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Neighborhood Nympho - Chapter 17
When I heard the whistling and male laughter in the background, I knew the audience was larger than I had anticipated. Then the blindfold was removed to reveal either Teri or Traci comfortably positioned on my chest, while the other twin toyed with my cock and balls. I heaved a sigh of relief to discover that my family jewels were still intact. Part of me also plotted some appropriate punishment for what had been done to my dignity and nerves. Michael was the first to approach and welcome me to the club. I interpreted his reaction as one of relief, now free of the pressures associated with handling the sex-crazed twins. Miriam's poker-face surprised me a bit, while Sally seemed joyful that someone had stepped up to the challenge of satisfying and controlling the twins.
At this point I wasn't at all sure that I was up to the task. Then the twin sitting on my chest shifted her taut, hot body so that her sweet snatch was glued to my face. My tongue went to work without being told and my partner made some minor adjustments to that already dripping pussy, much to the delight of my audience. The other twin got busy sucking my cock and licking my tight ball sack. Now I was incentivized to do my best, making the twin I was eating a very happy young lady. The men cheered me on, while the ladies carefully observed the reactions of the twin being eaten. Then just as I was building up a good head of steam, the girls swapped and I was presented with some fresh pussy to enjoy and stimulate. By now I knew my place and each twin seemed satisfied with what I was delivering.
It was Traci who got off first and she flooded my face with plenty of little girl juice and I happily sucked up as much of it as I could. Sally got into the act, scooping up the rest of the gash goo and fed it to me a finger at a time. Teri decided she wanted to ride the baloney pony before presenting me with more pussy to suck. That was fine with me. Traci decided to get into the act as well, an example of sisterly love. Teri bounced up and down on my stiff shaft until she needed a break. Then it was her sister's turn to keep me hard and on the verge. Her sweet mouth did the trick and had me panting. After another once around the course, Teri plopped her sweaty, juicy twat down on my face and made sure my mouth was locked against the entrance to her love canal, if you'll pardon the pun.
I inhaled that scrumptious morsel of teen femininity and was rewarded with a few squirts of passion in the form of some sweet and salty liquid that had been manufactured deep inside the hot hole I was exploring with my tongue. Sally squealed happily as she watched her foster child enjoying a very satisifying orgasm. Then for my reward she gave me a very passionate and professional blowjob that damn near lifted off the top of my head, as the twins looked on and clapped their hands gleefully at all the cum she dragged from my churning testicles. I was amazed to see the three of them swapping my cum from mouth to mouth before the twins split the diluted mess and swallowed it down, smacking their bee-stung lips with pleasure. At that moment I was a happy man, and any thoughts of Charlie and her whereabouts had flown from my mind.
It was Miriam who announced that the session was over and suggested the ladies leave so the menfolk could discuss matters among themselves. Carl made a poor joke about taking advantage of my new status by initiating me. As he said it, he made some obscene gestures that hinted strongly that I'd be sucking cock and taking it up the ass as well before they were done welcoming me into the family. Thankfully Andrew leaned over and began freeing my wrists, which made me a very happy and relieved camper. Soon the three of us were sipping some whiskey while they took turns enlightening me on the background concerning the Tolliver twins. It was not a pretty story.
The previous foster family took as much advantage of the twins as was humanly possible. For the first few weeks the girls were kept naked and restrained while they were trained to satisfy the family's needs. They quickly discovered that they were now part of an extended family, with almost every branch no more than twenty miles distance from the home to which they were assigned. It turned out that the foster care official chosen to evaluate their progress was keeping company with a young woman who was related by blood to the extended family and lived only a few miles from where the twins were located. At first it was rare if he ever saw the twins, and then only briefly with one of the foster parents in attendance. After a few months, when the girls had been properly trained, he was allowed to use them sexually and he did so every opportunity that the family provided.
Teri proved to be the stronger of the twins and thus she took considerably more punishment than her sister. The family patriarch chose the twins' trainers and they were a cruel lot. They numbered six in all and two were women, probably the meanest of the group. For the first four days the twins had nothing to eat and only a few cups of brackish water each day that they consumed like animals after the first day. Traci and Teri were raped and beaten every day by upwards of a dozen members of the family, including three women who used dildos. After a few days of this treatment, their pussies were too sore and swollen to handle the cocks and dildos that had been pounding away at their immature cunts. Now instead, their virgin assholes were used. Their screams and pleadings for mercy were so loud that they had to be gagged during the rapes that now took place. By the end of the week, Traci was willing to do almost anything to avoid the raping and beatings that took place daily. She was terrified when they warned her that any resistance would mean not only terrible whippings, but sex with the dogs that were kept as more than pets by the family.
To make it easier to complete Traci's brainwashing and devote more attention to Teri, they separated the pair. After this first brutal week, the slim twins were becoming downright skinny. That was when the family's "doctor" was brought into the mix, a failed student formerly enrolled in a foreign country's medical school. He may have been dismissed from the school, but he had made some valuable contacts in the underworld and had access to a variety of dangerous drugs that were shipped to him from overseas without anyone being the wiser. The twins were about to become guinea pigs for this budding "doctor".
