1 Movie Night

by Stayrr

You Knew What.

178. Brother's Mind Controlled Sisters

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters 1: Brother's Cherry Surprise

mypenname3000

Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, First Time, Incest, Male/Female, Mind Control, Virginity, Voyeurism

Introduction:

After gaining mind-control powers, Randy learns about his sister's incestuous lusts!

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter One: Brother's Cherry Surprise

By mypenname3000

Alex strode through the halls of The Institute of Apotheosis. For most technology companies, having a eighteen-year-old with no college degreewalking through it would be unusual. But the Institute wasn't most companies. They had a higher purpose than just making the newest device or killer app. They were in the business of making gods.

Some might call them a cult.

Because they followed the teachings of their dead founder, Dr. Henry Peter Blavatsky, they found it necessary to keep the running of the company as more of a family business. Alex was the son of the Institute's president, Deidre Icke.

Another thing that made the Institute unique was the sound of sex echoing through the halls. Alex passed by Department of Scrying, the door open, the moans of two young girls echoing from inside. He had a glimpse of Cindy and Mindy, eighteen-year-old twin sisters, kissing each other as they lay atop a table, their father, the director of the department, fucking one of their tight, young cunts.

Alex's dick ached and throbbed in his pants. He adjusted himself, picking up the pace on the way to his mother's office. He needed to get his dick wet. He wanted to slip into his mother's pussy. To feel the hot, tight sheath of the pussy that had brought him into the world wrapped about his dick.

The first three new gods had taught the world that incest should be practiced, and the Institute had followed their new deity's teachings with zeal. And right now, Alex was very eager to practice.

He reached his mother's office, bursting in and groaned at the sight of Deidre Icke bent over her own desk, her ass a bright cherry-red. She let out a groan as Alex's dad, Deidre's ex-husband, cracked his hand down on her rump.

As a cheating wife, he had every right to punish her. The last god, Michael Horne, had taught the world that after learning his own wife had an adulterous affair.

Alex groaned at the sight of his mom's spanked rump.

CRACK!

"Ooh, yes, punish me," his mother moaned, the President of the Institute submitting to her punishment. Welcoming it. She wiggled her hips, her dark bush glistening with her excitement.

CRACK!

"You're just in time," Alexis, Alex's twin sister, said. She sat naked on a chair, rubbing her barely legal cunt messy with their father's cum. "The drone's just about to drop off the package to the new god."

"Who is it?" Alex asked, staring at his sister's cunt. He wanted to fuck her so badly. Ever since incest was revealed, he lusted for her.

But brother and sister incest hadn't been taught yet. Fathers could enjoy their daughters. Mother's their sons and daughters. Even sisters could love each other.

"Randy Lyon," she answered, her fingers digging into her cunt. "I hope he has a sister."

"Yeah," Alex groaned, unable to pull his eyes away from that naughty sight.

CRACK!

The Institute hadn't anticipated what the new gods had taught them, but they were more than willing to follow them. The twelve new gods would change the world. They would reawaken mankind to spirituality.

And the Institute would be their most fervent disciples.

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"Watch out on the right flank," I said into the headset, my PlayStation controller gripped in my hand. "They're trying to cap the objective."

"I got it," my friend, going by pussyhunter69, said over the voice chat. He then laughed. "Bet the cuck didn't see that coming. Head shot and he's down!"

I grinned, staring at the screen, dodging the incoming attack from an enemy player. I fired, taking him down. I shifted on the bed, my TV only a few feet before me. The music of the game thundered through my bedroom.

But it wasn't loud enough.

"Randy, get your goddamn ass down here!" my father bellowed, his voice thundering through the house. "Right the fuck now!"

I sucked in a deep breath, gripping the black controller tight in my hand. "Shit," I muttered. "Guys, I got to go."

"Now?" pussyhunter69 groaned. "We're in the middle of the match."

"Yeah, my dad's calling." I hated living at home. Twenty and poor, I didn't have many options. I worked part time, using the money to help pay the bills since my dad had "hurt" his back on the job and now spent his disability drinking as much beer as he could.

Asshole. I did not know what my mother ever saw in him. I could only imagine she would have divorced him if she hadn't died.

I threw off my headset and shut down the system with the controller. I took a deep breath, steeling myself to the confrontation. Most days, he was too drunk to put the effort into yelling at me or doing something worse.

"You get your goddamn useless ass down here!" he bellowed again, his words half-slurred by the alcohol.

I threw open my door and stepped into the hallway, running a nervous hand through my dark-brown hair. He sounded real drunk and belligerent. The bruises from his last tantrum had faded. I knew I'd have more. He never beat my three sisters.

Only me.

Alison's door opened. My nineteen-year-old sister thrust her head out, her light-brown hair falling in loose locks about her narrow face. She was my favorite sister. The only one that gave a shit about me. My older sister was a cunt and Livie, the baby of the family, just ignored me unless she needed something from me. But Alison was more than my sister, she was my friend. She was someone I could talk to. Someone that understood.

"Good luck," she said, her smile tight, that worried look she got tensing her face.

"Yeah, yeah," I said heading for the stairs. I wanted to drag my feet, to take my time, but that would just make him angrier.

My footsteps thudded down the stairs. I had grown tall, taller than my dad, but I had a lanky build, not as broad-shouldered as him. His years of working construction had given him strength that pounding back beer after beer somehow hadn't robbed from him.

There was no fucking justice in the world. If there was, Mom would be alive and this asshole would be dead.

I found my dad in the kitchen, my older sister Valarie with him. She had her arms crossed beneath her large breasts contained in a baby-doll t-shirt. The slut dressed to show off her body and our father... He appreciated it. With her bleached-blonde hair, she looked like our mother, but I doubt our mother ever dressed like a streetwalker. I mean, those shorts were so tight Valarie had a cameltoe.

Fucking bitch. She knew that dad perved on her and used it to her advantage.

"What did I do now?" I asked, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice. My disgust rose in my stomach, a burning churn of acid, at the sight of the bleary-eyed, balding man before me, his white shirt stained and stretching over his beer cut, an inch of flabby, hairy belly exposed thrusting over his jeans.

"This!" he growled, holding up an empty case of Coors, his favorite brand of beer.

"What about it?" I asked.

"There should have been four more beers in here, but there ain't."

My eyes flicked to my sister. The twenty-year-old bitch licked her lips, her hazel eyes smirking.

"I didn't take them," I protested. The one thing my father cared about was his beer. But how he could remember how many were in a case, I didn't know.

Drinking held little appeal to me after seeing it transform my father into this piece of shit before me, his breath reeking of that sour drink, his eyes bloodshot. He took a step towards me and threw the cardboard box to the ground. It bounced on the linoleum floor and slid into my feet.

"Don't lie to me. Your sister told me she saw you sneaking one yesterday."

That fucking bitch. I glared at Valarie and she had this smile on her lips, this smirk of triumph. Of course she was sneaking beers. She had one of her friends over. That bitch thought she could get away with anything.

And she could. In that tight top and those ass-hugging shorts dad would let her get away with murder so long as she provided a scapegoat for his anger.

"Goddamn, you are such a whore, Valarie," I snarled at her, my fists balling.

"Don't call your sister that!" bellowed Dad. "She's the only one in the family that does her chores. If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't have any food to eat, you ungrateful little shit."

"Alison does the shopping," I growled. "Valarie doesn't do shit but dress like a tart and—"

Dad's fist swung. I raised my arms, taking the blow on my shoulder. Pain throbbed as I stumbled back. He had meaty hands, so thick and perfect for battering me. His putrid breath washed over me as he roared his drunken rage at me.

My heart pounded. My skin grew tense as his next blow took me in the stomach. Air whooshed out of my lungs. I folded in half and fell down to my knees, coughing. I felt Valarie's eyes watching me. That fucking cunt. This was all her fault and—

Dad kicked me.

"Fuck!" I grunted, rolling onto my back as he followed, his heavy steps booming on the linoleum. I felt so small beneath him. A giant loomed over me.

I covered my head, my entire body tensed and—

The blow hit my lower back. Thudding pain rippled through me. I grit my teeth, grunting. I didn't want to cry out. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. I tensed before each blow, took it with a grunt, my heart screaming in my chest, my blood pounding through my veins. A hot rush beat in my ears as he kicked me over and over.

"Fucking!"

KICK!

"Useless!"

KICK!

"Son!"

KICK!

My anger boiled through me as the pain throbbed through my back. I clenched my fists, fingers biting into my palms. My asshole dad grunted over me. He wheezed like a leaky bellows, sucking in breath, exerting himself for once.

"Don't touch my beer, fucking little shit," he grunted and stumbled off.

The linoleum felt cool on my cheek, soothing away the burning pain. I groaned, rolling onto my back. Bruises throbbed on my back. I stared up at the ceiling, I hated living here, wanting to escape. To take some control over things. I wanted to have the strength to fight back.

My phone in my pocket dinged. A text message.

"Fuck," I groaned, every movement made my body throb. Burning ache rippled through my body. I pulled it out and stared at it, frowning.

CONGRATULATIONS Randy Lyon!!!

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product! The Halo is the answer to all your life's needs. Tired of your father's angry demands? Tired of feeling like you have no control?

Well you're in luck. Our patented Halo mind control technology will allow you to take control of the people in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as excited as we are by this amazing possibility. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the TWELVE lucky candidates to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to seize your new life!

Your package should arrive in moments by drone. Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

President of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

"Fuck," I groaned, my body too sore to even process whatever stupid shit this message meant. Probably pussyhunter69 getting back at me for dropping the game in the middle of a match.

The pain in my back grew. I wanted to lie here, never moving again, but soon the bruises throbbed to much. With a grunt, I forced myself to stand. Sweat dripped down my face as I stood, bracing against the refrigerator's handle. I pushed off of it and stumbled forward. My dad already snored in his chair, passed out from the exertion of his beating.

My fist clenched. I could just punch him right in the face and...

My stomach twisted, a clammy writhe rippling through me. He'd just beat me again.

I trudged up the stairs and barreled through my door into my room. I collapsed on my bed, lying on my belly. I rested my head on my pillow, trying to ignore the pulsing aches of the bruises on my back. I'd feel this beating for days.

"Fucking Valarie," I muttered.

The doorbell rang.

I didn't give a shit.

I just stared at my TV, a rectangular glare from my window shining in the upper right corner. I didn't have the strength to do anything. Frustrated pain rose through me, stinging my eyes. I squeezed them shut, fighting the emotion wanting to spill out of me. The back of my throat burned. My teeth ground together.

"You got a package," Alison said.

"What?" I opened my eyes to see my sister walking in through my open door, wearing a pair of jeans and a frilly, pink shirt. She closed it behind her with a push of her sock-clad foot.

"A package," she said, holding a brown box in it. "I think a drone delivered it. I thought I saw it flying over the Wilson's house."

Drone? The text message popped into my mind. But I just didn't care because I saw what was on the pack: the bright blue ice pack.

Alison set the box on the floor then she scooped off the ice pack and pulled up my t-shirt. She winced, shaking her head, her eyes growing watery. She placed the pack down on one of those pulsing, throbbing centers of hurt on my back.

Ice soothed it away. I groaned at the numbing touch. "Thanks."

"It makes me so angry that he does that to you," she said, sitting on the bed beside her. "I know you didn't steal that beer."

"Yeah, well, Valarie shook her tits at dad and blamed it all on me," I groaned.

Alison made a disgruntled sound from her throat.

"You shouldn't stick around here," she said. "You have a job. You could find your own place."

"And who's going to take his beatings then?" I stared at her. "Valarie shakes her tits, and Livie just has to flutter her eyes and cry like a baby."

Alison gave me such a sad smile. Her eyes swam with liquid emotion. She looked away, clearing her throat. Then she picked up the package and pulled it onto her lap. She stroked the cardboard, brushing the packing tape sealing it closed.

"It's so unusual," she said after a moment, her voice strained, tight. "There's no return address on here. No shipping labels. Just your name."

"Weird," I grunted, wanting to hug her, but that meant moving. And the ice pack felt so amazing, the cold seeping through my back, driving back the heat.

"Well, let's see what it is," my sister said.

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Alex smiled as the feed on his mother's computer appeared. The drone's had installed the spy cameras through the new god's house. Alexis took his hand, giving it a squeeze, the fraternal twins eager to see what their new god had to teach.

Their mother sat, gingerly, at her computer, manipulating the cameras. She cycled it through the house, new security camera feeds flashing across the screen. A man with a beer gut snored on a recliner appeared in one, the TV playing before him. A eighteen-year-old girl lay on her back, texting on her phone in the next. Then an older girl, twenty with big tits and bleached-blonde hair, walked out the front door.

"There he is," Deidre Icke said on the next shift. She pointed at the god lying on his stomach on his bad, an ice pack on his back. A girl his age, both nineteen or twenty, sat beside him. "Randy Lyon and his middle sister, Alison."

"He has a sister?" Alexis said.

"Three," their mother answered.

"Well, let's see what it is," Alison said, her words sounding tinny through the cheap computer speakers. She ran her hands across the box the Institute sent Randy, holding it on her lap.

"Please, please, reveal it," prayed the naked Alexis, making her young, firm breasts jiggle.

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"It's a mind control device," I said, remembering what the text message said as my sister pried at the tape sealing the strange package closed.

"Uh-huh. Been ordering dumb stuff off the back of a comic book again?" The tape ripped, taking strips of cardboard with it. "Like those X-ray glasses."

