A loud knock disturbed Olivia as she quickly turned down the volume of her music to listen for the sound again, as to confirm it wasn’t just her mind playing tricks on her. Sure enough, another knock was heard, this time much louder and more aggressive. Olivia groaned. It was her mother again.
The girl begrudgingly got of bed and opened the door. Just as expected, the figure of her mother was in the doorway, with a very angry expression on her face and hands on her hips. The mother was 34 years old and looked much younger than she was, with curves all over her body and silky skin.
With another groan she asked sharply: “what?”
The mother (Amelia) seemed to flare up at that. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘WHAT’? I asked you to do some simple things to help me out around the house, but you’ve done none of that! Tell me, was it that hard of a mission for you to wash your own dishes? Or was it that big of a deal to wipe the dust off the furniture? It only takes a few minutes, and I showed you how to do it before!”
“It’s too hard for me!”
“What is, running some water over a cloth, draining the excess, and then swiping it up and down or left to right over the tables and shelves?”
“No, but- like- it’s… I…”
“Ok, fine, I get that, you couldn’t wipe the furniture or wash your dishes. Then why did you not water the plants? Surely you could’ve done that! I’m not asking you for a lot Olivia! I just need a little help, some small things which you can clearly do but won’t. Why Olivia? If you won’t help me around the house, at least study for school! I haven’t seen you pick up those books once since you’ve come home. You are failing your Science courses, Olivia! You will have to repeat the year! You’re 13 for God’s sake, it’s time for you to have a think about your future! It’s time for you to take things seriously. Again, I don’t ask for a lot, but if you won’t pass the year you will have to repeat it, and if you didn’t manage to do it the first time it’s unlikely you will the second. Why can’t you just be a little more responsible? Why can’t you be like Liam?”
At those words, Olivia’s eyes widened and a sad expression took over her face. Of course. Liam. Her older ‘brother’. He was adopted a while ago. Olivia always wanted a sibling, especially an older brother, but now she just wished she hadn’t told her mother that. Amelia thought it would be an amazing idea to have another person in the house. It got lonely after her husband left their lives without any explanation or announcement. And besides, Amelia figured some more help around the house would be very beneficial.
It turns out, Liam was the perfect boy. Maybe it was due to the fear of going back to the hell-hole people called an orphanage that he did everything asked of him, but whatever you asked from Liam he did, and he did it perfectly every single time. He studied as much as he could, he helped out Amelia with whatever she needed, he took care of himself surprisingly well, and was overall extremely responsible. So much so, that Amelia loved him as if he was her own flesh and blood. Olivia might argue that her mother in fact loved Liam more than her own daughter.
Whatever Liam ever requested, Amelia did it for him. If he wanted a PC, she got him a PC. If he wanted to visit Italy, she buyed them tickets for Italy. “It’s because he is such a good, smart, responsible boy that I do all of that for him” she explained upon being questioned. It kind of did make sense. It was only fair that he was more spoiled since he was the best son a mother could ask for. Even Olivia could agree with that. She didn’t like it one bit, but she had to admit that she couldn’t argue with the reasoning. Even so, she sometimes did try to make her mother proud, but she never really looked at Olivia with the same love and warmth as she did with Liam. It was as if her mother’s entire world now spun around her adopted son.
“Why can’t you study as much as him? Why can’t you be as serious as Liam?”
“BECAUSE I’M NOT HIM! I’M DIFFERENT, I’M NOT THE SAME PERSON AS HIM!”
“Olivia, I’m not asking you to be him, I’m asking you to be like him. I’m asking you to learn as much as he does, to help out like he does. To be better. All you ever do is lay in your bed and waste time listening to music or watching YouTube. Look at Liam. He does everything in his power to make me proud and happy.”
Olivia couldn’t argue with that. But she just wanted to relax, not work! Still, she closed the door and went back to bed unpausing the music.
It was a warm Wednesday, and everyone seemed to be in a happy mood. But not Olivia. In fact, she was scared. She looked down at the papers in her hand. A big red 3 was on them. She shuddered.
‘Mom’s gonna kill me when she sees this. What do I do?’
She should have foreseen that at some point there will be a surprise exam for Science, but she hadn’t expected it to come so soon. Liam of course, got a 10. But now, she wasn’t focusing on Liam. She was trying to figure out a way to hide the results from her mother.
‘I could just keep then in my bag until I get to my room and then hide them under the mattress. I definitely can’t throw them in a bin somewhere. Tomorrow we’re gonna have to give them back.’