The first thing he did to poor Traci was inject her with a drug that made the twin more open to having sex. Unlike most aphrodisiacs, which were highly touted but rarely delivered, this stuff was the real deal. He shot the teen up every other day for a week to gauge her response. He started giving it to her in the arm, then moved to her pussy, giving her massive doses that made her cunt super sensitive to any serious stimulation of that hot, teen box. He deliberately coupled her with both men and women, young and old, to see if there were any differences. There were indeed! When it came to men, there was a direct correlation to age from 15 through 60. The more mature the partner, the stronger her response. To put it bluntly, she loved to fuck! Then her response fell dramatically for partners older than sixty. For women it was stranger still. At a baseline dosage it didn't matter the age of her partner, Teri responded, taking the aggressor role. For larger doses she became passive, but still responsive; enjoying having her pussy eaten or stimulated with fingers, tongues or toys such as dildos and pocket rockets.
While the family sawbones primarily worked on Traci, making good progress, Teri was taking some major league punishment from the nastier members of the extended family. It was meat and potatoes and plenty of it. The young teen was taking one brutal going-over after another, day in and day out. After nearly two weeks of steady beatings and whippings, there was hardly a square inch of her emaciated body that wasn't covered with a bruise, cut, welt or lump from the battering it was taking. Her face was perpetually swollen and lopsided from the punches she absorbed, but they were forbidden to break any bones, for fear that this overt evidence might cause them trouble.
They even invited the foster care official to take a look at the girl to see if her injuries were that obvious. During his visits Teri was given a mother hubbard to wear, along with dark glasses and plenty of pancake makeup to hide the most serious damage to her face. The dress not only concealed what they were doing to her physically, but also hid the fact that they had whittled about 15 pounds of flesh from her gaunt frame.
When they weren't brutalizing her physically, she was being raped in every hole by both men and women. The only thing that kept her going were the drugs the failed medical student kept pumping into her skeleton-like body. He really enjoyed injecting her through the nipples, straight on and dead center was his motto. After a time he graduated to giving her clitoris something to make it grow and throb, calling attention to her sexuality, which she was doing her best to ignore. Teri kept struggling against their efforts to turn her into a mindless sex slave for the family. Finally one of the brighter members of the family suggested that torturing her sister while she was forced to watch, might break her will, and she was correct.
They hung Traci by her thumbs and beat her with rubber hoses by the hour, concentrating on her budding tits, flat belly and hairless snatch. Her twin was strapped to a heavy wooden chair, a thick dildo wedged up her swollen asshole. She cried and pleaded for them to stop tormenting her sister, but to no avail. Thery beat Traci until she was senseless, then raped her lower holes with the hoses. When that didn't break her sister, they switched to sawed-off broom handles that were soon covered with the teen's blood. Teri remained stubborn and so they took her sister down and dragged her into the bathroom where a toilet filled with bubbling filth awaited her. Traci went under repeatedly, as her sister watched impassively from the doorway, still strapped to the chair. The teenager started swallowing the contents of the toilet and soon was unconscious. This infuriated the family members who freed Teri from the chair and began dunking her in that bubbling cesspool. They may have overdid it, but at long last the stubborn teen signaled her surrender.
They were still not satisfied with her response and so they arranged to have her shipped to another family residence where a pack of vicious dogs were kept. Traci was returned to the main family house while her sister was given another chance to submit. She was at the point that further physical punishment would probably kill her. This possibility had already been addressed by arranging for her to be sold to a white slavers organization that planned to use her in one of the more lawless African countries where young white girls were highly prized.
The pack of curs made short work of the starving, totally exhausted twin who made no attempt to resist as they raped her over and over for hours. The session was video taped for sale overseas, which proved to be a fatal mistake for the family. Only recently were they arrested and the family ringleaders, including the patriarch, face lengthy prison terms. Unfortunately the twins suffered both mental as well as physical trauma that changed their personalities significantly. The drugs they were given over a very long period of time to keep them docile and most willing to satisfy the needs of the family, warped their personalities. The family thought it amusing that Traci and Teri developed a physical relationship once they regained their strength and managed to fit into the family circle, even as sex slaves. The teens had no compunctions about showing their feelings for each other. Their sex bouts were taped on numerous occasions and sold to collectors around the world.
Perhaps the most damaging trauma, and one hardly noticed by the family or their friends, who also used the twins to satisfy their sexual needs, was their diminished mental capacity. It appears that the repeated toilet dunkings the twins received over their time with the family gradually reduced the number of brain cells they were able to employ. It is not obvious to those who make only superficial contact with the two girls, but to people who send more time with the twins, it does become apparent.
That last revelation floored me. I was so used to my ditzy wife's nattering, it never dawned on me that the twins might be suffering from something more serious than just a lack of schooling. That put a different complexion on things. Just how much damage were these two goddesses suffering? Would it be fair to have sex with them under these circumstances? How would I go about determining their intelligence? Could I trust any information that the Tolliver family would provide me? Things had gone from strange to bizarre, and I wasn't too happy about this state of affairs. However this was only one part of the problem I would be facing vey shortly. What was Charlie doing, and was she getting into trouble? Had I known the answer to that one, I'd have run like the wind to escape the commitment I was on the verge of making.
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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