My name is Candy, when I was nine and my sister Joy was seven my parents bought a new home. It was a 20-year-old McMansion sitting on 20 acres of land in the middle of nowhere. Apparently the previous owners died in a car accident and my daddy bought it cheap at an estate sale.

It was still furnished when we moved in and it was fun going through all of the boxes, figuring out what my parents wanted to keep and get rid of. My sister and I were going through some boxes in the basement when we found something interesting. There was a box full of toys, only they were adult toys. My sister didn't have a clue what they were, but I've seen some sex stuff online before so I knew what it was.

"What's this?" Said my naïve sister holding a whip with a whole bunch of leather tassels.

"That's for spanking bad girls like you." I said pulling the whip out of her hand. I've been bossy towards my sister as long as I can remember. She never seemed to mind. I heard my mother nearby so I quickly grabbed the whip, a small vibrator and a magazine. Joy and I ran up to my room to play with the new toys.

"See I told you." I said pointing to the picture of the man spanking the woman with the same whip that we now possess.

I told Joy the vibrator was to make her tootie feel good. She rubbed it on her tootie button while I looked through the magazine, she's so silly.

"It needs batteries stupid." I said grabbing the vibrator from her. I fumbled around in a drawer and found what I was looking for. "There, now try." I said giving it back to her. It took her a second to figure out how to turn it on. When it started vibrating in her hands she dropped it on the bed startled.

"You're such a wussy." I said picking up the vibrator. As I moved toward her, she slowly inched away from me with a smile on her face. It was a game we played where I often held her down and tickled her with no mercy. As soon as I touched the vibrator to her love button she stopped moving and spread her legs, pressing her pussy into the vibrator harder. She gave me a pleading look; a don't stop, pleading look. I have been masturbating for a year and I knew what Joy was feeling. I kept that vibrator mashed against her clitoris until she shook with her first orgasm. Her orgasm was so much more powerful than anything I had up to that point. It turned me on knowing that it was me that gave it to her.

We experimented with sex all the time after that first experience together. We used the magazine as our guide. It turns out Joy is a natural submissive and I seem to like the dominant role. It wasn't long after Joy's first orgasm that she asked for the whip. She seems to really enjoy a good spanking right before I get her off with the vibrator. I tried it a couple of times, it was okay I guess, but Joy really gets off on it.

I tied her up all the time and teased her, she loves it. Bringing her to the edge of orgasm and making her beg me is what I crave. I make her eat my pussy all the time, but I only lick her cunt her as a reward. We were getting bored with our two toys and tried to mix it up a little. We went back down to the basement many times trying to find new toys to play with, but they were all gone, I guess mom and dad got rid of all the kinky toys that the previous owners left.

Then all of a sudden everything changed for both of us. When I was 10 and Joy just turned eight we found the hidden room that would change our lives forever.

One day Joy and I were in the basement playing in the corner near the foundation wall. I had her tied up with some rope we found. I had her hands tied in front so she could play with her pussy and her ankles tied together. I was about to begin spanking her ass with an old leather belt that I found when I suggested she check herself out in the mirror, that was in the corner. It was an old oblong shaped mirror that had its own pedestal.

Joy had to hop toward the mirror since her ankles were tied, it was funny watching her uncoordinated hopping. As she got closer she lost her balance. She held out her tied hands to brace her fall and hit the bottom of the mirror. The mirror swung around violently slamming into the concrete wall and shattering everywhere.

Fun and games were over, I released Joy from her bonds and we started cleaning up the broken mirror. I was looking around making sure we had it all cleaned up to my satisfaction.

The mirror was here when we moved in and mom didn't seem to care about it, so I didn't think I had to mention this little accident to my mother.

Then I noticed a little piece of mirror lodged in this little void where the two walls met in a 90° angle. You would never be able to see what you could now without that broken mirror being there. What I saw was a small button with two wires running out the top going up along the wall. My curiosity got the better of me; of course, with a little apprehension I reached around behind the cobweb infested wall. I moved my hand down along the wires until I found the button.

"Hey Joy, I think I found something." I said to Joy who had her back turned cleaning the last little bits of broken mirror. I pushed the button and an entire section of the foundation wall moved back 15 inches or so and then rolled to the right, behind the wall. The slight noise had caused Joy to turn around. Suddenly we were both looking into this dark chasm that I created.

