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Asher
“Am I allowed to piss first?” my sister asked, snapping at him. I knew it was an effort to appear strong. I saw through the cracks in her armor, had always been able to. Even so, I didn’t understand how she did it. I shrunk inward, she exploded out. My attempt to overpower Hunter earlier was nothing like me, but seeing his hands on Alice turned me into someone I didn’t recognize.
“You’ll hold it,” Hunter said to Alice with a smirk, striding closer to her, his knife pointed in my direction as he looked her up and down again. He leered at her, and all I thought about was the way he’d felt on top of me, suffocating me. My stomach clenched. “Part of the game.”
Alice huffed, appearing unfazed by the reveal of his face. She’d flinched for a moment, but then carried on sniping at him. I struggled to look anywhere but right at him. He didn’t seem evil, he looked… normal. Frown lines and potential signs of a hard life in his eyes, but about typical for a man who I guessed was in his later twenties. Why was he showing us? What was the point in the mask before? Something must have changed.
“You were watching, you fucking asshole. Where’s the camera?” Alice asked, standing up straight next to the bucket.
“Al, stop,” I hissed. But she didn’t care. Brashness in the face of danger.
Hunter just laughed, and it shocked me. It was such a bitter sound. “Get on your knees, bitch,” he said with a low chuckle, giving her all his dark attention. “And make your brother hard.”
“I, what? No—” Alice spluttered, her facade dropping in line with my gut. He hinted. He told us, but I couldn’t…
Hunter stepped closer to Alice, and fuck, she didn’t move, didn’t waver. She glared up at him as he reached into her space. He ran the knife along her collarbone, and I saw her gulp as he brought the blade to her cheek, almost in a caress. He paused with the tip at her previous injuries, toyed with them for a moment, before moving on.
With a wicked grin, he touched the blade to her lip. “Open,” he demanded, and she squeezed her lips together. I watched, hopeless, frozen. “Open your mouth or I’ll stab my way through and still make your brother fuck you here. ”
Alice’s eyes widened and she whimpered, dropping her jaw and exposing her tongue. Seeing her obey him after all her bluster took a little something from me. Maybe it was hope.
“Stick it out,” he said, and she thrust her tongue out, a tear leaking from her eye. He rested the flat of the blade on her tongue, sliding it, slicking the metal with her saliva. “Do as I say, and do it without messing yourself, or I’ll replace his cock with this blade. How slick do you think your throat would be sliced up by this?” He pressed down, and a bead of blood formed next to the glinting metal. Alice stood there, tongue out, eyes narrowing, fists clenching. “I’d enjoy finding out.”
The moment froze, tension and fear hanging over the entire room. Hunter seemed to relish in it, bask in the horror rolling off of us. I saw the rage behind Alice’s glare, had been the victim of it plenty of times growing up, but she was withholding, keeping it back. Those clenched fists staying at her side.
Then Hunter pulled the knife away from her, but their eyes stayed locked. I watched a conversation, a fight for power Alice had no chance of winning. Hunter’s jaw tightened as he waited for her to fold, but that glimmer of humor remained in his eye, like he half-hoped she wouldn’t. I tried to place him in my world, in the background of my life. He’d stalked us on purpose, chosen us. So why couldn’t I recognize a single fucking thing about him? Maybe around his eyes, maybe the way he moved, but nothing distinctive, nothing triggered.
Then Alice turned to me with a deep frown on her face and walked over. She looked like she was going to be sick, her mouth pulled down.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“If I don’t…” she whispered, her brows furrowed. “I believe him, Ash. I don’t want him to hurt you.”
Hunter moved closer, grinning wide as he played with the knife, twirling it on the palm of his hand. “There are so many more things I will do if you don’t oblige me this, Asher,” he teased, focusing on me for the first time. He’d persuaded Alice. She looked braced for hell. She gulped and sank to her knees, her head dropping forward with anguish as she settled.
“She’s my sister,” I said futilely, begging him with my gaze.
“That’s the point.” Hunter smirked. “Now, put your cock in her mouth.”
“Ash,” Alice whimpered. “It’s okay. It… it’s survival. I can, I don’t know…”
“I can’t do it,” I shouted, going to step away, squeezing my eyes shut and swallowing down bile. Alice grabbed my leg to stop me from moving, her fingers curling into my skin.
“I’ll stab her in the fucking throat and make you fuck the hole if you don’t get your cock in your sister’s mouth right now!” Hunter bellowed, making both of us jump. Alice sniffled, and I squeezed my eyes shut.
Warmth grasped my cock then, and I flinched, sucked in a haggard breath. I refused to glance down. Not as Alice grasped my shaft and began moving her hand up and down, trying to bring it to life. I heard her cry, but remained frozen, letting my mind go elsewhere.
“Not good enough,” Hunter chided, and the fist around my cock squeezed suddenly, Alice gasping. My eyes flew open to find the knife pressing into her mouth again. “Open wide.”
“Ash, please,” Alice said through gritted teeth, trying to get away from the blade.
