Mastered

Katlyn could do little more than whimper, she seemed to be reduced to a quivering mass of flesh. His hands gripped her tits, and her still spasming body did the rest, squeezing him until he grew and swelled again.

He bounced her gently on his lap, his cock driving deep, and she soon closed her eyes, managing to make herself think that this was another date with some nameless faceless guy, who she had picked up to service her needs.

She smiled, happily imagining a totally differnt scenario, one in which she was in charge, and for once, he was quiet, tugging gently on her nipples, and it allowed her to focus on the fantasy that she was in charge. She intended to enjoy it while she could, as the moment Amundson began to speak, she would have to acknowledge that she was his fucktoy.
 
"Enjoying yourself aren't you my slutty bitch of a sister, bet you are pregnant with our little bastard, or bitch, right now, wiggling its way otu of your wgg chamber to be made int oa fetus in your little womb." He groans out into her ear as he fucks her pussy in a long and drawn out fuck, his dick pumping in and out of her slowly, filling her, then pulling out ,filling her then pulling out, her walls sucking on his cock with a content suction of a well feed pussy, well stuffed with its favorite cream, and yet still eager for more. Finally after half an hour he releases a final orgasm into her tight pussy and slowly pull out his cock and cleans his penis clean o nher ass before leaving the panting and stuffed slut by the couch, leaning against the table with her ass i nthe air, cu mleaking her her pussy, as he went to get himself a sandwich.
 
Katlyn lay there, slumped and exhausted on the couch, her ass still in the air, in the position in which he had left her.

She was breathing hard, her body having orgasmed so much it now hurt. She was unable to move, and wanted nothing more than a nice soak in a hot bath!

She was very thirsty though, all that panting and screaming having dried out her mouth. She crawled first, until she could get her feet under her, and she staggered into the kitchen, the silly maid costume half on and half off of her, and she went to the fridge, and poured herself a glass of apple juice, and drank it down in one straight go.

She looked at Amundson, as he made a sandwich. she reached out and took a pieve of cheese, too tired to even prepare some food. She went back into the sitting room, and flopped down on jthe couch, face down, and fell sound asleep.
 
As the slut fell asleep on the couch Scott took a smal legg vibrator and as she laid on the couch he slowly pushed the pink little egg into her pussy and activated it before putting her maid uniform back on properly alogn with covering her with a blanket. He then left, smirking as she began to wiggle and moan in her sleep as the vibrator vibrated her sore pussy nice and wet for the rest of the night. As he reached his room he undressed himself until he was naked and laid down on top of the covers, outside were the snow still falling, the wind howling, and he laid down, letting his naked body be left to be seen, hopefully the slut would be horny enough from the little gift in her loins that she would take the initiative tomorrow.
 
Having had hours of horny dreams, she awoke, and discovered the reason for it. She tried to remove the egg, but her cum filled pussy was far too slick for her to get a grip on it. Her fingers were also slick, and it seemed that she had worked her hand into her thong during her sleep.

She looked about, relieved that Amundson had not witnessed her action.

She went upstairs, and found him, and pushing him hard, knocking him out of bed she told him he had to get the egg out of her pussy now, as it was driving her insane.

Even as she finished her sentence, she started to cum again, falling to her knees as she screamed.
 
Chuckling Scott stood up from where she had pushed him off the bed and walked over to the knelling bitch and as she screamed in orgasm he pushed his morning wood down her throat, his hand griping her hair and he growled at her as he forced his cock down her throat with rapid thrusts of his hips. "Suck me good slut and I might remove the egg from your horny little cunt, better do a good job or I will leave it there for that little stunt you just pulled."
 
He was almost two feet taller than her, and the sheer difference in size was overwhelming her. He approached her agressively.

"Suck me good slut and I might remove the egg from your horny little cunt, better do a good job or I will leave it there for that little stunt you just pulled."

She was choking on his cock, as it rammed down her throat, and she tried to bite him, but his grip on her hair prevented her from getting her mouth to close.

She looked at him, spitting fire and began to struggle wildly.
 
"Suck it slut suck it all up!" He growled hotly as he pumped his cock down and up her throat, his balls slapping her chin and her drool slipping down her skin as she gulps down his cock. Then he jerks her head back by pulling her hair and slams his thick dick down her throat entirely as he groans out in orgasm ,and doesn't remove it from her throat until he stops orgasming after four minutes, lifting up his cock from her throat he rubs it clean against her pretty face, slipping her drool and his cum over her face, before he pushes her down on her back and spreads her thighs with his knees and pushes his left fingers into her pussy, slowly starting to press his entire hand into her cunt to get out the egg vibrator. "Let's get the egg out little slut, you did good cock sucking."
 
She was near mindless with the constant orgasms the egg was forcing on her! She sucked his cock with a desperation, as she needed to get him off, so he would remove the egg!!

