extreme rape

RAPING MY SISTER SOPHIE Pt3

by Paul Anton,

(http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/pb3/sophie3.html)

When Sophie came back into the room, she felt a bit better. The thought that a nude photo of her would be online soon scared her, but it didn’t feel as terrible as having her brother’s cum on her tits. Brushing her teeth had helped too. The taste of her brother’s cock made her want to puke, but now it was gone. Her nipples still hurt but the water had helped with that, too. The last two hours seemed like a remote nightmare. She felt slightly more composed, and thought that maybe she could deal with this.

Joe was sitting at the table, looking at the nude photos of their cousin Lena. They were playful, cute, and sexy as hell. Four of them were of Lena in her room, dressing for a night out. In one of them she was completely nude. Her dark pussy hair was trimmed, just as he remembered it from when she’d lost her towel at the beach. The fifth one was of Lena topless in the sand, smiling that pretty Spanish smile of hers. These photos would be on all the major voyeur sites and boards by tonight. When Joe heard his sister enter, he almost regretted having said that he wouldn’t do anything to her until dinner. His cock was raging hard again. But he would stick to his own rules. He wanted her torment to be….. organized.

"Take off the towel."

"Joe, you said if I did this, you wouldn’t do anything to me until-"

"Yes. I won’t. But you should get used to walking around naked. This is going to be one of our rules from now on: you only wear clothes at home if I tell you to. And when you leave the house, you only wear underwear if I let you. Got that?"

"Y…yes, Joe."

Sophie dropped her towel. She was losing confidence again. It was so humiliating to be naked in front of him, and to see her own brother’s hardon in his pants. But at least she was clean. She saw that Joe was holding something up.

"Time to take this up your pussy."

Oh no! She’d forgotten about the pen. Just when the pain was going away….. hadn’t the bedpost been bad enough? Now she’d have to have that thing inside her for the rest of the day. It was going to hurt like hell. But she knew that she didn’t have any choice. She walked to Joe, not looking into his eyes, handed him the camera, and took the pen. It was bright red and quite big. The surface was metallic and cold to the touch.

"Joe…"

"Now."

She had no choice. The feeling of helplessness she had experienced so strongly before came back. She touched the tip of the pen to the opening between her pussy lips. She reached down and spread them with her other hands, feeling extremely exposed and humiliated by the position. It wasn’t easy to push the pen in. Her pussy was dry and tight, and it hurt. It was terrible feeling the cold and unpleasant thing move deeper and deeper into her. It wasn’t as bad as fucking the bedpost, but the thought that she’d have to leave it in there for hours almost made her cry.

"When you’re done, you can put on your panties and pyjamas. No bra. I want dad to see your nipples through the fabric."

It was all in now. Sophie watched the lower bit of the pen disappear into her pussy, watched her lips close around it, and shivered. It was a very unpleasant feeling, though it hurt less than the bedpost. She straightened and looked around for her clothing. It was on the floor, three feet away. She moved towards it and winced at the pain the pen caused inside her pussy as she walked. How was she going to keep this up for two or three hours?

"The pictures are cute. I’ll upload them tonight. Thanks, sis. I’m sure amateur porn fans all over the world will be thankful."

Feeling ashamed about what she’d done and hurting from the pen, Sophie carefully pulled on her panties, trying not to move in a way that would increase the pain. At least the coldness of the pen was going away. Slowly she put on her pyjamas. She had to be extra careful with the top to avoid hurting her abused nipples.

"Good. You look nice. I’m sure dad will love the view. Be sure to sit opposite him at the table, or I will punish you."

"Joe, please don’t get dad into this. This is between you and me. I’m… I’m yours. But don’t bring him into it. He’s our father!"

"Sophie. Don’t talk back to me."

"I’m serious Joe, you can do anything you want to me, God knows you’ve already done a lot, you’ve made me suck your cock and fuck the bedpost and I’ve got a fucking pen inside my PUSSY, because YOU MADE ME, but PLEASE don’t bring him into it!"

Joe was amused and excited. It was fun to see his sister break like this. But he couldn’t have her raise her voice to him, or talk back to him.

"Hold up your top, sis."

"You’re not listening Joe, I’m SERIOUS about this-"

"Expose your tits. Now."

