pt-02

Johnnie grunted as his sister's tight little pussy seized hard around him. He thrust harder, trying desperately to get off with her but he was too far away. After several frantic moments he gave up and slowed to a more sustainable pace, winded from the effort.

"Fuck Johnnie, keep going!" Melinda whined beneath him as he slowed still further. "I'm not gonna be able to cum again if you stop now!"

"Sorry babe, I'm pretty tired. Just give me a sec..."

"Fuck that! Start pounding that pussy now or I'll..." Melinda was about to say she'd throw him out when she was cut off by her father's voice reverberating through the house.

"Kids! We're home! Come to the living room!" Ned yelled after he placed Cathy's still slumbering form on the couch to let her rest a bit longer.

"Do you want me to go get Michael and Michaela Daddy?" Barbie asked as she stood in the middle of the living room in her light yellow sun dress.

"Not yet baby, let them have their fun for now. I just wanna see Johnnie and Mel."

"Arh!" Mel gave an angry growl at being interrupted again. "Dad, we're fucking!"

"Well hurry up, we've got some good news!" He yelled back to ensure his voice would reach up the stairs to Mel's room where he figured they were.

"Did Bridget come home too Dad?" Johnnie yelled down as he shifted with his hard dick still in Melinda's tight pussy.

"You fucking asshole!" Mel hissed at him as she punched him hard in the chest.

"No, she had to go take care of Todd or some shit!" Ned yelled back as he waved his daughter over to sit on his lap.

She smiled shyly, a rare expression for her, and swayed over to him. Slowly Barbara turned around and presented her generously plump ass to him, bending forward and jutting it out so it nearly touched his nose before slowly descending onto his lap. Her thin sun dress did nothing to stop the smell of her arousal from reaching his nostrils.

"Very nice baby. You're gonna have an extra special reward tonight." Ned promised with a soft whisper in his daughter's ear as she let her weight settle lightly on him.

"Shit!" Johnnie muttered under his breath when he realized he wouldn't be able to fuck Bridget tonight.

"Fuck you! What the fuck am I, some worthless hole you use when Bri isn't around?" Mel was pissed now and she hit him several more times as he pulled back from her. "Don't you dare pull out!"

"Shit Mel, what the fuck! I was just asking for later!" Johnnie squirmed as her pussy held him tight while his dick slid side to side in the squishy wetness.

"Yeah, well focus on the pussy you're fucking now. Jesus, what is it about Bridget that gets you off so much?" Mel sighed in frustration as he shifted to find a comfortable position to continue their fuck.

"Come on Mel, you know, she's pregnant." Johnnie said as if that would explain everything.

"So? Does that make her pussy suddenly tighter than mine? Do her tits suddenly taste like fucking beer or something?"

"No, it's just..." He trailed off as he tried to find some way to explain it.

"It's just what? A fetish all the men in this family have?" Mel was starting to loose her fire as the feeling of her brother's thick cock in her started to remind her she needed to cum again.

"No, Michael doesn't. At least I don't think he does."

"Ah, fuck that little runt! And his twisted little cunt twin too!" She spat out at him. "Better yet, fuck me cause I need to cum again!"

"Shit Mel, relax. I'm just getting my wind back here." She arched her eyebrows at him and he scowled back at her. "We've been fucking for like, an hour now. I need to take it easy if you want me to be able to last."

"Johnnie you're twenty years old. You're supposed to be able to fuck your brains out all day and all night. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

His scowl darkened at her insult but he didn't snap back. She was older than him and by the family rules she could say anything she wanted to him and he didn't have the right to defend himself as long as he wanted to keep fucking her.

"Come on limp dick, start banging me or get the fuck off me and let me go see Dad." He grit his teeth as his temper, usual pretty even, was finally set off.

"You want a hard fucking Mel?" He growled in her face as he started to pound her again. "Huh? You want your brother to fuck your tight little pussy raw? Is that what you want, you fucking slut? Huh?"

"Fuck yeah!" Mel thrust back at him, hoping he wouldn't flag again before she could reach her climax.

"You want my load? Huh? You want me to cum in your fucking pussy? Is that what you want?"

"Maybe." She teased back. "Maybe if you gave it to me I'd be pregnant too."

"Oh, you don't mean that! Do you?" He slowed as he spoke but her hands gripped his hips to urge him on, her fingernails digging in to the flesh painfully.

"Maybe. I forgot my pill this morning. Maybe if you..." She lied and her voice fell away as he started to vigorously rub her clit with his thumb while he threw himself into her with wild abandon.

"Fuck Mel! You'd have your brother's baby wouldn't you?" He taunted angrily. "You...Sick...Fucking...Freak!" He punctuated each word with a furiously hard thrust that sent the head of his dick slamming against her cervix. Her legs came up to wrap around him and she started to shake.

"Answer me whore!" Johnnie demanded, reveling in the switch in power positions from the norm. "Tell me if you'd have my baby."

"Maybe." She goaded. It might have been more effective if she'd been able to use more than a stuttering gasp as she rocketed toward orgasm, but still Johnnie reacted strongly.

"Maybe my ass! Tell me you'd have my fucking kid Mel! Tell me Goddamn it!" She looked up at him with wild eyes as they both charged hard toward their reward.

"I...I..." She barely managed to get out as her pussy started to flutter around him. "I...I don't think so."

"Fu..." Johnnie groaned as she suddenly pushed him away from her with her heels on his hips. He stumbled away from the end of the bed, hanging close to orgasm but not quite there.

Mel gave a scream as her cunt clutched hard on the empty space that had been made within her. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as cumming on a cock, but it was worth the pain she'd caused her brother anyway. She writhed for a few long seconds on the bed, feeling her body trying to pull itself into a tight ball as she spasmed repeatedly.

"Fuck you Mel! You fucking bitch!" Johnnie hissed as he turned away from his still shuddering sister to head down stairs to see what his dad wanted.

"You did, and I am." She called back as the intense pleasure slipped away. She wasn't sure if he heard her but it didn't matter. She took a moment to gather herself before sliding from the bed to follow her brother down stairs.

"Shit Johnnie, don't you ever get soft?" Ned asked half jokingly as his son walked in with a raging hard on. It wasn't as big as his father's, but it was still pretty impressive.

"Only when the bitch I'm fucking lets me cum." He snapped back, trying not to sound angry at his father.

"Mel left you hanging? What the fuck did she do that for?"

"He was being a little bitch himself, that's why." Melinda explained as she sauntered into the living room naked and glistening with her own juices running down her thighs. Sweat stuck the bangs of the short bob of blonde hair to her forehead and she pawed at it to relieve the itchy feeling.

"Really?" Ned asked in surprise. His oldest son wasn't exactly a natural at dominating women, but he was rarely accused of being a pansy.

"She was pissed because I asked about Bri." Johnnie cut in before his older sister could say some bullshit that wasn't true.

"You had your dick in my fucking pussy at the time you fucking bastard!" She hissed at him vehemently.

"So what?" He tried to defend himself as his father laughed uproariously.

"So I won't let you treat me like some kind of second class piece of ass Johnnie!" She screamed at him. There was real emotion behind her words, a simmering frustration at always playing second fiddle to one of her sisters.

"Too fucking bad, because that's what you are bitch!" He snapped back, once again loosing his temper with her. "If you can treat me like a second class cock them I'm gonna treat you like a second class cunt!"

"Fuck you!" Mel was about to stalk over to him to hit him again when her father intervened.

"Stop it! Both of you, shut the fuck up! What is wrong with you two?" He glared at both of his insolent children with bubbling rage. "You've had the best life anyone could ever ask for and still you fight and act like little fucking children. What more do you want? Huh?"

Both of his children cowered as he stood, stretching to his full height to tower over them both as Barbie slid from his lap to stand beside him. He wasn't a large man, but his height still helped add to his ability to be intimidating somewhat. When he stepped forward from the couch they both fell back a step.

"What more can you ask for? You fuck each other every day! You fuck anyone in the family you want any time you want and still you bitch!" His voice climbed ridiculously high to mock them both. "'My pussy is tighter, why don't you like me more?' 'I can fuck for hours nonstop, why doesn't anyone pay attention to me?'"