So that’s what she did. She took longer to get home as she really didn’t want to face her mom in case things took a turn for the worse. She eventually got home though. She put the key in the lock and turned it. Nothing. She tested the doorknob. It was open.
‘Liam must have gotten home before me.’
She opened it and slowly stepped towards her room. Step. Step. Step. Ste-
“Olivia, come here!”
It was from the kitchen. Her mother. Olivia gulped and turned towards the kitchen. There her mother was standing with an angry expression and hands on her hips.
“I got a phone call from Mr. Winton. Do you want to know what it was about?”
Olivia doubtfully nodded.
“He was very disappointed you know? He told me you are doing terribly in his class. That you are not paying attention to his courses and that you always exchange notes with the boys in class. He also told me about the surprise test from yesterday. He called me today at 2:00 just after handing the results to everyone trying to come up with a solution with me regarding your lack of learning. He told me you did very bad at the test. Show me your results, Olivia”
Olivia paled at that. She shakily shook her head ‘no’. A furious look from her mother changed her mind. She slowly zipped open the bag, reached inside and pulled out the papers. She then laid them on the kitchen table. Her mother looked through them and then looked at the big red numbers a few times, each time pausing for a while.
“Olivia, these are simple questions. I teached you most of these myself! You shouldn’t have had any issues with them. OLIVIA, HOW DID YOU ANSWER ‘what element is the most abundant on Earth? Tip: it’s a gas’ WITH THE WORD ‘RED’? DID YOU NOT PAY ATTENTION TO THE TEST AGAIN? WHERE WAS YOUR THOUGHT PROCESS AT THE MOMENT?! You were thinking of boys again, weren’t you?”
Olivia paled even more if that was even possible. How had her mother found out? She –again- shook her head ‘no’.
“STOP LYING TO ME OLIVIA! I KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN DOING. DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE I AM UNAWARE OF YOUR ACTIONS AT SCHOOL? TEACHERS CALL ME ALMOST CONSTANTLY COMPLAINING TO ME ABOUT YOUR BEHAVIOUR. I KNOW YOU FLIRT WITH GUYS DURING LESSONS! I AM AWARE OF THE FACT THAT YOU COME UP WITH THE EXCUSE THAT YOU HAVE TO GO TO THE TOILET TO MEET UP WITH BOYS AND KISS. I AM AWARE THAT YOU STRETCH AND BEND TO SHOW YOUR ASS TO EVERYONE YOU FUCKING SLUT! IS THIS REALLY WHAT KIND OF DAUGHTER I HAVE??? I am incredibly disappointed of you. I can’t believe you would do that. Go to your room right now and start learning. I want you to know the answer to all of these questions by tonight. Take the papers, open your Science Guide, open your notebook, and start reading. Read as much as necessary and then have a think on where you went wrong. Then, answer the questions correctly in your notebook. I mean it, Olivia. I am very serious about this and if you won’t do it there will be huge consequences. GO!”
Olivia ran to her room and closed the door.
POV Switch. Amelia. Third Person.
She sighed and went back to making the salad. 2 minutes later she was finished. She put some on a plate and went towards Liam’s room. She smiled as she approached the door. In a sweet, melodious voice she asked:
“Liam dear, are you busy? May I come in?”
“I can make some time for you, come in”
Upon entering the room she found Liam at his office table with a few books in front of him and a video on his laptop of what looked like an Indian guy explaining some calculations and math problems.
Amelia smiled at the sight. Pride swelled in her chest as she saw the many notes scattered everywhere. It seemed like her son took things very seriously yet again. He paused the video and looked at her.
“Yes mother?”
“I made some food. Here’s some for you. Take a break sweetie. I can see you worked very hard.”
“Thank you. But I’m not sure if I should, I had some difficulties in Maths today. I need to make sure I’ll do great next week.”
“But you got a 10 today, have you not? Actually, you got 2 of them. One for Science and one in the Maths class. Mr. Hansen told me how well you did. I think you shouldn’t worry so much. I know you’ll do great. As long as you keep getting 9s and 10s I’ll be more than happy. How are you doing by the way?”
The 16 years old began eating and after chewing for a few seconds responded with a “fine”.
Amelia quickly noticed he had a sullen expression on his face. Concerned for him, she crouched next to the boy.
“What’s wrong, Liam? You seem kind of out of it.”
