Story: The Foster Girl, Part 11

Previous chapters:
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten

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When Jayna and Luna got home, Jayna led her foster sister to their shared bedroom, and then said “strip”.

Luna coloured – but she knew better, by now, than to resist Jayna’s instruction.  She obediently undressed, until she was naked.  She did it facing the wall, because it was easier to undress like this if she didn’t have to see Jayna’s leering face as she stripped, but when she turned back around, she gasped. 

Jayna had produced a screwdriver from somewhere, and was tinkering with the doorknob of their room door.   

“What are you doing?” Luna asked, horrified. 

“Just making an adjustment,” said Jayna.  She tightened a last screw, and then showed her work to Luna.  As she turned the doorknob left and right, the latch bolt stayed retracted in its hole in the door.  She pushed the door closed, and Luna saw that it didn’t latch into place, but instead remained closed only by lack of momentum.  Someone wanting to enter the room wouldn’t need to turn the knob – they would only need to push on the door. 

In fact, a breeze or a change in pressure in the house could cause the door to swing open all by itself.  And the hinges on the door, Luna noted, were well-oiled and silent.  If she wasn’t looking at it, she wouldn’t even hear it open. 

“Why are you doing that?” asked Luna. 

“You were a bit mouthy to me at the mall, Luna,” said Jayna.  “Good girlfriends should be obedient.  You need to learn that there are consequences for being bitchy with me.  So you’re just going to lose a bit of your privacy and security here in your bedroom.” 

“This is your bedroom too!” objected Luna. 

Jayna laughed.  “I don’t care if your father or your brother see *me* naked,” she said.  “They can have an eyeful whenever they want.” 

Luna just blushed. 

“Now, come sit at your study desk,” said Jayna.  “You have some homework to do.” 

“Homework?  What do you mean?” asked Luna.  She felt stupid, continually asking questions, knowing she wouldn’t like the answers, but she couldn’t seem to keep up with Jayna’s thoughts.  Jayna always seemed to be one cruel humiliation ahead of Luna. 

“You’re going to do some scrapbooking with your new magazines,” said Jayna.  She put the porn magazines that Luna had shoplifted on the table – “Big-Titted Lesbian Whores” and “Daddy’s Little Fucktoys”. 

“But those were for you!” protested Luna. 

“Do you think anyone would have believed that, if you had been caught shoplifting, with these magazines shoved up your pretty little cunt like a criminal whore?” laughed Jayna.  “That they weren’t really for you?” 

Luna went red.  “But they *weren’t*!” she insisted. 

“Well, if they weren’t for you, then I don’t know why you’re going to read them and do scrapbooking with them while I lick your cunt,” said Jayna.  “It doesn’t make sense, does it?” 

Luna didn’t know what to say to that. 

Jayna took up the scrapbook she had bought at the mall, and used some of the stickers she had bought with it to give it a title on its front cover: “LUNA’S SEXY FANTASIES”. 

“There you go,” she said.  “Now, you’re going to go through the magazines, and cut out all the sexiest pictures, and glue them into your new scrapbook.  And put pretty stickers on them showing how sexy you think they are.  Given how much you love raping innocent girls like me, and how you fantasise about fucking your father all the time, I want to see lots of photos of lesbian sluts, and pretty girls being fucked by older men, okay?” 

Luna was mortified.  “Jayna,” she said, “I *can’t*.  These magazines are gross.  They don’t make me feel sexy.  These aren’t my fantasies.” 

Jayna frowned.  “Luna, have you forgotten that when you talk back to me, you force me to punish you?” she asked.  “Is that what good girlfriends do?” 

She moved closer to her foster sister, and stroked Luna’s naked tits.  “Now, we can do this in your bedroom,” she said, “or we can do it out in the lounge in front of your family.” 

Luna felt a rush of fear.  “No,” she said, quietly.  “We can do it here.”

“Good girl,” said Jayna.   

Luna sat in the chair at her desk, and Jayna crawled under the desk and forced Luna’s legs apart.  Slowly, she began to lick her foster sister’s cunt.  And Luna did as she was told, and began to assemble a scrapbook of slutty images. 

She found it hard at first, because the magazines *were* gross and unsexy to her.  She wasn’t used to looking at naked cocks – particularly of older men – or of staring at the spread cunts and fake tits of porn stars.  But Jayna’s tongue on her pussy was unrelenting, and insistent, and soon Luna found herself becoming involuntarily wet. 

She carefully cut out pictures of naked young women sucking the cocks of men twice their age, and glued them into the scrapbook.  She found images of teenages bent over couches and tables as their fathers fucked them into the pussy or ass.  She found images of nude lesbian teens kissing, or licking each other’s twats.  And she felt herself becoming more and more aroused, despite herself. 

She added stickers to each page in her scrapbook.  Two intertwined naked girls got a sticker of a pair of lips, and a couple of sparkly stars.  A picture of a girl having her bare ass spanked by an older man got a sticker that said “Naughty!”  and one of a girl receiving a load of semen on her face got a “So Hot!” and a “Good Girl!” 

At the point where she was aroused enough that she was beginning to hump Jayna’s face without realising it, Jayna pulled back, and said, “Write something, on each page.  Just a sentence or so about how you want your dad to fuck you, or how much you like licking cunt, or whatever.” 

Luna hesitated – but Jayna clearly wasn’t going to resume licking her until she complied, and she was also aware that if she angered Jayna then the result would be some additional humiliation.  So she did as she was told. 