"Seriously, whatever it is, get over it!" He growled out as they both stared at the floor. A brief silence descended as his children remained chastised.

"Daddy, tell them the good news." Barbie implored as the tension slowly drained from the room. Ned looked around, feeling a bit out of place but when his wife smiled softly at him he decided to get on with it. He hadn't noticed when she woke up, but there she was waiting for him to speak.

"Your Mom and I are gonna have another kid." He said, not exactly enthusiastically but not without some excitement.

"Really?" Johnnie asked, a bit too incredulously. Ned frowned at him but answered calmly.

"Well, not just yet but we're trying."

"You should have seen the load Daddy pumped into Mommy this afternoon Mel! It was fucking huge! I wanted to lick it up so bad."

Again Ned frowned but Melinda smiled wide at the image as Barbie seemed ready to bounce out into space she was so excited. Johnnie just nodded a bit, not particularly interested in hearing about his father's ejaculations.

"Why didn't you Barbie?" Mel asked, surprised that the girl had found it in her to hold back.

"Oh, well I had my arm up Mommy's ass and with the angle I was at..."

"You what?" Johnnie asked in surprise.

"Yeah, up to here!" She said proudly, marking off a spot nearly to her elbow. "Mommy is one hell of an anal whore isn't she?"

"Seriously Mom, you had Barbie's ARM in your ass?" Mel asked incredulously.

"She did very well. Maybe you can give it a try tonight when your Dad puts another load in my pussy." Cathy answered calmly, as if that very conversation happened all the time.

"Uh, maybe Mom," Mel replied a bit dubiously. She hadn't ever done anything like that and it sounded kind of disgusting. Even so, she was living with a group of very twisted people so she figured she'd give it a try. Mel wasn't any less twisted than the rest of the family anyway.

"Mel won't be available tonight dear." Ned said calmly to his wife. "Sweetie, can you go get Michael and Michaela?" He directed that at Barbie. She lost much of her bubbling energy at that and her smile faltered.

"Aren't I gonna get a reward Daddy?"

"You will, but first I want you to go get your brother and sister for me. Unless you don't want your reward..." Ned let a bit of threat tinge his voice and she shrank from him.

"I'm sorry Daddy, I was being selfish again. I'll go tell them to come up stairs." She slouched a bit and then ran from the room, hoping to make the visit with her creepy siblings as short as possible.

"Why is Barbie going to get the runts?" Mel asked.

"Because she deserves a reward and you deserve punishment Melinda." He said softly as he sat down again.

"Daddy please! I'll make it up to him, I swear! He'll cum ten times before..."

"Too late Mel. You know the rules, and you broke them. Michael will want a trade anyway."

"Daddy!"

"You're gonna trade for Michaela? Why?" Johnnie asked, suddenly feeling a bit protective of his older sister.

"For Barbie's reward." He answered simply.

"You're gonna have Michaela eat her out? Does the little bitch even know how?" Mel shot in, her spite for her youngest sister plain in her tone.

"That's part of it, but there's more. It doesn't matter though because you two won't be here. Johnnie, I want you to go find Bridget and fuck her brains out. Mel, when Michael comes up here with his little pet you're gonna go down to the basement with him for the night."

"Daddy please! Anything Michaela can do I can do ten times better, you know that! I swear I'll..."

"Stop arguing with me Melinda. I've made up my mind and if you keep going I'll visit you myself tonight." The daughter lost her energy then, giving in to the inevitability of her suffering for the night. She tossed her head back, short blonde hair flying about, and let a few tears leak out across her cheeks before covering her face with her hands.

"It's just one night Mel," Johnnie said as if trying to comfort her. She just hissed at him and gave a strangled cry to hold back full on sobs. "I'm sorry Mel, I just..."

"It's not your fault Hun," Cathy spoke up. There was a soft compassion in her voice as she tried to console both of her children. She knew what Michael could do, she'd suffered through it herself, and she didn't envy what her daughter was in for tonight.

Both of her children just stood there in silence as if wanting to hold each other but unable to do it. Cathy wondered if maybe there was a bit more than lust between them as they seemed truly compassionate. She would have expected Johnnie to run out the door as soon as her husband told him to find Bridget.

Barbie crept carefully down the wooden steps that led to the torture chamber her brother had built in the basement. It took up almost all of that area, leaving only the boiler and a work bench walled off as a separate room. He had simply commandeered the space one day and built the entire thing with only his twin to help him. The walls were simple sheet rock painted black and there seemed to be no light as she approached the bottom of the stairs.

She knew there was a door directly in front of her but she couldn't see it, not even a sliver of light got out from under it. This was the twins' own personal haven, along with the room they shared on the second floor. Barbie had been in it once before and never wanted to go in again. It had only been two hours, but that was the worst two hours of her life. She was certain Michael hated everyone and everything that wasn't Michaela and maybe her too.

Her foot bumped surprisingly loud against the door that she couldn't see and she was thankful it wasn't her nose. She clawed at the banister that was to her right and slightly behind her to keep her balance as she felt with her other foot for the floor. It was like she was about to fall into an endless abyss and she couldn't stop the shiver of terror that raced up her spine at the thought of what she might be about to walk in on.

Her sneaker found the hard concrete and she eased her weight onto it fully, still irrationally afraid the floor might fall away at any second. She shifted her weight from foot to foot and stalled as she knew the door was just inches away from her. All she had to do was raise a fist and knock. She looked around her, only really able to see the stairs she'd come down on by the light of the kitchen above her. She wrung her hands and steeled herself before knocking lightly.

"What!" came a harsh voice that was thick with fury. Michael always sounded like that, but Barbie was still frightened enough by it to jump a little and let out a soft yelp.

"It's...It's Barbie. Daddy..."

"Come in!" He cut her off and she was compelled to obey. Her other brother lacked the dominant presence of her father but Michael had cultivated it until it was overwhelming to her. She pushed against the door and it swung inward silently.

The chamber was lit only with three candles that cast wildly writhing shadows over everything. Fear stabbed through her heart as she caught sight of her twin siblings at the far end of the room, surrounded by implements of torture that should have been illegal just to look at.

"Mi...Michael? Daddy said..." She couldn't finish as her eyes adjusted and she realized what it was she was looking at.

Michael stood naked facing away from her, holding Michaela's face in a brutally tight grip as he rammed his cock into her mouth. He was thickly muscled but his cock was laughably small compared with the other men in her family. She'd learned fast not to ever comment on it though.

Her sister was suspended in some sort of harness so she was face down, with her legs hanging parallel to the wall behind her. They were strapped to some sort of board that kept them straight and pointed at the floor. The light glinted sharp in her eyes from the metal chains that attached to the rings in the harness Michaela was wrapped in.

She didn't really wear that thing, whatever it was, so much as it constricted her. It was similar to a straight jacket made of black leather, keeping her arms pinned to her chest and covering her from throat to waist. It had thick straps on the back crisscrossed to be pulled tight and held like a corset.

The final piece of clothing that her sister wore was a mask of sorts, or maybe a hood, Barbie didn't know. Whatever it was, it covered her head completely, leaving only her mouth and chin expose. It blocked her eyes and nose completely, making her blind and unable to breathe if her mouth was closed off. It was, of course, black leather as well. Michaela was completely off the ground in that get up and gagging loudly with each thrust her brother shoved into her face.

"What do you want Barbara?" Michael asked in that same eternally pissed off tone. He always called her by her full name, he did it with everyone even their father. He held his hips forward so his dick was deep in his sister's throat as he waited for her to answer.

"D...daddy told me...he told me to ah, to come get you guys. He has some good news for you." She took a long time to say that and he just kept his cock buried in Michaela's throat the whole time. Barbie felt a stab of pity for the girl as she began to choke loudly.

"Humph, I doubt that. Fine, tell Ned we'll be up in a few minutes." He held himself against his sister's face still and she started to writhe around with a desperate need for air. Barbie shook in horror as he seemed to be happy to make his twin suffer.

"Is that it bitch?"

"Ah, yeah that's...um that's it." She stammered, frightened to see the rising panic in her sister. She was thrashing wildly to get air but Michael refused to let up. She looked like a worm that had just been cut in half, unable to do much more than writhe helplessly. The chains and rings clanged harshly in Barbie's ears and she wanted to flee from it.

