The Second Place Sister

Amanda told Tori to remove her pants, and Tori obeyed. She wondered when she'd stopped feeling shy about exposing herself in front of other people. She'd changed in plenty of locker rooms, so she was used to other girls seeing her in some form of undress, but she'd always been a little wary of it before. Now, it didn't seem so bad. It was a little embarrassing, but it also made her feel excited.

Amanda went to the table and picked up some weird looking apparatus. It looked like some kind of strange rubber strap. She'd never seen anything like it. The thing was black, looked thin, and had some kind of straps and loops. Amanda brought it over to Tori, and knelt in front of her.

"Lift up your leg, please," she said.

Tori did, and Amanda slid one of the loops over her foot, then the other one over her opposite foot. She pulled the weird thing up Tori's legs, until she felt it nestled against her pussy. Amanda then took the straps, and secured them behind Tori's back. She felt the back of the device cup her ass cheeks, and when Amanda secured it in place, the straps in back pulled her sculpted butt cheeks apart, totally exposing her asshole. She heard the device lock into place, and she looked at Amanda with fear and confusion.

"What is this?" Tori asked, starting to panic.

The rubbery material pressed between her legs and against her pussy. She could feel her exposed anus open to the world.

Amanda was smiling, "It's a custom-fitted chastity belt!" She explained happily.

"A what?"

"A chastity belt. The doctors are concerned about your constant masturbation, and in order to curb those urges, they felt that the first step in your treatment should be to modify that behavior, so that it doesn't progress further. This belt is designed from a very tough, but flexible material. It's molded to your figure, and should keep you from rubbing your hot little cunnie too much,"

Tori was in shock. She didn't know what to say. How was she supposed to use the bathroom?

"Don't worry, dear. It's for your own good," Amanda went on, "Now, there's a slit in the material just wide enough to let you safely use the bathroom, but not big enough to let you get your little fingers into your pussy. Of course, you'll need to clean yourself up, so whenever you need to do that, you'll have to page me so that I can unlock your belt for you,"

"But, but,"

"You'll still be able to wipe your bottom, of course," Amanda continued, ignoring Tori's growing concern, "but if you need to...relieve yourself in other ways, you'll just have to ask permission, alright?"

"This isn't fair," Tori cried, "Cindy doesn't have to wear one of these!"

"Yes, well, Cindy has her own therapies arranged, just as you have yours. If you want to get an early release, you'll need to follow through with the agreement you signed with Dr. Carlson,"

That got Tori to quiet down, and she realized she was behaving like a child. Amanda was right. She was supposed to be getting better. She had a condition, and they were going to help her. Surely they knew what was best. As embarrassing as it was, she was just going to have to do it. Though she was resigning herself to it, her acceptance didn't do anything to help the ache in her pussy. She'd been aroused since Cindy started showing her the sex toys, and with this thing on, she wouldn't be able to get herself off, or use Cindy's face to do it either. The thought scared her more than it should have.

"Now, walk around a bit and tell me how it feels," Amanda instructed.

Tori walked around the room. The material flexed well with her movements. It didn't chafe, didn't feel uncomfortable, really, just different. Having her ass totally open was a little disconcerting, as well.

"Feel okay?"

"Yes, I guess so,"

"Great. Now, you can put your pants back on,"

Tori pulled her pants back up over the chastity belt. At least she could hide it under her clothes.

"Alright, now, let's go make that phone call!"

Her spirits lifted again as Amanda showed her out of the exam room, and back down the winding halls to Dr. Carlson's office in the other wing. Carlson was going over some papers behind his desk, but beamed when they entered the office.

"Tori, how does the new treatment device feel?" he asked.

Tori shrugged, "It's weird. How long do I have to wear this?"

Carlson seemed to consider that a moment, "That will entirely depend on you. If you can keep your hands from playing with yourself, then we'll know we've made a step in the right direction. However, if we still see signs that you're trying to masturbate frequently, we'll need to keep it on. I guess the answer is, as long as it takes,"

Tori felt panicked. What if she never got better? What if she was like Cindy, and she kept getting worse and worse until there was no hope? Would she have to keep this thing on for the rest of her life, always asking someone to help her pee, or allow her to cum? She tried to fight the panic down, but the tears were in her eyes before she could stop them. On top of that, she had been in a constant state of arousal since Cindy showed her the toys, and it was getting to the point that she needed to cum or she might go crazy.

