Her brother dragged her to the altar. She was barely able to struggle against his strong grip. She had been fucked until she was too rubbery and weak to ever hope to fight him off again. He had left her hanging from the chains after he had fucked her for over an hour. The panic had flared in her tender young body once again. Brandy had been certain she hadn't pleased James. She had agonized over being left strung up for the rest of her life.
The pain in her body was dying down to a dull ache now, but it served as a constant reminder of what she had been through. She was almost purified. She felt it. And to be abandoned now with her goal so close was the worst thing in the world for the girl.
"Please, James, do what you will with me, but don't leave me all alone again. I can't bear to have you leave me."
"You have withstood well the separation from earth. Now we must check to see if the earth will accept your body once again."
He hoisted her onto the stone altar. She shivered as the cold rock rubbed roughly across her shoulders and arms. She stretched out, her hands over her head. For a moment her brother stood looking at her. He licked his lips and then began stroking his hands over her body.
She shivered again. Gooseflesh popped up on her once smooth skin. The feel of his hands on her tits was comforting and thrilling to the teenager. His fingers gripped her nipples and pulled at them. She moaned softly as the warmth from his fondling spread into her chest.
It drove out the chill she had originally felt. She could even relax a little and enjoy the way his palms fiercely crushed her tits. He was trying to remold her tits into a shape more pleasing to him. She wished she could help. She watched in helpless fascination as his fingers brutally gripped the snowy white slopes. Her firm titflesh oozed from between his fingers. He moved his hands in circular motions as if trying to rip her tits off her chest.
Sighing with pleasure, she moaned out, "More, Brother James, give me more of that. It's so…"
His fingers tightened like steel bands on her tender tits. She gasped in reaction. She saw the once white titflesh turn a fiery red as he began dragging his fingernails along the slopes. She felt fire coursing through her chest. She was barely able to breathe now.
"I shall fuck these lovely tits," he declared. "Suck on my cock. Suck it for all you're worth!"
"Thank you for not calling me a whore," she blurted out. The girl thought she had arrived now. He was no longer insulting her. She was nearly at the point where she would be accepted into her brother's little group. And that pleased her more than anything else in the whole world.
He shoved his rigid cock into her mouth and she sucked it deep into her hot throat. She clamped her lips erotically around the thickness of his cock. Then she used her tongue in the best ways she could.
She found the tiny flap of flesh dangling down under the cleft head of his cock. She teased it, knowing this was the most sensitive skin on his entire body. She batted it around with her tongue, then used her teeth to roughly score the sides of his cock shaft. Her brother began dancing around in arousal. She felt his cock begin to swell even more. She could hardly keep it in her mouth it had grown so big.
Her tongue swirled around the thick tip. Once, she tried to stuff her tongue into his piss-slit. It turned them on even more.
Then Brandy cried out. Her brother had pulled his cock from her mouth. She panted harshly, then begged, "Stuff it back in. Let me suck on your cock some more. I've just gotten started!"
"I want to fuck your tits!" he said.
He jumped lightly to the altar and stood straddling her. Slowly he lowered hs body until his cock rested firmly in the deep canyon between her tits. His hands gripped the twin mounds of her tits and then pressed inward. This caused the firm titflesh to cover his cock. He had formed a brand new cunt in the middle of the girl's chest.
She sighed at the feel of his cock. It was hot and hard and slowly moved back and forth between her satiny tits. When he began fucking in earnest, she almost came.
Looking down, she could see the single-eyed head of his cock emerging from the mountains of tit. The purple knob throbbed visibly now. She knew it was because of her that it pulsed so wildly. And this pleased her. The teenager wanted nothing out of life but to please her brother. That was all she could hope for now.
Her life had been a mess till she found James and his cult. He provided the security she wanted and needed. He told her everything to do. She no longer had to make decisions that might be wrong. And she had support from the others too. The men she had been purified by and Sister Roxanne. All of them supported her now when she had had no one before.
The warm feeling inside came not only from his rapid fucking of her tits but from the knowledge she had found her niche in life.
"Fuck my titties," she cried out. "Fuck them good. I need it so baaaaaad!"
