4 Sisters

After he had dumped his load in Brooke's ass Harry took the two of them down to the basement. He took considerable amusement and pleasure in hanging both of them upside down, their limbs stretched out tautly in four directions, spreadeagled and exposed.

He then put gags and blindfolds on both of them, and rubbed Brooke's pussy a little before going. He had an idea then, and halted, coming back. He wanted to shave their pussies bald, make their little cracks more visible. He thought about going upstairs for shaving cream and a razor, then instead went to his work bench.

He picked up a roll of two inch wide electrical tape and cut off a foot long strip, then laid one end between the cheeks of Brooke's ass, and along her puffy pussy pad and up...or rather, down over her abdomen. He laid two more strips alongside it, pressing very firmly, rubbing his hand up and down the lengths of tape.

He went over to Brandy and did the same, pressing the tape down hard along her pussy pad and abdomen, then he reached down and took the gag out of Brooke's mouth. He stood up and peeled the first couple of inches of tape up her belly then paused, and moved around behind her.

He reached between her splayed thighs and gripped the tape firmly, then, grinning in anticipation, he heaved up and back with all his strength. The tape ripped away from her abdomen and pussy with a loud, tearing sound that was almost instantly drowned out by Brooke's screams of pain.

He peeled the last inch off her butt and moved around in front of the sobbing girl to examine her pussy. There were only a few stray pussy hairs left. He got his pliers and plucked them one by one - slowly, delighting in her cries of pain as he removed any hint of stubble.

He rubbed his hand up and down over her puffy bald pussy with a feeling of intense satisfaction. Nothing revealed what a whore a woman was like a shaved muff, or a ripped muff, as in this case. He peeled her pussy lips open and inspected her pink slit for a moment, then went over to what he considered to be his toy box and drew out a vibrator.

This one wasn't battery powered, but ran off an electrical cord. That meant it was not only more powerful, but would last longer. He shoved it roughly down Brooke's pussy hole, pumping it up and down a few times just for the hell of it, then buried it deep, and laid a strip of tape along the top of her crack to make sure she couldn't somehow use her pussy muscles to expel it.

He plugged it in, then shoved the gag back into the still moaning, whimpering girl's mouth.

He went over to Brandy with a smile. Despite being blind and gagged the girl was looking terribly alarmed. She wasn't deaf, after all, and anyone in the house would have heard Brooke's howls as her pussy hair was ripped out. He peeled the tape upwards a little, then went behind Brandy and tore her pussy hair out too.

This time he didn't remove her gag. Brooke's high pitched screams had practically deafened him. This time too there were screams and sobs, but mercifully well muffled. He shook his head in disgust at how weak and craven sluts were. They had no courage, no pride. Stupid bitches.

He put another piece of tape on her snatch and ripped it up again, then peered down at her mound, searching for stray hairs. He plucked a few, then shoved another vibrator into her snatch. He wished he had enough for their asses, but that would have to wait. He'd pick up more toys today.

He left them and went out.

He went to see his buddy Ron about the movies he wanted to make, and also talked to a guy Ron knew who ran a strip club. He dropped by the docks to tell his boss to shove his job up his ass, and collect his last paycheck, then invited some guys over for some fun that evening.

He went to a bar to celebrate, then went shopping, buying more toys for the girls. He also bought some slutty lingerie, some weird, but hot looking leather outfits, and in one place, honest to God metal shackles with heavy clanking chains.

He got home not long after Taylor. Unlike the past week the girl had practically run home from school, and was sitting anxiously in the living room when he got home. She was supposedly just watching TV, but she was wearing cutoffs she'd outgrown a couple of years earlier and a tight top with no bra.

"So, slut, you come home to be fucked?" he leered.

"Yes, Daddy," she gulped.

"Well don't worry. I've invited a dozen guys over tonight. You're gonna strip and dance for them then wack off with a big old dildo. After that they're gonna fuck your brains out."

Her eyes were wide as he spoke, and she trembled a little in both anxiety and excitement. She fought down the urge to run, for she just couldn't do what he said she would, and yet - last night had been - the most - intense evening of her life. She had never felt more pleasure, had never felt more alive, and more of a woman.

