extreme rape

RAPING MY SISTER SOPHIE. PART TWO

BY PAUL ANTON

Sophie was kneeling on the carpet next to her bed and sucking her little brother’s cock. She was wearing her pyjama bottoms, but was topless. Tears were running down her face. It wasn’t just the humiliation. It wasn’t just the horrible taste of dirty cock and sperm that was flooding her mouth and nose. It wasn’t how much her tits hurt from when her brother had bitten them. It wasn’t even that she had puked in the toilet from all the cum and felt like puking again as she was forced to deepthroat Joe’s penis. What made it so bad was that her parents were going to arrive any minute now, and Joe wasn’t letting her stop until he came again. She’d already swallowed his cum twice. In the living room and in her own room, right before she had to run and vomit. How much semen could there be in her brother’s balls? If he always came this much, the next year… no, she did not want to think about how this would continue. She was too afraid of what he would do to her.

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"I think I hear something, sis. You better hurry up. Take it deeper. Deeper, you little slut. I don’t care if it hurts."

She heard it too now. Voices outside. The noise of her throat being fucked was too loud to make out who it was, but it could be their parents! She gagged as Joe pushed her down hard. She could feel his cock pushing against the deep parts of her throat, his dirty slime inside her. She heard the front door open. Oh no! Her parents were home! She made protesting noises even as her brother continued abusing her.

"No, Sophie. I’m going to fuck your throat until I come. If mom and dad come in and you’re still sucking… I don’t care. I’ll keep on fucking you until you swallow my cum."

She began to cry harder as she furiously deepthroated her brother’s penis. It was painful and she had to fight not to puke. She opened her mouth as wide as possible and pushed her head down as much as she could, gagging painfully. Up and down and up and down and… suddenly she couldn’t lift her head anymore. Joe was pushing her down. Her lower lip touched the upper part of his balls, but he didn’t let her go. He wasn’t fucking her now. The only movement was her desperate trying to get away from the pain. Still he held her down.

"Joe? Sophie? We’re home!"

She heard her mother walking up the stairs, calling her name. She was going to walk in and see her like this! She wanted to make noises, to beg Joe to let her go, but he had heard it too and he was still pushing her down. Suddenly he pinched her nose shut again, like he had done in the living room. She couldn’t breathe. Her mouth was filled with his cock. Please Joe, please don’t make mom see me like this! Please! But she couldn’t talk. She heard the door to Joe’s room open. Her mom would be here in a minute!

"We’re here, mom! In Sophie’s room."

She thought she was going to faint when he let go of her nose and came right into her mouth. Just as much as before. She gagged and swallowed, feeling dirty inside and out, and then he came again. This time he pulled out and came on her exposed tits.

"Put on your pyjama top now."

She heard her mother coming and quickly ripped the top out of Joe’s hand and put it on. She hesitated for a moment when she saw that her tits were covered in cum and looked for something to wipe the disgusting liquid off with.

"Leave it right there. You can wipe it off your face but not your tits. Wipe it off your face with your hands and put it in your mouth."

Desperate to get clean, she did as her brother said. She had already swallowed so much of it, but it was still disgusting. As she licked the last bit off her fingers and pulled down her pyjama top, the door opened and her mother entered.

"Hi mom! How are you doing? How was the trip?"

"Fine. Surprised to see you both in one room. What are you doing?"

"Oh, we were just talking. Right, Sophie?"

"Y…yes."

"What were you talking about?"

"School."

Joe watched his sister as she struggled to stay calm. She’d wiped away her tears as well as the cum, but her eyes were still red. He could see a very small stain on her top. He doubted their mother would notice. Sophie was leaning forward a bit so that the cum wouldn’t touch her clothes, but it was futile. Oh, sis, if you only knew what else you’re going to have to do… this would seem like nothing.

"Okay then guys, your dad is watching the news, I’m going to cook. Be ready for supper in half an hour. And open a window, it’s smelly in here."

Sophie felt the cum dripping down her tits inside her clothes. She had almost burst out crying when her mother had entered. She felt so humiliated she could puke all over. What else was Joe going to do to her? She didn’t think she could take much more, but what choice did she have? It was hard to accept. She was a slave to her little brother. And he was raping her.

"Sophie."


"Y-yes, Joe?"

"Take off your pants."

"What? No, please, Joe…"

"Take off your pants or I will punish you."

Sophie trembled. Was he going to fuck her? He had already said that he would fuck her butt tonight, but at least then her parents would be asleep and maybe she could keep herself from screaming. But if he fucked her now…

"Joe, please, don’t do this. What if dad walks in?"

"Then he’ll see your pussy."

The way Joe didn’t seem to care shocked her.

"But Joe, if he…"

"If he sees your pussy, you know what’ll happen? He’ll get a hardon. And maybe, if I show him a few pictures, you’ll have to suck his dick, too. Would you like that, Sophie? Dad’s cum in your mouth?"

Joe smiled as his sister began to cry.

"Now take off your pants."

