Marcus !

All the puzzle pieces were falling into place, better than I could imagine. Standing on the other side of the door, was none other, than another annoying part of my history, Marcus. Marcus Moldrine was one of Kristi's many boyfriends, and one that joined with Kristi in tormenting me whenever they had the chance. He always followed Kristi's lead, and would only add to Kristi's humiliation and torment, never instigating it on his own. He'd add a slap to the head when Kristi would punch me, he'd add additional insults when Kristi would humiliate me. In general, he was a soulless puppet of Kristi's doing whatever he believed she would approve of. I only knew now, after all these years, looking in hindsight, that Marcus was used by Kristi for her own personal gain, as she had many of her boyfriends. She would use them to elevate her status and then dump them to move on to higher echelons.

Apparently, Marcus was supposed to be Kristi's date today, the reason I was supposed be locked in the basement. That became clearly apparent, when I opened the door and saw Marcus standing there with blue jeans a white tee shirt, and a black leather jacket. In the driveway, I could see his newly purchased Harley. That explained the way Kristi was dressed the way she was. I wondered if Mom and Dad would approve of Kristi being paraded around town on the back of a Harley like a cheap slut? Oh, the ideas kept popping into my head!

Marcus, stood there obviously dumbfounded, not expecting to see me! "Um, hi Luke ... Is Kristi around?" Marcus never called me by my name. I was usually referred to as _"Brat," "Dweeb," "Peon," or some other degradation. "Um ... she was supposed to ... um ... meet me."_ It was comical to see how uncomfortable Marcus was, now that Kristi was not around to provide his lead. He was no better than a lost puppy.

I was confident in my self-defense capabilities if Marcus decided to show some ****, but I could see clearly through the facade, now that I knew the bitter truth. "Come on in Marcus! I'll let Kristi know you are here." He stepped through the doorway, obviously uncomfortable and unsure as to what was going on. "Is everything okay, Marcus? You seem out of sorts."

Marcus stammered through his response, finally confessing that he didn't expect to see me, as Kristi assured him I wouldn't be around. I told him that Kristi had a surprise in store for him, and that she wanted me to greet him. I assured him, that he would be very thrilled by what Kristi had in store for him! I told Marcus to wait in the foyer, while I went and told Kristi that he was here. I went into the basement, which I was sure confused Marcus. I left the door open. Kristi was still in her spot, on her knees, still recovering from the brutal skull fuck.

"Well! It looks like today is full of surprises! We have a special guest for you, Cum Slut! I'm sure they'll want to sample your talents, and you can prove to them that you should be the BJ Slut Queen of the county!" Kristi's eyes met mine and a mix of fear and anger could be sensed behind the tears, yet she said nothing, taking a deep breath as she lowered her eyes once more. I pulled down my pants once again, drawing Kristi close, pulling her mouth onto my cock once again.

Kristi resumed her efforts with what felt like practiced ease, taking the entire length in as she massaged the shaft, getting it hard once again. Kristi was actually *trying* this time to give a great oral fuck. Something had shifted in her, and it was exciting me. There seemed to be a sense of enthusiasm in her efforts. "Oooh yes!" I cried out as I grabbed her head and pulled her tight against my groin once more! "Come on down now Marcus!" I yelled out so that he could hear me.

Kristi began struggling as she heard me call out Marcus' name. It was obvious that Kristi didn't expect, or want, to have Marcus as a witness to her plight. She continued to struggle trying to move her head side to side, trying to pull away, but unable to break my firm grip. Grunts and muffled groans were the only sounds escaping as the hands in her lap turned to fists which began beating against my thighs. Her struggles didn't last long without much needed oxygen. Kristi knew her fate had been sealed as tight as my cock in her throat. By the time Marcus hit the bottom step, Kristi was merely whimpering as I continued pounding away at her face.

It took a while for Marcus to fully register what was taking place, his brain not fully believing what his eyes were seeing. "What the hell ..." was the only thing that came out of Marcus' mouth, as was quite expected. I wasn't sure if he would charge me or turn and run, but now was my opportunity to put the nail in the coffin!

