The club

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Angel DeBoard
23

Angel was 16 when she fell in love with her highschool sweetheart, everyone told her how wrong he was for her, and yet at the she didn't want to listen, she was stubborn always had been, her father reminded her often still to this day. She fell fast and hard for her boyfriend Mike, and it was great, she thought they'd get married, they'd went to college together, gotten a apartment, and had gotten in a dark, yet very passionant and what she felt at the time loving relationship. He supported her, she supported him.. and yet one night he took things to far, they had a safe word, she was tied to the bed, she loved the domination.. craved it actually.. but he started choking her and she couldn't breath, she had to kick him as hard as she could for him to stop, and crying her safe word pink over and over again.. everyone was different.. everyone had different safe words.. different ways to be safe... but Mike had went to far she thought he was going to kill her.

She had marks on her neck for days, she had to wear scarves for the time being.. luckily they were in style and noone really questioned her. What Mike did crushed her.. she not only lost the love of her life but her trust at the same time... and she couldnt tell anyone of her lifestyle either.. who would understand it in the first place.. sure as hell not her friends, not her parents, and not her over protective brother, she scoffed at that, but her brother was her closest friend.

A year and a half had past and it was time for her to finally move on.. so she knew it was time to make her way to the club.. she hadn't been there since going with Mike...so sighed to herself.. here goes nothing she thought.. grateful it was saturday, and she had the weekends off as a dance instructor, she had time to clean, clear her mind and get ready for the night...

She had no idea her brother was into the lifestyle as she was, her brother Brad was 10 years older then her and always looked out for her, little did she know he frequented the club quite often, as of late, he had no idea in turn his little sister would be at this very club had he known he'd be mortified, angel admired and adored and loved her brother but if he saw her here at this place... he'd flip out. Her first day back she opted to wear a mask, the club had rules, and one of the rules were one of many to be exact, were stated you could wear a eye piece mask until alone with said dom or sub, then once alone he or she can decide to remove it.

Little did she know that night her brother would notice and want her, what would happen when they were alone... what would he do to her, spank her for being there, yell at her, be furious that she was wearing a mask and that he had chosen her?

Open to one male.
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[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped trying one last time

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

the club

Brad DeBoard 33

Brad parks is car and, slips on his mask. "Evening Mr. President" some one calls out in the parking lot. He waves his 'V' for victory sign at them as he walks in.

The girl in a brown costume smiles at him. "Good evening Mr. President, your number please?" she askes pleasantly.

Brad smiles at her "037". She smiles and checks her computer screen. "OH yes Mr. President number 037 is correct here is your VIP badge. Go right in!" Brad walks in through the swinging doors.

The club is featuring Black Tower as the band to night. Their smash hit, Cathedral of St. Nichola was being played on every radio. Since it is MASK night, Brad decided to wear his Richard Nixon mask. He had decided to wear his black leather jacket. It shines from the soft soap he had applied earlier in the night. Its early yet, most of the "naughty and nasties" would be in later.

Hanging from the ceiling are cages with gerbils in them. "Gerbil Night?" Brad exclaims to no one. He looks over at the stage and checks the band. He smiles when he sees his friend Mock Holmes banging on the drums. He waves and the drummer shakes a stick at him.

Brad makes his way over to the bar. He waves his VIP badge at the bar tender. "The usual Mr. President?" the bartender askes. "Yes Larry, that will be fine. In no time at all he has his drink and turns to look out at the thin crowd. Then he spots his old friend Mike Stratford. Brad walks over toward his table.
"Hugh Hefner again Mike?" Mike looks up.
"You bought me the fuck'n mask, ass hole." Mike retorts.
"Its you Mike, its definitely you!" Brad pulls up a chair.
"What is the latest? "Brad askes.
"Your sister charges too much for her dance class, Nashie was bitch'n all last week. "
"Angel has to make a living, Mike." Brad states evenly. Brad takes a drink and looks around.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Getting herself ready deemed a nightmare for angel, she was more nervous then she had ever been in her life, but she was ready this was something she needed and wanted, she had to close the past and finally move on with her life, and this was the first step in doing so. So she picked her mask out, which was rather easy, but deciding what to wear for her was near impossible. She sighed took a drink of the wine she had poured not long ago, and ran her fingers through her long still damp hair. She decided to wear her hair down with the mask, and only apply a subtle amount of makeup, enough to make her blue eyes pop, and her lips to stand out.