It would be embarrassing, mortifying, to jerk off in front of a big group of men, but she'd done as much the other night, though in that case she was so hot at the time she hadn't cared that much. Now, in the cold light of day the idea terrified her.

She would do it, though, for she would do almost anything for that hot rush of pleasure.

"Come downstairs with me, slut. I got something to show you," he grinned. "Wait, first strip. Those tight pants are cute, but your bare ass is cuter."

He watched her quickly strip to the buff, then fingered her pussy a little and then led her downstairs.

"Don't make a sound," he said before opening the door.

That puzzled her, and worried her too, but she followed him down the stairs to the basement. What she saw there astonished her. The twins were hanging upside down from the ankles, spread-eagled tightly.

She stared at her father, her jaw almost touching her chest as she saw him pull sex toys and other things from a bag. She turned and looked at her sisters, watching their sweating bodies tremble and twitch. She wondered how long they'd hung like that?

She saw the wires leading from an electrical outlet to each girl's snatch, and watched in fascination as her father plugged in a couple of more vibrators, then went over to one of the twins and ripped some tape from her crotch. He pressed the round nose of the vibrator against the girl's ass and shoved it down, working it slowly down into her.

He glanced over at Taylor, then motioned her over and handed her the other vibrator.

"Put this in the other one," he said.

She stared at him in shock, then at the other twin. He glared at her and she moved over to where the girl hung. Her exposed crotch was at about chest height, and as she peeled tape away from her pussy she realized she had no pussy hair at all.

It looked kind of sexy, she thought, and then she looked at the girl's round wrinkled anal opening. She had never had anything to do with girls before, but the twins looked intensely erotic to her, their bodies so helpless and exposed, their big breasts hanging down there like fat pillows.

She pressed the vibrator against the girl's anus, not knowing which girl it was, and slowly worked it down into her body. She felt a charge of sexual elation as the vibrator got deeper and deeper, and justified her pumping motions to herself by thinking that it would help the girl adjust to the toy easier.

"Having fun?" her father grinned, coming up behind her.

He gazed at the girl's crack and ass, then gripped Taylor's hand and placed it flat against the soft white pussy. He rubbed it up and down over her pussy mound and ass, and Taylor was amazed at how soft, and warm and sexy it felt.

Then to her shock he bent down and pulled the ball gag out of the girl's mouth.

"Well, slut, how are you doing?" he asked.

The girl didn't answer at first, only moaned weakly.

"L-Let me... d-dooowwnn," she whimpered.

"Hey, it's only been five or six hours," He glared. "Here, I brought you something to do."

He pushed Taylor down to her knees and knelt behind her, then reached around her and pulled the girl's face into her pussy. Taylor recoiled, but with his body pressing into her from behind, there was no place to go. She stared down in shock as her sisters' face was rubbed into her pussy.

"Okay, whore. Eat it. Suck it good," He ordered the twin.

And to Taylor's shock she felt her sister's pink tongue slide out and lick along her own pussy cleft. She stared down, stunned, not knowing what to do, but then she realized there was nothing she could do. And, after her father gripped her hands, and made her put them behind the twin's head and pull her face up into her pussy, she realized there wasn't anything she wanted to do anyway.

She'd never been eaten out before, except one time months ago by her father. Now she knelt there, legs apart, holding the girl's head up as her tongue slid into her pussy and twirled around in her pussy hole before rasping across her clit.

And right before her own face was - .

"That's it, Brandy baby, "her father growled. "Lick that pussy. Suck on that clitty like the little whore you are."

It was Brandy then. Brandy was licking at her pussy, and right in front of Taylor's face was Brandy's own shaved slit, tightly closed, with only the thin black wire sticking out between to show that there was a vibrator inside. Likewise her ass was closed, and another wire stuck out that.

She raised one hand and laid it against Brandy's crotch, feeling the humming and vibrating inside with a keen appreciation and a hot, and quickly mounting lust. She took her hand away and laid her cheek against Brandy's belly, feeling the buzzing inside her.

She turned and looked at her father, who was grinning happily, then, encouraged, she began to lick tentatively at Brandy's slit.

