Rape Stories

Warning!

Man of the House

by Master of female slaves

Enrique ruled his household with an iron fist. Though only 17, he asserted his position as man (and MASTER!) of the family shortly after his father’s death. It had only been a few days after the funeral when, one morning, his mother, an attractive 35 year old woman named Maria, had attempted to berate him for not making his bed or cleaning his room. The boy flew into a rage! When his father had been alive he would always enforce his wife’s authority but he was gone now and no mere female was going to give him orders! He grabbed his mother, punched her in the face, then gave her a savage beating.

"From now on I call the shots in this house, you understand that?" he railed at his mother when he had finished hitting her

From her curled up fetal position on the kitchen floor, the battered, sobbing woman nodded. Enrique kicked her in the ass and shouted, "Show me some respect! Answer out loud!"

"Y-yes," his mother replied. "I understand."

Her son kicked her again, "Yes, SIR!"

"Yes Sir!" she hurriedly repeated. "Anything Sir! Just PLEASE stop hurting me!"

"What is happening here?" came the voice of his 18 year old sister, Josephina, who had just walked into the room. She immediately went to her stricken mother and crouched down beside her.

"It’s simple," her brother told her. "I’m claiming my rightful position as head of the family and, from now on, you two bitches will do whatever I say."

"Are you crazy?" his sister asked. "You can go to hell!"

That enraged him and, before she knew what was happening, her brother savagely backhanded Josephina, sending her sprawling on the floor. Then he shoved her down onto her back, straddled her, and began pounding her face demanding, "Tell me you will obey my every word and call me Sir!"

"Fuck you, you bastard!" she shouted as she tried to claw at his face with her nails. However, ‘little’ brother though he might be, he was still a male and much stronger than she and, with relative ease, he pinned her wrists to the floor above her head with one hand while he continued to pummel her face with the other.

"Say it, slut!" he demanded as he continued beating his sister. "Say you will obey my every word and call me Sir!"

"Enrique!" his mother entreated still lying on the floor, "For the sake of the virgin, she is your SISTER!"

"What were you told to call me?" Enrique answered without bothering to look at his mother.

"Sir," she quickly said. "Please stop hitting her Sir!"

"When she does as she was told," he replied as he slapped the helpless girl again then drew back to backhand her opposite cheek.

"W-wait!" Josephina blurted out. "Please wait!"

Enrique paused but still held his hand up threateningly. "Yes?" he asked.

"I --- I will obey your every word," Josephina murmured. "Sir!"

Enrique got up off his sister and, gloating, said, "I’m going out for awhile. Don’t know when I’ll be back. Tonight I will be taking over the master bedroom where Papa slept. Mama, you’ll move into my room. I expect everything moved and my dinner waiting when I get back. Both you cunts understand that?"

"Yes Sir," his mother replied.

"Yes Sir," parroted his sister.

From that moment on, Enrique was the absolute master of his household. Neither mother nor sister ever dared do anything which would earn them the sort of punishment they had received that morning and they couldn’t go to an outsider for help. For one thing, Enrique was heavily involved with a street gang and they feared reprisals if he were arrested as a result of their going to the police. More than that, however, their close nit Hispanic culture frowned heavily upon taking family problems outside the family. They kept quiet, then, and did whatever they were told.

One evening, as Josephina was doing homework in her room, Enrique walked in unannounced as he routinely did to her and her mother. The girl quickly got off the bed and stood up. She knew that not to stand when he entered the room could be construed by him as an act of disrespect and an excuse to punish her.

"Would you like me to do something for you Sir?" she asked humbly, her head bowed.

"Yeah," he replied. "Get naked."

Josephina just stared at her brother in shock.

WHAP! Enrique slapped her so hard she was thrown against a wall. Downstairs, Maria heard the thud and knew that her son was punishing her daughter for something but also knew there was nothing she could do about it.

Enrique grabbed Josephina by the hair and wrenched back her head, "You deaf or something? Get your clothes off! Or would you like me to tear them off?"

"N-no Sir!" the girl stammered. "I’ll do it Sir! I’m sorry Sir!"

Enrique let go of her and stood there watching her expectantly. With trembling fingers his helpless sister began unbuttoning her blouse then slipped it off. Next, she unzipped her skirt (her brother forbade either her or their mother to wear pants, shorts, etc. He thought females unworthy of wearing traditionally male garments.) and removed it. Then she took off her half slip leaving her clad only in her bra and panties. She hesitated at this point and begged, "Please Sir! Please don’t make me ----!"

"Shut up," her brother commanded. "And get on with it."

Beginning to sob, she unhooked her bra and slipped off.

