Your Eyes

Allie's command registers and it locks in your mind. You're not allowed to just ignore a cock that's out. Her cock it out, and so you continue to stroke her prick automatically now. You continue to stare up at Sam as her hips slap against your face, until she pulls out, grabbing her prick and aiming at your face. You keep your eyes open as she unloads, right on your eyes.

Your vision blurs with cum, as your former best friend blows her load into your eyes, until all you can see is white. She continues cumming for several pulses more, even after you're blinded by her seed. Your face is marked and stained, but your pretty blue eyes were her main target.

You continue to stroke Allie's prick as Sam unloads on you, until the pulsing stops. You wait a moment, then feel Sam's crown against your nose, depositing the last drops of her seed above your mouth. You kneel in submission and don't dare lick your lips.

“Good fag,” Allie praises you, and you feel warmth at her words of affirmation, “Get your mouth to my cock now, faggot.” You immediately turn and bring your mouth to where your hand is, kissing her crown and sliding your mouth down on it. Once again, you return to the factory default of bobbing your head on your Mistress' cock, oblivious to her being your twin sister.

“So what are you going to do with it?” asks Sam, and you reach up, finding her cock and beginning to stroke her again, “Hhoo ... fuck. Good faggot.” You shiver with contentment as your Mistress' best friend praises you. You continue to worship your twin sister's massive prick, rolling your tongue along the underside lovingly as you bob your head, nice and slow for her pleasure.

“I'm going to use it to satisfy my every need and pleasure, to earn me money, buy me things, ensure my comfort. Let my big brother use it in exchange for him doing my laundry, let my parents use it so I don't have to pay rent, when they get back from vacation, let Zeke use it so I don't have to pay for the newspaper anymore,” Allie says.

“Can I borrow it for a bit?” asks Sam.

“What for?” Allie asks in return, as your mouth continues to slide up and down on her prick.

“I want to come out to my parents and my brothers and let them know I would prefer to be their daughter and sister, not brother and son. It'd help if I had a faggot that I could offer them to show I'm not worthless fuck-meat like this bitch,” Sam says as you stroke her cock. If you remembered she used to be your best friend, too, you might have been hurt by the statement, but you can't be.

She's just telling the truth, her words a cold hard statement of fact you can't be offended by. You are a faggot, nothing but worthless fuck-meat. Your sole purpose to exist is to do what you're doing now, kneeling in front of your twin sister sucking her dick as you stroke Sam's wood. “So can I borrow it?”

“Sure, what are friends for?” says Allie, before deciding how Sam should control you while she has you ...