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WARNING: All Fantasia stories contain some or all of the following:
Non-consensual sex, rape, bondage, heavy pain, torture, incest, degradation,
underage characters. If these things offend you, do not read.
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                                THE RIGHT WORDS
                                by V.P. Viddler

      When she had finally stopped screaming and then babbling and then moaning
and then sobbing and gasping, the man with the cigar told her again that her
brother was waiting.

      All his life, she thought, he had been waiting for this all his life.

      "Do ask him nicely," the man with the cigar said, and when she just
whimpered he began puffing on it again.

      "No," she said, almost choking on the words but unable to stop herself
from saying them. "No god no please I can't." And as the man took the cigar
from his mouth she said, "All right. All right. Don't. Please. I will. I'll do
it. Please. All right."

      "Do it," the man said. "Now."

      She could not see her brother, she could not move her head, or anything
else. Stretched out and spread wide and tied down, wrists and ankles bound,
waist bound, hair clamped and bound, pulling painfully, though that pain was
nothing to the pain of the cigar burning into her flesh, again and again and
again, into her breasts and her thighs and her stomach and her vagina. Until
she had been twisting uncontrollably, bucking and squirming and howling
inhumanly with the unimaginable agony.

      "All right," she said. "Do it, John," she said. "Please do it. Please
have sex with me. Please." She was crying.

      "Use the right words," the man said, and she could hear John now,
panting. Panting for his dream come true. To despoil her, to violate his older
sister, his proud arrogant contemptuous haughty snob of a sister, to take that
sensuous body, to have it bent to his will, to rape and hurt and degrade her.
"And ask him nicely," the man with the cigar said.

      Crying, she said, "Please fuck me, John. Please I'm begging you. Please
fuck my cunt. Put your cock in me and fuck me hard. All you want. Please."

      She couldn't stop crying as she said this disgusting thing to him,
fouling her own soul. But if only they wouldn't hurt her any more. She knew she
would have to ask the man with the cigar to take her also. And the others. All
of them. How many? Six? And what would they make her do? "Please," she said
crying. "Please John do it to me."

      "Oh, sis," John said, and now he was looking down at her, and his hand
was on her nipple and it was pinching hard on the burn and she was shrieking
shrilly and thrashing.

      "No! No! Don't!"

      "Hurt, sis?" John said, grinning now. "Hurt a lot?" And pinching harder.

      "Haaaaaa! Stop no stop don't stop!"

      "Love to see you this way, sis. Going to fuck the shit out of you. Going
to have him burn your thighs as I'm doing it."

      "No! No! Please! No!"

      "Going to have your fine gorgeous body twisting and wriggling and
spasming and bucking and squirming against me as I fuck your proud little cunt,
sis. As that cigar sears into your soft smooth skin. Won't that be fun?"

      "John no John I'll be good I'll be good for you no please I'll do
anything John listen please anything you want just please no."

      "But what I want is to watch you suffering, sis. So much. So badly.
That's what I want."

      "Don't let him oh god please don't let him I'll do anything at all just
tell me what you want and I'll do it, I'll do it so good so good please please
you can all have me I'll do it for all of you I'll fuck you all if you want to
use my mouth I will use my mouth on you all of you I will suck you and kiss you
and lick you please and you can use my ass fuck my ass all you want I'll be
your slave your toy I'll crawl and lick your feet oh god oh dear god please
anything please anything no."

      "You will do all that, Susan. Yes, you will do all that for us and much
more. Much much more. But you will scream for us also. And if your brother
wants you screaming and twisting as he fucks you, that is what you will do. I
have a whole box of cigars, Susan, and I will be able to burn you for hours.
All night long, in fact. Your screaming will keep us all hard no matter how
many times we come in your mouth or in your cunt or  up your ass or in your
face. So you will be kept busy fucking and sucking us all night. But if we get
tired of you we will bring in your father and make him fuck you. Do you think
he would like that, Susan?"

      "Yes. I know he would. You -- oh no no I'm sorry I'm sorry I didn't no
please I'm -- haaugghhh!"

      "Put a gag in her mouth. I'm going to make this bitch choke on her own
vomit. Now, Susan. Now!"

      "Nngg-Nngghh! Gghnn. Hnnn. Nn. Nn. Nn. NNNNNNGGGHHHHH!"

      "Now you can fuck her. Do it to her good."

      John lying on top of his sister grinning down at her forcing her to look
into his eyes as he rammed his cock hard into her soft helpless vagina. "God
you are fine, sis. Just fine! Look, I'm doing it, aren't I, sis? I'm fucking
you. Oh you filthy cunt bitch I'm finally fucking you, raping you, screwing the
crap out of you. How do you like it, sis? How does it feel? To have my cock
pounding at you, to know you can't do anything about it. No, not a damn thing
you can do, sis, all stretched out and tied down like this. Burn her now."

      "No! No!"

      "Then talk to me, sis. Tell me you love me."

      "John."

      "Burn her."

      "No! I -- I will. I -- I love -- I oh god I love you."

      "Again. Again. Again."

      "I love you oh god I love I love you I love you I love you."

      "Tell me you want me to fuck you."

      "I want you to fuck me I want you to fuck me do it fuck me John please."

      "I'm going to come in your mouth, sis. Open your mouth. Swallow my come
sis."

      "Now I'll make her vomit it up," the man with the cigar said. And he did.
And then he had Susan go down on hands and knees and lick it up. Till she was
sick again. And he made her lick that up too.

      By the time they brought her father in she was an animal and she knew she
was an animal and she couldn't stop because they would hurt her still more.
"Crawl to your father," and she did, crawling and saying "Daddy look at me
Daddy look at your little girl Daddy I'm a whore Daddy I'm a filthy slut and I
fucked my brother and fucked all these men and I did everything for them and I
am a filthy crawling sex toy Daddy and you want to fuck me too and you can
Daddy you can fuck your own daughter I will spread for you I will suck your
cock and I will give you my body Daddy just don't let them hurt me any more."

      "But Daddy wants to hurt you."

      "I know Daddy you love to see me in pain," and Susan was soon hanging by
her wrists and screaming as her Daddy ground cigars out on her thighs and
breasts as her brother was whipping her as hard as he could and all of them
rubbing their cocks against her twisting body and coming on her coming all over
that body...
 