What am I doing she thought to herself, am I really ready for this, doing this whole thing and not being in a relationship felt all kinds of wrong to her... but it wasn’t the relationship she was longing for, it was the submissive in her, she craved someone to take charge of her, to use her... to at the moment only want her... most people thought bdsm, was such a dirty word, but the power you gain, and the trust you give, is the ultimate pleasure.

She looked herself over in the mirror, not to bad she thought. She decided catching a taxi, would be the best decision, because she might need some liquid courage when she got to the club. She called the taxi, and they told her it would be about a half and hour, that they would honk on arrival, so she finished getting herself ready.

She is just finishing up when the cab arrives, she grabs her bag that contains her mask, cell phone, and Wallet and heads out to the cab, who gives her to long of a stare that makes her slightly uncomfortable. She shrugs and gets in and tells the cabby where to take her, but has him drop her off around the corner. They arrive and she gives him his fare money and then starts walking towards the club, she arrives and pulls out her mask, and places it on her face. https://pin.it/gpmwccierxyfrb

She looked down at her outfit and hoped it wasn’t to much or to less.https://pin.it/ecfdxxla47qelp

She hands the bouncer her id and heads into the club, she gives the girl her information and heads to the bar she looks around and decides the place had changed a lot since then, but for the better, she orders a jack on the rocks,not a very ladylike drink but she needed something strong to calm her nerves.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

that mask?

Mike watches as a girl comes in wearing a black kitty cat mask. "I Know that mask!" mike states. Brad turns and gives her a quick look. "Yeah that looks like the one I got Angel a while back." He turns around and returns his attention to his drink.

"I think that is Angel." Mike says as he starts to get up. Brad grabs his arm. "Mike ,Angel would not be in a place like this. She is straight as an arrow."
Mike resists, sits back down. He looks at Brad with disbelief.
"Brad your sister is a freak. She would be in to this big time!"
Brad looks up from his drink. "Mike its not Angel. And even if it were you know the freaks and naughty come in later."

After about a minute The MC comes out on the stage.
ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT ALLRIGHT
The lights drop and keyhole lights start to spread around the club.
I want to thank BLACK TOWER for warming up the club tonight

Mock Holmes bangs out a rim shot.

YES, Yes, Yes folks its gerbil night, tonight so we ask every one that wants a gerbil to pick you chitter before you go into your rooms.
The band plays some sex music.

Since its mask night. We ask all the ladies to leave their mask on till they get in to the play rooms.
More music is played.
"And guys keep the animals in your pants. We don't want wild creatures out on the dance floor. "

Light start to flash.

That means ladies don't open any barn doors till you are behind closed doors.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She takes a long deep breath as she waits for her drink and sits at the bar. Deep breaths angel, this is what you wanted after all. She remembered brad giving her the mast, she had mentioned something about a costume ball, she thought it was cute and beautiful all at the same time. She sighed if she could mold the perfect man for herself,it would be her brother, he was sexy, smart, hardworking, kind, dark, funny... she shook those thoughts away there was no one like him. She was grateful when her glass was handed to her. She took a long drink from her glass, she tried not making a face but it was strong and she had took to big of a drink.

She stared to look around the bar and noticed a mask that looked familiar, mike she smiled inwardly.. his girlfriend was a student of hers. Interesting she thought. She noticed the man next to him, but his mask didn’t ring a bell. She shook the cobwebs from her head, it had been a long time since she had been here... no one would recognize her, which is what she wanted. She took another drink, but was more careful this time. At this rate she would need another, and she didn’t need to be drunk before the night ended. She thought about her ex, how she refused to ever let that happen again. No one knew and she was sure no one ever would. She waved her hand for the bartender to bring her another drink. She needed to relax, she was sure it showed how nervous she was.

She looked up when the mc came on the stage glad to have something to cause a distraction from her thoughts. Thank god she thought, she looked like a deer in headlights... but she wanted this she needed this. She clapped with the rest of the patrons, and she thought to herself why the hell did I come so damn early.

She knew why, it was so if she needed to or wanted to bail she could get the hell out of there.

