Break that Bitch: Day 2

You and Juliette spent most of what was left of the day pounding away at Ashley's holes, though you only took her vag, as you suspected she would try something to either hurt or disgustingly embarrass you if you tried to claim her ass or mouth. No the first was all about getting Ashley started and tiring her out. Juliette then revealed that she owned a half wrecked fetish **** restraint set that you could reinforce, repair, and improve upon with the materials around the farm.

And it had taken most of the free time you had left, but when you were done you dragged Ashley to your room and began tying her up. Thanks to a watered down dosage of muscle relaxers that your dad had kept for dealing with one of the neighbors Bulls, one that thankfully didn't kill Ashley thanks to your and Juliette's very amateur use of the **** on what was certainly not the intended target of the substance, you were able to do this with only incoherent mumbling and ragged **** breaths from Ashley as your only resistance. So just before bed she was left hanging, arms bent back and at angles where the human body was weakest, held by a mix of metal, leather and ranching ropes. Ashley's legs similarly were left in angles preventing any movement and her head was even **** into a uncomfortable and weakened position with a straw for water placed on her lips just in case she started to dehydrate.

Juliette then shoved vibrators complete with water proofed wall chargers secured with straps into Ashley's cunt and ass and then she dragged you to her room where she then threw herself at you, begging you to treat her roughly, begging you to pin her and dominate and **** her. Lips mash together in blind passion as you take Juliette in every way she can imagine, often screaming in pain while simultaneously begging for more before the pain slowly shifts to an ecstasy that you couldn't imagine actually coming from whatever pose or hold you'd be taking her in. Yet every time your and her lips met she'd only ever beg for more, more of her ass being stuffed while she's hanging off the bed head bouncing against the bed frame as your dick stabs so deep into her guts you swore you saw blood, more of you suffocating her with your dick until she passed out only to slap her awake with self same dick. And each time she'd thank you and kiss you passionately.

(Well Slut? Is this what you wanted?)

[It hurts... It hurts good, feels so good, feel so used, Juliette is losing her... Oh gawd we are losing our minds, b-but I... I, Slut doesn't... Big brother is our fucking master, we love him so much just break us and make us do... S-slut is almost there Slut gets you Juliette this feels so fucking... Yeah make us beg for you! We need to be more malleable for Master James, like those Hentai girls whose bodies change to suit their masters... But... But if Slut does that then will Slut still be Slut or would she become Sla... Oh fuck yeah keep it up feels so good!]

(... O-ok... good, good talk Slut...She, She's just going to go back to working on Host James now. Have fun, commiting identity ****... I guess? Why won't this connection break already?)

By the time Juliette and you are tired enough you flip onto her bed panting for breath as she lays half conscious muttering your praises as she slowly drifts to sleep. And while it takes you a little longer to join your beloved **** in slumber falling asleep with the surprisingly comfortable weight and warmth of her on your chest.

...And then the pain wakes you. You don't know how much time had passed and you can't hear anything other than your own blood pumping and your barely held back scream of agony. You look down, past the entirely **** form of your sister her black hair done in a pony tail, she had called it her 'sex leash', and down towards your waist where you of course can't see anything, can't hear anything.

Then the pain comes again and you throw yourself up, tossing Juliette's **** body towards the floor, not waking until she hit the ground with a loud and painful thud. And you scream. Your crotch is snapping, you can feel it in your hips, everything is shifting, you pelvis it's like something is constantly cracking and breaking inside of it, yet you don't hear anything and don't feel anything besides the unrelenting pain.

"What's wrong?" In a instant after waking Juliette is beside you in a panic while you grunt as another wave of nausea inducing pain springs up from your waist. In fear Juliette steps back from the bed.

"I-I'll call a doctor!" Your sister announces while starting to run naked for your bedroom door.

"No!" (No!) You know it's too late, whatever this is, it has to be part of the Alien pod, perhaps irrefutable proof, perhaps you should call Chad instead. (This is part of the gift, She had to accelerate this part because of Girl, but it'll be over soon and She will let you forget it.) Also if any doctors get involved it will just put your family at risk, especially with that psychopath you have hanging in your room.

