Ella (Twisted Tales) (2 page)

Adam rocked his hips faster.  After a moment, George’s rhythm increased as well so that their bodies slapped against mine
Jack continued delivering fast, hard strokes into my throat.  It was too much, so intense.  My body trembled, threatening to give over to pleasure.  When it did, I screamed and Jack plunged into the sound with a deep groan.  He came into my mouth, filling me with his thick juice.

Adam came, filling my ass and a moment later George released with a shout of his own. 
They pulled out of me and Jack stepped back so they could stand me up.  I was surprised my legs would even hold me up.

“You understand now, Ella?  You are to submit to us whenever we want.”  Adam took me by the shoulders, making me look up at his dark eyes.  “You belong to us to do what we want with.”

“I understand,” I whispered.

“Good.  Go on to bed now and keep quiet as you do.”  I picked up my sleeping gown and pulled it over my head before heading back up to my room where I cleaned myself before finally crawling into bed.  But I only slept for a few hours before I woke to the sound of my door opening. 

“Keep quiet,” it was Jack.  And Lionel I realized as my eyes adjusted in the darkness.  They stood on either side of my bed so I waited in silence.

“We aren’t as soft as George and Father.  We are younger and require more,” Jack whispered. 
“You liked it when Lionel pinched your breasts didn’t you?”

I felt my cheeks warm and was grateful they’d not lit a candle to see.  “Yes.”

“Tie her feet to the headboard,” he told Lionel.  They guided me around where my head hung over the foot of the bed.  Two small nooses were slipped around my ankles then pulled tight and the other end of the ropes were tied to headboard.  Next, Jack tied my wrists in the same fashion on either side of the bed and the ends tied to the bottom legs.  I was more vulnerable than ever.  That’s when Lionel lit a candle and I saw Jack had a wooden spoon in his hand and that both of them were naked.  Jack jerked my gown up so that it bunched over my breasts.

“Don’t make a sound,” Jack told me then nodded at Lionel who in turn reached to pinch my nipples.  I cried out and Jack stepped forward.

“You disobeyed.  That’s bad.  Open your mouth.”

I did and he thrust his cock deep, ignoring me when I gagged.  Then the flat of the spoon swept down against my sex leaving a sting that had me shouting against him.  He slapped it again, thrusting deeper with a groan when I cried out once more.
 

“More?”  Jack rasped between heavy breaths, rocking back just long enough for me to nod.  He slid one hand beneath my head and drove his cock deep, leaning forward over me.  He slapped my pussy repeatedly with the flat of that spoon causing me to writhe against the tautness of the ropes.  He began pumping his hips to the same fast rhythm, grunting with every thrust.  It was too much.  I screamed as my body gave over to orgasm and he grasped my head and drove into my throat as I did.  He ground flat against me so that I couldn’t drag a breath but still my body shook with pleasure.  Then he filled my throat and rocked back so I could swallow.

“Now do the same with Lionel,” he whispered before addressing his brother.  “I’ll use the spoon on her, you fuck her face.”  He moved so Lionel could position himself and slide his cock in my mouth.  He rocked forward, delivering several quick thrusts before Jack slapped my pussy with the spoon.  Lionel’s hips jerked forward when I cried out and he groaned.  If he’d meant to be more gentle than Jack had, he forgot at that moment. 

“Again,” he murmured, this time pushing deep so that my scream was muffled and my voice vibrated on his cock.  “More.”  Jack assaulted my pussy with vigor and Lionel grasped my head firmly while he began rocking his hips wildly, slapping into my face with each thrust.

“Faster,” Lionel
rasped and Jack obeyed.  The burn on my pussy made me come again but Lionel never slowed, fucking harder into my screams of ecstasy.  He grabbed my throat and squeezed as he came.  I couldn’t’ swallow until he released me.  Then they untied me and without another word, left me to finally go to sleep.  And that is how I became slave to my family.

The following night I was summoned again to the cellar.  I’d been suspicious since I’d not seen any of the men during the day and I knew why when I descended the stairwell.  They’d been working on creating a space where they could use me, constructing pieces of furniture that would allow them pleasure.