Sara used her key to gain entrance to the house through the back door. She moved very slowly, worried that there might be poison in the air. She smelled nothing, but that didn't mean for sure there wasn't any.

She was also worried at getting caught. If her father was doing something with Taylor and caught her sneaking in, she'd be sure to get a hell of a beating.

She looked carefully around, then climbed slowly and stealthily up the stairs. She checked her father's room, then Taylor's, then the twins', but found nothing. Worried that her father might have been telling the truth, she hurried back downstairs.

She still didn't smell any poison, though. She went around the couch and stopped, looking down in surprise at a pair of cutoffs and a top that were simply laying on the living room floor. They hadn't been there when she'd left, that was sure.

Taylor had already gone then too, so who did these belong to? She picked them up and examined them. The shorts might conceivably belong to one of the twins, though she doubted it because of their wide hips. The top, though, wouldn't have even fit Taylor, let alone the melon girls, as she sometimes called the twins.

She tossed them back on the floor, then padded quietly over to the door to the basement. She opened it quietly and heard sounds from below. Her heart gave a lurch and she stepped down onto the stairs, then eased onto her knees.

She crawled a little down, until she could get her head below the level of the floor and see what was happening.

The sight almost made her scream in shock.

Two women, girls...the twins actually, were hanging upside down from chains. They were black leather things around their wrists and ankles, and were tightly bound with chains, their arms and legs wide open. Her father was standing to one side of one of the girls, and she saw him sliding a kind of tube thing up and down in her... her ass!

She saw the wire leading to the thing, and thought she heard a low buzzing noise. As she stared, he shoved the thing deep into the girl's ass so it disappeared, then pulled on the wire sticking out between her bald pussy lips. Another tube slid slowly up and out, and he pumped that in and out in slow motions.

Although she was a virgin, and not very experienced sexually, Sara knew damned well that the things must be vibrators. What else could they be? She was shocked and incredibly aroused at how lewd and sexual the sight was.

For it was not just her father fucking vibrators into one of the twins. The other twin, bound in the same way as the first, with wires leading to her pussy and ass too, was currently licking at Taylor's pussy! Taylor was naked, and she was licking that twin's pussy and at the same time groping and squeezing her big breasts.

She felt conflicting emotions. She was disgusted, revolted, and yet excited and aroused. She was jealous and angry that they had all got together without her, that for some reason she was left out in the cold, not considered good enough, maybe.

She didn't know what to do. Should she turn and run off, go over to Julie's, and forget about this?

She shifted a little, and the stair creaked. Before she could duck back her father turned and saw her. She gasped and pulled herself back up, then turned and rushed out the door, but he had instantly ran for the stairs, and he caught her before she could reach the front door.

He grabbed her hair and jerked her roughly back, and she screamed in pain, reaching up behind her for his wrist, trying to stop him from pulling her hair back so hard.

"So! I give you an order and you do whatever the fuck you want, is that it, you little bitch?"

"I-I just wanted to see," she sobbed.

"Wanted to see? Why? Are you a whore like your sisters? Why don't we find out right here and now?"

He turned her and shoved her roughly back against the door, then gripped the front of her shirt and ripped it open. She gasped and tried to cover herself but he whirled her roughly around again, shoving her face into the door and ripping the shirt back over her shoulders. he undid her bra and opened it, then tore it off as he turned her around.

Her breasts were excellent, he saw with surprise, larger than Taylor's, though not nearly as big as the twins.

"Well, well, I see we've got some raw material here to work with," he growled.

Sara tried to cover her breasts with her hands, humiliated at him staring at them, but his hands went to her pants and before she could do a thing he had opened them. She grabbed at them, but he shoved and tripped her, pulling on the pants so that as she fell they ripped up her legs and off.

He knelt beside the panting, struggling girl, pulling off her shoes and socks, then spreading her out and examining her.

"Good quality slut meat," he said, almost to himself. "A hot little piece of ass if ever I saw one. You wanted to see what was going on? Well, you're gonna see it even closer."

"No! I-I was..I don't - ."

He slapped her face and she cringed back in fear and pain.

"You'll do exactly what I tell you, slut? Understand?"