"I was ten," I said with a flush. Mom was still alive then and Dad still worked. "I wouldn't waste money on something like that now."

"Yeah, it's not a video game," she said, amusement in her voice.

My cheeks warmed more. I shifted and pushed down the twisting guilt. I worked a lot of overtime to buy my PlayStation 4.

"Well, if you didn't order it," she said, pulling out a piece of Styrofoam and setting it aside, "then how do you know what this is?"

"Text message. A weird one. I thought it was a prank from one of my friends."

"Right, a prank," she said, pulling out a gold ring that looked like a circlet, sized big enough to fit my head. She furrowed her brow, staring at it. "Do you think I'm that gullible, Randy?"

"Well, you did believe me when I told you that the X-ray glasses worked but couldn't see through metal."

She smiled. "I was nine. And I didn't want you to see my panties."

"Mom did not appreciate you running around with her baking sheets covering your body."

My sister giggled for a moment, twisting the golden ring between her fingers. "No, she did not."

"So you're gullible."

"I was nine," she said, giving me a direct look. "You're the one that bought them. And since you're eleven months older than me, you should have known better." Then, before I could object, she placed the golden ring on my head.

I gasped at the heat swelling about my head. Alison gave a shriek and thru herself back so hard that she fell off my bed. The band prickled about my skull. My brain fuzzed for a moment. My entire body shook and the pain... The throbbing, aching, pulsing bruises across my body, the ones not numbed by the ice pack, faded away. The soreness vanished.

"I-it melted," she gasped. "It melted into your head."

"What?" My thoughts prickled.

"It just glowed for a moment and then... dissolved into your head."

I sat up, the ice pack falling off my back. I grabbed my head, running my hands through my hair, searching for the gold ring. I felt her set it on me. And... Nothing. My fingers stroked through my short, dark hair. Frown, I looked around on the bed for it. it must have fallen off. It couldn't have melted into me.

"Stop trying to prank me," I said, the prickles rippling across my mind. "Where did it go?"

"I'm not pranking you," my sister said, her voice tight. "It melted into your head." She grabbed her own temples. "How are you making me talk. I can feel you... In my head!"

"What?" Prickling thoughts.

"You're... making me speak," she said.

I frowned at her then shook my head. "Right, right, the mind-control. How far are you going to commit to this?" I rubbed my head, these fuzzing tingles were getting annoying.

"I don't have a choice," she said, sitting up. "Who sent this to you?" She grabbed the box and pulled out an instruction manual. "The Institute of Apotheosis? What is that?"

"Apotheosis means falling towards divinity," I said. "It's a Greek term for something becoming a god."

"You are such a nerd," Alison said, her eyes flicking to a bookshelf covered in Brandon Sanderson, Steven Erikson, R.A. Salvatore, Kevin J. Anderson, Robert Jordan, R. Scott Bakker, and Terry Goodkind books. Then she opened the manual and flipped through it, her eyebrows furrowing.

"What?" I asked her, a tiny prickle dancing on my thoughts, not as bad as the last ones.

"It says the halo contained nanomachines that have bonded with your mind. It gives you the power to project your brainwaves onto another person and control them." She looked up at me. "Why would they send this to you? I mean, you're my brother. You're nothing special or important."

"Because I'm a nerd," I said, shrugging. What game was she up to? How far would she take this? I had to find out. "Stand on one foot."

My thoughts buzzed worse.

She hopped up to her feet and then put all her weight on her right, shifting around as she clutched the manual. She balanced, staring at me, her face a weird mix of emotions, almost fear and almost... awe.

"I didn't even have a choice," she said, lowering her left foot to the ground. "I just had to do it."

"And yet you stopped balancing on one foot," I pointed out, knowing I had her now.

"Well, you didn't tell me I had to stand like that forever," she said defensively.

"Fine, stand on one foot until I tell you otherwise." My forehead creased against the prickling. That was damned annoying.

Alison balanced on her right leg again, giving me such an annoyed look. "You have the power to control my body, and this is what you want to do with it?"

I gave her such a weird look. "Why, what would you want me to do with it?"

Needles stabbed into my brain. Sweat broke out across my head. I grabbed my temple, groaning.

At the same time, my sister said, "To force me to tell all my secrets that I've been hiding from you."

I blinked at that. What was going on here? Bracing myself against the sensations assaulting my thoughts, I asked, "If you don't want me to know about your secrets, why did you just answer the question that way?"

"Because I want you to know," she said, her face going beat red, her eyes wild. She waved her arms, fighting to hold her balance. "I'm just too embarrassed to ever let you know." She pleaded at me with her eyes, but I couldn't tell if she wanted me to stop or keeping going. "Unless you... make me."

"Well, what's your secret?" I asked. How would she try to trick me with this game?

"That I want to have sex with you!" She screamed out the words. She let out a whimpering groan, her arms windmilling to keep her balance. "I masturbate thinking about you all the time. I want you to be my first. I love you, Randy. I want you so badly."

My dick became a tent pole in my jeans. Heat flushed through my body. Pictures of my sister lying on her back, her round breasts jiggling naked, her hands plunged between her thighs, assaulted my mind. My heart pounded as I stared at her.

"Oh, god, oh, god," she said. "Can I put my foot down? This is hard enough without fighting to keep my balance."

"You want to have sex with me?"

"So badly." She shivered which made her teeter. She let out a little screech, as she leaned too far forward. She threw her weight backward to try and stop her fall. But she over-corrected. "No!"

Alison crashed onto her back.

I gained my feet to help her, a laugh about to burst from my lips. Served her right to take the game this far. But a look of panic shot across her face. She scrambled to get back up, whimpering like a hurt puppy. She gained her feet and immediately went to balancing on one foot. Tears fell down her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I tried, Randy. I tried to obey you. I'm so sorry."

Jesus. Seeing the tears flood down her cheeks made me swallow. She wasn't playing around. She couldn't fake that desperate apology. Disobeying me had freaked her out. And she hadn't even done it on purpose. She just lost her balance.

"It's okay," I told her, a tiny crackle danced on my thoughts, just the lightest of buzzing. "You don't have to cry. You didn't do anything wrong. You can stand on both your feet."

The moment her left foot touched the ground, she threw herself at me. Her arms went around my neck. I became so aware of my younger sister's body against mine, her breasts so round, her figure slender and lithe. She almost had my height, a few inches shorter. My arms went around her without thought, holding her close.

My dick throbbed. The ache swelled in it. Her confession filled my mind.

I stared at her, my thoughts racing, my balls growing so tense, so full of cum. That ache grew at the tip of my dick. "You really want to have sex with me?"

"Yes!" She tightened her arms. "I know it's wrong and disgusting. I know I shouldn't have these depraved thoughts. I just can't help myself. They consume me. I want you so badly. I want to make love to you. I'm such a terrible person."

Incest was wrong, and yet... She wanted me. A girl, even if she was my own sister, wanted me. And she was in my arms. If I told her to, she would have sex with me. My sister. Alison. The one member of my family that wasn't terrible to me. That cared about me. I could turn her into a slut like Valarie. I could fuck her so hard.

A cold twist writhed through my stomach.

Why would I want to do that to Alison? Why would I want to hurt her? I would never hurt her.

"D-do you think I'm disgusting?" she asked.

"No," I told her. "I don't. It's..."

She pressed against me, squirming her hips and grinding her crotch against my dick. It throbbed in my jeans. Tingles raced through my body. My sister felt so good against me. So warm and lithe. I swallowed, my heart pounding in my chest.

"Then..." She shook. "Then you can tell me... Tell me it's okay. Tell me I don't have to feel guilty for wanting to love you. Mind-control it away!"

"If you didn't feel guilty, if you didn't think incest was wrong, what would you do?" I asked.

"Kiss you," she whispered. "I've wanted to do it so many times. I've wanted to just confess my shameful feelings to you. I thought... I thought you would hate me. I feel so terrible just having these desires." She ground against me. "But you're so hard right now. Please, please, take it away from me."

I stood there, realizing what she wanted. What I wanted. My hands drifted down her back. Incest was wrong... But my cock didn't care that she was my sister. She felt so wonderful in my arms. So lithe and beautiful.

"Incest isn't wrong," I ordered. Needles jabbed so deep into my brain. Darkness fuzzed across my vision. "You never have to feel guilty for wanting to have sex with your brother. It's okay for brothers and sisters to love each other."

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"Yes!" Alexis said and threw herself at her brother.

Joy beat through Alex's heart as his naked twins sister planted her hot lips on his, pushing him back. He felt his parents watching them sink to the floor of his mother's office, Alexis pulling at his clothing, stripping him naked as she ground atop him.

It was allowed. A god had declared it. He could make love to his sister. His dick had never been harder.

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Alison let out such a relived moan into my neck. Then she pulled her head back. Her puffy eyes stared into mine. The tear stains on her cheeks combined with her smile to make her so radiant, so feminine and alluring. She didn't have to be perfect to be beautiful. She could be so natural, so raw, and light up my soul.

Then her lips met mine. Dry, at first, like mine were. But then we moved them together. I closed my eyes, kissing my first girl. I held her tight against me, loving the taste of her. The feel of her. She shuddered against me, her tongue brushing my lips, caressing them.

My heart pounded faster and faster. My blood surged through my veins. Boiling heat washed through my entire body. My dick pulsed and throbbed, struggling to break free of my jeans. I cupped her ass through her pants, squeezing those pliant cheeks through rough denim. I moaned into the kiss.

I loved my sister, too.

Our kiss grew hotter and hotter. Our tongues joined the fun, brushing each other, teaching each other. Her hands shoved up my t-shirt, rubbing at my naked back. I didn't feel any pain from my bruises as she touched me, her fingers stroking fire across my back.

The fire raced to my cock. An inferno ignited.

I broke the kiss. "Alison..."

"Just order me," she said. "Order me to have sex with you. Command me. Make me do it." She had such a breathy voice, so wanton. "Control me!"

"Strip us naked and then we're going to make love," I ordered, my thoughts fuzzing like thick wool ran across them. "Right now."

"Yes!" she moaned, her eyes so wide. "You're making me do what I've always wanted. Ooh, yes, you can make me do anything." She pulled off my shirt. "You could make me suck your cock. Or do anal. I'd have to let you fuck your dick into my asshole if you ordered me to. And swallow. I'll swallow all your cum if you tell me to."

"Always," I groaned. "You'll swallow every drop."

"And I'll have to let you cum in my pussy. No protection. You could breed me. I wouldn't have a choice. I'd have to let you just flood my unprotected snatch."

I realized these were her fantasies, all the things she'd been so ashamed of thinking about while masturbating. My dick throbbed at the last one. Breeding her? Why did that sound like the hottest thing in the world?

"Brothers should always breed their sisters," I groaned as she threw my t-shirt to the ground then ripped off her own.

"Yes, yes, yes," she gasped, peeling off her top and revealing her round breasts constrained in a light-blue bra, her nipples dimpling the cups. "I have to let you! You made me want this!"

She attacked her jeans with a frantic need to strip naked. I just watched her shove them down her hips, her panties matching her bra. A dark spot spread from her panties' crotch. She was wet. She wanted this so badly. She kicked off her jeans, leaving them in a messy pile on the floor, half inside-out before she reached behind her.

"Oh, yes," I groaned as she slipped off her bra, revealing the first ever pair of live breasts. "A brother can touch his sister's tits whenever he wants."

Prickling.

"Of course!" she moaned. "Where else can he touch her?" she asked with such eagerness. She shoved down her panties, a trimmed, light-brown bush adorned with her juices, hiding her treasure.

"Her pussy! Her ass! Her entire body!" I groaned as she stepped out of her panties. "It's all his to plunder!"

She fell to her knees before me. I groaned at the hottest thing I had ever witnessed, her firm tits jiggling, lust smoldering in her dark eyes. She attacked the fastener of my jeans then ripped down the zipper. She yanked off my pants and boxers in one motion. My dick bounced out before her face. She stared at it, shuddering.

"What?" I asked.

"It's bigger than I imagined." She licked her lips.

"A sister is never afraid of her brother's cock. She loves it."

"Yes!" Alison opened her mouth and swallowed my dick's tip.

I groaned at the feel of her hot mouth around my cock. Her tongue fluttered around the crown as she sucked hard. Her cheeks hollowed as she loved my dick. My balls clenched and tightened. A girl—my sister!—sucked my dick. Gave me a blowjob.

It was incredible. Her mouth felt so wet and warm about it. The sensations shot through me. My balls boiled in an instant. I wanted to enjoy this, to savor her lips sliding up and down my dick, but I couldn't. It felt so good.

And I hadn't jacked off today.

"Alison!" I moaned as my cock erupted. "Sisters always swallow!"

She gulped down my cum as it spurted into her mouth. The pleasure shot through me. Pulsing rapture that had me gasping and groaning. I grabbed her brown hair for support, clutching a fistful of it as my body swayed. It was incredible. It made masturbation feel so pathetic. Her mouth sucked at my cock as it spurted, making every blast feel more intense.

More powerful.

More right.

I should be cumming in mouths and pussies, not wasting it on my stomach. My sister needed this jizz. She swallowed it with such moaning passion, enjoying what she had long fantasized about. Her eyes smoldered with her joy.

"Damn," I grunted as the last spurt fired into her mouth. She sucked hard, gathering out the last drops.

Then she popped her mouth off and opened it wide, making an aaahhing sound. She had no cum in it.

"Good," I panted. "That was good."

"Uh-huh," she squirmed, stroking her dick. "Are you going to breed me now?"

