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Ashley didn’t want to do this anymore. She couldn’t take listening to her sister crying any longer. Britney was tied up on her belly with her feet sticking up. Mr Eight held a whip and for the last 30 minutes he whipped Britney’s feet mercilessly. Ashley still had to follow the rules so she held her sister's hand while she was punished.
“I’m sorry! I should have licked Blair’s feet faster! Please, I'm sorry!” Britney apologized, unable to stop crying. “You can apologize but you still need to be punished.” Mr Eight answered with hardly any emotion in his voice. Ashley was still weirded out about Britney’s strange new foot fetish. Still this was her sister and she didn’t want her to be in pain.
Britney didn’t know what more Mr Eight wanted. She had licked feet and sucked toes for 7 days now but every time she didn’t do it instantly he punished her. It wasn’t fair she was the only one who seemed to have a secret rule that made her life harder. Even right now she couldn’t just get her already sore and scarred feet whipped again. She had to be licking her sisters feet this whole time.
Part of Britney had hoped that Mr Eight was just joking when he said she would get 50 lashes added everytime she didn’t do her feet thing properly but after 100 lashes to her feet she was sure he was telling the truth. This was horrible. Her feet were always in pain now and she didn’t like it.
It wasn’t fair this was impossible no matter how hard she tried to always lick Ashley and the other girls' feet. Apparently she always did something wrong and then Mr Eight would punish her. From what she could see none of the other girls had any rules they had to follow so why did she have to do such a demeaning task.
Hank lifted the whip and struck his 14 year old captives feet again, her screaming was music to his ears. She had tried to be perfect but of course there was always something he could point out when he wanted an excuse to punish her. His punishment for her was pure genius. No matter what, if she messed up her secret rule her feet would get tortured. He would guess she already hated feet by now but these punishments would be the nail in the coffin.
“Don’t stop Ashley, keep drinking.” Hank believed in equality so while Britney was getting her feet flayed by his whip her sister was being forced to drink her 3rd large water bottle. He could tell she hated it and her stomach was bloated from the two bottles she had already drank. Didn’t matter to him though because she would do anything he wanted. He had full control of these girls.
Ashley’s stomach felt like it was gonna burst. She couldn’t drink the rest of this huge bottle; it was just too much water. This felt unusually cruel, like Mr Eight just wanted Ashley to be in pain. There was no reason to make her do this, it was a waste of her time. Britney screamed the loudest yet and Ashley realised that she could be in a worse situation. She brought the bottle to her lips and drank some more doing her best to power through the cramps.
Britney counted the hits in her head 248. He had to be done soon. Another one hit her feet and she tried to pull them away but her legs were tied so tightly she could not move her feet at all. He lifted the whip in the air and it impacted her feet again. 250 Mr Eight had to be tired of this by now, no one could enjoy whipping someone for 3 hours.
Hank put the whip down and untied Britney’s feet. “I hope you learned your lesson Britney if you mess up again it will be 300 lashes.” He loved how scared that made her, the best part of all of this was how terrified these girls were of him. “I guess that’s it for today girls, I’ll see you tomorrow." Hank left the room and waited long enough for the girls to give a sigh of relief before he reopened the door.
Ashley’s bladder was in absolute agony, she had never needed to pee this badly. All she wanted to do was relieve herself but she knew that she couldn’t. Mr Eight had put a chastity belt on her and locked it tight. For 2 days he had forced her to drink large amounts of water while keeping her urethra plugged tight. She had never imagined not being able to pee could hurt this much.
Mr Eight was gone but that didn’t mean anything changed. No matter how many times Ashley yelled or pushed her sister away she wouldn’t stop licking her feet and sucking her toes. It was super gross and Ashley couldn’t stand how wet her feet were at all times now. The door opened and Ashley watched in shock as Mr Eight walked back in.
What the hell is he doing back? Britney thought he was finally gone, she just wanted to sleep. “I totally forgot about something, silly me.” He said with a laugh as if we were all friends, Britney had a lot of names for him, friend was not one of them.
“I’m sure your pee balloon is really sore right now, am I right Ashley?” Mr Eight asked my sister. What a stupid question, anyone could notice the bulge in her stomach that highlighted her bloated bladder.
“Yes Mr Eight I really need to go.” My sister practically yelled out.
“Well good news for you today’s your lucky day.” There wasn’t much happiness to be found in the place but Britney enjoyed seeing her sister’s smile again.
“Britney come to me.” Britney wasn’t expecting to hear her name but she wasted no time and crawled over to where Mr Eight was pointing.
