Thanks to WAA01 for the edits.
Warning contains scenes of incest.
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Max was having a rather enjoyable dream as his mind replayed the events of the hours in Kate's dungeon room. He recounted how Jessica stripped her clothes off and placed the collar of her submissiveness around her neck. The way her 36Ds swayed back and forth as he fucked her hard as Jessica was restrained in a couture spreader bar with the cuffs strapped around her ankles and her wrists. The wails that escaped her lips, as he wasn't gentle in pounding her cunt for all the years of pain she put him through. However, it seemed to him that Jessica was getting off on it more so than just from the hard fucking he was giving her. Remembering how Kate ran her hand along her sister's spine as she walked along Jessica's side. Not that he could properly see her easing down her tights. Arching an eyebrow as Kate pulled her sister's face into her cunt. Nonetheless, his blissful dream was interrupted as he felt something warm on his skin. Max was not planning on waking up to the sight of his sister's head bobbing; her lips were gliding along the length of his cock on the second day of his release, and yet here he was.
"What the fuck?!" Max stated, quickly coming out of his slumber. Carol glanced up at him, making him watch as her tongue swirled around the crown of his rod. Her brown eyes burned in her sexual hunger as her lips sank back down his pole. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Sucking your cock, what else?" Carol cooed as she licked up the back of his cock as she knelt between Max's legs. Her hand ran down her chest, pushing her robe to the side, giving her brother his very first view of her 38A left breast as her fingers pinched her nipple. "Don't you like having this hard cock pleasured first thing in the morning?" she asked, sucking loudly on his mushroom top. "I love how Jessica tastes on this cock," Carol purred before engulfing her brother's cock.
"Well... fucking stop, this is weird enough as it is," Max spoke, unable to move unless he wanted to injure his manhood, something no man would ever do. Nevertheless, his sister failed to heed his command as her eyes told him she wanted his cum, wanted to feel that hot, salty seed striking the back of her throat. "Carol, fucking... oh fuck!" Max groaned as his semen surged up his shaft and exploded in his sister's mouth. Feeling the pressure of her tongue on the underside of his crown as Carol drank down his essence.
Carol gazed at her brother as she swallowed every drop. She wanted him to know, while she might have failed as his sister, she could bring pleasure to him as a man. Her hand moved along his slick, deflating cock as she gently sucked out every morsel of his seed from his core. Kneeling above Max, her eyes ran along all the scars that marred his chest as she fidgeted her robe. She wanted Max to know what she's willing to give him.
"Look at me, Max, look at this body," Carol purred as she untied the knot in the belt of her robe. "I know you don't care for me right now, yet that doesn't stop you from fucking Jessica, does it?" she asked, as her fingers slid her robe from her shoulders, exposing her naked body to her brother. "If you don't want me as your sister, then fuck me like the slut my Mistress has turned me into." The palm of her hand moved down through the valley of her breasts, along her smooth, flat stomach due to her years of keeping in shape for her job, her fingers weaving the light fur of her pubic hair lining her mons Venus, shuddering as she slipped two fingers into her wet, hot canal. Letting her brother hear how aroused she had gotten as she sucked him off. "So, whenever you want, you take this pussy as much as you want, Max. Fuck me as hard as you want, wherever you want," Carol said, rocking her hips as she fucked herself on her fingers.
"Just listen to how fucking wet I am. You don't even have to lick me right now; all you would have to do is slide that cock into your sister's pussy," Carol moaned as she rode her fingers.
"Fuck that..." Max began to say, only to have Carol shove her slick fingers into his mouth.
"Taste me, Max, taste how sweet my pussy is," Carol said, as she leaned over him. "Do you like the feel of my wet kitty on that cock?!" she inquired as she rubbed her wet labia along his now soft cock. "Think of it, Max, me with my ass up in the air. Presenting my hot, throbbing pussy for you to pound your frustration out on, give it some thought before you say no," Carol cooed sweetly before sliding off her brother and her fingers slipping from his lips as she sashayed to her room.
Max ran his hand down his face wondering what the hell he got released into; this was not the world he left when he went into prison. Wondering when the world went bat shit crazy, peeking over the back of the couch as his sister left her room. A smirk on her lips as she sauntered towards the only bathroom in her apartment.
"You can join me if you want, little brother, no reason to waste water. After all, I did have your cock in my mouth... or stay there," Carol said, shrugging her shoulders before shutting the bathroom door. Yet as that door closed, she couldn't contain her excitement. The sound of the shower running covered the sound of her feet dancing on the floor of her restroom. Her eyes flickered to her reflection; a sly smirk formed on her lips as she noted a drop of her brother's cum that hadn't found its way to warm her belly. Her eyes fluttered as its taste exploded across her taste buds. She knew what her morning ritual would be now, and she so was looking forward to it.