It was tempting, but I looked down at my sister squirming her hips. She had a wet pussy and... I had watched a lot of porn. There were things I wanted to try before her pussy became too messy with my spunk.

"Lie down on my bed so I can eat your pussy!" I said. My thoughts hardly tingled at all.

"Yes!" she squealed and hopped up to her feet. She darted to the bed and threw herself down on it, legs spread wide. Through her bush, I could see the tight slit of her pussy part to show off her pink, wet flesh. "Sisters have to let their brothers touch their pussies whenever they want."

"That's right," I groaned, advancing on her, licking my lips. "And you want it all the time, don't you?"

"All the time," she panted. "Thank you for taking away the guilt. For letting me enjoy this."

I paused, staring down at her. "Of course. I love you, Alison."

She shuddered on the bed, her eyes so wide like that was the greatest thing she'd ever heard in her life. She spread her legs even wider, practically doing the splits. Her breasts jiggled, piled into two firm mounds on her chest.

"Feast on my cunt, Randy!" she moaned. "Then breed me. Breed your sister! Brothers have to breed their sisters."

"Yes!" I groaned and buried my face into her pussy.

She. Tasted. Amazing.

My tongue slid through her folds, gathering her tangy flavor. Her narrow face twisted with rapture. Her entire body heaved as my tongue flicked her clit peeking out of its folds. Her legs spasmed. The bed creaked.

"Randy!" she moaned. "Oh, Randy, yes, feast on me!"

I feasted.

I grabbed her thighs, feeling her silky-smooth flesh beneath my palms and fingers, as I devoured her pussy. Her pubic hairs caressed my cheeks as I pressed my face tight into her snatch. I licked and flicked my tongue through her folds. I devoured every bit of her. I enjoyed her. Savored her tangy cream pouring out of her and onto my tongue. I dived through her folds and brushed a membrane stretched across her pussy's entrance.

Her cherry.

My dick throbbed. I hadn't gone soft like I normally would after cumming. I groaned, my cock twitching with my pounding heart as I feasted on my sister's delicious snatch. I licked and lapped, sliding my tongue up and down my folds. I didn't know what I was doing, I just had to taste her everywhere.

And she loved it.

"Randy!" she whimpered over and over. "Randy!"

Her face turned redder and redder. Her hands squeezed her firm tits as she undulated her hips. She ground her cunt on my mouth as she shuddered and panted. She sucked in deep breaths between moaning my name while more and more of her tangy juices flooded my mouth.

I lapped up every drop I could, my tongue brushing her clit. She shuddered. I flicked her clit again. She moaned and squeezed her tits. She liked that. She liked that a lot. So I attacked her bud. I flicked and swirled my tongue about it, I stroked in fast circles around it. And then I sucked on it.

"Randy!" she shrieked.

Juices squirted from her pussy. I jumped back in shock, her cream flooding down my face as my sister thrashed on my bed. She moaned out in incoherent passion as I realized she came. That she'd ejaculated and coated me in her tangy delight.

I loved it. She looked so beautiful convulsing on my bed, her cream flooding out of her, making a wet spot on the bed spread. I shuddered, my heart pounding as I drank in the sight of her. My dick throbbed and ached.

"Yes, yes, breed me, brother!" she moaned. "You have to. Brothers have to breed their sisters!"

"They do," I panted, grabbing my cock.

"And you have to touch my pussy whenever you want," she added, fingers digging so deep into her tits. "And I know you want to touch my pussy right now."

I wanted that forbidden, incestuous contact of our flesh. The union of our bodies. I licked my lips, tasting more of her tangy passion. With a growl, I pounced on her. I landed on her body, the bed creaking beneath her. Her hands shot down, grasping my dick.

With a naughty smile spreading across her flushed cheeks, she brought me to her virgin pussy. She pressed me right against her cherry. She rubbed my dick up and down her dripping snatch. She was so hot.

"Breed me, brother!" she moaned. "I love you so much. I want to have your baby even if I didn't have to be bred by you."

"I love you," I grunted and thrust my cock.

I popped my sister's cherry.

I sank into her hot, untouched depths. Her incestuous sheath sank around my cock. I groaned. We came from the same flesh. From the same womb. We had the same DNA inside of us. This was so wrong. So forbidden.

And it felt so amazing.

I kissed my sister hard, letting her taste her pussy as I fucked her cunt. My hips moved on their own, pumping with a desperate need. I was in my first girl. My sister... I was fucking my sister. This was incredible.

I groaned into the kiss, the pleasure caressing my dick. Delight spilled through me. An ache built and built at the tip, driving me to plow forward. My balls smacked into her taint, growing tighter as my next load of cum built in them.

Jizz that would fertilize my sister's egg and breed her.

I fucked her harder. I wanted to take my time, but I was too horny. This was all to much. My sister was my whore. I could make the woman I love do anything. And that would turn her on. She would cum so hard for me, doing any perverted thing I wanted.

And I had other sisters.

I broke the kiss, "Holy shit!" I panted. "I can get people to do anything."

"Anything!" she moaned, her eyes so wide. "You have to breed that bitch-slut Valarie and the crybaby. They're your sisters, too."

"But you're my favorite," I told her.

She beamed at me, her pussy clenching down so hard on my thrusting dick. And that made her cunt feel even better. The silky friction burned around my dick. The heat sank through my shaft to my balls, bringing my cum closer to erupting into her fertile depths.

I kissed her again, her breasts rubbing on my chest. I loved the feel of her beneath me, her thighs locked about my waist, our bodies intertwined. United. Oh, we would do such naughty things together. We would fuck each other so hard. We would turn Valarie into a whore and Livie... Livie into a baby-slut. I would fuck her eighteen-year-old pussy so hard.

Together with my favorite sister.

Our tongues wrestled as our bodies pumped together. My dick pistoned in and out of her pussy faster and faster. My balls smacked on her flesh. I held my sister, loving the feel of her. Loving her so much.

"Alison!" I groaned, breaking the kiss, so close to cumming. My dick throbbed, ached. I hit that point where I couldn't stop thrusting, on the verge of erupting. I just needed a few more strokes into her hot, tight sheath and I'd spill into her.

"Yes, yes, breed me, Randy! Breed your sister!"

I buried into her.

My balls convulsed.

My cum fired into her.

I flooded my sister's pussy with my incestuous seed. I shuddered as she squealed beneath me. Then her cunt went wild about my dick. Her flesh spasmed about it, milking my cock, increasing the rapture shooting through me.

Intense ecstasy slammed into my mind. I groaned, every muscle in my body buzzing in delight. Stars burst across my eyes, detonating into supernovas celebrating our incestuous passion. My dick quivered inside her pussy as her cunt wrung me dry of every drop.

Euphoria billowed through me as I collapsed on my sister.

"Yes, yes, yes, Randy," she groaned, trembling beneath me. I made her cum again.

"We're going to have—"

"Quit that damned racket!" our father bellowed from below. "The fucking game's on! And when are you going to start dinner? Your little sister's hungry!"

"Livie," I groaned. "She heard us and ran down to tattletale."

"She needs to learn," Alison said, stroking my back. "And so does Dad."

A weight relaxed off my shoulders. I didn't have to be afraid any longer.

To be continued...

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters 2: Baby Sister's Sweet Cherry

mypenname3000

Diary, Anal, Ass to mouth, Blowjob, Exhibitionism, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Mind Control, Virginity

Introduction:

With one sister's cherry popped, Randy sets his eyes on his youngest, the baby of the family!

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Two: Baby Sister's Sweet Cherry

By mypenname3000

Alex groaned a he pumped away at his twin sister's pussy. Alexis whimpered beneath him, her thighs locked around his hips as her hot, wet pussy welcomed his cock with her incestuous passion. The eighteen-year-old boy savored the thrill of pumping away at her cunt, to finally get to enjoy his sister.

Thank you, Randy, he prayed to the newest god to be awakened by a Halo. Thank you for your teachings.

"Oh, Alex," moaned Alexis, her fingernails clawing at his back. "Oh, you're as good as Daddy!"

His hips thrust faster as he fucked her on the floor of his mother's office. He reveled in his parents watching them obey their new god. The Institute of Apotheosis had found Randy Lyon and sent him their device to give him mind-control powers, to awaken in him his godhood potential.

And his first message to the world: sisters had to submit to their brother's touch. They had to let their brothers use their mouths, their pussies, their asses. They had to let their brothers plunder their entire bodies.

And they had to enjoy it.

After the last three gods had taught other forms of incest, Alex finally had the lesson he craved. At last, he was uniting with his twin sister. They'd shared a womb together, and now they could share their passion in the most intimate way possible. He nibbled and sucked on her neck as his balls grew tighter and tighter.

Her pussy grew hotter and hotter. The silky sheath clenched around his dick as she bucked into his thrusts. Her breasts rubbed on his chest as she moaned and gasped. He caressed her sides, loving the silky feel of her body as he reveled in their incest.

"Alexis!" he groaned.

"Cum in me!" she moaned. "You have to cum in me and breed me! Brothers breed their sisters!"

"Yes!" he groaned, his hips thrusting harder, his balls aching to unload his cum into her pussy.

"Give me your seed, brother!"

Hearing her beg for his seed sent a rush of lust through her body. He grunted, the pressure swelling at the tip of his dick. He thrust as hard as he could, grunting and groaning. He needed to erupt in her. He had to dump his cum into her fertile pussy.

He rammed his dick to the hilt in her. His balls tensed. The friction of her silky embrace raced down his dick towards his heavy nuts. His incestuous cum brewed in his depths. He shuddered, his back arching.

"Alexis!" he moaned as his cum spurted into her depths.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped, her pussy spasming at the first splash of his spunk against her cervix. "Breed me, brother!"

"Breed your sister," their mother, the president of the Institute, moaned.

Alex just groaned as the pleasure rushed through him. Dizzy delight surged through his body. Cumming in his sister had the same satisfaction that dumping a load in his mother's cunt had. He shuddered, each blast of cum spurting deep into her snatch. He sucked in deep breaths as he emptied every drop of his spunk into her convulsing twat.

Her flesh rippled about his dick. She trembled beneath him, making the cutest sounds as she came. He shuddered, leaning down to kiss her, sharing their twincest passion. She clutched him tight as she whimpered in delight.

"Ooh, Alex, that was amazing," moaned his twin sister.

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"What are you going to do about Dad?" my sister, Alison, asked as I climbed off of her, my still-hard dick sliding out of her pussy. My cum followed, spilling white out of her deflowered pussy to mat down her brown bush.

The sight of her made my dick throb. I wanted to enjoy her again and again. Alison was my favorite sister. Really, she was the only member of my family that I could stand. My oldest sister was a slut and a bitch who blamed everything she did on me, letting Dad perv on her curvy body to get her way. Livie, my eighteen-year-old, younger sister played the baby, crying at the drop of the hat to wheedle something out of Dad.

And Dad...

The asshole was an abusive alcoholic who was on disability because he hurt his "back." Ever since Mom died, he didn't do shit for the family. He just sat on his recliner, pounding beers, and watching TV. When he got mad, he took it out of on me, beating me while I was too much of a coward to fight back.

Even now, hearing him bellowing for me to start dinner because Livie was hungry, a sick twist writhed through my stomach. Only a half-hour ago, he had delivered a hard beating because my slut-sister Valarie blamed me for drinking his beer that she probably stole herself.

Dad still had the large frame working construction had given him. I felt like a kid before him even though I was twenty and had his height. Even drunk, with his beer gut stretching out the front of his stained t-shirt, he intimidated me.

But I didn't have to be afraid any longer. I had the Halo. I had mind-control powers. I had just used them on my sister, Alison. She'd confessed that she wanted to have sex with me and felt so guilty about having such incestuous desires. She begged me to take away her shame and to make her my complete slut.

I did. And I had enjoyed her.

She pressed her body up against me. "Well, Randy? How are you going to make him pay?"

I clenched my fists. "I have a few ideas."

"Good," she said, her arms slipping around my neck. "I'm going to be right there with you."

Her eyes swam before me. Despite the wild freak I'd unleashed moments ago, the same Alison I'd known all my life stared at me. I'd just removed a plug in her, the block holding her back from enjoying her fantasies. But her love... Her love shone through her wanton passions. Her affections bathed me and I swelled in them. Her warmth touched me, sustained me.

Her lips kissed mine, full of her confidence. Her arms tightened about my neck. It wasn't that wild passion we just shared, but something gentler. Something more than what we shared before the Halo, the kiss lovers would share.

"I said get your ass down here!" bellowed Dad.

I broke the kiss, irritation swelling through me. "We can't keep him waiting," I said with a sneer. "Let's go."

My thoughts had the tiniest of tingles, a sensation of my mind-control powers working. I think the more my thoughts pricked, the more I was overwriting someone's mind. Alison must want to do this, so it didn't take much to convince her to follow me.

Just like it didn't take that much to start ordering her to have sex with me. She loved me and wanted to be with me.

That bolstered my ego as I strode out of my room. Alison trailed after. We were both naked, and I didn't give a fuck. I felt swollen with power. It was time to assert my dominance in the household. To put that piece of shit sperm donor in his place. He didn't deserve to be a father. Not after how he treated us.

When Alison was pregnant—she'd begged me to command her to let me breed her—I'd be a far, far better dad to my child. Son or daughter, I'd treat them right. I'd let them feel loved, not like they were a useless waste of space.

"Shouldn't we get dressed?" Alison asked, taking my hand in hers. She had such a slim, delicate grip. Holding her hand swelled my resolve. I needed to protect her, too.

