The Worm Has Turned
Copyright© 2024 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 4: Evening
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 4: Evening - Routinely, Dale beats his daughter, son, and wife. For money, he forces his wife into gang bangs he films, then he sells the degrading clips online. Her misery ends with Dale's car accident. He's sent home, bedridden, dependent, nasty, and bigoted. Daughter's big black boyfriend visits, and adds MFF threesomes with mom. Mom's Latino friend comes often. Son's lover bang's him every night. Now stuck in bed alone, he cant avoid hearing them all having great sex. (Completed 9/4/24)
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Coercion NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Tear Jerker Cheating Cuckold Incest Mother Daughter FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Hispanic Male Anal Sex Exhibitionism First Doctor/Nurse Size Nudism Prostitution Revenge
About six o’clock, she returned with a sandwich and one of the last remaining bottles of his favorite beer.
“What the fuck is this? Where’s my dinner?”
Lynn turned on her heel and left the room, taking the food with her. She gave him twenty minutes, then stood in the doorway.
“Well?”
“I’m sorry, Lynn. Can I have my food, please?”
“Yes, Dale. Laid up like this, you are going to be getting simple food that you can eat without making a mess. I decided you should enjoy this next-to-last bottle of your beer since it’s your first night back in the house.
“After those two beers, you’re going to have limited calories until your weight gets down to a reasonable number. I’m not going to ruin my back trying to heave your blubbery ass around. You’ll thank me when you have to try and learn to walk again. I’ll come back later for the plate.”
That broke his line of thought, where he was about to rage about the food and the criticism. Instead, shocked: “You’re not staying, not sleeping in here?”
“Why should I? This was the smoke-filled room that you beat and abused me in, night after night. Over at that desk is where you arranged to whore me out and to sell the videos you made of me being gang raped every other week. So, no, I’m not going to be in here one minute more than I have to be.”
She walked out, leaving him speechless.
Dale would not have recognized his daughter’s room. A queen-size bed had replaced Bea’s little twin bed, and the once austere furnishings had become comfortable and attractive.
“Bea, is Paul spending the night?”
“I wasn’t sure, with Dad back in the house today.”
“Oh, I don’t give a shit about Dale. Tell Paul to come on over. I’ve been missing his beautiful cock. I’ll blow him, and then you two can have a good fuck. Then, in the morning, I’ll make us all breakfast. Oh, let me check on DC and Pam; see if they want breakfast too.”
Lynn left her daughter’s room and knocked on her son’s door.
“Come in,” answered Pam.
Pam was naked and astride her son, gently rocking back and forth on his erection.
“I was just wondering if you two can join us for breakfast in the morning, at 8:00?”
“Sure Mom, looking forward to it,” answered Dale Charles Loomis, Junior, who now insisted on being called “DC” for obvious reasons.
“Great! Have fun, you two; see you in the morning.”
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