She nodded in fright, and he gripped her by the hair and forced her up to her feet. She continued to try and cover her body with her arms and hands as he dragged her towards the basement.

He led her down the stairs, and she felt even more embarrassed as Taylor turned to look at her. Taylor was nude as well, of course, but her eyes were glassy, and her face flushed with excitement. She gave Sara a look that made the blonde girl's pussy tingle, though she wasn't sure why.

He led her over beside one of the twins, then bent and pulled a gag thing out of her mouth and pushed Sara's pussy against it. She struggled ineffectually as he reached around her and pulled her sister's face up into her pussy.

"Suck that pussy, Brooke. Stick your tongue up her snatch."

As she trembled in shock Sara felt her sister's tongue sliding up and down her pussy slit. She moaned low in her throat, but didn't struggle as she felt it working between her tight, virginal pussy lips and sliding over her clitty.

She felt herself beginning to respond almost at once, shocked by it, shocked by the whole scene, but not as horrified as she would have been a couple of days earlier. When she felt her breasts being squeezed and kneaded, and looked down to see her father's hands on them, all she could do was moan again.

She even spread her legs a little to make Brooke's tongue slide easier inside her. Her eyes were bulging as she tried to cope with the sudden stunning turn of events which was confronting her. She knew all this was wrong - sort of, yet if her whole family was doing it - .

She had fought off boys for years now, keeping them from fucking her not because she wasn't curious or hot, but because she was afraid of getting a bad reputation. Surely there was no worry about that here.

Yet this was her sister! Not only that but she had never even imagined any kind of sexual relationship with a girl before.

There was no point denying the throbbing in her loins, though, as Brooke's tongue lapped away at her pussy slit, and her father's hands and fingers groped and squeezed her breasts. And when her father leaned over and chewed and licked at the side of her neck, a soft, shimmering heat seemed to fall over the blonde girl, and she melted against him.

She saw Taylor licking at Brandy's pussy again, and saw Brandy doing the same. She didn't know why the twins were blindfolded, but it was just one more kinky aspect of this weird, but strangely erotic scene. And as she looked down and saw Brooke's bare pussy slit and ass, she felt a hot stabbing blast of excitement.

She put her hands on the girl's thighs, stroking her fingers up and down the tightly closed slit and over the soft, bare pussy pad.

She looked over at Taylor, then down at Brooke. Her fingers peeled her sister's pussy open and she saw the base of the vibrator purring away inside the pink gash. She bent and began to lick over the pink flesh herself, imitating what Brooke was doing to her, searching for her sister's clit and lapping against that with more and more energy.

She heard her father unzipping, and felt his pants going down, then felt his hardness rubbing against her buttocks. She didn't stop her licking, though, and kind of ground herself between Brooke's tongue and her father's cock.

She got hotter and hotter with each passing second, and longed to be pierced, to be penetrated. When her father twisted her to one side she thought he was about to do her, but instead he stuck his cock into Brooke's mouth. That fascinated and shocked Sara, and she looked down incredulously as her father pulled Brooke's face upwards and his cock slid right down into her mouth all the way to the balls.

There was no way she could get that long a cock in her mouth, yet somehow she had, and the realization that it must have gone right down her throat made Sara long to feel one in her own throat.

Then her father pulled his cock out and pressed her pussy back in against Brooke's face. Brooke began to lick and suck, and Sara spread her legs a little more and bent over her sister's pussy again. She felt her father's hard cock against her ass, but at first didn't take a lot of note of it.

Then when it pressed against her harder and harder she realized that he intended to sodomize her. She was shocked into immobility for a long moment, frozen there over Brooke's slit as her father's cock slowly worked its way into her ass.

But then she continued licking. In fact, she grew more and more excited. She gripped the wire leading into Brooke's pussy crack and pulled, slowly drawing the vibrator up out of her crotch hole. She gripped it in her fingers and began to pump it up and down as she continued to lick at the twin's clit.

Her father's cock got higher and deeper inside her, and she groaned a little as she felt cramps and a bloating sensation, but she didn't halt her licking and sucking and slurping at her sister's clitty, and pumped the vibrator harder and harder as she felt Brooke's tongue rasp across her clitty.

