Page 20 of Unhinged Cain

“You have a loose pussy,” I growled and smacked Jackie’s ass hard. “Use your muscles and clench harder.”

“Smack me again,” she wailed, and so I did until her ass was as red as my hand felt, but it was still like rubbing myself against a wet noodle.

Pulling out, I lined myself up with her tight ass and didn’t bother to prepare her as I pushed myself in. She screamed now, but they were wails of pain as I shoved my way inside her obviously virgin hole. She’d adjust. They always did.

“That’s much better. You need to work on your cock grip,” I said.

The pressure was a much better fit, and as the minutes ticked on, I could feel my own release nearing.

“How close,” Abel asked through gritted teeth, his muscles straining as he focused on holding off his orgasm until we could come together.

He had some weird kinks I didn’t get but went along with because it was easier. You had to pick your battles with Abel. Worrying about him wanting to come at the same time was low on my priority list.

With each thrust, Jackie screamed louder as she found her third orgasm. As I heard her high-pitched scream, another face appeared in my mind. Those violet eyes stared into mine as Sunshine came screaming for me. The image was unexpected, and the response even more unusual, but I didn’t question it as my balls strained.

“Now,” I said, and as if I’d pushed a button on Abel, we mimicked the same pose as our cocks unloaded into our prospective holes.

I held still as I waited for my dick to soften, pulled out, and disposed of the condom in the bathroom toilet. I wandered over to my original perch, but there was no point doing up the zipper. I’d be hard again soon when Abel turned the girl’s pleasure-filled experience into a whole new game filled with horror and agony. Abel let out a whoop of satisfaction, his body shaking like he was a dog before he wandered around to lean on the table. His stare went between Jess and Jackie and back again.

“I was going to give you the chance to win back your freedom Jess, but you had to try and run, so instead, I think I’m going to give your sister here the option.” Abel turned his head to look at Jackie. “What do you say, Jackie? Do you want to be fucked again and earn your freedom,” he asked.

“Yes,” she said without hesitation, which made me smile.

“Very well.” Abel un-fastened her bindings, and she smiled wide as she stared up at Abel, thinking she would get to fuck him now.

But the smile slowly slipped away like ice melting in the middle of a heat wave when Abel held out the special dildo drill for her to take. Her hand shook as she took the contraption and stared at the sharp screws that protruded from the entire head of the thick, fake cock.

“What do you want me to do with this?” Her voice was quiet, but luckily the songs were in the midst of switching, so the room was silent except for her innocent question.

“What do you think I want you to do?”

“I…I don’t know,” she mumbled as Abel took her by the arm and made her stand behind her sister’s well-fucked ass.

“You girl are gonna use it on yo sista,” he mocked.

“What?” the two girls said in unison. I gulped another large mouthful of whiskey as the show continued. “I can’t do that. She’s my sister,” Jackie whined, the energy in the room shifting from fun and dirty to nervous and terrified in the blink of an eye.

My brother’s brand of twisted manic pleasure was dancing in his eyes. The perverse pleasure of breaking the family bond between the two girls was laid bare to the naked eye as Jess’s raised ass.

“Jackie, you have a choice, you either use that on your sister and do whatever else I tell you to do, or you’ll end up back on the table right now and have this shoved up your ass.”

The Michael Jackson song “Beat It” chose that moment to come on, and I had to laugh.

I didn’t laugh hard often, the emotion tended to sit on the periphery of my mind, but the moment did strike me as amusing.

“I love her. I can’t hurt her,” Jackie cried, and Abel yanked her arm hard to drag her to the other side of the table. “No, no, no, no,” she begged and pulled on her arm.

Jackie swung the drill at Abel’s head, but he stepped back just in time and snatched Jackie’s wrist out of the air.

The switch in Abel was instant.

He went from joking and loving the moment into a murderous place, his face darkening as he glared at Jackie.

“You’ll pay for trying that,” he pulled the drill out of her hands and slammed her down onto the table hard enough that it knocked the fight out of her.

Her hands and legs were quickly and efficiently attached to the table, and I smirked as she fought the restraints with all her strength. She was back to being the wild animal caught in a hunter’s trap.

“Okay then, Jess, it’s back to you. Do you want to make the deal?”