“Get on your knees back straight and look up with your eyes closed and your mouth open with your tongue sticking out.” The directions were easy to follow and soon Britney found herself in complete darkness. What did Mr Eight have planned for her? She didn’t want to be but she was scared.
Ashley kept her gaze focussed on the floor, she hated looking at her sister naked. Sure Britney looked exactly like her so it was basically just looking at herself naked, but it was still weird. “Ashley come to me.”
She needed to pee more and more now so she started crawling towards him. “Don’t crawl! Get up and walk to me.” This was surprising to hear, Ashley was used to crawling at all times.
Ashley stood up and walked over to Mr Eight, her eyes pleaded with her captor to have mercy. Mr Eight unlocked the chastity belt with a key connected to a key ring full of keys. So if Ashley wanted to escape she needed to steal those keys.
When the belt was finally removed all Ashley wanted to do was pee, she didn’t even care how embarrassing it would be to do it on the floor. “Hold it all in until I say so. If you let a single drop leak the plug goes back in and you will hold it for an extra 5 days.”
The threat was enough to make Ashley squeeze her bladder muscles as hard as she could when Mr Eight removed the plug. It was an unbearable experience, every second felt like an eternity. She could feel the pee trying to leak out of her urethra and it was an extremely hard challenge to keep it in.
After 5 minutes Ashley was sure he was never going to let her pee. This was a cruel prank, he wanted her to fail so he could punish her. This wasn’t fair. She was doing everything he had asked but he wanted her to fail. “Ok you can pee, but you have to pee into Britney’s mouth.” Ashley was sure she had misheard him. There is no way he actually wanted her to urinate into her twin sister's mouth. That is beyond repulsive, what the fuck is wrong with him?
“Also Britney you have to drink every last drop.” Why? She already got her feet tortured. What is Mr Eight’s problem? Why does he hate her so much? Britney wanted to open her eyes so she could see what was going on but she was afraid of being punished.
“That’s utterly disgusting, I can’t. No I won’t do it.” My sister’s hard head always seemed to get us in trouble but right now Britney really appreciated it.
“I wanted you to do the whole incest thing yourself, but that doesn’t seem like it is going to happen so I have to give you a little push. If you pee on the floor you get punished.” Mr Eight was getting restless and that worried Britney.
Ashley had no interest in doing this, she wished she was anywhere else but here right now. But that didn’t matter, she was trapped and if she wanted to survive she would need to follow the rules. Her bladder muscles couldn’t hold back the 2 days worth of pee much longer. There was only one option and even if she despised it she knew what she had to do.
Ashley got over her sister’s face and stopped tensing her muscles. The relief felt incredible, she had to close her eyes. She couldn’t bear to look at Britney while she did this.
Hank knew this would be hot but wow he was really underselling it in his mind. Watching Ashley pee into Britney’s wide open mouth as she swallowed gulp after gulp was the hottest thing he had ever seen. His dick was so hard it hurt, he could care less this was everything he could have ever imagined.
The yellow liquid splashed all over Britney’s face, she was lucky her eyes were closed or they would be burning by now. She barely even had time to react to the feeling of the pee dripping down her face. She was far more focussed on drinking Ashley's pee, it was as awful as you could guess. It burned when it went down her throat, the acidic liquid tasted horrible but Britney couldn’t even imagine not drinking it. Her feet were too sore to get whipped again today.
Ashley’s bladder was finally empty; she sighed with relief, continuing to keep her eyes closed. She didn’t want to face what she just did. She didn’t want to look down, she felt so embarrassed now that there wasn’t any pain to distract her.
“Open your eyes Ash.” He used her nickname, it sounded wrong coming out of his mouth. That was Britney’s thing, how dare he corrupt it. Ashley opened her eyes and looked down, Britney was soaked in her urine. Her hair was wet and soggy with pee and piss dripped down her cheeks and chin.
Ashley felt an indescribable feeling, a combination of shame and regret. She had done this, Mr Eight may have forced her too but she could have chosen to pee on the floor. Ashley was selfish, she chose to torment her sister instead of taking the punishment herself. She was a terrible person, Britney didn’t deserve this.
Hank could see Ashley’s mind working. She was only now registering what she had just done. Poor girl, too bad this is only the beginning.
“Ashley get on your knees and make out with Britney until I tell you to stop.” They were so compliant but he knew that would change.
Ashley got down on her knees and placed her lips on Britney's. She was kissing her sister, this was so wrong. This wasn’t Ashley’s first kiss, it wasn’t even her first kiss with Britney since Brit had decided to do that weird move on introduction day. It didn’t change how miserable she felt, kissing girls was wrong and kissing your sister was probably the most wrong.