"Hold tight right there Marcus! You did come here, expecting you'd get a little action from this slut. I'm just making sure she knows her proper place!" I knew what future lay in store for Marcus and Kristi if I hadn't interjected. "I bet you didn't know that she had no intention of giving you any! She was just going to use you to drive her around town on your new bike so she could make Jonathan jealous. Then she was going to dump you for him! You never had a chance!" I slammed into the back of her throat several times, making sure Kristi made some audible grunts. _"Ain't that right, Kristi?" I helped her head nod in the affirmative as I continued pounding into her throat.
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I could see the anger, frustration and painful hurt rise in Marcus' face. However, he continued to struggle with his emotions, and just how he intended to deal with them. The tears streaming down Kristi's face were not entirely due to my cock knocking on her windpipes. The humiliation and degradation were having the desired effect.

"Go ahead Marcus! Pull those pants down and I guarantee, she'll relieve all that tension. You can fuck the bitch's face all you want. Make her pay for the way she's used you! If she's going to move onto Jonathan, give her a skull fuck she'll never forget! Make her pay for a ride on your bike! I tell you, she loves it! She's a cock slut who craves cum, and she wants to be the best blowjob queen of all time! Hell, Marcus, you can take her to the biker bar and introduce her to all your friends! I'm sure she'll make sure you earn your colors! Don't pass this up, it's too good!"

Marcus stood there, still dumbfounded and awestruck, obviously taken aback by the scene, but also the apparent transformation in the little brother that he had assumed was nothing more than a wimpy little kid that he and Kristi could playfully ****. The words I spoke were taking their effect. His hands slowly moved to his leather belt, undoing the buckle and strap before popping the button and lowering the zipper. His cock sprung free and was waving proudly in the air.

I slapped Kristi on the cheek while withdrawing my spit-covered skewer and thrust her head in the direction of her boyfriend of the day. Like an obedient little slut, she crawled on her hands and knees towards Marcus, and without making contact with his eyes, she focused on the appendage sticking out from his pants. Just as instructed, she rose up to greet the staff with her mouth and impaled herself upon it without touching it with her hands. She fucked his cock with her mouth, bobbing up and down on the rigid rod. Marcus' hands reflexively reached for her head, and held on. His eyes rolled back in their sockets and he groaned out, "God, this is fucked up!"

Marcus, must've found it impossible to ignore the sensations Kristi was giving his cock, nor could he ignore my commands, feeding off his emotions and impulsive behavior. "That's it. Grab hold Marcus! Drive it home! Fuck it hard and fast! Slam it in her throat. Make her take the whole thing!" He did just as instructed.

Meanwhile, Kristi, still under my control, needed to be humiliated and degraded further for our pleasure. "Kristi! You are such a horny slut! You want to cum just as bad as Marcus! You need his cum in you and on you. The more you suck cock, the hornier you get! Kristi! Put your hands to good use, and masturbate for us, while you suck cock! It's the only way to satisfy the horny cock sucking, cum hungry, slut whore."

Kristi let out a growl as her hands quickly fumbled with her jeans. Never taking her mouth off Marcus' stiff pole, Kristi delved her right hand between her legs and started pleasing herself, as instructed. Within a very few seconds she was pumping her hand vigorously, nearly matching her oral attack. I watched as her ass bounced up and down on her heels.

Apparently her manual ministrations were causing an increased effect on her oral efforts, causing Marcus to begin crying out to various gods as he stiffened and ground his groin against Kristi's face. Kristi wasn't quite prepared and coughed up a great amount of thick white spunk, spilling down over her chin, shirt and into her exposed lap. Marcus' cock sprang free, jerking and pulsing wildly, still spewing long rockets towards Kristi's head, landing in her hair, streaking it with obvious tendrils of his man seed.

Both Kristi and Marcus were panting heavily. Marcus stood there with his slowly deflating pole still waving in the air, while Kristi's hand remained buried between her legs. The tension and confusion in Marcus' face was slowly returning as he tried his best to address the awkward situation.

"Well Marcus! You're more than welcome to stay if you want. Kristi's going to be entertaining guests all day long!"