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Denise's Summer of Slavery

Denise's father walked in on her while she wastaking a shower. Opening the shower door he pulled her out soaking wet. Shefell into his arms without a fight and he kissed her forehead.

Denise was sixteen. Her father had been sexually molesting her since shewas eleven. It was the family secret that no one else knew, not even her motheror her two brothers. But that would soon change.

Denise's father ran his hands over her breastsas he spoke. "Your mother and I will be going away for the summer, Denise," hesaid. "You'll be alone with your two brothers. We trust the three of you totake care of the house and not get into trouble." He paused. "I've instructedyour brothers to do with you as they wish. I trust you will not give them anytrouble. Am I right?"

"Yes," Denise answered quietly, keeping her headdown.

Her father smiled. "Good. I'm sure it will be anenjoyable summer then. Now finish your shower." Her father left her alone inthe bathroom again.

At sixteen, Denise was the middle child. She wasabout five foot three, sort of brown hair that she liked to dye very dark brownalmost black sometimes. She had brown eyes and perfect skin and breasts, agorgeous body.

Jake was the older brother. He was eighteen. Thiswas his last summer at home as he'd be leaving for college in the fall.

Eric was the younger brother. He was only fifteen,a freshman in high school. All three of them attended the same high school.

The day came to drop their parents off at the airport.The whole family drove down. When it was time to leave, everyone exchangedtheir goodbyes. Denise's father kissed her on the forehead and told her to "bea good girl this summer."

On the drive back Denise grew apprehensive. Sheknew that something was going to happen and she wondered when. But nothingdid. The rest of that day her brothers treated her no differently than before.Denise began to hope that her father had just played a joke on her, or herbrothers had decided not to do anything. She fell asleep that night apprehensive,but feeling a little better than she had when the day began.

When Denise awoke the next morning she went throughher usual routine. She slipped out of her nightgown, admired herself in themirror in her bra and panties, and opened the closet.

None of her clothes were in there.

She opened her other closet.

None of her clothes were in that one either.

Terrified that her father's promise was about tobecome a reality, Denise opened the door.

Sitting there, in front of her door was a table.On it was a black rubber dress, black stockings, and black strapped heels.There was also a note.

Take everything else off and put thison .

Denise carried the clothes back into her room withher head down.

She took off her bra and tried to slide into theblack rubber dress. It was small, extremely tight on her and she could barelysqueeze into it. The dress barely went just over her ass, extending only acouple inches beyond it. She slid the stockings on next and then slid her footinto the heels. They were too small, even after adjusting the straps and shewobbled a bit in them. When she was completely dressed she looked at herselfin her mirror. It made her want to cry. She looked like a total slut, readyto be used by anybody. And what made it worse was: it was true.

Denise slowly walked out of her room, down thehallway, and down the stairs. When she walked into the family room she sawboth of her brothers sitting on a couch. Jake stood up first.

"So nice to see you this morning, Denise," he said. "Youlook absolutely ravishing that dress. Why don't you come to the center of theroom so we can admire your body?" Denise did as she was told. Jake smiled andwalked up to her. Placing his fingers under her chin, he lifted her head sotheir eyes met and pecked her gently on the lips. "It's going to be such afun summer, don't you think Denise?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered, barely audible.

"Kneel, Denise," Jake commanded. Denise knelt. "Putyour hands behind your back." Denise did as she was told. Eric stared on inawe. He was clearly getting excited.

Jake grabbed some rope that he had brought downand walked behind her. Setting her wrists next to each other, Jake quicklyand expertly wrapped the rope around them. Denise's father had never tied herup before so she had no idea what to expect. She was surprised Jake was sogood with this stuff. When he finished the wrists her bound her ankles andknees as well. He bound her wrists to her knees and then lifted her up andset her on the coffee table. Setting her onto it, he wrapped rope around herknees, waist, and upper back, securing her completely on her stomach, to thecoffee table. Then he bound her heels to one of the ropes holding her to thetable, placing her in an uncomfortable position. To top it all of he slid aball gag in her mouth.

"There she is, Eric," Jake said. "All ours foran entire summer. We can do anything we want to her sexually. As long as weleave no permanent marks, she's all ours."

"It's gonna be a great summer," Eric said, rubbinghis hands together.

"Yes it is," said Jake, patting Denise's ass. "We'regoing to have a great time, aren't we, Denise?"

Denise couldn't do anything. A tear trickled downher cheek. Jake laughed.

Jake left the room, leaving Eric alone with Denise.At fourteen, this was Eric's first chance to ever really do anything with agirl. And now he would have an entire summer to experiment with his very ownsister! He could do anything. He was going to know every way to please a womanby the time this summer was over.

Jake returned with his camera, taking picturesof Denise. When his roll of film ran out he untied her from the table and sether hogtied body down on the floor. And released her from her hogtie. Liftingher, Jake set her on the couch and laid her across his lap. He rubbed her stomachas he discussed all the things that would happen to her this summer.

"Yes Denise, we're going to have a ton of fun.Endless blow jobs, tons of sex, Eric here is finally going to learn about awoman. This summer is shaping up to be memorable. But first, I think I'd likeyou to make us lunch. So let's get you untied and out by the stove, where youought to be."

Jake and Eric went to work untying her. When shewas completely free of the ropes, Jake guided her hands in front of her andbound them again. "You can cook like that, right Denise?" he asked, smiling.

"Yes," she whispered and walked out to the kitchen.She got to work cooking, feeling like a complete whore doing it, while Jakeand Eric made sexual comments. She struggled but finally managed to cook thedinner, even with Jake constantly coming out and rubbing her tits or lickingher ears while she cooked. Eric came out occasionally as well, to slap herass slid his hand over her breasts, but he was still to tentative, still learningfrom Jake, afraid to do much on his own.

Setting the table was a struggle with her boundhands, as was carrying the food out. Somehow she managed without spilling adrop. But when she went to pull her chair out, Jake stopped her.

"You can't eat until you give both of us blow jobs."

Sighing, Denise crawled under the table. She gaveJake one first, unzipping his zipper and taking his cock in her mouth, suckingoff her older brother for the first time. Eric was next, another first forher and a first for him as well. She swallowed every drop. When it was doneshe slid out from under the table but Jake didn't let her get up. Instead heset her food plate down on the floor and forced her to eat there. Crying now,she did as she was told.

When lunch was over, Jake had her clear the tableand load the dishwasher, then give both himself and Eric another blow job.After that was all over, Jake bound her wrists behind her back and hogtiedher again, leaving her on the family room floor.

Eric was still excited by everything though. Afterstaring at Denise in wonder for about fifteen minutes he finally walked overand started to free her from her hogtie. He struggled with the ropes sincehe had never worked with them before but eventually was able to get the hogtieloose.

He dragged her over to the couch and lifted herup on it, sitting her down. He removed her ball gag and hesitantly moved hismouth towards hers. She opened her mouth and accepted his tongue as he startedto kiss her. He held her face as their tongues twirled, Eric's in ecstasy,Denise's in shame. When he was finished, Eric pulled back and smiled.

Eric slid his hands down her body to her breasts.He rubbed them through the rubber dress, squeezing them, playing with them,experimenting with a woman's tits for the first time in his life.

Standing her up straight, Eric stood up againsther and reached around, rubbing her ass, again, getting a good feel of a woman'sbody for the first time in his life. Jake came down in the middle of this.

Eric heard Jake's laugh and quickly pulled away,afraid he might be in trouble. But Jake encouraged him. "It's okay Eric, that'swhy she's here. You'll have all summer to experiment on her. Don't be afraidto try things."

Denise, still un-gagged, said nothing during allof this.

Eric didn't start up again. "I'll do some morestuff later," he said.

Jake smiled. "Fine with me." He slid the ball gagback into Denise's mouth and patted her ass a couple times. "Fun times ahead," Jakesaid.

After dinner and a couple more blow jobs, the boysstripped Denise nude, cuffed her hands behind her back, and got her in theshower. All three of them got in at once, the boys caressing every inch ofDenise's nude body. Helpless, Denise stood there and tried not to cry. Whenthey were finished they allowed Denise to go the bathroom, then led her toher room. Once there, Jake freed her wrists then spoke.

"We'll let you sleep free tonight, Denise," hesaid. "But no tricks. The doors and windows are locked and I'll be settingthe alarm. So don't try anything stupid, 'cause it won't work. If you do, I'llhave to punish you tomorrow, you understand?" She nodded. "Good. We took iteasy on you today, since it was the first day. They all won't be like this." Hepaused and looked at her for a few seconds before continuing. "Now get somerest. No clothes either. G'night." He and Eric left the room and when Jakeshut the door he locked it with his key.

