Where There's No Will, There's Still a Way

I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Surely my own sister wouldn't be doing this! The damn bitch and our other good-for-nothing sister just trying to humiliate me. I knew that Paige had been polluting Phoebe’s mind, but I had no idea she'd messed her up so much. My Phoebe was no dirty lesbian, she was a good girl, Paige was all to blame for this terrible disgrace. Tying up her own sister! Naked! And the damn cowards hadn't even faced me properly, they used drugs to knock me out before tackling me. Bitches!

I shuddered at the thought of what they must have done to me after I passed out. Phoebe must have popped something in the drink she poured me. How could she?ondeondered who'd undressed me. The idea of Paige's filthy hands removing my bra disgusted me, or even worse. . .

I struggled again, but it was no good. I was lying spread eagled on my own bed, my arms and legs bound tightly to the pillars, a painful ball gag stopping me screaming.

They'd put me in a collar too, attached to goodness knows what, but I could only just raise my head an inch or two. Looking around, I couldn't see my clothes anywhere - I doubted they'd put them in war wardrobe in my dressing room.

Where were they? I could hear them downstairs, it sounded like they were wrecking the house. I could almost cry as I heard china being smashed. The rage was boiling inside me and I could do nothing to stop them. Paige was going to pay for this, I was going to kill her when I got free, with my bare hands, still naked if I had to. And if she'd laid one finger on my naked body. . .

I was left to stew there for ages. The sounds stopped, but I had no idea what was happening. It wasn't longore ore the footsteps started up the stairs. I hadn't calmed down one bit, I could feel my face flushed red and I struggled all I could to get free. Humiliated wasn't a strong enough word, the bitches.

Phoebe entered the room first, a small crooked smile on her face. Fear began to spread, maybe Paige had drugged her too, or even hypnotized her. She looked a lot meaner than normal, not the sweet little girl I had seen bro up up correctly. Paige was right behind, sluttily dressed as usual. She had some Polaroids in her hand, which my eyes followed as they were passed to Phoebe.

I was incredibly aware of my nakedness as Phoebe climbed onto the bed. My legs were wide open, my twat completely exposed. I wanted to cover myself up, I didn't want my sister, or our evil half-sister, to see my most intimate regions. There was nothing I could do, and I knew they'd have seen it already as they stri me me but that didn't help. Phoebe stopped as she knelt between my legs.

"Hi sis" she started, "Feeling comfortable?". I tried to reply, but there was no point. "Good. You know, you've got a nice body for an old girl". I was insulted and shocked - there was no hint of taking any compliment from it. I'd kept myself in shape, and I had been blessed with full breasts, but I didn't want to hear that from my sister!

"We took the liberty of taking a few photo's, let you kwhatwhat you look like." My mouth went dry, I knew what would be on those photo's. One by one they were waved in front of my face; my naked chest, my pussy, me lying tied to the bed, every possible angle.riedried to turn my head, but Phoebe kept moving with me. I had no choice but to close my eyes. I didn't want to have to, to not see what they were doing but I was so disgusted! To be taken advantage like that! To see pictures of yourself completely nude and helpless whilst you were out cold - taken maybe by your own sister! The tears were coming despite my anger.

After a few seconds I could tell that she'd stopped waving the photo's in my face, I dared open my eyes. I saw Paige first. She'd driven my Phoebe to depravity with her silky hair and long legs. Loads of men would want Phoebe, why was she a lesbian? Silly girl, didn't know what was good for her. My attention was brought back as I opened my eyes fully, she was half naked! She was unzipping heanseans, pulling them off with her underwear. . . what the heck was going to happen here?!

"Back with us sis?"
I turned my head back to Phoebe. I starred wide eyed. I hadn't seen her naked for a long time. I hadn't felt or heard her strip, but there she was, still between my legs but this time undressed.
"Three women in one room. . . " she whispered "none of them wearing any clothes. . . one of them tied to a bed. . . what would my sister say!"

She knew damn well what I'd say!

"I know damn well what she'd say!" Phoebe shouted. "She'd say we were up to no good. And she'd be right." I looked in horror as Phoebe began to lower her head, sliding her body back on the bed. "She'd think there was going to be something disgusting going on", her head got lower and lower, "maybe . . . even. . . " - I flinched as I felt her wet tongue just millimetres from mter ter lips - "something. . ." - she licked even closer - "immoral".

Then, my own sistes kis kissing my pussy. Her tongue was exploring, tasting and stimulating against my will. I couldn't believe what was happening, my own sister was fucking me! There was no way I could stop her, or myself becoming aroused. My body was responding naturally to the caress of her exciting tongue. Even though every bone in my body screamed out at the horror of the incest I could feel the juice flowing, responding to her skillful stimulation.

