Robert Haill - His Sexpot Sis

The belt snaked through the air whistling all the way to smack and curl harder than ever and Jodi let out a long piercing scream and to her shame she found her cunt was opening up and a thin stream of golden piss streamed out of her.

"You dirty, good for nothing, cock-sucking little whore," he shouted as his arm went up and down with his belt drubbing her crimson buttocks.

"She's pissing herself," Kyla chortled.

Jodi heard her and hated her. It was all her fault she was getting another thrashing and, try as she did, she couldn't stop the golden waterfall until there was no more left in her to come.

"Now get up, you slut," he shouted at her.

She staggered to her feet and glared at him.

"If you want more, then I can give it to you," he snorted and shook the strap in her face…

"I don't care if you do," she hollered. "I saw the way you looked at Kyla and I've seen all the things in your room like the wooden cock you use on mummy," she burst out.

He looked at her without saying a word.

"You're a pervert,".she yelled. "You've enjoyed humiliating us, thrashing us." She stuck her chin out cheekily, determined to have her say. "And I wonder what mummy is doing in her room with Shawn who's got nothing on and is still as randy as hell. I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he wasn't fucking her," she garbled and stopped. She hadn't realized what she was saying.

"You're quite right," he said after a few seconds of silence. "I have enjoyed thrashing you two girls but what you don't realize is that I could have the both of you put in an institution if I wanted to. Yes, locked away for your own good. I still might do that if you give me any more trouble."

"Oh, no, please don't," wailed Kyla.

He looked at her, at her jutting tits and her blonde-framed slit, then back to Jodi with her miniscule tits and her shaven cunt. They had no choice but to do as he told them, whatever he wanted, they couldn't say no.

"He won't put us in an institution, Kyla. Can't you see the way he's looking us over," sniggered Jodi. "He's going to fuck us. Oh yes, he is, and probably lots more than that." She rubbed her stinging bottom. "He can hardly take his eyes off you, Kyla. He'll be up your hole like a rat up a drainpipe," she said, giving her father a long, searching look.

"No," Kyla whispered.

"Oh yes," Jodi sniggered. "Don't you think he had a nice long look at your goodies while you were bent over tasting his strap. He looked right into you."

"I don't care," Kyla said hotly. "At least I didn't piss myself with fright like you did. You're disgusting, Jodi."

"Quiet the both of you," he roared.

"What Jodi said isn't true, is it?" Kyla asked in a shaking voice.

"What do you mean?" He turned his head and looked at her.

"That-that you are going to-"

"Going to what, girl?" he pressed.

"Going to fuck us," she came out with it.

"Fuck you both? And one of you my very own daughter!" he said in a low voice without any expression on his face.

Kyla let out a sigh of relief and gave Jodi a look of scorn. Of course he wouldn't touch them. He had a right to punish them, and he had, and it was all over and done with now. They could go back to bed and tomorrow she would go home and the incident would be forgotten.

"Jodi is a guttersnipe," he said slowly. "She's always been a problem and one day she'll probably end up in a bawdy house or selling herself on some street corner because she is no good," he said to Kyla. "She's a bad seed and nothing I can do will change that. She has seduced her own brother and she is trying to seduce me. Look at her."

Jodi stood tall with her back like a ramrod. Her mound of Venus was puffy from being fucked and her tits were hard with their nipples standing erect and excited. Her red mouth was wet and her pink tongue stabbed in and out between her lips, constantly moistening them.

"She is already a whore and the only difference between her and a hooker is that she doesn't charge for the use of her body, but one day she'll get around to it," he said, stripping bare her soul.

"And you, father, are a bastard," she said in return. "You are a middle-aged voyeur with a predilection for young girls. Kyla will find out that what I said is true, when you have your bloated cock rammed deep inside her fuck hole."

"Don't talk to your father like that," cried Kyla horrified. "You're wicked, Jodi. I can see that now."

"Am I? Then look at the bulge in daddy's pants. Already he's got a hard-on," Jodi sniggered.

"I see you haven't been punished enough," he rasped. "Now both of you can get along to my room."

"Your room, daddy? Where all your sex aides are?" Jodi trilled.

He gave her a stinging slap across her ass with his hand and his face darkened.

"It's no use, daddy. I know you for what you are. I can read you like a book," she cried. "You're not the first grown man I've tangled with. There's been plenty of them. I've had more men fuck me than you've had hot dinners," she flung at him.

"Get to my room," he boomed and descended on her and she turned and ran. "And you, Kyla," he caught hold of her arm and his knuckles dug hard into her breast.

"Yes, sir, I'm going," she wailed.

He slapped Kyla's ass all along the hall until she turned into his bedroom and stood frozen in the door, not believing her eyes.

"Get in," he snarled, then grinned, as he saw what she was looking at.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn and the room was in semidarkness but there was enough light to see Shawn standing close to the bed with his legs wide apart. His prick stood out like a battering ram, long and hard and curved. In front of Shawn knelt his mother, wearing only a skimpy pair of panties through which the curve of her buttocks showed. She was about to take her son's prick into her wide-open mouth as they all burst in. Her head whirled around and a look of panic froze her small face.

"Jill, I've brought the two girls with me," said John, pushing them into the room. "I've punished them. They've both been soundly thrashed," he said like he didn't see Shawn about to plunge his prick into her mouth.

Jill came to her feet and turned around and her tits were upward like sky rockets. Her dark nipples were little cocks in the middle of her smooth hard orbs. She nodded at her husband and smiled gently at Kyla with her hand up against her mouth stifling a cry.

"Didn't I say my dear brother Shawn was probably giving it to mummy?" said Jodi smugly as she stalked into the room.

"I've already punished Shawn," cried Jodi. "She gave Jodi a savage look. "He told me all the awful things you did to him."

"Me, did to him?" Jodi exploded.

"You shaved him bare, look. Don't deny it. You're a bad girl. Didn't you shave him?"

"Yes, but-"

"You needn't say any more," snapped Jill. "I hope your father whipped you soundly."

"I did," he roared. "She won't be able to sit down for a week. What are you standing at the door for, Kyla. Get in here," he ranted at her.

"Well, John!" Jill stood close to him. "Now that they've all been punished, I think we should take the opportunity to teach them properly all about sex, don't you?"

"My own thoughts entirely," he smiled down at her. "I think they've all got a lot to learn." He looked over at Kyla with her back against the closed door. She looked lovely with her uncombed hair straggling over her shoulders and the animal look of fear in her lush green eyes.

"I had to tell mummy," Shawn said to Jodi, going over to her. "She understands. Everything is all right." He put his arms around her neck and kissed her.

"You're such a beast, Shawn. You didn't have to tell." She rested her head against his chest. "And Kyla told daddy what we did and I wet myself and-"