Chapter 3: Slut Sister’s Anal Punishment

I had never grinned with such excitement in my entire life. I would enjoy this. My cock slid out of my baby sister’s fourteen-year-old pussy as I stood up. My body buzzed with the euphoria from deflowering her snatch. My eldest sister, the eighteen-year-old bitch who always got me in trouble with my abusive father, had such a look of shock on her face.

For once, the bitch was speechless.

Her mouth worked. Her hazel eyes almost bulged out of her sockets. Her normally sultry face looked thunderstruck. Her large breasts rose and fell in the tight, slutty top she liked to wear. Her eyes flicked from Livie on her knees, my cum running out of her snatch, to Alison, my favorite sister, on her back, writhing in delight from the delicious orgasm Livie gave her with her mouth.

“What the fuck!” exploded from Valarie’s mouth when she finally recovered her wits. “What did you do to Livie, you little shit?”

She slammed the front door behind her and marched towards me, trying to act like she was the hot shit in the house. Just because our dad was a horny bastard, and she knew it, using her body. She didn’t have a problem showing him some T&A to get out of trouble.

The bitch blamed everything she did wrong on me. She got me beaten by that drunk bastard not long ago.

My grin just broadened as she stopped before me. She flicked her eyes down to my wet cock then back up to me. “Dad is going to kill you, freak!” she snarled. “And then you’re going to spend the rest of your damn life getting ass-raped in prison! Livie, it’ll be okay.”

Livie sat up, her face smeared with Alison’s pussy juices. The petite girl popped her thumb into her mouth, sucking on it like the baby she liked to pretend she was. She didn’t tremble as she sat there naked, her body flushed from her orgasms. Her black hair, gathered in a thick braid, swept down her back as she faced Valarie.

“Where is dad?” Valarie gasped. “He’s going to...” Her words trailed off as she noticed Dad sitting on his recliner staring at his two naked daughters. He lusted after them, but he could never touch them. He could never even jerk off that hard dick bulging his pants.

I gave him a command early.

“Dad, what is going on?”

The fat alcoholic didn’t answer his Valarie. He didn’t have permission to talk.

“Dad!” Valarie shouted again. She marched around me. “Why are you just sitting there, Daddy?” She tried to sound seductive, but that normal, sultry purr that she usually had was strangled by something else. I unnerved her. And Dad sitting there, not responding, had her more than frightened. He wasn’t passed out drunk like normal but awake, alert. “Daddy, what’s wrong? Why are you just sitting there while Randy fucks Livie?”

“How long are you going to let her freak out?” Alison asked me before she hugged me from behind. Her round breasts felt wonderful on my back, her arms sliding around my waist to hug me tight. She rested her head on my shoulder.

“Daddy!” Valarie gasped. She stamped her foot, jiggling her big tits. “Answer me, Daddy.”

Dad just shook his head, his eyes locked on her heaving breasts in that tight top. It had to be three sizes too small for her, molding to the outline of her braless tits. God, she was such a slut. A horny bitch, like a naughty bunny. A whore that just had to fuck and fuck, satiating her body.

My dick throbbed as Alison’s hands slid down my stomach.

“Daddy, please, say something,” Valarie said, her voice growing more and more panicked. “What is going on? He was fucking Livie! And she was ... She was going down on Alison! Daddy! Daddy!”

Alison’s loving hand grasped my dick. She licked my shaft and stroked it up and down. I fought my groan as she pleasured me. It felt so nice. Her hand pumped just fast enough to stimulate me but not enough to drive me to an orgasm.

Valarie’s head snapped around, her bleached-blonde hair swaying around her trembling expression. She sought to master it, to pretend she was in control. She glared at me, but it lacked her usual condescending bite. “What did you do, Randy? What is going on? Alison, stop touching his dick?”

“Why, want to touch it yourself?” Alison asked. “Bored of teasing Dad. Want to shake your tits at our brother now?”

Disgust flicked across Valarie’s face. “Eww, like I would do that.”

“Oh, so you just like teasing our father with your body?” Alison asked. She stroked my slicked dick a little faster. “A sister should want to fuck her brother. Tell her, Randy, make her want you. Educate her!”

Valarie just shook her head. “Stop jerking off his dick! Put some fucking clothes on! Both of you! I don’t know what you did to Dad, but I’m not letting you get away with this perversion, Randy.”

She shoved her hand into the pocket of her jeans. They were so tight I bet she had to pour herself into them. They clung to her thighs and her hips. She had a plump cameltoe shown prominently at the front.

Whore wanted every guy to look at her.

She produced her phone.

