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I want the punishment. I crave it. “No. I will not lick my cum for you.”

Xander smiles as the first lash of the belt hits my buttocks. Maggie grabs my head and pulls me against her pussy as he continues to thrash me with the belt.

“If he taps you twice, let him up. That’s the equivalent of his safe word. But if he doesn’t do it, you make his filthy tongue lick your pussy until you cum all over his worthless face. Got it?”

“Yes, sir,” Maggie replies.

“Good girl.”

The initial sting of the belt eventually becomes unbearable. But Xander doesn’t stop there, whipping my ass with repeated lashes.

I should say my safe word, but I don’t want to. I’m petrified about what Margarete thinks of me, but the relief Xanderprovides is a potent drug I can’t abandon. I long for him to whip me with the belt until he tears my flesh. I want to feel the burn of my punishment on my ass for weeks every time I sit down.

I clench my ass after thirty lashes, waiting for the next hit.

Instead, Xander rubs my ass. “Let our pet up, baby girl.”

Maggie twines her fingers in my hair and yanks my head up.

“You ready to lick your cum, bitch, or do I need to keep teaching you a lesson?” Xander asks.

My mouth waters at the thought of licking up the cum on the floor, but I need the pain. “I’m not licking the cum.”

Cold liquid falls on my ass before Xander shoves his dick inside me. The pain is harsh at first, but after a few strokes, I adjust and push my ass into him.

Xander grips my sides, his fingers brutally digging into my flesh. “Slide under him, Maggie. I want to see you suck off your brother. Let him cum in your pretty mouth. Don’t swallow. Hold it for me, baby girl.” Xander quickens his pace in my ass once Maggie is in position. “Lick that pussy, slut. You better make our girl cum before I spill into your ass.”

Maggie grabs my shaft, and her mouth closes over me. It takes everything in me not to come right away. I’ve wanted this for so long. Sure, we’ve fooled around a bit, but nowhere close to this. The fear of no return always held us back from venturing too far. Turns out we were right because I’d gladly burn for eternity to have Xander and Maggie using me this way.

CHAPTER 16

Margarete

I’m disgusting. I’m abhorrent. Most of all, I’m sinful. I’m witnessing perversion in its highest form, but instead of being repulsed, I’ve allowed it to seduce me. The sickness has infected me, and now I’m forsaken. The proper course of action would be to stop all this madness, but as Hans’ dick stabs the back of my throat, I only want more.

They say absolute power corrupts absolutely, and I’ve allowed the corruption to morph me into a completely new entity. Is this the power men feel when they force women to bow before them? Knowing that Hans is mine to do with as I please is a drug so potent that I don’t care if I overdose to keep the high for the rest of my life.

I never considered I would enjoy anything so perverse, so animalistic and wild. I thought all I wanted in life was a good husband and a family of my own, but it turns out I wanted something much darker.

I pat the floor as I suck Hans’ dick until my hand lands on the handle of Xander’s knife. Picking it up, I move it between Hans and me. I’m unsure what’s come over me, but I press the blade against Hans’ right ball and make a tiny cut. Tiny droplets of mystep-brother’s crimson blood fall against my chin. I want to taste it, allow the metallic flavor to invade my senses. Have I become a Satanist? Is this what will happen to me for turning my back on God?

My thoughts falter as Hans inserts one finger inside me, followed by another. He twists and turns them, pressing on something I can only describe as a button that makes my body feel like it’s about to detonate. Hans’ dick falls out of my mouth with a pop. “Hans, what are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer, sucking my clitoris as he stretches me with a third finger.

“Hans, please stop. I’m going to pee.”

Xander laughs above me. “Don’t worry, baby girl. Even if you piss, your pathetic brother will drink every drop. Don’t you get it, Maggie? This is who Hans is. For him, being used is the equivalent of being valued. This heals him.”

“Xander, I don’t want to pee. Please make him stop. Please.”

Xander chuckles. “Maggie, if you piss me off, I’ll pull my cock out of your worthless brother’s ass and force you to gag until I come or you barf all over my dick. Be a good girl. Shut your mouth and suck some dick.”

Xander’s harsh and humiliating words do something to me. Just as I’m turned on by taking charge with Hans, my body ignites when Xander uses brutal words. What does that make me? How can I want to be on top and at the bottom at the same time?

I shove Hans’ cock back into my mouth and silently pray that I don’t humiliate myself by peeing.

“That’s a good girl. Take that dick all the way to the back of your throat, baby girl. The further you force Hans’ cock, the better it feels for him. Good girls know how to suck dick, and you want to be a good girl for me, don’t you, Maggie?”

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