"I can tell you like that Piper, I can taste you." I shook my head. "I bet Leo never does it this well" She had a point, but I wasn't going to concede it to her. "You might like pussy too. . . ". I wasn't sure what she meant, but I shook my head more violently that before.

"You should try it" Phoebe said, looking over at Paige, who had been sitting in my chair. I turned my nose up at the thought of her naked ass on my antique furniture, but I realized that was least of my worries as she walked over to the bed.

I could feel Phoebe licking me again, and fight it as I might, she was making my cunt tingle. She was far better than Leo had ever been. I leant back and closed my eyes, trying so hard not to enjoy her incestuous tongue. I was ashamed and appalled but oh my goodness, I was getting so hot. Suddenly, I felt the bed move and a strong smell hit me. I opened my eyes and all I saw was the inside of Paige's legs. Seconds later, her twat was on my nose, rubbing against my face.

She held the back of my head and directed me to please her. My neck muscles weren't strong enough to fight her try as I might.

"There's no point in screaming" Paige said "When I remove your gag, you're going to eat my pussy, o.k.?" I shook my head again, or rather, tried to. "I think you will, or we'll post some of those piccies to all your friends. . . ".

Blackmail. . . almost as low as incest. "In fact, I'll take some more, with Phoebe down between your legs, and post them. Most of your friends have met your sister haven't they?". The fucking bitch! The bloody whore! She had me, and I had no choice.

I gave her a piece of my mind as soon as she removed the gag, and I would have kept going, but she stopped me. As she pinched my nose, she lowered her sex onto my mouth. "Just try doing what Phoebe is to you . . ."she purred.

With that Phoebe stepped up a gear, he tongue was moving so fast, flicking around my clitoris and exploring inside my vagina. For all my life the thought of two women together had been abhorrent to me, and now I forced to perform sexual favors to a whore while my own flesh and blood performed them to me!

"Come on, bitch, satisfy me." Paige slapped me across the forehead. I couldn't see anything, and this may sound silly, but I had no idea what my intimate parts looked like. I didn't know where to start, I simply licked at the flesh touching my mouth. The taste was revolting. Paige was rotating her hips and directing my head, so I kept flicking my tongue and she put me where wanted me. I was truly being used.

After a few minutes of this rape, I was so wet. I couldn't believe how Phoebe had aroused me. Now she stopped but I didn't have time to wonder what was happening next. My mouth was getting sore and tired, and Paige's cunt tasted no less revolting that it had when I was forced to start but I was afraid to stop. Suddenly, I felt my cunt forced open. I screamed as I felt hands pulling my hips and something push deeper inside me.

Amazingly, it hurt less than when my husband had fucked me hard, but it was definitely much bigger than his feeble cock. As it was stretching me even further, I felt the hands, obviously Phoebe's, sliding towards my breasts. Then cupping them, stroking them, and a tongue working on my nipples. Even muffled by the thighs round my ears I could hear Phoebe speaking to me. "Delicious. Nearly as delicious as Paige".

Rocking her hips, I could feel as the strap-on dildo pushed inside me. . . I was so thoroughly disgusted but the pleasure was amazing too. Leo was a poor lover, and I never felt satisfied. But despite the horror of the incest, my body was responding as never before.

My nipples were hard, responding to Phoebe’s eager caress and my vagina and clitoris were stimulated more than I had even known. How could I let my own sister pleasure me? Why were they doing this? I opened my mouth to ask, "Why are y. . . " was as far as I got before it was filled with a stream of bitter liquid.

Paige was still standing astride my face, pissing into my open mouth. I closed my lips as soon as possible, but I was still forced to swallow some. I tried to turn my head, but there was nothing I could do to avoid the flow of urine.

"Why are we doing this?" I heard Paige say. "Two reasons. First, to punish you for being such a silly judgmental cow. Phoebe knows what she likes, and you have no right to treat us like shit," - she was still covering my face - "secondly, your enjoying this aren't you? You're going to see how much pleasure women give each other and learn". Then, finally, it ended with a few drops, the final landing on the back of Phoebe's head as she pulled herself level with me.

We starred straight into each other eyes. The hot liquid was still running off my face when she kissed me. I resisted Phoebe’s probing kiss at first, but then I opened my lips. As the dildo took me faster and faster, our tongue meet and we kissed properly.

I gave up all resistance - I submitted myself to incestuous lesbian sex and we kissed with a passion I'd never known before. I longed to wrap my arms and legs around her hot body, pull her into me. I wanted more, and more, and then. . . I felt myself approach orgasm. I'd never been there before, but I knew what was coming. Phoebe's hands stroked my breasts, our tongues entwined, I shuddered, and came. And again, and again and then Phoebe too.

And so my sister had raped me, but gave me a pleasure no one else ever had.