“Stop,” I growled. My thoughts prickled hard, little spots of pain rippling across my brain as my new mind control powers went to work. Thanks to little nanites that had flowed into my mind, I could rewrite my brainwaves over another person’s. It changed their thoughts and forced them to do what I say.

Alison, whom it turned out had secretly loved me, found it so hot when I mind-controlled her. I took away all her guilt at being in love with her brother and her desires to commit incest, and it unleashed her passions. She had such a kinky, naughty girl hiding inside of her. Without shame, she had nothing holding back her lusts.

I loved it. Loved her.

Valarie’s arm froze. Her hand shook, her phone half-raised to her face. Her forehead furrowed. She let out a whimper and shook her head. Then she stared at me. “W-What did you just do? I ... I felt something ... In my head.”

“I gave you an order, slut,” I said. “It’s time that someone straightened out this house. I’m in charge now. Isn’t that right, Dad?”

“Yeah, Randy,” Dad answered, his voice hoarse.

“And that’s why you’re fucking our little sisters?” Valarie demanded. She stared down at her phone and then her fingers holding it slid across the screen.

“You cannot use your phone without my permission, slut,” I ordered. My thoughts burned hard. Darkness washed around my vision. Rewriting her brain, giving her this command, hurt. She didn’t like it. It when against her nature. I let out a groan as the trickling sensation passed.

“Y-You ... I...” Her thumb froze on her screen. Her breathing came faster and faster. “Stop doing that, you little shit!”

“She really doesn’t understand,” Alison said, still stroking my dick. “But you will, slut. Randy will teach you what your role is as a sister. Livie just learned, and she loves being a good sister now.”

Livie sucked noisily. I glanced down at her and saw her smiling around her thumb. She’d learned to love it. She was happy now. She liked sucking on things. Her thumb. My cock. I taught her that, also.

And it was time to teach my older sister. I savored the panic trembling through Valarie’s body, the way her large breasts rose and fell in her top. She cast her head around. I could almost feel her thoughts racing in her mind as she struggled to understand what was going on. Her brain couldn’t handle it. Mind control wasn’t supposed to be real.

“First, slut, every time you see Dad, you will flash him your tits. You will make sure he sees those breasts you’re always teasing him with. He can stare, but he can never touch them, can never enjoy them. Can never jerk off his dick thinking about them again.”

Thoughts prickled across my mind. It didn’t hurt as much as telling her not to use her phone.

“No!” she shouted at me even as her hands ripped up her top, exposing her big, lush, pillowy breasts. They swayed and jiggled as she spun around, facing our father. She moved to him, almost thrusting them into his face as she stared at me. “How are you doing this, Randy? Get out of my head!”

“Why?” I asked. “You enjoy showing Dad your tits. You’re always hovering around him, loving him ogling your body.”

“N-No I don’t,” she sobbed, tears building in her eyes.

“Don’t lie to me ever!” I snarled and pain knifed into my mind. I shook my head, fighting back the dizzy wave. “Now tell me the truth.”

“I hate it!” she hissed. “I hate his eyes on me! His disgusting, bleary eyes lusting after me. But it gets what I want. He doesn’t abuse me so long as I can just strut around him and give him a cheap thrill. But this ... Please ... I don’t want to do this ... Please, Randy.”

“Please?” I asked, anger swirling through my stomach. “Do you know how badly Dad beat me because you lied about me drinking his beer? Oh, right, you fucking cunt, you stood there and watched!”

“I...” She shuddered. “You’re a boy. You can take it.”

“And you’re a slut!” I shouted. “So you can flash your tits at Dad or any other guy I tell you to! As much as it disgusts you, it makes you wet. Feeling Dad’s eyes on your tits makes your pussy so hot. So wet. You have a horny cunt now, right? You’re feeling it! Getting juicy!”

“Oh, god,” she groaned. She shuddered, her hips wiggling. “Yes ... Yes, I’m getting wet!” The words sounded ripped from her mouth. “It’s making me so hot to feel his slimy eyes on my tits.” She shook, her tits swaying right before Dad.

“Look at her,” Alison moaned into my ear. “She’s so horny. She wants to fuck Dad even though he’s so filthy.” She licked my ear. She stroked my cock faster and faster. Her hips wiggled, rubbing her bush into my ass. “You’re just a filthy sow, Valarie!”

Yes, she was. She was always shaking those big tits, that bleached-blonde hair falling about her youthful face. An idea had popped into my head.

“Enough of that, Valarie,” I said. “Go upstairs to my bedroom and fetch my phone. I need to show you something.”

My older sister shoved down her top and bolted out of the room. Her feet pounded up the stairs. I heard her racing to my bedroom. She crashed into it. She scrambled around in there, looking for it. She sounded frantic.