"Are you gonna stand there gaping like an idiot or do you want to join us?"

"N...no! I'm just gonna....gonna leave now." She stuttered with fear and was about to run when she noticed something else she hadn't seen before.

There was some sort of machine against the wall behind Michaela, and not a pleasant looking one. It was swimming in shadow, but it looked like a motorized dildo that was pumping fast and quiet into the girl. Barbie squinted to see better in morbid curiosity as she wondered what hole was being plugged. When she noticed red streaks along the length of the dildo she realized it was probably her ass.

She let out a little yelp of surprise when she noticed the dildo was dimpled as well. Not simply dimpled though, but each lowered circle was surrounded by what looked like harsh edges. 'It looks like a cheese grater' she thought and squeaked in horror.

"Are you trying to see Michaela pass out?" Michael asked as his twin made something approximating a scream around his dick.

"Wh...what?"

"As long as you stand there I'm gonna keep my cock in her throat so unless you want her to start loosing brain cells I suggest you leave." His voice was a bit strange then, as if he would be pissed if she made him really hurt his twin by not leaving. Barbie got the message.

"Ok, I'll...uh I'm going now." She blurted out and ran from the room up the stairs and back into a world with light. Michael slowly pulled his dick from his sister's throat and bent to caress her face soothingly through the mask as she hacked up big gobs of phlegm.

"I fucking hate them all!" He hissed to her as she fought to recover herself.

"I'm sorry Mi. I wish I could last longer." Michaela spoke in her timid little voice between hard coughs, using the pet name only the twins knew. It twisted him up that she was so weak, but he did his best to protect her.

"It's ok Mi, you did well." He let her recover some more while he stroked her face, wishing her hair was out so he could touch that too. She hacked for several minutes and he waited patiently for her to finish before walking around behind her to stop the motorized dildo.

"Did you cum this time Mi?" He asked softly in a tone no one ever heard but his twin.

"I...I didn't. I'm sorry..."

"It's ok. Next time." He said softly as he pulled her along the track in the ceiling to get the dildo out of her. It was crimson with her blood and he suddenly realized if Ned wanted her he'd probably want her ass.

"I'm gonna plug you so they can't use your ass ok?" She barely nodded as her coughs finally stopped but she was very short of breath.

Michael walked away from his sister to the workbench against the wall to his right. It wasn't really a workbench, maybe more of a torture bench, because the tools it contained had nothing to do with home improvement. He pulled open a drawer and selected a hollow jelly butt plug.

He used the sink at the other side of the room to fill the plug with cold water, dropping in a few shards of ice from the freezer as well, and then screwed the cap on tight. He didn't have any way to ensure they wouldn't pull it out, but at least it might soothe her a bit before they did.

Michael approached his sister slowly, taking in her perfect form. He hated all the other women in his family. They were pathetic attempts at being the male ideal. He didn't like life sized dolls, but he enjoyed the irony in the fact that one of them was named Barbie. No one else seemed to get it, but he had laughed with Michaela at that many times. The girl was about as smart as the doll she emulated too.

To him, Michaela was flawless. The two of them were essentially the exact opposite of everyone else in the family, a cruel trick of genetics that left them wallowing in misery as their older siblings took every opportunity to rub it in. His twin was short, only five foot two, and skinny rather than tall a voluptuous like the other women. She didn't have the massive tits that all the other girls had had Daddy buy for them as soon as he started fucking them. He loved her breasts more for it, but they all made fun of her as if they weren't perfect. He would hate them forever for the pain they had caused her.

"Ok Mi, I'm just gonna slip it in. It's cold so be ready."

"Thank you," she replied in a whisper and he paused to hold the end of the thin instrument against her ripped asshole. He wanted to ask her if she was ready but he knew she'd say yes no matter what.

Slowly the butt plug slid into her, shocking Michaela with how cold it really was. Instantly her asshole seemed to go numb and a deep shiver went through her. It felt like a blast of artic wind on the fire in her ass as it pushed further in. She let out a sigh as the cold swept through her entire body and relaxed her like a fresh drink on a hot summer day.

He held it in her with the tip of his finger, making sure it was far enough to provide as much relief as possible and seated well against her ass cheeks at the flare of the cap. He let the thing stay there as he walked away from her again to get a towel to clean her off.

"I'm gonna wipe you down now," he said as he came back with the thick soft towel, wet with cold water.

"Ok," she whimpered back. He knew she was overcome with the intensity of the sensations that were flowing through her body. He bent to carefully wipe away the blood, trying not to hurt her further.

Michaela held in her cries each time the towel swept over a particularly painful whip mark. She didn't want him to think she couldn't do this again, or that he had really hurt her. They had been doing all sorts of stuff for years, but the masochistic streak in her had really kicked in recently. Her brother had been accommodating in that, but he only got into the torture when he thought she was enjoying it. If he knew how much it really hurt her most of the time, she was certain he'd refuse to do it to her.

"Ok Mi. That should be good. It looks like you've stopped bleeding but if you need more time to recover before we go see Ned just let me know." He knew he was wasting his breath, but he just felt he had to ask her that anyway.

"I'm ready," she said softly. He sighed and reached over to the wall to hit the button to lower her down so he could get her changed.

"Where are they?" Ned asked as Cathy rode him slowly while facing away from him.

They'd stripped off the stupid clothes as soon as Johnnie had finally left and she'd mounted him immediately. They were taking their time, working up to a good hard cum for him, so she didn't have anything in her ass. He could barely feel her around him, only really cognizant of her wetness and heat.

"He said they'd be up in a few minutes. They were doing some weird shit." Barbie shivered as she relived that crazy experience in her pretty little head.

"They're always doing weird shit Barbie. It's what they do." Melinda said, her voice still shaky with fear. She wasn't doing anything, just sitting on the love seat as if waiting for her execution.

"Alright, but if they take too long you're gonna go get them again." He said as his wife stopped her movement and just leaned back against him, looking back over her shoulder to speak to him.

"Honey, I think I'll go get them again if I have to," she said cautiously.

"Honey..."

"Seriously Ned, it's Barbie's reward. I don't think it's very fair to keep sending her down there. You can see how scared she is." She implored quietly, hoping to keep things from blowing up.

"Fine, you can do it. But don't think..."

"I know Honey. You can punish me later if you feel I deserve it." She did her best not to sound like she was giving her permission and simply offering her submissive self to him.

"I will if you try to talk to me like that again," he snarled harshly at her. She nodded and turned back to her daughter.

"I'm sure they'll be up any minute." She smiled reassuringly and Barbie seemed to relax. 'She's so trusting, sometimes I wonder about her.'

"What were they doing?" Mel asked as Barbie sat on the couch next to her slowly fucking parents.

"Ugh, it was really strange!"

"Really? How bad was it?" Melinda wasn't trying to rub it in, she was just curious as to how bad it would be for her.

"Well, Michaela was hanging from the ceiling in this weird outfit that kept her bound up like this." She held her arms across her chest, compressing her overlarge tits and making them pop out of the thin dress she still wore.

"Like a straight jacket?" Mel asked, a tremor of fear going through her.

"Yeah, like that! Anyways, she was hanging there and he was fucking her mouth like crazy while some kind of like, I don't know cheese grater type dildo was ramming her ass."

"Cheese grater!" Mel yelped. "No way!"

"I swear, it was a dildo but it had like, holes that were sharp and making her bleed really bad. I don't know Mel; maybe he won't use it on you." Tears managed to force their way down her sister's face as Barbie tried to find some way to ease her fear.

"Jesus! Daddy, you can't make me do that!"

"You know the rules Melinda. You can move out if you don't like them." Ned answered coldly as his wife started to bounce a bit harder on him. She seemed to be feeling it more than he was.

"Yes Daddy," she answered in a dejected tone. She had no where to move to and couldn't imagine living with someone not in her family. It would just be too weird.

Barbie squirmed a bit in her seat as once again she felt bad for Melinda. She never wanted to be sent to Michael again, but at the same time she didn't know if she could handle it as well as Mel was if she did.

"What do you want Ned?" The angry voice broke through the soft slap of Cathy's ass on Ned's thighs and everyone looked to see Michael enter the room.

