what to say next. What the hell did they mean? "I...I have no idea what you're talking about!" I said. "Oh I think you do, Son." my father said, a little bit condescendingly. "There will be no ifs, ands, or buts. We are going to give you the birthday spanking you've always needed, you naughty boy." My mom and sister sniggered after seeing the embarrassment on my face. Although I definitely was shocked, I was also weirdly excited. I never thought in a million years that this fantasy might become reality. I spent the next five days switching between nervous anticipation and incredible excitement. Was this really going to happen? Although I was not looking forward to having my fantasies paraded in front of my family, I loved the idea of getting humiliated by the very people who love me the most. On the day of my birthday, Mom woke me up at eight in the morning. "Happy Birthday!" She cheerily exclaimed as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. The way my mom dressed was not typical of her at all. She usually dresses conservatively, but today she wore a short pleated skirt and a very skimpy crop top. She looked like a slutty schoolgirl! I didn't object, however, as I got to see her thighs and a glimpse of her ass as she bent over to pick up my dirty clothes. "Have you made a list of naughty things you have done?" She asked. "Um...no, Mom. I'll do that a little bit later. I'm having a little bit of trouble coming up with things I've done wrong." "Son, I want you to reflect deeply on why you need to be punished. You act like a good little boy but I know you have some perverted and very wrong fantasies. Just tell us what those are. Certainly you should be punished for those dirty little secrets." "Yes, Mom." I said, terrified that my family would hear my deepest and most embarrassing fantasies. As I made my way downstairs, my sister was making breakfast and Dad was sitting at the table in a suit. But my sister was not just making breakfast. She was making breakfast in just a thong and thigh high plaid socks. She also had her hair up in slutty pigtails. I felt my cock grow, I couldn't help myself! "Umm...Mom. What is this all about?" "Silly boy! It's part of your birthday present. You get to see your pretty sister naked!" "Um...ok...thanks, Mom. I guess." 'This is super fucking weird,' I thought. The rest of the morning went pretty well. I got my birthday present - a new bike that I really wanted. I gave my parents a hug and they told me they loved me very, very much. My sister decided to bend over the bicycle, revealing her big round ass to me. After we chatted about "how quickly I had grown up", Mom changed topics of conversation. "Ok, Son. In twenty minutes your party guests will arrive. It's time to go upstairs and wait for me to call you down. When you do come down, it will be time for your spanking. So, of course you'll need to be naked." "Um...guests? You didn't tell me about guests," I said, suddenly terrified out of my mind. How could my parents do this to me? And more troubling, who in the hell was coming to my birthday party? "What would a birthday party be without guests, silly?" Mom said as Dad and my sister chuckled along. "Go upstairs, birthday boy. We'll call you down," My sister ordered. Reluctantly, I headed upstairs. Despite my attempts not to think about sex, my cock was as hard as a rock, standing at its mediocre five inches. Twenty minutes later, Mom called for me to come downstairs. Completely naked, I came down the stairs at a snail's pace. When I got to the bottom, I looked up and my world stopped. Marcus, my asshole of a bully, was standing in the middle of the room. Surrounding him were eight other cute high school girls who Marcus had fucked. Stephen and his mom, dad, and sister were also surrounding Marcus. "Happy Birthday!" They all screamed. I didn't know what to do! I was standing there completely naked with my young, smooth body on display. To make matters worse, my cock was as hard as it ever got, sticking out for everyone to see. I was pissed at my mom and my entire family for inviting Marcus and his girlfriends. It didn't help that my sister was still wearing just a thong and my own mom still looked like a slutty schoolgirl! "Mom, how could you?" I yelled, "You know Marcus bullies me. He has beat me up before!" "Oh Son, I know you better than you think! Isn't this your fantasy? For this muscular, tough, man-bully to make you suck on his big black cock?" "Mom, all the people here!" "Do you not get off on Marcus, your high school bully, humiliating