He watched as his sister undressed. He was sorely tempted to throw her onto the bed, rip off her panties and fuck her cute little cunt. But that would be too easy. He wanted her to feel the pain and humiliation slowly, to extend her suffering. Just fucking her now would take away the slow torment he had planned for her. He would fuck her butt tonight. That would be a nice lesson for her that he owned her. Sophie had taken off her pyjama pants now, and was standing with her hands covering her bright red pubic hair.

"Take your hands away from there, sis."

"Joe, please, if dad-"

"Take them off NOW or I will make you drink my piss."

Each new threat shocked Sophie anew. She immediately took her hands away from her pubic hair. She trembled at the thought that her dad might walk in, but drinking Joe’s pee seemed even more horrifying.

"And now, sis, you have a choice."

"A… a choice?"

"Yes. We have half an hour until dinner’s done. You can choose how we will spend that time."

"I don’t understand."

"I will give you two options, sis. Option A: You take a shower. You take off the rest of your clothes, wrap a towel around you, and go to the bathroom. You’ll be able to clean yourself, get the cum off your tits and even brush your teeth. This will be your last chance until tomorrow night, and tomorrow I’ll be coming along. So, on the plus side, you won’t have cum on your tits when we go downstairs and you’ll feel much cleaner. To get that, this is what you have to do: you’ll have to go the bathroom and back wearing only a towel, having one tit out and a bit of pussy showing. So if dad sees you he might get some ideas. You can pretend it was an accident if you want to. You’ll also have to take along the digital camera and take a nude picture of yourself. I will upload that photo to the internet tonight so horny people all over the world can jerk off over you. And once you’re back, you’ll have to take this pen here up your pussy and keep it there until tonight. Yes, it will hurt, and yes you’ll have to have it in your pussy when we eat with mom and dad. But you won’t have anything dirty on your body. I promise you won’t get my dick on or in you until I rape your butt tonight."

Sophie was shaking slightly. This was all too terrible. How could she make a choice to humiliate herself online and to have a pen pushed inside her pussy by her own brother? She wanted to be clean, she hated the smell of cum on her face and the feeling of it dripping down her tits, but - how could she do this? Why was he torturing her like this? She prayed that the second option would be less terrible, that somehow she could spend the rest of the evening without pain, until tonight…

"Option B: The bedpost."

Sophie’s heart almost stopped.

"Yes, sis. Exactly that. That’s why I had you take off your pants. Either you’re going to the bathroom completely nude, or you’re staying the way you are and fuck the bedpost."

"But Joe… it’s… it’s so big, and what if…"

"We’ve already talked about this, Sophie. If dad walks him, you’ll probably have to do him too. If mom walks in… you can tell her you’re just having some fun."

Sophie stared at her bed. The posts were at least two inches wide, three at the bulge.

"You’re going to have to take the bedpost as deep as you can. Less than ten inches is not acceptable. And then, up and down and up and down, for twenty minutes. I’ll give you five minutes to calm down before dinner. You can keep your top on, and I won’t do anything except watch you. You’ll still have cum on your tits when we go eat, but you won’t have a pen in your pussy and you are less likely to be seen nude by dad."

Her mind was racing. What would be worse? She did not want to take the bedpost into her pussy. It was humiliating and it would also hurt because she was dry. She wanted to be clean but she didn’t want her photo on the internet and she didn’t want to have to walk down the hallway with her tit and pussy showing. What was she going to do?

"I’m going to give you two minutes to decide, starting now."

Either way she’d get something stuffed into her pussy. The pen was much smaller, but she’d have to keep it there for… how long? Until Joe came to her room at night. She might be able to take it out inbetween but she couldn’t be sure. It would probably be much more painful than the bedpost after a while. At least fucking the bedpost would be over in twenty minutes. Oh God, what was she going to do!?

"Joe…. I… I can’t do this…"

"If you don’t decide right away, you will go downstairs completely naked and get me a glass. I will fill that glass with my pee and watch you drink it while you fuck the bedpost. And I’ll take photos. That way you’ll get a bit of everything and my pee."

"Oh no! No, please, I’ll… I’ll choose."

She didn’t want to be seen naked. She certainly didn’t want a photo of herself naked online! She wanted to shower, and she was scared that her mouth smelled so much of Joe’s dick that their parents would notice… but she was really scared of walking to the bathroom and being seen. And the idea of having to sit at the table with her parents while having a pen in her pussy was just too humiliating. The smell of the food might make the smell of cum go away.

"I’ll… I’ll do the second one."

"Which one?"

"Option B."

"Say what you will do."

"Joe…"

"Do you want to drink my pee?"

"I’ll fuck the bedpost."

"An excellent choice. You should get used to doing this, since you will fuck the bedpost every single day from now on, for as long as you live in this house."

"Joe!"

"If you complain too much you’ll have to take it in both holes, every day. For now you’ll take turns."

"Oh God, Joe, please… isn’t one time enough?"

"No, sis, it’s not. I want to see the pain in your face every day. The bedpost will be your best friend. Or maybe your second best friend, because your best friend will be my dick. Now fuck it."