She was open to slot, but a gerbil was not one of the things she was into, and that said a lot. She watched people, grab there girbils, and took a deep breath it was almost time. The music as always was sexy and rhythmic.

She listened as the mc went over some of the rules, she had never been more grateful for mask night... her heart was racing so hard inside of her chest.. oh Angel what are you getting yourself into. The music was a real turn on, then again music had always been a aphrodisiac to angel, that was the sole purpose of being a dance instructor. She couldn’t help but stifle a giggle.

She knew what the flashing lights indicated.

She bit her lip and waited....

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

straight as an arrow

Mike looks at Brad. "Straight as an arrow? Really I tell you that is Angel in the dress. The dress may be new but that mask is not. You got it just for her. Who else could it be?"
Brad looks back a the girl at the bar. "You really think that is Angel?"
"Has to be." Mike says flatly. And she is waiting for someone to pick her up. You want some other guy freak'n your sister?"
Brad looks back at Mike. "She is old enough!"
Mike smiles at him. "Mr. President you want some guy giv'n it up the ass to your sister?"

Brad looks back at the girl at the bar. "No Mike I don't, but I can't.....with Angel.

Mike pulls on Brad's arm. "If you don't some one else will."


Brad looks at the girl at the bar. "Damn ok, ok!"

Brad walks over to the bar and the girl. "I'm Tricky Dick Nixon president of the United States of America. I command you to go into room 204. " Brad points to the room.
"I order you to take all your clothes off and spread your ass so I will be looking at as I come in the door."
Brad points to the door. " Now go and do what your told!"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She kept looking well rather glancing at mike, but she more so wondered about his acquaintance, she didn’t know that mask, but she was curious and curiosity killed the cat. She was nervous, it had been so long since she had done this, hell she hadn’t had sex since her breakup, she never let anyone get close enough to hurt her again. She never would again either. She found herself biting her lip as all these thoughts raced through her mind. She knew she had to leave the past in the past. She needed this, wanted this. She took a deep breath and looked around once more. She missed the club scene, although she had never came on her own, the energy was undeniable. She shook the cobwebs from her head and finished her drink, signaling for another.

She had to calm her nerves somehow she had never been more nervous in her entire lifetime. She shook her head and hated feeling so exsposed so vulnerable, yet here she was just allowing herself to do just that.

She ran her fingers through her long blond hair, calm down angel, calm down..you can do this, you have to do this.

She got her drink and didn’t take her time drinking this one, she did it straight, and was starting to feel better, albeit a little tingly all over, alcohol for most and she was no exception was a bit of a aphrodisiac.

She looked up at the man whom was wearing the presidents mask, the one that she was curious about, the one that had been with mike. She listened to the voice, wondering if she knew the man, but it was hard to really know the voice through the mask. She was listening to the directions very clearly, she realized her hands were a little shaky, but she hadn’t been this excited in a very long time. She looks at where he is pointing and only nods her head.

Part of her was skeptical should she really be doing this, but then part of her was already wet, she hadn’t done this in years and now she was willing to do things with a random stranger, but at the same time it was safe he club had rules, and there really was no risk to a certain extent anyway.

She scurried off when the man told her to do as she was told, now or never she thought to herself as she went to the room, she got to the room and took all her cloths off, shivering as she did, and placed them neatly in a chair in the corner. SHe did as she was told and spread her ass, to late to back out now angel, and it wasn’t as if she had anyone to impress or answer to, except of course her brother, but he never had to know she did this, or of what happened to her in the past.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

lock your hands

Brad walks into the room and sees the girl as instructed. He looks around the room till he finds what he is looking for.

"Put your hands behind your knees and lock them in place. Don't move your hands till I say you can. Release your cheeks and do as your President tells you."

Brad strolls over to a vending machine on the wall. He puts in a dollar and buys two lube gels.

"Now I want you to study the square of tile in front of you on the ground. You are to keep your eyes on that square. If you look away from that square I am going have to punish you. And you will not like the punishment I will apply."


Brad tore the tab off the tube of lube. then he walked over to the light control and turned down the lights to make it seem like dusk.


"Stare at that square don't move and don't move till I tell you can!" Brad states.