"There, now, Tori," Amanda said comfortingly, "I'm sure you'll be able to help yourself, right? You don't want to always be playing with your pussy, do you?"

"No," she choked out.

"But a girl has needs, and I'll bet someone with your condition is probably getting a little hot and bothered right about now, aren't you?"

Tori looked up into her eyes, and couldn't deny it. She nodded slightly.

"Would you like to cum? Would that make you feel a little better?"

She knew it would. Her pussy was burning up inside, and she could feel her juices running out between the little slit in her belt.

"Why don't you ask Dr. Carlson if he thinks it's okay,"

Tori looked at the doctor, but she couldn't make the words come out.

"What is it that you want, Tori?" Dr. Carlson asked.

"I...Dr. Carlson...May I...I'd like to please...."

"Yes?"

"May I please...cum?" she managed between the tears.

"I suppose that would be alright, Tori," He said, "But we can't have you masturbating yourself. That would defeat the whole purpose of the treatment. Perhaps Amanda would be willing to help you, if you asked her?"

Tori turned back to Amanda with pleading eyes. Could she ask another girl to get her off? This wasn't like with Cindy. Amanda was part of the staff. She wasn't a hypersexual, like her roommate. She didn't want to do this, like Cindy did.

"Amanda, would you please help...help me...cum?"

Amanda patted her hair, "Yes, I will, honey. Just pull off your pants, okay?"

Tori looked at Dr. Carlson. Did he mean for her to do it right here in his office? She flashed back to watching Cindy suck his cock just this morning.

"Go on, dear," Amanda urged, "It's alright. We're all professionals here. You want to cum, don't you?"

Tori did want to cum. She wanted to very badly. It had been hours since her last orgasm, and she was having trouble thinking about anything else. She pulled her pants off, and Amanda undid her belt, pulling it down over her legs. The freedom felt wonderful. Her pussy was so wet as Amanda sat her down on the couch and spread her legs. Dr. Carlson looked away and focused on his papers.

Amanda dipped her fingers into Tori's young snatch, and the hot teen moaned loudly at her touch. It felt nice to have someone else touch her pussy. Amanda was very soft and gentle as she rubbed Tori's clit, smeared her fuck cream around her cunt, and used her other hand to finger her hole. Tori became lost in the sensations, never noticing Dr. Carlson pick up the phone.

She didn't hear him dial, but she did snap back rudely to reality when she heard him say, "Yes, Mr. Hamlin?"

Tori sat up at her the mention of her father, but Amanda pushed her back and then Tori felt the coordinator's tongue slash against her slit. It felt so good that she almost came, but knew that when she did the belt would go back on, and she wanted it to last. Dr. Carlson was talking to her father.

"Yes, sir. Dr. Carlson at the NewYou Clinic...Fine, fine, thank you so much for asking...No, everything is just fine, and Tori is doing wonderfully. She's here in the office, in fact, and I have some news to share with you, if you'd like to put your wife on speaker, as well...Yes, I'll wait..."

A few moments passed, as Dr. Carlson watched Amanda suck at Tori's pussy. Tori's hands were wrapped in Amanda's hair, and she was chanting under her breath, "Yes! Yes! Yes! So good...mmmm...lick my cunt..."

Dr. Carlson resumed speaking as Tori fought to divide her attention between the phone call and the building orgasm in her pussy, "Yes, hello. Good afternoon to you both...Yes Mrs. Hamlin, Tori is just fine. She's right here, and I'll put her on shortly. I wanted to reach out to you both with a piece of good news first...Yes, I'm sure it is...After careful evaluation, it is the opinion of my staff, and myself, that your lovely daughter is not suffering from a drug addiction...Yes, I know that should put your mind at ease..."

Tori was on the verge, and she couldn't hold it back. She humped against Amanda's face and began to cum, spilling her fuck honey all over the coordinator's face. Amanda eagerly lapped it up as Carlson continued talking, as though nothing was amiss.

"We believe that Tori's recent experimentation is actually due to a repressed condition that has only begun to manifest in the last few weeks. It's a rare condition known as Adolescent Hypersexual Disorder...Yes, I'm not surprised you've never heard of it. It's not something we see often, but the early signs are there. We've asked Tori to participate in a new study here at the clinic, to which she has agreed. The good news is that we'll be able to petition the court for her release much sooner than expected..."

Tori began to come down from her sexual high as Amanda stood up, leaned over, and pushed her tongue into the teenager's mouth. Tori happily sucked at the honey taste of her own pussy, and then licked Amanda's fingers clean.