you?" I was devastated, but this humiliation by my own mother really turned me on. "...yes," I said, with my head down. "What is that you call him, Marcus? Little faggot boy?" My mother asked, with a very evil grin. "Yup, Indeed I do," He said. "Now, Son," My dad said, "Naughty little boys need to be punished by big strong bullies. This is really the natural way of things. Do you have the list of things that you think deserve punishment?" he asked. "Um...yes...Uh...," I stammered, "One, I stole a picture of Angela from her locker and jacked off to it." Angela, one of Marcus's girlfriends, looked at me and yelled, "What the fuck! what a pervert!" "Go on, Son," Dad said. "Ok...I...I have sick fantasies about being...pissed on...by Marcus," I said. I heard a couple of Marcus's girlfriends laughing under their breath. "Well, that certainly deserves punishment," Dad said. "And...I...I get turned on thinking about being humiliated by men who are stronger than me." "Yes, Son, and that means you are a sissy!" Dad exclaimed. Marcus then chimed in, "Alright, little faggot boy. Your girly ass deserves a spanking. Get on the floor and show me that round sissy ass of yours!" I did as he told, getting on all fours on the floor. Marcus proceeded to spank my ass with his big hands, taunting me at the same time: "That's right, birthday boy. Little faggot! Little faggot boy!" The crowd cheered him on, enabling Marcus's bullying. After about five minutes of hard spanking, he turned me around and pulled his massive black cock out of his pants. "Suck his big black cock, little sissy!" yelled my Mom, "be a good birthday boy!" I opened my mouth to take in his big cock, but struggled at first. Angela, Marcus's girlfriend, coached me through it and after a while I had gotten into a good rhythm. As Marcus was speeding up, my sister came over to Marcus and bent over to show him her voluptuous ass. She then reached between her legs and started to stroke my cock. I couldn't believe that my own sister was getting me off! "Oh God," Marcus's voice was rising, "I'm going to cum all over your pathetic brother's face!" "Oh yeah, Marcus, you big strong man. Cum on my sissy brother!" She yelled. Marcus couldn't contain himself any longer as his cum shot onto my face. About thirty seconds later, I came on the floor from my sister's handjob. As my final assignment of the night, I was ordered to lick up all the cum that I shot on the floor. How humiliating! But at the same time, how incredibly exciting. My parents had one more present for me. They got me a pink baby doll lingerie set. I was ordered to wear it around for the rest of the party. "A sissy needs to look pretty on his special day!" Mom said. Once again, I was in complete disbelief. I had just been exposed as a pathetic sissy by Mom and Dad and had to witness my sister slutting it up for my high school bully. I had never expressed an interest in wearing girls lingerie and was surprised my parents were doing this. "Oh, come on. I won't wear that! You have already ruined my fucking birthday, all of you. No fucking way!" "Son, don't lie. You really loved this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have creamed all over the floor with your little sissy cock!" Mom said. "I mean, come on, you took advantage of me." I said. Dad then pulled out his stern voice, "Son, this is not up for debate. Boys like you need to learn how to be pretty for the men in your life." So, reluctantly, I took the present from my parents and put it on. It was so humiliating being exposed as a complete sissy at my own birthday party. I was upset with my parents but couldn't help being excited about what was next in this adventure. Marcus was the star of the party and I was relegated to party host. He was the girls' favorite karaoke duet partner and he flirted constantly with all of them (including my sister and mom). I, on the other hand, spent the night getting people drinks, kissing girls' feet if they asked, and generally doing what anyone asked. And if I tried to object, they were instructed by Mom to point to the boner in my pink panties and laugh. Finally, the party was over. People headed out, making sure to say goodbye to Marcus and I. Most girls gave him a kiss on the way out. Marcus was the last to leave and as he was walking out the door, he said, "I'll see you tomorrow, buddy!" I slammed the door, ran past my parents, stomped up the stairs, and went into my bedroom. I slammed the door closed and locked it. I had so many conflicting feelings: lust, anger, jealousy, fear. I