15. Hans
CHAPTER 15
Hans
X ander referring to Maggie and me as sister and brother should repulse me, but it doesn’t. I’m so messed up because I like it. It provides a perverseness that washes away my guilt.
Maggie is hesitant as she lies before me on the hardwood floor. She has the same look in her eyes that I did that first time with Xander. He was gentle then, nothing like he is now. I didn’t know back then that I craved this type of sexual encounter, but once we cracked open the door, I was all in.
“Spread your legs wide for your big brother, Maggie. Let him see that pretty pink pussy.”
Maggie’s hands move to her pussy, and she pulls on her lips. My cock twitches when I witness her wetness. She’s turned on. Like me, she can’t help but be fascinated and aroused by Xander’s allure. Maybe I should be jealous that his dominating nature is so appealing to her.
In The Covenant, they attempted to convince me I’d be less of a man by accepting this situation, but I never believed that my gentle nature made me less. It’s hard to explain how my brain works when it comes to sex. I enjoy it rough and thrive on being used by Xander. But I want to be gentle with Maggie, to offer her softness. The shocking part is that I wouldn’t object to Maggie treating me as Xander does.
“We’ve got rules, Maggie. You gonna be a good girl and follow them?”
Maggie nods, her eyes intently focused on Xander. “Yes.”
“We play hard, but we play safe. I assume you’re a virgin, Margarete, is that right?”
Maggie casts her eyes down, and her cheeks turn pink. “Hans and I have touched each other, but I’ve had nothing, you know, inside me.”
“Nothing happens if you’re uncomfortable with it. I’m not interested in using you. I’m sure you’ve seen how I treat Hans. It probably seems outlandish, even cruel, but these are things that Hans enjoys. Perhaps you’re like him. You might enjoy humiliation and degradation. You might be a pain slut like my baby boy here. Or it may repulse you. Your sexual gratification could come from being treated like a little princess. Told that you’re beautiful, that your body is a temple to be worshiped, and talked through sex. It will take time to discover all this, Maggie. There will be moments when I fuck up and do something I’m not supposed to or take things to places that I shouldn’t. I need you to be comfortable with everything that goes on here. I need you to understand that, unlike the men in The Covenant, I serve you and not the other way around. So, darling, I need you to pick a safe word. Anytime you feel uncomfortable or want to stop for any reason, you’re gonna use that word. As soon as you do, everything stops.”
Maggie nods like I did when Xander first told me about the rules. “Can you take off the mask?”
Xander pauses. I saw his face the first time we had sex, but he still concealed his identity. I discovered I enjoyed it when he wore the mask. It provided a thrill. He explained to me that I had a mask kink. Apparently, I have many kinks, all uncovered with Xander.
Maggie inhales shakily as Xander removes the mask.
“What’s the matter, Maggie? Did you assume I’d be ugly? You know what they say about assumptions. They make an ass out of you and me.”
“I didn’t expect you to be unattractive. But I didn’t think you’d be this beautiful.”
“Didn’t they tell you at The Covenant that the devil would be handsome? Now, pick your word, Maggie. Make sure it’s not something you would say while you’re getting your brains fucked out.”
Xander and I wait with bated breath for Maggie to pick her word.
She looks at me. “What’s yours, Hans?”
“Peace,” I whisper.
Maggie’s gaze moves from me to Xander. “Sunrise.”
Xander puts his foot on the back of my head and pushes me against Maggie’s eager pussy. “Start eating, slut.”
Xander parts my ass cheeks, and pain shoots through my body from his vicious grip. He’s never gentle when we have sex. Not since he discovered how much I crave his dominance. Perhaps one day, I’ll have to decipher this need with a therapist, but right now, I pull apart my step-sister’s labia. Maggie shivers as I lick her slit. I’m immediately intoxicated with her flavor and scent. I always knew she’d be sweet, but I didn’t realize how sweet.
“That’s it, you little whore. Show your sister what a slave you are for her sweet pussy. Tell me, pup, does it taste as good as you imagined?”
“You taste so good, Maggie,” I mumble into her glistening pussy. “So, so good.”
I return to licking my sister’s pussy like it’s my last meal, my body lurching as Xander delves his tongue into my asshole. The rough abrasion in a place considered taboo makes me burn. He’s never done this before. I don’t know why he’s doing it now. Probably to enhance my humiliation in front of Maggie. I imagine Xander is getting off on making me feel less.
Or maybe he needs this after the night he’s had.
Each time Xander’s tongue touches my asshole, my muscles ease, and I focus on satisfying Margarete.
Xander presses the tip of his finger to my asshole and slowly pushes inside. Though the invasion is welcome, I long for something more. I want him to fill me with his cock and use me to get off.
“You know what Hans loves, Maggie?”
“No,” Maggie pants in the throes of lust.
Xander tugs on the belt, using it as a makeshift leash. “Open your mouth, bitch.”
My lips part, and he pulls his finger from my asshole, forcing it into my mouth. Moments like this make me thankful that Xander taught me to keep myself clean.
“He loves tasting himself like a pathetic dog.”
My cock stands at attention, pointing straight up along my stomach.