Her father's cock thrust up higher, and she gasped in some pain. But then she felt his balls pressing against the soft underside of her buttocks, and she revelled in the knowledge that his big boner was buried up her ass. What a shocking, stunning thing that was!

And then she came, humping and jerking and crying out in pleasure as her pussy exploded in hot, seething waves of sexual gratification. Her ass humped back onto her father's cock, riding back and forth along it as he bit down on the nape of her neck and groped her breasts with hard, kneading fingers.

He pulled her away from Brooke then and eased her down onto her knees, his cock buried up her spasming ass. He shoved her forward onto all fours, and she knelt there, shaking and trembling and groaning as the orgasm slowly passed.

Then he began to slide his big boner up and down her ass. She slumped low, weakened by the orgasmic blast, but the excitement inside her never waned as she felt her father's big cock fucking into her ass. She felt like a real hot, sexy slut as the big tool pumped inside her.

She only knew one girl who'd been ass fucked, and felt a profound sense of being a nasty, wicked girl as she knelt there on all fours and took it up the butt hole. That it was her own father sodomizing her was a strange thing indeed, but as much as it was disgusting, and embarrassing, it was also reassuring, for she knew he would never tell anyone at school.

That she would never return to school didn't occur to her as she knelt there and grunted under the impact of her father's hard hips, shaking back and forth, her breasts shaking below her as his cock spiked deep into her ass with each stroke.

And after long minutes of fucking, when he groaned and clutched her tight against him, and his cock spat his sperm up into her, she could only cry out in wondrous excitement at the realization that he was juicing inside her ass.

After that things got even stranger. He pulled Taylor away from Brandy, then had her bring over studded leather bands which she buckled around the blonde's wrists and ankles. She also produced a studded collar, and buckled it around her throat.

Now she was wearing the same odd gear as the twins, and the blonde wondered if she too was to be hung upside down. But then her father pulled her wrists together behind her back, and when he removed his hands they were locked there somehow.

He led her over to a bench and bent her over it, and she sighed happily, thinking perhaps that he was going to fuck her again, maybe in the ass, or maybe up the pussy, popping her cherry.

Instead he pulled along, thin wooden thing out of a drawer and handed it to Taylor. It was a cane or switch of some kind, and Taylor looked at it blankly.

"You disobeyed my orders, didn't you, slut?" he growled at Sara.

"I-I'm sorry, daddy," she gulped, starting to get a little worried.

"And do you think that's good enough?"

"I-I didn't mean to," she said.

"You didn't mean to? Of course you did. You came back deliberately. Now you're going to take your punishment like the slut you are."

He turned to Taylor. "Whip her ass with that and keep it up until I tell you to stop."

Sara moaned and braced herself. She'd never been hit with a cane before, but had had enough of the belt in her life to know it was going to hurt.

Taylor raised the cane uncertainly, then swished ti down onto the upturned buttocks.

Sara yelped in pain, but though it was sharp it was not terribly bad.

"If you can't do it harder than that, you'll join her, slut, and I'll show you how to use one of those properly," he snapped.

Taylor gulped in fear, then swung the cane down harder, cracking it loudly against her sister's ass. This time the blonde screamed in pain, and jerked against her father's grip. She swung it down again, and again, and again, cracking it across the wriggling girl's round buttocks.

"You stop struggling, slut, or I'll give you something to really worry about," Harry snapped.

Sara sobbed in pain, but tried to keep still as the cane cut into her buttocks again and again. Soon her ass was a throbbing mass of heat, which in a way was good, for it acted as a kind of haze, blocking the worst of each new blow.

To her shock, she started to lose her fear of the pain, started to lose her concern. Her ass throbbed, and each new blow added little to the heat. And then came the memory that she was naked, her wrists bound behind her back, bent way over, exposed...

She started to heat up, and every time the cane lashed against her ass she groaned in almost as much pleasure as pain. When her father stuck his finger into her pussy crack and shoved it down deep, she wasn't surprised that he cursed her for a whore, and rubbed his wet finger against her face.

"Time for punishment," he growled.