never wanted to see my parents again. Still, it was becoming harder and harder to deny that I was rapidly turning into a sissy boy. But I never imagined the depths Marcus would go to control and own me completely. And in the process, he ended up controlling and owning my entire family - Mom, Dad, and my sister. My Bully Owns My Family Ch. 02 This is the second chapter of "My Bully Owns My Family". I appreciate the great feedback and encouragement on the first chapter, but this clearly is a niche that not everyone is into. I would recommend reading the first chapter beforehand because it is relatively tame compared to this chapter. If you found the first chapter too kinky, you will probably find this chapter even more kinky. Chapter 2 summary: Mom sissifies Andy, school time debauchery ensues, and Marcus asserts ownership of Andy's mom and sister. This story is my first attempt at erotic fiction, so any suggestions, constructive comments, or ways to improve my writing are greatly appreciated. This story contains these themes (among others): femdom, cuckolding, sissification, humiliation, bondage, incest, bullying, reluctance, gay sex, and straight sex. All characters are over the age of 18. This is purely a fantasy. ***** Chapter 2: "Yes, Sir" - Marcus Takes Mom, my Sister, and I "Good morning!" Mom cheerily exclaimed, barging into my bedroom. Thank God that my birthday fell on a weekend. I didn't want to think about going back to school after Marcus, my high school bully, had spanked my sissy ass and made me suck his big cock in front of my family and his girlfriends. Nonetheless, my little cock was aching from the moment I woke up. Mom, who was wearing the same schoolgirl outfit she wore for my birthday, was quick to notice. "Looks like someone had fun last night," she wryly said as she winked at me and giggled. "Fuck off, Mom. Leave me alone," I shot back at her. "Now, Andy, I know you are probably mad at us," she said, "and I totally understand why you would be angry, confused, and all that." "Are you kidding me? Yeah, of course I'm mad at you," I complained. "What you have to understand is that we did this for you," she said, "you might not see that right now, but you will thank us in the long run." "Yeah, well, it's kind of hard to deal with when you find out your mom, dad, and sister are sick, twisted fucking sadists." "Please, Son, calm down. Won't you just come downstairs and we can talk about this at the breakfast table? I'll make you coffee, how about that?" After a long pause, I sighed and said, "Ok, Mom. Just let me get dressed." "Great!" she said in an unnaturally bubbly way. She turned around and skipped out of the room, giggling like a little schoolgirl. As I was getting dressed, I thought of what I wanted to tell Mom. I wanted to tell her that what she did was unforgivable and that she took advantage of my secret fantasies. I wanted to tell her that I was going to move out, drop out of high school, and make my own way in the world. But, at the end of the day, I knew I wouldn't say those things. Mom can smile at me and melt my heart instantly. A wimpy momma's boy like me had no chance with that smile. My heart was racing, but I managed to make my way downstairs and join Mom at the breakfast table. There it was, that smile! She handed me a fresh cup of coffee, kissed my cheek, and looked straight into my eyes. "Ok, Son," she said in a warm tone, "tell me what's troubling you. I don't like to see my little boy upset." She had a way of making me feel special, even if she did have baser intentions. "Ummm...I guess...I just thought you cared about me, Mom. Marcus makes my world hell at school and you guys are just enabling that," I said, looking down at the ground. "Honey, look into my eyes," she said. I slowly looked up and we locked eyes, "you know I love you, right?" "...Yes, Mom." "You know I want my boy to be happy, right?" "Yes, Mom." "We have seen you struggle with your sexuality for so long, Andy. Dad, Fran, and I have been concerned for quite a while. We keep wondering why you don't have any girlfriends." "I just am bad with girls, Mom. That's all." "It's not just that, Son. You have an inferiority complex because you are cute, hairless, and have a small cock. You are never going to be able to take a girl and fuck her because what you really want is to be a sissy wimp." "No, fuck no, Mom. I want to fuck girls! Why can't you understand that?" "When your friend Stephen told us about your dirty little secret, I finally understood you, Andy. I thought, 'what if I made Andy's