Moms on Oxy Ch. 04 - My Sister Submits

"She's in her bedroom," My mother said, crushing her body into mine as soon as I stepped through the door, "And she's strung out like hell."

Her words settled the instant rage I felt. I had given her strict instructions before I left. What was the point of having a slave that didn't obey totally?

"Take you fucking shirt off." I hissed.

I was gracious enough to let her wear panties, but a t-shirt? Slaves went naked in this house!

Mommy blushed immediately, quickly discarding her oversized shirt. It's all she had on other than her approved panties. She pushed out her big tits, fearing my anger.

Good.

I grabbed a handful, squeezing a touch too hard- Just enough to get her attention.

"I will punish you for this," I said, her big tits stoking my appetite. "yes, I will fuck you up the ass."

Her eyes went wide with excitement, then furrowed in the proper expression of submission as she nodded. It didn't hide the excitement though. She was eager to have her ass punished.

It excited me as well. I had fucked every other hole, pumping more cum into her cunt and mouth than I could've thought possible. But I hadn't yet taken mastery of her ass. Nothing says 'you're a dominated slave-bitch' like having a fat cock rearranging your guts.

I needed to totally dominate this bitch. It was an addiction, as powerful as the drug addiction I had exploited to make Mommy my slave.

I stared hungrily at her tits, considering pumping my punishment up her whore-ass right then and there.

But no, make her wait, let the anticipation build.

My sister was home.

I had gone out to take care of business, leaving my naked slave mother behind to clean my house. She giggled describing the shock when my sister came home instead of me.

"I was naked, of course," she said, relieved and disappointed that I hadn't taken my anger out on her right then and there. "And she came in... Oh my God I died."

I was amused.

"What happened then?" I asked.

"Fuck, I ran to my bedroom and put my shirt on. She called me a dumb bitch, told me I better be more careful."

She laughed as she recounted the story. "She said you would probably rape me if it was you that came home instead of her."

I smiled. My sister thought I was a perverted creep. She was right.

"And then?"

My mother chortled. "And then she shuffled off and passed out in her room. Been there ever since."

She pushed her body into mine again. It felt right, now that she was properly naked.

"Babe, she's high as hell." she whispered, an evil glint in her eye, "I can tell. She's fucking out."

Her hand started rubbing my crotch over my jeans, already half hard from the idea of taking mom's ass.

"Baby, let's take her right now!"

I crooked an eyebrow at my mother.

I had expected the need to coerce my mother into helping me rape my sister. I had looked forward to it, really. Fucking my mother into submission, threatening, bribing, even beating her until I got my way.

Evidently my ability to dominate was more powerful than I thought. She was more than a rapeslave, I had made my mother a willing participant. Break her once, and she became my accomplice, wanting to see her daughter as thoroughly dominated as she was.

Hunger roared through me, and I grabbed her ass to pull her hard into me, while driving my tongue down her throat. She returned the kiss with a moan, melting that she had pleased Daddy.

Unsurprisingly, she tasted like an ashtray, but the bitter taste excited me. I had ordered her to start chain smoking, although she had already been half way there. There was something about compounding her addictions I found captivating, and by her eager acceptance of my orders I knew she shared the fascination. I associated the nasty taste with my power over her. I'd reward her after this, getting her high and destroying her ass.

But in the moment I pushed her off of me, denying her too much reward. I needed to make sure I kept her off balance, I had to maintain control. She gave me a vulnerable look in response, revealing she was grateful, excited, and incredibly horny. She got off being treated this way, excited by her transformation into total slave.

I looked my mother up and down, again considering whether I should just fuck her up the ass right now.

No. Revenge on my sister first.

I smirked, gesturing to my mother to follow as I headed towards my sister's room.

The door was open, mom leaving it wide when she had 'checked in' on her daughter. She gave me a see-what-I-mean look.

I licked my lips at the sight of my unconscious sister laid out on her bed.

She was a trailer trash teen through and through. Petite, skinny little thing, with bleached hair and bad roots. What tits she had she pushed way up with a skanky purple bra and leopard print top. Her leggings were dirty at the knees, obviously from kneeling on a dirty floor while she sucked strange dick.

She was out, and had been too strung out to even get changed before collapsing on the edge of the bed.

My dick strained in my pants, her total vulnerability stoking something savage in me. Mommy continued stroking me over my pants, stoking the fire higher still.

"Tara-Lynn!" I yelled. Jesus, even her name was trailer trash. All the more reason to treat her as such.

"Tara-Lynn!" I yelled again, testing just how fucked up she was.

She shook her head slowly, drunkenly, eyes still closed. I could barely contain myself, remembering it was the same thing my mother had done when I had first taken her.

"Get on the bed behind her." I ordered my mother. The excited gleam in her eye told me she was excited to take part in her daughter's domination.

Mommy climbed onto the bed, tossing pillows aside. She kept her knees wide, thrusting her chest out, giving me the show I deserved. She licked her lips, waiting for me to lead.

It was a vision: my naked horny mother presenting herself over my unconscious, vulnerable sister. I was going to feast on these sluts.

I considered how best to do this. I had made a plan to break my mother, carefully set the conditions to make her embrace total sexual slavery. I had no plans now, just an unconscious slut at my feet and a hard cock in my pants.

I decided to keep it simple: just fuck the bitch.