He was short for a man, especially in this family, at only five foot five. He had been skinny years ago but at fourteen he'd decided he was tired of being made fun of for it. He started lifting weights religiously and doing all sorts of crazy martial arts. Now at eighteen he was broad shouldered and built like a bulldozer. He had several black belts and Ned knew he would loose in a fight with his youngest son. That more than anything was why Michael could get away with just about anything.

He wore only a pair of black leather pants that somehow seemed to further accentuate his powerful build. The color matched his hair as well. The twins were the only children of Ned's that had dark hair, another feature that set them apart from the blonde and beautiful.

Michaela crawled at his right side on hands and knees, wearing another leather corset that covered her from the high collar to just above her navel. The mask was still on her and she had a choke chain around her neck under the flared collar that led to her brother's hand. He held it lightly, as if sure she'd never have to be choked with it. Her arms were sheathed in black leather as well, leading to matching sleek black leather gloves. She was nude otherwise as she sat back on her heels by him like a dog.

"Barbie earned herself a reward for helping your mother and I try to conceive another child today," he said matter-of-factly. He paused as if waiting for acknowledgement but when he got none he went on. "I want Michaela for a few hours to help reward her."

"I want a trade then," Michael sneered back. The idea of his parents having another child turned his stomach but he didn't let it show. "And you have to agree not to fuck her ass or her pussy."

"She won't be fucked at all; we just need her to help a little. Is that acceptable?" Ned kept his tone firm so it didn't sound like he was speaking to a superior or even an equal. Michael might be able to fuck him up in a fight, but Ned was still his father.

"I assume you intend to give me Melinda."

"She deserves a few hours with you, yeah." They stared at each other as neither seemed ready to admit to a deal just yet. Suddenly Michael's eyes swept around the room and returned to Ned's as he smiled a scary smile.

"I don't want Melinda. I want you're little Barbie Doll. For the whole night." Barbie gasped and Ned frowned at that.

"Tonight is supposed to be her reward, not her punishment Michael. I can't agree to that, she hasn't done anything wrong."

"She fucked a boy from college last week without using a rubber." Mel suddenly spoke up, seeing an escape and not hesitating to take it.

"Mel!" Barbie shrieked as her sister gave up damning information she'd been trusted with.

"Is that true Barbara?" Ned asked firmly and she squirmed in her seat. She thought about lying but knew he'd punish her worse for it.

"Yes Daddy, but it was an accident. We were just so horny..."

"Don't bother Barbie. Fuck, what is wrong with you? Don't you know that you could have gotten us all sick by pulling that shit? Now we have to all get tested and stop fucking until we know we're clean!"

"Jesus Barbie!" Cathy let out as she stilled on her husband's cock.

"Daddy, I know he was clean. He was a virgin, and it sucked. I'm sorry, I was just so horny because you and Johnnie had just noticed Bri getting fat and..."

"He was a virgin? In college? You're sure?" Ned was incredulous. Who waited until college to loose their virginity these days?

"I'm sure Daddy. He told me and I almost laughed in his face. I should have because he hardly knew what to do with his little dick."

"Alright fine. You get a pass for fucking a virgin without a rubber, but you still lied to me by not bothering to tell anyone but your sister. You'll both spend two hours down stairs with Michael tonight. Will that work?"

"Daddy!" Both girls shrieked but he ignored them. Michael waited for the commotion to die down before answering.

"It's a Monday and I'm a little tired. How about I have them for three hours together on Friday and we'll call it an agreement." Wicked plans started to form in his mind. He'd never had two of them at once or even one when Michaela wasn't being used by them. He could do all sorts of agonizing things to them with her help.

"You've got a deal."

"Daddy please! Don't make me do this! I swear I didn't tell you because I knew it was safe." Barbie pleaded but fell silent when he just glared at her.

"Daddy! Daddy I'll do anything. Just don't make me go down there with him!" Mel begged.

"Enough! The decision has been made. Michael, you can stay if you want." He expected his son to decline. He never wanted to participate in any of the family antics.

"I intend to. Don't even think about abusing Michaela, I won't allow it." Ned gritted his teeth as he listened to the forceful tone his son used. The boy was eighteen and had the temerity to order him around.

"I promise she won't be abused. You don't have to stay just to ensure that, you have my word."

"I think I'll stay anyway," he growled. He trusted Ned to keep his word about as much as he trusted a used car salesman to give him a good deal.

"Have it your way, just don't interfere." Ned rose, tossing Cathy to the side nonchalantly as he once again stretched out. He'd been sitting for a long time but he resisted the urge to limber up a bit. Instead he walked across the room to tower over his son.

"Give me the leash and sit on the recliner." He ordered harshly. The boy looked up at him with pure malice in his black eyes before handing over the chain and plopping down on the seat off to the side.

"Come Michaela!" Her father said as if trying to get a dog to obey. He didn't give her a chance to respond before yanking hard on the chain and listening to her choking as she crawled fast to relieve the pressure.

Michael just stared holes in his father's back as he led his sister over to the couch with sadistic pulls on the choke chain. He knew that Ned was challenging him, taunting him into trying to stop it. Only the fact that Michaela could handle far worse kept him in his seat.

"Can I get the chain Daddy?" Mel asked softly as if she wasn't aware she was actually speaking out loud.

"You know, that's a good idea. Come on Michaela; let's go see your sister." He jerked harder than ever to produce a gurgling gasp followed by a hissing choke that made Michael tense in his seat.

"Hurry up!" He followed the previous pull on the chain with another even more vicious one. This time it forced her up from her hands and he kept the pressure on as she sat back on her heels and gasped for air like a fish out of water.

"Ned!" Michael warned and the father let the chain fall loose as Michaela collapsed onto her face. He expected her to be immobile for a while as she struggled to breathe but she was back up almost immediately.

"Let's go!" Again he yanked the chain, this time actually leading his youngest daughter toward Melinda rather than just tormenting her. She choked loudly but moved toward her sister without hesitation.

It never really occurred to Ned that he was doing this to his child. He had stopped thinking of the twins as his a long time ago. It was hard to say when exactly, but at some point he had decided they were just too twisted to be related to him. He never saw the irony in that.

Several more hard jerks had Michaela at her sister's heel as Ned handed Melinda the chain. Without hesitation Mel stood and pulled the chain as high over her head as she could get it as if trying to hang the girl. She hated Michaela with a burning passion and this was the first opportunity she'd had to really take it out on her.

Michaela made no move to do anything but choke on the end of the collar, as if it wasn't within her ability to stand up to relieve the pressure. She simply hung there like a lynching victim, gagging and drooling all over herself as the chain forced under her chin to make her head loll back at a painful angle. Michael waited as long as he could before he spoke up.

"Let her down or the deal's off!"

"Good!" Mel hissed back at him and slid around her sister to put her knee in her back. She wrenched back on the chain, bending the girl backwards as she gurgled out saliva that ran up to the black plugs in her nose. Mel's arms strained as she used all of her strength to choke out her sister.

"Melinda, let her down or you'll spend six hours with Michael instead of three." Ned ordered softly and immediately she released her sister. The girl collapsed and made no move to get up.

"You said she wouldn't be abused Ned!" Michael said as he rose from his seat intent on checking to make sure she hadn't been seriously hurt.

"Stay there. She's fine, just let her recover for a while." Michael froze, standing with his calves against his seat as he watched Michaela moving across the carpet toward him. She was trying to find his protection again, following the sound of his voice.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" Melinda asked as she jerked the chain hard enough to drag the girl back toward her while she choked hard. Michaela only moaned under her breath and gurgled again as her legs and hips were burned by the carpet.

Once the little slave was back under Mel's feet, she started to crawl away again. This time Melinda waited for her to get as far from her as the chain would allow before it lost all slack. With a hard yank she dragged the petite body of her sister across the carpet toward her. She pulled hand over hand as Michaela's skin was burned against the floor, getting her to her feet again.

Barbie held in a moan of sympathy for her younger sister. She couldn't understand why everyone hated her so much. Sure, she wasn't half as pretty as all the other girls, but still that wasn't a reason to be so damn mean to her. Even her twin, who supposedly loved her deeply, tortured the poor girl every day. If anyone in the family should be hated, it was Michael as far as she was concerned.