Holding back tears, Denise slowly crawled intoher bed and tried to sleep. She felt so naked and helpless, which she was,and it made her want to cry. But she reminded herself that one day was alreadyover. Only seventy-seven more to go.

When her alarm went off the next morning, Deniseshot awake. She hadn't remembered setting it and then realized that one ofher brothers had done it for her. Looking at the clock she saw it was a quarterafter nine. She had slept restlessly, tossing and turning quite a bit. Standingup she stared at her nude body in the mirror and wanted to cry. Walking againto her closet she saw that it was still empty. Opening her door she again sawthe table in front of it. This time, a white silk bra and panties were on topof it. Wiping away a couple of tears, Denise put them on, moved the table,and walked downstairs.

Once again, both of her brothers were awake andwaiting for her on the couches. She walked down with her head down. When shereached the bottom of the steps, she stood there in front of them, head down,waiting sadly for instruction.

"Come here, Denise," Jake ordered. She walked overto him. Standing up, Jake took her wrists and set them behind her back, butdid not tie them. Instead, he started massaging her breasts, through her bra.Sliding his hand down, he then started fingering her. Denise, despite her efforts,could feel herself starting to orgasm. She grew angry and ashamed with herself,and when Jake sensed the orgasm building he quickly stopped. Her orgasm recededand Denise turned red with mixed emotions. Jake smiled. He patted her ass acouple times and said, "Go cook us breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, sausage,the works. Get to it." Head down, Denise walked to the kitchen and startedto prepare the meal.

When she was finished she called Jake and Ericout to the kitchen table. Denise had set three places at the table in the hopesthat she would be allowed to sit and eat with them today but when Jake sawthis he laughed.

"No, no, no, Denise," he said, laughing. "You'lleat on the floor, just like yesterday, and everyday from now on. Now don'tmake that mistake again."

He scooped out food for himself, then bound Denise'swrists behind her back and knelt her down on the floor. Taking some of thesausage, he placed it into a dog bowl and set it down in front of her. Ashamed,Denise slowly at the meal.

Finished with everything, Jake cleared the tableand put the dishes in the sink, then led Denise back into the family room.There he laid her out on the couch and started tying up the rest of her body.He bound her elbows, ankles, and thighs as well, and roped her in a very stricthogtie. Then he slid a large white ball gag into her mouth. She sat on thecouch, tied very tightly, with a ball gag that was too big stuffed into hermouth and clearly in discomfort, as Jake once again took pictures of her.

When he was done with his pictures, Jakepulled an object out of his pocket and set it down in front of Denise. "Doyou know what this is?"
Denise looked at the object and then back at Jake but showed no reaction. Jakesmiled.

"I'm sure you do, but I'll explain it anyway. Thisis a vibrator. What's going to happen is I'm going to slide this thing intoyour vagina and turn it on, and it's going to bring you to orgasm." Jake clickedthe vibrator on. "And while it's doing that, you're going to give us blow jobs." Jakesmiled and slid the vibrator under her panties and into her vagina. Denisetensed up immediately. Sliding her down the couch a bit, Jake crawled ontothe couch and pulled down his pants, revealing his rock hard cock to his sister.Taking off her ball gag he slid it into her mouth and she started sucking him.She made both Jake and Eric cum as she brought herself to a state or orgasmas well. When both Jake and Eric were finished, Jake put the ball gag backin her mouth and left her alone. She sat on the couch, the vibrator reverberatinginside her pussy, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm until she finally passedout.

When Denise came to she was still hogtied, layingon her side on the couch, with her brother Eric laying next to her. Eric wasstroking her hair and rubbing his hands up and down her midsection, occasionallysliding them under her bra and playing with her breasts. She whimpered at histouch and Eric realized she was awake. He called over to Jake, who was readingthe newspaper on the easy chair.

"She's up, Jake," he said.

Jake walked over and looked down at her. Theireyes met and he smiled.

"I've taken the vibrator out," he said. "You certainlyhad fun with that thing." Denise averted her eyes.

Together, Jake and Eric started to release herhogtie and stand her up straight. She was shaky at first but soon regainedher balance and stood there in front of them, bound and gagged.

Jake unhooked her bra and moved it up so her breastswere exposed, then grabbed a handful of each breast and started sucking onthem, one at a time. Eric stood there staring as Denise grew red with shame.She did not move though and eventually Jake stepped away and looked at Eric.

"Your turn," he said.

Hesitantly, Eric walked up and started doing thesame thing. He got into it as Jake instructed him on what to do. "More rubbingand grabbing," "Start sucking now," and "Twist her nipples," were just a fewof the instructions Jake gave Eric. Eric followed them flawlessly and couldfeel himself starting to get hard. Jake realized this and changed his instructions.

"Okay Eric, now put your arms around her and placeyour hands on her ass and started rubbing it and grabbing it and all that shit.Slap it, grabbing it really tightly, those kinds of things, and while you'redoing that, rub your hard crotch up against her crotch area and just move upand down, up and down." Eric did this for a few moments, whetting his bonerand making Denise, once again despite her desire not to, felt an orgasm comingon. And then Jake had Eric stop.

"Tonight, Eric," he said, "you will learn manymore things about our sister. But for now, let's let her rest. She has a verybusy night tonight."

Both the brothers smiled and hogtied her againon the couch, leaving her alone for a few hours.

When the brothers returned, Denise was still awake.It was dark now, ten at night and they untied her hogtie. Then they freed herankles and thighs and Jake grabbed her elbow and led her upstairs.

Entering their parents' room, Jake sat her on thebed and tied each ankle to the bedposts. Then he unbound her wrists and laidher flat on her back, tying each wrist to the bedposts as well, so Denise nowlay spread eagles, each arm and leg tied to a separate bedpost. Still ballgagged, she looked up at Jake, trying to figure out what he planned on doingto her in this position.

Jake removed her ball gag and spoke to her. "Haveyou ever had sex Denise?"

Denise closed her eyes and felt tears well up inher eyes as she realized why she was tied like this. She said nothing at first.

"I asked you a question, Denise," Jake said.

"Yes," she responded, barely audible.

"What?" Jake said, even though he had heard.

"Yes," she said, a little louder, but still verysoftly.

"With who?"

"With dad," she said, nearly whispering again.

Jake smiled. "Anyone else you little slut?"

"No," she said, crying softly now.

Jake gave a short laugh. "That's good. Now youcan complete the family trio tonight, how does that sound?"

Denise said nothing. Jake walked over to her andgrabbed her hair, yanking her face up against his. "I said, how does that sound?"

"Please don't," she started to beg, but Jake rearedback and slapped her.

"Not the answer I wanted to hear, Denise," he saidharshly. "Now don't say another word."

She shut her mouth, terrified at Jake's displayof violence.

Jake reached down and tore her panties away, thentook his jeans off and straddled her. Skipping the foreplay, Jake plunged rightinto her vagina.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Denisescreamed at the forceful, painful entry Jake had made, while Jake just laughed.Rocking back and forth, Jake plunged deeper and deeper into her tortured pussy,burying his cock as far in as it would go. He fucked her harshly for thirtyminutes before releasing a hot jet of his sperm into her body as she cried.When he was finished, he crawled off and let Eric get on.

Eric was much more hesitant than Jake, since itwas his first time, and was very gentle with Denise. He came very quickly toobut Jake could see that Eric was enjoying himself very much, still in awe witheverything. Eric had lost his virginity to his sister.

When it was over Jake asked him what he thoughtof it while Denise cried.

"That was fun," Eric said.

Jake smiled. "Good. Now run off, get a shower andgo to bed. We've got another busy day tomorrow." Eric left the room and Jakestarted to free Denise, speaking to her as he worked.

"That was disappointing Denise. I thought you werea much better fuck than that. I'll have to punish you for this."

"Jake, please…"

"Shut up, Denise. We've got you for a summer, sostop begging, and crying, and whining, and all that bullshit and just do whatyou're told." When she was free, he told her to stand up. He removed her braand taking her wrist, led her back to her room.

"I didn't get to do as much as I'd hoped today," hesaid, "so tomorrow will be doubly hard for you. Believe me; you will be punishedfor your poor performance tonight." Denise started to cry.

Once in her room, Jake slid her wrists behind herback and cuffed them, then cuffed her ankles with ankle cuffs. He watched asshe walked over to her bed and laid down on it.

"It will probably be an uncomfortable sleep," hesaid, "considering the limited movement. But you brought this on yourself.I'll see you in the morning."

Jake turned off the lights and locked the door,leaving Destiny, alone, in cuffs, with her tears.

