know why I can’t switch off! My cock stiffens until it feels like it’s going to explode.
Master Westbrook fucks my ass while the electric pulses torture my cock. It’s all too much! My ass is burning from Master Westbrook’s hard thrusts. The electric pulses get stronger and stronger until I can’t fight them anymore.
No! Disgust overwhelms me as come spurts from my cock, and then Master Westbrook comes in my ass, grunting like a pig.
“It’s my turn!” Mistress Westbrook says with a voice filled with victory.
Master Westbrook yanks his cock out of my ass, and then Mistress Westbrook’s nails dig into my side. She shoves hard at me until I fall to the side, exposing my cock and the come still spurting from it. She pushes at my legs, spreading them wide.
“I told you I would make you come!” She gloats, and then she smears her hand in the come, spreading it over my cock and balls. Her finger slips into my ass and she starts to finger me. She climbs on the bed and straddles my chest, her ass in my face.
I feel degraded that she’s won. I feel battered and ruined.
She licks the come from my abdomen, cock and balls, making sure to bite me where she can. The pain is nothing compared to what I feel inside.
She then she turns around, and leaving the bands on, she takes my cock into her pussy. She’s never fucked me before. It’s only Master Westbrook who fucks me. She’s sucked and bitten me, and she’s made me lick and bite her. We’ve flogged and beaten each other with paddles and whips. We’ve done everything but fuck.
She starts to ride me and then the electric pulse sizzles through me again. My hips lift from the bed with the force of the electric pulse. She must feel it too because her body jerks against mine. She throws her head back laughing and then she presses the button on the small remote she’s holding in her left hand. Another electric pulse hits hard and again my hips jerk forcing my cock into her.
She doesn’t let go of the button and the pulse is a constant attack on my cock. My ass is lifted off the bed as she bounces on top of me.
I want to scream as my hips start to jerk and then another orgasm robs me of the last bit of self-respect I was clinging to.
Mistress Westbrook screams loudly as she orgasms. She finally lets go of the button controlling the electrosex bands and she gets off me.
My come is dripping down her thighs. She drags a finger through it and holds it out to me. “See, Slave, you’re nothing but a fuck!” She spits at me. “Get out!”
Ashamed and degraded I quickly grab the jeans, pull them on and then run from the room. She fucking won! Why couldn’t I fight it? Why was I so weak?
Two orgasms? Not just once but twice! I’m nothing but a fuck. She’s right.
I take the stairs up to my room, two at a time, and when I reach the top I freeze. I tilt my head to the side, not sure I’m seeing right.
David is in the hallway. He looks a lot older from the last photo I saw of him, but it’s still David. He has a hard look on his face.
Sophia is on her knees and he’s shoving his cock down her throat. Right there in the passage for all to see! She’s making gagging sounds, tears spilling from her eyes from all the gagging and lack of oxygen. David’s hands are fisted in her hair as he keeps her in place so he can fuck her throat as hard as he wants.
Horror creeps over me, slowly and dark. My whole body wounds tight and then something snaps.
My brother is fucking a slave!
My brother… my baby brother!
The brother I sacrificed everything for!
I don’t know how I get to them so fast, but I shove Sophia back. She falls hard to her side but I don’t care. I grab David’s shirt and press him into the wall. My breaths are ragged with anger and misery. The slither of humanity I clung to for David shatters inside of me. It cuts me into a million pieces until there is nothing left of me but an empty black hole.
David’s face contorts in anger. “Get your