Again Michaela started to seek out her brother's protection but this time he put a stop to it before she could suffer the same way again. "Stop Michaela. Stay where they want you and do as they say."

Michaela remained silent but stilled on the carpet just a few feet from Melinda, waiting for further instructions. Rather than simply order her back to her, Mel again took the opportunity to drag the girl across the carpet. Michaela seemed immune to the pain of the rug burn and remained silent the whole time.

Mel waited for the little cunt to try to get away again, hoping to drag her. When it became apparent that it wasn't going to happen, she once again place her knee in the girl's back and pulled the choke chain tight to bend her over. This time she used only the strength required to hold her there, feeling her arms shake from the exertion they'd already dealt with.

"How long do you intend to choke her like that?" Ned asked his daughter as she held Michaela still.

"I don't know. How long do you think it will take for her to pass out?" Mel gasped back, winded from the exertion of holding her sister tight.

"I give it another thirty seconds, no more." Ned replied dispassionately. He really didn't care about Michaela's welfare, he was just wondering what his other daughter was up to.

"If she passes out I'll make sure you don't walk for a week after I'm done with you." Michael's harsh voice cut through the nonchalant air between father and daughter and reminded Mel that everything she did to Michaela would be paid back.

For a long moment no one moved, the only sound was Michaela's gurgling gasps for air as she tried desperately to breath through her closed off throat. Mel wanted to hurt this girl so bad, for so many reasons, but she had to finally let off. Once again Michaela fell flat on her face, making no attempt to catch herself.

It took longer for her to recover this time as she hacked up more phlegm and struggled to fill her lungs with air. Her neck was heavily bruised and there were little red spots where the links of the chain had pinched her. She did nothing but lie there and try to breathe, not even trying to alleviate any of her pain.

"Did you actually have some way you were gonna use her to reward Barbie, or did you just want to torture her?" Michael asked with such hatred even Ned felt a stab of fear.

"Barbie, get naked and sit next to your mother on the sofa," Ned ordered as if he hadn't heard his son's question. "Michaela, lick your sister while we wait for Barbie to get ready."

Michaela once again sat up on her heels, this time pushing her head from side to side as if trying to sniff at the air to find the pussy she'd been ordered to eat. Mel didn't wait for her to find it. She just yanked her around by the chain several times before grabbing her head and forcing her sister's mouth between her legs.

"Ugh, she doesn't even know how to eat a fucking pussy Daddy!" Melinda complained as her sister licked at her blindly. "Can't I just fuck her up some more while we wait?"

Ned's eyebrows rose at the cruelty his daughter was displaying. It was one thing to want to hurt the girl, but to give up having her cunt licked to do it was far beyond what he thought Mel would be willing to sacrifice.

"No Mel, just let her eat you for a few minutes."

"Yes Daddy," she answered meekly. She didn't want to give him any more reason to send her down stairs with Michael.

"I'm ready Daddy!" Barbie said in a breathy rush, holding her legs wide to show her hairless pussy to her family. She stroked herself idly and let her hand draw circles on her mother's thigh beside her.

"Mel, bring her over to the couch." Ned ordered and Melinda's eyes flashed with anticipation.

The trip from the seat Melinda had been sitting in to the couch wasn't more than fifteen feet, but she did everything she could to make it last as long as possible. She stopped several times just to choke Michaela for an extended period of time, relishing her last few minutes with the girl. She'd fantasized about this many times and didn't want to let up until she absolutely had to.

"Honey, please stop this," Cathy implored her husband softly. She'd watched in silence for as long as she could before speaking up. The others might hate Michaela, but she was still her daughter and she couldn't just let her be tormented like that. As if simply to spite her mother, Mel stopped again and bent the girl backwards with the choke chain. The choking gurgling resumed and Cathy shifted in her seat uncomfortably

"Let her go Melinda, it's enough." Ned said firmly. Immediately Mel let go of the chain and stepped back to let her sister fall flat on her back. Ned let out a hiss as he noticed something he hadn't seen before.

"What the fuck is this?" He asked to no one as he knelt between his daughter's haphazardly spread legs and eyed her crotch.

"Insurance," Michael replied coldly as he knew exactly what his father was asking about.

Ned reached down to grab Michaela's ankles and pull them up and out, spreading her wide almost like he was breaking a wishbone. A soft clinking of metal sounded in the otherwise silent room and everyone could clearly see what he was looking at.

Michaela had a row of tightly spaced piercings on each of her plump little outer labia that linked together at the flat tops like pieces of a puzzle. A thin bar was set in the middle of them vertically through the loops each pair made and locked in place at the top by some sort of small hex lock. The overall effect was one that completely hid her sex and protected her from penetration like some sort of chastity device.

"You are seriously fucked up boy." Ned hissed as he eyed the only pussy he'd been denied for years.

He'd fucked Michaela in the ass, though only a few times, and she'd blown him more than that. Michael wouldn't allow access to her pussy though, and Ned wanted it that much more because of it. Now that he could see that Michael had taken steps to prevent any sort of breach of the agreement between them, Ned wanted to fuck her more than ever.

"I'm simply protecting what's mine," Michael replied angrily. Ned shook his head as he imagined what it would be like to fuck his youngest daughter properly.

'She has to be tight as hell, especially if Michael is the only dick she's ever had.' He thought as images of that mostly obscured pussy danced in his head. 'Fuck, I've gotta get through this shit sometime just to see if she's worth all the trouble. It's gotta be the most pristine pussy ever!'

"Are you gonna have her do something for you Ned, or are you just gonna stare?" Michael asked, bristling at the realization that his father may have finally started to appreciate his twin. Ned sighed and then backed off, letting Michaela just lie there for a second.

"Eat Barbie Mickey," he ordered with an angry tone. He didn't like it when there was something he couldn't have and it was pissing him off. Michael ground his teeth at the use of the nickname they both hated but remained seated.

Michaela rolled over to her belly and came up on hands and knees to crawl toward the couch. She was at an odd angle, unable to see where she was going, but no one took hold of her leash to guide her. Slowly she made her way to her goal, feeling in front of her with her hand as she came upon the sofa. When she felt a smooth leg through her glove she traced up it and centered herself on where she figured her sister was sitting.

"Over to your right sweetie," Cathy said softly as her daughter started to lean in to find her goal but found her mother instead. Michaela gave no audible response and simply shifted on her knees along the edge of the couch to find her sister.

"Melinda, get over here and let me fuck that tight little pussy of yours for a while." Ned said as he watched Michaela go to work on Barbie's exposed crotch. Mel smiled and bounded over to him. She bent forward to present her ass to him and he grabbed her hips as he slid in her.

"Goddamn girl! That is the tightest pussy I've had in a long time!" Ned groaned out as his dick bottomed out in his daughter's cunt. He always said something like that when he first slid in her, perpetually surprised at how she had maintained her tightness after a lot of hard fucking.

"Well Daddy, I try just for you." She said back with a smile as he started to saw within her. She pushed back, arching her back and reaching out to find something to hold on to. Ned grabbed at her shoulders to get more leverage and started to really hammer her as Barbie moaned in rising pleasure.

It was a weird experience for Barbara, having little Michaela eat her. She'd never had her younger sister do that for her before and her inexperience was obvious. Even so, the sight of the tightly attired and collared girl with her mask obscuring most of her face eating her out was powerfully erotic. In that moment Barbie finally realized that she wanted to be a Dom when it came to other women. It had never really occurred to her until that moment, but the leather and chains seemed just right to her.

"Fuck! A little higher Mickey!" She encouraged as the girl licked just under her clit. She shifted obediently and a jolt of pleasure shot through Barbie. "Ugh! Right there! Oh yeah, keep going like that!"

Ned alternated between hard pounding strokes and slow thrusts that teased him as much as his slut daughter. Mel moaned out her appreciation for his technique as he kept changing it up to drive her crazy. He ripped out of her when she started to spasm around him though, not allowing her to orgasm.

"No more cumming for you tonight Mel."

"Daddy! Please I..."

"After what you did to your brother, there's no way you're allowed to cum again." He cut her off harshly.

"But Daddy...!"

"Keep it up and you won't be allowed to fuck for a week." He grunted out as he pulled at his pussy juice slicked dick and slapped it against her generously plump ass.

"Yes Daddy," again she was meek in the face of still more punishment.