He walks up to the girls ass and squeezes the goo into her ass. Then with a single finger he rubs the lube around her butt hole.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She could feel her heart racing, it had been so long, so long since she had done this, so long since, anyone has touched her... but her body was awakened and she needed this, the last time.. no she couldn’t think of the last time. She could feel the stranger in the room, as she bit her lip.

She listened to what he said, and obeyed his every command, this was thrilling, yet frighteneing all at the same time. She nodded her head listening to what he had to say... her heart was racing and she thought it might pound right out of her chest. “Yes sir.” She said softly, and did exactly as he said.

She nodded her head and started intently on the tile in front of her, there were things she hadn’t done before, or experienced but she was not turning back now, there wasn’t much she hadn’t done besides that... she had always thought it would hurt to much, so she never let her ex do it. She nodded when he told her to keep her eye on that tile. She took a deep breath, and was ready for this. But at the same time she was scared.

It was silent in the room, she could hear her breathing. He turned the lights down low, which only made her breathing quicker, her heart beat faster.

“Yes sir.” She responded but said nothing else.

She jumped when she felt the lube hit her ass, breath angel just breath, how the hell could she breath when she had never done this, should she say something... should she use a safe word... no she wasn’t weak... and she’d wasn’t being choked this was different, but she could feel herself tense up, and could feel her hands shaking around her knees.. calm down. She gasped but stared at that tile and focused in on that, she continued breathing deeply... you can do this.

When he moved his finger around her tight hole, her breath caught for a moment... focus angel focus... please just focus.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

close your eyes

"You have started well. Now close your eyes. And sing a song you learned in church. Any song will do. I want to hear you sing out praises. I want to hear you sing proud and loud. "

Brad put his finger in a little more. "No this will not do, not at all. release your hands from behind your knees and spread your ass, Wide!"

Out side Brad could barely hear the band playing. While liked the song it could break the mood he was trying to set.

"Grab your ASS. Grab it now. Spread your cheeks wide!"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She listened to his voice speaking to her, she could swear she knew the voice, but she just couldn’t put her finger on whose, or where she had heard it before. She didn’t mind closing her eyes it somehow in a sense helped her relax, as much as she could relax anyway. She was a little stunned when he told her to sing a song that she learned in church, she thought it odd, but it was asked of her and she would do it. Any song she could work with that, brad often asked her to sing for him, she didn’t think much of it, but thinking of her brother calmed her.

She thought of what song to sing, and knew she would settle on amazing grace, it was her go to, and she knew the song by heart. She still found it a bit loud, but who was she to judge we all had our own kinks, and our own way of doing things. She gasped when she felt his finger enter her tight ass even more, but she started to sing, she was trying to stay calm but was having a hard go of it, but the singing did seem to help. She heard his words, and wondered what he meant, but she didn’t question it just continued her singing.

She did as she was told and removed her hands from her knees and spread her ass wide... she did not expect her night to turn out this way, she really just wanted to start of slow and now she was going to let a stranger fuck her only virgin hole. Her heart was thumping and she was singing, her song was drowning out the drumming that was in her ears. SHe took a long deep breath in between her songs.

She did as he told her even though her heart was racing and she was shaking all over.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

amazing grace

Brad smiled as the girl sang Amazing Grace, one of Angel favorite songs.

It started him thinking this was Angel. And that Mike had been right all along. Maybe Angel was a freak.

Still he is having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that he had his sister in front of him with her ass spread out in front of him. Then a thought came to him. Angel had been in the marching band in High School, oh my this is going to be fun.

He was not totally sold on this girl being Angel. he was going to try something.


"You are doing very well. Now I want you to keep your eyes closed and place your hands under each of your boobs. Stand up straight. And march in place and squeeze the same tit as the leg you lift. And keep singing Amazing Grace."


Brad slipped two fingers in to her ass. "What is the matter keep singing. it does not matter what I am doing. Do as you are told."

Brad pushed further into her ass. I am going to ask you some questions. You will continue to sing and answer the questions. The correct answer is Yes Mr. President or No Mr. President and Thank you Mr. President."

"My first question: Do you want my fat hard cock in your tight little ass?"