"We're looking at a release within the next two weeks, however it will be conditional. Tori will need to come in for therapy once a week...Yes, we're very excited, too! When she's released, her care coordinator, Amanda, will meet with you to discuss the conditions, and the arrangements that she'll need at home...Of course you can talk to her. Just a moment..."

Tori stood up on wobbly legs and accepted the phone that Dr. Carlson was holding out for her.

"Dad? Mom?" she said.

"Baby, it's good to hear your voice," Melanie said on the other end.

"It's good to hear you, too," Tori said, and it was.

"How are they treating you honey?" Her father asked.

"Everyone has been really nice," Tori said, "It's not as bad as I thought it would be. I just miss you guys,"

John and Melanie told her all about the last week, what they had been doing, how work was, about Stephanie's modeling job, but left out the fact that they'd fucked her twin silly over the weekend. She was happy to hear that Stephanie was also keeping tabs on her boyfriend, Tim, and that her sister was really worried about her, too. Tori felt so lucky that Stephanie was looking out for her, when she knew she couldn't. She felt like a bitch for being so rude to her sister before she'd gotten put in this place.

All too soon, Dr. Carlson was asking her to wrap up the call. Tori told her parents that she loved them, and that she couldn't wait to come home. Then she was handing the phone back to the doctor. Amanda was pulling the belt back up her legs. Tori hadn't even noticed that she'd talked the whole time with her lower body completely exposed. Amanda locked her pussy back up, and escorted her out of the office while Dr. Carlson continued to chat with her parents about Tori's treatment.

"You'll need to continue working," Amanda was saying, as they approached Tori's room, "as much as you can over the next couple of weeks,"

"Okay."

Amanda opened the door, and let Tori inside. Cindy lay on the bed shoving the big dildo up her ass, and a smaller one in her pussy. Tori couldn't help but feel a little jealous. The whole room smelled of teen pussy.

"Remember, if you need help just page me," Amanda said, and then she was gone.

Cindy came with toys lodged deeply in both her tight young holes, and then realized that Tori was back. She grinned tiredly at her roommate, and pulled the toys from herself, then began to clean them with her mouth. Tori already felt the growing heat in her cunt watching Cindy's lewd display, but there was nothing she could do about it. She found her hand straying toward her pussy, but then she felt the belt, and stopped.

"Do you want me to take care of you?" Cindy asked happily, "You can shove your cunt against my face, if you want."

"I can't Cindy," Tori said sadly. She did want to shove her cunt against Cindy's face.

"Sure you can," Cindy reassured her, "I said it was okay. I like how you taste, and when you call me a stupid dyke. It's really hot,"

"No, I can't," Tori said, and slid her pants off, revealing the belt.

"Oh," Cindy said, "They locked up your pussy? That's awful! How are you supposed to cum?"

Tori shrugged.

"Well, there's still your ass, right?" Cindy said, as though it were the most logical thing in the world.

*A Promise Kept*

Stephanie sang along to the radio as she cruised into her neighborhood, her spirits high. Her introduction to her new modeling job had gone splendidly, but her first shoot wouldn't be until later in the week. She felt wet between the legs, remembering the way the photographer had fucked her with his eyes the entire time. He'd been really cute, in a rebellious artist sort of way, with lanky black hair, piercing eyes, and a really fit body. Stephanie had decided immediately that she would fuck him, as long as it didn't screw up her gig.

The afternoon was waning as she pulled into her driveway, happy to be home. She was hoping that her daddy wouldn't be too busy to shove his big dick into her and cure her horny itch. The soreness in her body had begun to fade by that morning, but she'd taken it easy the day after losing her virginity to her father's over-sized prick.

She had, however, invited Tim around and blown his small penis, just to make sure he stayed in line. She'd also been eager to tell her brother about what had happened, and that her pussy was now open for him. Mike had been so patient, after all, through her numerous blowjobs and relentless teasing. He deserved to be next in line to fuck her, and she felt a thrill at the thought of having her brother's big cock stretch her out, too. She knew Mike would be rougher, more dominant, and she liked that contrast to her father's careful lovemaking.

She came in the house, big tits bouncing around in her half top, and checked the garage. Both her parents cars were gone. No daddy dick to fuck herself on, but there were other options in this house. She went to the door to Mike's cave, and heard some loud pounding bass from down inside. Smiling, she opened the door, and slipped inside, making her way quietly down the steps.

