Reader Request: Sisters Week

"They - they threatened me. They said they would send it to my husband." Tears ran down Jessica's face and her voice trailed away.

"They would send what home?"

The white man had sauntered over to the television and slid in a video. Soon an image of Jessica flashed onto the screen. Her naked body writhed as the black guy screwed her from behind. She bounced back upon his large cock, screaming with delight. The man muted the sound and smiled at Jessica. "You did your part, we'll leave the tape with you!"

"How could you do that?" Jennifer asked.

"On Tuesday, I had stopped at a bar. I only had one drink and felt strange." Jessica face was red with shame. "When I came to, these men," She motioned to the two guys. "They showed me with this tape and then asked about you guys. They said if I did what they wanted, everything would be ok."

"You idiot!" Heather screamed. "What do you think they're going to do with the tape you just made?"

Jessica's eyes widened and started to back away. But the black man grabbed her wrist and wrenched the video camera away. He smiled and said, "You ladies will be waiting for us tomorrow night at seven. Be dressed in something sexy, preferably skirts with no underwear or bras."

"Or what?" Heather sneered. "That video tape shows you raping us!"

The white man laughed. "Oh, we're only going to keep the part where you lovely ladies were cumming." He held up a list of addresses. He had obviously copied them when he had gone through their stuff. "And we'll be sending copies of that to your families."

Janette's stomach turned at the thought of her husband seeing that video. "What do you want us to do tomorrow?"

The black guy looked her up and down and Janette covered her bare chest. He laughed and said. "Get ready to dance, baby. Get ready to dance."

The two men walked out the front door, leaving the five women in shocked silence. Janette looked around, but everyone avoided her gaze. Jessica couldn't even bear to look up. Slowly, she got up and walked over to the bottle of tequila. She poured herself a shot and threw it back. It burned down her throat.

She whispered, "What did he mean dance?"

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In shocked silence, the sisters began to clean up from their ordeal. Jennifer put her bathing suit back on and went all the doors, making sure they were locked. The rest began to do the dishes and clean up the kitchen Jessica sat in the corner crying silently. Everyone avoided each other's gazes and went about the chores mechanically. Janette felt as if a weight were pushing down on her chest.

"Alright, I can't take this anymore." Lisa said and motioned to the kitchen table. "Everyone sit down." She went over and pulled Jessica to her feet. "You too."

When everyone was seated around the table, Jennifer asked. "What are we going to do about tomorrow?"

"We could try and get a flight out tomorrow." Heather said hopefully. "Once we get back to the States, everything should be fine."

"Except they have our addresses." Janette said, her mind still numb with shock. What would her husband say? "You and Lisa don't have to worry about it, but the three of us do."

Jessica squeaked out between sobs. "My husband will kill me. That's why I had to..."

"Shut up!" Lisa said. "I'm guessing that Janette and Jennifer won't want that tape back in States." The two oldest sisters nodded. "And Heather, you still live at home, so what would you do if our parents saw that tape?" Heather face turned pale. "And you Jessica. you owe us big time. So you will do whatever we say. And the first thing you will do is stop that annoying crying." Jessica nodded and took a deep breath.

"Tomorrow, we'll find some place to put our money, passports, credit cards. things like that. I don't want those bastards to have anything more of ours."

Janette wasn't surprised that Lisa was taking over. She was the go-getter of the sisters. The one who tried out for everything and pushed herself the hardest in the work place. But the white man's statement, reverberated in her ears. Tomorrow you will dance. "But what about tomorrow?"

Lisa looked at Janette and shrugged. "Tomorrow we do what they say. We do our best to protect ourselves and try to get the tape back."

The women nodded and got up to head to bed. Janette glanced over at Jessica, but she still wouldn't meet anyone's eyes. They headed to the bedroom they shared without a word. Janette was just slipping into her bed when Lisa walked in.

"Jessica, I want to talk with you."

Jeanette rubbed her eyes. "Don't you think she's been through enough sis?"

"You can say that with all the trouble she's put us through?" Lisa laughed. "I was the only one who didn't get anything from tonight's activities and I want some satisfaction."

"You can't be serious!" Janette said, sitting up. Surely her sister couldn't be turned on by this?

"Don't get 'holier than thou' on me Janette. I know you came twice tonight!"