As the alarm went off, Denise drearily opened hereyes. The difficult position she had slept in had not allowed her to sleepnearly as long as she needed. Her arms were numb from being cuffed behind herall night and she struggled out of bed.

She looked at herself in the mirror and it madeher cry. Admiring her body in the mirror used to be a thing of significantjoy for her. Now it brought tears to her eye. She resolved to stop doing that.All it did was torture her mind with the knowledge of what her family had madeher.

She struggled to open the door, having to turnaround and do it with her hands behind her back. Opening the door she saw thefamiliar table waiting in front of it, but this time it had only a key anda note. She leaned over to read the note.

Here's the key for all your cuffs. Takethem off then get in the shower. By the way we're out of hot water. ;-)

Slowly crying now, Denise picked up the key andwent back into her room. She sat on her bed and struggled with the handcuffsfor several minutes. She tried to look over her shoulder and watch the keyinto the keyhole but it was very difficult. Eventually she felt it slide intothe keyhole and tried turning it. She was able to twist the key the right wayand felt the handcuff unlock from her right wrist. She pulled it open and freedher wrist, then brought her hand in front of her and unlocked the other wrist.She rubbed her wrists and arms quickly, bringing the lifeblood back into them.After a few minutes she bent over and easily uncuffed her ankles, then walkedto the bathroom.

She turned the water on full heat, hoping thatpossibly her brother had been lying to her but found out he wasn't. There wasno hot water. In fact, it was freezing cold. She washed as quickly as she could,but even beneath the freezing cold water she spent a long amount of time cleaningher crotch area, embarrassed and ashamed at the raping her brothers had givenher. She cried in the shower, and she cried when she stepped out and driedherself.

Walking over to the sink she brushed her teethand cleaned herself up, blow drying her hair and combing it. Wrapping her towelaround her she opened the door and there saw the familiar table that had beenmoved from down the hall.

On it sat the day's clothes: all black today. Blackpanties and bra, stockings, and pumps. She gathered the clothes up and closedthe bathroom door. She slid the clothes on, snapped the stockings onto theclips extending from her panties, and walked out.

She paced up and down the hallway a few times toget used to walking in the heels, which were a little tight. She hadn't wornheels in several months so she had to get adjusted to them again. When shefelt ready, she descended down the stairs.

Her brothers weren't in the family room as sheexpected. Unsure of what to do, she shakily started walking around the house,and found them finally in the living room, which was set up as it always was,except for one of the chairs from the table was sitting in the middle of it.

"Take a seat, Denise," Jake commanded and she did.

Jake took her wrists and pulled them behind thechair, binding them together, then separated her legs, tying each leg to aseparate leg of the chair. He then wrapped rope around her waist and tied itto one of the wooden legs beneath the chair, pulling her body out a bit. Thenhe slid a red ball gag into her mouth and snapped it closed.

"Eric has agreed with me," Jake said, "about yourdisappointing sexual performance last night. And so we have both decided topunish you." Denise felt the tears welling up in her eyes again. "But first--" Jakeheld up his camera, "some pictures."

He snapped a couple rolls of film of Denise sittingthere, bound, gagged, helpless in front of him, her young body prepared tobe abused by her two brothers.

When Jake was finished he spoke again. "Now, Dadtold us we were not to permanently damage you. Which is why we have this." Jakeshowed her a whip he pulled out of the duffel bag laying at his feet. "A verylight whip, painful, but not very damaging. So when we hit you with this, it'llleave some lash lines, maybe raise a couple of welts, but it won't permanentlyscar you. Which is just what we want. So are you ready?"

Denise closed her eyes and tensed up as Jake rearedback and brought the whip down across her stomach. Even if it was a "light" whip,it still hurt like hell. Denise yelled when it made contact with her bellybuttonand would have jumped out of her chair had she not been tied down. Eric staredon in awe.

Jake pulled back again, and once again whippedher across the stomach. Again Denise jumped and this time, the tears startedflowing freely. She started shaking her head and saying something beneath hergag that neither of the men could discern. Shrugging, Jake kept whipping her,giving her torso fifteen lashes in all. When he tossed the whip aside, herbelly was bright red, covered with fifteen lash lines. Jake smiled and pattedher stomach a couple times. "I bet that smarts," he said. Denise cried herface now covered in tears.

Jake slid her bra up, exposing her breasts next,then grabbed her nipples and quickly twisted. Again, Denise jolted harshly,and yelped in pain, the gag once again muffling her pleas. Smiling now, Jakepulled out a bag filled with thumbtacks. Denise looked on in horror, as Jakeexplained their use.

"Once again, no scars. And as you can see, there'shundreds here, enough to cover both your breasts completely. Some drops ofblood, but nothing major, no noticeable remains once they're gone."

Jake pushed the first one into her breast. Denisegasped in pain. He slowly shoved each one into both of her breasts until theywere completely covered, so that only her nipples were free of thumbtacks.When she passed out, he slid smelling salts under her nose to wake her up.And when just the nipples were left, Jake shoved both into those as well, coveringher breasts in white metal thumbtacks.

Denise was trembling now in agony, the immensepain running through her breasts like fire. Jake irritated it by lifting thebra back over her breasts, and fitting it snugly over them, causing the thumbtacksto move and dig into her skin more. A couple fell out, and then Jake squeezedher breasts.

Denise's head flew back as the tacks dug deeperinto her. Some more fell out, but the pain was still overwhelming. She onceagain passed out.

While she was out, Jake unbound her ankles andwaist from the chair and gently knelt her down on the floor. With Eric proppingher up, he bound her ankles and knees again and then slid the smelling saltsunder her nose again. She groggily came awake. Her brothers held her up untilshe was strong enough to regain her balance and realize her predicament. Thetears coming again, Jake removed the ball gag from her mouth.

"Time for our blow jobs again, baby," he sneered.

Denise opened her mouth and accepted both of them,making both of them cum. Then Jake stepped behind her and pushed her down.She landed squarely on her tortured breasts and screamed.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Eric sat down on her back, pressing her breastseven harder into the carpeted floor and emitting another scream from her throat.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!"

Both the brothers laughed and then Jake slappedher ass. "Stop it!" he commanded and she stopped, breathing heavily throughthe pain.

"Now we're gonna put some in your ass," Jake said,sliding her panties down a bit and exposing her rear end.

"Pl-e-e-e-ase," Denise begged.

"Hush," Jake said. "Don't scream either."

Denise tensed her ass muscles as Jake and Ericplunged the thumbtacks into her ass as well. She tried her hardest not to scream,but eventually the pain became unbearable and she let out a shriek. The brothersignored her and kept shoving the thumbtacks into her ass. When she passed out,Jake slid smelling salts beneath her nose until she regained consciousnessand then the brothers continued. Soon, her ass was covered as much as her breastsand Jake slid the panties back up and patted her ass.

Jake then slid the ball gag back into her mouthas Denise cried, leaving her alone with Eric.

Eric stroked her hair and sat cross legged in frontof his sister, who was bound and feeling a pain Eric couldn't imagine. Smiling,Eric patted her head.

Eric ran has hands up and down her legs and back,occasionally causing Denise to squirm in discomfort when he pressed down onher. He massaged her arms and shoulders, feeling every inch of the back ofher body. Then he quickly flipped her over.

The thumbtacks dug into her ass for the first timeand her eyes flew open wide as the pain hit her. She cried and looked up withpleading eyes at her younger brother, hoping to see some sign of mercy. Ericsmiled.

Eric started groping her breasts, worsening hertortured, then started rubbing her stomach as well, which was still sore fromthe whipping. She cried.

Then he slid his hand down her panties.

Denise was startled and disgusted as Eric beganto finger her. She tried to resist his touch, but every time she shifted shefelt the thumbtacks dig into her ass and it made her cry harder. She felt herselfstarting to orgasm and Eric could tell it was about to come as well. So hestopped. As Denise felt her orgasm start to recede she cried at the crueltyof her brother, who couldn't even give her a moment of pleasure in the midstof her agony.

Every couple of minutes, Eric would flip Deniseover, which would increase the pain from the thumbtacks as they once againwould dig into her delicate skin. Every time Eric flipped her, he pressed downhard on her tortured areas to increase the pain, laughing at Denise's pain.He kept doing this to her for about a half hour until Jake returned.

"Everybody ready for some food?" he asked. Ericleapt up at the mention of food and entered the kitchen. As usual the tablewas set for two. Jake dragged Denise over to her place on the floor and settwo bowls in front of her, then took off her ball gag.

Denise stared at the bowls. "W-what is this?" sheasked hesitantly.

