Anal sex, fisting and degradation - Part 13
When I got up the next morning and walked past the mirror, I took a look and smiled. My body was covered in bruises and my ass cheeks were bloody. It looked like a car had ran me over 10 times. But in fact, it was my husband and my sister. My daughter. I didn’t quite know what to call her. But I knew that I liked what I saw. Every injury brings you back stronger. And I wanted to be the strongest. Not only physically, but also mentally. Andy and Cindy were sitting on the terrace, she was in his lap, his hand on her belly, gently rubbing it. I knew what it meant. “You enjoy your daddies’ big penis inside of you?” I asked when I entered the terrace. Cindy chuckled. “I do, mummy” she replied. I gave Andy a kiss and sat on Cindy’s lap. He started to rub my vagina and I did the same to Cindy. After about 15 minutes, we call had our orgasms. Cindy was a squirter, so I was covered with her wet vaginal juice. We took a long shower afterwards, while Andy was preparing lunch. “This is going to be your last meal for a while,” he said to Cindy during eating. She smiled and winked at him. I was still surprised how a *********** girl can be so cute, pretty, beautiful and flirty on the one hand and then be so sexually dirty on the other hand.
In the afternoon, we exercised and even my body was still aching, I went through with it. After the workout, Cindy was sitting next me on the bench. We heard Andy coming from behind, but it was too fast for us. He put a cloth in Cindy’s face and she was u*********s immediately. I could smell the ******phyll and smiled at Andy. He carried her down into the basement and fixed her body like he had done to me a couple of days before. We left her there until we had finished dinner. When we came back, she was conscious. Andy kneed behind her, spit on her asshole and then his big penis slowly entered her colon. He dry-fucked her for more than 10 minutes, tears running down her face, but not a single tone escaped her mouth. I sat beside her and stroked her hair. After Andy came in her, they were both breathing heavily. “Is that all you got?” Cindy asked. I grabbed her hair and spit in her face. “Shut up, slave!” I shouted. Meanwhile, Andy had gotten the big *********** and some lube from the shelf. He stretched her ass cheeks till her hole started gaping and I poured lube in it. When it was full, I also put lube on the dildo and then Andy slowly started to insert it. It took a while till the big head was in. With a slipping sound, it went in and her sphincter surrounded the shaft of the toy. Andy sat down, put the base of the dildo on his belly, grabbed her hips and slowly moved his body forward. Like a snake entering a hole, the dildo entered my sisters’ body. I sat next to her, one hand stroking her hair, the other gently rubbing the belly. When the head of the dildo was finally tangible, big tears ran down her cheeks and saliva dripping out of the open mouth. But still no sound from her. The dildo moved forward, bulging her belly. Her body started shaking. I knew exactly what she was going through, the pain rushing through the body. And just like me, she seemed to enjoy it. The tip of the dildo reached the diaphragm. Cindy was sweating, fluids coming from all parts of her body. From her eyes, nose, mouth and vagina. Andy released the pressure and pulled the dildo back a bit. Then further in. And back. And in. With one hand holding the dildo and the other hand holding her hip, he fucked her with the dildo, her belly bulging every time. I rubbed her vagina and when she came, Andy pulled out the dildo at once. A fountain of squirt splashed down. But most importantly, the immense pressure in her body pushed out her colon. I looked at that big, red rose being pressed out of her body. When the tension left her body, the prolapse vanished and gargling sound came out of her gaping hole. Andy got the 7 cm plug from the shelf. It fitted in perfectly. Then he took the whip and gave it to me. I knew that he was going to whip as hard as he could, so I hold myself back. He put a gag in Cindy’s mouth, while I hit her ass cheeks with my whip. After 50 whips, I gave it to Andy. His first hit sent red dots flying around the room. He hit her from left and right, alternating after each hit. When he was done, we were both covered with red stains. Cindy’s body was shaking, her legs completely red and a pool of blood under her. Like she did to me, I smeared the blood all over her body. Andy removed the gag and she licked my fingers. She hadn’t made a single sound. We left her there for the night. Andy switched on the regular sound and flash for her to stay awake all night.
