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Flashback – Ben – At the hospital
Tatiana was busy on the phone with the wedding planner (you know how it is when women get to talking on the phone) and I decided if I was going to be Jack and Masha's best man I needed to see if I could stand.
I flipped my feet over the side of the bed, planted them both firmly on the floor, pressed down and ... Oh my God!!!
Flashback – Mira, Ira, Safia and Naomi – in Israel
After our declaration of multiple threats using the word ass, the 'ass' sisters belayed their braying. However, Safia still refused to push the cart of food burdened with the formerly Stay Puft (but still behemoth) man toward his domicile.
He requested, "I have finished the furnished kebob, might I have another?"
Safia once again brayed, "No! You may not because you are too fat already!"
Naomi glared at her sister, handed the behemoth man a kebob and stated, "Yes master, you may eat as many kebobs as you like."
He massaged his mobile mass of muscular tissue covered with mucous membrane located in his oral cavity over his obscenely gross digits and remarked, "I do like this mode of transportation. Perhaps I need to purchase something similar to this or even have a kebob cart added to my limousine?"
Safia started to bray but I grabbed her and ordered, "Young girl, we have had quite enough of your braying! If you continue to vocalize like an ass then you will also endeavor like one."
I placed her hands against the cart but she snatched them away and counter-brayed, "I will not push this cart!"
I giggled at the ensuing performance completed by Ira...
We were both fatigued by the constant braying. Mira attempted to force Safia to push the cart of food. Safia refused so I extracted my gun of stun, placed it behind her and activated the button. Sparks flew from it with resounding snaps. Safia turned in preparation of retaliation. I simply smiled and threatened, "Perform the role of an ass or prepare your ass for an electric assault!"
Safia complied while Mira and I partook of a well-deserved rest...
I do not understand why the twins are being so mean to me! Can't they see how terrible Naomi's master is? Instead they seem to have taken the side of my sister and him! He is ... He is ... He is ... A gross old fat man and I hate the idea that we are going to his house. But I do not dislike his house as much as I hate the fact that I am being forced to push his fat ass like an ass of burden.
The road started slightly downhill and I got an idea...
Pushing my master and serving him kebobs was fun. It was good to see him enjoying himself after the terrible ordeal he had been through. I could not believe my sister talked the two twin girls into turning my master in an ass, forcing him to pull the cart and then torturing him for the address to his house. I am not sure I can ever forgive her. The worst was when they left him in the street and the terrible men did unspeakable things to him. The girls were obviously deceived by Safia's lies but I am thankful they brought her to me since now we can finally get her off the street and back on her medicine.
The cart got easier to push because it started down a small hill, then Safia pushed like crazy. The kebob cart accelerated at a tremendous rate! I held on to it, tried to stop it however I couldn't...
Safia had performed the act of a most belligerent ass! The terrain sloped downward and Safia applied all her mass to the cart of food. It accelerated at a tremendous rate due to the extreme mass of the behemoth man. Her sister Naomi attempted to halt the acceleration of the cart of food without success and was being swept away with the cart. Safia brayed with laughter, Ira ran up and applied the gun of stun to Safia's derriere which unfortunately rendered her ass unconscious. I pursued the cart of food, however my ass was grass because it traversed at a greater velocity than I could muster...
My sister Mirinka foolishly attempted to capture the cart of food, which was impossible because of its great velocity. I rendered Safia's ass unconscious, tossed her over my shoulder and dashed after my sister and the errant cart of food. I contemplated our association with Safia and realized she had duped both of us! It's not nice to dupe us and when we regained control of the cart of food, Safia would realize the benefits of her poor judgment...
My poor master was being jostled about in a terrible manner by the speeding cart of food. I kept my hold on the cart even though it dragged me across the road and took the skin off my knees. Finally the road changed, the food cart slowed and my master laughed, "Now that was fun! I need to thank your sister for that enjoyable ride."
The twins ran up, one of them carrying Safia. I questioned, "What happened to Safia."
The twin stated, "I applied the gun of stun to her ass..."
The other twin finished, " ... which rendered her ass unconscious."
Then they started doing something unusual to my sister...
I woke up and what the hell! I was tied to the cart of food like an ass! I tried to talk but someone had covered my mouth with tape. Mira explained to me, "Safia, you were a very belligerent little ass and caused injury to your sister. We have decided you should personally experience some of the events which you regarded with great mirth when they happened to the formerly Stay Puft (but still behemoth) man."
Ira added, "Yes, you are now the cart of food ass and need to perform your duty in a proper manner. If you ass this up, I have the gun of stun taped to your ass..."
Mira finished, " ... and we will not hesitate to use it."
The evil man stated, "Oh goodie, she can feel what I felt." Then he ordered, "Pull the cart, little ass."
Tears trickled down my cheeks as I began to pull the cart. It was even worse when little children came out and teased me. One of them threw a stone at me but thank God Mira caught it and threw it back at the little street boy. I tried to laugh when it knocked his ass out, but the tape kept me from it. Will this ordeal never end?