“It’s nothing mom, don’t worry about it.”
It was clear to her now that he was hiding something. She had to make sure her dear son was safe and happy.
“Please, tell me. I don’t like seeing you like this.”
“I don’t know mom, it’s kind of embarassing really.”
“No matter what your problem is, I won’t judge you for it. You can tell me anything. In fact, this seems to have been bothering you for a while now. For a few months you have been more quiet, you didn’t seem as happy. You even acted awkward sometimes. I figured it might just be mood swings. We are all affected by them after all. But now I see it’s more serious than that and I am sorry for not asking sooner.”
“Do you promise not to get mad at me?”
“Liam, I would never be mad at you. I promise I won’t be, and I promise I’ll do everything in my power to fix things.”
“Well you see… lately I’ve been feeling very… horny. It happens very often, even at school. It’s really distracting. And um… jerking off hasn’t been helping a lot. It did work at first, but then it started losing its effect. I don’t know what to do. Sometimes all I can think about is sex”
Amelia was at first surprised to hear about her son’s problem but then she realized she should have seen this coming. Liam was well into the puberty stage by now, so it was only normal. She wasn’t mad at him for masturbating, in fact it was perfectly understandable and didn’t seem to interfere with his day to day life or with his grades. And she was perfectly fine with that. Hell, even she masturbated sometimes. But the situation did make her sad.
‘My dear son is being bothered by this. This is not good. I want him to be happy, not sad. What do I do? He did say that masturbating is not helping. And if this goes on he might not be able to concentrate at school… Maybe I could- no. I am way too old. He wouldn’t be aroused by me. I need some time to think.’
“Ok Liam. I will think about this and I will come with a solution. Don’t worry, I will fix your little problem. Just be patient for a while ok? For now just focus on the right things. Good luck with studying! I love you!”
Amelia walked towards the living room and decided to read to clear her head. I clear head always helps you come up with great ideas. As she looked through the stacks of books, she found one of Olivia’s old purses. What was one of them doing here? It was as if it was hidden among the multitude of old books, not having seen the sunlight in a long time.
Amelia pulled it out and looked at it. It was a very small purple purse, barely having enough space to store the smallest of things. It might be why Olivia wasn’t using it anymore. She opened the purse and gasped at the sight. Inside the purse was money. Lots of money. It wasn’t enough to make it noticeable that there was something inside, but it was still a lot. $1200 in fact.
And at that, Amelia realized something. 2 months ago $1200 disappeared from her home. She knew for a fact they disappeared because she kept savings money in a box and she counted them almost every day. And one of those days she found less money than usual. She searched for them everywhere but couldn’t find them. And while $1200 wasn’t necessarily a lot she was worried that they had been robbed. And if they got robbed it was likely some other things were stolen, some of which being more valuable than $1200. However, if they did get robbed she couldn’t figure out for the life of her why the thief hadn’t taken the whole box and only $1200.
But now the truth was staring her in the face. It was Olivia. Who else could it be? This was her purse after all and it seems like it was hidden for a reason. Olivia wanted to do something with that money.
‘If she needed money she could have asked!’
But she didn’t, and this was too much.
‘Stealing from our own home? What is wrong with this girl?’
Furious, she picked up the purse and went towards Olivia’s room. She didn’t even bother to knock this time and just walked in. What she didn’t expect was to be met with a far different sight than what she would have imagined. Instead of learning and doing her best to pass the year, Olivia was standing in front of her laptop. She was on a video-call with some guy and she was holding her shirt up so that he could see her body while she was touching herself everywhere. Her words stunned Amelia.
“Mmmmm, what do you think Ethan? You like my curves? Do you like how this bitch is touching herself? Mmmmm. This body is all for you. I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
She didn’t seem to notice or hear her mother standing behind her. However, she froze when she saw the boy’s expression as he slowly pointed behind her. He then quickly ended the call and she turned around. And then, she paled. She was as white as a sheet, eyes wide like a deer in the head-lights. The sight of her mother left her speechless. Both women were unmoving, not saying a word. Both stunned, although for different reasons. Olivia for being caught, and Amelia for witnessing her daughter’s unacceptable, inappropriate behaviour. They stood there for a solid 30 seconds until Amelia started shouting so loudly it might have just shaken the walls:
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING OLIVIA!?!?!? WHAT IS THIS, ARE YOU SHOWING YOUR BODY TO OTHER MEN??? THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF DAUGHTER I HAVE RAISED. I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ARE DOING THIS! DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY DIGNITY? IS THIS WHAT MY DAUGHTER HAS BECOME? A WHORE??? I WAS EXPECTING YOU TO BE LEARNING, TO PASS THE YEAR, BUT ALL THIS TIME YOU’VE BEN CHATTING WITH BOYS AND WASTING YOUR TIME BY SHOWING OFF YOUR BODY LIKE SOME KIND OF PORN ACTRESS! YOU’VE ALSO BEEN STEALING, I FOUND THE MONEY YOU TOOK! STEALING FROM YOUR OWN HOME, OLIVIA??? WHAT ELSE HAVE YOU BEEN DOING?! THIS IS THE LIMIT, I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY MORE OF THIS!”