"Don't move, I know where daddy keeps a flashlight, I'll be right back." I said to Joy who stood there with her mouth gaping open as I ran out of the room. I came back with flashlight in hand and Joy was reaching in to the dark room as if looking for a light switch; she must've found one. As soon as I got next to her the lights came on. The room was huge, as big as the six car garage above it.

At this time I must say when Joy and I first found that dirty magazine one year ago it made me think what kind of people owned this house before us. Would they be dominant and submissive like Joy and I are; now I know.

The room was a dungeon, and a pretty elaborate one. Ever since finding the magazine, Joy and I spent a lot of time on the Internet so we knew what dungeon looked like. Joy immediately zeroed in on a rack full of whips. I on the other hand was worried about our parents finding out. I certainly didn't want them finding my new favorite place.

I found a series of switches and knobs next to the door. A panel of light switches with what looked like a dimmer knob. There was a big round wheel on the back of the concrete slab door, I wondered if this was how you closed the door. There was another switch next to all the others, it had a red button and a green button. I pushed the green button, nothing happened. I push the red button and the door began to close. I noticed the wheel on the back of the door began to spin, it must be an emergency way in and out, I thought.

There were two small monitors next to a big TV on a rolling platform in the corner. There was a small comfortable looking couch and a small coffee table with a couple of remote controls on it. I knew the remotes would have dead batteries so I manually started turning everything on.

"Hey Candy look what I found." Interrupted Joy, showing me two big dildos she pulled out of the drawer underneath the rack of whips. I nodded my head and smiled thinking how fun it was going to be to stuff those dildos in her holes.

I noticed a cabinet in the corner, when I opened it I got a big surprise. Hundreds of DVDs, none of them labeled except with dates. They seem to be in order as well. By this time the blue screen of the TV was on. I grabbed the first DVD, the date made it 15 years old.

I noticed the monitors had warmed up and were now on. There must be a hidden camera in the garage. The other monitor showed our long driveway. This was perfect I thought, we would be able to see our parents coming, giving me time to untie Joy from whatever screwed up position I decide to have her in and get out of there.

I put the DVD in the machine and waited with great anticipation. The screen came to life in this very dungeon. I looked around and thought in one of these drawers or cabinets there must be camera equipment.

A handsome man of about 35 with dark hair moves toward a young girl in her early 20s. She is strapped in to the X that I see at the end of the room. He carries the same whip that I have been using on Joy for the last year.

I turn up the sound because I want to hear her moan. When Joy hears this she comes running from the other end of the room; where she just happened to be looking at the X that the young girl is strapped to. We watch the young girl whiped for a minute before Joy comments.

"She looks like she's used to it to."

"What do you mean, used to it; to."

"It only really hurt that first time, after that I got used to it. And now, it just sort of gets my pussy warmed up. Joy said casually staring at the TV.

The dark stranger on the DVD, sets aside the whip that is apparently for beginners and picks up a thin bamboo reed. He brings it down swiftly on her stomach causing her to yelp. Then she does something unexpected and thanks him. oh I like that, I thought.

"Go get me that whip and bring it back here." I demanded pointing to the rack of whips on the wall. Joy ran excited to the wall. She returned quickly and handed me the whip.

"Lift your shirt." I demanded and Joy did so enthusiastically. I landed one hard blow across her stomach. She screamed and keeled over. For a second I thought I actually hurt her, until she sprawled out on the floor with her fingers rubbing her clitoris extra hard. She orgasmed within seconds, and it was powerful.

As soon as Joy comes down from her massive orgasm she begins pleading. "Do it again, do it again."

"Say, thank you." I demanded.

"Thank you, thank you, please do it again. Joy said holding her hands on the small welt forming on her stomach.

"Move your hands."

Joy moved her hands instantly. With a big smile on her face she looked up at me with begging anticipation. I brought the whip down a little harder this time. Again, Joy's hand goes straight to her clitoris and rubs it hard and fast. She has another intense orgasm.

"Again... I mean... thank you, do it again please." Joy was in a daze, just going through the orgasmic motions. I probably could have beat her senseless and she would've kept begging for more.

"No, two is enough. If mom sees those whip marks they'll be hard enough to explain." I said as I walked across the large room to return the whip to its place on the rack.

"Mom won't know, see." Joy said as she stood up dropping her T-shirt back in place.

"That's enough for today, mom is home right now we have to be careful. Let's go upstairs and devise a plan so we can enjoy this place without mom and dad finding out." I said probably not convincing my pain loving sister that we needed to think first.

For the next two years we treaded lightly. Mom would only leave us alone long enough to go to the store. That didn't leave us a lot of time to have fun in our new play room.

