“Did he do this?” I ask through clenched teeth. “Where is he?” Susan stops me as I turn towards the door.
“Nick, wait,” she pulls on my arm. “I don’t really want to talk about it but you can watch the video. Dad is waiting in his office… he’s um… subdued,” she says with a forced half-smile and nods towards the large plasma screen over Tracy’s desk.
Danae starts the video and we watch Dad and Susan walk into his office. Closing the door, Dad turns to Susan and says, “Susan you’re my sex slave.”
My sister stops walking and assumes a robotic pose. She’s wearing a red scoop neck tee and with low-rise white shorts that fit her like a second skin. Dad leans against his desk with a shit-eating grin on his face as my sister pulls her top over her head and unfastens her bra.
“We can skip this part,” Susan says quietly.
“No,” Mom says emphatically. “We’ll watch it all.”
We observe Dad adjust his crotch as Susan unzips her shorts and wiggles them down her thighs. The camera angle is from the side and picks up both Dad and Susan very clearly. Dad steps forward as Susan peels her thong down her sexy legs and he’s already cupping her breasts as she stands up straight.
“You are beautiful,” Dad whispers, moving his thumbs over her erect nipples as his fingers caress the sides of her breasts. “But are you talented?” he muses, moving his hands down to her hips before sliding one over her ass as the other over her pussy mound.
“Do you know how to use this?” he asks, teasingly while pushing his fingers inside her wet pussy. Susan shudders at the intrusion but maintains the illusion of submissive control. “Or this?” he asks, extracting his fingers from her pussy and pushing them into her mouth. “Suck my fingers, Princess,” he whispers, still caressing her ass cheek with his other hand. “Do you know how to use your mouth to pleasure a man?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Susan whispers when he removes his fingers from between her lips.
“We’re going to see how talented you are,” Dad says, pinching and twisting her hard nipples before stepping back and removing his clothing. He hangs his pants, shirt and jacket neatly in the closet and lays his underwear on a shelf above them. His cock is fully extended when he turns around and faces Susan.
Dad positions himself on a comfortable chair just to the side of his desk and spreads his legs.
“Come her, Princess,” he says. “You’re going to give me a blowjob. Make it your best and show Daddy what you can do with that mouth of yours.” Susan walks over and smiles at him as she kneels in front of his chair. Sliding her hands lightly up the inside of his thighs she leans forward and flicks her tongue against the underside of his erect cock. Dad really is treating her like a sex slave. There is nothing loving or romantic in what he’s doing with her.
“Do we have to watch all of this?” Susan breaks our concentration. Completely mesmerized by what was happening on the screen, I almost forgot Susan is watching this with us. “Can’t we just skip to the part…”
“You can leave,” Mom says quietly but firmly. “I understand if you don’t want to see this, but I’m going to watch it all.” Susan nods and we turn our heads back to the screen.
Susan has sucked Dad’s cockhead into her mouth and her hands are stroking his shaft and teasing his balls. Moving her hand up and down in rhythm to her bobbing head, Susan has Dad worked into a frenzy in no time. Susan slows her pace and starts licking up and down his shaft and around his cockhead.
“I wanted it to last… I wanted to impress him,” Susan whispers in my ear and I realize she’s pushed her body against mine and is holding my arm in a death grip.
“I know,” I whisper, releasing her hands from my arm and putting it around her. I squeeze her protectively against me as I turn back to the video. I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Susan is giving Dad the blowjob of his life and he’s picking up his cell phone to make a call.
“Christina!” Dad says into the phone. “You won’t believe what I’m doing right now.” Susan stiffens in my arm as I watch her shocked look on the video. “Guess who’s giving me a blowjob right now, in my office?” Susan appears to be trying to distract him from his call by rapidly pumping him into her mouth while she corkscrews her hand up and down his saliva coated shaft.
“My own darling daughter, Susan,” Dad says with an evil smirk in his voice as he thrusts his cock deeper into Susan’s mouth.
“No, I haven’t gotten the transmitter yet but her own brother gave her some sort of post transmitter suggestion.” I involuntarily wince when I hear this. “While I’ve been playing nice with Elaine, Nick’s been using the transmitter to boink his sister.” Dad laughs and Susan looks up at him with a different look in her eye.
“Hell yes, she’s good! She’s as good as I’ve ever had!” Dad grabs Susan’s hair and starts anxiously fucking her mouth.
“I don’t know, twenty something but she could pass for a teenager and we don’t have to do anything to her tits, they’re perfect.” Susan is still sucking his cock but a look of pure hatred has entered her eyes. “We’re back, baby! Her mouth alone is worth thousands! Start calling clients today and AGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!” Dad drops the phone as Susan pulls his hand from her hair.
“You bit me, you bitch!” Dad screams, smacking her on the cheek and knocking her onto the floor. Beside me Susan’s hand goes to her still red cheek as we watch the scene unfold on the big screen.
“Susan, you’re my sex slave,” Dad commands, standing over her with a confused look on his face.
“You sonofabitch!” Susan screams as she jumps to her feet and starts pounding on Dad’s chest with her fists. “I’ve never been your slave!” Dad tries to grab her wrists. “It was all a stupid act so I could fuck you!” Susan cries as Dad succeeds in getting a hold of her wrists
“An act? You were never under the influence of the transmitter?” Dad asks incredulously. Susan just shakes her head. “You stupid cunt!” Dad says, letting go of her wrist and punching her in the stomach. Susan doubles over, out of breath and I clench my fists as I watch him turn her around over his desk.
“You want me to fuck you?” Dad screams. “I’ll fuck you!” He viciously kicks her legs apart and aligns his cock with her exposed pussy. “You’re a dumber cunt than your mother.” Dad says, slamming her tits against the desktop as he shoves his cock into her pussy. “I’ll fuck you! And then I’ll get that transmitter from your brother and turn you into the biggest moneymaker I’ve ever had.”
“Oh God!” Mom has her hands to her mouth and tears are streaming down her cheeks as we watch Dad rape Susan.
“Think about it, Dad,” Susan cries as he pummels her pussy with his hard cock.
“I was trying to remember the trigger,” Susan whispers hoarsely as she turns her head away from the brutal assault on the screen. I pull her closer and smooth her hair with my hand. God, I wish I’d never suggested she pretend to be under the influence of the transmitter.
“Think about what?” Dad laughs. “How hot your pussy feels around my cock or how dumbfounded your brother will be when your mother brings me the transmitter?” Dad has Susan by the hair and is pulling her head up off the desk as he continues raping her pussy with his hard cock. “Your mother is a great piece of ass, too. I’ll bet…”