I unbuckled my pants, releasing my hungry hog. I grunted, flexing hard. Fuck I was horny, my cock standing at full attention and ravenous. I gave a few celebratory strokes, the thrill of power overwhelming. I stripped down so I was fully naked- I was going to do this proper.

I was going to fuck my sister. She was unconscious, fucked up on who cares what, and I was going to use her cunt to pleasure my cock.

My mother stared hungrily at my naked body, jealous her daughter was going to enjoy the dick that had tamed her so completely. Good, I wanted my mother desperate, wanted her to beg to get fucked up the ass.

I grabbed Tara-Lynn's leggings and pulled hard, audibly tearing them as I gracelessly pulled them down with sharp tugs.

Exposed, she started to curl up, but I caught her legs and pulled them open.

"Hold her down." I ordered, and Mommy pushed my sister's shoulders down, pinning her to the bed.

I inspected my sister's naked teen cunt, shaven clean with a brown landing strip that betrayed her real hair color. I appraised it with a discerning eye. Yes, it would do nicely. I ran my thumb on her clit, wondering when she'd wake up.

"Mmmm, Tyrone!" she murmured, and I burst into laughter as my mom's eyes went wide.

Yes, I bet Tyrone and all the homeboys took as many turns as they wanted on this easy piece of trailer-trash meat. I just hoped they hadn't made her too loose.

I shuffled onto the bed, lining up my champion cock with my sister's freeuse cunt. If Tyrone wanted another taste, he'd have to pay.

I paused. What a wonderful idea. I could pimp both my sister and my mother! Why should I go to work when I could turn these two out? They weren't good for much else.

I rubbed the tip up and down her hot, wet slit. I could see it now, a line of men paying to take turns on my whores, fucking and cumming and paying for the privilege. It turned me on just thinking about it.

But whoring them out would have to wait, right now I had teen sister cunt to fuck, and I would need full focus to tame this wild mare.

I looked up at my mother, and was satisfied to see her eyes transfixed on my fat hog. She was desperate to see me penetrate my sister, hungry to see her daughter start her transformation into my fuck slave. I'd need her help to break my sister, and she was dripping with anticipation.

I sunk my cock deep.

I sighed, my dick exulting at the warm, wet, enveloping folds. I slid all the way to the hilt, flexing deep inside her, luxuriating in hot taboo snatch.

She was tighter than my mother, but looser than an eighteen year old should be. Yes, this was well used cunny if I ever fucked it. It was a good thing I was big.

She certainly wasn't as talented as Mommy. Even at her most doped up, mom would squeeze her internal muscles around my fat hog. My sister just laid there, totally cooked.

I started to thrust, my criticisms not stopping me from enjoying tight teen cunt. I idly considered that it meant my mom was a life-long slut. She must have taken so much dick, so often, that she could pleasure a cock totally ripped out of her tree.

I thrust harder, getting into it. She'd train her daughter how to be a blitzed out whore, and I'd make sure they had plenty of cock to choke on. I'd quit my job, and relax on the backs of my two totally owned whores.

"Fuck that bitch!" My mom said savagely, getting off on seeing her son rape her sister, "Wake up, cunt!"

I fucked faster still, mom's sick words egging me on. My sister was moaning faintly, hard cock penetrating through her stupor.

That didn't satisfy mom, who slapped her daughter's face hard. She wanted her to see the violation, wanted her daughter to know what was being done to her.

"Wha- What?" My sister said, eyes fluttering open. She didn't seem alarmed at being fucked while unconscious, I suspected this is how she paid Tyrone for the drugs he fed her.

She didn't seem to comprehend what she saw. Her brother, sweating and dominant, on top of her and obviously the one fucking her. All the while big milf tits dangled in front of her face. Her mother's big milf tits.

"What the fuck!?" She said, trying to suppress the pleasure she felt, "What the FUCK!?"

"Yes!" My mother moaned, even as I humped faster still. She had been right to wake her, it was hotter if my sister knew what I was doing to her.

"No... You can't! Mom!?" My sister yelped, finally seeing the face above the fat tits in her face. She looked back at me, bewildered.

I was ecstatic, thrusting furiously in my sister, every reaction getting me off even more.

And then she started to struggle.

I nearly blew my load right there when she started to fight back. It was hopeless. I was bigger than her, even my mother outclassed the petite teen. There was no way to stop her initiation, totally futile to try and stop my power. The futility made her resistance invigorating.

My mother had given in too easily, I realized. My careful manipulation broke her without a fight. Now, balls deep in my sister, I knew that the more the fight, the sweeter the victory would be when I did finally break her.

And I would break this bitch. I knew she couldn't resist for long. I could see the track marks on her arms, knew that the apple didn't fall far from the tree. I suspected she was trying to suppress the excitement she secretly felt having her creep asshole brother on top of her, pounding her mercilessly. She was only fighting back because she was supposed to.

Still, she swung her arms frantically, trying to twist away from my indomitable cock, straining to escape.

It was in vain though, she was pinned tight, naked brother and mother exulting in our disgusting abuse of power.

I glanced at my mother, and smiled at the enraptured look on her face. She had always had a strained relationship with her daughter, that had become downright hostile recently. She was using me to get her revenge, and was thoroughly enjoying the taste of power my revenge was granting.