"Go fist your mother for a bit."

"Yes Daddy." She straightened up and headed toward the couch as Ned stared at her ass. He loved that full bubble butt that his blonde daughters all had. After a long moment of watching that ass wiggle, he walked slowly around behind Michaela to stare between her legs.

'Fuck, I want that pussy worse than ever.' He tried not to let his desperate lust show, but his huge dick swelled and hardened in his hand as he stared at her protective jewelry. Angry red whip marks crisscross her backside from over her ass to down by her knees. He frowned as he took in the butt plug, angry to see that she was completely closed off from him. She shifted as Barbie called out in lust again and his eye was drawn to her lower back.

Michaela had one tattoo, which her brother had given her himself, just over her ass. It was simple; a single word in fancy calligraphy that he'd painstakingly drawn over and over again until they both agreed it was perfect. That word expressed exactly how they felt about each other and Ned scowled as he read it.

'Devoted? What the fuck kind of shit is that?' He wondered, wishing he could just kneel down and slide into that tight snatch. 'What is she devoted to?'

"Oh fuck Mickey, that's so good! Use your fingers, that's it. Just pump hard." Barbie was enjoying teaching her sister how to please her and she loved the feel of those slim digits sliding in her. They weren't thick enough to be really satisfying, but somehow that made the slowly building pleasure that much more delicious.

"Curl your fingers back along the roof of my pussy. Ugh, just like that! A little further back. A little more....Oh yeah!" Barbie shook with extreme pleasure as her sister sucked lightly on her clit and touched her g-spot.

"Daddy, Michaela's gonna make me cum!"

"Not yet baby, hold it back for a few minutes."

"Daddy..."

"Don't worry, it's part of your reward." He reassured her, not bothering to get pissed that she was hesitant to obey him.

"Y...yes Daddy," she stammered out as Michaela seemed to figure out just how to touch that sensitive little spot within her.

Soon Barbie was rotating her hips against her sister's face just as Bridget had done to her earlier in the day, feeling the build up of intense pleasure and fighting to relax against it. She knew if she tensed it would overwhelm her but it took great effort to keep it in.

"Alright Michaela, back off her."

"Daddy!" She couldn't help it, Barbie had to whine her protest.

"It's alright baby, you won't be left hanging tonight." Once again he comforted her as he strode over to the couch to sit between his wife and daughter. He watched as Mel really dug into her mother's cunt. She loved eating pussy, even her mother's, and Ned could plainly see it in her.

"Damn baby, you're so fucking good at this!" Cathy gasped as her daughter chewed her clit and fisted her loose pussy easily. "I think I'm gonna cum!"

Cathy couldn't remember if she'd orgasmed that afternoon with Ned, but she felt unsatisfied as if she'd been denied all day. She desperately wanted her daughter to give her that release so long denied to her.

"She is good isn't she?" Ned asked with a grin for his wife. She just nodded and pressed her hands over her daughter's short blonde hair to push her onward.

"Barbie, roll over and take my cock in your cunt." He ordered and immediately the unsatisfied slut did as ordered. He groaned as he sank into another tight pussy. She wasn't as uncannily tight as Mel, but still it was many times better than his wife.

"Ride me a little and then just sit forward on me."

"O...Ok Daddy!" She enthused as her tits flailed on her chest inches from his face. He slid his arms up her back from their grip on her ass and he pulled her to him. His lips closed over one big nipple, distended with her arousal and hard on his tongue. He chewed firmly and she squealed in appreciation.

"Alright, stop for a bit baby," he said after he'd gnawed at both nipples several times.

"Yes Daddy," she slowed and looked over at her mother as she writhed on the couch. It looked like she was about to explode and Barbie felt compelled to watch it.

"Good girl, now lean forward into me." Ned said as his daughter stopped on him. She obeyed silently, eyes still on his wife beside him.

"Cathy, you don't get to cum until I tell you to," he said on a whim. She just moaned out her assent as his hands traveled back down to his daughter's full ass. "What's your favorite thing in the whole world Barbie?"

"Your cock Daddy!" She answered immediately. She circled her hips over him to feel his thick dick stir within her. He groaned and she squeezed him to further stimulate him.

"Ah, that's what I thought," he let out with a long breath. "And what's your favorite thing for me to do with my cock?"

"Fuck my nasty ass hard!" Again she answered without hesitation and he growled wordlessly at her words. He loved fucking her tight little asshole too.

"Well baby, since you love anal so much and you helped your mom and I this afternoon, Mickey is gonna help you experience what you did for Mom." She squealed in pleasure and clapped her hands between their nearly touching noses as she bounced hard on him. They both moaned at the strong pleasure that shot through them from that.

"Michaela, take off your gloves and get some lube." She started to crawl away immediately, pulling off her gloves even as she made her way to the entertainment center against the far wall. Everyone knew that was where they kept the lube.

"Honey?" Cathy said, not really asking him anything just trying to get his attention.

"Not yet Honey. I'll let you know when." She knew better than to argue and tapped her daughter on the head to urge her to back off. Surprisingly, Mel did as she knew her mother wanted and slowed her urgent pace. She was doing her best to be accommodating so she could generate some sort of sympathy for her. It might not get her out of the punishment, but she still had hope.

Michaela's chain rattled as it dragged behind her on the carpet. She crawled across the carpet as if it was her normal way of getting around. Once she got to the entertainment center, she pulled open one of the bottom cabinets and retrieved the jelly before heading back to her sister and father as they slowly fucked on the couch.

"God Daddy, I want to fuck you so hard right now!" Barbie said in a rush as her body screamed for her to give in and just go at it.

"I know baby, but let's wait until you've got Michaela's arm up your ass. Ok?"

"Ugh! Ok Daddy." Her pussy clutched at the thought of having an arm in her ass. She'd shoved all kinds of things in her ass, including her own fist that afternoon, but having her sister's arm in her promised to be both new and powerful. She'd seen what it did to her mother.

"Lube her asshole real good Mickey." He said once the girl was close enough to change her angle and approach them directly. Again Michaela didn't respond verbally and simply started to rub a big gob of the stuff against her sister's hole. She let her fingers slip in several times before adding still more lube.

"Once she's good and slick get your hand lubed up and shove it in her." Ned ordered, a bit annoyed at his daughter's stubborn silence. He preferred his subs respond to him when told what to do but Michaela refused to.

"Oh, she's starting to push in me!" Barbie gasped as Michaela's pressed together fingers forced open her ass. It was surprisingly difficult at first, but soon Barbie had relaxed enough to let the fingers in up to the big knuckles.

"Go for it Mickey!" She encouraged as her sister paused there. Always one to obey, Michaela shoved forward and her whole hand sank in Barbie's ass up to the wrist. "Fuck yeah!"

"Oh fuck! That's so fucking good, it's like a fucking virgin your so tight!" Ned hissed as his daughter tightened drastically around him.

"Oh Daddy, this is so good! Shove it in as far as you can Michaela!" Again her sister obeyed and sank several inches of her forearm into her ass before being forced to stop by the tight pressure.

"Ugh! Ugh! UGH!" Barbie started to fuck her father hard as the feeling of being stretched painfully and filled completely drove her wild. She'd never had anything so large or so deep in her ass and it was her new addiction. "Fuck I love getting my ass reamed!"

"Honey?" Cathy was barely able to speak as she watched her beautiful daughter slamming her husband and climbing rapidly toward climax. Ned just ignored her as his dick screamed toward explosion.

"H...Honey!" She tried again but he seemed to only see their daughter as she fucked his brains out. 'Fuck, he's gonna leave me hanging again!'

"I'm sorry Mom. I'm doing the best I can." Mel said as she pulled away from her mother's fucked out cunt. She wasn't turned off by the overused and sloppy appearance of it, in fact it just turned her on more because she knew her pussy was so much better.

"It's alright Hun, just keep me right on the edge as long as you can." Melinda didn't answer, she just dug into that nasty snatch again. Those wide spread pussy lips were hot on her lips as she licked at them to get the musky juices from them.

"U...use y...your fin...fingernails!" Barbie stuttered out as her father gripped her hips hard and returned her vicious thrusts. His dick was slamming her cervix the way they both loved and she felt her cunt spasm around him.