fantasy a reality? Wouldn't it be cathartic for him to finally accept his true nature?'" After listening to her perspective, I understood. I said, "but why didn't you just ask me first?" "Well, Stephen told me that you would never go through with it if we told you about it. When I consulted your daddy and your sister Fran, they agreed that you would never do it unless you were pushed along," she said, and then gave me a big grin, "so we pushed." "I just wish you would have told me about it first." "I respect your perspective, Andy," she said, "but that is neither here nor there. I am going to ask you the only two questions that matter. First, did you enjoy yourself last night? Don't lie to your mother." "Ok, Mom, here is the truth. Even though I am still pissed off at you, I was also incredibly turned on last night." "That's what I thought. Second, would you like to continue your life as a sissy wimp and would you like my help?" This question got me all tangled up inside. I had a visceral reaction that ranged from fear to arousal. What a concept! To have my own mother turn me into a sissy. After I took a while to respond, Mom said, "don't think about it. What does your gut say?" "Well, Mom, my gut says, 'yes'." "Yes, what?" "...Yes, Mom, I want to be a sissy wimp and I want you to help me do that." I said, looking down at the floor once again. "Good, Son. I'm so very happy for you," she said, beaming. After taking a sip of her coffee, she continued, "if this is going to be successful, you need to do what I say without question. From now on, I am your trainer - much like a master to a dog." I thought about this for a while and should have stopped her right there, but at that point I was so turned on that I wasn't going to object. "Um...alright, I guess that will be ok," I said. "And here is your first lesson. When I tell you something, you answer with 'yes, Mommy'. When Marcus addresses you, at school or otherwise, you answer with 'yes, sir'. Just to let you know, your sister and I have also agreed to address Marcus as 'sir' in solidarity with you. So, I will say it again: I am your trainer and you must do what I say - much like a master to a dog." "Yes, Mommy," I said, feeling more shame by the moment. "Now, I know this is all new to you and you are probably scared out of your mind, so I want to start off slow," she said, "a good sissy bitch wears something that makes him feel pretty at all times. Starting this Monday, you will wear sexy panties to school instead of boxers." "Yes, Mommy," I replied. Holy shit, that made me hard. "When you get home from school, I will have a different girly outfit for you every day. You have to start getting comfortable being a good girl at home." "Yes, Mommy." "As a reward for good behavior, your sister and I will wear sexy lingerie or our schoolgirl outfits around the house. If you misbehave, Dad will be happy to give you a hard spanking." So far, I was really excited about her ideas, except that I was terrified to call Marcus 'sir' at school. However, her next idea caught me off guard. "We also need to start training your sissy ass to take Marcus's cock. I have plenty of butt plugs, dildos, and vibrators to help you get there, so don't worry. Do you know what a butt plug is, Son?" "What the fuck! I'm not gay, Mom. And yes, I know what a butt plug is. I'm not twelve." "Awww, is my sissy wimp getting sensitive? You want to jerk your little cock like a little pervert without giving up your sissy ass?" she said, now openly mocking me, "you have showed yourself to be my good submissive son. I'm confident you will learn to love giving up your boy pussy to Marcus." After I didn't reply, she said, "I didn't hear you say 'yes, Mommy', mister man." "I'm sorry. Yes, Mommy." This dirty talk gave me a hard on. I gave Mom a dirty look, told her I needed some time to myself, and I went to my bedroom to jerk off my sissy cock. School turned from the first layer of hell to the ninth after my birthday. Mom laid out the pair of panties I was to wear on my dresser every morning before I woke up. She always checked to make sure I was wearing them before I left for school. The details of my humiliating birthday party had predictably spread like wildfire throughout the school. Girls giggled and looked away as I walked by. Now, Marcus was not the only one bullying me. Virtually every boy in school took to it. "Shut the fuck up, little faggot." "How do you like sucking on Marcus's cock?" "Fran tells me you have a little cock. Why don't you show me, bitch?" Even Mr. Johnston, my