It was hopeless. This was happening either with blood or without. I lifted the shirt and exposed my cock and her hand to the room. It looked…wrong. And I was surprised to find myself half-hard from her stimulation. But I came in closer, biting my tongue with so much force the tang of metal flooded my taste buds, then I wrapped my hand next to my sister’s on my shaft and aimed it at her mouth .
“Fuck, yes,” Hunter groaned, fucking his hips into the air, looking up at the ceiling again with a wicked grin.
Alice’s tongue touched the tip of my cock first and I shuddered. It was impossible to look away. Though our eyes didn’t lock, refused to catch the others gaze, we both kept them open. I watched her lips wrap around my shaft and swallow me up.
Blood continued to rush and harden my erection, the… fuck, the taboo of it, the horror. It messed with my hormones and twisted my brain. Her warm, wet mouth mixed with the stream of tears down her face and the way she was holding back a gag.
“Delicious, isn’t it?” Hunter said, though I wasn’t sure to who.
Alice sucked, hollowing her cheeks and flickering her tongue against the head of my cock. It made my thighs shake, shivers rush down my spine. Shit. Fuck.
She pulled away with a gasp and a splutter, wiping spit from her lip with the back of her hand. “He’s hard!” she shrieked, coughing. “He—”
“Keep going,” Hunter grinned, shoving his hand down his joggers to jerk his own cock. The thought of her having to service him…
“Do it, Al,” I said, hurrying her. “Don’t stop now. ”
“What?” She looked up at me, shock plain as day. Betrayal or something I didn’t want to think about playing across her features. Maybe this is what we needed to do to get away? Play along? What was the worst he might force us to do? What was his plan next?
Alice moved back in, using her hands this time to tug on my balls as she swallowed my cock up.
“You’ll make him come,” Hunter told her, stroking her hair with his hand holding the blade, his other down his pants, moving fast as he enjoyed himself too damn much. “Then you’ll hold his spunk. I have plans for it.”
Alice whimpered and groaned, her shoulders heaving as she held in tears of anguish. I focused. The faster I could come, the sooner this would be over. She squirmed, squeezing her legs together as she continued sucking me, using her mouth, her lips and tongue to get me off.
She pushed further, gagging and convulsing around me as I entered her throat. “Oh, shit,” I said without thought, the sensation overwhelming me. It was going to happen. She was going to do it. I pressed my eyelids together, letting my cock enjoy what my brain could not.
“Al,” I husked out. She worked harder, bobbing and sucking and swallowing with everything she had, her body shaking with the effort, or with the horror. I couldn’t think about it. Instead, with a yell of despair and pleasure warped together, I came in her mouth.
I orgasmed into my sister’s mouth, hating every inch of myself as I poured into her, trembling when she didn’t pull away for a second, like she was catching her breath.
Then clear white fluid splattered across her cheek from the side and she gasped, yanking her head back in horror. Hunter had his cock out, pointed at her, and another rope of cum shot from his slit and onto Alice’s face.
Alice reacted fast, leaping up and forward, trying to tackle him. It was a panic, chaos and shouting, but it lasted just a fucking second before he had her hair in his grasp and the knife through her hand, cut deep into her skin.
She screamed, the sound rising higher as he ripped the blade free, his anger raging through his body language, stiff and boiling. “You fucking bitch!” he shouted in her face, throwing her away from him so she fell across the floor in a heap. “I swear to fucking god if there isn’t still cum in your mouth I’m going to make you lick the toilet bucket clean every night!” He pulled her up by her hair, dragging her back to me.
Fear paralyzed me, too scared to move.
“Show me your tongue,” he demanded, and she spat at him, a glob of semen landing on his cheek.
“Fuck you!” she shrieked, breathing fast .
Everything froze, Hunter’s eyes awash with dark contemplation. She was… dangerous. For us all. Fucking sister and her temper.
“Lick it off me, lick it off me and push it into your brother’s mouth, or I’ll cut off his hand.”
“Don’t do it,” I said, feeling utterly useless.
With harsh eyes and blood pouring from her palm, Alice squashed into Hunter, tugged his face down and licked the cum from his cheek with as little touch to his skin as possible. Then she turned to me, not looking me in the eye as she pressed her lips to mine again.
“Don’t forget to open wide,” Hunter teased, and Alice coaxed my lips apart, her tongue poking out to brush against mine. I tasted salt, musk, as she passed my cum to me. It made me want to vomit, and my stomach revolted, churning. When thick fingers moved in between us, swiping at Alice’s cheek, then pushing against where our lips met, I gagged. Hunter shoved his cum-covered fingers against our tongues, laughing.
“You get to taste me, too,” he said. “For being so disruptive.”
I grabbed Alice and kissed her harder, desperately trying to show her it was okay, that I was okay. It was a communication as my tongue caressed against hers, an apology when I softened my lips and tried to make her feel good in this hellhole. An attempt to make her forget where we were when I stroked her waist.
Alice sighed, moved her hands to cling to my front, let her body fall further into mine. Comfort. Love for each other.
“Perfect,” Hunter said, pulling our attention back to where we were, like a rush of boiling water over our heads. “Look at you two, enjoying yourselves.”
I pulled away from Alice and looked down at her, trying to convey what I couldn’t say.
“Let’s get you a bandage,” Hunter sighed.