Sisters On Camera – by Loving_Karma

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Sliding her way up her sister’s body like a stripper on a pole, Lindley took a seat on Kerry’s flat tummy. She reached over to the table beside the bed and picked up Kerry’s favorite hairbrush. Kerry stared at the object like a deer caught in headlights as Lindley brandished it with a mischievous smile. Kerry had masturbated with the plastic brush many times in the past, but letting someone else fuck her with it on camera was something she had never considered. At this moment she had no real choice in the matter, as her sister had her pinned to the bed.

No, stop it- she blurted hesitantly, but her protests struck Lindley and the audience as insincere when accompanied by the giggling induced by Lindley’s tickling. Before Kerry could say another word on the matter, Lindley had inserted the handle of the brush into Kerry’s vagina. She fucked her sister rapidly and furiously, stretching her wet pussy with vigorous and forceful strokes. She was shocked at how readily and comfortably Kerry’s pussy accepted the oversized phallic instrument. She wondered if her pussy would really be that loose when she started high school two years into the future, and concluded that she had better start practicing.

Kerry moaned and gasped, betraying no sign of pain or discomfort. Lindley grinned proudly as she fucked her sister to climax, even drawing a few moans and squeals of pleasure from the experienced high school girl. The chatroom’s resounding approval filled the girls with elation, but they didn’t begin to seriously consider the audience’s demands for cunnilingus and BDSM play.

Lindley began to wonder what it might take for her sister to shed these last vestiges of prudishness, and began to fantasize for the first time about her sister being raped and forced into sex. This was all it took for Lindley to climax as she rode her sister’s body like a saddle, and Kerry soon followed in response to the thrust of the hairbrush inside her cunt.

The two girls didn’t always perform for chatrooms. Sometimes they found boys or girls to play with on camera. Lindley even began playing with local girls including other students from her school, and that was how the sisters’ troubles began.

Naoko and Carmela were Lindley’s favorite performers. Few girls in their class had begun to experiment with webcams, in contrast to the dozens of girls in Kerry’s grade who spent most of their free time undressed for the internet. Before Lindley began experimenting with Carmela and Naoko, the pair did nothing more risque than dancing in their underwear with occasional kissing and clothed fondling. Lindley and Carmela were friends and Lindley frequently visited Carmela’s house in order to study. She stumbled upon Carmela’s videos purely by mistake. Rather than confront her about it, she arranged to spend the night at

Carmela’s house several weeks later. She spent that night coaxing her friend into a webcam show of her own, and ended up performing oral sex for the first time. They ended up falling asleep naked and uncovered in Carmela’s bed, the camera still running and their fans continuing to comment as they lay with their legs intertwined. Spencer found them cuddling with their nude bodies exposed when he mistakenly walked into their room the following morning.

Spencer was a friend of Carmela’s brother, a junior at the same high school Lindley’s sister attended. Carmela found Spencer quite attractive, though he was quite a bit older and had yet to notice her. He had only known the family for three months and this was his second visit to their house. Carmela’s room was next to her brother’s, the third door in a hall of four. He backed out of the girl’s room quietly before they noticed him, but as he found the door he meant to take and slipped into her brother’s room Carmela suddenly awoke with the sensation that something had gone profoundly wrong. She took a moment to collect her thoughts before springing from the bed in alarm.

Oh shit, the cam! Spencer heard Carmela shout as he attempted to wake her brother in the next room. He had arranged for Spencer to give him a ride to school that day. He was going to make Spencer late, but Spencer was too preoccupied with the naked girls in the next room to care. Did she say cam? Were they really undressing in front of a camera? Six weeks passed before Spencer resolved to find out.

Every morning at the beginning of the school day Kerry and several of her friends would help deliver the morning announcements, which the school delivered via closed-circuit television. One of her tasks was to bring equipment on carts from storage to the A/V room.

Her friends Roger and Adam assisted in this, and she enjoyed talking to them each morning as they gathered cameras, microphones and cables. She was faintly attracted to Adam though neither of them acknowlegded this. One morning she walked to the storage room accompanied by Adam, staying a few paces ahead of them as they conversed. She could practically feel his stare on her backside as she wiggled her rear end invitingly.

She entered the room to find Roger seated in a desk near two other boys watching a DVD on one of the television sets. For several seconds she stared in confusion, unable to process what she was seeing. Then she saw her sister’s face and realized that she had just been looking at her and her sister’s vaginas. She had never dreamed of recording her performances, though she had long ago accepted the probability that somebody would record them. She had never dreamed it would be somebody she knew.