“What are you up to?” Alison asked, trembling behind me.

“Having fun,” I answered.

She shivered. “Not going to share?”

“Nope.”

Livie, still kneeling on her hands and knees, popped her thumb out of her mouth. She scooted closer to me, her small tits jiggling, and then she engulfed the tip of my dick. I groaned as her lips sealed about it and sucked hard on it. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue swirled around it as she nursed.

I groaned, staring down at her dark eyes.

“Aww, isn’t that cute?” purred Alison as she leaned over me to peer down. “She’s found a new pacifier.”

“It’s her favorite,” I groaned. My balls tightened as Livie nursed.

Upstairs, Valarie walked back to the stairs. She didn’t hurry like she had to escape the living room. Now she dragged her feet. Each plodding step down the stairs felt laced with fear. I savored it. The bitch deserved far, far worse for what she’d done.

She slunk back into the room, holding my phone out before her, her head downcast. She shifted and squirmed as I took it from her. I opened it up as Livie sucked and slurped on my dick, her small hands clutched at my thighs.

“Are you ... Are you going to make me ... do that?” Valarie asked as I navigated through my phone.

“What do you think?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Well, you are a slut, and sluts satiate their brother’s lusts, don’t they? They get hot and wet for their brothers. They want to be fucked by him more than any other guy, don’t they?”

My thoughts prickled.

Valarie shuddered. “Y-yes, Randy ... I ... Oh, god, I want you so badly now. You’re such a little shit for doing this to me!”

I just grinned at her as I felt Alison leaning over me. “No peeking.”

“Fine,” Alison said. “I won’t spoil your surprise.”

I found what I was looking for. I turned my phone around, showing my older sister the product picture. “I want you to go to the nearest sex shop and buy this.”

“You’re going to use that on me?” she asked, swallowing.

“And since you called me a little shit, offer to blow the clerk for a discount. Now go!”

My command slammed into her. She squeaked and darted for the door. She ripped it open and fled into the night. I grinned in delight at my new powers, pleasure fluttering through my body. Livie kept sucking on my cock, her mouth so hot and wonderful. My baby sister loved it.

“She’s going to have such a hot pussy thinking about you using it on her,” Alison sighed. “It’s a shame she’s such a slut. She could have realized how wonderful you are. She could have loved you like I do. At least Livie’s learning to love you.”

“Yeah, she is,” I groaned, staring down at my baby sister. “You’re doing a good job, baby sis.”

She sucked even harder on my dick. I groaned, my balls tightening. She had such a hunger for what I had. I grabbed her braid, holding it as she fluttered her tongue around the tip. Her head moved, bobbing her mouth up and down my dick, taking as much as she could into her little mouth.

Alison’s hands rubbed at my body. She nibbled and sucked at my neck. Her nipples caressed my back, to hard points that felt so wonderful on me. Her bush tickled me, damp with her excitement. I could feel her growing hornier and hornier.

“You want to try and guess which sex toy I sent her to buy, don’t you, Alison?” I asked.

“Yes!” she bounced behind me, full of her girlish eagerness. “I’m just dying to know. I can’t wait to see you use it on the sow.”

“Well, see if you can guess,” I said, groaning as I savored Livie’s wonderful mouth. I could let her suck on my dick all day long.

“Is it a big vibrator?” Alison asked. “Something that will stretch out her whore-cunt and then make her explode?”

“Nope.”

“Anal beads? Do you want to shove them up her ass and then watch them pop out?”

“You know about anal beads?” I asked in surprise.

She shuddered behind me. I imagined her face going crimson with her blush. Her arms tightened around me. “I ... I imagined you using them on me. When masturbating. I ... I heard about them from a friend, and they made me so wet thinking about you using them on me, making me shudder and groan.”

“You naughty girl,” I grinned. “I’ll remember to have Valarie buy some.”

“Then you’ll make me enjoy it?” she asked. “God, I love it when you make me do things. You’re amazing, Randy.”

A flush of warmth, that had nothing to do with Livie sucking on my cock, washed through my body. “What’s your next guess?”

“Um...” She squeezed me tight, rubbing her crotch on my ass. I could tell she was so horny. “A double-headed dildo.”

“Looking to have fun with your older sister?”

“I just thought you’d like seeing us having sex,” she answered. “You know, making us fuck each other. Since you like watching your sisters having sex.”

“I do like watching my sisters having sex with each other. But, nope. Come on, you can do it.”

“Ooh,” she said, bouncing behind me, rubbing her tits into my back. “I don’t know. I’m just getting so horny I can’t think. Livie’s sucking her pussy juices off your dick and Valarie is buying a naughty toy for you to punish her with while being an utter slut. It’s got me so wet.”