"Ground beef," said Jake. "Covered in my own jizzsauce. And you can wash it down with Eric's piss."

Denise's body shook with tears as she lowered herhead and started to eat. She was disgusted by the food, she was disgusted byeverything now, and she just wanted to kill her brothers. She didn't want tobe treated like a dog anymore, like some worthless animal, always bound, kneeling,eating out of dog bowls, treated like a fucktoy. But there was nothing shecould do. And somehow, she rationalized in her mind that it was just for thisone summer, just for…she had to think…this was the third dayso…seventy-five more days after this. And then she would be back tonormal, back to just the old ways. She never thought she'd long for the oldways, when her father had only molested her, and only hadsex with her, and nothing else. Now she yearned for it, for his loving touch,for the freedom from bondage and abuse that she was suffering at the handsof her sadistic brothers.

She ate the food, drank the urine and sat theresilently as her brothers ate, giving both of them blow jobs when the meal wasover.

When her brothers pulled her out from the underthe table she looked at the clock. 2:30 in the afternoon. Oh God , there'sstill so much time left in the day she thought. She felt herselftremble as her brothers stood her up, ramrod straight, in the middle of thekitchen and gaped at her.

"Kneel, Denise," Jake ordered.

Slowly she did.

Jake lifted her bra up roughly again and lookedat her breasts. Still covered in thumbtacks, there were dozens of tiny reddroplets of blood on them. Eric walked around and slid her panties down. Herass looked the same. Quickly, and harshly, the brothers removed all the thumbtacksfrom her body. By the time they were finished, Denise was crying again. Jakegrabbed her shoulders and knelt up perfectly straight, just like she had beenstanding. He walked around and tied her elbows together as well, to arch herback a bit and jut her breasts out a little. He left the room for a momentand returned with a video camera.

Setting it to record he spoke. "This is a testof your endurance Denise," he said. "I have to go to work. I'll be back at11:30 tonight. You do not move from that position for the next—" he lookedat the clock "seven and a half hours. You don't move an inch, you don't stretch,you don't lean back, you don't droop forward, you don't move at all. If youdo, I swear, so help me God, you will face a torture a hundred times worsethan what you felt today. Do you understand me?" Denise was crying by now,crying hard, but afraid to drop her head for fear of the repercussions. Shekept her eyes focused on Jake and nodded.

"Good," Jake said. "Eric will be here, but I'veasked him not to touch you at all, so as not to distract you. We'll see howstrong you really are now you little slut," he finished. "Good luck."

Jake closed the door, leaving her alone with Eric.Eric set up a TV to the left of the video camera and turned it on. Then hepulled up a chair and sat next to Denise. He didn't touch her but occasionallyhe looked over at her and smiled, or laughed at her predicament. Denise onlycried.

She tried to distract herself. She watched the TV, she moved her head alot. She tried not to stare at the clock but most times she couldn't help it.The minutes seemed to tick by so slowly. She'd count to sixty and look againand it hadn't changed. She felt herself cramping up, the pain increased witheach minute that passed by. She closed her eyes and prayed. And somehow a miraclecame for her.

11:30 arrived. Jake walked in the door and saw her kneeling ramrod straight,exactly as she had when he had left her. He looked at Eric.

"Did she stay like this the whole night?"

Eric nodded disappointedly. "Yep. She didn't move. What the fuck."

Jake smiled. "Not bad, Denise," he said. "I'm shocked. I'll watch the tapeanyway, just to make sure, but you will be rewarded for this. You can relaxnow."

Immediately, Denise sunk down and rested her ass on her legs and droppedher head. Jake walked around and unbound her ankles and knees and lifted herup, guiding her upstairs.

"I'm sure you're tired," he said. "You've had a hard day. You should sleepwell tonight." He led her into her room and untied her wrists and elbows, thenremoved her ball gag. She stood there, looking at him. "Well, take your clothesoff," he said. Slowly, she stripped in front of him, then stood there, completelynude. Turning her around, Jake applied the handcuffs too her wrists again,securing them behind her back, then left the room, turning out the light andlocking the door. Denise crawled into bed and cried herself to sleep again.

Denise woke up again to her alarm the next morning. She had slept relativelydecent, considering her once again limited mobility and the pain her body wasin from the past couple days.

Again, she struggled to open the door and once again, saw just the key onthe table with a note. Today's note read:

Take a shower again. We've got hot water today. Clean yourselfup, and when you're done, put the cuffs back on (hands behind your backof course), and come downstairs. You won't be needing clothes today.

Crying, Denise once again struggled with the handcuffs, and once removingthem, walked to the bathroom, and set them on the counter. She turned the wateron full blast, and high heat and stepped in. The burning hot water felt goodon her naked body. It gave a cleansing feeling that she hadn't felt the morningbefore because of the coldness. She actually found herself enjoying the shower,feeling enjoyment for the first time since her parents had left.

She brushed her teeth three times and used several capfuls of mouthwashto get the awful test of piss and cum out of her mouth. When she was as cleanas she felt she could get she clapped the one handcuff onto her right wrist,then placed her wrists behind her back and snapped the other cuff onto herleft wrist.

Opening the door, she walked down the stairs slowly, with no hands to balanceher. Arriving at the bottom and entering the family room she saw both of herbrothers in their usual places on the couches.

Jake smiled at her when she came down. "Well, Denise, I promised you a rewardif you did good last night, and after watching the video I can see that youreally did hold yourself upright for all that time. I'm proud of you." He pinchedher cheek. "And so, as a man of my word, we will reward you."

She stared at him silently, afraid that his idea of a "reward" might notbe what she expected.

"It occurred to me," Jake continued, "that we kind of jumped into this withyou. My guess is, if we keep up the pace we've been at, you might go insaneby the end of the summer. And we can't have that. So we're gonna take it easywith you for a little while, and give you some leeway. For instance, for thenext few days, we will not demand much of you at all. In fact, we're goingto allow you to lay out in the sun for a while. Supervised and restrained ofcourse," he added quickly.

Denise felt a bit of happiness come over her and almost smiled. But shestopped herself, still hesitant and what exactly was going to happen. Jakewalked over and took her elbow and led her to the back door. He opened it andled her outside, where she saw a chair sitting out, with a bottle of tanningoil next to it.

Their family had a fenced in backyard and lived far back from the rest oftheir neighbors, so nobody could see in, or peak over and stare at them. Denisehad often sunbathed in the nude when her parents weren't home before, so shewasn't worried about anybody seeing her now. It was a gorgeous sunny day andfinally, Denise began to smile.

"Do you want to tan your back first or your front?" Jake asked.

"Back, please," Denise responded.

Jake smiled. He laid her down on her stomach and started rubbing tanninglotion all over the back of her body, her neck, her legs, her back, and especiallyher ass. He rubbed her so she glistened in the sun, then sat down in the chairnext to her.

"Are the handcuffs staying on?" she asked.

"Yes," Jake said. "Other than that, you have free reign. Tell me when youwant turned over, when you need more tanning oil, anything like that."

"Okay," Denise said, and closed her eyes. The cuffs were uncomfortable butthe hot sun on her back felt extremely good. She smiled as she felt it hittingher back.

She spent the day rotating between laying on her back and laying on herstomach. She tried to get the most even tan possible, but she knew it wouldtake some time for her to get to the color she wanted. She hoped she wouldhave more opportunities.

She got several more opportunities. For the next ten days her brothers didnothing to her, except allow her to lay out in the sun and tan. Her wristswere kept behind her at all times however. That was one of the conditions.Even sleeping, and in the shower. So she had to shower with one of the guys.But other than that, they were extremely gentle with her. They fed her (onthe floor of course) well, allowed her bathroom breaks, tanning time, anythingshe wanted pretty much. And as the days passed she loved seeing her skin darken.Soon, she had the perfect tan that both she and her brothers had been lookingfor.

They darkened her hair for her a couple days later, so it was darkbrown, as she preferred it in the summer, to match her tan. When she'd wakeup in the mornings, she'd look at herself in the mirror again and smile.She was beautiful again, just like she used to be before. She was secretlyhoping to herself that those first three days of hell were gone for goodand secretly afraid that they weren't.

The alarm jolted Denise awake one morning a couple days later. It had beenthe first time the alarm had been set for her in more than three weeks. Groggilyrolling out of bed she stood up and admired herself in the mirror. She hadgotten used to seeing her wrists restrained behind her with cuffs, but evenwith that predicament, she could still smile. She had the perfect tan she wantedand her dyed perfectly, just like she'd wanted it. She walked to the door,turned around, and opened it flawlessly. She had perfected opening it withher wrists cuffed behind her back over the summer. And when she turned aroundagain she saw the table sitting in front of her door.