"Joe, you’ve played with my tits, you’ve HURT me, and you can do more, you know you can, but PLEASE-"

Just as Sophie was pulling together all her courage to explain to Joe that there had to be limits, he grabbed her head by the hair and painfully dragged her close to him.

"Listen to me, you little slut. You do what I tell you to do. If I say you suck dad’s cock, you suck his cock until he cums in your pretty little mouth. If I say you kiss his asshole, you kiss his asshole. GOT THAT? Open your mouth."

"But Joe, you said you wouldn’t-"

"You talked back to me. Now you have to be punished. That’s how it goes, sis. Open your mouth."

The pain of being dragged by the hair had receded, but the pen in her pussy was hurting and the awkward position wasn’t helping. Scared, she hesitantly did as her brother commanded. He pushed her head further down and opened his own mouth. At first she thought he was going to kiss her, but then he stuck out his tongue and she saw his spit slowly run down it towards her mouth. She tried to move away, but he held her by the hair. The disgusting substance dropped into her mouth and she felt it on her tongue.

"Swallow it."

Sophie did as she was told. She felt disgusted.

"Now hold up your top and show me your tits."

She complied. The room was cold and her nipples hardened. Was he going to bite her again? Would he cum on her tits again and make her go downstairs like that? No, he couldn’t have even more cum inside of him……. suddenly her brother slapped her right tit so hard that she had to bite down a scream. Tears came to her eyes. She hunched over, holding her reddening breast.

"Up. I’ll slap each tit four times. And you better not scream."

Sophie was trembling. The pain had been sudden and intense. It felt as if her tit was on fire. Now he slapped her again, twice in a row on the same breast. A loud moan escaped her after the second blow and she tried to cover her tit with her hands.

"Take your hands away from there. And for being loud, you will get an additional punishment."

Trembling even more, she uncovered her right breast. She couldn’t stand this. It burned! When he slapped her again, she bit down hard on her lip and fought not to scream. It was almost impossible not to pull away to avoid the pain, but if she did her punishment would be even worse. Four slaps to her left breast followed, each more painful than the previous. She was openly crying now, and hoping that their parents were both still on the ground floor.

"Good girl. Now go to the window. No, don’t pull down your top. Go the way you are, and press your naked tits against the glass."

Sophie was in too much shock to protest, even though she felt extremely humiliated. She quickly obeyed her brother’s command and pressed her breasts again the icy cold window. It was starting to snow outside. The cold glass felt unpleasant on her nipples, but it eased the pain. She hoped that no one was watching from outside. Then she saw something that made her cheeks flush and almost made her jump away from the window.

"Joe! Joe, he can see me! The old man is at his window and he’s looking right at me! Oh God! Please, Joe-"

"Good."

"Please let me go away from the window! I’ll do anything. I’ll suck your cock again! For an hour! I’ll fuck the bedpost! Anything!"

"Stay there until mom calls us. Oh and rub your tits against the window."

The old man was staring at her and touching his crotch. She saw him unzip his trousers as, crying, she started rubbing her sore tits against the cold window. He pulled the curtain aside completely so she could see his erection as he started playing with it. She felt Joe come close to her. His hand slid into her pyjama pants and grabbed her panties. Then he pulled them up from behind, hard, so that the fabric dug into her pussy. A yelp escaped her lips. The disgusting old man grinned and waved. Joe waved back.

"Sophie? Joe? Supper’s ready!"

Joe let go of Sophie’s underwear and let her get away from the window. He waved to the old man again, signalling "another time" and watched as his sister pulled her top down and wiped away her tears.

"Let’s go. I’m starving."

Sophie had to fight not to wince with every step, and not to start crying. As they walked down the stairs, she thought how unbelievable all this was. She had a pen inside her pussy. Her entire body had been abused by her brother. And now she’d sit down for supper as if nothing was going on and her parents wouldn’t even notice her pain. She wanted to tell them. She needed help. She would give anything to get out of this. But there was no way. The pen hurt as she walked, and so did her breasts as they rubbed against her pyjamas.

"Hi Joe. Hi Sophie."

