Brad

“Didn't Brad just buy me?” you ask, hating the idea but knowing he was doing Allie's laundry as payment meant she'd already sold you to him.

“He's in the process of buying you right now, yes,” Allie smirks in satisfaction, stroking your hair, “Good, faggot. Worship my prick while our big brother's working for me.” You know you're not allowed to resist, so you begin licking her cock obediently, worshipfully kissing her prick and sighing softly, inhaling her wonderful scent.

“You like that, bitch?” she asks, and you moan lovingly against her cock. It's humiliating, but you really do. Somehow, it just feels nice being on your knees for her, safe from being hypnotised and potentially assured of reasonable training.

“Mm, yes, Allie,” you purr reverently, looking up at her, “Please Allie ... please ... may I make a request, Allie?”

“Hmm. I suppose, faggot,” she smirks, watching you continuing to worship her rod, kissing and licking her shaft while the sound of the laundry machine starting reaches your ears, “You did ask ever so politely like a good little faggot. I remember an entitled little whore that you just have told me what he wanted but now you're starting to show you know your place.”

“Will you train me instead of reprogramming me, Allie? Please don't reprogram me, Allie. I love you, please train me?” you beg and plead, more afraid of being reprogrammed than simply broken and trained.

“Hmm. Very well, fag. You're a horrifyingly inept cocksucker,” she says as Brad returns, “but your mouth is a good fit on my cock, and you are showing you know your place, so I will train you.” She moves around behind you, grabbing your hips and yanking them off the floor.

Brad already has his prick out, and as soon as Allie's clear, he steps up to your face and shoves himself into your mouth, sneering cruelly at you, “Fucking suck and **** on it, you faggot piece of shit little whore.”

“Suck, faggot,” Allie orders you as she shoves her cock into your ass. Your eyes widen and you **** on Brad's dick, your eyes watering as you yelp in pain as Allie's hard, fat cock slams into you. You start to suck as best you can, but you're still a goddamn noob cocksucker. You need Allie to tell you what to do.

“Grind your tongue against the underside of his prick, bitch. First lesson. Always remember to cover your teeth and use your tongue. Grind against his underside as he shoves it down your throat. Take the chance to breathe when he's pulling back,” Allie orders. Even as you **** on it, you gasp for air when Brad's hips pull back, sliding his prick out of your throat before ramming it back in again.

As Allie offers you no other instructions, your body simply sways between your twin sister and your asshole elder brother as they take you. You groan on Brad's cock, your eyes watering as you continue **** and coughing around his prick as he ravages your throat, skull-fucking you without a care in the world for you, “Does the laundry get me a round in that sweet ass, too?”