Janette blushed, remembering Lisa's tongue in her pussy, and kept silent as Lisa grabbed Jessica's hand.

"Now you are going to do whatever I say Jessie." Lisa walked out of the room with Jessica trailing behind. "You better be good with the tongue..." The rest was lost as Lisa closed the door.

Janette took a deep breath and tried to get some sleep.

*****

Janette fidgeted with hem of the white leather mini-skirt she was wearing. She kept thinking that everyone could see she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Easy woman, you look fine." The white man said, his eyes raking up and down her body. He then turned to watch the dance floor. The black guy was out there with Heather. It was a slow song and they were grinding with the beat. She was wearing tight shorts, which allowed her to straddle the man's thigh. Every so often, he'd cup her breasts that were barely contained by the tube top.

Janette looked around the table. Lisa had a short summer dress on that barely covered her crotch. Jennifer had a bikini top on and tight shorts as well. Jessica was still blushing as she had on a tight black dress on. The worst part was that it was partially see-through and her nipples were visible through the top. Lisa had made her wear the revealing dress as part of the punishment.

The disco was loud and dark and smoky. There were a few locals and quite a few backpackers. This was obviously a hot spot for people who wanted a good time, but didn't want to spend a lot of money. Janette lifted her glass, her vision slightly wavering. She was definitely buzzed, maybe even drunk. She hadn't wanted to drink so much, but the men insisted and they had to do what the men said.

Plus, drinking allowed Janette to think about something besides what the men had in store for her and her sisters and niece. She lifted her glass and swallowed the last of the drink. What had this one been? Seven and seven...

"You ladies will like this drink. It's called Fire Water." The white man said as the waitress came by with yet another round of drinks. Was this the sixth round?

Janette shook her head and grabbed the new drink.

The waitress stayed after she had put down the drinks and shook her head; her hair extensions flew back and forth. She was a youngish woman with a thin frame. Her coal black skin made her eyes seem big and the whites of her eyes glowed. Finally, she said to the guy who was blackmailing them. "Parker, you showin' more women around?"

"It's what sets me apart for the other tourist agencies." He replied with a lazy smile before reaching over and squeezing Janette's breast. She yelped, but stayed quiet.

The waitress smiled; her two front teeth were capped in gold. "Those 'merican men must not be able to fuck. You always gett'n white women coming here for fun."

Parker turned and gave Lisa a kiss and laughed. "They don't complain after riding the Parker and Nifty Bus." He tossed a few bills to the waitress and leaned back, "When do you get off Kristen? You want one to play with?"

The money had barely hit the table, before the waitress, Kristen, scooped them up and they disappeared somewhere in her skirt. "Maybe. Maybe. I get off at one. If ya isn't here, I'll swing by ya place, k?" She walked off, but not before winking at the women.

Janette couldn't believe her ears. This waitress actually thought they wanted these two disgusting men! That they were actually paying these men for sex! She shuddered at the thought and took a sip of the 'Fire Water'. It had a heavy cinnamon flavor and burned down her throat. Still, warmth from the drink spread through her body. She saw her sisters downing the drink and did the same. She closed her eyes and let herself fall into a pleasant buzz.

Then, she heard a zipper being unzipped. She opened her eyes to see the white man (what was his name? Oh yeah, Parker...) grabbing Lisa's hand and directing her to pump his cock. Janette couldn't help, but stare as the cock slowly grew, pointing straight into the air.

"You like what you see?" Parker asked.

Janette looked up and met this man's gaze.

"Why don't you come sit on it." His voice clearly made it an order not a request.

Janette looked around the disco in distress. Who would be watching them? It was dark and most people were consumed by the gyrations on the dance floor. Maybe no one would notice.

"I said come sit on it."

Janette's face burned, but she meekly slid over and lifted her skirt above her crotch. He pushed the table away from them and moved her over so she was sitting on his lap, facing away from him.

"Lisa, help your sister.'

Janette flinched as she felt her sister's fingers part her pussy and then she felt a something warm press against her entrance. Slowly, she slid down. It stretched and hurt a bit. But the oldest sister knew she wouldn't get any pity from this monster. She bit her lip and forced herself farther down. Finally, she felt his body pressed against hers. His cock felt like it was almost tearing her in half.

"Great." Parker breathed behind her. He gently bit her ear causing a tremor of pleasure to shiver down her spine. "Now, start fucking me."