Max rolled over to face the back of the couch. Hoping that if he went back to sleep, it all would have been a horrible dream. He felt the back of the sofa compressing after Carol had finished her shower.
"I'll be waiting for when you get home tonight, Max," Carol cooed softly. "Maybe you'd like a little show for when you do," she teased before heading to her room to change into her uniform.
******
"Good morning, Max," Kate said, turning her head to the right at the sound of the car door opening. "Decan will be waiting for us," she stated as Max slid into the seat.
"Hello Kate," Max said, trying to forget about what happened that morning.
"Did something happen?" Kate inquired, as she heard something in the tone of his voice.
"Nothing you need to worry about," Max muttered, tugging at the lapels of his suit jacket, looking down as Kate placed a hand on his thigh.
"Max, I know last night was a new experience for you, yet if you're having..."
"It's not that, Kate," Max said, as the driver headed towards downtown.
"Then what's got you distracted?" Kate asked, scooting closer to him once she unbuckled herself. Her eyes widened as he whispered what had happened to him just a few hours ago. "Oh, I see. I can understand why that would weird you out. But Max, didn't you like it?" she whispered.
"That's not the point..."
"It kind of is," Kate retorted with a soft smile. "Don't think of Carol as your sister. Think of her like a slut that wants your cock," she purred in his ear. "That is what I turned her into," slipping her hand through the opening of his jacket, her fingers slowly circled around his areola, "I'm willing to share my sluts with you, Max," Kate whispered lustfully as her hand lavished on his right pectoral muscle.
"Why?" Max asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Because I want you to be happy, Max, if that means fucking whomever you want," shrugging her shoulders, "why should I stop it?" Kate asked, inhaling Max's scent as her hot breath flowed along his skin. While her eyes may never work again, Max was handsome, rugged, and dangerous in her mind. Her left hand guided him towards his lips. The kiss they shared in the loft of his new home had been on her mind ever since Max saw her home. The tip of her tongue teased his upper lip asking for admittance to the warmth of his mouth. Her body felt on fire as her lips embraced his. Her mound quaked, eager to have what she had felt before Max fucked her sister for the first time. Kate was in a whirlwind of bliss as her tongue rolled in Max's mouth. Her core heating at how she felt as those strong arms of his wrapped themselves around her body. Pressing her forehead against his, sighing into her mind when her driver told her they were approaching Decan's law office.
Four hours had passed since their arrival. Kate was delighted with her little slave. Especially given how hard he had worked the last two days to get every news piece, every article, every piece of information of those who had slandered Maximillian Daysome. Kate had intently listened as Decan went over everything her sister had said during his trial seven years ago. She could feel how tense Max was getting as Decan went over the character assassination Jessica had hammered home during the month-long trial. Kate hoped, as her thumb lightly circled along the back of his hand, she was bringing some comfort to him.
Kate wouldn't admit to him just yet, but she wanted to take away that anger of his. To help him heal from what the State and her sister, along with everyone else, has done to him. She just hoped that her affections weren't evident to him. It wouldn't do her any good if her subs found out that she was falling in love with Max. She knew, given how they've kissed and everything else, that Max knew she wanted to fuck him, just not the love part.
"We have some time before we have to head to the club; how about we stop for lunch and then head to a furniture store to pick out your new furnishings, hmm?" Kate hummed as she snuggled against Max once her driver pulled away from the curb.
"Have all those boxes been removed yet?" Max asked, remembering the maze of boxes that filled the third floor.
"Mmmhmm, they finished removing them last night while you were enjoying my sister's cunt," Kate answered with a coy smile on her lips. Recounting how Jessica had told her what it was like being fucked by him. Her thighs slyly rubbed together. Her clitoris throbbed like mad, her canal moistened, wondering what that hard cock of his would feel like when it was deep inside of her very own pussy. Would he fuck her as hard as he did her sister, or would he be more gentle with her? Either way, she couldn't wait for the day when it was her who felt the bliss of having Max between her legs. Her ears twitched when she heard Max's cell phone buzzing in his jacket, nodding when he uttered that it was his sister.
"What do you want, Carol?" Max spoke in a commanding tone.
"
Max, you don't have to sound so annoyed that I'm calling, little brother
," Carol's voice had a little pout to it.
"Well, you've spent six years ignoring the fact that I was innocent and stuck on death row, so can you honestly really call yourself my sister?" Glancing over when Kate lightly rubbed his left arm, wondering how much of an act she was putting on with him. He wasn't about to become one of her subs. That wasn't something he was ever going to do. Max hadn't fought for six years just to become someone's bitch the second day he's been out of prison. Still, though, that didn't stop his mind from wondering what Kate would look like in the nude.
"
But... Maxie
," Carol released a little whine using the name she once did when they both were young.