I was sneaking DVDs back to my room most nights. I was learning how to be a good mistress and train a slave right. The couple in the videos must be the married couple that was killed in a car crash.

She was young and unmarked in the first few dozen videos. As time went on the young slut in the video begged for brandings and tattoos. When I saw the first of the branding videos, I was intrigued. She had a small tasteful branding of the word SLUT in the bottom of her left areola. The young slut seem to love every minute of her torture, she screamed for him to do it again, but he didn't. I realized being a good master or mistress meant understanding your slave and not letting them go past their limits. Once a slave is in the heat of passion they don't know their own limitations and can take it too far. I noticed this with Joy, I have her tied up on the rack smacking her flat chest while pressing a vibrator to her clitoris only to have the red light start flashing, warning me mom was half way up the driveway. She would beg me to keep going seemingly oblivious to the fact we were going to get caught.

Too many times I would usher Joy to her bedroom so she could finish getting herself off while I would meet mom at the garage and help her with the groceries, trying to distract her from Joy's loud orgasms. One time I ran upstairs and could clearly hear Joy smacking herself with a belt. When I opened the un-locked door to Joy's bedroom, she was smacking her clitoris with a belt folded in two, making the noise that much louder. It was hot, but it was stupid.

When I was 12 and Joy was 10 we got our big break to have two full days by ourselves. Our grandmother on my moms side got really sick all of the sudden and mom wanted dad to be with her but didn't think it was a good idea to take us. I think grandma was dying and they didn't know how to tell us. It was pretty easy convincing my distraught mother that I was mature enough to handle them being gone for two days.

The next day they left early for the airport. Joy was anxious to get down to the dungeon and start playing. I made her wait until we knew they were on the plane.

When we entered the dudgeon it felt like Christmas. Two whole days to torture Joy in ways I have been planning for years.

First I shoved a thick vibrating dildo deep into Joy's cunt. Then I made her wear tight rubber panties with the built-in crotch belt to keep the dildo in place. I knew she wouldn't be much help placing her in a near orgasmic state, but it would be fun watching her squirm.

For two years I've been wanting to try the cage but knew I needed time to set it up. The first couple weeks after finding the dungeon we did an inventory of all the toys there were to play with. This cage stacked in the corner intrigued me so I went online to see what it was. It was made up of strong steel lattice. There were two squares of lattice 10' x 10'. The lattice was tightly woven with 1 inch diameter holes. On the floor in front of the lattice were 25 metal pipes 7 feet long. There diameter was just big enough to fit between the lattice. Along with the box of metal clamps and bungee cord I had everything I needed.

Joy was able to help me long enough to run four of the metal pipes through each corner of the lattice creating a square structure. With the clamps in place it was rigid enough to start having fun with Joy.

"Get over here slut, stand in the middle and reach your hands up as high as you can so I can see how to run the first pipe. While I'm doing this put on those leather belts." I told Joy as I ran the first of many pipes that was going to hold my little slave.

There were five belts, two for the wrists, two for the ankles, and one for the waste. Each belt had quick release hooks that were made to latch onto the metal pipes.

I stood on a small stool and helped Joy latch herself to the pipe above her head. Once she couldn't move I stood back to admire my handiwork so far. She was standing on her tippy toes with her arms stretched out above her attached to the pipe. I decided to suspend her in midair, with her back arched, legs spread open.

First I stripped her of her rubber panties and the dildo they were keeping in place. Joy moaned at the loss of the dildo. Next I had her stand on a stool putting her ass at eye level. I ran another pipe pinning her waist in place. When I removed the stool Joy's legs were dangling in place. With a few more strategically placed pipes her ass was spread nicely right in front of me.

I picked up a vibrating wand and a wand that emits electric shock. Whenever I tied Joy to the X she always moved around too much. The cage will keep her perfectly still so I can torment her the right way.

First I grind the vibrator into her clitoris, then I give her a shock on her up turned ass. Her ass suddenly jerks with too much movement for my taste. A few more pipes placed in the right places should keep her ass from moving any more. I am tired of holding the vibrator on her clitoris so I strapped the industrial-strength vibrator to her clitoris and break out a couple of whips.

For the next half hour I experiment with different whips on her unflinching ass.

"Thank you Mistress, please do it again. Just one more cum, please." Joy mumbles, lost in orgasmic Candyland.

"Okay my little bitch, but this time I want your nipples." I said to Joy hearing her moan. Her moan is probably equal in wanting it; as not. The pain in her ass subsides quickly but the ache in her nipples might last day's.