Obediently, she grabbed the table for support and began to rock back and forth.

Heather and the black man stepped off the dance floor and walked back to the table. Heather gave a double take when she realized what her sister Janette was doing.

The black man gave Parker a high five, "That's hot man. Very hot."

Parker's hand trailed up Janette's waist and idly played with her breast. "Yeah man, she's hot and tight."

The black man sat down and slid around to the back of the table. He pointed at Jessica and ordered. "You. Get under the table and give me a blow."

Jessica barely nodded, but she quickly slid under the table. The black man grinned and pulled Kristen over and began making out with her. Janette could barely see the top of Jessica's head as she unzipped the man's pants and began moving her head up and down. The erotic scene triggered something with her, a warmth started to build and she began to feel herself getting wetter. Janette let out a low moan.

Parker whispered. "That's it fuck me faster."

Janette responded by picking up her pace. His cock was large; longer and thicker than her husband's. As a result, even the slightest movement seemed to touch so many nerves. Janette closed her eyes, feeling herself rocking to the rhythm of the music. In and out. His cock felt so good. Two hands were playing with her breasts. Now three. It didn't matter. The warmth was spreading. Some was kissing her.

"I'm cumming! Oh yes! Yes!" Janette hissed. The orgasm built and then shook down her spine. She rocked violently on Parker's cock. She could feel her pussy gripping his cock and. "OH YES!"

Slowly, the euphoria faded. She continued to rock back and forth at a more sedate pace. She opened her eyes to see that it was Lisa who had knelt on the seat and was kissing her. Instead of resisting, Janette grabbed her younger sister's head and began making out with a vengeance.

"What's all this then?" A male voice intruded.

Janette broke off the kiss and saw a swarthy man in an expensive suit his arms crossed. He was smaller, maybe 5'9 with slicked-back, black hair. Gold rings shone from just about every finger and he stood there with an air of confidence.

"Parker? Nifty?" He continued. "Care to explain?"

"Just having a little fun Tony." The black man, Janette realized Nifty was his name, said. "Nothing wrong with that."

"My place is not a whore house."

"These fine women ain't whores. They're tourists." Parker laughed. "Tasting the fruits of paradise."

"Still I can't allow this behavior to continue. Unless." Tony's voice trailed off.

Parker motioned for him to sit. "By all means, have a seat."

The swarthy man sat down and unzipped his pants. Janette gasped. Parker and Nifty both had good sized cocks, but this guy was a monster. It was easily the length of her forearm and then head was huge, even with it only at half-staff. Parker grabbed Lisa by the shoulder and pushed her under the table. She quickly crawled over and started pumping Tony's monster cock with her right hand.

Tony nodded towards Kristen. "Her too."

Nifty took her arm off her shoulder and pushed. She almost lost her balance, but she didn't complain or resist. Instead, she kneeled down and began playing with the owner's balls.

"Very good you too." Tony said. His hands grabbed the backs of the sisters' heads and pulled them toward his cock. "I want you to both start sucking."

Lisa and Kristen began licking the sides of his cock. It was so big, their lips didn't even touch.

Janette watched with sick fascination. How did her and her sisters become such sluts? Nifty groaned and Janette saw that Heather was now straddling his black cock. Jessica was kneeling before them which confused Janette. Why was she still kneeling? Then Janette saw that Jessica's tongue flick out. She was licking the nexus where Heather's pussy and Nifty's cock met. She must have hit Heather's clit, because the youngest sister yelped at one point.

Two strong hands gripped Janette's waist and began moving her back and forth.

"I still haven't cum yet, baby." Parker said. "Get that ass moving."

Janette's body complied before she even had thought to say yes. Was she turning into a nympho? Her body was already at tingle and she had only just started to move. She realized that Parker had softened a bit, but his cock was returning to a full, hard form. Eagerly, she picked up the pace. Wanting his cock. Wanting him to cum inside of her. She felt something tickling her ass hole. She looked back to see Parker's leering face. His fingers, moistened by her own juices were penetrating her tight bum.

"No, I like you so much in my pussy." She squeezed her cunt, embracing his cock.

"Oh really?" Parker arched an eyebrow. "Beg me to stay in your cunt."

"Please, baby. Please fuck me." Janette's breath caught as a new wave of pleasure flowed through her body. "Please cum in my pussy."

