Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

My every breath was full of her scent. I breathed in her musk as I drank her juices. Her tangy flavor stained my senses. Her hot silk rubbed on my lips as she gripped my hair, grinding her hot cunt on my face.

“Yes, yes, yes, you're my dyke-slave now,” groaned my little sister. “You're going to worship me forever, Carmelita. I'm going to train you. I'm going to own you. I do own you. That pussy. That mouth. Those tits. I own them all.”

She didn't. But...

No. I couldn't even pretend to enjoy it.

I glared up at her, forcing myself to hate her. It was so hard with my ass burning, my pussy dripping, my tongue licking. Her pussy felt so amazing on my mouth. She tasted so good. Why did I like this? I wasn't...

No. I wasn't. I wasn't gay. I liked...guys.

“To prove I own your pussy, dyke,” she grinned, “I'm selling it. You're part of my payment to Clint. You can fuck my slave's cunt.”

“Gladly,” Clint said, letting go of my arms.

I shuddered in shock as he grabbed my hips with his strong hands, lifting me up. I was forced to plant my hands on the ground, kneeling like a bitch between them. This couldn't be happening. A guy couldn't fuck my pussy.

No, no, no!

I groaned, trying to pull my face from my sister's pussy. I couldn't let this happened. I didn't want a guy to fuck my pussy. Even if my Mi...little sister told him he could. I whimpered, shuddering as his cock rubbed on my pussy.

“I own your cunt, dyke,” Juana moaned, her body shuddering. “And I'm giving it to a guy. I know you don't want to fuck him, but you will. Because you are mine!”

She let go of my hair, shuddering as she came on my mouth. She cried out in passion, running her hands through her dark, silky hair as she ground her pussy on my face. Her juices poured into my mouth. I licked them up, I drank them down, concentrating on her cunt and not on the cock rubbing at my pussy and—

Clint penetrated me.

I groaned anyways, my pussy drinking in the friction of his cock sliding into my sopping depths. I hated how much my body enjoyed it. How good it felt that he was in me, fucking me because Juana said he could.

She had sold my body to him.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck my dyke-slave,” groaned Juana. “Pound her cunt. Oh, god, she's licking my pussy even harder. Make her cum on that dick, Clint. I want her screaming into my cunt.”

“Oh, yes,” he agreed. “The little dyke loves my cock as much as you did.”

Clint drew back and then slammed into my pussy hard. My ass burned with stinging pain. It shot to my pussy, swirling with the friction and the humiliation. All three sensations—pain, pleasure, and embarrassment—swirled through me.

I shouldn't enjoy a guy fucking my cunt. But I was. My little sister gave me to him. And he fucked me so hard. He rammed that thick cock into me. My pussy walls absorbed the delight. It rippled through me, making me sway and groan.

“Fuck her hard, Master,” Lee groaned.

“Oh, yes, just pound that fucking dyke,” Melody groaned. “Just pound her so hard. Oh, fuck, Lee, get over here and lick my pussy.”

I knew Lee was a fucking whore. She fell to her knees, licking her older sister's pussy with such submissive obedience. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the black-haired girl bury her face into her older sister's shaved cunt, licking it so hard.

She was being such a good dyke-slave.

Then Clint fucked me harder. I gasped, the pain flaring in my ass. His cock was so long. It reached so deep into me. I shuddered at the humiliation, the shame, for enjoying a dick. I moaned into my sister's pussy, his thrusts pressing my face deeper into her snatch. I tongued her hard, thrusting into her sheath.

Feeling her pussy walls spasm as she kept cumming.

My little sister kept cumming on my tongue. She moaned and gasped over me, squeezing her small breasts, fingering her puffy nipples. She massaged them, stroking her swollen areolas while groaning and grunting, her juices flooding my mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes, my little dyke-slave,” she moaned. “Oh, you're eating my pussy so well. You're pleasing your Mistress so much. You're doing such a good job.”

An exhilarated surge went through me. My pussy clenched on Clint's dick.

“And you're fucking Clint. You're taking a man's cock without whining. Oh, I'm so proud of you, dyke-slave. Your Mistress is so proud of you.”

I licked my little sister so hard. I trailed my tongue up through her hot folds to her little clit. I swirled it and nuzzled it and then sucked on it. She screamed so hard, bucking on me, cumming with even more passion.

Clint groaned, loving the sight, plowing so hard into me. He gripped my hips, his balls smacking into my clit. Was he going to cum in me? Oh, god, I wasn't on the pill. What if he flooded my cunt? Would my...little sister let him...

Yes. Yes, she would.

I came.

My pussy went wild about Clint's cock. I couldn't believe how humiliating the pleasure was. I moaned like a dyke-bitch into my little sister's cunt as my snatch massaged his dick, eager for him to cum in me. To flood me. To use me.

My...little sister gave me to him. To be used.

“Yes, yes, yes,” howled my little sister. “Oh, yes, you're cumming so hard on his dick. Oh, that's so good, you little dyke-slave. You make your Mistress so proud. Oh, yes, you can cum in her, Clint.”

“Cum in her!” moaned Melody, experiencing her own rapture at her dyke-slave's tongue.

“Fuck,” Clint grunted. He buried into me. His cum unloaded.

My pussy milked his cock as his hot jizz spurted into my depths. I shivered, feeling my first ever guy cum in me. I moaned into my sister's pussy, another orgasm rippling through me. I trembled on my hands and knees, my ass burning, cheeks throbbing, my mouth full of pussy juices.

I came and came and came. I was such whore. A slut. How could I enjoy this?

I shuddered, tears spilling down my cheeks. And that just made my pussy spasm harder.

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