history teacher, said, "see you tomorrow, panty boy!" as I left his class one day. When Stephen tried to approach me in the halls, I would look past him and walk by, ignoring him. After all, he was the cause of all this bullshit. "Hey, man, can't we just talk?" he would plead. I became even more mad at Stephen when it became clear that my twin sister, Fran, was dating Marcus. She had started dressing like a slutty schoolgirl at school, wearing short skirts and crop tops most days. They held hands and Marcus blatantly ordered her around. Astonishingly, she always would reply by saying, in a perfectly submissive tone, "yes, sir." One day, I had forgotten to wear my panties to school, and instead wore boxers. When Mom checked me in the morning, she sent me to school anyway because I was already late. "I'm very disappointed in you, Son," she said. She also went ahead and told my sister, who then told Marcus. Marcus approached me in the hall, with my sister wrapped around his waist, and grabbed my hair. He pulled me by my hair outside and to a secluded area, where a small group of his buddies and girlfriends were hanging out. They all surrounded me. "Are you or are you not supposed to wear panties to school every day, bitch?" he yelled at me. I was terrified to talk back to him, so I stammered, "ummm...yes...of course. I'm so sorry," "You're sorry, what?" he demanded. "I'm sorry, sir," He slapped me hard across the face. His friends had a shocked look on their faces but also were clearly entertained. "Holy shit!" "Fuck yeah, show that bitch his place." Marcus then turned to my sister and told her, "bitch, tell your wimp brother to take his pants off and bend over." "Yes, sir," she said merrily and without hesitation, "Andy, you need to take your pants off and bend over for Marcus." Scared out of my mind, I took my pants off and slid down my boxers. "He has a cute little bubble butt, doesn't he, Marcus?" Fran asked. "Shut up, bitch," he said, "I want you to bend over alongside your cute brother's little bubble butt and give him your panties to wear." "Yes, sir," she replied and instantly obeyed his command. She took off her panties (a white cotton thong) and handed them to me. When she bent over, her skirt was so short that you could see her ass. I obediently put the panties on. Marcus then took out a ruler from his backpack that he had stolen from math class. He whipped us both with the ruler until both our asses were bright red. One of Marcus's friends saw the outlines of a teacher approaching, so we all quickly disbanded as I pulled my pants and boxers up and ran off. But my perils at school didn't end there. Mom had gotten a new job as the coach of our Senior Cheerleading Squad. Fran had been the assistant to the coach of the squad for a while and was excited that Mom was going to be her new boss. Clearly, they had spread my secret to the other girls on the squad, who all had an apologetic look on their faces every time I saw them in the halls. One day, Raleigh, a cute and petite redhead on the squad, approached me in the halls and started giggling. "I know something you don't know," she sung in a taunting way. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I'll give you a clue. It has something to do with Marcus, your hot mom, and your slutty sister." "Raleigh, what are you talking about?" I asked desperately. "You'll find out soon enough," she said. She then walked past me without another word. Marcus started to eat breakfast with us before school every morning. Dad was usually at work by this time, but Marcus, Mom, Fran, and I usually ate together. I will never forget what happened the first time Marcus came over for breakfast. As usual, Mom and my sister wore their schoolgirl outfits. After we had been eating breakfast for a while, Marcus said to my sister, "show me your fat ass, bitch." Fran looked to Mom and said, with a gleam in her eyes, "Mom, are you ok with this?" "Of course!" she replied, as if this was no big deal, "you two are adults, even though you are still in high school. It's none of my business what you do! But you need to show Marcus proper respect, Fran. This is how you do it: Marcus, will you please use my whore daughter, sir?" "Oh, you're right! I'm sorry, Mommy. Marcus, of course I will show you my fat ass, sir." "That's better, honey," Mom replied. Fran turned around and bent over her chair, showing her beautiful round ass to Marcus. "Come over here and suck my cock, you slutty bitch," he told Fran. She looked at Mom, who nudged her along, and obediently walked