Her heart skipped a beat.

The table had not been there since her brothers had started taking it easyon her. She feared that this meant a return to the harsher early days of summer.Trying to push the thought out of her mind, she leaned down and saw the keyand a note.

Here's the key for your cuffs. Take a shower.

Taking the key, she sat down on her bed and struggled to remove her handcuffs.

When she freed her wrists she hesitated. It was the first time her wristshad been free in nearly a month. Though she had kept her arms stimulated andthe blood flowing through them, and her brothers had made sure that there wouldbe no permanent damage, her arms still felt a little numb. So she was careful.Slowly she moved them to the front of her body. It felt awkward again, havingcontrol of her arms after such a long period off. She rubbed her arms up anddown to stimulate the blood flow and smiled. Staring at her nude body one moretime in the mirror, she felt absolutely radiant. Walking through the hall,she entered the bathroom and took a long, hot, shower. It was the first showershe had also taken without one of her brothers in nearly a month. She didn'tthink anything could ruin this day.

Stepping out of the shower she dried herself, combed her hair, brushed herteeth, flossed, cleaned herself up real nice. She had a nice smile on her face.

And then she opened the bathroom door.

There, on the table, were clothes for her to wear and a note from her brothers.

Get dressed and come downstairs. Break time's over. Time for somemore fun .

Immediately Denise started to cry. All the hopes she had had over the pastfew weeks were crushed, dashed in three short sentences. She had hoped herbrothers would just forget about her and leave her alone but now she saw thatthat wasn't going to happen this summer. They had played a psychological gamewith her, they had let her think that she was really going to be cared for.Now they showed her the true reality of the situation. She was still theirs,still their slave to do as they pleased, and now they were reminding her ofthat again.

She looked down at the clothes. It was one of her mother's business suits.A beige skirt, and a beige business jacket, long sleeve. Panties, but no bra.She felt the fabric. It would be rough against her breasts and would probablyirritate them. Black stockings and black pumps as well. She wiped the tearsaway and dressed then walked down the stairs.

She trembled with fear and hatred when she reached the bottom of the stairsand saw her brothers. Jake stood up and motioned for her to approach him. Shedid. Placing her hands at her side, he stroked her cheek and hair, then tookher head in his hands and opened his mouth to kiss her. She opened in hersin response. After kissing her for a little, he let her go. She cried hardernow.

"I hate you," she whispered.

"Now, now," Jake said. "That's not the way to start off is it?" She chokedout silent sobs now as Jake patted her hair. Then Jake firmly pushed down onher shoulders and Denise dropped to her knees.

"You know what I want, Denise," Jake said.

She slid down his jeans and boxers and took his dick in her hand. Openingher mouth she gave him a blow job, working from the tip all the way down untilhe was deep throating her, playing with his balls the whole time, just to keephim pleased. It was the first blow job she had given in over three weeks aswell.

When Jake came she swallowed every drop and then slid his dick out of hermouth. She licked it clean of any loose cum and then looked up at him.

As Jake slid his pants back on he said, "I think Eric would like one aswell."

Denise slid over to Eric and gave him one too.

"Sit down over there," Jake said to Denise, pointing to a spot on the floor, "andput your hands behind your back."

She sat down and placed her wrists side by side behind her back. She stretchedher legs out, keeping her knees slightly bent, and waited.

Jake crouched down behind her and started tying her wrists. He tied herupper arms to her body, getting rope above and below her breasts to accentthem, and around the back of her neck to keep her slightly hunched over. Thenhe moved in front of her and bound her ankles and just above her knees. Heslid a balled up piece of notebook paper into her mouth, then took out a whitecloth and slid it between her teeth, cleave gagging her. Standing up, he wipedhis hands, as if finishing a difficult job and looked down at her. She lookedup at him, their eyes meeting, hers curious and scared, his smiling wickedly.

He took out his camera and did his usual photo shoot with her. He did closeups of her face, and positioned her so she was laying on her side as well,stretched out on the floor. After a few rolls of film he stopped.

Turning her over he hogtied her very stringently and then spoke again.

"I'm leaving for work. You'll be with Eric for most of today. Be good anddo as he tells you. Enjoy." He patted her head a couple times and walked out.

Eric stared at her. He played with her body for a while but eventually grewtired of that. Not wanting to untie to her to try anything more serious heremoved her gag instead.

"How are you Denise?" he asked innocently.

"What?" she responded, incredulously, unsure if she'd understood him.

"How are you doing?" he asked again. "Do you need anything? To go to thebathroom, stuff like that?"

Denise debated in her mind how to respond. She could flip out on her littlebrother for being so stupid, or she could try to play it nice with him, maybebeg him to get her out of these ropes for a little while. She tried the latter.

"Please Eric," she begged, "please help me out here. Loosen these ropesfor me. They're digging into me and it's killing me."

"I can't," Eric said.

"Sure you can," she pleaded. "You could let me go. You could untie me andjust let me free for a little while. At least for a few hours…untilJake comes home…Please?"

"No," Eric said. "I won't. Jake won't trust me anymore."

"Please Eric," she said. "You're my brother, don't do this to me." Ericdid nothing. "Please Eric," she begged. "What have I done to deserve this.I'm your sister. Why are you doing this to me? I never did this to you."

"Look Denise," Eric said tiredly. "Don't be like this. We've been so niceto you for the past few weeks and our thanks is you begging me like a cryingslut? Come on now. Dad said we could do whatever we wanted to you for the entiresummer. Don't blame me, blame Dad."

"But Dad's not here!" Denise said. "So you don't have to follow his rules!You can be nice and let me go. Please Eric, please let me go. I'm your sister,I swear I won't tell. I've never told anyone about Dad, I won't tell anyoneabout what you and Jake have done either."

"You won't tell anyone anyway," Eric responded, whether we let you go now,or what until summer's over. So just shut up about it already."

"Please Eric!" she cried desperately. "I love you! Just please let me go!"

"That's it!" Eric said, clearly mad now. "If youwon't shut up, I'll just have to gag you again!"

"No, Nogggfff!" she struggled, as Eric shoved thepaper back into her mouth and cleave gagged her again. "And you can be sureJake will hear about this when he gets home," he said threateningly, leavingher alone in her hogtie, to cry and scream and plead and fear the coming hours.

When Jake returned home that night, Denise layhogtied on the floor, crying and sweating and Eric was nowhere to be seen.

"Eric!" Jake called and listened as Eric came boundingdown the stairs, taking them two at a time.

"How was she?" Jake asked, feeling that she wasn'tvery good.

"Awful," Eric said rolling his eyes. "I took hergag off for five minutes and all she did was cry and beg me to let her go.It was pathetic." He glared at Denise. "I was so disgusted I left her alonethe rest of the day."

Jake looked down at Denise, who was looking backup at him with pleading us. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," Jake muttered. "I thought youknew better, Denise. After all the nice things we've done for you this is howyou repay us? Pathetic indeed." He paced back and forth. "We'll have to punishyou Denise," he thought out loud. "Let's see, what can we do?

"Obviously, kindness didn't work. So now we'llhave to try isolation." Jake bent down and freed her from her hogtie, thenlifted her up. "Eric, open the basement door." Eric did, and Jake carried herdown to the basement, with Eric following.

Their basement was a very cold, unfriendly place.It had no windows, and no doors except the one at the top of the stairs. Regardlessof the season, it was always cold in the basement.

Jake set Denise on the basement floor on her stomachand hogtied her again. Then he turned and walked up the stairs, Eric behindhim. At the top he turned off the light and locked the door, leaving Denisealone in the darkness.

Denise spent that night, and the next eight days,alone in the basement. Her only contact with her brothers was when they broughtdown water, which they did twice a day, and food, which they did every otherday. The hogtie was too tight for her to escape, and so she stayed in thatpainful position the entire time. She had no opportunity to clean herself,and no opportunity to relieve herself either, so when she had to go, she wouldsimply piss herself. By the end of her time alone down there was over she hada puddle of urine covering her crotch area and some of it had dried onto theconcrete floor.

Finally Jake came down on afternoon and untiedher, freeing her not only from the hogtie but from her ropes completely.

Removing her gag he put his hands over her lipsin a silent order for her not to speak. Removing his finger, she made no attemptto talk.

"Take your clothes off," Jake ordered. She did,until she stood before her brothers, fully nude.

Jake placed her hands behind her back and cuffedthem then spoke to Eric.

"Take her upstairs, shower her, then let her layout in the sun for a bit while I clean this place up." Jake paused then surveyedthe basement. "Goddamn does it stink down here."