Olivia was now shaking in fear. How had she let this happen? How had she let her mother see her like this and find the money? This was extremely bad.
“WHAT WERE YOU PLANNING ON DOING WITH THE MONEY?”
“I was- well- it… it’s not your… business” her voice trembled.
Amelia’s eyes had widened at that. Her daughter had stolen money, got caught doing something extremely inappropriate and now was telling her it wasn’t her business to know what she was planning on doing with her own money? This was just unacceptable. She had to start thinking of a punishment immediately. But first, she was curious regarding something. Then in a deceivingly calm voice:
“Be honest with me, Olivia. Have you been also doing other things than what you were doing now? Have you been… having sex with older boys?”
“I-. No. I am too scared of that”
“I see.”
Amelia didn’t know what to do. She was at a loss for once. What was there to do? What kind of punishment would teach her daughter a lesson?
‘But that is the problem, isn’t it? No punishment would fix this. She crossed the line, and yet I don’t know what to do with her…’
And then, it was as if something clicked in her mind. An idea struck her. It all became clear as crystal.
“Hmmm. So she likes being a slut, huh? She likes flirting with boys, being attractive, bending and stretching everywhere to make guys horny… she is now showing her body to guys and touching herself for them. Interesting. Liam did say he has been feeling horny lately. It’s been a big problem for him. He can barely do anything because of it. At least he still keeps everything in control compared to my failure of a daughter. Maybe I could hit 2 birds with 1 stone. Give her an appropriate punishment, and fix his little issue. If she likes being such a whore then let her be.”
“Alright, Olivia. Come with me.”
“What? Why? Are you not gonna do anything?”
“Just do it. You’ll see very soon”
Olivia shuddered but decided not to argue. She was not in the position to be doing so.
They then walked towards the living room and then towards the couch.
“Sit down. Right there on the right. Good. HEY LIAM! CAN YOU PLEASE COME HERE FOR A MOMENT?”
“SURE! HOLD ON A MINUTE!”
After a few seconds, he emerged from his room and approached them.
“Yes, what is it?”
“Sit down, dear. There, on the left would be perfect. Thank you.”
“Ok, so the reason why you are both here is very simple. This shouldn’t take long to explain. Let’s start with you, Liam, you deserve to know what’s going on here. You see, Olivia right here has done unspeakable things. She stole money from our house and she has been touching her body for some guy on a video-call. I was and still am incredibly mad and disappointed. As a result, she needs to be punished. You will play your role into this. No, don’t worry, you are not in any trouble.
Olivia, you see, lately Liam has been feeling very horny. It bothers him very much and he just can’t seem to get rid of the feeling. Nothing is working out for him. It is such an issue that he can’t focus on his responsibilities, even though he does more work than you ever will. So here’s my idea:
Olivia, from this point on it won’t be necessary for you to bother going to school or learning, since you never really took it all seriously anyway. Now, you will help Liam concentrate and be successful. You will be his fuck-toy.”
At this, both Liam’s and Olivia’s eyes widened.
“Mother, I am not sure this is a good idea. I think you are going too far. This won’t be necessary.” Liam said.
“MOM, YOU CAN’T DO THIS! I WON’T DO IT, I DON’T AGREE! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND???” agreed Olivia with him.
“SILENCE YOU DUMB BITCH! YOU DON’T GET A SAY IN THIS! YOUR CHANCE IS GONE. YOU WENT TOO FAR. YOU WILL DO AS I SAY! As to you, Liam, don’t you worry. It’s fine. You deserve it after all. Consider it a gift to show my appreciation for all that you do.”
Liam had an unsure look on his face. Still, he agreed to it.
“If that’s what you think would be best, then let’s do it.”