The way she was bent over I thought a couple of nipple clamps with some weight hanging off the ends would be nice.

"Look what I've got for you slut." I said, showing Joy the angry looking nipple clamps with a half pound weights attached.

"Can't you just beat my ass some more?" Joy said whimpering.

"I guess were done then." I said walking away.

"No, wait, please?"

"Please what."

"Please give me the nipple clamps?"

"Please who."

"Please Mistress give me the nipple clamps." Joy was not questioning if she wanted the clamps anymore. I am more and more convinced Joy is a true pain slut.

"You're not convincing me that you really want these nipple clamps. Maybe you've had enough for today." I slowly start backing away to Joy's widening eyes.

"No wait please, I'm a pain slut, I need those nipple clamps. Please Candy, I mean please Mistress Candy, please pinch my nipples with those clamps. Beat my ass, fist fuck me, please." The pain slut begged.

Joy's nipples were already hard with anticipation. The clamps went on easy and when I released the weight her nipples stretched from her flat chest nicely.

"Oh yes, thank you Mistress Candy." Joy moaned as another mind blowing orgasm hit her. I noticed her chest bouncing, stretching her nipples even more. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she started licking her lips with a loud moan; like she usually does when she's having a mind altering orgasm. I picked up the bamboo whip and begin smacking her ass causing her orgasm to intensify. She eventually passed out.

I've only made her pass out from orgasm overload once before. Because I know recovery time is so long I didn't think it was a good idea with mom so close. But with 48 hours to play I figure we have plenty of time to recover.

I removed Joy from the cage and laid her on the leather couch nearby. While she recovered I walked to the drawer full of dildos. I picked three, each one larger than the next and cleaned them in the dungeons fully equipped bathroom.

By the time I returned to Joy, she was sitting up on the couch, squeezing her sore nipples with one hand while rubbing her clitoris with the other. She licked her lips when I pushed a cart close to her. The three large dildos on top, along with ropes, clamps and a tub of lube.

"Those look bigger than the biggest one I've ever had in my pussy."

"Wrong, this is the biggest one you ever had your pussy." I said, showing Joy the smallest of the three dildos.

I quickly tied her ankles to the upper back of the sofa and her waist to the lower back in between the cushion. Every piece of furniture in this room is made for BD/SM so it was easy to tie Joy up.

"Okay, now I'm going to leave your hands free, but you better do everything I say." I said with a stern look and a finger pointing at her face.

"I will, I will I promise."

Yeah I've heard that before. I reached for the smallest dildo jammed it into the tub of pussy lube. I showed Joy the 8 inch long 2 inch wide monster that her pussy loves so much.

"You can pinch your nipples if you want to. But don't use your fingernails!" I screamed. I hate when she draws blood.

I pushed the toy slowly into Joy's pussy. Her cunt swallowed it nicely and she began to moan. I didn't wait for her pussy to get used to it and started slamming that soaking wet dildo in and out of her loosening fuck hole.

"Oh yes, harder, harder!" Joy screamed while pinching her nipples hard.

"You better ask me right." I said at the same time slowing my pace with the dildo onslaught.

"Please fuck me Mistress, please."

I picked up speed satisfied with her begging attempt.

I stopped fucking her pussy before she came and grabbed the next biggest dildo. Joy had never loosened her pussy enough to take this monster. But with the slamming her fuck hole just got I was confident she could do it. This monster was softer than the first one but it was 3 inches wide at the head. Once it was lubed and I was pushing it against her pussy I was surprised how easily it went in.

I got into a good rhythm and picked up a small acupuncture needle off of the cart. I stuck the needle in Joy's ass watching her jump against her bonds. Fucking this heavy dildo into this slut with one hand was tiring.

"Okay slut, grab this thing and fuck yourself while I play with your ass.

We kept a slow rhythm while I stuck a few more needles in her ass. After I got bored with the needles I put on a couple of surgical gloves and lubed up. Joy began ramming the large dildo faster into her 10-year-old cunt when she saw I was getting ready to play with her ass hole.

Joy has a pretty loose ass hole but I've never been able to get my whole fist in their. I decided before the 48 hours is up I will fist fuck Joy's ass.

"I think we have enough time to loosen that ass to finally take my fist, what do you think slut?" I said to Joy who was ramming that big dildo faster than ever.

"Fuck yeah Mistress, fist fuck my ass just like you do my pussy."