It was their dad. A man in his early fifties, with a bald head but a good body. Sophie saw him through new eyes today. Was he looking at her breasts? Was that the shape of his pants or was his cock hard? No, no, no. No way. Against her will, a terrible thought entered her head. How big was his cock? Would it hurt more than Joe’s or less? Would the taste be the same? She hated herself for having such thoughts about her own dad, and tried to think about the food instead. They sat down at the table, she opposite dad, and mom served. Joe was talking to dad about some school-related project. Sophie tried to concentrate but the constant feeling of a hard object inside her made it difficult. They started eating. She made some light conversation with her mother, but had trouble talking to her dad. She kept watching his eyes, wondering whether he was staring at her nipples or at his food.

"So what are you guys doing tonight? We know we’re only here for one night, but we’re not really up to doing anything more than watching TV in the bedroom until we fall asleep."

Mom kept on talking about how tiring the journey had been, and about how they would have to leave again around noon tomorrow, but Sophie just stared at her plate and tried to ignore the pain until Joe answered.

"Sophie and I are going to watch a film. Or maybe some old cartoons I found online. Right? Sophie?"

"…oh, right. Sorry Joe, I was….. distracted. Yeah, we can watch cartoons."

Their mother smiled.

"It’s so nice to see you get along again. It was a little difficult when you were constantly fighting."

Dad laughed.

"I wonder if we can get used to the quiet?"

"Oh I’m sure we can. Just let me get this stuff into the dishwasher…"

Did dad just flick another glance at her tits? No, it was impossible. This was her father! She hated Joe for having made her so paranoid she couldn’t even trust her father anymore.

"You guys can go watch your film if you want to now. Don’t mind us."

"OK, great. Come on, Sophie."

Sophie got up carefully, trying to avoid more pain in her pussy. She began to slowly walk up the stairs. When their parents were out of sight, Joe squeezed her butt.

"Well done, slut. I think dad loved your tits. Does your cunt hurt?"

"Y…yes."

"Good. Now let’s go to my room and watch some funny clips off the internet."

"S…seriously?"

"Of course!"

Joe’s room was covered in geeky posters. Manuals littered the floor. Joe got a second chair and placed it next to his in front of the PC, which was permanently on.

"Sit down. Good. Now put your hand in your panties. Push your fingers into your pussy and grab hold of the pen. Good. Now start pushing it in and out. Fuck yourself with it. Good. Hurts? Better. Keep on doing that. But watch."

Joe opened a password-protected folder on his hard drive. It contained a large number of video files. He selected a few of them and hit return.

"I want you to enjoy these, sis."

The first video showed a young redheaded girl. She must be around thirteen, Sophie thought. At first only her face was visible, and it was obvious that she was crying. Then the camera zoomed out, and to Sophie’s surprise, the girl was completely naked. Her tits were flat and her pubic hair was only starting to grow. Voices from off-camera shouted at the girl.

"Do it! Do it now, slut!"

The camera moved shakily and a horse was revelaed next to the girl. It had a massive erection. Sophie could not believe her eyes. This must be absolutely illegal! The girl in the video turned towards the horse and Sophie saw that her butt was bright red as if she had been caned.

"Suck it, slut! Take that horsecock in your mouth!"

"Sophie? Don’t forget the pen."

In her shock, she had forgotten to fuck herself with the pen. She immediately started pushing the pen in and out again, wincing, but absorbed by the horror of the video. The girl was sobbing as she kneeled down in front of the horse. She hesitated for a long time as the men screamed abuse at her and threatened to cane her pussy. Then she slowly opened her mouth and took in the horse’s cock. It was far too large for her to really suck, so she had to help with her hand. The camera moved in closer so that only the girl’s face with the horsecock in it were visibly. Tears were flowing out of her reddened eyes as she sucked on the disgusting thing. After several minutes of this horror, the girl’s mouth suddenly overflowed with horsecum. The men yelled at her to swallow it, but it was too much. It ran down her chin and onto her undeveloped breasts and tiny thighs. The horse came again, covering a lot of her face with cum. The camera pulled away as the girl collapsed sobbing to the ground. Sophie had almost forgotten the pain in her pussy. She felt terribly sorry for the girl. She knew how it felt to be abused.

"There’s another video of the same girl being raped by a boy about her age. It’s fun, but I think I lost it when I upgraded my PC last year. I like how she cries with the horsecum on her face. I just wish they fucked her harder."

