Chapter 4 - Round 2

Bosun sat at the table and played with the dice in his hand. Round one was successful thought Bosun, and he was wondering if round two could top it. The only reason he was playing with the dice was because he knew how much stress the family members were under, and making them wait gave him pleasure. So he played with the dice until he had the attention of the entire family.

Bosun analyzed their facial expressions. Stacy’s face looked like guilt to him. That seemed reasonable, given she had just fucked her son. Danny, on the other hand, looked more like he was full of anticipation, probably explained by the fact that he just lost his virginity. Michael looked guilty, probably for failing to protect him, and well, Jenny looked angry, but from what Bosun understood, that had been her mood since she hit puberty.

When everybody looked at him, he rolled the dice. He purposely threw them at the side of the table, and one rolled on the floor. Bosun looked at the anticipation on the faces and the shock when one fell on the group.

“How clumsy of me,” Bosun said, “What do we have so far?”

Bosun looked at the dice on the table.

“Receive oral,” he said, “Who will be the lucky one?”

Bosun picked up the yellow die off the ground and rolled it again.

“Dad!” Bosun said with a cheer, “An easy round, I see.”

Bosun explained that dad gets to put his dick in the mouth of one of his children and fuck their face until he orgasmed. Bosun set the timer to one minute and told Michael that he had one minute to decide if he was going to facefuck his babyfaced son’s mouth or dump his cum in the mouth of his pretty daughter.

Michael was actively shaking his head no. Indicating he didn’t want to do it. Michael couldn’t believe what was happening. This stranger had invaded them and had forced his son and his wife into incest. Now, the stranger was trying to force him into incest as well. He would never expose himself to homo-erotism, so this man was telling him to rape his daughter. Michael knew he could never do that.

Stacy listened intently as the man spoke, his deliberate emphasis on each word sending a chill down her spine. She couldn’t help but notice his slow speech, which was a relief given his thick local island accent, making it difficult to comprehend. While his accent may not have sounded the most refined, it was evident to everyone in the room that he was far from an idiot, despite his rugged appearance. This realization only increased the sense of danger emitting from him. To Stacy, he seemed like a man with nothing to lose.

Bosun strolled back to the couch, lighting a cigarette and taking a quick puff before scanning the room, waiting for the reactions to unfold.

Stacy started to cry again. She knew Michael would never choose to have sex with another man, so she knew he would pick their daughter, Jenny. The thought of Jenny having to provide oral sex to her dad was too much for her to bear. Stacy had only done oral sex with her husband a few times, and it had been a long time ago. She found it humiliating and didn’t want her daughter to have to experience that, especially not with her father.

As the timer neared its end, he walked over to Michael. Bosun carefully removed the gag from Michael’s mouth and repeated the question. Michael finally was able to speak and started to yell at Bosun. Bosun wasn’t having it and kicked Michael in the stomach, causing Michael to collapse and gasp for air.

“Just the name of the child you are going to sodomize,” Bosun said as the alarm went off, “That’s all.”

Michael didn’t say a word.

“It looks like somebody needs some incentive,” Bosun said as he walked over to Jenny. Jenny tried to make herself as small as possible, afraid of what would happen.

Bosun put a shoe against her throat and pushed her against the wall with his foot. He asked Michael again to make a choice, but Michael said nothing.

“Fine with me,” Bosun said and put the cigarette in his mouth and inhaled sharply. Next, he leaned over Jenny and blew a load of smoke into Jenny’s face, causing Jenny to cough loudly.

Still no response from her dad. Bosun took another puff of the cigarette, causing the tip to light up. Without warning, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it against Jenny’s left breast. A sizzling sound could be heard from the burning cigarette burning away her soft breast tissue. Bosun left the cigarette against her breast until it had stopped burning.

Jenny let out a loud scream as the cigarette burned the sensitive skin of her breast. The scream of pain caused Jenny to take a deep breath. Instead of the expected air, her body received a bunch of urine from the penis-gag, that straight went into her air pipe, causing her to choke and cough more.

Bosun threw away the cigarette and undid the gag. Finally, Jenny could breathe freely, but she continued to cough as her body recovered from the lack of air.

“Make a decision yet, Michael,” Bosun asked as he walked up to Stacy, “Because I can do this all day.”

Michael looked down and didn’t respond.

“Please don’t hurt us,” Stacy said as Bosun squatted beside her, “We have money. We can pay you.”

“I don’t want anyone to hurt,”, Bosun said, “Your husband just needs to choose whose face he is going to rape.”

Bosun looked at Michael, but Michael didn’t see it as he was looking down. That pissed Bosun off, and he punched Stacy hard on her cheek. Cracking could be heard. Jenny screamed, and Danny started to cry as their mom looked out of it after the hard punch. But Bosun assured them that she was alive, for now.

Both children were now begging their dad to do something.

Michael cried out as he saw his pretty wife bleeding from her mouth, but was afraid to speak up. He knew he couldn’t do anything, but wanted to stay strong. He was not going to participate in this men’s sick games.

“Well, that will make oral painful for her,” Bosun said, “Good for her that she is not an option for this round.”

Michael was still silent but just cried, and his children were now both telling him it was okay to pick them just to avoid more violence, but her refused.