Sharp nails dug into me, but I refused to acknowledge them, letting my dick do the talking. I was in control, and my sister knew it.

I could see the future in that instant, my sister crawling to me, begging to suck my cock. Begging to show her subservience. Begging to be my slave. I groaned at the thought.

"Yes, cum in the bitch!" My mother said savagely, eager for her Daddy to pump pure dominance into my sister. I groaned again, exultant, getting off on how thoroughly I had broken my mother. I wouldn't have gone this far if she hadn't been as disturbed as I was. Dumb bitch wanted her son to bust in her daughter! She probably wished she had a cock, and was living through me to teach her daughter who was boss. I'd have to buy a strap-on for her, let her work through those feelings herself.

But that would have to wait. It was time to complete my sister's initiation. I fucked like a machine, piston hard as I thrust. Fuck I was close.

Tara-Lynn's eyes went wide at my mother's request, her futile attempts to escape stopping.

"Please, no, not that." She pleaded, the fight draining out of her. She was beginning to understand.

"Yes! Yes! YES! YESSSSS!" I roared, her submissive tone bringing me over the edge. More than the fight, more than my overwhelming power over her, it was her admission of what was happening to her that sent me.

I slammed my cock to the hilt and came. I looked my sister right in the eye as I pumped my evil into her. She was so weak, so powerless.

And she was fighting the pleasure she felt. Oh I bet she let Tyrone and the crew bust inside her all day long. I could see behind her grimace that she loved feeling my throbbing cock inside her, that she was fighting the pleasure of feeling a man pump her full. If I was literally any other man in the world she'd be begging me to use her as the cum dumpster she was.

But I was her brother, and she's always hated me. And she hated how good my dick felt inside her. She hated how much she enjoyed that it was her brother's cum flooding her womb.

I thrust a good long time, extracting every drop of pleasure from my sister's cunt. I've always had big loads, and seemed to be producing even more lately- since becoming such a dominant alpha male. I could tell I was filling my little sister with a rare load.

At length I pulled out, rolling off my sweat soaked sister as I caught my breath.

"That's right, you nasty little cunt. There's a new boss in town." My mom said, driving the point home. As much as my sister and I hated each other, it was nothing like the pure venom between her and Mommy.

"And if you think I'm going to be as gentle with you as your brother was," Mommy said, positioning her on top of her daughter, "think again."

Tara-Lynn whimpered, sending a thrill of excitement through me, despite just cumming my brains out.

I watched, my mom turning me on as she began dominating my sister. Mommy was desperately horny- the thought of getting ass-fucked, then seeing her daughter get pumped full of vengeance drove her wild. She ground her cunt into Tara-Lynn, slapping her around for fun. Bitch certainly had a mean streak to her.

We started taking turns on my sister, the hot lesbian domination getting me horny again. I watched as my mother hate-fucked her daughter, slowly stroking as I recovered, waiting for my turn. Then I'd turn Tara-Lynn over, slip right back in, and fuck wet, cummy pussy. That would get Mommy horny again, who would trade off once I finished.

The constant parade of sex was too much for Tara-Lynn, who began to accept her role, the fight going out of her while we took whatever we wanted from her.

By the end Tara-Lynn was audibly cumming, moaning loudly as I roughly fucked her. She pretended not to, acting as if she were a nun despite just moaning like a whore. Too bad for her it just stroked my need to dominate her further.

Mom was taking a turn now, feasting at her daughter's cunt, feltching out the loads I had so graciously deposited in Tara-Lynn's tight teen cunt. I had grabbed some duct-tape, binding Tara-Lynn's wrists and ankles, and over her mouth. The only good bitch is a quiet one.

Casually I took out my phone, and starting snapping pics and vids of the incestdom happening in my sister's small, shitty room. Their bodies belonged to me now, and if I wanted to record the nasty sex and share it with my friends, then I would. Besides, while they weren't servicing me, my friends, or their clients, they'd be camming. I was going to extract every last penny from their sex.

My stomach growled, hungry from several straight hours of delivering hot judgement on my sister.

I spanked Mommy's ass, getting her attention.

"I'm hungry. Make me lunch." I ordered.

"Yes, Daddy!" Mommy replied, licking cunt juice off her lips as she bounced towards the kitchen. I approved of her quick obedience.

I looked down at my sister, still staring at me defiantly. She had stopped resisting the sex, unable to fight the onslaught of pleasure my mother and I delivered. But as soon as she stopped cumming she would clam up again.

"You will beg me to suck my cock," I said, telling her her future, "and then you will be my slave."

She screamed into her gag, which turned into a muffled yelp as I dragged her to the living room. I enjoyed seeing her naked, bound body wiggle as I casually dragged her through the house. I dropped her unceremoniously on the floor. She lay there, still, eyes tracking me with daggers.

Lunch came, served promptly by my naked mother. I grabbed a breast, squeezed appreciatively.

"Can I suck your cock while you eat?" She asked. It was so good having a slave that knew her place.

"No, my cock needs a break. Besides, she will be the one sucking my cock." I replied, pointing at Tara-Lynn.

Tara-Lynn didn't reply, just set her expression more defiantly. She was acting like sucking my cock was the last thing she'd ever do. And in a sense that would be true. After that, she'd be my slave, and Tara-Lynn would be gone. Willfully sucking me off would prove she had allowed herself be broken.