over to Marcus, bent down, and sucked his cock until he shot his load directly in her mouth. "How do you feel about that, wimp?" Marcus asked as he looked at me with a big ass grin, "I just got a blow job from your whore sister. Swallow it, bitch." My sister struggled to choke down Marcus's cum, but looked at him and smiled when she had swallowed it all. "Oh yeah, Marcus," Mom said, with her voice rising, "thank you for showing my daughter how much of a dirty cock slut she is, sir." After that day, it would be common for me to walk downstairs to find my sister bent over the kitchen table, being fucked from behind by Marcus. Mom was usually rubbing Fran's clit as she was getting fucked by Marcus's big black cock. My twin sister got so aroused that she never failed to orgasm. When Marcus wasn't fucking my sister during breakfast, he was ordering me around, usually making me suck his cock. I was forced to wear panties and lingerie every morning, as well. "Hey, ya little bitch," he said one time, "I'm going to make you eat off the floor today." "No way! Mom, I'm not eating off the floor." "Son, we have talked about this before!" Mom said, "how do you respond when Marcus orders you to do something?" "I'm sorry, Mommy. Yes, I will eat my food off of the floor, sir," I replied, but I was still pissed off. Nonetheless, I bent over on the floor and tried to eat my meal like a good sissy. "Not yet, faggot boy," Marcus impatiently said, "first, you need to jerk off your sissy cock and make a dressing for your meal." Not wanting to get into any more trouble, and secretly excited, I replied, "yes, sir". I rubbed my cock until I coated my breakfast with cum. I then bent down on the floor, showing Marcus my round sissy ass, and ate my cum covered breakfast. Although I was getting an idea of how messed up my family was, I didn't know the half of it. Funnily enough, a dinner date with Marcus and my mom, dad, and sister changed my perspective on my family forever. Although Marcus regularly joined us for breakfast, he had not yet had dinner with us. Fran changed that by inviting him over. I was ordered by Mom to wear a maid themed lingerie set - equipped with an apron, frilly pink panties, and thigh high tights. My dad dressed like he usually did, in a suit. Mom and my sister were wearing their slutty schoolgirl outfits, which was becoming the norm for them around the house. I made dinner and served everyone. After I was done, Marcus pulled out a leash and tied one end to his chair. He grabbed a doggie bowl from his backpack and put it on the ground. "Hey, sissy bitch," he snarled, "you are going to be my little dog tonight and eat next to me." I looked up at Dad, pleading with my eyes for him to stand up for me. Dad gave me a sympathetic look, but said, "go on, sissy son." "What do you say?" Mom asked me sternly. "Yes, Marcus, I will be your good dog tonight. Thank you, sir." "That's a good boy," Mom said. Eating dinner on the floor next to Marcus was extremely humiliating. He acted like the man of the house, and my family was swooning at him. When everyone finished their food, Mom told me that she wanted to watch a video with the family. Mom, Dad, and Fran headed towards the living room. Marcus unhooked me from his chair and walked me like a dog into the living room and I was ordered to sit next to Mom and Fran on the couch. Dad sat on the opposite side of Fran and Marcus sat in the easy chair, which was right next to Mom. Mom showed me a DVD that she said was homemade. In sharpie, someone had written on it "Fun Times With Marcus". What the fuck was I about to see? At this point, nothing would surprise me. Fuck my life. Mom stood up, put the DVD in the player, and sat back down next to me. Dad turned on the television and I recognized what I saw, it was the girls' locker room at school. Someone obviously was filming this with a hand-held camera. What I saw were eleven of the twelve girls on the Senior Cheer Squad, all naked, surrounding two other girls. As the camera got closer to the circle, I saw who the girls were. They were Mom and Fran, also naked. The camera then panned to the back of the room, where Marcus was rubbing his huge black cock and grinning mischievously. Of course, he was naked, showing off his toned body. I was so turned on that my erection put a noticeable bulge in my frilly panties. Mom started to slowly rub my cock. In the video, Marcus then spoke up, "you filthy bitch cougar, Mary. Tie your daughter down to this bench," directing these filthy comments at Mom. "Yes, sir," Mom said