No One Hurts My Gurls

**Just a warning before hand, There's no sex in this chapter but plenty of physical ****. I tried to add a sex scene towards the end but nothing I wrote seemed right, so I'm using this chapter to set up the next one.**

**Alex & Jo Home**

After a long hard busy day at school, and a long hard busy evening at Daddy’s home, the twins Alex and Jo returned home for a proper meal, relaxation, some fun between themselves, and sleep before their day of whoring themselves out for their Daddy begins all over again.

At least, that’s what the ideal scenario would be. These days when they get home after being fucked all day, they find their actual father sitting in the dark, watching tv with a glass of cheap but strong booze, with at least one empty bottle at his feet.

He’d been acting like that ever since they came home as bimboi’s and been whoring themselves out for a person he didn’t even know. He hated seeing his sons like this; changed up and turned into freaks by a stupid virus. A virus that had made his wife run away with her own harem of sissy’s and bimboi’s to live out a life of no-holds-barred fucked up sex, doing whatever she wanted to those freaks and them loving and thanking her for it.

He tried to search for her after she left, soon running into her porn website. Clips of her videos showing how she’d first two sissy’s upto her elbow. How one of her smallest bimboi’s would be practically **** by an army of the biggest cocks he’d ever scene, and cumming endlessly from it. Humiliating, degrading and fucking those poor people changed by the virus.

And now his two sons where literal whores, selling themselves to this “Daddy” everyday. His world broke. He put in his full shifts at work but at home it was nothing but drink, and when his sons got home he’d just see how broken his family is, and he’d hate it. He’d hate them, he’d hate this “Daddy” of theirs and he hated the government for allowing such a virus to run wild.

Damn bureaucrats were probably getting their fill of willing sex slaves and their own harems before releasing the immunity shots, or at least something that can help resist the virus. Not caring how many lives and families they were destroying because of their own pleasure.

As he heard the front door open and close, he could hear his two sons move through his house, heading straight upstairs talking amongst themselves, ignoring him completely as the light of the tv was the only source of light on the lower floors. They’d been ignoring him more and more as time went by, once they realised he had no interest in fucking them they stopped teasing him and begging him to fuck them.

Instead his two sluts of sons now begged and teased others all day every day to fuck them.

But he’d had enough.

Enough of them dressing like sluts, enough of them talking like sluts, enough of his sons **** to look and sound like girls.

Today he was going to do something about it.

Putting down his empty glass he knocked over the two empty bottle of gut rot beside his chair. Standing up and swaying slightly, he headed upstairs to his kids, unbuckling his belt as he did.

He could hear them talking, giggling and moaning as he got closer to their room. They didn’t bother to close the door to their shared bedroom any more, not caring about privacy and if he saw them or not.

As he reached the top of the stairs he turned and made his way to their room, he could see both of them naked, standing in the middle of their room as they looked at themselves in a large mirror, Jo hugging Alex from behind, whispering something in her ear as she played with her sisters 2 inch clit, making her moan.

Grabbing onto the door frame as he filled it, he waited for them to notice him, and they did eventually. Jo smiling as if she’d just won something as she whispered to Alex

“Look, dad’s here. I knew he couldn’t resist us long, though it looks like he’s had plenty of liquid courage. Why don’t you be a good daughter and cheer up dad by giving him a blowjob”

Giving Alex a gentle push, Jo watched as her sister timidly walked upto their dad, keeping her eyes down and kneeling in front of him. Shyly she looked up at him with a small smile, wanting to make him happy.

“I...it’s okay dad, I’ll make you happy and feel good” Alex stated weakly as she slowly reached up to undo his pants. Only for her fathers hand to come down fast and hard across her cheek, making her gasp and cry out in pain and surprise as she collapsed to the floor.

“Fucking Whore!” He roared as he pulled off his belt and struck her naked back with it, making her cry out again “Give Me Back My Son!”

Kicking her, he sent her rolling and sprawling across the floor, quickly following her and raising his belt again to hear Jo scream out

“Leave Her Alone!”

Suddenly she’d jumped on him, punching and scratching every part of him she could, though she was very light and very weak, especially when compared to a worker like her dad who, while past his prime, was still fit and strong.

He quickly managed to pull her off and slam her into the floor, stomping on her and hitting her with the belt over and over, Jo curling up on the floor and crying with each strike, kick and stomp, trying to defend herself as he shouted over and over to get his sons back.

Alex quickly recovered from her own hits, seeing her sister in trouble she knew there was only one thing she could do. Crawling across the floor she grabbed her phone and hit the one number she could always rely on, crawling on three limbs towards the door as the phone was quickly picked up on the other end.