"I want you naked right now," I said, my thoughts prickling harder.

"Oh, yes, make me go naked," she moaned, her voice sounding so throaty. She squeezed my hand. "With your cum dripping out of me. Proof that you're trying to breed me. That you're trying to breed your little sister. Brothers have to breed their sisters."

"That turns you on, doesn't it?"

"So much," she groaned as we reached the stairs. "It makes me cum so hard. I would masturbate imagining you firing your cum into me and knocking me up."

"You are a freak," I said as we trooped down the stairs. "I love it."

"I'm glad," she said, squeezing my hand. "Keep ordering me to do all the perverted stuff I used to be so ashamed of. I want to share all my passions with you, Randy."

"I will."

"Thanks. Love you so much!"

Another wave of joyful euphoria washed through me.

We reached the first floor. It felt so weird being naked down here. I had done it once in the rare time that my Dad had left the house and my three sisters weren't home. Part of me wanted to run upstairs, my instincts screaming at me, asking me what I was doing. A hot flush swelled up through my face, warming my cheeks.

But I had power. I could make people do what I want. I had no idea why this crazy company, the Institute of Apotheosis, sent me a device that could control people. It made no sense to me unless they really were trying to turn me into a god.

Me!

I felt incredible since Alison put the Halo on my head. I had taken a bad beating from Dad and my body wasn't even sore any longer. My cock was still hard after pumping two loads of cum into my sister's body. I should be soft right now, but I was rearing for more.

The halo gave me more than mind-control. I wonder what else I would develop?

"They were having sex, Dad," Livie whined in her petulant voice from the living room. "It was disgusting. You have to go talk to them."

"What?" the bleary words of our dad groaned. "Who was having sex? Your sister brought a boy over?"

"No, no, Randy and Alison," Livie whined. You'd never know she was eighteen. She sounded four. She always tattled on everyone else, running to Dad with tears in her eyes. It kept him from abusing her, which meant Alison and I took the burnt of it.

And I did all I could to protect Alison from being hit.

"What?" he growled. "I thought you just wanted dinner."

"No, Dad, they're..." Her words trailed off as Alison and I entered the living room.

My younger sister had a petite body. Her features looked like a more girlish form of Alison's narrow face. She had black hair instead of Alison's light-brown, and kept it in a girlish braid that fell down her back. She wore pink clothing, frilly and dainty. She shuddered at the sight of us. Tears welled in her brown eyes as she gasped.

"Oh, Dad, look, they're naked and..." She clapped her hands over her eyes. "They're such perverts!"

Dad, sitting in his brown recliner, a can of his favorite brand of beer, Coors, clutched in his hand. These days, lifting the drink to his mouth was as much exercise as he got. He turned his head, his eyes red, his face flushed and oily. His shirt had ridden up, revealing his fat, hairy belly.

Disgusting pig.

He blinked as he stared at Alison and me. My nineteen-year-old sister pressed her body against mine, her round breasts rubbing on my arm and back, her nipples hard. I felt her bush tickling my hip. Her body tensed, like she was bristling.

"What the fuck?" Dad groaned. "Why are you naked? Fucking little shit? And your sister, too?"

"She has his juices leaking out of her, Dad!" Livie whined, trembling. "It's so gross. They were having sex! Sex!"

"Yes, we were!" Alison snapped. "Sisters have to let their brothers do naughty things to them!" She shuddered against me. "Especially if they love their brothers already!"

The recliner groaned as Dad rose, his gut swaying before him. He thew his empty beer can to the floor, joining a few other crumpled remnants. A rumbling burp escaped his lips as he advanced on me, his steps unsteady.

"Dad, stop!" I growled, focusing on him.

My thoughts prickled.

Dad stopped walking. He blinked, bleary confusion filling his eyes while his forehead furrowed. His body trembled like he fought against unseen bonds. He snorted like a bull, his face growing crimson as he strained against my orders.

"Things are going to change around here," I snarled, my anger bubbling through me. My fists clenched, my body trembling. "First, you are never touching alcohol again. You'll—" My thoughts burned. A thousand needles stabbed into my mind. My words cut off into a groan as my vision fuzzed black for a moment. I didn't care. "It makes you sick. Beer, wine, spirits. It doesn't matter. Any alcohol wants to make you throw up."

The pain flared through my mind, but I talked through them, my words growing tighter. When I finished, I sucked in deep breaths, the discomfort retreating as my commands rewrote my dad's mind.

"What nonsense are you talking 'bout," he growled. He shook his head. "Randy, when I figure out how to walk again, I'm going to beat your ass red. Teach you to talk—"

"Shut up!" I snarled. My thoughts buzzed. "You talk when I give you permission!"

"W-what is going on?" Livie asked. She looked up at our dad. "Why aren't you stopping him?" She gave our dad such a pleading looks, her eye swimming in tears. It made them look larger, making her look more vulnerable. Part of me wanted to give her a hug, to comfort the little girl and...

She wasn't a little girl.

"Livie, if you want to act like a baby, then suck your thumb, shut up, and sit your ass down." The prickles ran across my brain again.

Livie gasped, glaring at me even as her right thumb popped into her mouth and she sank down to sit on the floor, legs crossed. She sucked on her thumb, her pink lips pursed around it, her cheeks hollowing. My dick throbbed at the sight. Her eyes were so wide. She trembled, and I half-expected her to make whimpering sounds.

But I told her to be quiet.

Dad made muffled grunts. His jaw worked like he was trying to speak. He shook his head, his eyes wild with panic. His entire body swayed. He wanted to move, but couldn't. I grinned at him, savoring his powerlessness. He'd never make me feel helpless again.

"You can talk, Dad."

"What the fuck is going on?" he bellowed. "What are you doing to me?"

"Taking charge of this house!" My anger surged through me, exploding out with my words. "You're not the man of the house any longer! I'm stepping up! You gave it up when you turned into an alcoholic asshole. You think you can just hit us and sit there on the recliner drinking your fucking beer? You think this is still your fucking house when Alison and I do all the chores? When my part-time job helps pay the bills and feed us?

"You think you get the right to hit me? Does it make you feel like you're a real man? Huh? Because you can beat your fucking son?" My body trembled. I raised my fist, staring at his face as he stood there, unable to move. "Don't even fucking defend yourself! Keep your arms at your side!"

"Yes," Alison whispered as I advanced, pulling away from her.

Livie trembled, tears falling down her face. She sucked louder on her thumb. My dad stared at me, his eyes growing wide. His body trembled. He let out a growl, animalistic, almost more of a whimper being masked by bravado.

I raised my fist.

"P-please," he suddenly whimpered, his arms flexing, trying to raise them, but he couldn't.

"How does it feel to be helpless?" I boomed, my voice thundering through the room. "To just have to take it? Huh?"

I wanted to hit him so bad. I wanted to beat his face bloody. To kick him in the stomach while he whimpered on the ground. I stared at him, my body trembling. I sucked in a deep breath. I just needed to hit him. To beat him like he hurt me.

To inflict that same agony on him.

He blubbered more, sounding so pathetic. How was I ever afraid of this asshole? This whiny, pathetic sack of shit could only make himself feel like a man by beating on his children. Disgust swirled through me. And now I would be like him? I would make myself feel powerful by making him hurt.

I didn't want to be anything like this sack of shit before me. I lowered my fist, wanting to throw up. I shook my head. I wouldn't be anything like him. I would be a better father. A better man. A better everything.

"Sit your lard ass down!" I growled. "Shut up and just watch. I'm the man of the house, and I'm going to enjoy all the perks!"

He let out a blubbery whimper and darted for his recliner. It groaned as he slammed himself down into it, not caring at all about his "back." I knew his injury was such BS. He stared up at me as I motioned for Alison to my side.

My sister approached me, my cum staining her thighs, her round breasts bouncing before her. She reached me, touching my shoulder. Her brown eyes were so soft, so understanding. I felt her love for me as her hand caressed down my arm.

"Dad, when I ask you questions, you will answer, otherwise you don't need to talk," I growled, feeling hardly a tingle through my thoughts.

I'd cowed him.

"Understand?"

"Y-yes," he said, voice strained.

"Alison, bend over his chair and brace your hands on the armrest. Let him see those round tits of yours," I growled.

"Ooh, yes, make me do such naughty things, Randy," she moaned, her voice liquid passion.

I couldn't help smiling. It was so hot hearing the wanton way she got off on being mind-controlled. I had to think of naughty, dirty things to make her do so she could have such a hard orgasm. I wanted to make her happy, so I would cause her to scream out in rapture.

She obeyed me, bending over, wiggling her ass at me. I could just see the sides of her boobs swaying back and forth before Dad. His eyes stared at her. My dick grew hard again. Livie still sucked her thumb on the floor, watching with tear-filled eyes.

"Don't look away, Livie," I told her. "I'll be dealing with you, soon." Then I turned my attention to my favorite sister. I rubbed my dick against her sloppy pussy, smearing around my own cum mixed with her cream leaking out of her pussy. "Dad, you want to fuck your daughters, don't you?"

"Yes," he groaned, his voice so strained. "Especially Valarie. She looks so much like your mother."

"And she's been such a cocktease, right?" I asked. "But you also want Alison and Livie, huh?"

"Yes." He looked away from me, staring at his crotch. Was that shame? "I know I shouldn't. But... They're all such beautiful girls and..."

"Are you looking at my tits, Dad?" Alison asked.

Dad didn't answer her.

"Are you?" I demanded. "You have to listen to Alison, too. You have to obey her!" My thoughts prickled.

"I am," he groaned. "They're so round and perky. Just like your mother's were. I..."

"You can't ever touch her!" I snarled. "You can look. You can drool over them. But an abusive asshole, a drunk, doesn't deserve to touch his daughters. I'm taking your place. I'm doing to my sisters what you always wanted! And they'll love it."

"I do," moaned Alison. "I love it when Randy makes me do such nasty things. I love him, Dad. He's rubbing his dick against me. He's going to make me fuck him with my pussy. He's going to breed me. He made me want to be bred by him! He took away all my guilt so I could love like I always wanted to. I want him to fuck me! To use my body whenever he wants.

"He makes me so wet, Dad! Not you!"

Her words made my dick ache and throb so badly. I couldn't stop myself from thrusting into her pussy. I slammed into her cunt. I groaned as I sank into her pussy. Her snatch squeezed down on my dick as I buried into her sloppy depths. She was so wet, mixed with our juices.

I reveled in the incestuous delight of being in my little sister. I groaned, the pleasure rippling down my shaft. My body shuddered. My balls smacked into her clit. She whimpered, slamming her rump back into my thrust, her butt-cheeks jiggling.

"From now on, Dad," I groaned, pounding my sister, revealing in my power and her cunt's silky embrace, "you're never going to cum. You'll still get hardons from your daughter's. But you won't even be able to stroke out an orgasm thinking about them. You'll watch me fuck them and ache and know you'll never get the pleasure I'm experiencing. Besides, you'll be too busy doing all the chores to jerkoff. You'll clean the whole fucking house, you'll cook the meals, and you'll do an amazing job! Understand?"

My thoughts burned. Darkness fuzzed across my vision, then banished away by the pleasure of my sister's pussy.

"Yes," he groaned, his eyes suddenly no longer staring with drooling lust at my sister's tits. He looked disinterested, glancing away.

I grinned, and fucked my sister harder. I drove my cock into the depths of my sister's cunt, my crotch smacking into her bubbly rump over and over. I stared down the sleek sweep of her back to the swell of her ass, loving the sight of her beauty. Her brown hair danced across her back as she moaned and gasped.

She drove her hips back harder and harder, her pussy growing so hot about my dick. She whimpered, her head tossing from side-to-side as she swiveled her hips. She rotated them, swirling her cunt around my thrusting dick, increasing the friction.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me in front of Dad!" moaned Alison. "It's so hot for you to force me to do this! And Livie's watching! She's staring at your dick penetrating my cunt! She's watching you fuck me! Oh, yes!"

"You love it, don't you?" I growled.

"It's so embarrassing!" she groaned. "I feel like a slut!"

"You're my slut!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" she and then she came. Her pussy already spasming about my dick. She moaned, her back arching. Her butt-cheeks clenched as her cunt writhed about my dick.

The silky delight felt incredible. She sucked at my balls, her pussy eager to be flooded by my incestuous spunk. Her juices squirted out of her, bathing my pubic hair, soaking my nuts in her passionate warmth. I groaned, loving the feel.

But that ass... That ass beckoned.

I ripped my cunt out of her pussy and slid it up her taint. I nudged between her butt-cheeks and found her puckered asshole. I groaned at the wrinkled feel of it against my wet dick. My cock ached to penetrate her, to take her final virginity.

"Yes, yes, make me let you fuck my ass," moaned Alison. "The way your favorite slut-sister should."

"You crave my dick fucking your asshole as much as your cunt," I snarled. "Don't you?"

"I do!" she moaned. I didn't even feel a tingle across my thoughts. "I want your dick in my asshole so badly! I would finger my butt while rubbing my virgin cunt imagining it was your dick."

Livie sucked so loudly on her thumb. I could feel her quivering behind me, getting the perfect view of my dick about to thrust into our sister's asshole. It made my balls tense. My cum already wanted to fire out of my cock.

But not yet.

I thrust into her asshole. Dad's recliner rocked as the force of my thrust pressed Alison hard forward. She braced herself on the chair, taking my dick deep into her asshole. Lubed by her juices, I sank into her velvety depths and experienced a new delight of my favorite sister's body.