Kerry gasped, her eyes and mouth wide from shock as she witnessed herself fingering her younger sister, her sister fondling and sucking her breasts, the pair kissing and rubbing each other, sticking random household objects into each other’s cunts. Kerry had never realized just how unrepentantly slutty they looked sweating, moaning and panting, the moist skin of their perky little tits glittering in the lamplight. Suddenly the boys watching the video turned to Kerry with cruel grins plastered on their faces. She turned in horror and prepared to run only to see her friend Adam close the door behind him and lock it before returning the key to his pocket.

Don’t make a sound, bitch. You’re not getting out of this. Roger intoned while Kerry stared silently in disbelief. How could this happen? What were her friends doing and what did they want? She looked at the other two boys in the room. James and Spencer, she remembered. She didn’t know them very well though she had always wanted to fuck Spencer. Unfortunately this thought did not cross her mind at this particular moment, though it might have improved her circumstances by a fair margin. As they glared at her she began to comprehend the lust in their eyes, and she knew that they were going to fuck her.

W-what do you want from me? she sputtered, tears beginning to stream down her face.

I think that’s pretty fucking obvious, you stupid cunt. Spencer replied. Kerry turned to Adam but he stared into her wet, reddening eyes without empathy or mercy. “We own you.” continued Spencer. “We’ve been collecting these videos for months. Nobody cares if some strangers on the internet see what you’re doing, or even if they record it. But what about this school, your family, everyone else in town? So what you’re gonna do now is dry your eyes, put a smile on that bitch-ugly face of yours and get on your knees so we can fuck your mouth. The best part is that we’re gonna make a video. You go to the authorities, they won’t give a shit. As far as they’re concerned, this is a porno. Not a rape.”

Then Adam yanked her purse from her shoulders, removing her phone and learner’s permit ID before throwing the bag to the ground. Roger, James and Spencer rose from their seats and took hold of her arms, forcing her to her knees. Adam held the phone upright, pointing the lens of the phone’s camera at the helpless, sobbing schoolgirl.

Please… please don’t do this… Adam? Roger? We can work something out, I-

Spencer’s hand struck her face with a resounding clap. “The bitch won’t fucking smile! We’re gonna have to try something else.” He laughed as he produced a makeshift gag from the cubbyhole of a desk. Kerry went wild with panic and attempted to struggle to her feet when she saw the plastic ring, two short ropes dangling from it. But the boys overwhelmed her, Adam standing on her ankles as she sank back to her knees in despair. Spencer placed his thumb and forefinger on her nose and pinched it shut.

She kept her mouth closed for nearly a full minute before gasping for air. Spencer thrust the ring into her mouth and tied the ropes into a knot behind her scalp, then wasted no time in unzipping his trousers and shoving his erect penis into Kerry’s mouth. Meanwhile Roger tore her shirt off while James unzipped her skirt and pulled it to her knees.

Then they unhooked her bra and ripped her panties at the waist, tearing them from her body. She remained on her knees wearing only her necklace, a bracelet, and her shoes and socks. The boys ceased to restrain her as she resigned herself to her task. Kerry could no longer look toward Adam but she knew that he was recording her with her own phone. They were going to make her look like a willing participant in her own rape and there was nothing she could do about it.

Minutes crawled by slowly. To Kerry they felt like hours. She had sucked a few cocks before but never anything like this. Spencer was well over eight inches, atypical in comparison to most of the high schoolers she had dated. She turned beet red with shame at the glugging, choking and gurgling noises she made as he forced his cock into the back of her throat. Now fearing that they would beat her, she strove to fight back tears with every fiber of her being. She realized with horror and dread that she had to protect her little sister, who had done things far more shocking than Kerry’s innocent sexual experimentation.

Spencer’s comments and actions led Kerry to suspect that he could somehow read her mind. He nodded to Adam and Adam paused the recording. Then Spencer turned to Kerry and spoke. “I’m gonna cum soon, whore. Swallow or I’m gonna out your sister to two of her classmates and we can see how things go from there. When I take off the gag you’re gonna smile and say ‘thank you, master for letting me suck your cock and swallow your cum!” Ignoring any reaction on her part, he nodded at Adam and Adam began recording once more. Spencer gripped a fistful of her hair and began jerking her head up and down on his shaft while the young girl’s pretty, slender neck erupted into agony. After five agonizing minutes she began to feel his warm jizz fill her mouth. She closed her eyes and swallowed obediently.