Mommy sat on the couch next to me, legs wide, playing with her cunt. She was insatiable, which a good fuck-slave should be.

I considered it was high time I made good on my promise to fuck her up the ass, I thought as I dug into my lunch. Mommy had done well today, showing my sister what good behavior looked like, helping me break her, responding promptly to my orders. Yes, a double-dose of her medicine was in order, and her ass for dessert.

Besides, I had shown Tara-Lynn the stick for several hours. It was time to show her the carrot. The track marks on her arm indicated a bad habit worse than mom's Oxy addiction. I knew she had been stealing mom's medicine, but I hadn't realized just how quickly she had spiraled into junkie gangbang dope-slave for her dealer.

Well, she was my junkie gangbang slave now. And it was time she learned what rewards would greet her after willfully sucking her brother's fat cock.

I considered how glorious that moment would be, dick twitching as I devoured my lunch. Tara-Lynn just stared at me, trying to remain stoic, expression furrowing each time my cock twitched.

Finishing up, I chugged the rest of the beer Mommy had served with lunch. I was feeling good, powerful. A slight buzz from the noon o'clock beer. I smiled at my sister.

She forced her face blank again, her current tactic at resisting my charms. It only deepened my smile. I approached her crouching down in front of her. I pulled her bound arms to me, revealing the dozens of pinpricks marring the inside of her arm.

She looked at me, looked at her arm, looked at me again. I could see the fear play across her face. She knew those tiny pricks in her arm would be her downfall, knew that the creeping anxiety already crawling through her body would only get worse. She knew she would eventually give in, that she would suck her rapist brother's cock if it got her high.

Still though, she resisted. She knew it was truly hopeless, but still she fought. Good. The rewards for both of us would be so much greater if she stuck to the bitter end.

I drove the point home by licking her arm, dragging my wet tongue along her corrupted veins. She shuddered in disgust.

I pulled away, pushing my hard dick inches from her face, still silenced by tape. I stroked slowly, giving her a good look.

"All you have to do is suck it." I said, pitching my voice dark, commanding.

She shuddered again, but I knew it was forced. We were already in the endgame, and we both knew it.

I stood, towering over my petite sister, flexing my hard-on as I revelled in the pure power I felt. I was a God, and breaking my sister was giving me an indomitable amount of stamina.

"Mom!" I barked, placing a chair in front of my sister.

Mommy launched herself from the couch, scrambling to her knees at my feet. She thrust her chest out, looking at me with excited, puppy dog eyes. An excellent whore.

"Bend over this chair. It's time to punish your ass." I said.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Mommy replied eagerly, bending over the chair and arching her ass up. Tara-Lynn stared at the big milf tits dangling in front of her, unable to hide her lust. Yes, she was starting to turn.

I went to my hiding place, retrieving a couple pills and a large bottle of lube. I whistled a happy tune as I returned, I was enjoying myself.

I slapped Mommy's naked ass hard, her squeal fitting in nicely with the tune. I stared at her ass, drooling at the perfect round flesh. Unlike her daughter, Mommy had meat on her bones, and she presented her milf ass with a wide smile. She knew how to work her assets.

"It's time to show Tara-Lynn just how nice my punishments are." I told my mom as I held up her treats.

She locked eyes on her candy, shuddering with anticipation. She hadn't gotten high today yet, and the increased dosage of the pills she had started getting hit her powerfully. She licked her lips.

"Yes, Daddy." She breathed, husky with desire, panting her reward was so close.

"You're going to get so fucking high while I fuck you up the ass." I said.

"Daddy!" She moaned, unable to handle how badly she needed this.

"Open your mouth, bitch."

She complied, and I pressed the drugs into her mouth. She swallowed greedily, then immediately started licking my hand. The bitch was damaged, and I loved it.

I looked at Tara-Lynn, her eyes locked on my mother. Heroin would be much more potent than the prescription my mom was abusing, but she recognized the look of euphoria already crawling along Mommy's face. Jealousy and the creeping gnaw of withdrawal was worming its way through my sister.

"This could be you," I told my sister, going behind our mother, "all you have to do is suck my cock."

She looked up at me, watched as I poured a gluttonous amount of lube all over Mommy's thick ass. She gave me a dismissive roll of her eyes.

I laughed.

"Oh, don't you worry, I have dope too."

Dismissiveness warped quickly into panic. She thought she could resist the oxy, thinking it too weak for her tastes. But I had been busy this morning, scoring heroin from my best friend's brother.

"Mmm I want to try it, baby." Mom slurred, her double dose hitting hard.

She turned hazy eyes to her daughter, the hatred she showed before melting into lust under the chemical joy pumping through her body.

"Join me, Tara-Lynn." She continued, her body relaxing into delicious numbness, "It feels so good. It's so easy, Daddy takes care of us now. Get high with me- OH!"

The last part ended with a squeal as I penetrated my mother, forcing my fat hog into her pliant asshole. It fit in surprisingly easily, her body too numb to resist, the wealth of lube making it an easy hole to plunder.

I moaned, smoothly sinking into the hot, slippery hole. It was tighter than her cunt, much so. She was more talented with her cunt, internally massaging my cock every time I fucked her. But like my sister, a tight hole had a quality all its own.