Trembling with fear, she approached the bedpost closest to her, the one in the middle of the room. She stoop on her tiptoes and, crying, spread her pussylips to take the wooden knob. She tried not to burst into tears as she felt the cold surface touch her dry pussy. Slowly she let the post enter her pussy, stretching it wide.

"Sorry, sis. Wrong post."

"W-what?"

Sophie looked at her brother, embarrassed by her position and in pain. He was pointing at the bedpost close to the window. Where everyone would be able to see her.

"That one."

"Joe, please, I’m doing as you said, it’s inside me and it hurts-"

"Now."

Slowly she eased herself off the bedpost. It was painful. She walked to the one near the window, hoping that because it would be late there wouldn’t be anyone. Both the neighbor’s garden and the street seemed empty. Taking a deep breath, she spread her pussylips again and began to move herself onto the bedpost. Then suddenly their neighbor, an old man in his sixties, appeared in the garden with his dog. Oh no! She had always hated the way he looked at her, as if he was mentally undressing her… and now he could see her bottomless and with a bedpost up her pussy! She got off the bedpost and almost jumped to the back of the room, but for a moment she saw him looking up at her. Had he seen her? Oh please no, no! It was one thing to be seen on the internet and quite another to be seen by the horrible weird old man nextdoor!

"Sophie, what are you doing? Get back on that bedpost immediately!"


"Joe, no, please! The old man is in his garden, I think maybe he saw me!"

"So? He’s always trying to get a peek of you. Make an old man happy. Fuck the bedpost or I will punish you."

"Joe, please! I’ll do anything. I’ll take a shower! I’ll take the pen! I’ll even do the photo!"

"Not good enough, sis. You’ve already wasted several minutes. And you shouldn’t be able to switch options so easy. Make me an offer."

"An offer?"

"Yes. Tell me what you will do to get off having to fuck the bedpost. You have a minute. And while you’re thinking, fuck the other bedpost."

Sophie did as her brother demanded. She had to think quickly, but the pain in her pussy was making it difficult. What did she have to offer that was less terrible than drinking pee or being seen naked by the old weirdo? She didn’t want to go naked to the bathroom.

"Joe, I…"

"Thirty seconds."

She was crying again now. Joe watched as his sister moved up and down the bedpost, her pussy bright red and obviously hurting. He didn’t mind what she chose. As long as it hurt her.

"I can… I can suck your cock again."

"Not good enough. Twenty seconds."

"I can fuck this bedpost longer. An hour. After dinner. Please Joe!"

"No, not good enough. Get ready to switch bedposts."

"I’ll take a pen up my ass!"

"No."

"I’ll take the bedpost up my ass!"

"No."

"I won’t wear my panties to school for a week!"

"Not enough. Switch. Let’s give the old weirdo a good show."

"I’ll show you Lena’s nude photos!"

Joe smiled. Their Spanish cousin. The girl with the pretty boobs that had always distracted him during their vacations. He’d seen her nude only once, at the beach when her towel slipped, and he’d wanted to fuck her ever since. Or at least humiliate her by putting some photos online.

"There are nude photos of Lena?"

"Y…yes. Not sex photos. Just from fooling around. Four or five topless. One where… where’s completely nude. In Spain last year."

"And you have them?"

"Yes…. I can show them to you. If you let me take a shower and I don’t have to fuck the other bedpost."

"I’ll accept that if you also take the pen up your pussy at school. Just one day. I have other things planned for the rest of the week."

"I… that will hurt a lot…"

"Then fuck the bedpost."

"No! No, I’ll… I’ll do it."

Sophie winced as she got off the bedpost. Her pussy felt raw and painful. She walked over to the cabinet where she kept the folder with the photos she didn’t like or didn’t want people to see, and searched for the nude photos of Lena. She felt guilty for showing these to Joe. She knew he would probably put them online for people to see, and she felt sorry for her cousin. But what could she do? She didn’t want to be humiliated before the weird old man and she didn’t want to expose herself to her own father, or drink her brother’s pee. She found the photos and handed them to Joe.

"Can I go now?"

"Yes. Don’t forget about the towel."

Joe watched her as she took off her top, got out a towel from a closet and wrapped it around herself. She left her right tit exposed completely, and half-covered her pussy so it could only be seen from one side.

"Good work, sis. You’re learning how to be my little slut. Now go. And don’t forget your camera."

Sophie took the camera and hid it under her towel. She accidentally exposed her pussy completely and had to adjust the towel. As she opened the door to the hallway she prayed that no one would be there. Just this once she was lucky. Her dad was watching TV downstairs. She tiptoed to the bathroom, entered and quickly locked the door. She carefully put the towel and the camera aside and sat down in the bathtub. She was still in shock. Her breasts smelled of cum. Her mouth tasted of dick. Her pussy hurt from the bedpost, her nipples from the biting. She stared at the large mirror. She would have to take a photo of herself. She turned on the shower and began to cry.