THE VISIT
By V.P. Viddler
"I want you to pay me a visit tonight, Sandy," Bob said.
"Oh Christ no," Sandy said.
"You know how I want you, don't you, Sis?" Bob said.
"Yes," the girl said.
"With the gag," Bob said.
"I know," Sandy said. "You bastard."
"What gag?" Curt said.
"Sandy's panties. Stuffed into her mouth. So she can't disturb anybody when I
make her scream."
"Don't," Sandy said.
"Damn," Curt said. "Wish I could see that."
"Sandy gagged?" Bob said. "Why not? Sandy. Show him."
"What!"
"Show him, Sandy. Take off your panties and put them in your mouth. Just like
you'll do when you visit my room tonight."
"Bob--are you--I can't--"
"Show him, Sandy."
"Bob, please--for god's sake--"
"Show him, Sis. Now. Do it. Or would you like me to invite him to watch it all?"
"Oh Christ. No. Bob. Please."
"I'm waiting, Sandy."
"You filthy son of a bitch," Sandy said, whispering. "All right. Damn you. All
right."
Sandy turned so that she was facing Curt. She didn't look at him. She lifted her
skirt, showing smooth luscious curving legs-- all the way up. Then she pulled
down her panties. Curt gasped. Sandy took her panties off. And then put them in
her mouth. With tears in her eyes. As Curt and Bob looked on, Sandy stuffed the
garment all the way into her mouth, packing it in forcibly, until it was fully
in her mouth, forcing it open.
"Jesus!" Curt said.
"Doesn't she look sexy that way?" Bob said. "Now try to talk, Sandy. Try to
shout for us."
Sandy made a sound, muffled through that cloth gag. Tears slid down her face.
"That's how she'll come to me tonight," Bob said. "And as soon as she comes into
my room Sandy will go down on her knees. Won't you, Sis?"
Crying, Sandy made a muffled affirmative sound.
"Christ," Curt said. "Can I see that?"
"You want to see my sister on her knees, do you?" Bob said.
Sandy turned to him, making sounds, shaking her head.
"Why not, Sis?" Bob said. "Would you rather have him watch you strip for me?"
Frantic negative sounds. Sandy shaking her head strongly.
"Jesus," Curt said. "You make her strip for you? And--oh god--"
"Of course. And she does. And she does anything I want her to do. Isn't that
right, Sis? Anything."
Sandy nodded helplessly, sobbing.
"Show Curt how docilely you go down on your knees for me, Sis," Bob said. "Go
on. I want him to see it. And Curt wants to see you kneeling on the floor. Don't
you, Curt? Curt thinks my proud sexy snobby sister will look just fine that way.
And he's right. Show him, Sandy."
And Sandy in shame and humiliation lowered herself to the floor and knelt. At
first she tried to look into Curt's eyes defiantly; but the lust and triumph in
them made her drop her eyes and bow down her head.
"And now," Bob said, "shall I tell him what I make you do for me? And what I do
to you? Shall I, Sandy?"
Sandy shook her head, crying.
"Would you like to show him?"
The girl tried to cry out, twisting, eyes big with horror.
"Curt," Bob said. "If old Sandy here were your sister, and you had her in a
position like this, and she had to do anything you told her, anything at all
that you could think up, what would you want her to do?"
"I don't think she could do it with that gag in her mouth," Curt said.
"Sandy," Bob said, "take the panties out."
Sandy was staring at him in terror.
"Take them out, Sis."
Sandy slowly shook her head, her body shaking. A sound came through the gag--a
sound that might have been meant as, "No-- please no--please--"
"If you don't take it out," Bob said, "then I'll have to make use of it, won't
I, Sis? Right now. To muffle your screams and howling and yelling as I punish
you. Stand up, Sandy."
A moan from the gagged mouth.
"Stand up right now and take your punishment in front of Curt, or else remove
that gag and do what he wants you to do. Which is it?"
Sandy was making full-throated moaning sounds and sobbing hard as with a shaking
hand she pulled the tightly-packed panties from her mouth, dropping them on the
floor.
"Look at that fine, open, panting, gasping mouth," Bob said. "Just right for
what you want it to do, Curt. And Sandy, if you don't do it well, if Curt
doesn't think it's good enough, I will strip you and bind you and whip you for
him."