Finally, he came, shooting his entire load down her throat, and then wiping his cock on her face.

Then finally he bent to remove the egg, and she screamed in orgasm, as he pulled it from her. Her pussy had been clenching so hard, she had cramp in her muscels, and her lower abdomen and thighs hurt like Hell. Exhausted, she crawled into his bed, settling herself in the nice warm patch in the middle, where he had been lying, and she pulled the covers over her head, and went to sleep.
 
As the slut fell asleep Scott removed her maid outfit, it needed to be washed anyhow, and left her beneath the covers naked, he then went and spent the rest of the day watching movies and eating junk food. The snow was still blowing strongl outside, it had been a week since the slut came here and the onyl reason why the house was not buried in snow was because the house was located near a cliff, the snow that gathered on and aroudn the house would roll down the cliff as the pressure became too much, the cabin had been built to last and when he had inheritaged it had Scott improved it even further. It was dinenr when the slut woke up and Scott was working at dinner, it was the 20th of December, only a few days left until Christmas, he had gone out hunting during the slut's rest, shot a couple of wild birds that he was now roasting in the oven, with rice boiling and vegetables frying on the stove.
 
There was a nice smell wafting up from the kitchen, and she awoke, surprised to find herself naked. She looked around for something to wear, and eventually settled on one of Amundson's giant tee shirts She took a pair of his boxer shorts, but the fell off her!!

She went downstairs, following the nice smell to the kitchen, where he was cooking on the stove. She went to the cupboard, and she took out a pot of drinking chocolate powder, and she proceeded to make up a big cup for herself.

She said nothing, she just looked at him, and then blushed, her face heating, as she recalled how she had had to beg him to get the egg out of her!
 
"How's my slutty sister feeling today?" Scott asked with a smirk as he coated the wild birds with spiced grease, marinating them as they roasted in the oven of his stove. He was wearing nothing but a white apron with the words, fuck the chef, on the front in black letters, his bare back showing off his prime physique as he bent over, reached up and moved around in the kitchen to care for the meal.
 
She grinned at his words, and then remembered herself, and put a stern face on once more.

"God! Amundson, I swear you are such a jerk!!"

She turned her back to him, stoically determined to ignore him. She drained her hot chocolate, and got up, still ignoring him, and went into the sitting room, checking the TV to see what was on that she might enjoy watching.

It wasn't her favourite, but she found an old episode of Sex and the City, and curled up on the couch to enjoy it, knowing that the second Amundson came in, her relaxation would be all over!
 
Scott put the final touch to the three different types of roasted bird by cutting the skin open and then stuffing it with the rice, then after five more minutes of cooking he removed the rice from the skin and put it down on a large plate with the birds lying on the top, cut apart, with the vegetables as a mattress beneath them and a thick orange spicy sauce painting the birds and the vegetables in a glistering orange glow. A strong scent of bird meat and rice began to float out thorugh the house as he put down the plate on the dining table along with plates, silverware and big cups filled with chocolate, but not before giving the food an extra spicing of fertility drugs, just to be safe, a pot of hot chocolate. He had always found the flavour of hot chocolate to fit with spicy food. "Food's on the table my delicious looking sister slut." He called out with a purr in his voice, enjoying messing with her as she was getting into her role as his personal fuck pet.
 
If Amundson had set out to annoy her, which of course, he had, he could not have done a finer job. She was seething with him, but moreover, she was annoyed with herself, as she looked at the couch, and recalled what she had done yesterday.

She had made a total slut of herself, all but revelling in his defilement of her. She would need to remain on her guard. His antics were getting to her, and she found that deep inside there was a little part of her that seeemed to like what he did to her, more than liked, if she was honest.

If she wasn't careful, he could turn her very quickly into the nasty little slut that he wanted, that she feared, she might want too. He was a very bad influence on her, and she was stuck with his company until Spring!!

She went in, and was pleasantly surprised when she saw the food.

"Well, this looks good, smells good, is it possible you actually have a useful talent afterall, Amundson??"

She was deliberately spiteful, hoping to keep him at bay!
 
Smirking Scott just slipped a hand beneath the shirt she was wearing and rubbed her pussy as he lead her to a chair where he sat down and had her sit down on his lap, his cock splititng int oher pussy, the large plate of food in front of them, he had only made the plates on the other chairs, to add to the illusion of company. Slipping his hand further up her slipped her shirt off her body and then kissed her, groping her full breast with his hand still sticky from her cunt juice. "Mmmmmmm I got far more talents then this, and you know it my whorish sister." He then cut up some bird meant, mixed it with rice, sauce and veggies, before taking it into his mouth and then pressed his mouth against Meg's feeding her as she sat on his lap, his cock filling her snug pussy, pulling back after feeding her and murmured hotly. "Delicious." Which could be taken in many ways.
 
