1. The Second Place Sister: Ch. 7


    Date: 5/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bondage and restriction, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    that was love at first sight,” “Hmmm, You'd know a little something about love at first sight, wouldn't you?” Melanie teased. He squeezed her hand, “Yes. Yes, I would,” John pulled the car into the driveway. The house hadn't burned down. The windows were unbroken. Nobody was dead in the yard. These were all good signs in his book. The couple left the car and found themselves pausing outside the front door. They looked at one another and laughed, knowing they'd both paused for the same reason. They wanted to make sure no one was screaming at each other. Stephanie had dinner going when they came inside. The mingled smells of a full meal wafted throughout the house. Ever since her parents had fucked her the first time, it seemed like Stephanie had been more involved in their family than ever before. She'd never been distant exactly, but she was always on the outskirts. They knew she felt overshadowed by Tori's constant success, always coming in second in the races. With Tori away from home these last weeks, though, it was like she'd tried to step up and prove something to them. While it was a nice change, they both knew that Stephanie had never needed to prove anything. They loved her just as much as Tori, and as much as Mike. “Hey there, later gators,” Stephanie said, popping her head out of the kitchen, “stuff's in the oven. You've got an hour!” She strolled out of the kitchen and gave them both a kiss on the lips, squeezing her daddy's crotch teasingly. “Tori's been in her ...
    room since we got home. Mike disappeared into his cave with the hottie you adopted, and is probably fucking her brains out as we speak,” Stephanie said. “Thanks, honey,” Melanie said, and held out her hand. Stephanie reached out, curious, and felt her mother drop a key into her hand. “What's this?” “Well,” Melanie said, looking uncomfortable, “Part of your sister's treatment for her AHSD is to help her deal with her need to masturbate, so for the time being they're using a deterrent treatment,” Melanie tried to explain. “What the hell does that mean?” “They locked her in a chastity belt,” John said. “They did what?” Stephanie feigned ignorance, looked dumbfounded. “It's to help her,” Melanie parroted the doctors, “but it means we're going to have to step up and help, too. If she needs to use the bathroom, take showers, or...well...if she needs to cum. We're going to have to help her, alright?” Stephanie found it difficult to suppress her joy at Tori's predicament, but put on her mask and said, “That's awful! So, like, by helping her I guess you mean taking this thing off when she needs to do one of the aforementioned activities?” “That's about the size of it,” her father said, “just try to be...nice about it, will you?” “Oh, the picture of sweetness and joy, I am!” “And also the devil in disguise,” Melanie said with a laugh. “Mother, I'm hurt! I, of all people, know what it's like to fight your urges, and my dearest sister shall have the utmost compassion and understanding ...
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