She felt the waves of desire mounting in her cunt. She shivered and shook and demanded ever more from her brother's cock. And then it was gone. He had pulled back, his cock still swollen and ready to fuck.
"Wh-what's wrong?" she asked, dazed. She couldn't believe he had stopped. She was enjoying this immensely and she knew her brother had to be loving it too.
"I must purify all your holes. I have had my precious cock in your mouth. I have fucked between your tits. That leaves two holes of your body to fuck."
She felt him sliding off her belly and moving down between her legs. Shifting her weight back onto her shoulders, the young girl was able to lift her legs high into the air. This exposed her naked flowing cunt to him. She wanted that cock fucking her cunt. If she couldn't get him to fuck her tits any more, she would accept him all the way up her cunt!
He lifted her legs until her ankles were draped over his shoulders. He bent her double like a pretzel until her upper legs pressed into her tits. Her body protested. Her shoulders took all the strain, and her scraped whipped back was being further tormented by the rough stone on which she lay. But the girl felt his cock pressing into her puffy cuntlips.
For his cock, any amount of pain was worthwhile!
"Open to me, Sister Brandy. Open and be purified!" he cried.
She spread her legs apart a little more and felt his cockhead poke into her cunt hole. Then he surged balls-deep into her body. He stroked slowly at first, remaining almost entirely in her cunt. She felt her resilient cunt walls expanding to take the thickness of his cock. It was uncomfortable, almost painful due to his swollen size, but it was also thrilling for her.
The nearness of his body, the heat from his virile cock, the promise of so much pleasure wasn't to be denied. She tensed a little and let her cunt walls grip down firmly on his hidden cock to let him know she cared. She wanted him to really pull out the stops and fuck her wildly. Nothing less would do for her. Not now, not after all she'd been through.
"Fuck me deep, fuck me hard!"
"I will, dear sister."
His words excited her as much as his cock. She felt her cunt begin to get even wetter. He fucked faster now, every stroke even and deep and powerful. The rough stone under her shoulders kept her from sliding. This allowed him to more forcefully drive his impaling spike of cock into her cunt.
She felt the friction burning her cunt walls. She sobbed as her own legs were forced down into her tits. The girl saw her tits flattening and spreading out. The man had opened her up fully and was driving his cock deeper into her cunt than any man had ever fucked before.
Brandy came. Her entire body began to shake. She sobbed and cried openly, not caring if she showed emotion. The pain inside her was all gone now. Nothing but stark wondrous pleasure was left. And that pleasure came solely from her brother's cock. He filled her to overflowing. He fucked with such force that the friction burned at her cunt walls. He ground his bush into her naked pussylips. And most of all, she could see his grinning face peering down at her. She came again and again and again.
When she felt his cock begin to swell even larger, she thought he was going to spew out his jism into her eagerly awaiting cunt. But he didn't. He pulled back and sat on his heels, panting.
"What's wrong, Brother James?" she cried out. "I haven't done anything wrong, have I?"
She felt desolate and deserted again. The blonde teenager simply knew she had failed her brother in some way. And she would do anything to make up for it – if he would only tell her what she'd done wrong.
"I have one more hole of your body to purify with my cock," he said, wiping the sweat from his face. "I must drive my holy cock into your asshole!"
He raised her legs and forced her double once again. The pain was even more intense in the girl's body this time because he rolled her backwards to bring her asshole up the point where he could fuck into it. She screamed in agony when he rammed his cunt-juice-soaked cock into the brown ring of her asshole.
If his cock hadn't been so well lubricated from fucking her cunt, he might not have gotten it into her asshole as easily as he did. The penetration of her tightest passage ripped and tore at the girl's asshole until she wanted to die. Even after his cock shot all the way into her asshole, she still felt intense pain.
"You're tearing me apart!"
"The evil is being driven from your body. When you no longer feel any pain, then the evil will have gone. I am forcing it from you with my holy cock. I must fuck it out of you!"
He began drilling deeper and deeper into her asshole. She felt the broad arrowhead of his cock separating her sensitive inner walls and stretching them until she wanted to die. The pain was too much for her. What had been stark delight now changed to horror.
"I feel it nearing," he moaned. "I feel the end of your evilness to be near. Just a few minutes more!"
