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True to his word, Uncle Sean put his cock away before Avery came out and sat in his lap. Which was just as well, because Avery acted like a total tease, wiggling her bare ass against his groin as he went through her phone, taking control of her social media and messaging accounts.
Madelyn didn’t get to see all of it. Uncle Sean sent her away to “give Avery some privacy”. Madelyn made an effort to argue – she was worried that Uncle Sean might go back on his word if she wasn’t there to watch – but Logan threatened to use the Female Instincts Gun (or the “bimbo gun”, as she had begun to think of her) on her again, and that was enough to intimidate Madelyn into compliance.
As a result, she didn’t get to listen to Uncle Sean going through Avery’s browser history, and discussing her porn habits with her. She was instead trapped in her bedroom.
She spent the time doodling in her slut diary. She decided to make a list of all the perverted things that Uncle Sean and Logan were making her do, so she’d remember to complain about them once she found someone who would believe her.
Madelyn’s Rules
- I will call Uncle Sean “daddy” and call Logan “sir”.
- I will get along with people in this house. I will not be a bitch.
- I will dress to look fuckable.
- I will greet Daddy and Logan and Avery and any visitor to the house by giving them an affectionate tongue-kiss.
- Daddy and Logan will show me their cocks when I make them hard so I know what I’ve done.
- I will apologise for being a disgusting slut when I make Daddy or Logan hard.
- All of Daddy and Logan’s cum goes in or on me (so that none will go in Avery).
- I will document by sexual behaviour and thoughts in my Slut Diary and let Daddy read them. I will be truthful. I will photograph my cunt each day and add the photograph to that day’s entry.
- I will not leave the house without permission.
- I will do the housework Daddy gives me.
- I will attend the Stenway Academy and complete my homework.
- Daddy will regulate the use of my phone.
- I will be active in disciplining Avery when she does not meet Daddy’s standards.
- I will not apologise to girls. I will instead say “you deserved it”.
There was a further, secret rule, that she didn’t dare write in the diary – that she would piss in her sister’s mouth every night, in bed. This was the price to buy Avery’s silence about Madelyn’s first instance of that humiliating behaviour.
After a while, Avery returned to the room from having her phone inspected. She was in good spirits.
“What happened with Uncle Sean, Avery?” asked Madelyn. “I mean… what happened with Daddy?”
Uncle Sean may not have been there to hear Madelyn use the wrong name, but Avery had made it clear she would happily slap Madelyn on his behalf, in the interests of being a good girl for her new authority figure.
“Nothing really,” said Avery. She sat in the corner that had the Barbie dolls, and began to fiddle with them.
Madelyn gritted her teeth. The toys in the room were clearly designed to infantilise them. Avery was 18 – a woman – but she didn’t look like one, sitting there, toying with dolls. It was worse when her eyes drifted to the room’s TV screen, which was playing bright, feminine animated shows aimed at tween girls.
There was something about the whole room that did something to Madelyn’s mind. It made it hard to remember that she was an adult, capable of making her own decisions. It summoned back older thought patterns – thought patterns from a time when she had needed someone to protect her, and dress her, and tell her what to do.
“Did… Daddy take his cock out again?” she asked.
Avery pouted. “No, he left it in his pants,” she said. “He said I’m not as much of a slut as you, so I don’t make him hard. Except that’s a lie – I could feel him through his pants. I felt it twitch every time I shifted my bottom. But when I asked him, he said that was just him thinking about you, because you’re such a disgusting whore.”
Madelyn blushed.
“Avery, he’s related to us,” she said. “He shouldn’t be aroused by either of us. It’s wrong that he made you sit on his lap while his… his dick was hard.”
“It’s your fault,” said Avery. “I know a daddy wouldn’t normally have a hard cock around his daughters, but you’re the one that sucked Logan’s cock, and drank his piss. I bet no one could see you as just a daughter or a… or a relative, after watching that. They’d always be thinking about you sucking cock and drinking piss when they looked at you.”
Madelyn felt tears rush to her eyes. Avery was only saying things that Madelyn had already thought – but to hear them from her sister hurt more than anything that had happened to her so far.
“Do you… do you think that, when you look at me?” she said, in a small voice.
Avery finally saw what she’d done to her sister. Her eyes widened.
“Oh, no, Maddy!” she said, springing to her feet. “I didn’t mean – oh, I’m sorry!”
She ran to Madelyn, and hugged her.
“No, I don’t think that,” she said. “I love you. And you love me. It’s on the wall, remember?”
She pointed to the painted letters on the bedroom wall that read “MADELYN ♡ AVERY”.
“But I’ve done such slutty things…” said Madelyn. “I couldn’t help it, but…”
“Sssh,” said Avery.
And then she kissed Madelyn on the lips.
It wasn’t a chaste kiss between sisters. It was a lover’s kiss – raw, and passionate, and intimate.
And Madelyn let it happen. It felt so good to receive honest affection, to be cared about, to be liked.
More than that – she kissed Avery back. She pushed her tongue into Avery’s mouth, and wrapped her arms around her sister and pulled her tight.
It felt amazing.
“Come over here,” said Avery, after the kiss. She led Madelyn to the corner of the room with the large plush bear, and pulled her down. The bear was so large that it supported both of them in its fuzzy embrace, acting half as chair and half as bed.
When they were down on it, Avery reached under Madelyn’s skirt and began to pull her panties down.
Madelyn gave a half-hearted struggle.
“What are you doing?” she murmured.
“Sssh,” said Avery. “It’ll feel good.”
