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Michael’s wedding to Claire was a simple affair.
Brea had seduced the priest at Claire’s local church, and he agreed to administer a small ceremony. She had likewise done a survey of Claire’s friends and classmates, and found the ones who held fantasies of fucking or raping Claire, or who just hated her, and had invited them as guests.
Michael’s family attended too, and Claire’s father, and Morgan, and Harry.
They had decided to wait until Claire’s baby bump was showing, so he would look prettier and more humiliated. She walked down the aisle completely naked, masturbating (under Michael’s orders) as she walked.
She stood awkwardly at the altar as the priest delivered the sermon that Brea had helped him prepare, about how women were born to serve and please, and about how Claire was a disgusting pregnant slut who should be grateful for Michael’s benevolence. Claire made vows to be a good toilet and fucktoy and slave for Michael, and Michael vowed to never let mercy or empathy stop him from using her any way that pleased him.
Claire’s wedding ring was connected by a chain to a bracelet on her wrist, which in turn was welded shut, so she could never remove it. Michael wore no ring, for, as Brea had taught him, he was not obliged to have loyalty or obligations to anything female.
At the point in the ceremony where a couple might ordinarily have kissed, Michael spat in Claire’s face, and slapped her, and then pushed her down to her knees so he could stick his cock in her mouth and piss.
She thanked him, when he was done.
Then he told the assembled audience that they were free to fuck or use her however they liked, for the next three hours, while he played with his sister and with Morgan, who were “more fun to fuck anyway”.
It was important for Claire to start her married life by understanding that even though she was nothing but a fucktoy, she wasn’t even the most important fucktoy in her husband’s life.
For the honeymoon, Michael’s whole family took their black van “hunting” game on the road. The school year had come to an end (Claire had flunked every subject) and silly, drunken teens were congregating on beaches in holiday towns to celebrate. Michael and his family would cruise in the black van, abducting and raping silly bikini-clad sluts.
They did their best to impregnate as many as possible. They videoed every rape, and told each girl that upon release they would have to seduce and fuck the men of their families or face having their rape footage made public. Michael’s family had no way to know whether the girls would obey these instructions – they were raping far too many women to check in on individual victims – but the idea that some of these girls would end up fucking their fathers or brothers when they didn’t even have to was hilarious to Michael and Brea.
They made Claire join in on these rapes, of course. The guilt of knowing she had betrayed other women would only make Claire more compliant and obedient, and besides, Michael got off on seeing this girl who he had once considered innocent and virginal orgasm from forcefully humping her cunt against the faces of crying non-consenting women.
When they got home, Michael got down to preparing Claire for her new life as a breeder.
Michael’s father had recently arranged for a new room to be added to the house, dubbed “the kennels”, which held a collection of maybe ten spacious dog cages. This was where Michael’s mother and sister would sleep, and Morgan, and now Claire, when they weren’t being fucked overnight, and there was space for more women to join “the bitch collection” over time.
It was a degrading setup, but Michael wanted to further strip Claire’s personhood. Brea was fucking a psychiatrist, and arranged for Claire to be declared legally “mentally incompetent”. Michael was given a power of attorney over his wife, and he used this to legally change her name. She had taken his last name with marriage, but he changed her first name and all her identification to the name “Rapecunt”, so that she would never be able to interact with the rest of society without humiliation. They still called her “Claire” around the house, though – mostly – and Claire came to understand that she was lucky to receive such kindness, and lucky to have Michael as a husband.
Ultrasounds had shown that Claire’s baby would be a girl, and Michael was having a lot of fun by torturing Claire by telling her that when Claire’s daughter turned 18, Claire would be required to fuck her, and teach her to fuck her father. Claire would show her daughter the footage of her own rapes, and teach her daughter to orgasm while watching her mother’s violation.
Michael intended to put another baby in Claire as soon as possible after she gave birth, though. He wanted a son as well, if only so that he could some day watch Claire being raped by her own son. But also because Claire was regularly fucked by Michael’s father, and his friends, and her own father, and he wanted to be sure that it was her own seed occupying his womb and preventing her impregnation by anyone else.
Plus, he had learned from Brea that every young man needed a sister to fuck.
Brea never went back to college in the end. How much did a woman need to “learn”, anyway, once she had been educated in her role as a rapetoy and a toilet? Instead she took up a role with a misogynist advocacy group working to remove the rights of women – the so-called Committee for Gender Equity, colloquially known as “Titcage”.
Here she put her body to work seducing and corrupting prominent men, and raping and blackmailng prominent women, to help create a world where every woman would be forced to recognise their place as a set of holes for men to stick their cock into.
Michael couldn’t have been prouder for her, and he made sure to recognise all her triumphs with a particular painful and degrading raping, which would inevitably make his sister squeal with joy.
And when he thought back of all he had learned, and gained, since Brea had first come home from college, he couldn’t help but be delighted – and amazed, at how much less happy he might have been, if he had never learned to treat his sister, mother, and female friends as his personal non-consenting sex-toys.
It truly was a wonderful world – and Brea had helped Michael become the master of it.
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Huh, i expected it to end with Brea also loosing control. To this point she has passively and actively lead her family here but I thought that she was going to end up loosing control when they got used to it.
Also i have no idea how she isn’t pregnant if Claire and the others are. She supposedly follows her own beliefs so she doesn’t use birth control. Or maybe she does and it’s something Michael is meant to find out and punish her for.