Olivia was shocked by this.
“BUT- BUT-. CAN YOU REALLY NOT SEE WHAT’S WRONG HERE???”
“No. In fact, I think it’s quite a good idea.”
“MOM, SERIOUSLY, I CAN’T DO THIS! HE’S MY BROTHER!”
“Well, he is actually your foster-brother. He’s adopted. So therefore he is not related to you by blood. Besides, you haven’t ever considered him your real brother in the first place, so I don’t see why you would now. So now, do as I say. If not, you can pack your bag and leave this home. Understood?”
Olivia couldn’t argue here. She had no choice. She HAD to agree. There was no way she could just pack her things and go. Where would she go in the first place? Reluctantly, she nodded.
“Good. Alright, let’s clear things up. There will be rules to follow. First of all, all of this will stay in this house-hold. Nobody will know of it, understood? This applies to both of you.”
“Got it mom.”
Olivia only nodded.
“Second: Olivia, from this point on, everytime you will be in this house, the moment you stepped in, at all points, all of your clothes will be off to allow easy access. You are NOT allowed to wear any clothes whatsoever. If I will catch you wearing any, there will be huge consequences. I will not tolerate that. This includes panties, bras and socks. Is that absolutely clear?”
Yet another nod.
“I want you to say yes, Olivia. I want to make sure you understand.”
She hid her face and quietly said:
“Yes mother.”
“What was that? I couldn’t hear it.”
“Yes mother!” she now said a bit louder.
“Yes what? What will you do? Speak in full sentences”
“I… will not wear any clothes from now at any point.”
“Good. You don’t have that privilege anymore. Third rule: whenever Liam will want to fuck you, you will agree to it and will allow him to do so without any questioning or hesitation. It doesn’t matter how hard he is going to fuck you or what he will do to you, you will smile and be pleased about it. At the end you will thank him for using you. Liam sweetie, if you ever feel the urge, fuck your sister. You don’t have to worry about a single thing, just do it. She is now yours to do with anything you please. Yes, you heard that right, you own her. Things that you own are your property and therefore can do with them whatever you want. Do not hesitate. It’s her job now to make sure you are always satisfied so you will always be at 100% and focused on learning, getting a job, and going on with your responsibilities. If she ever doesn’t agree to be fucked, which I really hope won’t be the case, then you can come to me and tell me. I will then solve the issue. Alright?”
“Got it.”
“Fourth rule: Olivia, from this point on I will take your phone, laptop and any other device you have and then sell them. You won’t be allowed to use technology from this point on. You won’t even be allowed to touch them. Not even the TV. You will not contact any of your friends in any way, shape or form. This will be your new life.
Fifth rule: from this point on, you won’t go to school, or leave the house unless absolutely necessary. You will stay in here. Leaving the house is strictly prohibited.
Sixth rule: from now you will have to earn your food. You will only get food if you’ll be a good fuck-toy that week. Liam will make me reports at the end of each week and I will analyze your behaviour and how well you managed to please him that week. Of course, that doesn’t mean I won’t feed you at all or only on a few days. I’m not that cruel. I will give you food every day. But considering the report, I will arrange a plan for the following week and if you’ve been a good little slut you will have food for the whole week. You will be nice and full. If you won’t be a good slut for him, then the amount of food you will earn will be reduced but won’t go down to 0. If you’ve been particularly bad that week, then I will arrange a day or 2 during which you won’t get any food. It’s simple, right? You satisfy his needs the best you can and you won’t have to worry about a thing. Try to have things your way, and there will be consequences.
The seventh and final rule: if we have guests over, we will all pretend we are a normal family and that none of this is actually happening. Understood?”
“Yes mother. This is a great plan”.
Olivia was now crying and shaking. Eventually though, she spoke:
“Yes, I understand.”
No POV. Third person.
Amelia was very pleased with this.
“Good. The rules are going to be in use from this second. Clothes off Olivia.”
Olivia cried harder. Nonetheless, she got up and removed all of her clothing articles. She paused at her panties, but then slowly removed them. She hid her pussy and her chest with her hands.
“Hands off, whore. All of your body must be visible at all times. That won’t be negotiated.”
Olivia blushed so much you could have mistaken her for a tomato. She then removed her hands.
“Good. Take a look at her, Liam. You should get used to the sight of her like this. Admire her body.”