We took a long shower and had sex twice along the way. During the night, we had sex at least ten times. I was horny and so was Andy. The thought of my sister being tortured in the basement excited me. We slept till afternoon and after a late breakfast, we payed Cindy a visit. The loud sounds weren’t audible upstairs, but by her looks, I knew that they had done her work. I prepared a cup of pee, like she did for me and when she asked me politely, I gave it so her. She drank it with one sip and demanded more, but Andy shook his head. We had already put up a plan what to do with her today. The blood on her leg an on the floor was already dry, but there was still some dripping put of the wounds. She won’t be able to sit for a long time, I thought so myself. But on the other hand, that’s what we were there for. To practice. It was my turn to start that day. Andy lubed both my hands and I started fisting her. Her hole was stretched thanks to the plug, so my hand slid in like it was nothing. Deeper and deeper it went in, till my whole forearm was inside her. I slowly moved my hand from side to side, feeling the inside of her abdominal wall. Then I pulled my arm back out, till I reached the thinnest part right after the wrist. My second hand slid along my arm and bit by bit, my second hand entered her rectum. One final push and it was in. I fisted my sister till my hands and arms were already dry. When I pulled my hands out together, it left her hole gaping wide. It looked like I could see to the centre of her body. “Push your prolapse out,” I demanded. She tried, but she only produced farting sounds. “Her colon is not loosened enough,” Andy said. I knew what was coming next. Because I had received the same treatment. Only I was four years older at that time. But we were certain that it was for her good and we knew she wanted it. Andy kneed behind her and lubed his hand. With the other hand, he grabbed her hip to keep her in position. One finger after the other, he entered her hole. When all five were in, he started pushing. The sphincter slowly opened and gave way. With one final and loud smack, the hand slid in. Cindy’s body was shaking and again fluids left her body from all openings. His hand was so big, it almost filled her whole belly. It looked almost like she was pregnant. Andy turned his hand around and then pulled it out. More farting sounds came from her gaping hole. I poured lube into it and over Andy’s hand. Then he went back in. This time, it was easier. He did it a couple times more and it became easier every time. During the next time he was in, he clenched his fist. Again, her body started to shake. I remembered my first time. The pain that rushed through my body. And yet it was nothing compared to what was coming next. A ripping sphincter is the most intense pain you can think of. With his hand still a fist, he slowly pulled his hand out. Her body started to shake even more and the farther the fist pulled the sphincter out, the more her body shook. Then suddenly she it was quiet. I looked into her eyes. She was u*********s. Maybe it was for her best. When the fist finally came out, it was covered in blood and red trickles ran down her legs, forming a second red layer on her skin. I lubed her asshole and his hand again and he started over. Cindy was still u*********s while her ass hole was being loosened. After we were finished, we let her u*********s and turned the sound and flash back on. According to her, she gained consciousness when we left the room.
After a short breakfast the next morning, we went back down to see how Cindy was doing. She looked miserable. I gave her two cups of pee to drink and Andy stunned her with ******phyll again. He carried her up into the garden and hang her from the branch like me three days before. We put on our boxing gloves and when Cindy was back conscious, we used her as a punching bag. This was quite fun and after about 30 minutes, I was exhausted and Andy finished her with a last knock to the head. He carried her back inside and lay her in our bathtub. We washed her and made sure her wounds were clean. Andy applied ointment on her wounds and I wrapped it with a bandage. Then we dressed her and put her into bed. She was still asleep when we went to bed later that day. The next morning, she was still sleeping, but when Andy and I had sex next to her, she woke up. Without saying anything, she gave both of us a kiss. Then she snuggled against us and whispered “My sphincter is broken, right?” “Yes,” I replied. “Thank you, mummy. Thank you, daddy.” Then she fell asleep again. I was so proud of her.
In the afternoon, we exercised and even my body was still aching, I went through with it. After the workout, Cindy was sitting next me on the bench. We heard Andy coming from behind, but it was too fast for us. He put a cloth in Cindy’s face and she was u*********s immediately. I could smell the ******phyll and smiled at Andy. He carried her down into the basement and fixed her body like he had done to me a couple of days before. We left her there until we had finished dinner. When we came back, she was conscious. Andy kneed behind her, spit on her asshole and then his big penis slowly entered her colon. He dry-fucked her for more than 10 minutes, tears running down her face, but not a single tone escaped her mouth. I sat beside her and stroked her hair. After Andy came in her, they were both breathing heavily. “Is that all you got?” Cindy asked. I grabbed her hair and spit in her face. “Shut up, slave!” I shouted. Meanwhile, Andy had gotten the big *********** and some lube from the shelf. He stretched her ass cheeks till her hole started gaping and I poured lube in it. When it was full, I also put lube on the dildo and then Andy slowly started to insert it. It took a while till the big head was in. With a slipping sound, it went in and her sphincter surrounded the shaft of the toy. Andy sat down, put the base of the dildo on his belly, grabbed her hips and slowly moved his body forward. Like a snake entering a hole, the dildo entered my sisters’ body. I sat next to her, one hand stroking her hair, the other gently rubbing the belly. When the head of the dildo was finally tangible, big tears ran down her cheeks and saliva dripping out of the open mouth. But still no sound from her. The dildo moved forward, bulging her belly. Her body started shaking. I knew exactly what she was going through, the pain rushing through the body. And just like me, she seemed to enjoy it. The tip of the dildo reached the diaphragm. Cindy was sweating, fluids coming from all parts of her body. From her eyes, nose, mouth and vagina. Andy released the pressure and pulled the dildo back a bit. Then further in. And back. And in. With one hand holding the dildo and the other hand holding her hip, he fucked her with the dildo, her belly bulging every time. I rubbed her vagina and when she came, Andy pulled out the dildo at once. A fountain of squirt splashed down. But most importantly, the immense pressure in her body pushed out her colon. I looked at that big, red rose being pressed out of her body. When the tension left her body, the prolapse vanished and gargling sound came out of her gaping hole. Andy got the 7 cm plug from the shelf. It fitted in perfectly. Then he took the whip and gave it to me. I knew that he was going to whip as hard as he could, so I hold myself back. He put a gag in Cindy’s mouth, while I hit her ass cheeks with my whip. After 50 whips, I gave it to Andy. His first hit sent red dots flying around the room. He hit her from left and right, alternating after each hit. When he was done, we were both covered with red stains. Cindy’s body was shaking, her legs completely red and a pool of blood under her. Like she did to me, I smeared the blood all over her body. Andy removed the gag and she licked my fingers. She hadn’t made a single sound. We left her there for the night. Andy switched on the regular sound and flash for her to stay awake all night.