I sunk to the hilt, swearing loudly that she took me so easily. I slapped her ass, shining with oil, flexed myself fiercely deep inside my mother's ass.

"You like getting fucked up the ass, bitch?" I spat, the need to totally dominate rising inside me, "You like your son's fat cock shoved up your whore ass?"

"Yeessssss Daddyyyyyy!" My mother cried, a vacant, perverted smile plastered on her face. Nasty incest anal combined with the days first high was sending her to another fucking dimension. This is what my mother lived for now, this was all she was good for. Burning braincells and draining cocks, nothing else.

I started thrusting savagely, encouraged by her tight, easy asshole. She wailed with each punishing thrust, her body too relaxed to resist. The initial tightness I had enjoyed started to loosen, encouraging me to thrust harder, loosening her even more.

I fucked her ass mercilessly, hard fast strokes proving who was boss. I was her God, and she was sacrificing her asshole to my whim.

"You're not gonna shit right for a week!" I snarled as I savaged her guts.

"Yes... Daddy... Yes... Daddy..." She moaned with every thrust.

I had to admit, the bitch took it like a champ. I hadn't intended to go full evil on her, but god damn her sucking asshole just made me fuck her for all I was worth! It was her own fault, the dopey submissive look she got whenever she got high bringing out the monster in me.

So I let the monster raid, fulfilling my promise to punish her ass. Long, hard, deep thrusts pillaged her to her very depths, her ruined asshole clinging to my cock as I sodomized the junkie bitch. True to form, she wanted my hard, long punishment.

"This isn't your first time getting fucked up the ass, is it?" I asked her cruelly.

"Fuck no," She giggled, "but ohhhh my fuuuuuck it's been so long."

I poured more oil, liberally dousing her ass. Each thrust made a rude squelching sound as oil slipped into her juicy asshole.

I slapped her ass, now red with abuse. Each smack splattered lube all over the floor, and I rubbed the oil around hot milf flesh after every smack.

"I LOVE FUCKING WHORE ASS!" I roared, grabbing her hips and redoubling my efforts.

"YES DADDY!" My mother replied, hands gripping the chair legs as she allowed her son to destroy her easy ass. Her tits flopped wildly, hitting her in the face as she allowed her man to dominate her totally.

"Don't stoooooop!" She cried, enraptured by hard cock sawing at her insides as the full force of drugs took hold.

There was no way I was going to stop. This was MY whore, MY ass, MY totally owned mother. I pounded her ass with a savage lust, the nasty slut taking it like she lived for anal.

"YESSSSS!" She screamed, the euphoria hitting a mind-breaking crescendo as she started cumming. Her pussy dripped like a leaking faucet, each deep thrust causing her to freely squirt. Her eyes rolled up in the back of her head, overwhelmed by the cascading pleasure rolling through her body. Jets of clear cunt-juice exploded out of her with each thrust, her anal orgasm exploding pleasure, ruining the floor in a gushing puddle of filth.

I didn't care, I was here to pleasure my cock. All she was was a useful hole. The fact she was cumming harder than she ever had before simply proved what a slut she was.

A slut I could feel going limper and limper, opioids and the sweet relief of orgasm careening her towards unconsciousness. It made her ass even easier to fuck, and feeling her blacking out excited me.

Each thrust propped her head up, but she was in a losing battle, fading to the numb pleasure of her medicine.

I fucking loved it. She was becoming even more vulnerable even as I destroyed her ruined asshole.

"FUUUUUUCK!" I roared, slamming to the hilt, I was a fucking God!

And I came like one, roaring pure domination as I injected fat spurts of semen into the furthest depths of my mother's ass. My mother keened, her last conscience act was to moan as she felt her son blast cum into the deepest reaches of her guts.

I pushed my entire body weight into her asshole, my throbbing cock requiring her entire hole to cum properly. My cock would not be denied, flexing deep in her whore-hole as I emptied my balls totally.

I kept her pinned to the chair, extracting every last drop of pleasure from my enslaved mother. She collapsed totally now, giving in to the sweet stoned oblivion. I let my cock drain inside her, keeping it in as I recovered from an insane orgasm.

It was my first time fucking someone up the ass before. It would not be the last. I vowed then that both my women would have a sore asshole for the rest of their miserable lives. They would beg me to ruin them, beg me to dominate them totally. I was their God.

Cumming down, my attention lifted to my sister, still bound on the floor in front of me. I smiled at what I saw.

She looked shocked at the pure sexual prowess she just witnessed. Obviously the apple didn't fall far from the tree, and having nasty sex while getting stoned was my sister's only hobby.

Her bound wrists were between her legs as she tried to masturbate at the weird angle the duct tape forced her hands.

"This could be you." I said darkly.

She closed her eyes tight, trying to deny the truth.

She wanted it to be her. She wanted to be bent over, unconscious, letting men line up to use her holes. She wanted me to rent out her holes for drugs and money.

"All you have to do is suck my cock," I said, pulling out of my mother's ass with a sick wet squeltch, "and I'll let you fire up as much as you want. I'll bend you over this very chair, make Mommy watch."

Her eyes were closed, hips grinding needily as she got off to my words. Passive acceptance of her fate had transformed into perverted desire. She'd be crawling to me soon enough.

By rights I should've gone to her right there and then, prevent her from masturbating further. Deny her satisfaction until she submitted to her God's will.