“DADDY WE NEED HELP!” She cried as she reached the door “AT HOME WE’RE-“

But was cut off and dropped the phone as her ankle was grabbed and she was roughly dragged back into the room

“Get Back Here Whore And Take What You Deserve!”

**

I raced over to the twins home as fast as I could, the car roaring down the street and coming to a screeching halt as I slammed on the brakes.

I could feel my heart pounding, hear the blood rushing through my ears, feel it pumping and boiling through my veins ever since I hear Alex screaming and crying over the phone.

Jumping out of the car I rushed towards their home, lights on the upper floors and the front door closed and locked tight. But I didn’t care, I didn’t plan to use a key.

Kicking the sturdy door it flew open, nearly tearing off its hinges and pieces of it flying everywhere. As soon as the door was open I could hear the crying and the hitting.

Charging upstairs like a pissed off ox I followed the sound, and quickly found my girls cowering on the floor, curled up with Jo trying to protect Alex as they both cried out in pain and begged for him to stop.

What happened next was a blur.

I rushed into the room and grabbed the man’s wrist hard, as he turned to look at me I punched him in the nose, hard. A sickening crunch and blood pouring out as I broke it.

Next I gave him a hard swift kick in the balls with my boots. Letting go of his wrist he fell to the floor, dropping the belt and grabbing his crotch in pain. I stomped on his head several times, I’m sure I knocked out at least a few of his teeth.

Breathing hard through my nose I looked at the **** man on the floor, a part of me not wanting to stop till his face was nothing more than a bloody mess on the bottom of my boots. No longer a threat to my girls.

Ignoring that part of me, I turned to my girls, still crying on the floor, curled up into each other, Jo still protecting her sister. Kneeling down in front of them I gently patted their heads, at first they flinched away from me, but when they looked up they jumped into my arms, crying hard into my chest as I held them close, checking out their bodies to see how hurt they were.

Mostly bad bruising and some minor cuts. They’d be healed up by the morning, physically at least. It was one of the advantages for having the virus, quick healing. It’s how they were able to take a hard pounding all day and comeback for more tomorrow still as tight as ever.

Mentally however, I wasn’t an expert, I didn’t know how long it’s take them to get ever this, if they ever would. But for now I simply held my girls until the calmed down.

“Go wash up, grab some clothes and meet me downstairs,” I instructed them stroking their cheeks “I’ll handle him.”

Saying nothing and just nodding, Alex and Jo headed to the bathroom hand in hand, taking comfort in each other’s presence and touch. Once they’d left the room I secured the man’s hands and legs, easily picking him up I carried him down stairs and to the car as if I was carrying a suitcase, opening the trunk I dumped him in it, making sure he wasn’t going to **** on his own blood first, I then shut it and headed back inside, using the landline to call the police.

Eventually the gurls met me downstairs with a couple of bags each containing clothes and such. Soon after that the police turned up and we gave the full story of what happened, with a few minor details changed.

I told them when I turned up I kicked down the door, raced upstairs and grabbed the man’s wrist, punching and breaking his nose. Then tossing him aside as I checked on my girls. When I looked back he was gone.

Alex and Jo confirmed my story fully.

Once the police had everything they needed from us, I informed them where they could find us, then the girls and I left, getting I to the car and driving off. The twins sitting up front with me, holding each other and staying quiet for the drive.

Once I pulled into the garage I walked the girls into the house, Bottom Bitch and Whore already waiting for us. I told them to set up the twins as they’ll be staying with is from now on.

Once the girls were in the kitchen, a hot drink being prepared for them, I headed back out to the garage and opened the boot. The man still **** and alive. Picking him up again I carried him into the house and upstairs, then pulling down the ladder hatch I carried him into the attack and dumped him on the dusty floor. Heading down I grabbed somethings from the main bedroom, some strong nylon rope, cuffs, gags and a few other things and took them upto the attack.

Stripping the man naked I then tied him up, so he was swinging from the roof. There wasn’t enough room to lift him off his feet but keeping them tied together would be good enough for now.

Leaving him hanging and bleeding I headed down again, closing the hatch and heading downstairs, glancing at the twins as they unpacked their things in my room.

Finding Bottom Bitch and Whore waiting for me in the kitchen, I gave them their instructions.

“When we’re at school tomorrow, I want you to beat and **** the man in the attic until he collapses. Then wake him up again and keep **** him some more, only then can you cum in him. When I get home I want whatever he turns into dragged before me. Got it?”

“Yes Daddy, we’ll teach him what happens when you mess with your girls” Bottom Bitch smiled.

Heading back up stairs, I found Alex and Jo waiting for me in my room, standing naked next to my bed. As soon as I stepped into my room they rushed me, hugging and pressing into my chest. Taking comfort from being so close to me, and feeling safe in their Daddy's arms.