Jeez, he must be on Viagra! She thought, as his hard cock impaled her pussy, as he pulled her onto his lap.

The food was indeed delicious, and though she would rather die than admit it, she enjoyed the very intimate way that Amundson fed her.

She wrigged about a little, her pussy squeezing him, as she turned a little to take in the food that he fed her with, and she was reminded of a bird in a nest, being fed by its mother.

His nastly little fantasies were swirling through her mind, and she could feel her pussy getting wetter. Hoping to change the subject, she asked him a question

"So, what the plan for this evening??"
 
"Mmmmm me enjoying the company of my slutty sister of course, though with an extra flavour to it." He purred smoothly as he took a handful of meat, sauce, rice and vegetables and smeared it all over her full bosom, the sauce making it stick to her like a salve. He then leaned his head forwardand began to eat the food off her bare chest, taking the time to suckle on her nipples, not leaving a single trace of the food while his hips were rotating, his hands rubbing her tummy. As her breasts were shining clean with saliva he took the wishing bone of one of the birds and put it between his teeth and held it otu for her to bite ,wigglign his eyebrow as if to say, make a wish.
 
She was falling under his spell!! She needed to resist!! His cock pulsed inside her, as she subtly bounced on him, and her breasts were super sensitised, and she found herself pressing her breasts into his mouth, moaning.

She felt her body responding to him more and more, despite her best intentions!

"oh god! Amundson, oh yes! Mmmmmm yes!" she moaned as her need grew, and she began to ride him.
 
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Leaning back, spitting out the wishing bone, he let the slut ride his cock of her own will, his mouth suckling her tits as she pressed them out towards his face, his fingers stroking her spine and rear as she rode his cock, not doing a thing to resist her sudden rush of passion, letting her drive herself over the edge, letting her degrade herself, it would make the complete submition of her body and soul all the more sweeter as she would let herself be consumed by her own hidden desires. Finally as she pressed down and her walls clenched around him for a forth orgasm he groaned out in release, his cock , spewing forth a big amount of sperm into her womb, and he pressed his face into her breasts, sucking on the teats harder, grounding them between his teeth while he imagined them pierced so that the milk would travel freely, so that they could be fileld with a finger, pumping her to orgasm without having to even touch her pussy.
 
She came so hard that she slumped, exhausted and panting onto him, her body still clenching him, pulsing rhythmically.

For more than ten minutes she lay on him, waiting for her heart rate to return to normal. Then her mind slowly returned to normal, and she pulled a face at him, and climbed off, calling him every thing she could think of, as she went to get a drink, her throat dry from all her screaming.

She took her time drinking the water, thinking where had it all gone wrong. She needed to row back on things if she was going to manage to keep herself sane, and not end up as his little fucktoy. All she needed to do was stay as far away from him as possible!!
 
Scott pressed himself against the bare back of his slut and murmured huskily intoher ear as he tenderly rubbed her breasts and tummy. "I will be on the couch watching TV, come and find me when you're feeling frisky my horny cumbucket." He then kissed her shoulder tenderly before pulling back and walked off with a soft humming, soon finding himself lying on the couch, naked, watching the new Simpsons Movie.
 
She paced up and down, determined to avoid him at all costs.

A hour passed and then another, and all she could think of was the dick on the couch, that she needed.

She told herself if was a kind of cabin fever setting in, she told herself that she was bored, she told herself pretty much anything trying to persuade herself to avoid him, but she was horribly horny.

Then it came to her, in a flash of inspiration. He must have drugged her, given her aphrodisiacs! That was it!! Relieved, she now knew she couldn't fight it, she went into him, and confronted him.

"You've given me something, something addictive?? That why I cant stop thinking about sex all the time, inst it??"
 
Chuckling Scott just laid there on his back, his cock half erect and sticking up like a flag pole, his eyes barely looking at the still naked woman, as he watched the movie. "Why would I need something as silly as that when you're doing so well on your own?" The only drug he had given her were the fertility drugs, and he had given her the last dose in the house during the dinner, and it had no aphrodisiac effects, it was all her. "Unless you're going to watch the movie or ride my cock, or both, then I suggest you step aside, I can't see the movie so well with your sexy ass in the way sis."
 
She didn't care what he said, she was convinced he had drugged her, why else was she craving his cock??? She sat on the couch, far away from him, as she watched the movie, and then, as time passed, her entire focus was on his cock, and how it would feel inside of her, as she imagined him taking her.

She was finding it hard to think of anything else, anything at all, and she stood and went to pick up a magazine, sitting on the same couch as him when she returned.

She looked from the TV to him, and back again, and her pride refusing to allow her to make the first move, but she sat, hitching a leg under her, opening herself, sure the sight and smell of her wet pussy would drive him to jump on her.
 
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