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Sisters On Camera – Part 2

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Kerry’s second video required more active participation on her part than the previous shoot. The boys forced her to ride Adam cowgirl-style on the floor with her hands cuffed behind her back, grinding up and down on his hard shaft while Spencer and Roger struck her tits with leather whips. The studio’s bondage gear cabinet seemed bottomless and every time the boys visited it they brought back some new implement of torture that Kerry had yet to experience. She preferred the whips to the belt from yesterday however, and Adam’s dick enjoyed the benefits of the pretty teenage girl’s intensifying arousal in response to this new and brutal yet tolerable pain.

Kerry’s tits were covered in bright red welts and deep blue bruises by the time Adam blew his load into her bright pink gushing young pussy. She had already climaxed three times. Adam pulled out, pushed her off of him and left her huddled on the ground, panting and gasping for air. Before she could catch her breath Roger forced his cock into her mouth. He was bigger than Adam, longer and more girthsome and not nearly as sensitive. She spent twenty minutes on the ground sucking him off before he pulled his cock out, saving his orgasm for some uncertain point in the future.

The boys turned off their cameras and convened to debate whatever further actions they could undertake to increase their slave’s suffering. Kerry heard the word “suspension” and found herself overwhelmed with a new kind of dread.

Hector Valeras whistled as he thumbed through the newspaper, ice melting in the glass of vodka and orange juice that lay on the table at his side. He had been sleeping in lately, usually beginning his day with the assistance of a drink at half past noon. He used to have his girl wake him every morning at 7 AM with a blow job. He rubbed his temples every time he thought of her, head throbbing in protest of his efforts to acknowledge that the girl was really gone.

The county’s most prolific pornographer, Hector owned a single fully-fledged studio and a handful of shady lots dedicated to the production of fake “amateur” porn. He took great pride in his work, taking every effort to make his amateur films convincing and his “professional” films marketable. But his heart wasn’t the reliable machine that it used to be, and his abstinence in recent months from cocaine and amphetamine had severely diminished his ability to party and socialize with his colleagues in the adult entertainment industry. For the past year he had learned to rely upon his nephew Spencer to introduce him to girls. He put the eighteen year olds to work right away and groomed the underage ones to begin work as soon as it became legal. Spencer always found the most beautiful, cooperative and submissive girls Hector could ever hope to work with.

When Spencer asked to borrow the keys to the old bondage film trailer, Hector complied without hesitation. Hector knew that Spencer had a future in the industry and that this would require that he be allowed to pursue his activities with minimal questioning. As long as Hector took care to ensure that none of Spencer’s independent forays into the world of filmmaking could be traced back to their family, he didn’t care what went on inside the trailer. He only hoped that Spencer wasn’t gay, though he conceded that it was none of his business.

Bright red stripes covered every inch of Kerry’s torso and upper legs, red welts streaked across her naked tits, thighs, crotch, lower back and buttocks. A sprig of peeled ginger root protruded from her ass and the flesh of her ass and thighs quivered as she twitched in response to the burning sensation in her rear. She was dangling by her wrists from the ceiling, her hands pinned together with cuffs held aloft on a steel hook. Her wrists were numb as the cuffs bit into her flesh and cut off the blood flow to her hands. Her elbows and shoulders ached and the muscles in her arms were burning. Her eyes were bright red, puffy and swollen but at this moment she could no longer cry. She was too terrified of the machine humming and pulsing between her legs.

Spencer had constructed the improvised sex toy on his own, mounting a large silicone dildo in place of the blade on a hand-held electric reciprocating saw. The result was a piston-mounted dildo specialized for the purpose of relentless mechanical fucking. Kerry was terrified when she saw it, more terrified when she saw them turn it on and more terrified still when it made her cum within fifteen seconds.

The boys took turn fucking her, occasionally withdrawing the electric tool to mount a stepladder positioned behind her, seize her petite nude handing body and give her a few rough, swift pumps with their own cocks. James lost control and clung to her, plowing her vigorously from behind for three minutes before cumming inside her. Then they gave her a break from the saw in order to whip her tits.

The whipping lasted for a full half hour as the boys’ cruel leather instruments wandered across her body, leaving deep red imprints on her ass, thighs and pussy lips. Each stroke just made Kerry wetter.