I finally heard, "Ass, you may stop here as this is my house..."
While Safia performed admirably as the ass for the cart of food, I had a long discussion with her sister Naomi who enlightened me on Safia's conditions. We arrived at the behemoth man's domicile, he commanded her to stop and I requested, "Ira, please make sure our little Safia ass does not escape. Her sister informed me she has a slight mental disturbance which requires attention. I will assist Naomi in the translocation of the behemoth man into his domicile."
Ira kept the Safia ass bound and disconnected her from the cart of food. Then they walked toward the domicile while Naomi and I assisted the behemoth man from where he was ensconced in the cart of food. With much trouble he regained his feet, then he declared, "That was a most pleasant trip, thank you young lady for your assistance. Now will you please join us in our home?"
We translocated to his domicile and I was shocked: It looked like a palace! I could understand how Naomi loved this place after living on the street. My sister Ira arrived and stated, "Safia has been secured to a bed in an extra room."
The behemoth man ordered, "Naomi, please call the doctor to tend to our wounds."
Naomi left and I asked, "Sir, might you have a computer which we could use."
He answered, "Of course, you may use Naomi's."
We followed him to a very nice business office where he pointed to a large desk and stated, "That's Naomi's desk with her computer on it. I will send her in with the required password."
Ira questioned, "Just what role does Naomi serve for you?"
The behemoth man positively gushed, "Oh my! I guess you don't know. She does everything for me from managing my many businesses to cooking for me. I really couldn't live without her."
Ira gave me a questioning look, the behemoth man left the room and I informed Ira of the factoids Naomi presented me.
Naomi came in and apologized, "Sorry girls but I had to get the doctor to look at Safia and my master and then drew a bath for him. He really can't do anything for himself."
She logged us into her computer, we safely connected to our network and read Masha's irate email to us. Ira smiled and stated, "I perceive we can develop an appropriate response to this defecation of bull..."
Flashback – Masha – At the apartment
Jack and I had a wonderful afternoon and I guess I wore him out because he was now sleeping. The computer dinged, which announced and incoming e-mail. I slowly and carefully extricated myself from Jack's limbs, slipped on a robe and went to the computer. I checked and finally received a reply from the twins. I opened it and loudly swore, "Tвойу мат!"
Jack woke up and questioned, "Masha what's wrong."
I smiled at him and stated, "Sorry my Jack, it's just problems at work. Go back to sleep."
He questioned, "Will you be coming back to bed soon?"
I stated, "Yes my love, but first I need to deal with this and then make us some dinner."
I was incensed! Never before had the twins dared to address anyone in this manner. Their e-mail said:
"Masha,
Your previous correspondence with us was totally assed up and we question how much of an ass (and we do not mean donkey) you are! Yes we did terminate the Mossad headquarters, which we perceive was totally justified, because they freely distributed the attached movie on the internet. However, because of the aforementioned movie, our mission is now not complete and we will not exfiltrate Israel until we have completed our new primary mission which is to teach the Mossad many more grave lessons.
If you do not like this you can shove it up your ass – sideways until it rips you a new asshole and then further kiss our asses. We are going to kick more Mossad ass because that is what we do, we kick ass. Do not bother to send your assed up minions here to forcefully remove us from Israel unless you want us to kick their asses too!
So stop being an ass (and we do not mean donkey) and support us. Otherwise we will kick your ass when we do decide to exfiltrate Israel!
M&I"
Tвойу мат! Where and when did those two learn to swear? I opened the video discovering it was of Irina. She was nude and tied to a table while the Mossad men paraded around and threatened her - they were also in the nude. She displayed some degree of fear which was uncharacteristic for her.
I did a quick internet search and wasn't surprised when I found the video had already been uploaded to many pornographic sites. No wonder Irina and Miranda were upset! However I was still certain this didn't justify the destruction they had already heaped upon the Mossad.
I sent a message to the relief team instructing them to return because I wasn't going to have them directly confront the twins (because the twins would probably fulfill their threat and 'kick their asses'). I sent a less angry e-mail to the twins and told them I still didn't feel they were justified in what they did and planned to continue to do. I also threatened if they didn't return immediately, then we would not provide further assistance to them...
Flashback – Tatiana – At the hospital
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IncestAfterwards, I came back inside and went looking for Iva. Time to end this. As it turned out, my aunt was coming down the stairs into the living room just as I walked in from the kitchen. She wore six inch black stilettos, red fishnet thigh-highs attached to a black satin garter, and a black and red corset that did wonderful things with her big breasts. Yup. It had been unfair of me to think Mel's outfit was over the top last night. This getup my aunt wore now was no less absurd. But even so, my...
IncestTo my great disappointment, Mom shot me down when I made a pass at her. At first, I'd thought that maybe I'd slipped up and laid too heavy a veil over her memories, and had a miniature panic attack as I wondered how she'd react to her son trying to talk her into having sex with him if she really, truly believed we were a normal family. But when she told me I would just have to wait until later, because she was planning to give me a very special gift for Christmas this year, I calmed down. As...