But I was transfixed by the dripping mess I made of my mother. It was glorious.

Cum leaked freely from her gaping asshole, a thick white stream running down the inside of her leg. It mixed with oil and sweat, dripping on the floor with fat plops, landing in a puddle of slop Mommy had gushed all over the floor.

She was still bent over the chair, but totally limp in unconscious bliss. Her once tight asshole was loose now, thoroughly gaped by my tender mercies. Her skin shone from the bucket of oil I had dumped on her. I had turned her into an incest fetish-shrine, a testament to unhinged perversion, a golden idol of pure pagan sexual power.

"You gotta see this." I said to Tara-Lynn, dragging her around the chair so she could witness my art. I propped her up on her knees, pointing her at her mother's ruined holes.

She protested, squealing as I ripped her hands away from her cunny. She was protesting more from sexual frustration than my casual control of her.

"Look at it!" I ordered, and she opened her eyes, dutifully.

I kneeled behind her, wrapping her in my arms, my dick pressed into the top of her ass. I found her breast with one hand and slipped the other between her legs. She opened them, subconsciously already submitting to me.

"That could be you," I crooned again, "getting as high as you want, whenever you want."

She moaned, mouth still duct-taped. My fingers expertly handled her needy clit as I whispered in her ear.

"I'll take care of everything, make sure you never run out. I'll take care of you, give you pleasure you couldn't dream of. I know you wish it were you on that chair."

She looked at me with wide eyes, submissive and desperate. I increased the speed of my fingers on her clit.

"You want to suck my cock?" I asked her.

She nodded, shame furrowing her brows as she submitted to weakness.

I controlled my features, schooling myself to stillness. I couldn't let the excitement of victory ruin the spell I had woven on her. I needed to maintain absolute control, total dominance, especially at the critical moment. Until my dick was firmly down her throat, I needed to maintain pure alpha dominance.

"You wanna suck my cock?" I ask again. She nodded more fiercely.

I let go of her, and I saw the pain of loss in her eyes. She was desperately horny, and was successfully seeing me as an object of sexual desire. Good. Soon she'd be calling her brother 'Daddy', committing heinous acts of vile debauchery and competing with Mommy on who the nastier whore was.

I backed away to the couch, keeping my full attention on Tara-Lynn. She had a strong mind, but I had wormed my way in it, exploiting the weakness I found. I had to hold fast to the hooks I set inside her, long enough to rip those vulnerabilities wide open. She was at the prime moment of submission, and it was time to strike.

I could see it in her eyes as I settled on the couch, pushing my crotch out. She was already mine, but she needed to be the one to seal her fate. I had given her no choice, but she had to be the one to choose total slavery.

Her body lurched forward, uncoordinated from the sexual hypnosis. The tape at her wrists and ankles made it hard to move, hard to crawl.

But crawl she did, worm-like as she shuffled towards me, eyes glued to my crotch. She propped herself up on her knees between my legs, hands wrapping around my deflated penis. She looked at it with awe.

I smiled.

"You want to suck my cock?" I asked a third time, sweetly, embracing victory.

She nodded again, shy to look at me. Good. She should have reverence for her Daddy.

I stroked her face, could hear her mew through the tape. I gripped an end and ripped it off in one smooth motion.

"Ow, fuck!" She cursed, before looking at me shyly.

I leaned back, gesturing for her to begin. I was only half-hard, spent from hours pounding the both of my women. She'd be sucking my cock for a long time at my current rate. I had no problem with that.

She stroked, looking at the object of her submission. I hadn't cleaned it out of Mommy's ass. Submission would be as nasty as it could get.

But Tara-Lynn was captured, her will broken by the very cock she held in her bound hands. Hours of rough sex and the promise of drugs had done its job. She wanted to be tamed, needed a man strong enough to tame her.

Giving me a final, searching look, she open her mouth, bowed her head, and took my half hard cock in her mouth.

She grimaced slightly, the rank taste needing a lot of spit to clean, but she used my dick to work up a mouth full of saliva.

I let out a relieved breath, relaxing into her mouth, letting my new slave prove her usefulness. My cock was so tired that I struggled to stay erect, hardening and softening in her mouth. She sucked with an intense focus, and wouldn't be content until she made her brother cum.

Nor would I. As far as I was concerned, the bitch could kneel at her master for hours. She was committed now, and I wouldn't accept her as my whore until I had blasted a fat load all over her willing face.

Besides, she needed the practice. Compared to my mother, the bitch couldn't swallow me at half-power. She made up for it with gusto and determination, but she needed to choke on a whole lot more cock before I would approve. I'd give her all the opportunity in the world soon enough.

"You fucked us so many times today already," Tara-Lynn said, jerking my flagging cock.

"You'll be sucking my cock a long time." I replied.

"Yes."

I smiled.

"Yes, Daddy." I corrected.

I watched carefully as she looked down, studying her reaction to the first order taken as my slave.

"Yes... Yes, Daddy." She said obediently. I could see the momentary confusion of calling her brother Daddy, saw her understand the innate authority in the title.

She was more clever than Mommy, or at least more considering. Mommy got off calling me Daddy, the subversion of the title for her son amplifying the nasty incest fetish we shared.