Finally the boys surveyed their work and found themselves satisfied with Kerry’s new coat of stripes. They had broken the skin in a few places, but Spencer was always careful to avoid the risk of infection. Kerry shrieked and flailed helplessly against her bonds as he rubbed salt into the lash wounds and doused them in alcohol. She barely noticed when the machine-mounted dildo re-entered her pussy, and it took another two minutes to bring her to climax once more.

Mmmmmmmmm…. ooooohhhhhhhhh yeeeessssss!! she wailed with each orgasm, her voice vibrating as the electric tool shook her tiny body.

Kerry wasn’t enjoying herself at all, but at this point sex was the best and only escape available to her. She tried her best to lose herself in it.

James was the first to grow bored after the boys drove Kerry to her third mechanically-induced orgasm. “Can we do her legs yet, Spence?”

Spencer paused as if he had just remembered something he’d been meaning to do all day.

Thus Kerry found her arms relieved of her weight as the boys shackled her ankles and spread her legs, drawing them wide apart and high into the air. Her slick, damp pussy and juice-smeared crotch and thighs were splayed wide open for examination.

The boys stroked their leather crops and belts as they smirked. James pulled a pair of used panties from a laundry bin, moist and stale from the whorish cavorting of some aspiring professional adult actress. He wadded them up and shoved them into Kerry’s open mouth before sealing it shut with duct tape. Kerry screamed and wailed into the dirty cotton filling her mouth, shaking her head wildly and thrashing against her bonds as her assailants raised their implements of punishment.

It began as a hail of sharp stings, but the pain gradually coalesced into a steady throbbing as the impact of each blow became softer and more distant. The sensations of whipping and fucking gradually began to blur together. First there were thirty lashes, all falling squarely on her pussy. Then Roger fucked her for five minutes. Then fifty more lashes. Her pussy was bright red and swollen, but still as wet as ever.

Jesus, Adam! Don’t just tear it up like that! Spencer scolded as Adam delivered a series of painfully stinging blows and Kerry whimpered. She wondered if she would be able to walk at all when they were through. She realized with resignation that they would probably make her walk five miles again in the nude just to get home. She finally found a new wellspring of tears which mingled with the wads of semen streaking her face and hair.

What, Spence? Her cunt isn’t bleeding yet.

We need that bitch for a lesbian shoot tomorrow. We only have a week before the company moves back into this trailer and we’re out on our ass. They’re doing one of those fake-ass bus movies with some bitches from out west.

So we won’t have time to get the sis- Adam stopped talking when Spencer cupped a hand over his mouth. Kerry was in too much pain to pay them any attention.

Not here, Adam. They take her v-card at the kappa party at the end of the month.

They paid yet?

Whoa, fuck yeah. Nobody touches her until the party. Highest bidder gets the cherry. Then we can do what we want with them. Incest, permanent marks, the works. But for now, no marks that won’t heal up in four weeks.

The boys observed their handiwork. Kerry was ruined. It was hard to imagine these cuts, bruises and weals healing within four weeks. But her body was more resilient and flexible than it seemed upon first glance.

The bright studio lights glimmered against her reflective, sweat-soaked skin. The marks the boys added just made her prettier, and her helpless, frustrated pout just added to her allure. Adam ripped the tape off of her mouth painfully, leaving the saliva-soaked panties wadded up between her teeth. She offered no resistance as the boys recommitted themselves to the task of abusing her mouth and vagina.

Roger buried himself in her hanging, spread-eagled body, punishing her raw and abused snatch until the two of them came nearly at the same time. Meanwhile Adam fucked her mouth, taking her pussy when Roger extricated himself. Then James fucked her mouth while she dangled uselessly, her inverted vision giving her a clear view of nothing save her assailant’s ass, perineum and balls. James came on her face before Adam pulled out of her pussy, placing his pussy-juice slickened penis inside her parched, overstretched mouth.

Spencer fucked Kerry’s wet pussy, still tight yet seemingly looser than the day before while Adam yanked her head back and forth over his dick, throttling her mercilessly and nearly spraining her neck. It took over twenty more minutes for Kerry and Adam to cum, bringing Kerry to climax yet again as they assaulted her. Finally the two pulled out and ejaculated several teaspoons of hot, salty jism onto her pretty but sweaty young face.

Say the line. Spencer commanded after allowing his cum-soaked slave just a moment of rest. Kerry turned to the camera, yet another forced smile accompanying her cum-bleached face and numb, dead eyes.

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