"I-it's just, ummm, were oh gad damnnmnn, just male horniness if men have too much sex it hurts as we make more semen, but if you fuck me we can cancel our the pain. Oh fuck' ghhhhhrrrrr...." Juliette's face covered in fear clearly doesn't believe you, but she obeys you anyways. Whimpering at each groan of pain trying to be as gentle with her pussy's ministration and as tender with her kisses as she could be. And you and your sister join like this for another hour late in the night.

*****

Late the next morning you and Juliette both woke up exhausted, no you were almost sure she had stayed up all night trying to comfort you with her breasts, pussy and lips even as you slept. Which made you feel even more guilt as you sent her to drive herself to school without a morning fuck to help keep her urges in check, and without breakfast. But you had needed to dress and rush to work, already late yourself.

As you dressed you pulled up what were your usual pants only for the fitted pair to catch on your hips barely able to get to half way up your butt and certainly not able to button let alone zip the damn fly. But how did this... Does the alien virus make people fat too? You grab a larger pair feeling the too large pants feel baggy on your legs, yet the waist that was always just too wide and required a belt now fit perfectly, just needing your belt for that extra security and professional appearance.

By the time you got there you were suitably late for work, enough that Janice was glaring at you when you arrived. You almost lose your balance as you run into the office, indeed the whole world seems slightly off balance today for some reason. But you reach your desk and start logging in while a irate Janice drops a whole stack of papers in front of you.

"Glad you decided to finally show up, oh and by the way, missed a great chance to earn a couple grand and a date. The pig demanded several cups of coffee while he and Jeffrey were trying to settle account disputes. Those two may end up having to spend the next few weeks dealing with this crisis. From what I hear, the whole domino effect ended up causing some farm equipment to launch a unidentified piece of metal so far and hard it decapitated someone." Janice explained, solving the hereunto unregistered mystery of Eli and Jeffrey's absence this morning.

You yawn before answering. "Well I mean they were going to be working on it all week, but is it worse now?"

Janice nods. "Yeah the owner considered calling your mom back from vacation and fully reimbursing her. But apparently either Eli is slick as hell, or actually fucking good at the job. Still whole things a shit show and we have to pick up ALL the slack."

The rest of the day was a trial for you. The work load was intense, and you felt unusual in your chair. You kept feeling a sensation that was anything but unpleasant, and soon found yourself pressing and rubbing your taint against your chair, the sensation of pleasure unlike anything you had ever felt soon arousing you and forcing you to use the bathroom to 'relieve' yourself.

This nightmare of pleasurable discomfort, exhaustion, and immense workload went on well past the normal buisness hours and you were certainly late in returning home. Something that you felt terrible about since that meant leaving Juliette alone with her ****-best friend.

*****

Once you got home, it was already late and as you expected Juliette was already home. However she was sitting in her car and you could tell she was crying. You rushed to her car and Juliette threw herself into you when you opened her door. "I-I'm sorry...I'm not worthy of you Master, Brother." She wailed into your chest.

"Hey what is this?" You ask in shock.

"I... I messed up and got at trouble at school, a-and I didn't pass that test you helped me get ready for, and I... I couldn't stop myself and I ended up kissing Laura." Juliette makes her sobbing confession, most of which you mentally shrug off.

"What do you mean about Laura?" You ask cautiously.

"She saw Ashley and me making out before and wanted to practice kissing for... For reasons she said she wanted to lose her virginity at prom. So...so she asked me to and I kissed her on the lips, but I know you told me not to." She confessed and you nodded.

"Ok we will address that later. But now, we have a Bitch to break." And with that you begin to lead Juliette back into your house. And soon you return to your room.

Inside Ashley was almost just as you left her, though now she was covered in sweat and panting. And beneath her and running down her ass checks was her excretions, the brown running around the vibrator and pooling beneath her.

"Truly Ashley you're filthy. Do you have no dignity? Just shitting yourself without your master's permission. Juliette you wanted us to keep her, clean up after her." You stare putting on an arrogant air to mock Ashley and hopefully establish your power over the crazed misandrist in her mind as a matter of fact, crushing any thought of rebellion against you.

