Amanda was home for the summer after her first year in college, and,
much to her frustration, without the wild sexual experiences she had
hoped to experience. Filled with dark fantasies of bondage and
submission, but wary of giving herself to strangers, she began to see
her handsome older brothers in an entirely new light. Who could be
better trusted with her nude and bound body than her loving brothers,
and who better to be trusted to keep quiet about it? But Amanda
hadn't
reckoned with just how much her brothers would take to the joys of
owning a sexual toy, or how deep she would fall into submission and
sexual slavery at their hands.







When I saw my brother parking his car I ran upstairs, leaving behind
a
little note, and a ski mask. The note was clear and short. It said
that
he should put on the ski mask, come upstairs, tear my clothes off,
and
rape me.

For the occasion I had on one of my old bras and an old pair of
panties, a T-shirt, and a pair of gym shorts I never wore. My heart
was
pounding in my chest as I waited for him to show up.

I stood by my dresser and pretended to be brushing my hair while I
waited. Every little creak and noise I heard made me gasp and look
around. He was sure taking his time.

Then the door to my bedroom was flung open, smashing into the wall
with
a bang that startled me and made me scream. I whirled to see Rob
wearing the ski mask.

He stalked towards me as I stared at him in pretended fear.

"I'm gonna fuck you, bitch," he growled.

I jumped away from him but he grabbed me. I wrestled away and tried
to
crawl under the bed but he caught me by the ankle and dragged me out
from underneath.

He jumped on top of me, rolling me roughly onto my back. I tried to
punch at him but he pinned my arms to my sides and pressed his legs
against them to pin them there as he sat straddling my body and
leering
down at me.

"You sure look like a tight little slut to me," he sneered, his hands
sliding up my belly and onto my breasts.

"Let me go!" I cried.

"Shut your mouth, slut," he ordered.

He gripped the front of my T-shirt and ripped it open, then grabbed
my
bra and tore it apart, baring my breasts.

I let out a cry of shock as he tore my clothes off, my mind humming
with sexual desire as he sank his fingers into my soft round flesh.
He
squeezed them hard, then bent and bit down on one of my breasts.

I cried out again, writhing beneath him, but he only laughed.

"I'm gonna fuck your tight little cunt, baby," he said.

He shifted his position atop me to get at my lower body, and I rolled
and kicked out at him, getting him in the stomach. For a moment I was
free, and tried to get to my feet. He jumped me, his arm going around
my throat and jerking me back hard against his body.

I gasped, finding it hard to breath as his arm pressed hard against
my
throat. His other hand groped one of my breasts as he bent me
backwards.

"Think you can get away from me, you stinking little whore," he
growled
cruelly. "I'm gonna stuff my cock down your mouth and drown you in
jism!"

We were on our knees, my body pressed against his. I gurgled
helplessly, thrilled by his words as he turned and flung me belly
down
over the edge of the bed. His arm jerked away from my throat and he
grabbed my shorts in both hands, ripping them apart, tearing them
right
off me.

His hand jammed in between my thighs and squeezed my pussy hard, then
he ripped my panties off.

"Ahh, lookit this fur pie," he sneered, gripping my bare mound. "Nice
soft, cunt meat for the taking!"

He grabbed me by the hair and jerked me back, hard enough that I
yelped
in pain. He flung me on the floor and knelt between my splayed legs,
undoing his pants and jerking them down.

Ready for it, bitch?" he growled. "Ready for my bone?

He pulled out his hard erection and waved it at me, then pressed it
against my pussy opening. I started to twist away and he grabbed me
by
the throat, forcing me back down flat.

"Don't move, whore, or I'll beat the shit out of you," he hissed.

He gripped my thighs and dragged my bottom a little closer, then let
my
legs drop again and pressed his cock firmly against my moist, warm
pussy crack. He thrust in hard, then dove atop me. His cock drove
deep,
and I cried out in pain as he crushed me to the floor and buried his
cock in my quim.

He mashed his lips down hard against mine, his hand seizing a thick
hank of my hair and jerking my head back as he crushed my breast
painfully hard with his other hand.

He humped hard and fast, tearing his cock around in my belly as I
gasped and cried out in dazed pleasure and pain. I tasted b