IncestMy head ached something fierce the nextmorning. It took me a long time to get out of bed, and even longer to shower. It was almost noon when I came out into the sitting room. Mom was in the kitchenette, fixing soup and sandwiches. Only it wasn't Mom. It was the sex kitten my brothers and I had ravaged last night. She wore a gray silk negligee that didn't cover more than a fraction of her huge ass. That beautiful work of art jiggled about as she shuffled around the kitchen. I drew a deep breath...
IncestThe next few days were torture. I knew what was coming, but I had no idea when. And because I wasn't supposed to know, I couldn't ask.Dom probably would, were he in my shoes. He'd be confident that Mom would forgive him for eavesdropping on her and Dad, and he'd almost certainly be right to do so.But then, I wasn't Dom.Part of me wanted to talk to him about it. Ask what Mom was like. But he might have denied it. It would be just like him. You could catch him doing something on tape, and he'd...
IncestDripping with sweat from a longworkout, I headed towards my quarters. As I rounded the corner from the bedroom to the bathroom, I stopped dead in my tracks. Deirdre sat on the lip of my private hot tub. Her many visages all wore very formal garments, though of a great many different types. One wore a business suit. One a silk toga. Several wore traditional dresses. "Uh, hey," I said. "Hello, Frank," she said, uncrossing her legs and standing up. "You here on business?" "No, I'm sneaking around...
IncestAfter a while, we started to run out of steam. Not physically. Nor were we running low on the supernatural energy we swapped back and forth. The total amount of energy we held between the three of us was considerably greater than it had been when we'd started. As I'd hoped. I was somewhat concerned that it might be more of a zero-sum process, but was mostly sure that there had to be surplus value created in the act of making love. However, the law of diminishing returns was a real bitch. We...
IncestThe forces pushing us to mateconstantly seemed to ebb during dinner. There were plenty of awkward glances, but the conversation was completely mundane. We had all spent the day engaging in incest, but it was like that was somehow less worthy of discussion than conversations about movies, music, books, or television shows. And it continued after dinner, when Mom insisted we all watch classic Christmas movies together. Which, at first, I'd thought was a euphemism for holiday-themed porn. But no....
IncestIt was the summer after Toya’s freshman year of college, and it was only the third time she had come home since we had dropped her off last August. It was great to finally be home for more than a few days, she thought. She was attending a big university several hours away, and the only times she’d been able to visit us was for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now, though, she had the entire summer back home in Florida to work on her tan, relax, and spend time with her family. She had really missed...
I looked up from my computer screen asTara, the Executive Manager, walked by. Suddenly, filing tax returns was the farthest thing from my mind. She wore a khaki skirt that, despite reaching almost to her knees and in that sense being nominally professional, also tightly hugged her hips and round ass. Her black blouse had only one button open, but was also absurdly tight. It did nothing to hide the way her full breasts bounced as she walked. Jack, the one attorney on the payroll, looked over at...
IncestWith a high-pitched laugh, my fiance, slammed her hand against the door to our apartment, preventing me from closing it. "You jerk! You really aren't kidding." I shrugged. "Did I say something to give the impression that I was?" "Oh, right, because it's not like every other word that's ever come out of your mouth, since the day I met you, was dripping with sarcasm," she said. As she did, she slid back into the doorway and wrapped her arms around my neck. My hands encircled her ridiculously...
IncestSure enough, it had been Brianna whohad prevailed. The ceremony began with a parade. We marched a mile through the bucolic countryside into the royal palace. A very brief ceremony in the throne room followed. Predictably enough, the ceremony quickly devolved into a giant orgy. Every guy in the hall had a turn with Brianna before she donned the crown. That included not just the five men to which she was related, but the cousins from my father's side, and many others besides. Some of these other...
IncestJack looked at me knowingly when Istrolled in, more than an hour late."Shut up, man," I said. Though he hadn't actually said anything."You look like you could use a coffee," he said.I shrugged. "Sure."We left the office building and went next door. After grabbing our coffees, we stood outside with them. It was raining out, so no one else was likely to join us."Heard about your little adventure last night. Good for you.""Yeah, I guess. How did you hear-"Jack waved the comment away before I could...
IncestI wasn't sure what to do. Wait untilBrianna ended that illusion, dream, or whatever it was? And then try to stop her from doing whatever she planned to do with all that power? Perhaps that was a perfectly good plan. But I suddenly realized I had another option. Super-charged as I was, I could do what Brianna had just done. I could open up a self-contained fantasy world, and transport us all there. A world in which I would be a step ahead of everyone else in figuring out the rules. Never-mind a...
IncestMiss Brat is like a boss. I correct it, she is not “like”, she is indeed a boss. Really, she is always dominating someone somewhere, she is just a natural born mistress. When she allows some cheater to participate in her sex games, things usually become much more serious, aggressive and edgy. Her new toy and I am not talking about some sex toy that you can get at a sex shop, I am talking about a guy that will be her own private sex and abuse toy. Her newest toy is her cheating neighbor. The guy...