The video continued for another thirty seconds, showing the young girl lying on the ground and sobbing. Then another video popped up. This one was much shorter, and showed a girl or young woman fucking a bedpost. She was obviously quite aroused. Sophie felt an odd hatred for her because she reminded her of her own pain. Maybe that slut had given Joe the idea. The girl fucked the bedpost for two or three minutes, then got off and took it into her mouth. She sucked on it for another minute or so, looking at the camera, and then the video was over. How many times had Joe watched that video, Sophie wondered. Had it given him the idea of making her do the same thing? Had he thought of her as he jerked off to it? Had he smeared his cum into one of her bras after cumming? At least he hadn’t forced her to lick off her own juices yet.

She didn’t want to have these thoughts. She didn’t want to see these videos. She felt ill. The pen was rubbing her raw pussy, becoming more and more painful. She wished her pussy was wet and immediately hated herself for the thought.

"I really like this one, sis. That girl is a total slut. It would be fun trying to break her."

With a loud slurping sound, the girl in the video sucked the last of her juices off the bedpost. She smiled at the camera, which was shaking slightly as someone obviously jerked off, blew a kiss, and said something in French.

The third video featured a girl with red hair that, Sophie thought immediately, look a little bit like herself. It was obvious why Joe had chosen this. The girl was being fucked in the mouth so hard that almost as soon as the video began, she had to puke onto the floor. She was crying, but not fighting back. The man grabbed her by the hair and pushed his cock back into her mouth, all the way in. She made loud gagging sounds, but he didn’t seem to mind. Every now and then he would spit her in the face, or shut her nose so that she gagged even more. The video made Sophie feel sick in her stomach. This was the same kind of thing her brother had done to her. She kept imagining herself in that position, trying to deny that it was real, that she had sucked her own brother’s cock and swallowed his cum. But it was hopeless. She could remember it too well, the revolting salty taste in her mouth, the feeling of being choked, the vomit swelling up in the back of her throat as his balls touched her chin. She cried.

"This one makes me think of you, sis. I always jerked off to it into your pink panties. These ones here in the drawer."

Joe pulled out the panties she’d been looking for for weeks now. White stains all over them.

"You’ll wear these to school on Monday. Now watch."

After making her puke another time, the man held the girl’s face into a toilet and flushed. The video stopped. Sophie felt miserable and humiliated. Her own face must have looked just like the girl’s when Joe had raped her, covered in cum and tears. She felt as if all the cum inside her that Joe had forced her to drink would come out again. She tried not to vomit as more and more tears ran down her face.

"I’m glad you’re crying, sis, but if you stop fucking yourself again I’ll have to punish you."

Sophie tried to stammer an apology and resumed her forced self-abuse. Her pussy was still dry.

"Good. Here’s the next one."

The next video featured a young Asian woman in some kind of warehouse. She held a large glass in front of her that was filled with semen. Sophie had never seen so much cum. The girl raised the glass to her lips and began to drink.

"I love the sounds she makes. You can tell she’s ready to puke. And here, look, when she spits out the cum again… I love how she cries. And she just has to go on and on until she’s gulped it all down. Then they dump her into the street."

It was disgusting. The girl sobbed and sobbed as she tried to swallow all of the semen, but every now and then she just had to spit it back into the glass. She tried taking deep breaths between gulps, but it became increasingly difficult for her to drink more without retching. Sophie pushed the pen in and out of her pussy, trying not to hurt herself. There was a bump on the top part, the one she pushed in, and she tried to avoid rubbing it against the most sensitive places.

Finally the girl in the video had managed to drink all the cum. Rough men appeared in the frame, grabbed her by the arms. They opened a large metal door and dumped her onto a street, naked and covered in sperm. People outside stared, then the men slammed the door shut.

"Just two more for tonight."

Sophie felt relieved, trying not think about what would happen later tonight. She couldn’t stand seeing this. A new video popped up. This one had a small label in the upper left corner identifying it as belonging to a voyeur site. At first it only appeared to be a white square. Then the curtains moved in the wind, and Sophie realized that the square was a window at night. A girl stepped in the image, topless. Sophie’s breath caught. This couldn’t be true. No no no no no. She looked at the title of the file, and it said sophie_slut.mpg. It was herself. She recognized the curtains now. The film had obviously been taken from the street, or the edge of the garden. It showed her undressing completely and then putting on her pyjamas. Even her pussy was visible in some images.