Sure enough, he looked at her for a while and analyzed her appearance. She was quite short and her medium-length brown hair hid her face. Her shoulders were delicate and soft. She had amazing curves all in the right places. She had a tiny waist, with a big ass and thighs. She had long legs and her tits were just beginning to grow. Despite being ashamed of her appearance and of the whole situation she was quite aroused. Wet juices were dripping from her pussy and her nipples were stiff and pointed.
Liam started rubbing his cock through his pants.
Seeing this, Amelia smiled and gently said:
“You can fuck her, you know? After all, she is yours. Have some fun with her, why won’t you?”
“But… she is a virgin.”
“So? The way she feels or what she thinks doesn’t matter. Just focus on your own pleasure. Go for it.”
So that’s what he did. He removed his clothes and then started rubbing his dick. He went close to her and start to touch her. She had very soft skin, pleasant to the touch. He groped her ass and then her growing tits. He moaned.
Next, he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her. He took her to his bedroom. Amelia followed them. He pushed her on the bed so that she was lying on her back. He grabbed his penis and rubbed it over the lips of her pussy. She was dripping a lot more now.
He grabbed the lube from one of the closed shelves of his desk and then a condom.
“You won’t be needing a condom, Liam.”
“Huh? What do you mean? What if she gets pregnant?”
“So? You will continue fucking her even if that happens. She will then give birth, I will take care of the kids and raise them –which won’t be a problem because I have the experience, and money won’t be that big of an issue- and then the cycle will continue.”
“Aren’t we gonna have dozens of kids then?”
“That won’t be a problem. I’ll take care of all of that. And in fact, I know some friends which really want kids but can’t have any. I might give some of them to them.”
“Aren’t they going to be suspicious? Won’t they ask themselves how you have so many kids?”
“Well, that is true. They will be curious. But here’s the thing. I will talk to them and they will understand the situation. How do I know that? Well, let’s just say that most of them do something similar. At first I was disgusted when I heard about it, but then I started to understand their situation. I told myself I won’t ever let it happen to my kids, but now I’m past that. Desperate times require desperate solutions. So now just enjoy her body and have some fun, alright?”
“Ok then.”
Liam then lubed his cock thoroughly until it was glistening and pushed against Olivia’s pussy. Nothing. Her pussy simply didn’t allow access. He pushed harder. Now it was starting to open up. He gave a final, hard push and then it went in. Olivia cried in pain.
“Silence Olivia! I don’t want to hear a single sound out of you if it isn’t a moan.”
Olivia nodded at her mother. Blood was pouring out of her pussy. Her virginity had been taken. Liam thrusted in and out. In and out. He moaned and rubbed her tits. Olivia’s face was covered in tears. Liam went faster. It felt glorious. Her walls were clamping down around his dick tightly, and her pussy seemed to suck him in. He then kissed her on the lips. They were puffy and delicious. His tongue wrestled with hers. The smell of cum and sex was permeating the room.
Liam couldn’t slap her ass because she was sitting on her back, and he couldn’t slap her tits because they were not big enough. So he just settled on slapping her thick thighs.
“Should have gone for her dumb face” suddenly said Amelia who was now fingering her pussy and watching the scene which played out in front of her.
Liam roughly slapped Olivia’s face. It felt great. He thrusted faster into her, pushing his cock into her pussy until there wasn’t anything buried in her folds except for his base and his balls. His tip was touching her cervix. Over and over he thrusted for 10 minutes. Liam never felt as good as he did now. The way her silky, tight tunnel wrapped around his dick was better than any other feeling he ever experienced. It was hot inside her pussy, his cock felt as if it was on fire. He was approaching his end. He could tell he was close. He grabbed her by the hips and fucked her harder and faster. His dick throbbed and twitched in anticipation. Amelia was fingering herself faster too.
Only a few more thrusts now and he will cum. He once again kissed Olivia and after a few seconds he gave one final thrust, his penis slapping against her cervix and cum flowing into her womb like a river. He came for a solid 15 seconds, jets erupting from his cock and making themselves at home in her warm, wet cunt. More and more jets were launched in her womb until there was nothing left to come out.
Liam pulled out, and cum flowed from Olivia’s pussy.
Impatiently, Amelia asked her daughter:
“You’ve forgotten something, slut. Tell me what it is. You need to start remembering the rules.”
Olivia though back to what her mother said and then it suddenly hit her.
“I… have to say ‘thank you’ right?”
“Exactly. Go on.”