"Goddamn, I love you, Alison," I moaned as her bowels clenched around my dick. "You are fucking awesome!"

"And you're amazing, Randy!" she whimpered. "You're so deep in my asshole. Fuck me so hard. Pound my asshole! Show me how much you love my body! Because I love your dick. I love you so much! I'll be your slut-sister. Your lover. Your wife. I'll be whatever you want to make me be!"

Wife? She could be...

My hands slide up her side as I draw back my cock through her tight depths. I groaned, the friction incredible on my dick. It made me shiver. I sucked in deep breaths, the rapture racing down to my nuts. My hands reached her tits, squeezing her round mounds.

She moaned, my balls smacking her taint. The meaty sounds echoed through the room, mixing with Livie's thumb-sucking. I shuddered, kneading my sister's breasts. I brushed her hard nipples as I plundered her sweet bowels.

So tight. So hot. So different from her pussy. Not better. Almost equal. But I couldn't breed her asshole. Her pussy edged it out just a smidge. But her velvety depths still felt incredible. Everything about my sister was amazing. I pulled on her nipples, making her squeal and moan.

"Fuck my ass!" she howled, voice so throaty. "Fuck my asshole so hard! Oh, yes, every sister needs to be sodomized by her brother! Needs to feel this amazing cock reaming into her asshole."

"Uh-huh," I groaned, thrusting forward as hard as I could. "That's why you love it. That's why you're going to explode on my dick. Right, slut?"

"Yes!" she whimpered. Her bowels clenched down so hard on my dick. "Oh, yes, yes, yes, fuck me! Ream that dick in and out of my asshole, Randy! Show Livie what she can expect. How she'll have to be your slut, too."

Livie's sucking stopped for a moment.

My dick ached and throbbed in my sister's asshole. I shuddered, Alison's filthy words surging through me. I pinched her nipples hard as I fucked her with all my might. My balls smacked over and over into her taint, the velvety grip of her anal sheath wrapped so tight about my dick.

The pressure swelled in my balls. I wanted to dump my cum into my sister's asshole. My thrusts grew so hard, so fast. I pounded her tight bowels. I groaned, my entire body tensing, preparing to flood her asshole with my spunk.

"I'm going to cum," I groaned.

"Do it!" she howled. "Make me take your cum in all my holes."

"Yes, yes, yes!" I grunted. "Take it! You love my cum spurting into your holes. Or on your body."

"I love your jizz so much, Randy!"

I buried into my sister's asshole. My dick unloaded.

Rapture pumped through my body. Blast after blast of jizz fired into her ass. I pumped her full of my spunk. I groaned, swaying as I unloaded so much into her. I filled her to the brim with my spunk, reveling in the bliss.

She whimpered and groaned, her bowels suddenly writhing about my dick. My sister came again. She was such a hot-assed slut. I loved her so much. I groaned, savoring my third orgasm as she milked my dick, wringing out every drop.

"You're filling my ass with your cum!" she moaned. "Oh, Dad, this is what he gets! He deserves this! He'll fuck us all!"

"Yes," I groaned, the last blast of cum firing into my sister's bowels.

Euphoria buzzed through me as I savored her asshole spasming about my dick. She shuddered and whimpered. I played with her nipples until her orgasm died down in her. I sucked in deep breaths, feeling so strong, so powerful.

Livie sucked her thumb behind me.

"Mmm, now your cock is all dirty," Alison purred, wiggling her hips. "Your sister should suck you clean."

My dick throbbed at the thought of Alison doing ass to mouth. She would be that dirty of a slut to crave it while so virginal still she needed me to order her to do it. I drew my dick out of her asshole. Her sphincter gaped open for a moment, her depths swimming with my pearly jizz.

Then she spun around and pressed against me. "Make Livie suck your dick clean," Alison moaned. "Make the little brat enjoy that dirty, filthy cock. Have her suck my ass off your dick. Look at her sucking her thumb. She's going to be a cock-sucking champ."

"Jesus, you are one filthy slut," I groaned, my perverted passions throbbing through me.

Something flickered across Alison's face. "Y-you like me like this, right?"

"Yes! I love it!"

She beamed at me. "Then do it! Order Livie to suck your dick clean of my asshole!"

Livie shook her head, her tremulous eyes welling with more tears. I knew she could cry on command. I wasn't going to be manipulated by those tears. She sucked so hard on her thumb, her lips wrapped tight about it.

"Livie, sisters love sucking their brothers' dicks," I commanded, my thoughts burning with jabbing prickles, "especially when their brother's dick just fucked another girl's pussy or asshole. You crave that taste. That flavor. All sisters do."

"We do," Alison moaned with such wanton delight. "Now suck our brother's cock clean. You know you want to."

"It makes you wet!" I growled. "Makes your mouth water. It's better than sucking on your thumb. Your thumb is just a substitute. This is what you truly crave."

Livie pulled her thumb out of her mouth. Her eyes were so wide. She blinked, tears clinging to her eye lashes like diamonds. Then she crawled towards me, looking so childish, far younger than her eighteen years. She reached me, her little nose twitching as she inhaled the sour musk of our sister's asshole.

Then she let out a whining moan, opened her mouth wide, and inhaled my cock past her pink lips. I groaned as my baby sister nursed on my dirty cock. She sucked it clean of Alison's asshole, staring up at me, her cheeks growing redder and redder.

"And what are you going to make me do?" Alison asked. "Are you going to make me lick her pussy while she sucks your cock clean. Huh, brother? Are you?"

"Yes," I groaned. "Sisters love to lick each other's pussies."

"Because it makes their brothers happy?"

"Yes! So do it!"

Alison moaned and then darted from me, racing around our baby sister nursing on my dick. I shuddered, grabbing Livie's black braid, holding it in my hand as her cheeks hollowed. Her sucks made my balls shudder. Her blushing cheeks hollowed as she stared up at me.

"You love it, Livie," I growled. "You love sucking on my dick the most when it's just been in Alison's ass or pussy."

She whimpered on my dick and made such sloppy sucking sounds.

Then Alison hauled off Livie's pink shorts and exposed white panties covered in yellow, fuzzy chicks. The baby birds looked like they were dancing on her cute, tight tush. Then Alison pulled those panties down our little sister's ass and revealed her pale rump.

With a hungry moan, Alison leaned down and pressed her face into Livie's pussy. Our baby sister moaned about my cock as she experienced her sister taking a first lick at her pussy. Alison, staring up at me over Livie's body, let out a wanton moan as she savored the flavor of our sister.

"Ooh, Randy, she's got such a tart flavor. I'm so glad you made me eat her pussy. You know what makes me happy."

I smiled at Alison. She was so naughty. She pressed her face into our sister's cunt, and licked away. I shuddered, Livie sucking harder. The pleasure that rippled out of her pussy, stirred by Alison's licking tongue, made my baby sister love my dick more. She fluttered her little tongue against my shaft while sucking and slurping with all her might.

Drool ran out of the corners of her lips as she worked her mouth up and down my shaft. Her eyes grew glassier and glassier while Alison feasted, devouring our little sister's cunt with such enthusiasm. It made my dick throb hearing it, combining with the wet suction of Livie's mouth.

"Oh, Randy, her pussy taste so good," Alison moaned, her hands squeezing and kneading Livie's asshole. "Ooh, yes, she's got such a yummy cunt!"

"Just don't stop. This is the hottest thing in the world." I glanced at Dad. He stared at his daughters, lust in his eyes, his hands clenched. He wanted to jerk off and couldn't. "Make Livie cum sucking my dick."

"Yes!" Alison moaned. "Make me do such naughty things to her. Like lick her asshole, too. That would be so filthy!"

My laughter turned into a groan. "Don't forget to love her asshole, Alison. Sisters love to lick each other's pussy and assholes."

My thoughts tingled. Livie whimpered, receiving the orders, too. Then she whimpered as Alison took a long lick, her tongue diving between our baby sister's butt-cheeks. Alison swirled and rimmed Livie's sphincter before returning to feast on her pussy.

My balls ached and throbbed as Alison feasted. She kept looking up at me as she lapped from pussy to asshole and back down to juicy pussy again. I shuddered, my dick throbbing in Livie's sucking mouth. I gripped her braid tighter, loving the depravity swirling through the living room.

The sounds of wet sucking and juicy licking made my dick boil. I groaned, sucking in deep breaths as both my sisters stared up at me with glassy lust in their eyes. Alison's hands kneaded and massaged Livie's butt-cheeks as she feasted, devouring our baby sister with such naughty passion.

"Yes, that's it," I groaned. "I'm going to cum in your mouth, Livie."

"Sisters always swallow," Alison groaned. "Make her always swallow, Randy!"

"You love my cum, Livie. You gulp it down and swallow every drop. Understand?"

She moaned as my thoughts tingled. My little sister sucked harder. She bobbed her mouth, her hands rubbing my thighs as she pleased me. She wiggled her hips, grinding her hot cunt and puckered sphincter on Alison's hungry mouth.

Then Livie squealed about my dick. Her small body trembled. My eighteen-year-old sister came on Alison's mouth. Livie's passionate moans hummed around my dick. She sucked so hard as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Ooh, her virgin twat is cumming!" Alison moaned. "She's got a cherry, Randy. You have to make her fuck you! Sisters have to let their brothers fuck them and breed them."

"Yes!" I growled, staring down at Livie. "You have to let me use your body. It makes you wet when I touch you. When I fuck you. And you want me to breed you. You want my cum splashing into your fertile depths."

Livie shuddered more. She squealed louder as my thoughts burned and prickled. My commands sank into her, making the babyish girl whimper in utter rapture. She sucked with all her might on my dick as her orgasm surged through her.

I groaned, threw back my head, and unloaded into her suckling mouth. My cum pumped into the brat's mouth. Spurt after spurt flooded into her. She shuddered, trembling. She gulped down my spunk, swallowing every blast as it poured out of me.

I loved it. I shuddered, sucking in such deep breaths as I enjoyed the delight of cumming in my second sister's mouth. The pleasure surged through me as she swallowed. Her face scrunched up. She moaned out with such joy.

She loved every drop of cum that fired out of my dick.

She savored it.

I reveled in the delight. I sucked in such deep breaths as I pumped my jizz over and over into her hungry mouth. I flooded her with every drop of incestuous spunk I could. And she loved it. I saw the delight in her dark eyes.

"That's it, baby sister," Alison moaned. "That's how you please our brother. You love his dick. You have to let him do whatever he wants to you. It makes you so wet."

"And you have to obey Alison," I growled. "After me, she's in charge. She's the queen of the house."

"Randy!" Alison squealed in delight, her lips smeared with our baby sister's pussy. "Yes, yes, yes, I love you so much! Now make her fuck you! Make her roll onto her back, spread her thighs, and beg for you to take her cherry."

"You heard your sister," I growled at Livie. "And take off your top and bra! I want to see your tits."

Livie pulled her mouth off my dick. She panted, her eyes still glazed. Without saying a word, she peeled off her pink top, revealing her small tits, barely more than budding mounds, her nipples pink and puffy. Then she fell onto her back and spread her thighs wide. She whimpered, sucking on her thumb while her left hand rubbed at her pussy in open invitation.

"Yes, yes, yes," moaned Alison. "Ooh, yes, you have to pop her cherry, Randy! And what will I do? You should make me sit on her face! She should have to lick my pussy clean! Don't you think?"

"You just want to have your pussy licked again," I said with a grin.

"I do!" she whimpered. "Make me do it! Make me ride our baby sister's face!"

"Do it!" I growled. "Livie, remember what I said. Sisters love licking each other's pussies especially when I'm watching."

Livie pulled her thumb from her mouth and nodded her head. She licked her lips as Alison straddled her and brought her messy cunt, growing filthier as my cum leaked out of her asshole and ran down to her bush, to Livie's mouth.

Alison shuddered as our baby sister took her first lick of pussy, savoring that tangy delight that I had loved so much earlier. I groaned, bringing my dick to Livie's pussy covered by a sparse bush of black hair. Her juices soaked it from her orgasm, her vulva puffy and aroused, her pussy such a tight slit just begging to be penetrated.

I grinned. Dad lusted after his daughters, but I got to fuck them. Got to take their cherries.

I pressed my dick against my baby sister's pussy, feeling her hymen protecting her innocent depths. I couldn't fight off my lust. I had to be in her incestuous cunt. I had to feel her forbidden flesh wrapped about my dick.

With a groan, I thrust.

Her hymen tore.

She squealed in pain and pleasure, voice muffled by Alison's snatch.

Livie's small breasts jiggled as I buried to the hilt into her cunt. Her tight flesh spread around my cock. I groaned, the rapture shooting through my body as her virgin snatch massaged my dick. The silky friction felt incredible. She squirmed and whimpered into Alison's cunt, stirring her twat about my shaft.

"Fuck her, Randy!" Alison moaned. "You have to breed her! You have to use her! She's your sister!"

Her hands grabbed my shoulders. She leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I shuddered as I drew back my cock, tasting Livie's tart pussy. The very pussy I had invaded with my dick. I groaned, loving the silky sensation of pumping my dick in and out of my sister's eighteen-year-old depths.

My tongue swabbed through Alison's mouth, brushing hers. She trembled, her fingers clenching, as we used our baby sister. My hips thrust and she ground her cunt on Livie's mouth. I groaned, balls, heavy with a new load of incestuous spunk, smacking into Livie's taint.