She pulled Madelyn’s panties off her ankles and threw them away. Then she kissed Madelyn again, and as she did, her hand found its way between Madelyn’s legs and started stroking her sister’s clit.
Madelyn made a muffled noise of protest into her sister’s mouth – but even as she did, she spread her legs to give Avery better access.
“Everything’s better when you’re wet,” said Avery, between kisses. “This is what I used to do at school whenever a boy was mean to me or a teacher told me off. I’d just go to the toilets and rub my pussy until it didn’t bother me anymore.”
“It’s wrong…” whined Madelyn.
“Sssh,” said Avery again.
And after that, Madelyn just let it happen. Her sister’s mouth was warm and soft, and her fingers were delicate and insistent. Avery seemed to know just how to tease Madelyn’s clit for maximum pleasure. So she hugged her sister, and kissed her, until she felt an orgasm come over her.
“Thank you,” she gasped. “Thank you, Avery.”
“It’s all right,” said Avery. “You can do me when I’m sad.” She stroked Madelyn’s face. “I love you, Madelyn,” she said.
“I love you, Avery,” Madelyn replied.
Just then there was a knock at the door. Madelyn jumped, suddenly filled with guilt, sure that somehow Uncle Sean or Logan had seen her lesbian embrace with her sister.
“Who is it?” she called. It was an idiot thing to say. Who could it possibly be, other than Sean or Logan.
“Just open the door, Madelyn,” said Logan from the other side.
Madelyn didn’t have time to put her panties back on. And she realised that Avery was currently lying with her skirt pulled up and her legs spread to expose her own twat.
She ran to the door, opened it a crack, and slipped out into the corridor next to Logan, closing the door behind her before he could see Avery.
“What is it?” she said, in an irritated voice. Then, realising that bitchiness might attract punishment, she corrected herself, in a more pleasant tone. “How can I help you, sir?”
He held up his hands. Held in each was a condom, and each was filled with sticky white semen.
“Your sister was quite a tease,” said Logan. “And she has some very interesting fantasies. We had to relieve some pressure. This one is your new daddy, and this one is me. Are you going to deal with them here, or should I mix them in your dinner?”
All of Logan and Sean’s cum had to go in or on her. If she rubbed it into her skin or pushed it up her holes, Avery might notice – and besides, she rebelled in disgust at the idea of deliberately pushing her uncle and cousin’s cum into her cunt or anus. That left swallowing it – but could she really swallow two condoms of cold cum? How would she be punished, if she couldn’t keep it down?
“You can, um, mix it into my dinner,” she said. It was only two condoms full. She probably wouldn’t even taste it, mixed with a full meal .
“Apologise for your slut sister and say she deserves to be raped,” said Logan. “Otherwise you can take the cum now.”
Madelyn blushed. She didn’t want to say that about her sister. But…
“I’m sorry Avery is a disgusting slut,” she whispered. “Avery deserves to be raped.”
Logan looked at her – then he put both condoms in the same hand, and reached down and undid his fly with the other, bringing his erect cock into view.
“I’m sorry I’m a disgusting slut,” said Madelyn immediately.
“You’re not forgiven,” said Logan. “I think I might need to fill another one of these before dinner. Would you like to take it direct from the source, or shall I just add it to the mix?”
She didn’t want to suck Logan’s cock.
“Add it to the mix,” she said.
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She had regrets by dinnertime. The dinner was steak, and everyone else had gravy on theirs. Madelyn had “white sauce” – and everyone at the table except Avery knew that the truth was that her steak was soaked in semen.
Both men had taken their cocks out as soon as they saw Madelyn emerge from her room dressed for dinner, in a cute outfit that she could have worn to the mall, but which also very definitely made her look “fuckable”. She had apologised for being a disgusting slut, and they had all seated themselves for dinner – which was when Madelyn discovered what she was expected to eat.
She thought she might gag when she put the first chunk of cum-soaked steak in her mouth – but to her surprise, it actually wasn’t too bad. The meat had warmed the cum a little, and the cum’s salty flavour actually complemented the meat well. She ate another chunk, and another, and soon she had to admit that she was actually enjoying her steak-with-cum.
The men grinned as they watched her eat. She actually thought Logan might be playing with his dick under the table as he watched her. How many times in one day could a man cum, she wondered? How much sperm could they produce for her to ingest?
During the main course, Uncle Sean raised the subject of a big-titted woman he’d seen a couple of days prior, and he and Logan discussed how much fun she might be to rape, and invited Avery to speculate on the woman’s intelligence – Avery giggled, and agreed that a woman with big tits was probably very stupid – and then they asked Madelyn which of this woman’s holes would be most fun to rape, and Madelyn, forced to choose, gave the opinion that probably her cunt would be the most enjoyable hole to violate.
After the main course, Logan went into the kitchen with his dick hard, and when he returned, he had put it back in his pants, and was carrying four shot-glasses.
“A post-dinner drink,” he said. “A shot of white chocolate liqueur.”
He placed one glass in front of each of them – but Madelyn had no doubts as to what hers really was. And when they all raised their glasses to their lips, Madelyn discovered she was right, as she felt a dose of Logan’s hot, sticky cum slide over her tongue and down her throat.
This was her life now – drinking all of her uncle and her cousin’s cum, to protect her sister.
“What are we toasting?” said Avery – the question only having come to her after she had finished her drink.
“Why, isn’t it obvious?” said Uncle Sean. “Tomorrow is your big day!”
“Our big day?” said Madelyn.
He smiled.
“Your first day at the Stenway Academy.”
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