“Kiss your sister Brit. Oh ya! So fucking hot! If I filmed this I bet I could make a buttload of money! How does your pee taste on your sister’s breath Ash?” Mr Eight taunted, Ashley barely paid any attention to him. All she could focus on was her sister and the weird feeling of her tongue against her own.
Britney was running out of breath. She had practically felt every inch of Ash’s mouth. She knew the texture of her teeth, the taste of her saliva and she was sure she had memorized the feeling of her tongue. Mr Eight refused to give the command allowing them to break the kiss. For a second Britney panicked and began to think that Mr Eight had no intention of making them break the kiss. He wanted them to die kissing each other, she couldn’t think of a more humiliating way to go.
“That’s enough breathe.” Hank demanded, he didn’t want the girls dying; he had way too much planned to let that happen.
Ashley pulled away first, she took long painful breaths. Her lungs felt empty and no matter how much she gasped it was never enough.
Britney kept coughing she couldn’t stop, not being able to breathe was miserable and she hoped she never had to do that again.
“One last thing girls and then I’ll leave for real this time.”
Hank pointed to the bed. “Ash get on the bed and lie on your back.” He liked the girls' nicknames, he didn’t know about them at first but after hours of research using their social media accounts he figured out that it was something special between the 2 girls. Now it would belong to him.
He watched Ashley climb up on the bed, he would never get sick of seeing her young naked butt and tits. She lay on her back and waited nervously. “Brit now it’s your turn, get on the bed.”
The second twin joined the first and now Hank could have some real fun. “Brit you have to make your sister cum. Ash you are not allowed to touch your clit. One more thing Brit you have to make her cum by massaging and licking her feet.”
“That’s not possible.” Britney said angrily.
“It won’t be easy but with the right motivation I am sure you can do it. If you fail to make her cum in 1 hour, your feet will experience more pain.” Both girls were dumbfounded, this was something neither would have expected. Hank was intrigued to see what would happen, could a desperate Britney actually make it happen or was she destined to fail.
Ashley didn’t want Brit to get punished, she knew what he wanted and so she was trying everything she could to get horny. The only problem is that without being able to touch her clit she just couldn’t feel anything. There was nothing hot about having her feet massaged by her sister. Ashley closed her eyes and imagined it was her celebrity crush Dylan O Brien. Not just any Dylan O Brien Teen wolf season 3 Dylan.
It didn’t help, she could not get horny with just her feet. Maybe Brit could since she seemed to be obsessed with feet these days but Ashley wasn’t weird and so there was nothing erotic about this.
Britney couldn’t hold back the tears. She was so scared, she didn’t want to have her feet punished again. She was trying as hard as she could to make Ash cum. She massaged her feet with as much attention as she could. She rubbed the soles of her feet and played with her toes. That wouldn’t be enough so Britney started licking. She interchanged between feet, licking up and down left to right. Rotating her tongue to try and create any form of pleasure she could in her sister. She kept glancing at her vagina, it was still completely dry. Britney sucked her toes as well as she could cleaning the feet of all the dirt and grime.
“Two minutes left.” Now Britney was really crying, she was going to fail. Her feet were going to be tortured because she was given an impossible task. Ashley could have helped her but she chose to stay dry. She knew what would happen if she didn’t cum and she was still being stubborn. The least she could do is fake a moan at least make Mr Eight think she was doing something. No, instead Ashley was staying completely silent, she was being a bad sister.
“Times up!” Hank yelled out. He placed his hand on Ashley’s pussy and checked for moisture. It was completely dry.
“Sorry Brit rules are rules.” Hank said without feeling sorry at all. He made her crawl behind him and restrained her in a way so he would have easy access to her feet. He went over to his bag and removed a bottle full of a clear liquid and a small salt shaker.
“Since you didn’t want to cum Ash, you can watch your sister’s punishment.”
Ashley felt so guilty, she really wanted to have an orgasm but it just wouldn’t happen.
Hank opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured a little bit on to the bottom of Britney’s feet.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Britney’s feet burned, the pain was immense and unending.
Hank poured some more and took the time to enjoy Britney’s screams of anguish. He put the bottle down and shook some salt on to her feet. He rubbed the salt in while massaging the cut feet. She was really sobbing now, he knew the salt would get a bigger reaction out of her but this was a lot more intense then he was expecting.
He finished rubbing the salt into the cuts and let go of his captives' feet. Hank untied her and let her fall to the ground unable to touch her feet due to the pain.
“Have a good night girls, you escaped sex for now but I promise you it will happen.”