Denise said nothing and Eric led her upstairs.

The hot water felt good on her body. It was herfirst shower in a week and a half. She said nothing as Eric roughly cleanedher. He groped her breasts and fingered her in the shower, but she submittedto all of his advances. She was terrified of what her brothers could do toher now.

When the shower was over, Eric dried himself andher off then took her outside. Laying her on the chair, he smothered tanningoil all over her body and sat next to her, reading a book, and saying nothing.

Jake cleaned the basement thoroughly. He washedthe clothes three times over, and cleaned the urine stained parts of the concretefloor until it was unnoticeable. The smell disappeared, the clothes were cleanand Jake went upstairs to fetch his sister.

She was crying silently outside now, laying onher back, as Eric rubbed her right breast with his left hand. Jack smiled andcleared his throat. Eric noticed him and looked up.

"Let's take her back to the basement," Jake said.

Denise's eyes flew open wide. "NO!" she shrieked. "No!Please don't!" They quickly hustled her inside and dragged her down to thebasement. Once there, Jake knelt her down, and cuffed her ankles, sliding thecuff around a pole in the basement. He did the same to her wrists.

"You'll be able to stand up and kneel down, butnothing else," he said. "The first part of your punishment is over Denise.Now for the second." She sobbed uncontrollably, as Jake slid her urine soakedpanties back into her mouth and placed a few strips of white tape over them.

They once again left her in the basement for thenext seven days. Only this time they visited her more often. They visited herto give her water and food and also to rape her. She was raped by each of themevery day, forced to give them blow jobs. They masturbated on her, they coveredher in cum, they raped her pussy, they raped her mouth, they fucked both thoseorifices as many times as they could. The hours blurred by for Denise. Sheno longer knew what day it was, what time of day it was, even what month itwas. Her countdown to the end of her hell was gone; she couldn't keep trackanymore. She just prayed for release, longed for the few hours of sleep, andwondered how she would ever live normally again after this summer was over.

After a week she was taken upstairs and once againgiven a shower and a few days rest, to tan.

When the alarm jolted Denise awake she looked atthe clock. 10 AM. Her brothers had kept her awake raping her pussy until twothe morning before. She was tired and sore and wanted to cry as she struggledout of bed. Even after more than two months of sleeping with her hands cuffedbehind her back she struggled a bit. She opened the door and saw once againthe familiar table with just the key and the note. Today's note was short.

Key. Shower. Fast.

Unlocking her cuffs and freeing her wrists sheentered the bathroom and turned on the water. It was running cold, no matterhow hot she turned it up. Realizing that her brothers had once again turnedoff the hot water heater, she turned the shower on and cleaned herself as quicklyas possible. She shivered in the shower and finished fast, drying herself asher teeth chattered.

Opening the bathroom door she saw the familiartable, upon which lay a pair of blue jeans and a blue and green plaid tanktop, made of rough fabric. Moving those two pieces around, she saw that herbrothers had left her no bra or panties to put on. Crying, she gently slidthe clothes on, which rubbed roughly against her aching pussy and irritatedher tits.

Walking downstairs she presented herself to herbrothers. They said nothing to her, showed no emotion at all in fact. Jakejust walked over, bound her wrists with rope behind her back, and bound herankles and knees. Gagging her, he set her off in the corner and resumed watchingthe television.

She was scared now. She thought she had angeredthem in some way and they were just delaying a punishment. The psychologicaltorture was driving her insane. She even started to tremble with fear. Herbrothers didn't say a word, not even to each other. The only noise in the roomwas the television. Finally after nearly three hours Jake turned off the TVand looked at her.

Picking up his camera, he took his usual pictures,silently, showing no emotion on his face. She was terrified now, terrifiedthat he was going to lash out and kill her, that he had some evil diabolicalplan that would put all the other things they had done to her to shame.

Finally Jake smiled. "You look scared shitlessDenise. Are you?"

She nodded terrified.

Jake laughed. "Good. Our plan worked." He lookedover at Eric and Eric smiled. "We're not really gonna anything major to youtoday. No torture or anything. We just wanted to scare you a lot. Guess wedid."

Denise closed her eyes and started to cry at thecruel psychological torture her brothers had put her through. Jake smiled andpatted her head.

Jake removed Diane's gag. "I've got to take a piss,and I don't wanna walk to the bathroom. So open your fucking mouth." Crying,Denise closed her eyes again but Jake yelled at her. "Keep your eyes open slut!" Openingthem, Denise opened her mouth as well and Jake slid his dick in and startedto relieve himself. Denise wanted to choke on the foul tasting urine but fearedthe punishment. She swallowed it all and Jake smiled, then gagged her again.

Dragging her over to the coffee table, Jake said, "we'vegot a special treat for you today, Denise." He propped her up so she was leaning,stomach down, over the coffee table. Denise was sure her brothers were goingto whip her ass, and when Jake pulled her jeans down she got scared. Eric wasfacing her and she looked at him with pleading eyes. Eric slapped her face.

Jake kept her gag on and faced her. "Today we'regoing to try anal sex." Denise's eyes went wide with horror as Jake positionhimself behind her. She shook like a mad woman, screamed, begged beneath hergag, struggled hard, but could do nothing. Jake steadied her with his handsand pulled his pants down.

Denise tensed as she felt his dick touch againsther anus. She shook horribly now, terrified at the pain she knew she wouldfeel. Even her father had never touched her asshole. Jake slowly forced hisdry cock in there, no lubrication at all. She screamed and cried as Jake slowlyplowed into her. She was sure she could feel something tearing in her assholeas Jake pumped, back and forth, back and forth, into her virgin asshole. Thepain was enormous. She had never hurt so much in her entire life. This wasworse than the thumbtacks had ever been. The other rapes had never been thispainful. This was incredible. All she could do was pray for it to be over.

Jake slid his hands beneath her shirt while hewas fucking her and grabbed and twisted her tits. With her wrists restrainedbehind her, there was little Denise could do. Jake watched as her hands movedwith her pained expressions. They would make fists, open wide, stretch out,hit each other, everything. Jake laughed. Finally he blew his load into herasshole and the hot cum sped through her body, making her cry worse. When hewas done, Jake slid out and roughly pulled Denise backwards, so her torturedasshole landed right on her knees. Kneeling her up straight, Jake put his dickin her hands and told her to feel it a bit, give him a handjob. She felt theslimy dick, which was covered with his cum and her shit. He slid it up anddown her arms and then hung it in front of her mouth. She looked at it in horror.Then he removed her gag.

"Go ahead. Lick it clean."

She did.

As she cried, Jake applied the gag again and watchedas Eric position himself behind Denise. Eric repeated the process and Denise'sasshole, already brutalized by Jake's cock, felt like it was on fire. Againshe shrieked in agony until Eric came. Eric decided to dry his dirty dick offwith her hair and leave her alone.

Jake moved behind Denise and roughly pulled herjeans back up, making sure they scratched against her battered anus. Then heflipped her over and dragged her back in the corner, making sure she sat squarelyon her asshole, legs bent, back to the wall. He smiled and patted her hair. "Notbad for your first time," he said teasingly.

Her brothers left her alone with her pain and hertears for most of the rest of then day. When it came time to feed her, Jakespoon fed her personally, sitting down next to her. She gave both of them twomore blow jobs, but other than that, was left alone.

When nighttime came, Jake led her upstairs, keepingher wrists bound behind her and her mouth gagged. Upon entering her room, Jakeslid her out of her jeans and then pulled out a knife.

Denise was terrified her brother was going to startcutting her and possibly kill her and struggled more frantically than she everhad before. But Jake just laughed and calmed her down by explaining her merelywas going to cut her top off.

Denise cried herself to sleep as Jake left herbound, gagged, and nude on the bed.

Denise awoke the next morning to her brother'shand. Specifically the whip he was holding in it and lashing her with overand over. He aimed for her already bruised asshole, causing her to squirm andcry. She was still bound and gagged and finally Jake stopped and helped herout of bed. That was when Denise noticed he was nude too.

Jake said nothing, just led her out of the bedroomand into the bathroom, where he turned the shower on and got in with her.

There he took time cleaning her body. He especiallyfocused on her battered anus, torturing Denise by fingering it and rubbingit. Denise cried and gasped at the pain she still felt from the raping yesterday.

Finishing the shower, Jake dried Denise and unboundher wrists, then left her alone in the bathroom. Crying, Denise removed hergag, unsure of what to do next. She opened the door and walked back to herbedroom and there, in front of her door, was the table. On it sat the sameclothes she had worn from earlier in the summer: the black bra, stockings,panties, and pumps. The memories of the last time she wore these clothes shookher. She almost pissed herself right there.