 

[runsilent]

And then

Brad slips his cock into Angels ass. She pleasurably settles all the way down on it. They both moan and slowly fuck. The speed increases and Angel begins to edge to cumming. Brad stops with just the tip left in and Angel tries to back up on his cock but then he pulls out completely. She tries to follow it but Brad wont let her. All she can do is whimper "please fuck my ass". He whispers to her evilly "let three more come in your pussy and mouth and you do not cum. Then I will let you cum while I fuck your ass. If you fail you will be put outside as you are and wait for me to leave tomorrow." Angel knew she could say the safe word but now she had something to prove. She looked at the ground and said yes Mr. President. Neither Brad or Angel was positive of who the other was. Weather is was good or bad. Libido was in complete control and there was no stopping it.

Angel was on the prowl.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Brad slips his cock into Angels ass. She pleasurably settles all the way down on it. They both moan and slowly fuck. The speed increases and Angel begins to edge to cumming. Brad stops with just the tip left in and Angel tries to back up on his cock but then he pulls out completely. She tries to follow it but Brad wont let her. All she can do is whimper "please fuck my ass". He whispers to her evilly "let three more come in your pussy and mouth and you do not cum. Then I will let you cum while I fuck your ass. If you fail you will be put outside as you are and wait for me to leave tomorrow." Angel knew she could say the safe word but now she had something to prove. She looked at the ground and said yes Mr. President. Neither Brad or Angel was positive of who the other was. Weather is was good or bad. Libido was in complete control and there was no stopping it.

Angel was on the prowl.

This is a closed thread

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She continued singing amazing grace just as the man had told her too, trying to relax herself even if she was anything but relaxed.

She bit her lip in between verses. She was curious now... That voice, no it couldn't be, he wouldn't. As much as she wished and worshiped her brother he wouldn't be here, and he wouldn't be with her, it was just her mind playing tricks on her. Angel continued singing getting the thought that this might be her brother no way in hell she thought and if it was this was wrong it would be wrong on so many levels.

Just relax angel try to relax if you don't relax this was going to hurt alot worse then you anticipate, she wasn't a prude that was for damn sure but she had never been fucked in her ass and here she was willing to let a complete stranger be the first. Whenever he paused she found herself become more tense. She continued her song, trying to keep her fears and her thoughts at bay.

She was grateful he hadn't asked her to remove her mask, for she was never very good at hiding her feelings or controlling her emotions at least in her face. She felt her heart thumping, she could feel it in her ears.

She felt good when he told her she was doing very well. She was glad he told her to keep her eyes closed, and to sing.. It helped her to stay calm. She did as she was told, and then stood up straight her hands under her perky breast. March in place what the hell she felt like there was a theme here something she was missing. It couldn't be, could it? Should she stop this, hell did she want to, if it were her brother shouldn't she. She continued singing as she was told.

She gasped and continued trying to sing, but she felt her body tense up. He knew damn well what was the matter, but never the less she continued on with the song. She thought it does matter what your doing, it had been so long to long she thought. She nodded her head okay.

When he pushed his fingers farther into her tight ass it took everything in her not to scream out, but she didn't. She listened carefully as he spoke. She shook her head in understanding.

She wanted it but didn't at the same time, but if not now when, she didn't plan on getting into a relationship any time soon. "Yes mr. President. " but you could hear the apprehension in her voice.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

ok this is it

Brad slipped his fingers out of the girl's ass. "Keep marching with your eyes closed"

Brad mover over to the chair and watched the girl while he took off his clothes. "You can stop singing now. Keep marching till I tell you to stop."
His cock is hard from watching the girl march in place. It was a High School fantasy come to fruition.
Many years ago he had watched a girl in marching band prance down a street. He had wondered what it would be like to see one do it naked. Now here he was naked with a hard cock looking at the very same thing.

"OK stop marching. Most of your nervous energy should be used up. Now just as be fore Bend over an spread your ass with your hands. Spread your ass wide open. "

Brad moved up behind the girl. "I have two questions for you."

"First, when you were seven some one stole your brothers birthday cake. Did you take the cake over to Julies house and have it with your friends?"

Brad pauses and presses the tip of his cock against her rectum. "Second Question, Do you still want my cock in your ass, Angel?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Focus angel focus... She continued singing, it did help at least a little, she wasn't going to lie, she was more than scared. She nodded her head and kept marching, but her heart was racing, her skin was damp with sweat, and her body was trembling.

