Fighting It Out

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Fighting It OutThere was my older sister, me, and our Mom. Dad has passed on when I was 17 and my sister Hanna 18. Mom was super protective of us after that. We had to stay close to the house if not inside. Just to amke sure that nothing happen. Mom was good that way.Like most k**s we fought all the time. Being control by Mom we got on each others nerves really quickly. Hanna and I came to blows many a time. Mom would yell and we’d say sorry. Hanna was faster then me and a good 4 inches taller, she always won in a fight.In honesty I am small and fairly weak. Picked on in school and coould not do sports.Not that Mom woould allow it. The locker room in school was worst of all, the other made fun of my tiny cock and hairlessness. Call me fag boy and cocksucker. i figured if I could beat Hanna just once, I would gain confidence?One day after school i took my shot! Hanna was on the couch watching tv. She was hot for my sister! Long red hair, B-cups. I knew she had hair on her pussy, I spied on her more then I care to say. even stole her panties and jerked off in them. Putting them in the wash so she’d never know.I grabbed the remote from her hand and turn the channel! “What the hell! I was watching that!” She was up in a second! Pushing me back. I was going to stand canlı bahis my ground. “I’ll watch what I want so shut up!” At first Hanna was shock, I had never spoke up to her. “Look you little perv! give the remote or I am going to beat your ass…” She let the words hang in the air. Most time I would give in and that was it.”No Hanna I am going to watch my show and you have no fucking choice!” Mom ran into the room “What now?” “Mom I don’t want to watch Hanna’s chick show. I want this.” Our Mom looked at the two of us, trying to figure out what to do?”Okay fight it out. Winner gets the remote and the loser ahs to do whatever the winner says for a week.” Hanna smile! Evil and sadistic. I had never seen a smile like this. All my courage and faith drained away. “I..I”” Mom screamed “Enough! Mark you will do this you, started it.” Then stormed from the room.I handed Hanna the remote. She slapped me to the floor! “I know what you like little bitch!” Her eyes were wild with power and control. I tried to get up, she pushed her foot in my face. I was helpless. “Please Hanna it was a joke. I’m sorry…” All she did was laugh, pushing her toes in my mouth. Without thinking I started to suck on them. I dreamed for so long to suck anyone toes and now my sister’s bahis siteleri toes filled my mouth.”Good little bitch. I checked your laptop, watched you steal my panties and put on shows for you. Suck harder!” I choked as Hanna rammed her foot to the back of my throat. I cared less about what she was saying I wanted her whole foot in my mouth. “All those vids and pic of bitches like you being abused and fucked in the ass. Well bitch I own you!”With tears in my eyes “Yewwss HHannda.” She tore her foot from my mouth! Then kick me balls! “Wrong!” She started to slap my face! I saw stars and the pain was beyond anything. I felt my face puff up. Hanna grabbed two handfuls of my hair. “Come on Bitch!!” Tossing me over the coffee table she took a shovel from the fireplace set. Crushed my face under her foot!Trying to beg “Please Hanna stop! Don’t I give! I give!” “Bitch you have not even started to give up. Now your bitch life is mine say it!” The shovel landed four times! My entire body jumpped from the table. felt my ass being torn up. I tried to breath, to speak. Hanna laid the shovel in again and again! I lost count and was losing control.I pissed myself! Hanna did not let up. “Who am I bitch! Say it!” I could not control my crying. I knew the words had spoke güvenilir bahis them a million times while I jerked off. “Mistress Hanna.” I thought she woudl stop. The shovel cracked me harder. “Think again bitch!” Searching my mind for the right title I blurted out everything I could think of.Hanna screamed wrong and beat me harder. doubt it was mercy that caused her to stop? Or the fact was not sure if I’d ever set down again? Hanna held the shovel in front of me. I lapped it! Kissing it over and over “Thank You! Thank You for the Pain! Please order me to address You properly. Please…”Hanna walked over, replaced the shovel. “I am Princess Hanna. Now you tiny bitch I own you… Forever right.” I nodded “Yes Princess Hanna. I am yours forever.” She laughed! Told me to stand up. My ass screamed in pain as i stood. Princess Hanna looked at my piss on the table and floor. “lick that up. Don’t even think this is the end? Remember you are my bitch. If your piss makes you puke??? Well you can guess what?”Princess Hanna laid on the couch. Turned the tv to her show. I lick my piss silently, so not to disturb her. It was nasty and disgusting! Did not want to think waht would happen if I failed? I also knew the life I wanted, I now had? A slave bitch.Princess Hanna snapped her fingers. My head jumpped turning to her. Her smile was sick and prue evil. “Good bitch… Now you will learn…”(I am hoping to turn this into a series? Have a lot of good ideas. Think I can take it a long way..”

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