I quickly stopped Joy from pounding her pussy into oblivion. She was a little upset that I stopped her from busting a nut, she perked up with a big smile when I moved my lubed hands toward her fuck holes. I plunged my right hand deep in her pussy. I pulled it out and plunged my left hand. Back and forth I went left and right, punch fucking her big pussy. My hands are small so this feat wouldn't be that impressive with a woman. The fact that Joy is a small 10-year-old, 4 foot 5, 65 pound little girl is very impressive.

With one hand buried in my sisters big pussy I began fingering her tight ass. I would pull it from side to side stretching it open. Soon two fingers were deeply buried.

I couldn't help but stare at the huge dildo on the cart. The black thing was 14 inches long and 15 inches around at the suction cup base. It slowly tapered in to 11 1/2 inches under the head. The base was made of hard rubber but the head was made of the same soft rubber that the previous dildo was. The head tapered out to just over 12 inches around; I know I measured it.

I pulled my fingers out of Joy's clean ass and plunged them in next to the fist that was already in her pussy. I had to push a little bit but I finally got both of my hands in her amazing pussy. Her pussy better be able to take both of my hands if it has any chance of taking the dildo I name Gargantua.

A few more deep in and out thrusts with my fists and I think this slut is ready. First I reached into the tub of lube and smeared gobs of the stuff all over her red puffy pussy.

Gargantua was heavy when I lifted him off the cart. Joy was breathing heavy in anticipation. I placed the huge head on her loosened cunt hole and pushed. Again I was surprised when I didn't have to push that hard before the soft head disappeared in her huge hole. I kept pushing until another 5 inches was buried. I grabbed the cloth tape measure from the top of the cart and quickly measured circumference. Joy had taken 6 inches deep and 12 inches around of the massive toy, this was going to be fun.

The big dildo had screw holes at the base so hooks could be attached. I quickly reached for three hooks and a handful of bungees; I came prepared.

With eye hooks in place I started pulling the bungee cords to the back of the couch. They wouldn't quite reach, the dildo had to go deeper. I leaned into the dildo pushing it deeper into Joy's big pussy. She moaned with lust. I finally had the dildo hooked onto the back of the couch. I stepped back to take a look at my handiwork. Joy's legs strapped behind her, wide apart next to her head her crotch wide open with the giant dildo tightly bungee corded in place. Any movement on her part pushed the dildo deeper.

I went back to work on her ass, which was much tighter with the huge dildo stretching her pussy. Her ass was a stretched wide narrow slit I could barely get my finger inside. I finally wiggled a finger inside and pulled her sphincter. I could actually feel it stretching on my finger. I got another finger and then pulled with both hands. Soon I had two fingers from each hand and was pulling really hard. I was pulling this way and that, stuffing more fingers inside her tight ass. I was using all my strength to stretch that ass. After a half-hour of pulling her ass hole apart I thought she might be ready for that ass fisting I'd promised her.

There was no way I was getting a fist in her ass with that giant dildo pressing so tightly against it. Before I released the dildo from Joy's pussy I leaned into it with all my weight trying to push it a little further, she moaned.

Joy was using her knuckles to mash her clitoris against the thick rubber invader that felt so great stretching her apart. She moved her hips what little she could which moved the thick rubber dildo inside her, loosening pussy.

I leaned on the back of the dildo one more time and began unlatching the bungees from in between the cushions of the bondage couch. I pulled the dildo slowly from her red and used pussy hole. Her young 10 year old pussy looked like it had just fucked 100 big cocks.

With my freshly lubed hands I plunged them into her huge fuck hole. They went and with little resistance. Gargantua had definitely opened up my sisters sweet pussy. I pulled one of my hands out of her giant cunt to see how ready her ass was. I had all four fingers deep in her ass but couldn't quite get my thumb inside. Once I pulled the fist out of her pussy I was able to get my thumb past her sphincter. Once I had my fist deeply embedded in her ass, getting my other fist back in her pussy was easy.

"Check it out slut, double fist fucking." I said to Joy who was already in orgasm overload. Her mouth was wide open, her eyes rolled back in her head and she was mashing her clit against my wrist. She was a nympho slut that couldn't get enough abuse. I relished in the fact that I controlled her. Whatever depraved act I wanted her to do, she would do without question.

When the orgasms weren't coming as intense, I decided it was time to stop for the night. I started to untie her from the bondage couch holding joy in place when she stopped me.

"No stop, leave me tied up, like we always talked about. With mom and dad gone this is the perfect time." Joy begged me loving the suffering she must be feeling.

