Page 22 of Obsession

Each time Xander’s tongue touches my asshole, my muscles ease, and I focus on satisfying Margarete.

Xander presses the tip of his finger to my asshole and slowly pushes inside. Though the invasion is welcome, I long for something more. I want him to fill me with his cock and use me to get off.

“You know what Hans loves, Maggie?”

“No,” Maggie pants in the throes of lust.

Xander tugs on the belt, using it as a makeshift leash. “Open your mouth, bitch.”

My lips part, and he pulls his finger from my asshole, forcing it into my mouth. Moments like this make me thankful that Xander taught me to keep myself clean.

“He loves tasting himself like a pathetic dog.”

My cock stands at attention, pointing straight up along my stomach.

“Look at that cock, Maggie. Proof of how pathetic your big brother is. That’s it, baby boy, suck that finger like you’re sucking a cock. Get it nice and clean for Daddy.”

Maggie tentatively reaches out, touching my painfully hard dick. “Is this okay, Hans?”

Xander pulls his finger from my mouth. “Answer her, cunt.”

“Yes,” I whimper.

Xander fists my hair, pulling hard. “No, baby boy. Tell her exactly what you like. Use the disgusting language they told you not to. Go on, cum dump. Tell her.”

I stare Maggie in the eye. “Yes. Anything you do is probably going to be okay.”

“Maggie, go to the dresser and take out my knife,” Xander instructs.

Maggie rises from the floor and fetches the crimson-covered knife, handing it to Xander. “What are you going to do with that?”

Xander presses the tip of the blade against my nipple. “Shouldn’t you have asked that question before you handed me the weapon, angel?” He applies pressure, and the sting of the knife causes my dick to twitch. “That’s a pretty little pain slut. You need more,don’t you, baby boy? Tell your sister, and I’ll give you what you need.”

My gaze holds my sister’s. “I want to be used like a worthless dog. I need to be hit like I don’t matter. The sight of my blood turns me on. I’ll lick cum off the floor. When I’m treated like a slave or a fuck toy, it makes me feel like I’m worth something.” I fight to hold back the tears that spring to my eyes. They’re not tears of sadness or sorrow. They’re tears of relief because I don’t have to lie anymore. “I want Xander to use me, but I want to be your toy, too. My dream is to be your toy, Maggie.”

Maggie steps forward to stand before me. She glides her hand down my body and grabs one of my balls tightly, causing jolts of pain to shoot through me.

“That probably makes you want to jizz right here, doesn’t it, bitch?” Xander taunts.

“Yes,” I moan as he trails the knife down my side, causing a superficial cut. “Maggie, can I please taste your pussy again?”

Maggie abandons my balls, sits on the floor, and opens her legs wide. “Be a good boy and suck my clit.”

My sister’s dirty talk sends me over the edge. I bury my face in her sweet pussy, drunk on her and the pain.

Xander sneers. “He’s such a good little pup, isn’t he, Maggie?”

Maggie grabs my head, holding me to her, creating the same wondrous suffocation as Xander when he throat fucks me.

“He loves it when I fuck his tight little ass. Get him horny enough, and he’ll beg like a dog for me to stuff his worthless ass.” Xander holds my head down on Maggie’s pussy with his foot as he shoves two fingers into me. He twists them until he hits myprostate, and my cock strains as I cum on the floor. “See how easy it is for me to make him cum? He could never protect you, Maggie. He’s pathetic. I only have to stick something in his ass, and he falls apart. Tell her what you are, pretty boy.”

I mumble the words into Maggie’s pussy. “I’m a pathetic whore, and the only thing I’m good for is a fuck.”

Xander’s fingers curl into my hair as he shoves my face into the cum I spilled on the floor. “That’s right, bitch. Be a good little puppy and clean up your mess.”

“No, sir. Please don’t make me.” I shiver as he removes the belt from my neck.

“Do as you’re told, boy, or I’ll turn your worthless ass red.”

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