Just a reminder you stopped touching each other multiple times during today’s session and will have to be punished for it. You must always be touching, I’ll punish you some time this week goodnight.”
Hank left the room and locked the doors. He whistled as he headed for the elevator so he could get to his room where Faith would be waiting to get railed.
He only had one last thing to do, he used his phone to connect to Britney’s headphones. “Tonight at 11pm Faith is going to come get you. Do not wake up your sister, just follow Faith wherever she takes you.” He closed his phone and entered the elevator.
“Brit are you okay?” Ashley asked. She really wanted to comfort her sister but she wasn’t sure how to.
“No.” Brit answered sadly.
“I know this is hard but we are in this together.” Ashley tried to be reassuring.
“That’s not true, you didn’t get your feet whipped, you didn’t have to drink pee and you didn’t have salt rubbed onto your cut feet! All you had to do was cum and you couldn’t even do that! It’s way worse for me here!” Brit was angry and it seemed to Ashley like she was angry at her.
“I still had a hard time. I wasn't able to pee for 2 days! It hurt!” Ashley didn’t enjoy the way Brit was acting like she wasn’t also struggling.
“You don’t understand…Mr Eight seems to like you. He isn’t treating you as badly as he is treating me. I don’t know why but I have it way harder.
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On the same day at 8 am.
Isabel was ridiculously itchy. Her body hair had started to grow and it was very uncomfortable. She had a slight mustache and a unibrow but the worst part was the hair growing in between her legs. Isabel was used to shaving everyday, she hated how hairy she had gotten in the last week. Her bush was thick and she knew that it would get thicker. Mr Eight had told her that pets have fur but she was really hoping he would let her at least shave the hair growing on her pubic mound.
The smell of her room was another thing she was having trouble getting used to. She hadn’t bathed in a while so she was sure she didn’t smell very good either but the room was rancid. It smelled horrible, it made her eyes burn and she could taste it. She was also very aware of the
All her senses were getting assaulted including her ears. The large screen used to show bestiality videos but now it only showed videos of animals having sex. Mr Eight had explained that this was because to him Isable wasn’t a girl anymore she was nothing but an animal so she should watch other animals having sex.
Isabel had needed to shit and since Mr Eight hadn’t given her a toilet she had no choice but to crouch over the grass field and shit like an animal. It was extremely humiliating and Isabel cried the entire time. Turd after turd fell on to the ground and she could hear the plop every time. She finished shitting and realised there was no toilet paper or anything to wipe her butt. There’s no way Mr Eight expected her to have a dirty asshole at all times. The smell would become unbearable and that would be too cruel.
The feeling of poop in her butt made Isabel groan, she could feel it inside her and it made her unhappy.
“Wow, look at you shitting like an animal.” Mr Eight’s daughter mocked her while standing there in a leather bathing suit.
Isabel didn’t even think about it, she jumped at Faith and pushed her to the ground. She punched her over and over again and even bit her. If she could threaten Mr Eight with his daughter's death then maybe she could escape this place.
She was winning for a minute until the cattle prod touched her chest and Isabel felt electricity coursing through her body. She fell to the ground spasming in pain and yelling loudly.
Faith knew Isabel was tough and dad had warned her not to underestimate her but she had not expected her to attack so suddenly. She was definitely going to be the hardest to break but daddy wanted that so Faith would do whatever she could to help.
While the 15 year old continued to shake Faith removed Isabel’s collar and placed her new collar around her neck. It was almost exactly the same except for what little thing. Isabel finally stopped shaking and Faith looked at her angrily.
“That was a bitchy move.” Faith kicked Isabel in the stomach and she threw up on the ground. It was only bile since Daddy hadn’t fed her for a week.
“Follow me.” Isabel, still as stubborn as ever, lay on the ground unmoving. Faith was getting sick of her attitude. She clicked a remote control in her hand and listened for Isabel’s shriek of pain.
“That’s a shock collar dummy, if you don’t do what I say you get zapped.” Faith loved having so much power over this girl who was the exact same age as her. It was so much fun, she was happy daddy had included her in this.
Isabel crawled behind Faith until they made it to her sleeping area, where her cage and food bowl was.
Isabel couldn’t believe it, the bowl had food in it. “Eat puppy me and daddy don’t want you dying.”
Isabel didn’t need to be told twice, the emptiness in her stomach was more painful than anything she had ever experienced. She was sure she had never been this hungry ever. The food didn’t look very appetizing and it was slimy but Isabel could careless. She bent down and started eating the dog food. It was gooey and it tasted salty but it was food and that’s all that mattered right now.