But Tara-Lynn took it differently, I saw. She gave me an imperceptible nod of approval before swallowing me again.

Instantly I understood, for her it was about the control. She was excited at the subtlety of calling me Daddy, the nuanced layer of authority it gave me over her. Her fetish was in being dominated by a mind more powerful than hers. Where my mother just wanted to embrace her sickest desires, my sister wanted to be completely and utterly owned.

I grabbed her head and pushed it down, driving my cock into her mouth. She gagged, but I kept her pinned to me. She looked at me through red-rimmed eyes, tears forming as I forced her to stillness.

"You're mine, bitch." I told her. If she wanted total domination, I'd give her total domination. "You live for this cock, I am your fucking God."

I held her another moment, driving the point home, then let go. She coughed, heaving air into her lungs.

"Thank you, Daddy." She replied hoarsely. The gratitude was unmistakable. Yes, this bitch was built to be a man's slave.

I let her continue to suck my cock, enjoying the power I had over her. Truth be told, I wanted a break from the constant sex, but this slut deserved to make Daddy cum. I chuckled to myself, oh the sacrifices I make for my slaves!

Eventually my mother came to, rolling off the chair and crashing onto her back. Her hand immediately slipped to her clit, playing with herself in a half-conscious state. After a while she came around enough to open her eyes, then slowly started to crawl towards me.

My sister redoubled her efforts, my cock getting properly hard watching my strung-out naked slave-mother crawling to me. I owned two whores now, it was glorious.

I flexed in my sisters mouth as Mommy shuffled up next to me on the couch, presenting her fat tits for me to suck on. I pressed Tara-Lynn's head down on my cock as I pressed my own face into my mother's perfect tits, flexing my dick as I enjoyed the full privileges of owning two totally obedient whores.

Mommy reached over while I sucked hungrily on her tits, lighting a cigarette and inhaling deeply. The only time she wasn't smoking was when she was unconscious.

Tara-Lynn was rubbing her face in my balls when she heard the lighter. She popped up from between my legs in an instant, hungry eyes snapping to the cigarette.

"Give me a drag!" She ordered, forgetting herself.

Anger flared through me, quicksilver fast. This bitch had the temerity to make a demand!? I grabbed her by the hair and yanked back, forcing her attention on her Daddy.

"You may beg Mommy for a drag," I spat, "you don't tell her nothin'. She's a better whore than you, which means she's better than you, which means she fucking owns you. You're the gutter whore here, got it?"

I put my hand in her mouth, pushing it to the back of her throat. She let it happen, of course, unable to deny me my whims. I pulled out of her mouth, spreading her spit on her small, perky tits. I leaned in close, whispering in her ear.

"You're smarter than her, and that's exactly why I'm making you bottom bitch. You don't need to be smart, you need to be totally obedient."

"Yes Daddy."

"You will serve that dumb cunt like your life depends on it. In fact you will serve anyone who happens to be around."

"Yes Daddy."

"You're a nasty whore, and it pleases me to see you submit to your betters." I continued, slapping her tits to drive the point home.

"Yes Daddy!" Tara-Lynn cried, looking at me through smoky, hungry eyes. She truly was a bottom bitch, was getting off on being the absolute lowest rung on the totem poll. She just needed permission to embrace it, her intellect getting in the way of becoming who she truly was, who she would be happiest being.

"Now beg." I ordered.

"Please... Please Mommy... I need to smoke so bad. It's been hours."

My mother took her signature long, deep drag of her cigarette, deliberately blowing it into Tara-Lynn's face.

Tara-Lynn breathed in the second hand smoke, trying desperately to inhale as much as she could. The desperation was pathetic. My dick swelled at the display.

Mommy gave me a dopey, sexy smile, shuffling off the couch to kneel behind my sister, keeping a firm hold on the cigarette. My mother was a consummate whore, always acting for her master's benefit. Her slavery was complete, unquestioning. She lived to please me, where Tara-Lynn lived to be dominated.

She pulled Tara-Lynn's hair, looking in the eyes, drawing on her cigarette. My sister's desperation was obvious, and she squirmed with lust at her powerlessness.

"Mommy..." Tara-Lynn whined, excited eyes burning with desire.

"You want some?" My mother asked sweetly.

Tara-Lynn nodded as best she could with her hair in Mommy's fist.

"Why should I give a bitch treats when she's been such a bad girl?"

"Pleaaaaase!" Tara-Lynn whined. She was stroking me faster and faster, proving how turned on she was being teased.

"You need to prove you're worth a cigarette." Mommy said, feeling Tara-Lynn up with her free hand, "Right now you're a useless cunt. You gotta earn it."

"I will, I will. Anything."

"Anything?" My mother asked, dubious.

"Mommyyyyy!"

Mommy gave her an evil smile.

"Open your mouth, stick out your tongue. And remember a good whore doesn't swallow until she's told to."

Tara-Lynn obeyed immediately, panting she was so horny. The bitch really did get off being dominated. I wondered what my mother was planning.

Mommy took another drag, the ash on the cigarette dangling precariously from the end. She took the cigarette from her mouth, and tapped the ash onto Tara-Lynn's waiting tongue.

The brutal taste watered Tara-Lynn's eyes, but she kept her tongue out, her whole body and mind dedicated to proving she was a good whore.