"You’ve got some nice tits, Sis," Enrique remarked as he gazed at her enormous mounds with their dark brown nipples. "I’ve wanted to get my hands on them for a long while." Reaching out, he took hold of both nipples and began playing with them. His sister grimaced inwardly but knew better than to protest or try to pull away. "Get the panties off," Enrique commanded. Josephina obeyed and stood before her younger brother completely exposed and vulnerable. The boy reached down and placed a hand on her most feminine area causing her to shudder. "Cute little bush. How often do you stick your fingers up it?" The girl was too embarrassed to answer.

SMACK! She was slapped again and Enrique shouted, "I asked you a question, bitch!"

"A-about twice a w-week Sir," Josephina replied.

"Get down on your knees," Enrique commanded. "Then take out my cock and start sucking."

The girl knelt in front of her brother and obediently unzipped his pants and took out his erect organ. The thought of taking him into her mouth revolted her but she thought that perhaps if she could get him off that way maybe he wouldn’t make her do worse. Therefore she took him completely into her mouth and began diligently licking and sucking while she played with his balls with her hands.

"You’re not a half bad little cock sucker," Enrique told his sister. "I’m going to have to wrap your lips around my cock more often." He let her worship him orally awhile longer then, dashing her hopes of an oral raping only, he grabbed a fistful of her long black hair and pulled her face off him commanding, "Get on the bed and spread your legs. With a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, Josephina obeyed. Enrique wasted no time in shedding his own clothing and climbing between his sister’s splayed thighs. "Bet you never thought it would be your brother who would get your cherry," he remarked with a grin. Then he descended upon her pressing her down into the mattress with the weight of his muscular body. The head of his dick touched the entrance to her cunt as his mouth mashed down upon hers. Dutifully she parted her lips and admitted his invading tongue. She tasted the beers he had recently been drinking and his foul breath made her want to retch. He raped her mouth for a few minutes longer then moved to her breasts sucking, licking, and chewing on her nipples. Finally, with a shove, he forced himself inside her all the way to the hilt.

Suddenly, after only a couple of thrusts, Enrique stopped and looked down at his sister first in surprise then anger. Then he slapped her hard across the mouth and growled, "You fucking whore! You’re not a virgin! You goddamn slut! Who the fuck did you do it with? How many guys have you had between your legs?"

"P-please Sir!" Josephina began. "It was only once, I swear it and ----!"

SMACK! He slapped her again and spat in her face. When she reached up to wipe away the spittle, Enrique slapped her hand away telling her, "Leave it there, whore!" He grabbed her breasts and began punishing them unmercifully as he resumed his pounding of her cunt with increased brutality. "You want to be a whore? OK, I’ll fuck you like one!"

Enrique did not lay a gentle hand in his sister as he raped her. He pounded and battered her pussy as he squeezed, twisted, and bit her breasts. Whenever the girl cried out or even groaned too loudly she was slapped or punched and he continuously made her admit that she was a "whore" and a "cunt" and a "bitch". He kept asking her how many guys she had had between her legs and punished her any time she tried to insist that it had only been one boy and only once. Finally, in order to get him to stop hurting her, she was forced to falsely admit to having gotten on her back and opening her legs for every guy in school. The more he debased and degraded her the more aroused he became until, finally, he exploded, pumping his hot cum deep inside her.

Enrique lay there atop his sister for a moment then got up and redonned his pants. Then he commanded, "Get your ass up."

Slowly, PAINFULLY, Josephina struggled to her feet and stood before the brother who had just raped her on quivering legs. Enrique grabbed her by the arm and shoved her out the door. Then, still holding her in his grip, he half dragged, half pushed her down the stairs.

As soon as Maria saw her naked daughter, covered with bruises, cum oozing out of her cunt and running down her leg, her face covered with a shattered expression, she knew what had just happened.

"Mother of God!" she exclaimed and started to go to Josephina whom Enrique had thrown onto the couch.

"Stay away from her!" the boy snapped. Instantly Maria froze in her tracks. She had been well taught that her son was not to be disobeyed. "She doesn’t deserve your sympathy," he went on. "The little whore has already been fucked. She’s been opening her legs to anyone with a cock!"

"No Sir," his mother insisted. "That cannot be. Even if there was one, your sister would never ----!"

"You back talking me, bitch?" he asked ominously. "You know what happens when you talk back to me!"

"N-no Sir," his mother stammered. "You know I would never do that. It is only that ---."

"Shut up," Enrique commanded. "Go get me a beer."

Obediently Maria did as she was told. After she handed the beer to him Maria asked if she could go to Josephina but he refused to let her.

"S-Sir," Josephina murmured. "M-may I put on some clothes or at least cover myself with a sheet or something?"