Michaela curled her fingers back and scratched lightly at the flesh that held her tight in its slimy embrace. She was both disgusted and demeaned by what her family was making her do, but she gave no outward sign of how she felt.

"Uh, I'm gonna...gonna...I'm gu...I'm gonna fucking CUM!" Barbie screeched as her hips lost their rhythm and she fell into hard seizures. Her pussy, already artificially too tight for her dad, clamped down and trapped him within her as she gushed all over his lap

"Fuck yeah! Spray that girl cum all over me you fucking tramp!" Ned called out. "Cum with your daughter Cathy! Cum hard Honey!"

"Oh!" Cathy let out as suddenly Mel's fingers extended within her and curled back to press her g-spot hard. Her daughter stopped chewing her clit and sucked hard on it as her tongue danced across the large protrusion expertly. "Fu...fuck!

The mother finally had her release, and after a day of being denied and built up it was huge. The sound of her cum spraying joined with Barbie's to make a stereo of hard liquid splashing on hot flesh. She clawed unconsciously at her daughter's head as her body spun out of control and into an unreality of absolute bliss.

"Oh Daddy!" Barbie shrieked as another hard blast twisted her pussy on his huge cock as her hips shifted on their own. The feel of her hot cum splashing across her flat belly was burned into her mind but she was so lost in pleasure it meant nothing to her.

"Yes baby, spray me! Fuck, keep going! Don't stop, don't fucking stop!" He grunted as his hips picked up another hard pace as he sought his own pleasure. It was too far away and he knew that was for the best, but still he want to cum bad.

Barbara peaked and then crashed down fast, giving only one more volley of clear liquid that splattered them both before slumping down as her father pounded into her. She could usually go on after a climax but that had been too good. She was exhausted and he was forced to stop fucking her.

Cathy was arched up against her daughter's face as she squirted several more times, her body cramping painfully before she collapsed down to rest on the couch beneath her. She sighed as Mel pulled back, knowing better than to try to push her further. Her mother wasn't multi-orgasmic and further stimulation would just be torture.

The two couples relaxed on the couch, Mel sliding up her mother's body to dribble a mouthful of cum she'd caught into Cathy's mouth before kissing her hard and then sitting beside her. They were all pretty tired, though Ned was still hard as a rock and buried in his daughter's super tight cunt.

"Oh man, that was something wasn't it?" Barbie asked as she caressed her father's hairless chest. She was doing her best to remain still on him, not because she wanted to fuck again but because her pussy was so sensitive it was telling her jump off him. Her sister's little arm stuffed up her ass was making her feel panicky but she fought to keep control.

"Was that a good enough reward for you?" Ned asked, nearly at the point where he didn't care how sensitive she was. She smiled and nodded, looking cute as hell and he rose up to pound into her again.

"D...D...Daddy! P...Ple...Please!" Barbie struggled to speak as her father plowed her hard. His long fingers dug into her hips again as he held her up so he had room to thrust. He grunted and fucked her even harder for a few moments before stopping suddenly.

"Pull your arm out Michaela. Now!" He yelled and immediately his youngest daughter yanked her arm from her sister's ass, her fingers still bent to claw at her rectum the whole way.

"AH!" Barbie shrieked in agony as Michaela took the opportunity to return some of the agony that her family had inflicted on her. No one could see it, but the corners of her thin mouth curled up in a barely there smirk of satisfaction as her sister leapt up from her father's lap to dance in pain.

"You fucking bitch!" Barbie screamed as she pawed at her ass to see if she was bleeding. Speckles of red blotted her palm and she lost it. "You fucking BITCH!"

Barbie forgot about the pity she'd had for her sister before and lunged at her, lashing out to claw at that masked face. Michaela did nothing to stop the blow, and simply toppled over onto her side as the leather twisted on her face. The blow was satisfying to Barbie, but not satisfying enough. She lashed out again and again, wishing she could claw the little cunt's eyes out through that mask.

"Stop Barbie! Enough!" Ned interrupted when his daughter started to look ready to kill Michaela with raking strikes. Barbie barely managed to hold back another blow, which her sister still did nothing to avoid or stop.

"Daddy she fucking clawed my ass! I'm fucking bleeding!" Barbie screamed and he just nodded at her. He knew he should have held her back, but seeing his daughter starting to realize the potential of her power was satisfying to him.

"You little fucking whore! I'm gonna fuck you up so fucking bad!" She snatched at the chain that lay on the floor by her feet and ran full speed away from Michaela. The chain snapped taught and Barbie grunted with the effort of keeping her speed. Her sister let out a pathetic gurgling groan as once again she was unable to breathe.

She dragged her sister around by the neck, running as hard as she could until she was too winded to go on. Michael watched with a scary smile on his face, as if he liked seeing his twin tormented like that. She wanted to attack him too, but was tired enough to be able to think and realize he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her very badly.

"Let me help Barb!" Mel called from where she stood by the couch, anxious and bouncing up on her toes.

"Come on, let's teach this little bitch a fucking lesson!"

"Fuck yeah!" Mel dashed over to where her sister was kicking Michaela hard in the ribs. She joined in with kicks of her own that shook her sister's little body and tossed her from one side to the other.

Michaela remained silent throughout. She knew they could only keep this up for so long and her thick leather corset was actually protecting her from much of the damage. Indeed, soon the two sisters tired of kicking her and stood over her calling her all sorts of evil names. She ignored them and tried to listen for Michael, for some sign of where he was. She listened hard but couldn't locate him.

"Watch this Barbie!" Mel said as she picked up the chain again. Barbie thought she was going to choke their sister again but instead she lashed the end of the chain across her chest.

"Umph!" Michaela let out as the steel chain slammed the wind from her. She was unprepared for the attack and the follow up caught her by surprise as well.

"Fuck...you...you... fucking... tiny... fucking... brother... loving... whore!" Mel accentuated each word with the hardest blow she could muster with the chain as Michaela writhed in agony at her feet.

She panted as she tried to recover some strength in her arm as she let the chain dangle. She was about to start up again when Michael suddenly spoke.

"Ned, I'd say this constitutes abuse wouldn't you?" He sounded oddly happy, as if the whole thing was funny.

"No, I think revenge is more like it. She did scratch the hell out of Barbie's ass after all." Michael's eyes flashed with hatred but he remained silent. He knew he could stop this, but if Michaela wanted that he'd know. So far she seemed content to suffer with her punishment so he remained tense in his seat.

"Fuck....you!" Mel hit her twice more and then sagged on her feet with exhaustion. It was hard work whipping someone with a chain!

"Let me have a turn Mel!"

"Barbie please, don't keep this going." Her mother called as once again she was forced to watch one of her daughters being brutalized. Barbie's eyes flashed with surprising anger as she looked up at her mom while Michaela struggled beneath her.

"Mom, you have no idea how much that hurt. Daddy, can I keep going?" She shifted her focus to her father, knowing his cruelty would prevail.

"Only if you understand that on Friday both Michael and Michaela will be returning the favor." Ned answered nonchalantly. He didn't care how bad his kids hurt each other, as long as nobody had to go to the hospital.

"I know Daddy. I know." She answered before lashing out with the chain to hit Michaela across the face. Only the mask she wore kept her from having a nasty gash under her eyes and across her nose.

This time Michaela's hands flew up to cover her face as the sudden pain bloomed across it. Barbie just hissed in rage and slammed the chain across those hands. Blood flecked across the carpet as the chain opened wounds across the backs of Michaela's hands and she let out a surprised cry.

Barbie swung again, this time aiming for those ridiculously tiny things her sister called her tits, listening to the dull thump as the chain found its mark on the hard leather that covered them. She lashed her twice more across the tits before going for her face again.

Again Michaela called out in agony as the chain slammed deep into her eye socket. Even with the mask she wondered if she might loose her sight in that eye and suddenly Michael was lunging from his chair.

Barbie had no idea what hit her, she was just suddenly laid out barely conscious as she wondered if her spine had been snapped. Mel was moaning next to her as they both struggled to figure out where they were and how they'd gotten there.

"I demand at least twice as much time with them on Friday!" Michael grated out at his father as he stood protectively over his twin.

"Fuck off, we had a deal and we stuck too it." Ned sounded scared even to himself. The blur of motion that had been his son had impressed him and once again he realized that he didn't stand a chance against him.