Mike lay on his bed in a pair of shorts, his attention in some game magazine. He was absorbed, and had no idea he was no longer alone.

Stephanie crouched low and sneaked over to the bed. The head of Mike's flaccid cock poked out the bottom of his shorts. She felt her mouth water as she quietly leaned over his lap and slipped her lips over his cockhead. Mike groaned and dropped his magazine. She slid her lips further onto his cock, pushing his shorts up and smiling up at him with her mouth full of his growing dick.

"Steph..." he breathed, and then groaned as she purred happily around his meat.

She continued sucking at his dick, forcing more of it into her mouth. His hands came down to wrap in her blonde hair, and he began to use it to fuck her mouth. She let him use her for a few moments, getting his dick nice and slippery. Fuck, her pussy was so wet. She pulled her mouth off his dick and stroked it.

"Did you miss me?" she asked huskily.

"Oh, yeah," he said, "My nuts are about to burst,"

"Mmm, well that's not healthy. A good sister should make sure her nasty brother's big balls are getting drained, don't you think?"

"Of course," Mike agreed.

"I heard a little rumor," Stephanie said, fisting his cockhead, "I heard that you got to go balls deep in our hot mother's pussy,"

Mike's dick jumped at the memory of Melanie's cunt wrapped around his cock, and he said, "It was amazing,"

"Mmmm, I know. She's got such a hot little cunt! I have a surprise for you, though,"

"What's that?"

"Do you know what I did this weekend?"

"I'm sure you're going to tell me,"

She squealed like a little girl with a secret, and told him, "I got my virgin pussy stretched open by our daddy's big dick,"

She wrapped her lips around his cock again and sucked as Mike processed this new information.

"Oh, shit," he moaned, "You did it? You got dad to fuck you?"

"Mmmhmmm,"

"Was it what you'd hoped?"

"Mmmmhmmm!"

"So that means..."

She pulled his dick out and smiled up at him, smacking his throbbing meat against her face.

"That means," she said teasingly, "that my big brother, my filthy, perverted brother, should certainly not try to stick his thick cock into me. That would be soooo wrong. Good girls, like me, don't let their hung brothers shove their big pricks into their pussies. It's disgusting!"

Mike pushed her head back onto his cock and began to pump his hips, forcing his cock in and out of her throat.

"It's too bad I'm such a fucking pervert," Mike said between groans, "If I were a good brother, I wouldn't even think of getting my big dick into my hot sister. But I'm a terrible brother, and I want to make my sister a total whore for my cock,"

"Uh, Uh!"

"Oh, yeah," he said, "I think I'm gonna push my fat prick up your little hole and make you cum on it,"

"You can't do that to your little sister," she said, stroking his meat, "Only some fucking sicko would want to do that. You really think I'm just going to let you force that thing up my pussy, and that I'm going to like it?"

"I don't care if you like it," Mike played along, "I'm going to do it, anyway. I'm going to rape your little cunt, just like I do your mouth,"

Stephanie dropped his hard dick and stood up, turning as if to leave. Mike was up in a shot. He knew this game. He grabbed his sister's arm and pulled her body against him. She beat at him with her fist, but he twisted her hands behind her back and held her wrists together, while he pushed his lips against hers. Stephanie struggled, but Mike forced his tongue into her mouth, while his free hand went under her skirt and groped her perfect ass.

She bucked her hips against him and tried to wiggle free, but he turned her around and bent her over his bed, still holding her hands behind her back. He reached under her skirt and yanked her panties down to her knees.

"Let go of me you sick fucker!" She yelled.

"Shut up, slut. You're gonna take my dick up your snatch, and you're gonna ride it like you fucking like it!"

"I'll bet you feel big now, don't you! Do you feel like a fucking man? Does it get you off to rape your hot little sister's teen cunt?"

He pushed her skirt up her back and saw her gorgeous, shaved, wet pussy just inches from his cock. He'd been dreaming of the day that he could fuck Stephanie for so long. He never imagined it would happen. Now, just two days after fucking his beautiful mother, he was about to penetrate his sister, too. He knew he was the luckiest man in the world.

Stephanie was still fighting against him, so he took hold of both her arms and pulled them back, using them to lever her until she was helplessly bent over with her ass sticking up in the air. Her face pushed into the bed, Mike lined up his big dick with her slit and slowly rubbed the head in her flowing fuck cream. Stephanie panted and moaned. His dick was so close, so hot.