“Good girl, eat your dog cum.” Faith was barely able to suppress her laugh when Isabel threw up the food in her mouth. Her expression showed the revulsion she must be feeling.
“This is the only thing you are going to be given so if you don’t want to eat it you can starve.” Isabel was stubborn so she would never willingly fuck these animals or do anything with them. Faith knew she would need to be forced to do it and this was only the first step in that direction.
Isabel believed she would rather starve than eat what Faith had put in her food bowl. The truth was more disappointing, she was starving, this hunger was mind numbing and all consuming. She couldn’t hold out any longer, she needed to eat. This would be a major hit to her pride but some things are more important. She screwed her eyes tight tear drops fell from her face and she started to eat.
Faith couldn’t take her eyes off the teen, it was so disgusting knowing she was eating dog cum but she also loved how miserable her pet must be. Daddy was a genius when he came up with this idea.
She watched Isabel finish eating until the bowl was completely empty and licked clean. Wow she must have been really hungry. “I’m glad you liked it so much.”
Isabel gave Faith a murderous look all Faith did was smile back at her. With that collar on she was harmless.
“Dad told me he wanted me to explain your new rules so listen closely. This is a secret rule and none of the girls can know about it. You are not a girl anymore, you are an animal, a pet. No one here will ever treat you like a girl again. When you are with the others later today you will act like a dog. You will lick their faces, you will bark, you will jump excitedly. When I or dad does a gesture you will sit, speak,roll over whatever we want you will do. You will remain dirty and only be given baths with the other girls. Your hair will not be shaved, especially that beautiful bush in between your legs. This is your new life so get used to it. These rules are fun because dad chose them since he saw on your social media that you love animals and then he found out you really care about your cleanliness. This room and your secret rule was designed to make you as depressed as possible.
Isabel was sure she had died and this was hell it was the only explanation. She was a girl not an animal how the hell could they treat her this way. She wanted to go home, all she wanted to do was be clean again.
Faith left her pet to let the new rules sink in. She came back holding a leash and attached to that leash was a brown dog.
“Say hi to Boris, he's your new boyfriend.” She was clearly not expecting to hear that because Isabel looked up at Faith with anger.
“You will go on dates, kiss him, give him blowjobs and eventually he will rape you. Notice how I didn’t say sex that’s because you will be tied down while he fills you up with his cum.”
Isabel fought the urge to attack the sicko in front of her all it would do was get in her trouble.
“You will still be forced to have sex with other animals but a majority of the time you’ll be getting fucked by him.”
Faith adored the look on Isabel’s face. It was a mix between terror and disbelief and it was so hot. She was so excited for her this dog to rape Isabel she hoped her dad would let her watch it on the cameras live.
“We have to go meet the girls. It's already Friday and every Monday, Wednesday and Friday you girls get to see each other. After the meeting you get to go on your first date with Boris.”
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“Good to see you all.” Hank said while clapping his hands together. The girls all looked very unhappy. Isabel was sitting with her tongue sticking out so Faith had explained to her the new rules that’s good. The twins were touching but it was only hand holding, at least Britney was licking her sisters feet. Blair meanwhile was standing up while Hank lubed up her dildo so she could sit down. His perfect little anal slave, her asshole was his to do whatever he wanted to with it.
Blair sat down on the dildo and was frightened at how much easier it was this time. It was the same dildo but it hurt way less that seemed like a bad sign.
Isabel felt a shock from the collar and guessed she wasn’t doing enough so she crawled over to Ashley and pushed her down, licking her face while barking.
“OMG get off me!” Ashley was getting really sick of tongues touching her body.
Isabel felt embarrassed but at least she wasn’t getting hurt.
“Bella sit.” Hank commanded, pointing his finger down.
Isabel did it but she hoped the name Bella wasn’t permanent.
“Okay girls, time to let everyone know what's new this week, twins you can start.”
“We have been touching non stop since we got here and sleep in the same bed naked at all times.” Ashley said.
“Mr Eight gave us a new rule that we can only use the toilet in our room to shit.” Britney added.
“I know it’s rather boring but I believe in patience. Don’t worry these two will be eating each other's pussy’s eventually.” Hank informed the group.
Ashley didn’t like how sure he sounded when he talked about her and Brits future.
“Bella speak.” Hank commanded.
Guess it’s here to stay Isabel thought. “Ruff, I'm always super dirty and hairy ruff. Ruff I now have a new boyfriend and a dog and Faith says we will be spending a lot of time together ruff.” Isabel was starting to find the barking annoying.
“Don’t be so vague, the dog is gonna fuck her.” Faith yelled out.