"Yes Master." Juliette answers moving forward with her tongue out.

"Wait Juliette what do you...oh God, that's dis...oh that's making me want to vomit. Clean it up like a normal person you... Oh fuck toilet." You rush to the bathroom and after a minute of dry heaving and gasping you fortunately don't vomit and soon you have found that Juliette was indeed cleaning the shit and Ashley's butt and thighs with proper tools to do so.

Looking at Ashley's while she tries to smirk at you, each time Juliette touches her with a cleaning rag you see her embarrassed expression shine through. You smirk at your would be killer and reach down tweeking her nipple before tugging on it. "It must be so shameful, you can't even hold your shit until your master gives you permission, and now sweet Juliette has to clean up after our disgusting little pig. And here I thought you were people, but it seems you were just a lowly animal. Still once Juliette is done, I wonder if that asshole of yours might be nice and ready for me to split open."

In response Ashley shudders under your touch, and you can actually see the spray of her orgasm squirting between her legs covering Juliette as she worked. At this you smirked and gave a experimental tug on Ashley's breast, a more powerful tug than before which caused her to groan, though in pain or pleasure you couldn't tell.

"Maybe I should spank your ass with a paddle while Juliette watches, or have her slap your tits until they're black and blue? Or parade you around the farm on a leash like the dog you are?" As you spoke you could see that at first Ashley was putting forward a strong front of outrage, but slowly you could see her heat increasing and her eyes eventually rolling back into her head.

"You filthy animal, I'll throw you into a pen until we want such a disgusting animal to soil our house again." As you said this you tugged again on Ashley's tit and this time you could hear her squeal through her gag and shudder as a dry orgasm wracked her body

"I suppose I can spare a few hours to take your filthy ass." And with that you walked around Ashley and found that Juliette had finished cleaning out the other woman and was preparing to step out to take away her filthy rags. So you then pulled out your dick and thrust it into Ashley's ass after pulling out the large vibrator your sister had shoved into it that morning.

Tired, and weak due to the ordeal of her confinement Ashley could do little but squeal as your dick penetrated her ass. "Juliette make your lips useful and shut this animal up." Immediately Juliette crawled up and lunged forward locking lips with Ashley.

"If you're a good pet Ashley we'll give you some treats and take you for walkies. Doesn't that sound good you shitty pig?" You emphasize your question by increasing your pace while causes Ashley to start moaning into Juliette's mouth, even as your sister was preparing to engage in more candle wax **** of the pig.

Even as you enjoy the next several hours pounding away at Ashley's ass while Juliette acts out every depraved act both she and you can think of on Ashley's bound and weakened body you a part of you marvels at how you feel alright with all of this. Shouldn't you be disgusted or something, yet instead this feels like the right course of action, like your keeping them under control and thus protecting the pair of sexual lunatics. But even this pondering passes as Ashley's stomach growls in hunger, and you decide to 'feed' her, walking around and un-gaging her so you can shove your dick down her throat, and after several thrusts into her whimpering face unleash load after load of your cum down Ashley's throat.

You then lower yourself down until your face to face with Ashley staring into her eyes, which now had a mixture of different emotions that they seemed to cycle through, exhaustion, fear, detachment and anticipation. You then grab a clump of her blond hair and bring her in for a kiss. "You're under my control now, bitch. No **** my property, no running from me, no fighting unless I demand it. Only taking what I give you got it?" (She is the one in charge Girl, host James is the alpha Host, you are the lesser mate. If you obey you may lick the perfect cunt She is building into Host James, maybe even lay your seed into James's womb when She is done making it.)

"Please, it hurts, I-I'll listen just please stop! You're the Alpha-male I get it, I'll be good just stop!" [Please, it hurts, Girl will listen just please stop! You have the Alpha-host Girl gets it, we'll be good just stop!] Ashley pleaded through your connection.

"No, not yet, I promised Juliette that I'd make you like her and I have no intent to stop until you are just like her." (She's impressed, well you heard Host James, get ready for a long **** session Bitch! Hehehehe that's what you get for trying to kill us.)