We took a long shower and had sex twice along the way. During the night, we had sex at least ten times. I was horny and so was Andy. The thought of my sister being tortured in the basement excited me. We slept till afternoon and after a late breakfast, we payed Cindy a visit. The loud sounds weren’t audible upstairs, but by her looks, I knew that they had done her work. I prepared a cup of pee, like she did for me and when she asked me politely, I gave it so her. She drank it with one sip and demanded more, but Andy shook his head. We had already put up a plan what to do with her today. The blood on her leg an on the floor was already dry, but there was still some dripping put of the wounds. She won’t be able to sit for a long time, I thought so myself. But on the other hand, that’s what we were there for. To practice. It was my turn to start that day. Andy lubed both my hands and I started fisting her. Her hole was stretched thanks to the plug, so my hand slid in like it was nothing. Deeper and deeper it went in, till my whole forearm was inside her. I slowly moved my hand from side to side, feeling the inside of her abdominal wall. Then I pulled my arm back out, till I reached the thinnest part right after the wrist. My second hand slid along my arm and bit by bit, my second hand entered her rectum. One final push and it was in. I fisted my sister till my hands and arms were already dry. When I pulled my hands out together, it left her hole gaping wide. It looked like I could see to the centre of her body. “Push your prolapse out,” I demanded. She tried, but she only produced farting sounds. “Her colon is not loosened enough,” Andy said. I knew what was coming next. Because I had received the same treatment. Only I was four years older at that time. But we were certain that it was for her good and we knew she wanted it. Andy kneed behind her and lubed his hand. With the other hand, he grabbed her hip to keep her in position. One finger after the other, he entered her hole. When all five were in, he started pushing. The sphincter slowly opened and gave way. With one final and loud smack, the hand slid in. Cindy’s body was shaking and again fluids left her body from all openings. His hand was so big, it almost filled her whole belly. It looked almost like she was pregnant. Andy turned his hand around and then pulled it out. More farting sounds came from her gaping hole. I poured lube into it and over Andy’s hand. Then he went back in. This time, it was easier. He did it a couple times more and it became easier every time. During the next time he was in, he clenched his fist. Again, her body started to shake. I remembered my first time. The pain that rushed through my body. And yet it was nothing compared to what was coming next. A ripping sphincter is the most intense pain you can think of. With his hand still a fist, he slowly pulled his hand out. Her body started to shake even more and the farther the fist pulled the sphincter out, the more her body shook. Then suddenly she it was quiet. I looked into her eyes. She was u*********s. Maybe it was for her best. When the fist finally came out, it was covered in blood and red trickles ran down her legs, forming a second red layer on her skin. I lubed her asshole and his hand again and he started over. Cindy was still u*********s while her ass hole was being loosened. After we were finished, we let her u*********s and turned the sound and flash back on. According to her, she gained consciousness when we left the room.
After a short breakfast the next morning, we went back down to see how Cindy was doing. She looked miserable. I gave her two cups of pee to drink and Andy stunned her with ******phyll again. He carried her up into the garden and hang her from the branch like me three days before. We put on our boxing gloves and when Cindy was back conscious, we used her as a punching bag. This was quite fun and after about 30 minutes, I was exhausted and Andy finished her with a last knock to the head. He carried her back inside and lay her in our bathtub. We washed her and made sure her wounds were clean. Andy applied ointment on her wounds and I wrapped it with a bandage. Then we dressed her and put her into bed. She was still asleep when we went to bed later that day. The next morning, she was still sleeping, but when Andy and I had sex next to her, she woke up. Without saying anything, she gave both of us a kiss. Then she snuggled against us and whispered “My sphincter is broken, right?” “Yes,” I replied. “Thank you, mummy. Thank you, daddy.” Then she fell asleep again. I was so proud of her.
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