"That was good. Very good."

She smiled and began to fuck him faster.

He smiled in return. "Are you my little whore?"

Janette bit her lip and nodded.

In one motion, he grabbed her hips and lifted her off his cock. "I want your ass my little whore."

Janette felt his cock pressing against her virgin asshole. She thought briefly, of struggling, of saying no. But the cock continued its insistent pressure and her legs slowly relaxed and she slowly moved down on his cock. Pain flared and she whimpered. Janette gritted her teeth and pushed herself down on his cock. Pushing. It hurt. Geez, how big was he?? Finally, she felt his pubic hair tickling her ass. She let out her breath with a slow sigh of relief.

Parker leaned forward and, almost gently, kissed her cheek. "Very good whore." His hands once again began guiding her back and forth. "Play with yourself while I fuck your ass."

The giant cock moved in and out. It was still uncomfortable, but not as bad. Janette's fingers moved down to her soaking pussy. She had masturbated a few times, but never while anyone was around. Her finger began moving up and down, in and out of her cunt. Teasing her clit.

Oh yes.

She looked around. Heather was bouncing up and down with wild abandon on Nifty's cock. Jessica was now standing, playing with Heather's tits. Kristen was actually straddling Tony. It looked like she was having some problems, but was beginning to fuck that monster cock. Lisa was holding onto Tony's manhood, trying to help position the two. And then Kristen began to grind. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was in heaven.

Another groan escaped Janette. The pain had warmed to pleasure as the double sensations of her fingers and Parker's cock continued.

"Look around baby." Parker said as he began fucking her ass faster; rougher.

A shock of pleasure, nearly blinded Janette. But she dutifully raised her head.

Everyone in the bar was watching them.

She squeaked with fear and almost climbed off Parker's lap.

"Not so fast my little whore." His hands tightened around her waist and jerked her back onto his lap. His cock went farther than ever before. Janette gasped with pain/pleasure. Almost on their own, her fingers went back to massage her clit.

The crowd cheered.

The men grinned and began pounding furiously. Heather had nearly collapsed into the arms of Jessica. Her breasts flailing wildly as Nifty fucked her. Then as one they groaned. Heather nearly shaking as an orgasm crashed over her.

Janette found her own voice as the pleasure within built. Parker's cock pounding into her ass. "Oh yes." Her fingers flaming sparks of pleasure. "Oh fuck me harder. Please! Who knew it could feel so... so good! It feels so good!"

Warm cum spurted in her ass as waves of pleasure flowed through her.

"OH YES!"

Spots flew across Janette's vision and she ground her body against Parker's. His warm cum oozing in her ass hole and she loved it.

Out of breath, she leaned back against Parker as his cock grew soft.

Tony hand bent Lisa over the table and was slapping her ass as he plowed into her with his cock. Her ass jiggled and she groaned with pleasure each time.

"Beg for it baby." Tony ordered. "Beg for my cum."

"Please cum inside!" Lisa face contorted in bliss. "Please! OH PLEASE!"

Tony laughed as Lisa moaned.

He then pulled out and grabbed Jennifer's head. She choked as she tried to take as much of his cock as possible. White cum dribbled out of the side of her mouth. But she enthusiastically continued to swallow. Tony finally let her come up for air. But her respite was short lived as he pushed her towards Kristen. "You should always share the wealth."

The crowd broke out into thunderous applause as Jennifer and Lisa began making out. Swirling Tony's cum between their dancing tongues. Janette's breath caught at the decadent sight of her two sisters, sticky with cum, making out.

Tony zipped up his pants and nodded to Nifty and Parker before ambling off. People began floating back to the dance floor. Still Kristen and Lisa were locked in a passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed against each other, hips slightly grinding.

Parker began to laugh, startling the two sisters. They looked around sheepishly and stepped away from one another. "Why don't you ladies clean up in the ladies room? Then we can get going."

Janette tried to keep the feelings of relief off of her face. Maybe Parker and Nifty would let them go home now. This might have been horrible, but at least it was over.

She felt more than saw the others following her as she made her way to the bathroom. As she walked through the crowed, hands roamed over her body and lewd comments were said. Patting her ass. "Great show." Squeezing a breast. "You giving it up to anybody?" Feeling her pussy. "Nice, white slut."