“Look at that cock, Maggie. Proof of how pathetic your big brother is. That’s it, baby boy, suck that finger like you’re sucking a cock. Get it nice and clean for Daddy.”
Maggie tentatively reaches out, touching my painfully hard dick. “Is this okay, Hans?”
Xander pulls his finger from my mouth. “Answer her, cunt.”
“Yes,” I whimper.
Xander fists my hair, pulling hard. “No, baby boy. Tell her exactly what you like. Use the disgusting language they told you not to. Go on, cum dump. Tell her.”
I stare Maggie in the eye. “Yes. Anything you do is probably going to be okay.”
“Maggie, go to the dresser and take out my knife,” Xander instructs.
Maggie rises from the floor and fetches the crimson-covered knife, handing it to Xander. “What are you going to do with that?”
Xander presses the tip of the blade against my nipple. “Shouldn’t you have asked that question before you handed me the weapon, angel?” He applies pressure, and the sting of the knife causes my dick to twitch. “That’s a pretty little pain slut. You need more, don’t you, baby boy? Tell your sister, and I’ll give you what you need.”
My gaze holds my sister’s. “I want to be used like a worthless dog. I need to be hit like I don’t matter. The sight of my blood turns me on. I’ll lick cum off the floor. When I’m treated like a slave or a fuck toy, it makes me feel like I’m worth something.” I fight to hold back the tears that spring to my eyes. They’re not tears of sadness or sorrow. They’re tears of relief because I don’t have to lie anymore. “I want Xander to use me, but I want to be your toy, too. My dream is to be your toy, Maggie.”
Maggie steps forward to stand before me. She glides her hand down my body and grabs one of my balls tightly, causing jolts of pain to shoot through me.
“That probably makes you want to jizz right here, doesn’t it, bitch?” Xander taunts.
“Yes,” I moan as he trails the knife down my side, causing a superficial cut. “Maggie, can I please taste your pussy again?”
Maggie abandons my balls, sits on the floor, and opens her legs wide. “Be a good boy and suck my clit.”
My sister’s dirty talk sends me over the edge. I bury my face in her sweet pussy, drunk on her and the pain.
Xander sneers. “He’s such a good little pup, isn’t he, Maggie?”
Maggie grabs my head, holding me to her, creating the same wondrous suffocation as Xander when he throat fucks me.
“He loves it when I fuck his tight little ass. Get him horny enough, and he’ll beg like a dog for me to stuff his worthless ass.” Xander holds my head down on Maggie’s pussy with his foot as he shoves two fingers into me. He twists them until he hits my prostate, and my cock strains as I cum on the floor. “See how easy it is for me to make him cum? He could never protect you, Maggie. He’s pathetic. I only have to stick something in his ass, and he falls apart. Tell her what you are, pretty boy.”
I mumble the words into Maggie’s pussy. “I’m a pathetic whore, and the only thing I’m good for is a fuck.”
Xander’s fingers curl into my hair as he shoves my face into the cum I spilled on the floor. “That’s right, bitch. Be a good little puppy and clean up your mess.”
“No, sir. Please don’t make me.” I shiver as he removes the belt from my neck.
“Do as you’re told, boy, or I’ll turn your worthless ass red.”
I want the punishment. I crave it. “No. I will not lick my cum for you.”
Xander smiles as the first lash of the belt hits my buttocks. Maggie grabs my head and pulls me against her pussy as he continues to thrash me with the belt.
“If he taps you twice, let him up. That’s the equivalent of his safe word. But if he doesn’t do it, you make his filthy tongue lick your pussy until you cum all over his worthless face. Got it?”
“Yes, sir,” Maggie replies.
“Good girl.”
The initial sting of the belt eventually becomes unbearable. But Xander doesn’t stop there, whipping my ass with repeated lashes.
I should say my safe word, but I don’t want to. I’m petrified about what Margarete thinks of me, but the relief Xander provides is a potent drug I can’t abandon. I long for him to whip me with the belt until he tears my flesh. I want to feel the burn of my punishment on my ass for weeks every time I sit down.
I clench my ass after thirty lashes, waiting for the next hit.
Instead, Xander rubs my ass. “Let our pet up, baby girl.”
Maggie twines her fingers in my hair and yanks my head up.
“You ready to lick your cum, bitch, or do I need to keep teaching you a lesson?” Xander asks.
My mouth waters at the thought of licking up the cum on the floor, but I need the pain. “I’m not licking the cum.”
Cold liquid falls on my ass before Xander shoves his dick inside me. The pain is harsh at first, but after a few strokes, I adjust and push my ass into him.
Xander grips my sides, his fingers brutally digging into my flesh. “Slide under him, Maggie. I want to see you suck off your brother. Let him cum in your pretty mouth. Don’t swallow. Hold it for me, baby girl.” Xander quickens his pace in my ass once Maggie is in position. “Lick that pussy, slut. You better make our girl cum before I spill into your ass.”
Maggie grabs my shaft, and her mouth closes over me. It takes everything in me not to come right away. I’ve wanted this for so long. Sure, we’ve fooled around a bit, but nowhere close to this. The fear of no return always held us back from venturing too far. Turns out we were right because I’d gladly burn for eternity to have Xander and Maggie using me this way.