obediently. One of the girls, a busty blonde ditz named Jessica, passed Mom some nylon rope. Mom looked at her daughter and said, "Ok, you whore daughter of mine. Bend over this bench with your fat ass in the air." "Yes, Mommy," she replied. Fran did as she was told. She laid down with her breasts resting on the bench. Her ass was up in the air, looking like it was ready to get fucked. Mom then tied Fran's arms to the front leg of the bench and her legs to the back leg of the bench. She also wrapped rope around Fran's midsection, making escape or struggle impossible. However, Fran did not have a scared look on her face. She actually was smiling and giggling. Marcus then gave Mom another order, "your daughter is a dirty cock whore just like you. Bend down and get on all fours next to her, so that I can see mother and daughter's asses right next to each other." "Yes, of course, sir," Mom replied. She quickly got on all fours. The camera panned around to show Mom and Fran's big round asses side by side. It was one of the most beautiful and erotic things I have ever seen. My sister's ass looked so big, smooth, and fuckable, and Mom's was smaller but perkier than my sister's. It was a great pairing. The other girls in the locker room were cheering and giving Marcus encouragement. "Fuck them! fuck those dirty whores!" "Show Fran's Mom who owns her family!" Finally, Mom basically screamed, "please fuck my bitch daughter, Marcus!" Marcus proceeded to walk up behind Fran, but she protested. "Wait! I'm not on the pill, and we don't have any condoms. Please don't fuck me, sir. I don't want to get pregnant, sir," My Bully Owns My Family Ch. 02 Mom, always the creative type, had an easy solution. "I guess you will just have to fuck her ass, sir," she said as she gave a fake sigh. "Oh, Mom!" my sister exclaimed, "you are so smart!" "That's right, Fran. I'm going to fuck your ass in front of your mom like the filthy piece of white trash you are," Marcus stated. He slowly guided his cock into her asshole, but it didn't seem like he was having much trouble. Before too long, he was ramming his cock in and out of her and pulling the fuck out of her hair. 'Oh my God', I thought, 'has she done this before?' "Oh, fuck Marcus. I'm your fuckslut!" screamed my sister. Raleigh, the petite redhead who taunted me in the halls, was rubbing Fran's clit. Fran was getting more and more out of control with her movements and very quickly had a massive orgasm. The camera panned to below the bench as she squirted all over the locker room floor. Marcus then pulled out of Fran's asshole and moved to Mom, but Mom said the same thing Fran did. "You can't, I'm not on the pill, sir." "You need to shut the fuck up, dirty bitch. I will fuck you in your asshole, just like I did your bitch daughter." "Yes, sir," Mom replied. It turned out Mom was even easier to fuck in the ass than her daughter. "Thank you for fucking me, sir. I'm a bad girl and so is my filthy daughter!" she said as she was getting fucked into oblivion. Marcus finally had enough and shot his massive load into Mom's asshole. Marcus untied Fran and ordered her to get on all fours behind Mom. She was then ordered to lick the cum out of her mother's asshole, but not to swallow it. Marcus then turned the two around and put Mom on the ground. He told Fran to spit the cum into her Mom's mouth. Weirdly, he then told Mom to spit his cum into Fran's asshole. The video cut out at that point. 'What the fuck is this about?' I thought, 'I mean really, what the fuck is this about? My mom and sister are acting like the property of my biggest bully in school. But I have never been more aroused in my life. What the fuck is wrong with my family? What the fuck is wrong with me?' Mom was still stroking my little sissy cock through my frilly panties. Dad, who I had always thought of as the ultimate alpha male, was sitting stoically, but had a big bulge in his pants. "How do you feel about what you saw, Andy," Mom said in her most soothing voice. "I...uh...I don't know, Mom. This is pretty fucked up," I replied honestly. "It seems to me like you are having a good time," she said. Fran interjected, "the reason we wanted to have Marcus over for dinner is to clear the air about some things. We want to explain how this all started." Mom continued, "when we found out about your fantasy, Son, we all approached Marcus as a family to try to persuade him to help us out. He was very forward with us, and from the moment we met him we knew why you like him so much. He can command a room." "I could tell