Isabel really disliked Mr Eight’s daughter. Britney took the interruption as an opportunity to lick Isabel's feet. She didn’t like it but she was weak from her hunger so she didn’t care enough to fight.
Britney gagged from the taste, Isabel’s feet not only smelled awful they tasted absolutely horrible.
“Sweetie, it's your turn now.” Hank said, looking at Blair.
“Daddy has been spending a lot of time in my room using his mean toys to stretch my bum. He likes to call it winky when he uses his penis to fuck me.” Blair said all this in her baby voice. She was sick of being treated like a little kid but Mr Eight showed no evidence of wanting it to stop.
“Show them your progress.” Hank said in a fatherly way. He noticed that Britney had not crawled over to lick his little girl's feet. She would have to be punished for that.
Blair lifted herself off the dildo and stood up so she could turn around and pull her butt cheeks apart. She felt the cold air enter her asshole which was no longer as tight as it once was. She had hoped she would get more used to this but her face still turned red every time.
Isabel could see the difference in the size compared to last Friday. The hole was definitely stretching, she couldn’t help but feel sad for this young girl. No thirteen year old deserved this.
“It’s getting so big sweetie.” Hank said.
Blair sat back down on the dildo and Britney crawled over to her quickly so she could start licking her feet. Ashley was with her hugging her. Having to constantly be touching someone seemed very frustrating to Blair.
Hank brought over a bag of taco bell and opened it. He gave a taco to Ashley and another one to Britney. “I am sure you too are very hungry after being starved all this time.”
He was right Ashley was starving but she had temporarily forgotten about that due to the ache in her bladder.
“You two will feed each other, you will take a bite of the taco and then spit it into your sister's mouth. That is the only way you are allowed to eat.” Hank explained.
Britney knew this was another technique to humiliate her but she wished it didn’t have to happen in front of the other girls.
Ashley took the first bite, chewing it up well. The taste was heaven after no food for 2 weeks she had almost forgotten what it tasted like. She looked down at her sister and spat the food into her mouth.
Britney despised the texture of the chewed taco but she was so hungry she would eat anything. She swallowed it greedily and took a bite of her taco so she could feed Ash.
Bite after bite the girls fed each other, Isabel thought it was pretty disgusting but she had also eaten dog cum so she couldn’t really judge.
“Good job girls, this is the only way you will eat from now on.” Hank could watch Ashley cry forever because it was so hot.
Britney didn’t want to have to only eat food her sister chewed up for the rest of her life. This was going to make this even more horrible.
“Bella come here.” Hank commanded.
Isabel crawled over to him angry at this humiliating act but also terrified of what he might do.
Hank held a squeaky toy and threw it to the end of the room. “Go fetch.”
Isabel was sure this was the moment when she decided she wasn’t strong enough for this. She couldn’t endure this. Having to crawl to go fetch a dog toy was just too much shame for anyone to take.
She brought it back to Hank and he gave her a treat. A fucking treat, she was being trained like a mother fucking dog.
Faith pulled a plastic inflatable pool and placed it into the center of the room. “Get in Bella you reek.”
Isabel was going to die of embarrassment. She crawled into the pool while Faith filled it up using a hose. The water was cold and Isabel was shivering.
Hank gave each of the other girls a sponge and poured a dog friendly soap all over Bella. They scrubbed her body raw, they removed all the dirt and grime and filth that was coating her body. He made them continue to clean her until she didn’t smell anymore.
Isabel didn’t enjoy being cleaned by everyone but at least she didn’t smell anymore and was no longer dirty.
Isabel got out of the pool completely wet, she expected to get a towel but it never happened. She realised that they probably wanted her to shake her body dry like a dog. She shook her body violently until she didn’t feel as wet.
“We’re almost done. I just have one last thing I want to do. Blair sweetie I’m gonna use winky.” Hank said.
Hank lifted Blair off the dildo and kept lifting her until she was over his dick. He placed her down, inserting his penis up her asshole.
Blair cried out in pain her ass still hurt from yesterday's stretching and she hated being anal raped. Mr Eight made her bounce up and down riding his dick. The large dildos were painful but she thought this was worse having the man who ruined her life’s dick up her ass was so much worse.
Hank fucked her until she came filling her rectal cavity with his sperm. “That’s all for today.”
“Yay Bella that means it’s time for your date!” Faith yelled out excitedly.
Isabel wasn't as excited as Faith seemed for this so-called date.
“Ashley and Britney, I will visit you two later tonight.”
Ashley was not looking forward to Mr Eight’s visit.
Britney knew she was fucked she had taken to long licking Blair’s feet.