Shaking, she struggled to dress herself and finallymanaged to walk downstairs to face her brothers. She was crying in fear andanticipation by the time she made it down there and Jake smiled when he sawthis.

"Good morning Denise," he said cheerfully. "Sonice to see you up and walking after the pounding your ass took yesterday." Denisejust kept her eyes downcast. Jake took her arm and guided her over to a softchair. Before sitting her down, Jake bound her wrists behind her back and herelbows and upper arms to her upper body. Then, turning her around, he sat herdown on the chair, he bound her ankles, thighs, and shins. He topped it offby sliding the red ball gag into her mouth and snapping it shut.

Jake took his usual pictures, then approached Deniseand removed her ball gag.

"Denise, you are a slut," he said. She startedto cry harder. "Say it," Jake commanded.

"W-what?" Denise asked softly, uncomprehending.

"Say it, Denise," Jake ordered. "Say, 'I am a slut.'"

"No…" she practically whispered, "no, pleasedon't…please don't make me."

Jake pulled back and slapped her hard across theface. "Say it," he growled fiercely.

"I…I am a…slut," Denise respondedquietly, looking down.

Jake grabbed her hair and yanked her head back,looking into her eyes. "Not good enough," he threatened. "Say it louder, firmernow, like you know it's true…'cause it is."

Denise closed her eyes and opened her mouth butJake slapped her again.

"Keep your eyes open, slut!" he commanded. "I wannasee your tears!"

Crying, Denise looked at him and said shakily,but louder this time, "I am a slut."

Jake smiled and patted her cheek a few times. "Verygood, Denise," he said and slid the ball gag back in her mouth. "But very disappointingtoo." He turned away from her as she stared at him anxiously. "I had to slapyou twice, had to struggle with you to get you to say the obvious. No, thatwasn't good at all. You'll have to be punished."

Denise let the tears flow freely now at the word "punishment." Sheleaned forward and fell off the chair. Turning around, Jake lifted her andset her back on the chair, as she wracked her body with sobs.

Jake took out of his shirt pocket two metal clampsand sliding them beneath Denise's bra, snapped them onto her nipples. She shriekedin pain at the cold sharp metal biting into her tender tits. Then Jake liftedher up and instructed Eric to open the basement door.

Denise fainted at the fear of being sent down tothe dreaded basement again. The agony she had suffered in there was alreadyso bad that she would never be able to set foot down there again after thissummer. Now she was truly beginning to fear that she might not make it outof this summer, that her brothers might kill her off.

Thinking of surviving the summer made her wonderwhat day it was. She couldn't even make an educated guess though. Her onlyhope was that it was almost over. What day did her parents return? The 25 th ,that's right. August 25 th . God I hopeit's the 24 th , she thought.

Jake woke her with smelling salts, then removedthe ropes from her upper body, and then bound her wrists in front of her. Then,he lifted her wrists and tied them to a pipe that was running along the ceilingof the basement. Denise now stood there, stretched out, standing shakily onher black pumps, as Jake and Eric stared at her.

Then Jake picked up the whip.

Denise trembled, remembering the only other timethe whip has been used against her. It had hurt like hell, and she had beenred for a few days after it, but as Jake had promised, no permanent marks.

Jake lined up in front of her stomach and pulledthe whip back, then let it go.

The whip came down across Denise's stomach andshe bit down on her ball gag as she felt the searing pain. Jake kept whippingher stomach for a bit then moved up her body.

Her tortured nipples, still feeling the nippleclamps on them, received the punishing whip next. And the pain was immense.She shook in her bonds, tried to twist away, anything to avoid the whip torturingher already tortured nipples. She sobbed uncontrollably at that point, surrenderedherself completely and just begged to herself that the pain would somehow endquickly. Then Jake walked behind her.

He started lashing away at her back, criss-crossingit with red striped as she cried. He slid down and attacked her ass next andby now, Denise's voice was hoarse. She had been screaming beneath the ballgag, which of course meant no sound could come out, but it had still groundher vocal chords down. It hurt her throat, but the pain in her ass hurt moreand she kept screaming as best she could.

Jake moved to her legs next, lashing them withthe whip through the stockings. Denise was sure the pain was too much and shewould pass out at any moment but her relief never came. Jake finally finishedup by whipping her pussy through the panties, a torture which was agonizingfor Denise, much more so than the whipping of her freshly raped asshole.

Finally, Jake tossed the whip aside. He loosenedthe rope enough so that Denise could fall to her knees, but he kept her wristsrestrained above her head and cinched the rope tight again. Then he lookedat Denise. Her bra, panties, and stockings had several cuts and tears in themfrom where the whip had made contact. All of her uncovered skin was a brightred save her face. Jake smiled and removed her ball gag.

"Denise, are you a slut?" Jake asked.

"Yes," Denise weakly responded between sobs.

"Say, 'I am a slut,' Denise," Jake said.

"I am a slut," she responded.

"Very good. And sluts give blow jobs. So give meone."

Denise opened her mouth and Jake shoved his cockinto her mouth, making sure to deep throat it. Denise sucked him off untilhe came and after he came she sucked Eric off 'til he came as well. When theywere both done, Jake ball gagged Denise again and left her alone, turning thelight off in the basement.

Denise knelt there in a painful position, her kneescoming in contact with the cold, hard, concrete floor of the basement. Shecouldn't move either, had no possibility of finding a more comfortable position.The ropes restraining her had made sure of that. And so she knelt there, crying,unable to tell time, to know what was going on, or for how long she stayeddown there. She felt herself getting hungry, but no one came. She tried, forthe millionth time that summer, to untie the rope from her wrists but failedagain. Jake's tied the Gordian knot around my wrists shethought dejectedly. So she knelt there, trying to count the seconds, tryingto figure out how much time had passed.

In reality, she was left there for the rest ofthat day and the morning of the next. For Denise though, it felt like weeksbefore she finally heard those footsteps coming down the wooden stairs.

The light clicked on and she saw Jake standingin front of her, holding two bowls, one filled with food, the other with water.He removed her ball gag and spoke.

"Eat up, Denise," he said.

"Please," she begged, "I have to pee."

Jake was releasing her hands from above her headand tying them behind her back as he spoke. "Then piss your pants," he responded. "That'swhat I'm gonna do." Then he kicked Denise over and started pissing all overher body as she cried. He drenched her, and her food, in urine, covering herbody with the foul yellow liquid, then left her alone to eat.

Denise ate the meal and did relieve herself inher panties. Jake returned an hour later to ball gag her again and again lefther alone for the rest of the day.

When Denise awoke the next morning her wrists werecuffed behind her and she was nude, in her own bed. She did not remember beingstripped or carried upstairs, and she wondered if she had been delirious, andhow long she may have been out, or if Jake had just cut the clothes away whileshe was sleeping and carried her upstairs.

It mattered little to her. The alarm hadn't joltedher awake and when she went downstairs she was told that she was back on break:a few days of sun and relaxation for her. She looked forward to these momentsof relief, and enjoyed her three days of nonstop tanning and kindness fromher brothers. But all good things must come to an end and one morning she wasjolted awake to the sound of her alarm.

Opening her door she saw her clothes already laidout for her, along with the key for her cuffs. By now she had perfected theart of uncuffing her wrists from behind her back and she slid on the clothes.A white sleeveless shirt, black skirt, white stockings and black strappy highheels. Dressed, she walked downstairs to meet her brothers.

"Good morning, Denise," Jake said, happily greetingher. Denise murmured her good mornings to her brothers but her eyes were clearlyfixed on the folding chair set up in the middle of the family room. Jake caughther glance. "Yes, why don't you take a seat in that Denise and we'll get started." Shakingslightly, she sat down.

Instinctively, she placed her hands behind herback and Jake started tying them. After finishing with her wrists, he wrappedrope around her waist and around the edges of the upper half to the chair,tying her down to the chair with an effective, somewhat complicated knot. Hethen bound her upper body to the chair roping her so that her breasts juttedout, accented by the rope that surrounded them. Smiling, Jake grabbed bothof her tits through her shirt and jiggled them.

Moving in front of her, Jake tied Denise's upperthighs down to the chair, pressing her down on it even more and making it evenmore inescapable for her, then bound her legs just above the knees together.Finally, he split her legs below the knee and bound each ankle to a side ofthe chair. She now sat there, expertly ropes, in one of the most inescapablepositions she had been in all summer.

Jake lifted her chin and looked her in the eye,their faces so close that she could see the nuances of her brother's eyes. "Whatare you Denise?"