It wasn’t so much worse than when Jayna had made her say these things while filming her, after all.  So she wrote, “Fuck me, daddy,” on one page, and “I want my daddy’s cock inside me,” on another, and Jayna went back to licking, and Luna was able to concentrate on how good her pussy felt, and not think too hard about the slutty scrapbook she was creating.  She wrote “Good girlfriends lick pussy” next to a picture of two girls, and “I’m a good little slut for daddy” next to another.   

As her orgasm was approaching, Jayna stopped again.  “Here, add these to the scrapbook,” she said, and passed some pieces of paper up to Luna. 

Luna almost jumped out of her chair with shock when she saw what they were.  Three were pictures of her own father, taken from his Facebook page.  They weren’t unusual – just normal, fully-dressed, smiling pictures – but it felt weird and wrong to be looking at her father when she was behaving like such a slut and was so close to orgasm. 

The other two were nude full-body photos of Luna with her pussy spread, that Jayna had taken previously. 

“I thought you might want to cut out your father’s face and stick it on some of the men in the photos, to make it closer to your fantasy,” said Jayna.  “And put the two of you at the end, and write about how you want you father to rape you.” 

Luna almost said “no”.  She wanted to say “no”.  But she knew how that would go.  Jayna would probably *bite* her clitoris, and then yell out something loudly so that her father or brother would come to investigate, and push open the non-latching door, and see Luna nude with her sister between her legs, making a scrapbook of disgusting incest fantasies… 

So she didn’t say no.  She said, “Yes, Jayna,” and did as she was told.  And Jayna went back to licking.  She glued her father’s face onto the three pictures that best matched it, so that it was like she was looking at her father’s naked body.  And then she added the nude pictures of herself at the end of the scrapbook, and wrote, “I want daddy to rape me,” underneath them. 

And as she was doing that last task, she felt herself orgasming, humiliatingly, from her foster sister’s tongue. 

Jayna crawled out from under the table almost immediately, and began pulling off her own clothes.  “All right,” she said.  “Now it’s your turn.” 

Luna knew what was expected of her.  She got off the chair, and Jayna (once naked) turned it around so that it was now facing the door, before sitting in it and spreading her legs.  Luna knelt between her legs, her back to the door, and began to obediently lick her foster sister’s cunt. 

As Luna licked, Jayna used her mobile phone to send a message to Luna’s mother, Carrie. 

The message read: 

“Take off your panties, then come see what your slut daughter is doing to me.  Push Luna’s bedroom door open, gently, quietly.  Then lift up your skirt and rub your pussy for me while you watch.” 

It didn’t take long until the bedroom door quietly swung open.  Luna, with her back to it, didn’t even notice.  She just kept licking Jayna’s snatch. 

In the doorway was Luna’s mother.  She had a shocked expression on her face when she saw the two naked girls – but she was already blushing, as well, because after all she had taken off her panties before coming, obedient to her foster daughter’s instructions as if she were a trained pet. 

Carrie looked both ways in the corridor, guiltily, checking there was no one else around.  Jayna was pretty sure that Luna’s father and brother were both out in the back yard somewhere, doing some kind of handiwork, but honestly she didn’t care.  The thrill of having both these two women submitting to her, degrading themselves for her, had overwhelmed her caution.   

Once she was sure no one was looking, Carrie raised her skirt, looking at Jayna, embarrassed.  Jayna smiled when she saw her foster mother’s bare cunt. 

“Rub it,” she mouthed silently, and Carrie obediently began to masturbate, standing in the hall, as she watched her naked daughter licking her foster daughter’s fuckhole. 

Jayna could immediately tell that this was the most erotic experience Carrie had ever had.  The woman was naturally submissive, Jayna thought, and the mixed feelings of being controlled – blackmailed, even – and the taboo of masturbating while secretly watching her own daughter’s lesbian activity were together driving her over the edge. 

Within mere minutes, her body was shaking, and then suddenly Carrie was orgasming.  Her knees went visibly weak, and she almost collapsed to the floor.  Her eyes rolled back in her head.  And then, afterwards, there was the moment of perfect shame as the arousal and endorphins left her and she was able to soberly realise what she had just done, what she had just participated in. 

Jayna just smiled, and made a dismissive motion, giving her permission to leave.  Carrie fled, takingly only a moment to swing the door closed first.  Jayna was almost sorry that Luna hadn’t noticed – she would have loved to see the emotions as Luna discovered her own mother fingering her cunt in enjoyment of Luna’s abuse.  But that would have to wait for another day. 

With Carrie gone, Jayna gave herself permission to find her own orgasm, and before long she was bucking against Luna’s face, gripping Luna’s hair and holding her so close the poor girl struggled to breath.  She deliberately rubbed her sopping wet cunt all over Luna’s face, coating her in fuckjuices, before finally shuddering through her orgasm and releasing her. 

“You look pretty like that,” she said to Luna afterwards, enjoying the sheen of lesbian slut slime on her face.  “Don’t you dare clean it off.”  It was best that Luna get used to having sex juices on her face earlier rather than later.  If she looked pretty like this, she would look even sexier with her brother or father’s sperm on her cheeks and tits. 

And of course, Jayna didn’t tell Luna the specific thought she had been imagining when she orgasmed – the idea of showing Luna’s new scrapbook to her father, and stroking Bill’s cock as he flipped through it, and came to learn just how much Luna apparently wanted her father to fuck her…

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