“Daddy is going to spend some more time in your room with you sweetie.” Hank said
Blair’s ass was too sore for anymore anal stretching; she just wanted a break.
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Faith brought Bella to the room where she would be having her date. The room was designed to look exactly like a fancy restaurant. Faith led her pet to the table where Boris was sitting. The dog had been trained by one of dad’s friends.
Faith made Bella sit on the other side of Boris and left to go get their food. She returned with 2 plates and put them down on the table. “Bon appetit, spaghetti and meatballs and yours Bella has your boyfriends cum on it as a special sauce.”
Isabel wanted to smack that grin off her face. She really seemed to be enjoying how humiliating this was. Isabel was still hungry so even though she knew the spaghetti was covered in dog cum, it was real food and she would eat anything. Her and Boris both ate their food with no utensils. She knew she must look so animalike right now but the spaghetti tasted so good she didn’t care.
She finished eating and Faith removed the plates. Boris sat there drooling over the table. Faith came back with a plate that had a cheesecake on it.
“This is a treat from Boris and don’t worry it’s also glazed in dog cum.” Faith announced.
Isabel wasn’t very hungry anymore and especially knowing it had cum on it. The cheesecake wasn’t very appetizing to her. She knew what the taste of Boris’s cum was and it made her sick to think about. She had eaten dog cum, that was the worst thing she had ever done. She was forever tainted, her mouth knew what dog cum felt like and nothing she did would change that.
Isabel screamed when she was shocked by her collar. Apparently Faith was angry that she wasn’t eating. Isabel didn’t want to get hurt again so she stuck her face into the brownie and started eating.
Faith licked her lips as she stared at Bella eating the cheesecake. She did not look like a girl right now, she looked like a hungry animal. Her face was messy and covered in spaghetti sauce,cheesecake and dog cum.
“The date is winding down, so now I think it’s time for you to have your first kiss.”
Isabel had been dreading this part the entire time. She looked over at Faith who had her finger over the button that would activate this collar. She had no choice, she had to do this.
She wiped a tear away and leaned closer to the dog. It’s breath was as bad as you would expect. Isabel hadn’t brushed her teeth in a while so maybe her breath was equally as bad. When she got close enough Boris started licking her face. He slobbered all over her face, eating the cheese and tomato sauce off her face.
Faith was getting closer to clicking the button. Isabel knew what she had to do; she pushed herself closer to the dog and started kissing him. His tongue licked the inside of her mouth and she almost threw up. It felt so wrong, this was so wrong.
Faith was so happy watching Bella kiss the dog it was so fun seeing her try and pull away. She was smooching the dog with zero passion but that didn’t matter to Faith because she was watching a girl kiss a dog against her will.
Isabel broke the kiss and fought to keep her dinner down, she could still smell the dog's breath and she had some of its saliva in her mouth. She had just made out with a dog, she had swore she would never do anything with an animal and Faith had made her break that promise.
If she ever escaped this place she was going to kill Faith.
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Hank spanked Blair’s butt for the 49th time, she was crying like a baby and he loved it. He loved when he could bring out the child inside the teenager. She hadn’t done anything to deserve the spanking but Hank could do whatever he wanted so it didn’t matter.
He gave her the last smack to her touche and carried her over to the table. He had purchased a baby high chair for her and already set up the dildo for her to sit on. He pushed her down on it and strapped her to the chair.
Blair struggled to escape, the dildo hurt; it was thicker than the one he used with the other girls and she hadn’t been prepared for it. She hated this stupid fucking chair, why was he so obsessed with treating her like a little kid.
Hank went over to a mini fridge and came back with a package of baby food.
“Oh for fuck sake!” Blair said without thinking.
“Princess I don’t like when you use no no words.” Hank said angrily before slapping Blair’s tits.
Hank opened the package and fed Blair the baby food. “Open wide sweetie.”
Blair found the baby talk obnoxious, still she ate the food because she was hungry.
“You're such a good girl sweetie.”
Hank threw the empty container into the trash and grabbed a pacifier.
“Daddy no not that.”
“Love bug this is so you don’t suck your thumb.”
Hank pushed the pacifier into her mouth and strapped it behind her head so she couldn’t spit out. He also used two elastics to tie her hair into pig tails, she looked way younger with the pig tails. Hank also put her into a shirt with the characters from My Little Pony on it and he put her feet into socks with Barbie on them. She could wear some clothes but her bottom was always bare unless Hank put her in a diaper before bed.
He removed her from the chair and brought her to the bed where he strapped her down lying on her belly. He left to go get some anal beads and a butt plug. They weren’t the thickest but they would definitely help with Blair’s stretching journey.