The pleasure swelled through me. Two virgin pussies in one day. Both my sisters'. This was incredible. I didn't know why that weird company sent me the Halo, but I was so damned thankful to get to experience this bliss.

Livie squealed and moaned as she ate Alison's pussy.

My favorite sister kissed me so hard.

I grunted with every thrust, my balls smacking into Livie so hard. Every thrust built my orgasm.

I couldn't wait to unload in her.

I pounded Livie faster and faster. Her pussy sucked at my dick. Her once-virgin flesh felt incredible. My hands squeezed Alison's hips, clutching her as I fucked our baby sister with all my passion. Waves of pleasure surged through me.

Then Alison threw back her head. "Livie, you little slut, yes! That's my clit. Lick right there and make me explode!"

"Do it!" I snarled. "Make our sister explode. You worship Alison with as much fervent passion as me!"

Alison's eyes widened. She squealed, trembling on our baby sister's face. Her head arched, her round breasts jiggling before her. She squirmed and ground on Livie's mouth, smearing her hot cunt across our baby sister's mouth.

"Drink my cream, baby-slut!" howled Alison. "Just gulp it all down! You love it!"

"You do!" I growled. "You love the flavor of pussy. Especially your sisters' pussies!"

Livie's pussy clenched down hard on my dick as she drank Alison's cream. She whimpered and shuddered. Her small, budding breasts jiggled. Then she squeezed her thighs tight about my hips. Her pussy spasmed about my dick.

My bratty, baby sister came on my cock.

I groaned, plowing into her orgasming cunt. Her young, once-pure flesh writhed and rippled about my dick. It felt incredible. She made the cutest gasps, moaning into Alison's flesh as I plunged over and over into her.

"Is she cumming on your dick?" gasped Alison? "Is she, Randy?"

"So hard. Our baby sister loves my dick!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Alison howled, throwing back her head. I swear another orgasm spilled through her.

Hearing both my sister's cum and plowing into Livie's tight, spasming cunt, sent me over the edge. I rammed into the depths of her fertile pussy. My cum fired into her. I shuddered, aching to breed another of my sister's.

"Take my cum!" I growled. "I'm going to breed you! Your both going to carry my child!"

"Yes!" squealed Alison.

She heaved so hard, she slipped onto her back, spilling off Livie's face. My baby sister stared at me, her eyes glassy and wild. She sucked on her right thumb, her cheeks and chin glistening with Alison's cream.

I groaned, pumping my cum so deep into her eighteen-year-old cunt. I shuddered, the rapture surging through me. My hands grabbed her small, budding breasts, squeezing her little mounds as her pussy milked out ever drop of my seed.

"I'm going to plant a baby in your belly," I moaned.

She shuddered, sucking so nosily on her thumb as her pussy rippled harder about my dick. She trembled and squealed about it. I grinned at her, savoring her cunt massaging out the last of my spunk. My orgasm peaked in me.

Then died into euphoric bliss just in time for my last sister to walk into the door.

Busty, curvy Valarie, her bleached-blonde hair framing her tarted-up face, took two steps and froze. Her eyes widened, her big tits jiggling in her low-cut top. She stared at the incestuous threesome before her. Her keys fell out of her hands.

I grinned at her. It was time to teach my bitch-sister where she belonged.

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Deidre Icke, the Institute's president, squirmed on her ex-husband's lap, her rump burning from being spanked. She deserved her discipline. If she hadn't cheated on Robert, their marriage never would have disintegrated. Cheating wives needed to be punished.

They both watched Alex pumping his cock, greased with Alexis's pussy cream, in and out of his twin sister's asshole. He grunted and she groaned, the twins savoring their incestuous passion. It made Deidre feel so warm. She felt so close to them.

Her ex-husband's arms tightened around her. "Aren't they beautiful?" she asked. "Together at last."

"Yeah," Robert said, his hands rubbing her thighs.

"It's like we're a family again," Deidre sighed. Then she glanced at the screen. "Ooh, the eldest sister is home. Our reports indicate she's quite the slut and manipulates the father with her body, using our new god as a scapegoat."

"I think someone's getting punished," her ex-husband said. To Deidre, he sounded excited.

And so was she. Naughty women needed to be disciplined. She watched the screen as Randy rose, his dick sliding out of his baby sister's newly deflowered cunt. The grin on his face made Deidre shiver in anticipation.

To be continued...

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters 3: Slut Sister's Anal Punishment

mypenname3000

Fiction, Anal, Ass to pussy, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Humiliation, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Spanking, Toys

Introduction:

With is mind-control powers, Randy punishes his older sister for being a cock-teasing bitch!

Brother's Mind-Controlled Sisters

A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research

Chapter Three: Slut Sister's Anal Punishment

By mypenname3000

I had never grinned with such excitement in my entire life. I would enjoy this. My cock slid out of my baby sister's eighteen-year-old pussy as I stood up. My body buzzed with the euphoria from deflowering her snatch. My eldest sister, the Twenty-year-old bitch who always got me in trouble with my abusive father, had such a look of shock on her face.

For once, the bitch was speechless.

Her mouth worked. Her hazel eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. Her normally sultry face looked thunderstruck. Her large breasts rose and fell in the tight, slutty top she liked to wear. Her eyes flicked from Livie on her knees, my cum running out of her snatch, to Alison, my favorite sister, on her back, writhing in delight from the delicious orgasm Livie gave her with her mouth.

"What the fuck!" exploded from Valarie's mouth when she finally recovered her wits. "What did you do to Livie, you little shit?"

She slammed the front door behind her and marched towards me, trying to act like she was the hot shit in the house. Just because our dad was a horny bastard, and she knew it, using her body. She didn't have a problem showing him some TA to get out of trouble.

The bitch blamed everything she did wrong on me. She got me beaten by that drunk bastard not long ago.

My grin just broadened as she stopped before me. She flicked her eyes down to my wet cock then back up to me. "Dad is going to kill you, freak!" she snarled. "And then you're going to spend the rest of your damn life getting ass-raped in prison! Livie, it'll be okay."

Livie sat up, her face smeared with Alison's pussy juices. The petite girl popped her thumb into her mouth, sucking on it like the baby she liked to pretend she was. She didn't tremble as she sat there naked, her body flushed from her orgasms. Her black hair, gathered in a thick braid, swept down her back as she faced Valarie.

"Where is dad?" Valarie gasped. "He's going to..." Her words trailed off as she noticed Dad sitting on his recliner staring at his two naked daughters. He lusted after them, but he could never touch them. He could never even jerk off that hard dick bulging his pants.

I gave him a command early.

"Dad, what is going on?"

The fat alcoholic didn't answer his Valarie. He didn't have permission to talk.

"Dad!" Valarie shouted again. She marched around me. "Why are you just sitting there, Daddy?" She tried to sound seductive, but that normal, sultry purr that she usually had was strangled by something else. I unnerved her. And Dad sitting there, not responding, had her more than frightened. He wasn't passed out drunk like normal but awake, alert. "Daddy, what's wrong? Why are you just sitting there while Randy fucks Livie?"

"How long are you going to let her freak out?" Alison asked me before she hugged me from behind. Her round breasts felt wonderful on my back, her arms sliding around my waist to hug me tight. She rested her head on my shoulder.

"Daddy!" Valarie gasped. She stamped her foot, jiggling her big tits. "Answer me, Daddy."

Dad just shook his head, his eyes locked on her heaving breasts in that tight top. It had to be three sizes too small for her, molding to the outline of her braless tits. God, she was such a slut. A horny bitch, like a naughty bunny. A whore that just had to fuck and fuck, satiating her body.

My dick throbbed as Alison's hands slid down my stomach.

"Daddy, please, say something," Valarie said, her voice growing more and more panicked. "What is going on? He was fucking Livie! And she was... She was going down on Alison! Daddy! Daddy!"

Alison's loving hand grasped my dick. She licked my shaft and stroked it up and down. I fought my groan as she pleasured me. It felt so nice. Her hand pumped just fast enough to stimulate me but not enough to drive me to an orgasm.

Valarie's head snapped around, her bleached-blonde hair swaying around her trembling expression. She sought to master it, to pretend she was in control. She glared at me, but it lacked her usual condescending bite. "What did you do, Randy? What is going on? Alison, stop touching his dick?"

"Why, want to touch it yourself?" Alison asked. "Bored of teasing Dad. Want to shake your tits at our brother now?"

Disgust flicked across Valarie's face. "Eww, like I would do that."

"Oh, so you just like teasing our father with your body?" Alison asked. She stroked my slicked dick a little faster. "A sister should want to fuck her brother. Tell her, Randy, make her want you. Educate her!"

Valarie just shook her head. "Stop jerking off his dick! Put some fucking clothes on! Both of you! I don't know what you did to Dad, but I'm not letting you get away with this perversion, Randy."

She shoved her hand into the pocket of her jeans. They were so tight I bet she had to pour herself into them. They clung to her thighs and her hips. She had a plump cameltoe shown prominently at the front.

Whore wanted every guy to look at her.

She produced her phone.

"Stop," I growled. My thoughts prickled hard, little spots of pain rippling across my brain as my new mind control powers went to work. Thanks to little nanites that had flowed into my mind, I could rewrite my brainwaves over another person's. It changed their thoughts and forced them to do what I say.

Alison, whom it turned out had secretly loved me, found it so hot when I mind-controlled her. I took away all her guilt at being in love with her brother and her desires to commit incest, and it unleashed her passions. She had such a kinky, naughty girl hiding inside of her. Without shame, she had nothing holding back her lusts.

I loved it. Loved her.

Valarie's arm froze. Her hand shook, her phone half-raised to her face. Her forehead furrowed. She let out a whimper and shook her head. Then she stared at me. "W-What did you just do? I... I felt something... In my head."

"I gave you an order, slut," I said. "It's time that someone straightened out this house. I'm in charge now. Isn't that right, Dad?"

"Yeah, Randy," Dad answered, his voice hoarse.

"And that's why you're fucking our little sisters?" Valarie demanded. She stared down at her phone and then her fingers holding it slid across the screen.

"You cannot use your phone without my permission, slut," I ordered. My thoughts burned hard. Darkness washed around my vision. Rewriting her brain, giving her this command, hurt. She didn't like it. It when against her nature. I let out a groan as the trickling sensation passed.

"Y-You... I..." Her thumb froze on her screen. Her breathing came faster and faster. "Stop doing that, you little shit!"

"She really doesn't understand," Alison said, still stroking my dick. "But you will, slut. Randy will teach you what your role is as a sister. Livie just learned, and she loves being a good sister now."

Livie sucked noisily. I glanced down at her and saw her smiling around her thumb. She'd learned to love it. She was happy now. She liked sucking on things. Her thumb. My cock. I taught her that, also.

And it was time to teach my older sister. I savored the panic trembling through Valarie's body, the way her large breasts rose and fell in her top. She cast her head around. I could almost feel her thoughts racing in her mind as she struggled to understand what was going on. Her brain couldn't handle it. Mind control wasn't supposed to be real.

"First, slut, every time you see Dad, you will flash him your tits. You will make sure he sees those breasts you're always teasing him with. He can stare, but he can never touch them, can never enjoy them. Can never jerk off his dick thinking about them again."

Thoughts prickled across my mind. It didn't hurt as much as telling her not to use her phone.

"No!" she shouted at me even as her hands ripped up her top, exposing her big, lush, pillowy breasts. They swayed and jiggled as she spun around, facing our father. She moved to him, almost thrusting them into his face as she stared at me. "How are you doing this, Randy? Get out of my head!"

"Why?" I asked. "You enjoy showing Dad your tits. You're always hovering around him, loving him ogling your body."

"N-No I don't," she sobbed, tears building in her eyes.

"Don't lie to me ever!" I snarled and pain knifed into my mind. I shook my head, fighting back the dizzy wave. "Now tell me the truth."

"I hate it!" she hissed. "I hate his eyes on me! His disgusting, bleary eyes lusting after me. But it gets what I want. He doesn't abuse me so long as I can just strut around him and give him a cheap thrill. But this... Please... I don't want to do this... Please, Randy."

"Please?" I asked, anger swirling through my stomach. "Do you know how badly Dad beat me because you lied about me drinking his beer? Oh, right, you fucking cunt, you stood there and watched!"

"I..." She shuddered. "You're a boy. You can take it."

"And you're a slut!" I shouted. "So you can flash your tits at Dad or any other guy I tell you to! As much as it disgusts you, it makes you wet. Feeling Dad's eyes on your tits makes your pussy so hot. So wet. You have a horny cunt now, right? You're feeling it! Getting juicy!"

"Oh, god," she groaned. She shuddered, her hips wiggling. "Yes... Yes, I'm getting wet!" The words sounded ripped from her mouth. "It's making me so hot to feel his slimy eyes on my tits." She shook, her tits swaying right before Dad.

"Look at her," Alison moaned into my ear. "She's so horny. She wants to fuck Dad even though he's so filthy." She licked my ear. She stroked my cock faster and faster. Her hips wiggled, rubbing her bush into my ass. "You're just a filthy sow, Valarie!"

Yes, she was. She was always shaking those big tits, that bleached-blonde hair falling about her youthful face. An idea had popped into my head.

"Enough of that, Valarie," I said. "Go upstairs to my bedroom and fetch my phone. I need to show you something."

My older sister shoved down her top and bolted out of the room. Her feet pounded up the stairs. I heard her racing to my bedroom. She crashed into it. She scrambled around in there, looking for it. She sounded frantic.