She, could feel him moving, and for a moment she was grateful, she was able to relax for a bit of a moment. She stopped singing and it allowed her to take a deep breath. She continued marching in place it wasn't hard she had done it a billion times in highschool. She thought back to highschool, but she still didn't want to think that the man in the mask was Brad... Or maybe she did. She was so confused. She but her lip and tried to control her breathing and her thoughts. Stop Angel it isn't Brad. She was trying not to show how nervous she was, thank God for the mask. Just relax and enjoy she thought to herself.

She stopped as soon as he told her to. She wished that were true, he had no idea what thoughts were going through her mind at the moment. She bit her lip so hard she thought she might draw blood. She obeyed however, bending over and spreading her Ass wide. She spread as far as she could.

She could feel him moving over her, could feel him behind her. She listened carefully as he spoke, and as she waited for his question.

At the mention of her brother her skin prickled, only Brad would know that. "Yes Mr.president." She said softly, if she didn't know before, she knew now, this was Brad.

She gasped when she felt his cock against her tight ass and again she tensed all over, this was her brother and he definitely knew she was his little sister. She bit her lip when he asked the next question, yes she thought but this was so wrong on so many levels, but wasn't it better it be someone she trusted. He could sense her hesitation.

"Yes Mr.president."

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

nasties here early tonight

Brad pursed his lips and lowly nodded his head. He now has a different picture of his little sister. To night she was not his sister. She was a freak he picked up in a freak bar.

Tomorrow she would be his sister again. But not tonight.

"I See. " Brad took off his Nixon mask and throws it on the table. Every one knew who the other was. There was no point to the mask.

"You can keep your mask on if you like. Tonight though your not my sister. Tonight your a little freak I'm going to cum inside. You want me to put my cock in your ass you like freak? Fine then!"

Brad tightly grabs Angel's hips and thrusts his man cannon into her in one hard thrust. He can her grunt and shutter. He holds it there for a few seconds then pulls out half way and plow her again and again.

"You like it in your ass don't you Angel! " He pulls out and slams her again so his ball sack tattoos were pussy over and over.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She should have stopped this madness while she was ahead but she couldn't nor deep down inside did she want to. She didn't want Brad thinking she was just some slut, some freak...this literally was the only time she had done this in years and the last time was with someone she thought loved and cared for. She had to shake these thoughts from her mind because she was sure Brad wasn't thinking of anything like that. Part of her wished he would, the other part didn't.

She could use the safe word but she wouldn't... She never had in the past except that one night. She shivered at the thought. She couldn't wouldn't go back there.

SHe heard his strong voice as he said I see, why did she feel a sense of resentment, she knew this place was about fulfilling your darkest fantasies but at the same time he knew this was his sister. She heard his mask come off, but couldn't turn to look at him. She closed her eyes, get it together Angel this is no big deal. She took deep breaths trying to keep herself calm and in control of her self.

She heard what he had said and sighed to herself. She then with ease reached back and untied her mask letting it fall to the floor. She could go with not being his sister for tonight what other choice did she have the last thing she wanted was to use her safe word. She chewed on her lips at his words, they were rather sharp, but she figured that was just his persona. His words were more demanding and he was letting her know he was going to do just as she had asked.

She couldn't help but gasp and cry out when he slammed into her tight ass. She could feel tears water in her eyes, not cause she was crying but because she was trying to get past the sudden invasion and pain. He didn't take his time either, he let go all abandon that this was his sister, part of her was glad the other part of her was confused and hurt.

She was trying to catch her breath, when he told her she liked it in the ass. She tried to count to ten in her head to let the pain surpass, breath breath she thought your fine relax you can do this.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

the fix

After awhile he realize he is truly in a rage. A rage at her. And even more so with himself. What drove him to allow himself to be in this situation. He is plowing his sister in the ass. The sister he though so highly of, now in his mind despoiled. He pause after a while just holding her hips tightly against his own. Just holding her with his prong deeply imbedded in her ass.


"Angel this is wrong, I should not be here with you. Not like this. " He pulls out from her. Looking at her naked back. Down to her fine round ass. His cock twitches. He is of two minds. One, the sick side, known where and what to do. Its ass, its there, fuck till you fill her with gooey goodness.