you and your daughter were big black cock sluts from the moment I met you," he said to Mom, rather arrogantly. "And, well, he obviously agreed to do it, but not without a few small conditions being met," Mom said, almost with a guilty tone to her voice, "he demanded that Fran become his submissive whore, and that your dad and I give our blessings. He demanded that he own our daughter." "I have to admit, I was reluctant at first," Dad said, "but we had talked as a family before hand, and we all admitted to ourselves that Marcus bullying you turned us all on. I think we all were turned on by the idea that the two siblings in our family could be owned by Marcus." "I looked at Dad and Mom, and asked them if it would be ok," Fran said, "They both gave me their blessing, and I was over the moon. As a symbol of my parents blessing, Marcus told me to show him my fat ass, and called me his bitch. He also made Dad lift up my skirt when I did it. I am now owned by your high school bully, sissy brother. And I couldn't be more happy." My cock was ready to explode, and Mom was still jerking me off. "What was harder," Mom said, "was getting Dad to agree to give me to Marcus." "What?" I said, although nothing was surprising me now. "Marcus also demanded that I become his whore. Your dad objected at first because of his silly, mannish pride. But, in the end, we convinced him. He was too turned on by the idea that his entire family - his daughter, wife, and son, could be owned and degraded by this handsome, muscular, black man with a huge cock. Weren't you, honey?" "I have to admit, yes," Dad said, "I didn't want to admit it, but I want Marcus to own my family - my sissy son and my whore wife and daughter." "Andy, I need you to get on all fours on the floor," Mom said, "you're sick, perverted daddy is going to fuck your asshole, and then fuck his daughter's asshole. My husband is a freak." I was completely in subspace and would obey any command given to me at this point. I got on the floor and showed my girly ass to the room. Dad pulled out his cock, which was big and thick at seven inches (but smaller than Marcus's nine inch cock), and started to fuck my asshole. My dad was fucking me! Thank God for Mom's training, I turned out to be a pretty good fuckslut. Fran got on all fours right next to me, trying to get Dad's attention. "Fuck me, Daddy! I have a pretty pussy that I know you want to fuck," she said. Meanwhile, Marcus had come over to Mom, who had removed her schoolgirl outfit. She was rubbing her big tits over Marcus's cock, and he started to tittie fuck Mom. Soon, he was cupping Mom's ass in his arms as he was standing up, and she was riding his cock with her arms wrapped around his neck. As she was getting fucked by my bully, she asked me, "do you want to be owned like your whore sister, Fran? Do you want Marcus to own your boy pussy?" She said, "answer me, Son!" "...yes, Mommy," I struggled to get the words out as Dad continued to fuck my ass. Even though I was not jerking myself off, I couldn't control myself anymore and my cum went all over the floor. Again! I would probably have to lick it up. Why did this always happen to me? Dad then took his cock out of my asshole and moved to Fran. "Oh, thank you, Daddy," she said, "please fuck your little girl." He started to slid his cock in and out of her asshole, and before too long, he blew his load right into it. "Did you notice anything funny, Daddy?" she asked Dad, "did you notice a special treat?" "I know, honey. You left Marcus's creampie from the girls' locker room in your asshole. That's why I came so soon!" he said. Soon after Dad had finished fucking his daughter, Marcus gave a grunting noise as he filled Mom's pussy with his cum. "That's right, bitch," he said. Of course, my night was not over simply because Marcus had cum. Fran ordered me to eat Marcus's and Dad's creampies out of her asshole. Mom was also worried that she would get pregnant, so I ate the creampie from her pussy. Finally, Marcus ordered me to lick up the mess I made on the floor. The night got much more relaxed after that. We all watched a mindless action movie together, and then Marcus went home. I didn't really feel like talking to my family, so I made my way up to my room and went to bed. I was still so angry about everything. I was in disbelief that my family was this fucked up. But, I had the chance to back out and I didn't. Was this my fate? And if this was my fate, was it really a bad thing? No, it's not a bad thing. It's a really, really good thing. I know that now.