“Maybe I should help you out with that hot pussy,” I said.

She squealed in delight.

“I wonder what it is?” Alex’s twin sister asked him as they cuddled naked together in post-incestuous bliss. His cum leaked out of her pussy and onto his thigh. “What did our god send that sow to buy?”

“Why?” Alex asked his sister, staring at the spycam footage from the god’s house. “Worried I’ll have to punish you with it?”

“Nope,” Alexis declared, a big smile on her face. “I’m not a bitch-sister like her.”

“No, you’re a loving sister.”

Alexis let out an awwing sound, then she kissed him hard on the mouth. He groaned, loving the feel of her. Nearby, his divorced parents gasped and groaned, lost to having sex. The new gods had somehow mended their family. By punishing his naughty mom, his dad seemed to have forgiven her.

Our gods are amazing. They teach us so many wonderful things.

My cum spurted into Alison’s pussy. She whimpered and shuddered. Her pussy milked my cum out of my dick. She shuddered, her hips swaying from side-to-side. Her flesh rippled about my cock, wringing out every drop of spunk from my dick.

Livie masturbated as she watched us, her left hand rubbing between her thighs, her right thumb buried in her mouth. She sucked on it happily as she watched, her body flushed with orgasmic delight. She switched which thumbs she sucked on, cleaning her own pussy juices off of her fat digit.

“Ooh, Randy, I love it when you fuck me,” my sister groaned. “And Dad ... Did that make you so horny watching your son enjoying your daughters?”

“Yes,” he groaned, answering her, his face so flushed, suffering with a huge case of blue balls. “Good,” she said. Then she grinned at Livie. “I got something nice in me. Want to lick it out of me?”

Livie nodded her head, still sucking on her pussy-stained thumb. The petite fourteen year old scampered to Alison and fell between her thighs. She popped her thumb out of her mouth, bent over, and buried her face into my favorite sister’s bush. Alison shuddered, her light-brown hair swaying about her face as she writhed on the floor.

“Oh, yes, just lick all our brother’s yummy cum out of my pussy, Livie. You’re such a good sister now.”

I smiled at Alison. She took to this so naturally. That fresh face hid a horny little minx that kept exciting me. I could watch her writhe on Livie’s licking mouth all day. And I might have if Valarie’s car didn’t pull up into the driveway, the headlights shining through the living room window. I grinned. I wasn’t sure she could find it. I had a feeling she never would have returned if she couldn’t.

Footsteps crunched on the gravel path to the front door. My dick twitched and throbbed. The halo had changed me. It had given me a dick that seemed to stay hard as long as I wanted it and had healed all the bruises Dad’s beating caused. I felt like a reborn man.

Like a god.

My slut-sister entered the house, a brown bag clutched in her hands. She didn’t look at me as she darted to me. Her nipples poked at the front of her blouse, rubbing against the fabric as her breasts swayed back and forth.

“Did you swallow the clerk’s cum, slut?”

“No,” she muttered. “I spat it out.”

“Sisters always swallow their brother’s cum or lick it out of pussies,” Alison commanded.

“You have to obey Alison like she was me,” I told Valarie. “Understand?”

My thoughts prickled as the slut nodded her head.

“So what do sister’s do with their brother’s cum?” I asked.

“Swallow it,” she answered, her hips rubbing from side-to-side, her jeans rasping together. “Or lick it out of pussies.”

“And assholes,” Alison added. “And they’re always eager to suck their brother’s cock especially if he’s fucked one of her sisters’ pussies or assholes. And you want to eat your sisters’ pussies, too. That makes Randy happy. Brothers love watching their sisters lezzing out.” Alison shuddered, her round breasts jiggling. “Ooh, and Livie is lezzing out so well on my pussy right now. She’s just so hungry for Randy’s cum that’s in my cunt.”

“Do you believe what she told you?” I asked Valarie.

“Y-yes,” she answered. “I have to obey her ... And she told me ... She told me that I want to lick your cum out of pussies and assholes and suck your cock, especially if you’ve just fucked one of my sisters. And ... And I want to lez out with my sisters.”

“Ever lezzed out with a girl?”

“Yes!” Her eyes shot up. “I love lezzing out with girls! It’s so much better than fucking a guy.”

I blinked. “You’re gay? But you fuck all those boys.”

“To get them to buy things for me,” she moaned. “Girls are for pleasure while guys are for things.”

“From now on, you want to fuck me more than any girl. You know that I’ll give you more pleasure than any of them. And when I choose to use your filthy cunt, you’re honored.”

My thoughts prickled.

“Honored,” she moaned, rubbing her thighs so hard together.