Then there is the other side. She is your sister. Your younger sister, you would not even entertain the thought of stroking your sister. He grows even more angry. He tries in his mind to justify some action to make this right. Though he knows this is wrong. She knew it was wrong when she said "Yes Mr. President. " He holds her in place for several seconds. Just look at her. She knew! She knew and still said Yes Mr. President.


She wanted me to put my meat stick in her. She knew. And that settled it for him. He had to fix the situation. He straightens her up and turns her around so they are face to face. "No more masks, Angel. You knew it was me. Brad your brother. "

A chair is next to the table. He brushes the clothes had been thrown in haste are brushed a side to the floor. With Angel in tow he draws her across his lap. Her naked round greased ass glimmers .

"You like it kinky? You like it in the ass. Well there is more then one way to give you a kinky high." He raises his hand high and swiftly brings it down on her tight firm butt cheek. She wails out. "This is just the beginning young sister. This will be a evening you will remember for time immortal "

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She was trying to control the thoughts and the feelings she was going through, she knew now, that although they knew they were brother and sister, neither one of them was going to stop. She should have told him this was wrong, that they shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't, it didn't start out like this, at first she had no idea it was Brad in that mask and she was sure he didn't know it was her, cause if he had she was sure he would never had let it get this far, would he? This was a bad idea coming here tonight, she was ashamed in herself but hell she had no idea Brad would be here, or that Brad had the same dark thoughts she had.

It hurt, she wasn't denying that, but was it the pain of her brother fucking her so hard in the ass, or just that it was Brad and she knew this was wrong.. at this moment she really didn't know. She wondered what he would think of her now, the fact she was allowing him to do this, that she was here.. that she enjoyed being controlled, used... but wait she thought what right would he have to judge here, when he was the one allowing himself to fuck her, when he knew she was Angel, and when he himself liked the same dark things that she had.

She felt him stop for a moment, she breathed as he did, grateful to be able to take that breath, but at the same time, she needed him to continue.. wanted him to as a matter of fact, god how sick was she. She didn't speak, didn't say one word, she was to stunned to, stunned that this was her brother, stunned that she didn't care and stunned that they were doing this together. She heard him speak soft and sincere, gone was the demanding man she had heard before. She wondered what he meant by not like this, did he want her or not? She didn't know what to think she was so confused on so many levels. She gasped when he pulled out of her tight ass. She should have been relieved this was her brother for goodness sake.

She could feel him thinking, could feel him watching her. She bit her lip, wanting to say so much, but not really knowing if they were still playing the game or not. She didn't want Brad to hate her, she had always looked up to him, had always respected and adored him, and even though she now knew of his kinks, she knew her feelings would not change in the least. She didn't know what her brother was planning, all she knew is her heart was racing in anticipation. She knew what they had just done was wrong, she also knew what she still wanted to do was worse, cause before she was just giving herself to some stranger, now she was willing to give herself to her brother... she had to think and think fast.

She took a deep breath and decided she knew what she was going to do, even if it was wrong. All she wanted was to test her brother a little.. to see what he wanted. She knew he obviously hadn't wanted her like she wanted him and that was okay... she understood.. but who better to share this with then someone she loved and trusted, isn't that what she had really wanted all along. She wanted to know what he was thinking, or maybe she didn't, fuck sake at the moment she didn't even know what the hell she was feeling.

She knew she should have asked him to stop, insisted they stopped, but she had came here for a reason.. and she had to follow through. She probably would regret what she was going to do, but here goes nothing. She took a long deep breath and simply whispered "Yes Mr. President." She could feel him holding her in place as she held her breath. She chewed on her bottom lip, this was a stupid, stupid move she thought to herself. Yes she knew damn well this was Brad, but for once in her boring life she didn't care.

It might be wrong.. but they were already here, what was the sense in turning back now. Oh she knew his wheels were turning, she could sense it. She could feel her hands shaking now.. well to late to turn back now Angel she told herself. She tried to grasp the reality of what she was doing, and for a moment she knew she had no concept of reality right now. She waited. When he turned her around to face him she was rather surprised. She heard what she said and looked at him shyly. She nods her head gently.