"Fuck no," her brother replied. "Whores don’t need to be covered up." The girl buried her face in her hands and continued to sob as her mother looked on helplessly.

Enrique was feeling a tremendous power rush. He had just raped his sister and knew that he could do so as often as he wished. Her tits, cunt, and ass were his to use any time and in any way he wished. There was no better feeling in the world for a male than realizing that he very literally OWNED a bitch!

Then another thought occurred to him. He didn’t just own one bitch, he owned two! He looked at his mother and realized (as his cock began to grow again) that, despite her age, she was a hot looking bitch with a nice figure and tits almost as big as her daughter’s. Wordlessly he stood up and she did the same. Like Josephina, she knew better than to remain seated while he was standing. Enrique snapped his fingers and began heading up the stairs. Silently, his mother followed him, not dreaming what her son had in mind for her.

Once in his room, Enrique closed the door behind him and told his mother, "Strip."

"What?" she asked in shock.

WHIP! He slapped her and shouted, "Are you as deaf as my dumb ass sister? Get your fucking clothes off!"

"But Sir!" she protested. "I am your MOTHER! It is sinful!"

He stepped forward and grabbed the front of her dress and, before she knew what was happening, ripped it open. Then he hit her again sending her sprawling on the bed and pounced on top of her. She tried to struggle telling him, "Beat me if you will, KILL me, but I will not submit to this sin against God!"

Roughly, Enrique grabbed his mother’s wrists and forced them beneath her behind her back, pinning them there with the weight of both their bodies. "Don’t act so high and mighty," her son told her. "I’ll bet you are as much a whore as Josephina. I’ll bet you were putting out behind Papa’s back the whole time you were married!"

"No!" she protested. "I never ---- !"

But he stifled her protests by mashing his mouth down upon hers. She tried to keep her mouth tightly shut but he clenched both sides of her jaw and applied pressure until pain forced his mother’s mouth open. His tongue then entered and had its way. Maria continued to try to struggle but Enrique just laughed at her wriggling and squirming beneath him as he ripped off her bra and began mauling her breasts with his hands and mouth. "Damn, Mama!" he exclaimed. "For an old bitch, you’ve got one great set of knockers!" His mother turned her face aside in shame. Enrique’s hand moved down and hiked up her torn dress. Then he seized her panties and tore them from her. As a last line of defence, Maria tried to keep her legs tightly clenched together but her son was much too strong. Shoving a knee between her own he easily pried her legs apart and got between them.

"Please, my so ---- SIR!" Maria pleaded. "Please do not do this terrible thing! I BEG of you!"

Enrique unzipped his pants and took out his cock. Then he said, "I’m going to free your hands. I want you to use them to play with my cock."

"NEVER!" she whispered.

"Suit yourself," he remarked. "I’m going to get what I want anyway. You can’t stop me."

"No," she admitted. "But you cannot force me to help you!"

"Oh I think I can," he replied smugly. "Unless you want me to start beating on Josephina again when I’m finished!"

The threat to her daughter had the desired effect upon Maria. With a great sigh of defeat she ceased her resistance and quietly said, "A-all right Sir, I will do as you wish."

"That’s better," the boy remarked as he raised up a bit permitting her to bring her hands from beneath her. "Get to work," he told her. With tears beginning to trickle from her eyes, Maria began stroking and fondling her son’s organ. "That’s it, Mama, get it good and hard. Work on it like you used to Papa’s and all those other cocks. ----- Yeah, that’s it, milk that hungry snake! ----- Now put it in." With a feeling of deep revulsion, Maria obediently slid her son’s hard organ into her open cunt. She was dry and his thrusts hurt and chafed her but he cared no more about that then he had about the pain he had caused his sister. As her son roughly fucked her, Maria just lay there passively, her small body being jarred with each thrust. He squeezed and chewed on her breasts until they were raw, breasts at which he had suckled as a babe, just as the cunt he was so brutally assaulting was the same one from which he had entered the world.

Finally Enrique emptied his load deep within his mother’s body and got up. After zipping his pants he snapped his fingers and she obediently got to her feet. With trembling fingers she tried to close the torn remnants of the dress over her nakedness but her son wouldn’t even allow her this small dignity. "Lose it," he commanded. Obediently, she slid it off and let it fall to the floor. Then she followed her son back downstairs. "I’m hungry," he said to her. "Go start my dinner." Wordlessly she went to the kitchen to obey. To Josephina, Enrique said, "My cock is all full of cum and other crap. Get over here and lick it clean." Without saying anything his naked sister came over and knelt in front of him. Then, taking out the organ which had just so brutally attacked both her and their mother, she began licking it clean. Enrique smiled. God but life was good!