I know how much she likes to be immobile when we play. I was a little worried about bruises that might be visible when mom and dad came home. Oh what the hell, this is just too much fun.

"Okay you little slut, but we are going to do it my way." I said to my helpless sister watching a smile cross her face.

A few minutes later I had Gargantua tied back in her giant cunt. I had electrodes connected to her breasts and clitoris. We had only use this device a couple of times before but I knew Joy really liked it. It was a box that you plugged into the wall, it had two dials, one for intensity and the other for duration. I set it to give her a mild jolt every couple of minutes. I also tied her hands so she could not move.

I moved the TV in front of her so she could watch DVD's of the original slave this dungeon was built for in her own anguish. I knew the jolt of electricity would not be enough to bring her off, but it would drive her crazy.

I went upstairs to get something to eat. I made sure to set up a baby monitor so I can hear all of Joy's moans. Sure enough like clockwork, every 2 min. I could hear Joy moan to a building climax only to be denied by the timer. I relished in the fact she would beg me to give her an orgasm when she saw me next.

It was an hour later, I had finished eating and was trying to watch TV. But my concentration was on the baby monitor. By this time Joy was begging for an orgasm. She didn't know the baby monitor was there, so she wasn't begging me. It's as if she was begging the cruel box attached to her body. The electrical jolt would get her juices flowing just enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm just to deny her. When she started crying I decided it was time to give her what she wanted.

As soon as she heard me enter the dungeon she begged.

"Please mistress Candy make me cum, please." Begged Joy as I knew she would.

"Okay slut, you can cum when I do." I sneered.

I folded the back of the couch flat so I could straddle my sisters tied body. I placed my dripping pussy on her waiting tongue. Grinding my clitoris on her expert mouth is one of my favorite things.

I turned up the intensity of the electricity flowing through her body. I grabbed the base of the huge dildo embedded in her pussy and moved it back and forth. She suddenly jerked with an intense orgasm. The whole couch she was attached to shook violently.

"Thank you Mistress Candy, please do it again, I need it again." Joy pleaded.

"You know what you have to do to deserve another orgasm from me slut." I didn't even get the sentence out before I could feel my slut sisters tongue going crazy on my pussy.

I let her suck my pussy so good for a minute or two, then I would reward her by cranking up the intensity of the pussy zapper. When she was in this heightened state her tongue did not have the enthusiasm it did before. As soon as I turned the machine off her mouth would go to work. Her pussy sucking was her way of begging me to turn the machine back on.

"That's it bitch, suck that pussy good, I'm not turning it back on until you do a better job eating my pussy." I threatened. We both loved teasing each other.

She finally passed out from exhaustion. I removed her from her bonds and placed her in the Jacuzzi tub we have in our giant dungeon.

The next day Joy wanted to play some more but I told her she needed to recover before mom and dad got home. we took it a little easy the next day. I whipped her a few times, brought her to a few mind numbing orgasms and gave her two good welts across her flat chest with the bamboo rod, nothing too far out.

Epilogue

a year later our lives dramatically changed again. Our parents died in a car accident ironically just like the previous owners. Our parents had plenty of money to take care of us for the rest of our lives. My mother's sister who was just 19 years old and in college nearby would live in the house and be our guardian until I turned 18, as were our parents wishes in there will.

The lawyer explained everything a day after our parents funeral. Tammy, my mother's younger sister was very cool. Once she realized we were capable of taking care of ourselves she wouldn't spend every night at the house. This gave Joy and I a lot of freedom to experiment.

Joy insisted I beat her with harder whips, the kind that left marks. I was happy to and made sure to mark her body when no one would see.

I always wanted to use the branding equipment on Joy, by the time she was 13 she had the first of many. I burned the word SLUT over her shaved and abused pussy.

She had already started having sex with strangers she met downtown. We talked, and agreed we shouldn't fuck around with boys from school, we knew they were too immature to handle how sluttish we had become.

The branding on Joy's pussy had the desired effect with the perverts she would meet outside the adult bookstore. They treated her more roughly when they realized she was a pain slut.

I went with her and became her pimp when she decided to slut around after school. On more than one occasion I had to tazer some pervert who was abusing her to roughly. She loved the beatings they gave her while fucking her, but I didn't want her beaten within an inch of her life. Too many times I brought her home with a fat lip that we had to explain away. If I wasn't here to look after her I have no doubt she would be dead by now.

The End

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Man, I got a perverted mind. Anybody want more of this storyline?