Her lips trembling, she took a deep breath andresponded. "I am a slut."

Jake smiled. "Very good, Denise. You learned well." Withthat, he slid her panties into her mouth and gagged her with a few strips ofwhite tape.

Once the panties hit her mouth, Denise realizesthey were the ones she had worn while stuck in the basement, which meant theywere covered with the dried remains of her urine. They tasted awful and shewanted to choke on them but she was afraid she might die if she did. Or worse,she might have to go down to the basement again.

Jake took his usual pictures of Denise while hereyes followed his every footstep. When he was done, he freed her from the chairand sat her down on the couch. Laying her out all the way, he removed her gagand straddled her. Her head propped up on a pillow, he shoved his dick intoher mouth, forcing her to suck it, which she did flawlessly. She had perfectedthe art of the blow job this summer as well. She had perfected a lot of things.

Eric got his blow job next but this time, insteadof leaving her alone, they gagged her again and kept going. Eric started fondlingher breasts, grabbing them roughly, reaching his hands beneath her shirt andtwisting her nipples, causing her to jerk in pain. He fingered her pussy whilehe twisted her nipples; the contrast between pleasure down below and pain upabove almost caused her to go crazy. But when Eric stopped before she was aboutto orgasm, Denise started to cry heavily.

They left her alone to eat and when they were done,fed her the table scraps: a few stray pieces of sausage and some broken upbread, coated in Jake's semen, in a dog bowl. She ate in tears but made sureto swallow every drop. She feared even her nutrition intake now; she was sureher brothers were out to kill her.

When the meal was over they gagged her again andlaid her out on the middle of the floor. Jake took the whip and whipped herass, threatening her if she tried to roll over. She cried as he whipped her,some of the stray whips landed on her bound hands. After about a dozen shots,Jake flipped her over and whipped her tummy through her shirt. No damage wasdone to the clothes, which naturally padded some of the blow for Denise, butshe still hurt like hell. She cried the whole time.

Then her brothers lifted her up and dragged herover to the coffee table, leaning her face down over it. Immediately, Deniserealized this was the position she had been in the first time they had rapedher. She cried harder, fearing that this was what was going to happen to her.Despite the multiple intrusions her asshole had now suffered, it still hurtterribly for her every time.

Sure enough, Jake slid her panties and skirt downand stared at her asshole. It seemed to be welcoming him he thought, and hetook out his penis and slid it in there.

There was a new twist this time though. Eric positionhimself in front of her and removed her gag, then slid his penis into Denise'smouth. She now had two of her three orifices filled. This had never happenedto her before and it only made her cry harder. She worked on both of them andthey both changed up positions. Finally, when Eric came in her asshole, Jakeslid out her mouth. Her mouth was now free as Jake finished up and explodedhis load in her asshole as well. When they were done they cleaned her up abit and dressed her, then left her hogtied and gagged on the floor, as Jakewent to work and Eric left to hang out with friends.

When they both returned it was dark. The strictropes had caused Denise's muscles to cramp up all over. When Jake finally releasedher from her hogtie she breathed a huge sigh of relief. Again they laid heron the couch. But this time they released the bonds holding her legs and wentto work. They slid her clothes down her lower body and spread her legs. Hervagina now lay open to them and Jake practically attacked it. He shoved hiscock in there without hesitation and Denise screamed at the force which heentered. He fucked her hard, harder than he had in a while. And then when hewas done, Eric took her.

By the time they were finished with her, Denisewas a mess. She was crying profusely and sweating profusely and begging thembeneath the tape to leave her alone. Smiling, her brothers, dressed her again,lifted her, and carried her upstairs. They didn't even bother undressing oruntying her for bed. They bound her ankles and thighs and left her bound, gagged,clothed and sweaty body on the bed for her to sleep.

Denise woke up in the middle of the night and triedto move. She couldn't. She realized immediately that she was hogtied. The crampsfrom the painful position had woken her from her deep sleep. She looked overat her clock. 4:00 AM. Still a lot of time left in the night. She hoped shewould be able to fall back asleep.

She didn't for several hours. She was left alonefor the day, hogtied on her bed. Her brothers never once visited her. She watchedas the sky lightened, got brighter, then darkened. Dusk came, then nighttime.Still, she was bound in an increasingly painful position. She passed in andout of consciousness, awake, then sleeping, at odd intervals. The clock, whichseemed to move ever so slowly, drove her mad. She cried a lot. She couldn'tremember when she finally fell asleep for good at night.

When Denise woke up the next morning she noticedshe had much more movement. All the ropes had been removed from her body whileshe slept, and she had only her hands cuffed behind her wrists. She was stillfully clothed and the pungent odor of her sweat filled her nostrils. Standingup, she went to her bedroom door and opened it.

There were the keys and note: Shower.We've got a special costume for you to wear today . She shudderedat what that could possibly mean.

When she stepped out of the shower and opened herbathroom door she saw the costume. A pair of white stockings, and a white nurse'soutfit, a short one that barely went down to her thighs. No bra or pantieseither.

Presenting herself to her brothers, they boundand gagged her immediately. White ropes and a white tape gag, keeping withthe nurse theme. Setting her aside in the corner they wasted no time. Clearly,the day off had filled their sexual urges to peak performance. Jake whippedout his dick and instead of forcing a blow job, just started masturbating.He let his load fly onto her face, drenching her with his cum. Eric did thesame, hitting her lower face and neck with his load. She cried.

Her brothers ate, leaving her alone in the corner.She yearned for food. She was hungry, thirsty, felt herself drying up. Shewas scared that her brothers were trying to dehydrate her now. She could feelherself going insane, the fear that her brothers were going to kill her constantlyoverwhelming her.

When they finished eating, they came over to her.Some of the cum was starting to dry on her face. She just wanted to wipe itoff. Jake took a washcloth and cleaned her face, then laid her out on the floor,on her back. Releasing the ropes restraining her knees, he hiked up her nursesoutfit and spread her legs. Jake ravaged her vagina as she cried and screamedthe whole time. When he was done, Eric did the ravaging and when Eric was done,they bound her knees again and set her back in the corner.

Her head was down and she was sobbing uncontrollablynow. All she wanted was food and freedom and for this summer to be over. Theyignored her for several hours as they watched TV and worked around the house.Finally, around five in the afternoon, Jake took his pictures of her, thendragged her out to the kitchen.

Jake set two bowls down in front of her, one ofsteaming hot pasta and another with ice cold milk. Denise could feel her tastebuds watering. But instead of removing her gag, Jake laid her on her stomachand hogtied her. The bowls were kept inches from her face, but she could onlystare at them longingly. The psychological torture drove her mad. She moaned,begged Jake beneath the gag, gave him the pleading eyes, everything. Jake ignoredher. She sat there for three hours, the food right in front of her face, unableto touch it.

Finally, Jake released her hogtie and set her backin the corner. By now she was crying. She was sure she would be starved now.She could feel herself, desperate for nutrition of any kind. Jake took pictures,then brought the pasta and milk over to her. The pasta was cold, the milk waswarm, neither were desirable, in fact, barely edible. But Jake removed hergag and spoon fed her. She stared at him with pleading eyes, but didn't saya word. When Jake was done, he once again raped her. Later that night, bothher brothers raped her again.

She cried herself to sleep, nude, hands cuffedbehind her back, just like most other nights. She had no idea how fortunateshe would be tomorrow. She only wished she could die. She was sure that waswhat her brothers were trying to do.

The next morning found the table with the key andnote once again outside her door. Shower. We've got another surprisefor you . Denise trembled. When she got out of the shower she sawa beautiful red satin shirt, a black skirt, stockings, and pumps. She dressedand trembling went downstairs.

"I have good new for you, Denise," her brothersaid when he saw her. "Congratulations. You've survived this summer. Todayis your last day. Tomorrow, Mom and Dad come home from their trip. Way to go."

Denise broke down and cried tears of joy. Her summerwas finally over. The hell was finally over. She had survived.

But that did not mean the last day would be uneventful.

Her brothers kept her in the strictest positionsall day. The raped every orifice multiples times. It was the most she had probablyfucked the entire summer. But she could put up with it now. She was happy theentire day. When it finally ended she was allowed to sleep with no cuffs onher wrists, clothed in her nightgown. She had survived!

The next day they picked up their parents at theairport. Denise wore jean shorts and a cut off top. Her father approached her. "Wereyou good this summer?"

"Yes Daddy," Denise said looking down. He touchedher breasts, through the shirt.

"I'm sure your brothers had a fine time," he said.

Denise kept her head down. A tear ran down hercheek. "Yes Daddy," she replied. She hoped she would never go through thatagain.