"What are you up to?" Alison asked, trembling behind me.

"Having fun," I answered.

She shivered. "Not going to share?"

"Nope."

Livie, still kneeling on her hands and knees, popped her thumb out of her mouth. She scooted closer to me, her small tits jiggling, and then she engulfed the tip of my dick. I groaned as her lips sealed about it and sucked hard on it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue swirled around it as she nursed.

I groaned, staring down at her dark eyes.

"Aww, isn't that cute?" purred Alison as she leaned over me to peer down. "She's found a new pacifier."

"It's her favorite," I groaned. My balls tightened as Livie nursed.

Upstairs, Valarie walked back to the stairs. She didn't hurry like she had to escape the living room. Now she dragged her feet. Each plodding step down the stairs felt laced with fear. I savored it. The bitch deserved far, far worse for what she'd done.

She slunk back into the room, holding my phone out before her, her head downcast. She shifted and squirmed as I took it from her. I opened it up as Livie sucked and slurped on my dick, her small hands clutched at my thighs.

"Are you... Are you going to make me... do that?" Valarie asked as I navigated through my phone.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Well, you are a slut, and sluts satiate their brother's lusts, don't they? They get hot and wet for their brothers. They want to be fucked by him more than any other guy, don't they?"

My thoughts prickled.

Valarie shuddered. "Y-yes, Randy... I... Oh, god, I want you so badly now. You're such a little shit for doing this to me!"

I just grinned at her as I felt Alison leaning over me. "No peeking."

"Fine," Alison said. "I won't spoil your surprise."

I found what I was looking for. I turned my phone around, showing my older sister the product picture. "I want you to go to the nearest sex shop and buy this."

"You're going to use that on me?" she asked, swallowing.

"And since you called me a little shit, offer to blow the clerk for a discount. Now go!"

My command slammed into her. She squeaked and darted for the door. She ripped it open and fled into the night. I grinned in delight at my new powers, pleasure fluttering through my body. Livie kept sucking on my cock, her mouth so hot and wonderful. My baby sister loved it.

"She's going to have such a hot pussy thinking about you using it on her," Alison sighed. "It's a shame she's such a slut. She could have realized how wonderful you are. She could have loved you like I do. At least Livie's learning to love you."

"Yeah, she is," I groaned, staring down at my baby sister. "You're doing a good job, baby sis."

She sucked even harder on my dick. I groaned, my balls tightening. She had such a hunger for what I had. I grabbed her braid, holding it as she fluttered her tongue around the tip. Her head moved, bobbing her mouth up and down my dick, taking as much as she could into her little mouth.

Alison's hands rubbed at my body. She nibbled and sucked at my neck. Her nipples caressed my back, to hard points that felt so wonderful on me. Her bush tickled me, damp with her excitement. I could feel her growing hornier and hornier.

"You want to try and guess which sex toy I sent her to buy, don't you, Alison?" I asked.

"Yes!" she bounced behind me, full of her girlish eagerness. "I'm just dying to know. I can't wait to see you use it on the sow."

"Well, see if you can guess," I said, groaning as I savored Livie's wonderful mouth. I could let her suck on my dick all day long.

"Is it a big vibrator?" Alison asked. "Something that will stretch out her whore-cunt and then make her explode?"

"Nope."

"Anal beads? Do you want to shove them up her ass and then watch them pop out?"

"You know about anal beads?" I asked in surprise.

She shuddered behind me. I imagined her face going crimson with her blush. Her arms tightened around me. "I... I imagined you using them on me. When masturbating. I... I heard about them from a friend, and they made me so wet thinking about you using them on me, making me shudder and groan."

"You naughty girl," I grinned. "I'll remember to have Valarie buy some."

"Then you'll make me enjoy it?" she asked. "God, I love it when you make me do things. You're amazing, Randy."

A flush of warmth, that had nothing to do with Livie sucking on my cock, washed through my body. "What's your next guess?"

"Um..." She squeezed me tight, rubbing her crotch on my ass. I could tell she was so horny. "A double-headed dildo."

"Looking to have fun with your older sister?"

"I just thought you'd like seeing us having sex," she answered. "You know, making us fuck each other. Since you like watching your sisters having sex."

"I do like watching my sisters having sex with each other. But, nope. Come on, you can do it."

"Ooh," she said, bouncing behind me, rubbing her tits into my back. "I don't know. I'm just getting so horny I can't think. Livie's sucking her pussy juices off your dick and Valarie is buying a naughty toy for you to punish her with while being an utter slut. It's got me so wet."

"Maybe I should help you out with that hot pussy," I said.

She squealed in delight.

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"I wonder what it is?" Alex's twin sister asked him as they cuddled naked together in post-incestuous bliss. His cum leaked out of her pussy and onto his thigh. "What did our god send that sow to buy?"

"Why?" Alex asked his sister, staring at the spycam footage from the god's house. "Worried I'll have to punish you with it?"

"Nope," Alexis declared, a big smile on her face. "I'm not a bitch-sister like her."

"No, you're a loving sister."

Alexis let out an awwing sound, then she kissed him hard on the mouth. He groaned, loving the feel of her. Nearby, his divorced parents gasped and groaned, lost to having sex. The new gods had somehow mended their family. By punishing his naughty mom, his dad seemed to have forgiven her.

Our gods are amazing. They teach us so many wonderful things.

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My cum spurted into Alison's pussy. She whimpered and shuddered. Her pussy milked my cum out of my dick. She shuddered, her hips swaying from side-to-side. Her flesh rippled about my cock, wringing out every drop of spunk from my dick.

Livie masturbated as she watched us, her left hand rubbing between her thighs, her right thumb buried in her mouth. She sucked on it happily as she watched, her body flushed with orgasmic delight. She switched which thumbs she sucked on, cleaning her own pussy juices off of her fat digit.

"Ooh, Randy, I love it when you fuck me," my sister groaned. "And Dad... Did that make you so horny watching your son enjoying your daughters?"

"Yes," he groaned, answering her, his face so flushed, suffering with a huge case of blue balls.

"Good," she said. Then she grinned at Livie. "I got something nice in me. Want to lick it out of me?"

Livie nodded her head, still sucking on her pussy-stained thumb. The petite eighteen year old scampered to Alison and fell between her thighs. She popped her thumb out of her mouth, bent over, and buried her face into my favorite sister's bush. Alison shuddered, her light-brown hair swaying about her face as she writhed on the floor.

"Oh, yes, just lick all our brother's yummy cum out of my pussy, Livie. You're such a good sister now."

I smiled at Alison. She took to this so naturally. That fresh face hid a horny little minx that kept exciting me. I could watch her writhe on Livie's licking mouth all day. And I might have if Valarie's car didn't pull up into the driveway, the headlights shining through the living room window. I grinned. I wasn't sure she could find it. I had a feeling she never would have returned if she couldn't.

Footsteps crunched on the gravel path to the front door. My dick twitched and throbbed. The halo had changed me. It had given me a dick that seemed to stay hard as long as I wanted it and had healed all the bruises Dad's beating caused. I felt like a reborn man.

Like a god.

My slut-sister entered the house, a brown bag clutched in her hands. She didn't look at me as she darted to me. Her nipples poked at the front of her blouse, rubbing against the fabric as her breasts swayed back and forth.

"Did you swallow the clerk's cum, slut?"

"No," she muttered. "I spat it out."

"Sisters always swallow their brother's cum or lick it out of pussies," Alison commanded.

"You have to obey Alison like she was me," I told Valarie. "Understand?"

My thoughts prickled as the slut nodded her head.

"So what do sister's do with their brother's cum?" I asked.

"Swallow it," she answered, her hips rubbing from side-to-side, her jeans rasping together. "Or lick it out of pussies."

"And assholes," Alison added. "And they're always eager to suck their brother's cock especially if he's fucked one of her sisters' pussies or assholes. And you want to eat your sisters' pussies, too. That makes Randy happy. Brothers love watching their sisters lezzing out." Alison shuddered, her round breasts jiggling. "Ooh, and Livie is lezzing out so well on my pussy right now. She's just so hungry for Randy's cum that's in my cunt."

"Do you believe what she told you?" I asked Valarie.

"Y-yes," she answered. "I have to obey her... And she told me... She told me that I want to lick your cum out of pussies and assholes and suck your cock, especially if you've just fucked one of my sisters. And... And I want to lez out with my sisters."

"Ever lezzed out with a girl?"

"Yes!" Her eyes shot up. "I love lezzing out with girls! It's so much better than fucking a guy."

I blinked. "You're gay? But you fuck all those boys."

"To get them to buy things for me," she moaned. "Girls are for pleasure while guys are for things."

"From now on, you want to fuck me more than any girl. You know that I'll give you more pleasure than any of them. And when I choose to use your filthy cunt, you're honored."

My thoughts prickled.

"Honored," she moaned, rubbing her thighs so hard together.

"You can only fuck other guys when I give you permission, and never in your pussy. Only I get the honor of breeding you. So get off the pill."

"Yes, yes," she nodded.

"And when you fuck girls, you have to record it on your phone and show me later. I want to fuck your mouth while watching you go down on other girls."

"I will," she moaned, her hands tightening on the package.

"Use the new toy on her, Randy," Alison moaned. "Please, please, I need to know what's in it."

She asked so sweetly. "Open your new toy, slut, then strip."

"Okay, Randy," my older sister said and pulled the box out of the brown paper bag. On the colorful packaging was a woman on her hands and knees with the cotton-ball-like rabbit tail looking so soft and fluffy adorning her ass.

"What is that?" Alison asked. "The girl on the front is dressed in a sexy bunny outfit. Are you turning her into a rabbit?"

"Well, she is as horny as a bunny," I grinned. "Aren't you, slut?"

"So horny," she groaned as she ripped open the box and pulled out the cotton-ball-like bunny tail connected to the rubber cone.

"It's a butt plug," Alison groaned. "Connected to the rabbit's tail. You're going to make her wear that?"

"It's a special type of butt plug," I told my sister, taking the toy from Valarie's hands so she could strip. "Livie, come here and get this wet for your sister. You like sucking on things."

Livie lifted her cute face from Alison's twat. My cum and Alison's pussy juices dripped down her chin as she crawled towards me, wiggling her cute tush. She knelt before me and took the toy from my hands, sucking on the conical shape.

"That's a good girl," I told Livie, petting her hair.

She beamed around the toy shoved in her mouth.

Alison fingered her pussy while we watched Valarie stripped. She ripped off her top, her lush breasts bouncing free. She turned, facing Dad, and shook them at him. He let out a wordless groan, witnessing those perfect, heaving tits again.

My hands clenched, eager to feel them in my grasp.

Then Valarie's fingers attacked the fastener of her tight jeans. They popped opened. She wiggled her hips, her ass facing me. She peeled them down, exposing more and more of her curving rear, firm and taut, and yet so bubbly at the same time and...

"You're not wearing panties," I groaned.

"I... I never do," she whispered. "I love the feel of denim rubbing on my juicy snatch. It makes my clit throb. It makes me feel so wanton all day long."

"Wow, she is a slut," groaned Alison. "I can't believe it. She's just the biggest whore in the world, isn't she?"

"Yeah," I groaned. My dick ached in eager need as Valarie's jeans pushed farther down, exposing her shaved pussy.

She bent over, her plump, tight vulva framed by her thighs. She leaned over farther to push her jeans down her sleek thighs and calves. Her ass wiggled at me. My dick ached and throbbed as I stared at that perfect ass and that juicy pussy.

Another cunt for me to fuck. Another sister for me to enjoy.

She dripped with her excitement. She was so eager for our incest. It made me so hard to witness. She wanted it so badly. I grinned at her, my dick aching and throbbing. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I wanted to tear up her cunt.

My dick twitched and throbbed as she stepped out of her jeans. She stood back up, still posing for Dad. She couldn't help herself. I gave her orders, and she had to obey them. She had to tease our father, get him excited for her whorish body.

Lines of pussy juices ran down her thighs. She let out such a wanton moan, her body flushed. I walked around her, drinking in the sight of her. I didn't quite know where to start with her. For years this slut had been taunting Dad and me with this body, flaunting it in her tight clothing, being such a tease.

No longer.

"God, she's got such great titties," Alison said. She stood up and came to my side. I liked how she could just slip against me. It felt so natural. She belonged at my side. "Look at them. I want to play with them, but she'd just enjoy it."

"I know," I groaned, my dick so hard.

"And I want to watch you shove that butt plug up her ass and punish her. But... You have to show her how dirty she is."

An idea popped into my head. "You're absolutely right." My dick still dripped with her pussy juices. "Why don't you spank her for being a naughty slut while I get my dick ready?"

"Ooh, yes, yes, yes!" Alison moaned. "Bitch, bend over Dad's chair. Really shove those tits into his face while I spank that naughty ass."

"Yes, Alison," shuddered Valarie. She had to obey. She sauntered to Dad's chair and bent over it the same way Alison had earlier when I fucked her ass.

"Livie, keep sucking on that butt plug, but kneel like a cute bitch. You got one more hole in need of breaking in."

My baby sister just nodded her head with such enthusiasm. She got onto her hands and knees and shook her cute tush at me. Her sparse bush dripped with her excitement. I grinned at her. She was so adorable now.

My dick throbbed to plunder her ass.

"You are a bitch!" Alison hissed.

CRACK!

The stinging smack echoed through the room. I grinned at the reddening handprint on Valarie's ass. She wiggled her hips, letting out a throaty moan. Dad groaned, too. Those big, pillowy tits must be thrust right into his face.