“Undress,” Adam instructed and I obeyed.  He grasped my arm and led me to one of the pieces.  It was two wooden poles mounted five feet from one another on a stand.  Between them a smaller pole with a small flat surface stood only about two feet in height.  I was hoisted up so they could tie my ankles to two places on the pole with my feet spread wide apart, one above the other.  Then I rested on my side on the middle platform and my wrists were tied taut to the other pole.  I realized that turned like this, my sex and ass were placed waist high to them, allowing them access.  And they wasted no time.  Lionel took my ass while George pushed his cock into my pussy.

Adam left the cellar then, leaving Jack to jerk my head back by the hair of my head.  His cock slapped against my face then pushed against my lips before he forced into my mouth.  He groaned deeply and thrust farther into my throat so that I gagged.  He held me in place by the back of my head and rocked back then plunged sharply.  Again I gagged.

“That’s right, Ella.  Take it!” he rasped repeated the thrust.  “Fuck her.  Fuck her harder.”  At his encouragement, the other two quickened their movements.  He pumped his cock in and out of my throat, harder when I gagged.  Their heavy breaths filled the room and the sounds of their hips slapping into my body echoed off the stone walls.

Jack released the back of my head and grasped my throat with both hands.  “You breathe when I say you breathe,” he growled as he squeezed and pushed his dick deep.  I gagged and struggled but he held me so I couldn’t move.  Lights danced in the corners of my eyes right before he released so that I could drag air through my nose.  I coughed against his cock but he grasped my head and thrust roughly between my lips.

“Harder.  Faster,” he told the others and they seemed to lose themselves as they assaulted my body with fever.  One of them slapped at my tits and when I screamed Jack filled my throat with his meat and ground deep into the sound.  His hips jerked violently and he grunted with every thrust, holding my head so that I couldn’t turn when I gagged.  His groans became rougher and louder when I threw up on him.  He kept pumping as if trying to shove it all back down my throat.

George came first with a shout, followed almost instantly by Lionel.  But Jack wasn’t even close yet.  He told them to untie me and I was taken down from the poles.  He shoved me to another piece of furniture – a waist high table.  I was laid atop it and my arms and legs were tied to the legs and my head dangled off the edge.  Jack motioned for his brothers to join him in front of my face.

“Now you are going to take what we give you and you are going to scream while you do,” Jack told me while George wiped my face clean with a wet cloth.  “And you are going to swallow everything we fill you with.”  I nodded that I understood.  I was in little position to object anyway.  “If you don’t swallow, we are going to do it again and again until you do.”  Despite his being the youngest, I could see his brothers were comfortable with him taking the lead.

“Open your mouth, Ella,” Jack said softly then…too softly.  I began to feel a little frightened.  I didn’t like that.  I liked it better when he was cruel.  At least then I knew what to expect.  Still I obeyed and hesitantly opened my mouth.

Jack was the first to shove his cock between my lips.  He delivered several sharp jabs and then he pulled out so George could have a turn.

“Fuck her throat,” Jack told him. 
“Hard and deep.”

George groaned as he pushed his cock into my throat.  When he did, Jack moved to my side and brought his hand down hard on my clit.  I screamed and George made a sound that sounded like a half growl.  His cock jerked forward and I gagged but Jack slapped again.

“Oh God yes!”  George grasped my head and began fucking my face roughly.  Then he stepped back for Lionel to slide between my lips.

“Gag the bitch!”  Jack told him before beginning a repeated assault on my clit.  My screams muffled as Lionel buried
himself in my face.  He groaned and grunted before slamming back and forth between my lips.

“My turn,” Jack said then.  “Slap her hard.  I want to feel her scream.”  He thrust his cock to the hilt and I gagged but he held me in place. 
When George began slapping my pussy, Jack’s hips jerked with each strike.

“Harder,” Jack rasped and George obliged so that
there was a constant sting and I struggled against the ropes that bound me to the table.  Jack ground against my face then stepped back so Lionel could return to my mouth.