"You're going to do that anyway," Sandy said, still sobbing. "Aren't you? I know
you. You're going to strip me for him anyway. No matter what I do. And you're
going to whip me for him too. Aren't you? You filthy pig. You're not satisfied
any more with making me visit you and do what you want. You want to show me off.
You want to make me crawl and hurt me and you want Curt to watch. And you'll let
him do it too. I hate you!"
Bob looked at Curt. "How about that?" Bob said. "Would you like to watch this
crawling crying fine young girl strip for you? Do you want to see her naked? And
do you want to watch Sandy being soundly whipped? Watch that body twisting in
pain and screaming through her panties? And do you want me to make Sandy pay you
a visit and do anything and everything you tell her to do?"
"What do you think?" Curt said.
"You'll do that, won't you, Sandy?" Bob said.
Sandy was crying hard. "Yes," she said. "I will do that. I will do it all. I
don't have any choice, do I?"
"No," Bob said.
"In my house," Curt said, "you can whip her without the gag. Nobody is around.
Sandy can scream all she wants. As loud and as long and as hard as she has to."
"God, that would be nice," Bob said. "Isn't that right, Sandy?"
"I want to whip her too," Curt said. "Can I whip her too?"
"Can he, Sandy?" Bob said, grinning.
Sandy just cried.
"I want an answer, Sis," Bob said.
"Yes," Sandy said. "Yes Yes Yes you can you can of course you can. Whip me as
much as you want. Whip me until I pass out. Whip me until your arm falls off.
Whip me to ribbons. Whip my back and my breasts and my ass and my thighs and my
stomach. And I'll do anything at all for you. I'll crawl for you like a dog.
I'll roll on my back and spread my legs and fuck for you and I'll wrap my legs
around you and I'll squirm and twist and buck and wriggle and arch and writhe
and I'll lick your ass out and I'll kiss your balls and I'll suck your cock
until you come down my throat and I'll swallow it all and I'll--"
"Shut up, you stupid bitch," Bob said. "Stuff those panties back in so you can't
talk any more."
And Sandy did that.
"Now," Bob said. "Stand up and stand right in front of Curt and take off your
blouse and bra and show him your breasts."
And Sandy did that too.
"Now drop that skirt and show him your naked slut's body."
And Sandy did.
"Turn around. All the way around. Slowly, Sis."
And Sandy did.
"Now you can take that gag out again and ask Curt what he wants to do to you
now. Do it."
And Sandy pulled her panties from her mouth again and, choking, said, "Curt,
what do you want to do to me now?"
And Curt said, "I want to whip you until you scream. I want to whip your round
soft luscious breasts. I want you tied down on your back with your legs spread
wide and your hands stretched above your head and your body taut and your
breasts pulled up so that all of them are exposed and vulnerable and I want to
take a thin whippy cane and I want to whip your helpless breasts with it again
and again and again and again, as hard as I can, as you strain frantically
against the ropes and scream and howl and yell and squall, begging and pleading
and crying in agony. And then I want you to beg me to fuck you as hard as I can.
What do you think about that, Sandy?"
"Why," Bob said, "Sandy will pay you a visit tomorrow to carry out that lovely
plan. Won't you, Sis?"
"I will," Sandy said. "I will I will I will oh god help me please I will yes
I'll come to you tomorrow yes I will Christ."
"And now?" Bob said.
"You fuck her," Curt said. "I want to watch you fucking her."
"Sandy," Bob said. "I don't want to do any work tonight. Fuck me."
And Sandy did. She was sitting astride her brother, with his cock inside her and
moving slowly but steadily up and down for a long time.
"Do you want to whip her?" Bob said to Curt. "Whip her across the back as she's
fucking me? That's a lot of fun. Isn't it, Sandy?"
"Please," Sandy said. "Please don't whip me across the back now please I'll suck
you off. Put your cock in my mouth and I'll suck it for you I'll lick it and
kiss it and suck it and take it into my throat I'll do anything please don't
whip me please don't whip me please aaauuuggggghhhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck my ass I'll be
a Sandy sandwich I'll crawl I'll cry oh god don't unh unh unh unh
AAAUUUNNNNNNNNNNGGGGHHHH."
"Pay me a visit," Curt said. "Hands tied. Whip in mouth. On your knees."
"All right. All right. All right. NO..."