Hank lubed up the first bead and started to push it up Blair’s ass. She screamed in pain and pulled against her restraints.
“Once I’ve got all these beads inside you honey I’ll diaper you and then you will be ready for bed.”
Blair was in so much pain, her asshole burned the ball was too big and it was stretching her sphincter, she could feel it.
Hank pushed each bead in one by one each took about 10 minutes of nonstop pushing until her muscles weakened enough to get it in. The pacifier muffled Blair’s scream which was good because her shrieking was so loud even with the gag.
He got the last ball up her ass and pushed the new thicker butt plug inside her. “You sure are a stuffed baby.”
Hank went to get a new diaper and baby powder. He returned untied her and flipped her over onto the bed. He placed the diaper under her and put the baby powder over her vagina. He strapped the diaper closed and booped Blair’s nose.
“Now you’re ready for bed, precious.”
Hank carried her over to the crib he had custom built for her exact measurements. She had a regular bed but had to sleep in a crib. Hank thought it was a fun bit of psychological torture.
“Goodnight Blair bear daddy loves you so much. Feel free to pee into your diaper. That is what babies do.”
Hank closed the light and left Blair, now it was time to visit the twins.
Blair cried in her diaper sleeping in a giant crib. This was her life now. Fuck her life.
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Faith entered the twins room and tiptoed to where Britney was sleeping. Surprisingly she was already awake and very quietly crawled away from her sister to follow Faith. She tied a leash to the girl's collar and made her crawl through the compound.
Faith brought her to a bedroom that was empty and dad had let her have to use how she wanted. She got on the bed and pulled Britney up as well using the leash.
“Lick my feet Britney.” Faith commanded.
Britney was confused. Faith was wearing shoes. How could she lick her feet? Faith must want her to remove her shoes first.
“No hands Britney.”
Of course this had to be as hard as possible. All Britney wanted to do was sleep so she needed to get this done as quickly as possible. Britney used her teeth to undo the shoelaces.
She felt a slap on her back and looked up confused.
“Lick the shoes clean first moron.”
Britney really hated this girl. “How could you do this?” Britney said before licking the bottom of her shoes clean.
“Do what?”
“Betray us, I thought we were friends!” Britney yelled angrily before cleaning her right shoe.
“I did what dad asked.”
“Your dad is evil and you helped him, that makes you evil.” Britney removed the shoes using her teeth it hurt to bite the material.
“I know I am evil and I am okay with that because it makes dad happy.”
“Is that all you are a puppet controlled by Mr Eight?” Britney said angrily while removing Faith’s socks.
“It doesn’t matter what I am! It only matters what dad wants! I will do whatever it takes to make him happy!”
“You’re pathetic!”
“I’m pathetic!? You’re the one who is licking my feet.”
Britney couldn’t keep fighting. It was hard to talk when your tongue was busy cleaning a foot.
“We were friends, I am sorry! I wish I didn’t have to betray you guys but I had to! Dad gets whatever he wants!”
Britney didn’t want to talk to her anymore she fucking hated her. They were not friends; she would never call her a friend again.
“Dad found out about your shoe collection by checking your instagram. That’s why he came up with the foot fetish thing because you already loved feet! In his mind this would make you really love feet! Don't you see he's a sadistic genius, he's dangerous.”
“I don’t care! Your dad is a fucked up piece of shit!”
“I know! I know he is a bad guy! He’s been fucking me since I was 7! I’m not stupid but he is strong and he knows people there’s nothing that can be done.”
“Do you enjoy this! Are you happy to see us suffering!?”
“Yes! I do! I don’t want to enjoy it! But I’ve been watching porn on the dark web since before I could count! Dad made me watch videos of young girls being raped and having sex! My brain has been conditioned to enjoy this, to enjoy him no matter how rough he is.”
“You don’t have to be the villain! You can be the hero!”
“HOW!? I AM JUST AS BAD AS HIM! You saw when he fucked me, I was moaning happily and laughing I am not normal! My mind is fucked up! I am fucked up! There is no way to fix what has been done to me! I enjoy being fucked by my dad it makes me have an orgasm! I am not the hero! How could I ever be the hero when I am such a disgusting monster!”
“You can help save us.” Britney said no longer screaming.
She wasn’t licking anymore; she was staring up at Faith looking for something in her eyes. Faith didn’t want to have sex with Hank anymore, she wanted to be a normal girl who went to school and had friends. She wanted friends and she didn’t want to hurt these girls anymore. Could she really do it? Could she go against her dad and save them.
She could be the hero…she could help the girls escape.
She could be free.