Facial

... and you quickly close your eyes as you feel her wrench back on your hair and pull her prick from your mouth. You wince reflexively as her load pumps across your face, flinching every time another stripe of jism hits your face. Cum stripes across your eyelids, coating you heavily in a mask of your twin sister's dense white load.

How is she so much bigger than me, and why is her load so much heavier than mine? you ask yourself, as she shoves her prick back into your mouth and straight down your throat. You grunt as she kicks you in the nuts hard, whimpering in pain.

“Clamp your lips down, faggot,” your twin orders, and you obediently tighten your mouth on her hilt. You groan as she pulls out, drawing the last drops of her load out into your mouth and onto your tongue as she uses your mouth as a cum dump. You swallow and sigh with a soft huff that sends air brushing across her jewels, offering her a pleasurable tingling sensation.

“I suppose you'll do, fag,” your twin says as you assume she's looking down at you, “you're my bitch now. Not dad's. Not mom's. Certainly not fucking Brad's. But you better be ready to suck their dicks on command, because you're my bitch now and I won't have you embarrassing me again. Now rub my cum into your face, faggot.”

You blush, but quickly lift your hands to clean your face by rubbing it in like cream, until you can look up at her. You find your twin sister standing over you, with her hard prick standing between you. She tapped your mouth, “Kiss it, fag.”

You mutter under your breath because you didn't do this to be her bitch, but she backhands you hard enough to jerk your face to the side. “I said kiss it you fucking faggot!”

You quickly recover, raising on your knees to kiss her crown, looking up at her as she shoves your head down until your lips hit the hilt. She jerks her hips and bucks hard, shoving her balls onto your tongue and making you **** on it, “This is your punishment for being a disrespectful little faggot cunt. You are my property now and you'll do what you're told. Is that clear?”

You sputter and **** on her cock, patting her hips desperately as you feel your lungs starting to burn. She looks down at you and spits on your face before she yanks your head off her prick, looking at you expectantly as her saliva rolls down one cheek, “Yes, Allie! I'm sorry!”

SMACK!

Her palm slams across your wet cheek, jerking your head to the side, “Don't ever show me defiance ever again, faggot. Now whom do you serve, faggot? Who owns you?”

“Y-You do, Allie!” you reply quickly, and she nodded in satisfaction.

“Good boy, faggot. Now get your fucking clothes off. My fag isn't allowed to wear clothes in the house when I'm around,” she orders, and you quickly pull off your clothes, stripping bare and tossing your clothes aside. Allie nods in satisfaction.

“Now, then ... kiss my feet to show me you are sorry for being insubordinate,” she commanded and you blushed. You lower your head, kissing her feet submissively, your cheeks warm from both embarrassment and her slapping the shit out of you.

“Whoa ...” you hear a familiar voice from the nearby doorway between the living room and the kitchen, as ...