Olivia really didn’t want to do it. She was feeling horrible, everything hurt, she had been humiliated, and now she had to be thankful for it? It was so unfair! But once again, she realized she was not in the position to argue.
She looked at Liam and said a quick ‘thank you’.
Amelia shook her head. “That’s not good enough. Do it better”
Olivia thought for a moment and said “thank you for fucking me.”
“Still not good enough. I want you to mean it. Act like he just saved your life. Like he is your everything, like you are worshipping him. Also, say what you are. Recognise your worth. Tell him how unimportant you are and how great he is. You need to learn your place, you bitch, and to do so you must first learn how to thank your master properly. I won’t accept any less”
Olivia wanted to cry again. This was horrible. Why was this happening to her?
“…I am forever grateful to you for using a worthless cunt such as me. I don’t deserve your cock. This undeserving stupid slut is thanking you from her heart for such an honour my lord. It’s been a pleasure making you feel good, master.”
Amelia smiled at that.
“Now that’s better, isn’t it? You are learning. Soon you will be a perfect fuck-toy for him. It’s going to take a while, but it will be worth it”.
The girl and Liam were both exhausted. And yet, Olivia was allowed no rest. Her mother spoke again.
“Olivia. Clean the mess you made. Suck your brother off until there’s not a trace of cum left.”
Olivia slowly got out of bed, wobbling for a few moments. She was dizzy and her legs were weak. They hurt and so did her pussy. It was such an overwhelming pain.
“Liam, sit down. I can bet you are tired. Olivia. On your knees.”
Olivia bent to her knees and sat on the floor. She looked quizically at her brother’s now flaccid penis and scrunched her face in disgust.
‘Am I really meant to wrap my lips around that disgusting thing?’
“WELL DON’T JUST STAND THERE! CLEAN HIM UP!”
Olivia reluctantly opened her mouth and took him in. He tasted salty and earthy. His penis filled her whole mouth and she had to keep it wide open. The smell of cum permeated her nostrils, now more pungent that she was face to face with the source. She licked him and bobbed her head up and down. His dick got hard again.
“Hmmm. It seems like he got hard again. You will now have to make him cum a second time. Your original mission still stands. Make him cum and then clean him up as best as you can. I want you to dedicate yourself fully to making him cum. Give your best. Come on! Get to it!”
Olivia wanted to groan but was smarter than that. She then started pleasing him like she saw in the tutorials she watched on PornHub. She had been practicing on all sorts of things. Bananas, pens, bagels, even pipes. Yes, she found pipes lying around at school sometimes, so she cleaned them well under the tap and washed every piece of grime on them, and afterwards practiced on them in the toilets. To say the least, she was very experienced.
She rubbed his balls and sucked his cock like a vacuum cleaner while bobbing her head up and down. The room was filled with the sounds of her sucking him off. She then licked him from the base to the tip and then sucked only his sensitive tip for a few moments until she swallowed him whole again. Liam gave a loud groan. She went faster and tried to fit as much as she could. She was mostly successful, but was sometimes gagging and chocking. She could tell he was close now. He started pushing her head down at times. His dick was once again throbbing and twitching in anticipation.
Olivia was suddenly aware of every vein on his dick, his texture and size, his shape. It was a bit overwhelming but had to push on unless she wanted to face the wrath of her mother who was now fingering herself at light-speed.
Suddenly, Liam grabbed her by the hair and started guiding her head. He forced her up and down like she was a doll. He got up and started slamming his dick down her throat. She chocked more now, but Liam did not care. With him slamming into her wet mouth, her being guided by his rough hands and the suction pulling at his dick, he couldn’t take it anymore and came hard, sending ropes of cum down her throat. His knees went wobbling so he supported himself on her head, now having his cock buried deep into her tight throat. With a sigh he let go and lied down on the bed.
Amelia came finally, the floor being coated with her cum. It ran down her hands and legs.
“You know what to do now, don’t you? Start cleaning him up. Now.”
Olivia did as requested. She licked his whole cock, then his balls, and then the base. She licked every single spot until he was completely clean. She wanted to spit it out so bad. She didn’t have the chance to do so when he fucked her mouth because he buried himself down her throat and started shooting his cum, but now she had the chance to. But something stopped her. She then realized with embarrassment that she liked the taste of his cum. She loved it actually. It was obviously salty, but also unexpectedly sweet and addicting. She swallowed it all and unknowingly smiled.
‘Maybe it won’t be so bad after all…’