I fell to my knees behind Livie, guiding my dripping cock to her little rosebud asshole. It peeked out from between her butt-cheeks. She had a slim rear, almost flat, that didn't hide her sphincter from my gaze. I pressed against her puckered opening.

She whimpered around the butt plug.

CRACK!

"Just a filthy slut!" hissed Alison.

"Yeah, she is," I growled and thrust.

Livie moaned. Her black braid danced about her back as her entire body shook. Her tight asshole swelled and swelled, spreading around the lubed tip of my dick. Velvety delight caressed my cock as her asshole swallowed the tip.

I groaned as I sank into her bowels. She felt so amazing about my dick. I shuddered, sucking in deep breaths as I slid deeper and deeper into her. She whimpered about the butt plug, her bowels squeezing down on my dick as I penetrated deeper and deeper into her tight asshole.

CRACK!

"He's going to fuck your cunt with his dirty cock, slut!" hissed Alison. "And I know you're such a whore, you want that!"

CRACK!

"Such a filthy sow!"

CRACK!

"Yes!" whimpered Valarie, her hips wiggling her ass which glowed so red.

I groaned, loving the sight as I bottomed out in Livie's tight bowels. My baby sister whimpered, her voice muffled as she kept sucking on the butt plug, such an obscene pacifier for the naughty girl. Her velvety asshole gripped my dick like a vice as I drew back. The pleasure spilled through me. My balls tightened.

Then I thrust deep into her bowels. I lanced my cock into the depths of my little sister's asshole. Livie grunted, my flesh smacking against her body. My balls thudded into her taint as I enjoyed every hot inch of her bowels. I used my baby sister.

And she loved it.

CRACK!

"He's going to clean his dick off in your cunt!" Alison hissed. "Our brother is going to use your filthy pussy! Aren't you lucky, slut?"

CRACK!

"That he would still touch such a disgusting thing like you after what you've done?"

CRACK!

"That he would even breed such a whore like you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" moaned Valarie, her body quivering, juices flooding down her thighs, her ass glowing cherry red. "I must be... I must be lucky. I was so horrible to him."

"Just a cock-teasing slut!" hissed Alison.

CRACK!

"Yes!" screamed Valarie.

I loved it. I ran my hands up and down Livie's body, stroking her sides, feeling her silky flesh as her velvety bowels clenched about my dick. She bucked back into me, grunting and moaning about the butt plug.

My cum swelled in my balls, aching to explode. It was all so hot, watching Alison disciplining Valarie, seeing my favorite sister in charge. My queen. My goddess. She was so beautiful in that wholesome and loving way.

Not a whore even if she could be so wanton.

Alison glanced at me and gave me such a loving smile before she cracked her hand down hard on our older sister's ass. Valarie moaned again, her back arching, her bleached-blonde hair flying. I shuddered, thrusting so hard at Livie's asshole.

CRACK!

"Yes, yes, punish the whore," I growled, my hands finding Livie's little titties, plump mounds just budding from her chest, her nipples so hard.

I rubbed them against my palms as I plundered her asshole harder and faster. I buried over and over into her hot depths. The velvety friction engulfed my cock, bringing me closer and closer to exploding into her.

CRACK!

Valarie whimpered. Her burning ass clenched. Juices flooded down her thighs. Her pussy begged to be filled with my dirty cock. She yearned to wash Livie's ass off my thrusting dick. I groaned, slamming my cock deep into Livie's asshole.

"Baby sister!" I moaned, squeezing her firm, little titties. "Take it!"

My cum erupted. My seed spurted into the depths of my baby sister's bowels. She squealed, trembling as I pumped load after load of my hot spunk into her depths. I shuddered, sucking in deep breaths as the cum kept pumping out of me, flooding into her bowels. Her flesh squeezed and writhed about my dick, aching to milk me dry.

I groaned, sucking in such deep breaths. The pleasure surged through me. It speared into my brain. I loved it. I savored the delight burning across my thoughts as I unloaded blast after blast of cum into my little sister's asshole.

I filled her with my spunk, and she loved it.

She wiggled her hips, making my dick throb as she stirred her bowels around my shaft. She whimpered in delight, her asshole spasming about my dick. She came. Livie climaxed from being fucked in the butt. I reveled in the rippling heat of her anal sheath convulsing about my shaft, milking my dick.

"That's it," I grunted. "Ooh, Livie, you're such a good sister." I rubbed her nipples, making her squeal in delight again.

I sucked in such a deep breath, my heart thudding away in my chest. Pleasure screamed through my body as her asshole wrung out the last drops of my cum. That wonderful euphoria swept through my body, that amazing release only enjoying one of my sister's could provide.

"I'm ready for the slut," I groaned, pulling my dick out of Livie's asshole.

"You heard him, slutty bunny," Alison said. "Go kneel before our brother. Livie, give Randy the butt plug."

Livie pulled the butt plug from her mouth, handed it over to me, then sucked on her thumb, her eyes glassy. My cum leaked out of her asshole as she shuddered. I rubbed her head and smiled down at her.

"You were such a good fuck, Livie."

Her eyes twinkled.

Valarie fell to her knees before me, shaking that well-spanked ass for me. Then, without even being told, the slut reached behind her and parted her butt-cheeks. She knew what was coming as she exposed her brown, puckered asshole.

I jammed the spit-lubed butt plug into her asshole, holding onto the fuzzy cotton-ball like tail. I groaned at the sight of it resting on her ass, the white contrasting with her glowing-red skin. She groaned, wiggling her hips, adjusting to the butt plug.

"You've taken dicks back here before, haven't you?" I growled.

"Guys buy the best gifts when you give them anal or deep-throat their dicks," Valarie moaned. "I've even been double-fucked. I took a cock in each hole. Ooh, brother, you have to fuck me. I need that dick in me. You made me love your cock more than anything! Please, please, fuck me! Haven't you punished me enough?"

"No," I grinned and thrust my cock into her pussy. My third sister's pussy.

I reveled in the incestuous grip of her fertile snatch as she engulfed my cock. Her silky pussy walls clenched down on my dick, washing Livie's asshole from my shaft. I shuddered, loving the knowledge that her cunt cleansed my dirty dick.

She whimpered, wiggling her hips. She stirred her cunt around my cock, buffing it clean. Her movement rubbed the fuzzy tail on my lower stomach, tickling me as she made such obscene sounds.

I grabbed the tail and squeezed.

A wheezing, pumping sound came from her. She gasped, her pussy growing a little tighter. I squeezed the toy again and she whimpered. I could feel the butt plug swelling inside of her. Valarie threw a look over her shoulder.

"It inflates," I said and squeezed her tail a third time, taking such pleasure in it.

Her eyes widened as her bowels stretched open wider. "Randy!" she squealed. "Oh, god. It's getting bigger."

"Yep."

I squeezed a fourth time as I drew my cock through her even tighter pussy and slammed into her juicy depths. I savored her hot grip, the friction intense as I plundered her hard. Her cunt washed my cock clean with every hard thrust. My balls smacked into her clit.

"Whenever you're a bitch," I said, "or if me or Alison just feel like it, we'll inflate your little tail and leave it in you for hours, spreading your bowels open, reminding you that you were a cunt to us. And cunts have to be punished."

"Yes!" she moaned as my thoughts fuzzed just a tiny bit. "I have to be punished. I was such a cunt to you. A cock-teasing whore. Keep fucking your dirty cock into my cunt! Let me wash your dick clean of Livie's ass! I deserve it for being such a whore!"

"You do!" I growled.

I squeezed a fifth time.

A tight, throaty groan burst from her lips. Her back arched. The inflated butt plug pressed against her pussy, squeezing her sheath so tight about my dick. I savored it, thrusting harder just to work my cock in and out of her snatch.

"Ooh, Randy, that's so hot," Alison moaned as she nuzzled up to Livie's ass. Our baby sister sucked harder on her thumb as Alison licked up my cum leaking out of Livie's well-fucked asshole. "And this is so yummy. I love your cum."

I grinned at her, loving the sight of her lapping up my spunk from Livie's asshole. Our sister still knelt like a bitch, her right thumb buried into her lips. She looked so happy as Alison rimmed her asshole and devoured my cum.

It inspired me to fuck Valarie faster and faster, to enjoy her tight, incestuous sheath. My sisters were so sexy in their own way. Cute, wholesome, and whorish. I groaned, so glad the crazy Institute wanted to turn me into a god.

Pleasure rippled down my cock as I plundered Valarie's cunt with hard, deep strokes. I kept a hold of the cotton ball tail, threatening to inflate the butt plug at any moment. The slut moaned and gasped, pushing back her hips, working her cunt on my dick as I plowed her.

"Oh, Randy, this is the best cock ever," she groaned. "Thank you for giving me the honor of fucking it this morning."

"You're welcome, whore," I groaned, pumping my hips so hard. "Mmm, yes, just give that hot pussy to me. Let me savor it. I'm going to breed you. I'm going to breed all my sisters."

"Yes," Alison groaned into Livie's asshole. "I know you will. You'll keep fucking us until we're bred! Just spurting your cum into our holes. Then we get to lick each other clean."

Livie squealed about her thumb as Alison licked harder, feasting on that cum-filled asshole.

My dick ached and throbbed. My orgasm swelled in me as plowed so hard at my sister's pussy. I was so close to cumming. I wanted to pump my jizz into her snatch. My balls grew tense. Every thrust into her juicy depths brought me closer to exploding.

I squeezed the butt plug a sixth time.

"Randy!" squealed Valarie. "Holy fucking shit!"

Her pussy clamped down so tight on my thrusting dick. She whimpered and groaned, her body quivering as I plowed her. Her back arched. She gasped and moaned, her pussy clinging to my cock as the butt plug expanded even more into her bowels, stretching her to her limbs.

So I squeezed a seventh time.

"Randy, yes!" she howled, her voice so tight.

Her pussy writhed about my dick. Juices gushed out of her cunt, bathing my aching balls. She whimpered and shuddered. Her entire body quivered and quaked. She wiggled her hips, stirring her pussy around my cock. I groaned, loving the feel of her cunt buffing my dick so clean.

I slammed into her convulsing depths. My balls tightened. I grunted as the pleasure surged out of me. My cum fired hard and fast. It splattered against her pussy walls. The pleasure surged through me. Dizzy waves washed through my body. I groaned and swayed, the pleasure boiling through me. It left me gasping and groaning.

"You fucking slut, take it!" I growled. "I'm going to fuck this cunt whenever I want! You're always going to be horny for my dick! Only your siblings can truly satiate you now. My cock and your sisters' mouths and fingers."

"Yes, yes, yes, Randy!" she howled. "Thank you for using my whore-pussy to clean your dick! Breed me! Please, please, you have to breed me!"

The pleasure surged through me. My cum fired so hard into her cunt. The pleasure surged through my body. I groaned, my body shaking with each blast. The rapture bathed my mind as I came in my older sister's snatch.

I'd fucked them all. Used them all.

Damn, that was hot.

I pulled out of Valarie's cunt. "Damn, that was a good fuck, slut." I smacked her well-spanked ass, loving her yelp of pain. "Go let Livie clean up your cunt."

I sank down onto the couch. Alison, licking her cum-smeared lips, smiled and came to me. She slipped onto my lap, putting her arm around my neck, cuddling against me. I held her tight as I sucked in deep breaths.

My stomach rumbled.

"Dad, order some pizzas," I ordered. "Then start cleaning up the living room. It's a mess."

"Yes, son," he said, standing up and adjusting his hard cock.

"Valarie, you'll pay the pizza guy with your mouth when he gets here."

"Yes, Randy," she moaned while Livie licked at her cum-filled cunt.

I frowned, realizing I hadn't heard Livie say anything since... Since I told her to shut up and suck her thumb. She couldn't speak. I should probably fix that, but she was so cute sucking on her thumb all the time.

"So what are you going to do next?" Alison asked.

"I don't know," I admitted. "This all happened kind of sudden. But you're going to be my queen. My goddess."

Her expression melted at my words. She let out such a giddy squeal of girlish delight. "I love you, Randy. Even if you didn't have your powers, I would love you!" Then she rained kisses across my face moaning, "I love you," between each one.

I had no doubts that she did love me. I never ordered her to. This was all her.

I claimed her lips with my mouth, loving my sister, loving the changes to my family. I would use this power to change everything I could. Fathers didn't have to beat their sons. Sisters didn't have to cock-tease their brothers. There were far, far better ways to run things.

And I would have Alison at my side loving me, supporting me. She would be so eager to be commanded to do all the perverse things bubbling through her naughty soul. I wanted to see her enjoy them all with me.

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"I have the new report on Randy," Deidre's ex-husband said as he entered her office.

She perked up, smiling at him. Their relationship felt so revitalized, refreshed. Like they had a second chance. "Oh, what's that naughty god been up to? Has he bred any of his sisters yet?" He's sure been trying every chance he can get in the last two weeks, she thought.

"In fact he has," Robert said. "Livie and Alison are both pregnant. And I was down at the oracles, James says his daughters have scryed our next god."

A shiver ran through Deidre. "Wonderful." She had no idea what the fifth god would teach, but she was eager to experience it. "Would you... like to have dinner tonight?"

Her ex-husband smiled. "You know, I think I would."

The world was changing so fast, and Deidre Icke, along with the Institute of Apotheosis, would embrace them all. The world needed to be awakened to a new level of consciousness, and the new gods would achieve that enlightenment.

Just like her dead guru had envisioned.

The END