She wanted to add that she didn't know the whole time.. only at the end, only before he stuck his big cock in her tight virgin ass. Yeah she knew and so did he, yet it hadn't stopped him had it, she found her own anger rising but she bit it back. They were face to face now, no mask between them, a true reality that they were indeed brother and sister. She watched him in silent wonder as he angrily swiped there cloths from the chair, what right did he have to be angry she thought to herself.. then she realized he must had known from the start that it was her, cause only someone that really know her would have had her do the things he had her do.. so really she should be the one angry.

She didn't have much choice to follow, when he pulled her hastily into his lap. She waited, and wondered what next. She listened as he spoke, yes she did like it kinky and so did he so what, what was the big fucking deal, because she was his little sister, well two could think that way she thought. She was going to speak, no she didn't like it in the ass, well actually she didn't know he was her first.. clearly he would have known that. She bit her lip listening to his words, she could hear the venom in his voice.

She felt the first slap on her delicate ass. She screams out, it was so sudden and so unexpected, not that this was her first time. She heard his voice.. tried to follow it, but she couldn't. "B-brad.. I.. I'm sorry..." She said in a whimper not to make him stop, but for being here... not that she had any reason to be ashamed in the least... but he sounded so angry that she had to apologize.

 

[BRIGHTWELL]

wait a minute

Brad took careful aim smacking first the right then the left check after a few more smacks he pauses. Her butt is a dark pink. But, he started to think some thing. If this had been some other woman he would of consider what he was doing and realized he was enjoying himself.

Wait a minute he was enjoying himself. He is not angry any more. Here he is whacking his sister and he has a hard on. He was enjoying whacking his sister on the ass. He leans back in the chair while she squirmed in his lap. Her tits are rubbing against his leg. And he liked it. He looks down at her and shakes his head. Wait.

Were they both getting their kink on? Then a though high him. He stood up and lead her to the table next to floor. "Stay there!"

Brad fondled his pants till he found what he was looking for, his wallet. He pulls his wallet out and smiles. He looks at Angel. "Yeah now we are going to have some fun."
Naked he walks over to a vending machine. "Some of these room, like this one have toy machines in them. I'm going to get something for that ass of yours. Its call a Butt Plug. Its not as long as a cock but it is pointy and round and thick and much harder. It will seal your ass right up. This is going to be fun!"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Her breathing was ragged, and her heart was pounding, but she wanted no she needed more, and though it was wrong at the moment she just didn't care, if not Brad some stranger would be doing this to her, in minds eye wasn't that just as wrong, maybe not, but who the hell cares, no one outside of this realm knew they were brother and sister, well hell even the club wouldn't know. When he pauses, she waits... is he going to stop, or go on... did he want this as much as she did? She hoped so. She bit her lip, she knew Brad was probably having doubts, after all she was his little sister, and did he really want to do this with his little sister, stop thinking she wanted to say, but at the same time, she wanted more, so much more.. she realized she had for a long time.. or perhaps she was just waiting, hoping someone like her brother would come along.

She could feel her head spinning, as she tried not to think so much, the last thing she wanted to do was think. She closed her eyes, she just wanted to cherish the moment, of anticipation, would her dear brother give her so badly what she wanted, what she craved and needed from him, or would he throw her out and tell her to go the hell home. The anticipation was killing her. She could feel herself squirming, please more she thought to herself, don't stop now. Come on she thought to herself I'm in agony here, maybe however that was part of his master plan.

She breathed, she could hear him breathing as well, she knew she could feel he wanted her just as much, that he wanted this as much as she did. Was he intentionally just trying to tease her, she just didn't know. Breath Angel, just wait, be a good patient girl she told herself over and over. She wished she knew what he was thinking right now, god what she would give to read his mind. Just relax she thought to herself. He pulled her up and then led her to a table that sort of sat in the corner. She didn't say anything, and like the obedient girl she was she stayed right where he told her.

She could hear him moving about and was curious about what he was doing, but didn't once question him. She heard what he said, and thought to herself yes please... She watched him carefully, as her breast rose and fell hard, with each breath that waited in anticipation. She took a deep breath unsure of what to say or rather do at this point. She shivered a bit when he told her he was going to get something for her ass. She was not a virgin in the least and she knew pretty much everything, and even though he was the first to take her ass, she still knew what a butt plug was.

She could feel her blood boil, and her heart race. She only nodded her head.