My cock was rock hard at the terrible abuse of power. Not in a million years would I have thought of such a punishment. My mother was built different.

And she proved just that, sticking her own tongue out and pressing it into the ash. I watched, stunned, as the two women shared in a sloppy, nasty, disgusting kiss.

I grunted at the sight as they swapped grey spit back and forth. Teeth, lips and chin were soon covered in grey spit, and Mommy gave me a toothy grin, proudly displaying just how nasty a bitch she was.

Mommy ordered Tara-Lynn to swap back the ash-spit, loaded it up, and spit it directly onto her daughter's unsuspecting face.

"Fuuuck!" I moaned, unable to handle how hot I found this nasty ash play. At the same time Mommy forced Tara-Lynn back onto my dick, controlling her head with both arms as she set a fast pace.

Tara-Lynn was blind, breathless and broken as her mother used her as a fleshlight on my cock.

"Fuuuck! Fuuuuuuuck!" I moaned. God damn my mother knew how to get her son off. Tara-Lynn had been unsuccessfully sucking me off for near an hour, it only took my mother half a cigarette to having me busting a healthy load in my sister's mouth.

"You don't fucking swallow til I say so, cunt!" My mother spat, training her daughter to be a proper whore.

"FUUUUUUCK!" I roared, blasting fresh cum to mix with ash and spit and ass. Tara-Lynn forced herself to take the load, letting her brother ejaculate in her mouth, forcing herself not to swallow. She was lucky that I had already drained my balls in both of them so many times today, else I would've drowned the untrained slut.

Seeing I had finished unloading in my sister's mouth, Mommy pulled Tara-Lynn's head back and resumed making out with her, now swapping grey cum back and forth.

With a final spit into Tara-Lynn's open mouth, Mommy ordered her to swallow. She complied with a forceful gulp, schooling herself to keep the rude mixture down.

"Good girl." Mommy said, lighting another cigarette, the other one discarded. She took a long, satisfied drag, then placed between Tara-Lynn's lips.

Tara-Lynn was a fucking mess, eyes struggling to open, tears making runnels down her ash splattered face. She mewed as she felt the cigarette placed in her mouth, fearful of further abuse. Good.

The fear turned to pleasure as she realized it was her reward. She took a long drag, mimicking her mother's smoking style. She coughed violently, unused to such a brutal inhalation.

Mother simply studied her daughter like a teacher appraising a particularly dense student. She took another drag as Tara-Lynn recovered, putting it back in Tara-Lynn's mouth as soon as she was able.

Tara-Lynn for her part was dedicated to her whoredom, greedily inhaling her precious nicotine, forcing herself to be the slut she knew she could be.

I just watched, numb, thoroughly spent.

Mommy lit yet another cigarette as they quickly finished the second. Mommy was experimenting with chain smoking at my order, and was definitely enjoying it.

"Daddy?" Tara-Lynn asked me meekly.

I grunted, allowing her to ask a question.

"Can.. Can I get cleaned up now... And maybe take these off?" She gestured at the duct-tape still binding her wrists and ankles.

I grunted again. A nice long shower would be good, and Tara-Lynn had earned the privilege to be unbound.

"Mommy, you can cut her free, and you can take a shower together when I'm done. I don't want you bitches taking all my hot water. I dunno, fuck or something until I'm done."

"Yes Daddy." Two voices responded in harmonious obedience.

They immediately dove into each other, Tara-Lynn begging Mommy to make her cum, Mommy hungry to degrade Tara-Lynn further.

I whistled as I got up to take a shower, leaving my whores to savage each other. Tara-Lynn would be begging to shoot up once mother finally let her cum. The pleasant thought to hook Mommy on heroin too crossed my mind.

So too did the thought that I needed to get paid. The last of dozens of messages from my boss informed me I was fired, so my pets needed to start making me money. I wasn't desperate, but would have to carefully control my cunts addiction until the money started rolling in.

I considered which of my friends would be best suited to pay me first. Definitely my best friend, Tommy. He had a crush on Tara-Lynn since he first laid eyes on her. I didn't get it, but I guess some dudes went for that trailer trash vibe. He was also a creep, and wouldn't blink at the fact I was fucking my family, let alone prostituting them.

I chuckled as the warm water sluiced the sex and grime off me. Knowing Tommy, he wouldn't want to leave once I let him into my perverted paradise. Then again, there was more than enough holes for the both of us, and managing the bitches would be easier with another man in the house. He'd have to give me his PS5 though. And the flatscreen he played it on. And he would have to submit to me as the alpha.

I knew he would though, the freaky little creep would do just about anything to be allowed to terrorize Tara-Lynn with his cock. And with Tara-Lynn thoroughly tamed, she'd get off on having the nasty pervert let loose on her.

Yes, things were shaping up quite nicely I thought as I stepped out of the shower. I'd let my whores shoot up, if only to give me a few hours of peace and quiet as they went on their nod. Then invite Tommy over, get drunk, and go to town on my junkie slaves.

I smiled, hearing my sister cum violently in the living room as she was finally allowed to orgasm. Her initiation had been brutal, and more work would have to be done on her, but the mare had been broken. Drugs just made breaking a mind so easy!

With a skip in my step I grabbed the baggy of heroin I had hidden, and headed to the living room to reward the bitches.

My whores would be hooked on heroin, and I was going to profit off their destruction.