"Joe… Joe, no… this is…"

"This has been online for a couple of months now. Got very positive ratings. Lots of comments too. They liked your tits best, but a lot of guys said their favorite moment was when your pussy shows."

"No, you can’t…"

She looked down and began to sob. The next video began, showing a young white woman being raped by a group of men. Sophie hid her face in her hands and cried.

"Sophie."

She couldn’t watch anymore. It was too much. She felt so humiliated. Everyone had seen her undress. The video even had her name in it. And now the muffled screams of the girl in the video being forced… she couldn’t take it.

"Sophie!"

She sobbed into her hands, tears flowing down her arms.

"Sophie, you’ve stopped fucking yourself."

The thought of being punished even more snapped her out of her daze. She lowered her hands and tried to apologize.

"I’m… I’m sorry, Joe. I can’t… you’ve… please don’t punish me."

"It’s too late for that, sis."

She burst into tears again.

"You can choose how I will punish you. Option A: the bedpost near the window. Ten minutes. No matter who shows up to watch. Option B: I need a new wallpaper for my PC. This one’s gotten old."

He closed the folder with the videos to show that his desktop’s background was a photo of a naked girl at the beach, staring angrily at the camera.

"Took that myself, in Spain last year. She was really pissed off. I told her she’d be online soon."

Joe smiled at the positive memory. The girl had really been angry, but he’d just walked off, leaving her with the certainty that thousands the world over would soon see her naked body. His sister was still crying, her gaze fixed on the bedpost by the window. He reached out and grabbed her by her left tit, squeezing it hard through her pyjamas. She winced.

"Sophie? It’s time to decide."

Sophie’s mind was racing. She didn’t want to fuck the bedpost again. Her pussy still hurt from the pen, and the neighbor might see her again.

"What would… what would option B be?"

"You. Naked. Right here."

The choice seemed obvious. She’d rather strip for five minutes and let Joe take a photo than humiliate herself on the bedpost again. Besides, Joe already had the photo from the bathroom, and the video of her undressing. What would one more picture be?

Sophie felt guilty for a moment. How could she think like this? Exposing herself to her brother and letting him take nude photos of her was no small deal. No matter what had happened, this was wrong. She should be fighting back, not weighing options like some slut. But she knew that Joe would not only ruin her life if she fought back, he would also hurt her in ways she didn’t want to imagine.

"I’ll do it. Option B."

"Good. Very good, sis. You’re becoming a proper little slut."

Sophie felt dirty.

"I just gave you a compliment, sis. What do you say?"

"Joe…"

"I said, you’re becoming a proper little slut."

"Th…"

She took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Joe. Do you… do you want to take the photo now?"

"I do. Take your clothes off."

Glancing at the door and praying that her mother wouldn’t walk in, Sophie stripped. Even after all that had happened, she was still terribly ashamed of being nude in front of her brother, and she felt her face turning red. She dropped her clothes onto his bed.

"Good. Now lie down on the bed and spread your legs."

Humiliated, she did as her brother commanded. She felt exposed. Joe rummaged around in a drawer under his desk and came out with a digital camera.

"Spread your pussy lips with your right hand."

Sophie closed her eyes and did it. She heard the camera turn on.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

She had to fight with herself to do it, but she opened her eyes and looked at her brother, who was smiling and pointing the camera at her. She could see the erection in his pants.

"If you thought today was bad, Sophie, you have no idea how bad it’s still going to get."

Tears welled up in her eyes again at the threat, and Joe took a photo. He smiled, having perfectly captured her fear and pain.

"You can get dressed now. Time to go to bed."

Sophie hastily put her pyjamas back on as Joe plugged his USB cable into his PC and transferred his new wallpaper onto his hard drive. He was done by the time she was dressed. Behind the twenty or so icons on his desktop there now was a photo of her, naked and miserable and spreading her pussy lips. In a way it was even more humiliating than just lying there.

"You can go to your room now, Sophie. Try to get some sleep. I’ll see you in a few hours to rape your butt."

She slowly walked back to her room, slightly bending her knees to avoid more pain in her sore pussy. She didn’t even bother to turn on the light as she fell into bed. She covered herself in blankets and hugged herself as the images of what had happened today played over and over in her mind. She felt dirty and humiliated beyond what she could take. Soon the exhaustion of being raped all day by her own brother caught up with her.

She fell asleep crying.