"She may loose an eye, that wasn't part of the deal." He hadn't even bent to look his sister over, but he knew exactly the kind of damage she'd just suffered.

"You didn't think it was abuse until now, so I didn't have an opportunity to stop it myself. I didn't break the deal so you can't either." Ned answered, hoping his son didn't decide to attack him as well. His raging hard on had shrunk to nothing, though he was still huge anyway.

"If she has any permanent damage it won't take me three hours to return the favor!" Michael growled and then suddenly swept his twin into his arms and carried her quickly from the room.

"Jesus Christ! Why did you have to let them do that Ned?" Cathy said in anger at her husband. She didn't care if he did punish her for it; he deserved to know he'd fucked up.

"She deserved it." He answered simply and Cathy tensed. How could he be that cold?

"Fuck you!" She hissed at him and stalked naked from the room to go check on her youngest daughter if Michael would let her.

"You'll pay for that Catherine!" Ned called out to her back. She just kept going, too angry and disturbed by the family she'd raised to care just then.

"Daddy?" Mel spoke up.

"What!" He shot back, pissed at everyone and everything for the way the night was going.

"You didn't cum yet did you?"

"No. I was gonna save it for your mother." He snarled at her. Mel was anything but scared by that though. She loved a good hard fuck, and she could see exactly where she could guide this.

"Well, if you want, you can use me instead. I know how painful it is for you to go without and..."

"And you want a fuck. Don't make it seem like anything but you being selfish Melinda, I know better." He eyed his beautiful daughter as she sat on the floor with her legs opened at him. Barbie still seemed out of it so it seemed Mel had gotten off easy. It didn't look like she was injured at all.

"Maybe I'm being selfish Dad, but I've got a secret that you should know."

"Oh really? And what might that be?"

"I didn't take my pill this morning. I know how much you like the idea of getting your girls pregnant, so I'd be willing to stop altogether if you liked." She offered, not really thinking she'd actually let him get her pregnant. 'Maybe I'll be able to pull it off for a while.'

"Huh, I like the sound of that. You ready to carry Daddy's child Melinda?"

"I can't wait to have your baby Daddy." She lied. In all honesty, it was repulsive to her. The entire thing was twisted beyond her preferences, but she knew if she played it up he would give her a good hard fuck and she could deal with the consequences later.

"You aren't trying to get out of Friday are you?" Ned asked, figuring there had to be some ulterior motive to this. He had correctly assumed Melinda wasn't the maternal type, but he figured he might have been wrong.

"No Dad, I'm trying to get your big load deep in my womb." She knew she had him then as his dick suddenly lurched upward and grew rapidly hard again. "How do you want me?"

Ned mulled it over for a few seconds. How did he want to impregnate his middle daughter? He was a bit tired from all the fucking, but at the same time he was pretty worked up from the drama as well. He thought for a few moments and came up with something different.

"I want you upside down so my sperm really sinks into you." He said and Mel frowned. How the hell was he going to fuck her upside down?

"Tell me what to do Dad and I'll do it."

"Come over to the side of the couch and do a handstand. Let your ass lean against the armrest and I'll kneel on the couch to fuck you." He said, gesturing to his right at the end of the couch.

"Uh, ok Dad." She replied dubiously. It sounded pretty weird, not to mention difficult, but at least she'd get another good fucking.

Mel sauntered over to the end of the couch, trying her best to appear sexy and confident even as she quailed inside. She was started to regret letting her overpowering libido guide her into this strange situation. When she upended onto her hands and let her legs sag back toward her father as he positioned himself over her she was certain she'd never be able to hold the position long enough to get off.

"Good girl. Hold that pose." He ordered as he maneuvered around on his knees, holding his cock in front of him and pulling it down to her tight little pussy. He wanted to make her flat belly fat with child so bad he didn't wait a second longer and just shoved his massive prick in her.

"Fuck you're soo fucking tight!" He moaned out as his dick impaled itself deep between her fat pussy lips. He thrust his hips to bump against the end of her and then slid back.

"Holy shit!" Mel yelped out as the fat head of her father's cock slid back to press hard against her g-spot. Her arms shook and threatened to give out as he plunged back deep within her and then slid back to that amazing spot again.

Ned was overwhelmed with the idea of impregnating Melinda and soon he started to fuck into her with everything he had. The anger from before rose within him to add even more strength to his powerful thrusts and he reveled in the feel of her smooth tightness quivering around him as he banged against her cervix. She sagged each time he pulled back, her thin arms having difficulty supporting her, and nearly fell each time he bottomed out. He gripped her thighs tight to his chest to ensure she didn't move too far and fucked her as hard as he could.

Melinda couldn't believe how good this was. If it wasn't for the fact that she was very close to falling on her head, she might consider doing this often. Strangely, the danger to her only seemed to increase her excitement, and she relived the satisfaction of whipping Michaela as the slap of skin on skin reminded her of how the chain had sounded on her leather outfit.

"D...Daddy I'm gu...gonna cu...cum!" She forced out as he picked up his pace to the point that he was throwing her around on the end of his cock and she could barely maintain her balance on her hands.

"Not yet baby. Not yet. Hold it back until I fill your womb with my seed." He said through clenched teeth as his own climax rapidly approached. He fought it down, hoping to shoot another record breaking load into his daughter.

"Da...Da...Ugh!" She couldn't finish her thought as her pussy clenched around that giant slab of meat that was reaming her out. She hung suspended on the edge of cumming when suddenly he slammed deep and held it.

"Who's your Daddy Melinda?" She knew exactly what he wanted and she rushed to give it to him.

"You're my Daddy! Fuck your little daughter's tight pussy and give me your load!" She shrieked as his first shot scalded her cervix. 'Oh I fucking love that feeling!'

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" He roared as his prostate spasmed painfully and forced out what felt like a bowling ball sized shot of sperm into his daughter's vulnerable womb.

"Uh, ah, ugh!" She groaned out as her arms shook and her body cramped. Her pussy fluttered hard around the spraying dick within it as she tried to suck his balls dry. For a moment she wanted nothing more than to carry her father's child.

Ned arched up and pulled his daughter to him hard enough to lift her from the floor as he erupted yet again within her. His head spun and his vision narrowed to a tunnel as his body seized with pleasure. He held her tight to him and squirted again, shaking with pain laced bliss.

A sudden burst of girl cum arced up over them and then fell to the rug by Mel's hands as they dangled from her. She didn't squirt very often, but the pressure on her g-spot had done the trick. Her hips jittered wildly and then she cramped hard and shot another spray of cum toward the ceiling.

Ned was barely aware of the powerful fragrance of his daughter's cum as it traveled in a tight stream inches from his nose. His orgasm screamed through him and reached its highest point as another huge rope blazed its way up his massive cock and out into his daughter's wildly clutching cunt. He hung there for a brief moment, elated that his pleasure seemed to be able to go on forever, before he suddenly deflated.

Mel hit her head on the carpet as her father dropped her unceremoniously to the floor. She was still spasming, and a weak stream of hot liquid fountained from her pussy to fall across her belly and slide to the underside of her enormous fake tits. Her orgasm faded slowly, leaving her twisting across the carpet with each aftershock that ripped through her.

"Fuck! I'm done, I can't fuck anymore tonight." Ned sighed as he sank down into the couch with his legs tangled beneath him.

"Do your balls hurt Daddy?" Barbie asked as she crawled over to where her sister and father had just done their best to conceive their first child. Mel was still upside down, propped up against the end of the couch with her legs and ass in the air and her chin pressed to her chest. She looked nearly asleep.

"Yeah, but that's alright. I like it." He gasped as her soft palm cupped his heavy balls and she carefully massaged away the pain. "But I like that better."

"Daddy?" Barbie asked after she'd massaged him for a while.

"What now Barbie?" He sounded exhausted and fed up so she resolved to make it quick.

"Do you want me to make you some dinner?"

"That would be nice baby," he sighed as her hand took away his pain and his body relaxed toward sleep.

"Ok Daddy. How are your balls now?" Ned didn't answer and she looked up at him. He was asleep and she slowly drew her hand back.

'God I need another fucking. Maybe Johnnie will be home again soon.'