“Gag her, Lion.” Jack encouraged and Lionel drove deep.  “Suffocate her.”  Lionel pressed flat against my face and stayed there jerking his hips harder and harder against me until I struggled.  He stepped back and George moved for a turn while Jack took up striking my clit.  I started screaming and George filled my mouth with his meat.

“Put both of them in her mouth.  Make her take two,” Jack said between heavy breaths.  Again his brothers did as he said and forced both heads of their cock in my mouth, stretching my lips around them.  Jack got between my thighs and jabbed his cock into my pussy.  He rocked into me so hard that he pushed the table forward.  George and Lionel responded by pulling from my mouth and then took turns violently thrusting into my throat so that I gagged several times.  When I threw up they didn’t stop.  Instead it seemed to make their fever even hotter. 

George grasped my head by my hair and jerked me as he plunged deep.  He slammed into my face, filling my throat while I gagged.  Then Lionel pinched my nose closed before he rammed into my throat.  He ground into my face and didn’t let go while I struggled.  Lights danced in the corners of my eyes.

“Yes, that’s it!”  Jack rasped as he continued to fuck my pussy.

When Lionel stepped back I gasped for breath but George only allowed me a moment before grasping my throat with his big hands.  His cock went deep and then his fingers tightened.

“Choke her!”  Jack encouraged and George’s fingers got tighter still until I felt sure I was going to pass out.  Then he stepped back and I coughed and dragged several breaths.  Jack’s movements got faster and he leaned forward, over me, and bit my nipple hard.  When I screamed Lionel caught the sound by shoving his cock into my throat.  He groaned and then began pumping furiously between my lips.  He shouted when he came.  When he stepped back, George gave me no time to swallow.  Instead he began stroking deep as if trying to push Lionel’s cum down my throat. 

“Drink it!” George grunted deeply and grasped either side of my head to pull me to him as he pounded into my mouth so hard I knew my lips were bruised.

“That’s it!”  Jack shouted, his hips surging forward as he came into my pussy.

George suddenly thrust balls deep and again I couldn’t breathe as he filled my throat with his salty cum.  “Drink it all.” He groaned and I tried and gagged.  He didn’t release me so I tried again.  It took four attempts before I got it all down.
 

They pulled out and moved away from me and spoke quietly in a corner.  I couldn’t hear what they were saying but I could see they all three were stroking their cocks, readying for more.  Adam returned and they called him to their corner.  He glanced back at me momentarily and then nodded.

I was untied then and set to my feet.  They tied my wrists together, then looped the rope over a hook in the ceiling, pulling so that I stood on my tiptoes.  Then Jack knelt and tied one end of a rope around my ankle and the other to a small hook in the floor.  Adam stepped forward and lifted my other leg up high so that I cried out as my muscle stretched.  He thrust his cock into my pussy with a deep groan.  Lionel stepped behind me, gripped my thighs, and entered my ass.

Jack sneered at me as he scooted a stool forward and stepped onto it.  He grasped my hair and pulled it back until my arms were pulled taut and his cock was in my face.  He thrust between my lips,
then bent forward, wrapping his forearms around the back of my head.  His hips surged forward and his cock filled my throat.  I gagged and sputtered against him but he held me in place.

“Do it, George,” Jack said between grunts.

Suddenly something long and hard slapped against my tits causing the tips to burn.  I cried out and the muscles of my body tightened.  Adam and Lionel both groaned and fucked into me harder.  Jack jerked forcefully in my throat.

“Again,” Jack rasped.

George obliged and delivered another strike, much harder than the first.  All three shouted and pushed deeper.  I gagged on Jack’s cock but he didn’t release me. 

“Faster.  I want her to scream on my cock,” Jack’s arms tightened and pulled me firmly against him.  When George began to strike me repeatedly, I screamed and Jack filled my throat.  I made a gagging noise then screamed again and he groaned.  Reaching between us, he pinched my nose closed while George continued to strike my breasts.  I screamed until I was out of air and then struggled, succeeding in swaying back and forth and arousing them all the more.  Adam and Lionel went crazy slapping into my body from both sides.