He held her in the bent double position. She could hardly breathe. Her knees crushed into her tits. She found it increasingly difficult to suck in air. With her hands still chained, she couldn't force him away. Besides, he was her brother and spiritual leader. She would do anything for him.
"Fuck me good!" she sobbed out. She wanted to be pure in his eyes. She wanted to belong more than ever before. The girl's numbed mind tried to cope with the pain he was causing. She somehow thought this was necessary. And if it was, she would endure it.
Never had she thought of "enduring" a nice fucking. But that was what happened now. She felt his huge cock reaming out her asshole. He ass fucked her with more strength and speed than he had fucked into her cunt. His bush rubbed against her sensitive shaved cuntlips and tickled a little. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Confused, she tried to do both and ended up choking.
"The evil is departing. I can feel it. The end of your suffering is near! Join with me! Help me drive out the evil!"
She tried. She tried hard. Her cramped position made her lungs strain to get enough air. And in spite of everything, she felt the wetness in her cunt sloshing out and trickling down around her asshole. The man's hard-driving piston of prick was making her come.
"Aiieeee!" she screamed. The come had blasted intensely through her body. She felt her asshole clutch madly at her tormentor's cock.
"Like a guillotine on my cock," he muttered. "I am being tested. I must drive out the evil. I must continue fucking until my new sister is purified!"
The girl wondered about the way her brother talked. New sister? That should have angered her. But it didn't. She realized that James was on the verge of accepting her as one of his flock. She would soon be equal with all the others under his protective guidance.
She came. She came again and again, so much from the way he fucked her asshole as from the knowledge she was nearing purification.
His cock expanded in the tightness of her asshole. Her cuntlips squeezed on it with carnal need. His cock's fucking tempo changed drastically. No longer did he shove into her asshole with long, smooth strokes. Jerky, spastic, he reamed her out. And then came the purifying flood of his come. He creamed into her tight asshole.
The heat from his jism warmed her and made her come again. She loved the liquid, weak feeling that flooded over her entire body. Nothing in the world compared with it or the feeling of being free of all her previous hang-ups.
She was free at last!
Brandy and James were startled by strange voices coming from the doorway. Three men in uniforms stood there, guns in hand. They seemed frozen by the scene being enacted on the altar. Then Brandy heard one of the cops cry out, "Jesus God, this is the sickest thing I ever saw! Bust the lot of them!"
"Wait a second, Sarge," said the cop immediately to the right. "Look at the girl. She's got chains on her wrists. Christ, he had her tied up to rape her. They're all a bunch of weirdos."
"What are you doing in this house of worship?" demanded James, rising up off the altar. His nakedness stripped him of the dignity and command that should have been his.
The lead cop hit James on the side of the head with his pistol. "Keep your fucking mouth shut till we speak to you, you stinking pervert. Get the key for the girl's chains and free her. Christ, what a sicko!"
"Wait, Officer, let me explain," Brandy began. "This is…"
"We can see what it is, Miss. We got complaints about the odd things going on here so we got a court order to come check. We found four runaways, all battered and raped, and now we find you. Christ! Will your folks ever be glad to get you back!"
"But my parents sent me here!"
"Sure, kid, sure," said the sergeant, putting his arm protectively around Brandy's naked shoulders. She winced and he made a face. "We'll take care of you." He turned to one of the other cops and said in a low voice, "Poor girl's fucked up in the head. Who knows what this pervert did to her? But get her out of here. She'll be okay soon enough."
Brandy watched in mute horror as the police dragged her brother out, handcuffs on his wrists.
"Please, Mister, any amount will be okay. Anything!"
The man in the street stopped and looked at the blonde girl curiously. She was dressed in a coarse wool robe held together at the waist by a thin chain which was locked in front. She held out a cup filled with small change.
"What's a good-looking chick like you doing panhandling on the streets?" he asked. "You're damned good-looking, in fact."
Brandy licked dried lips and began her spiel. "My brother is in jail. The fascist pigs have imprisoned him. They are violating our right to worship in any manner we choose. I… I'm trying to raise enough money to get him out. And we need a lawyer too. A good lawyer, one who won't buckle under when the pressure is put on in court."
"Yeah, I think I read about this. And you're his sister? Shit, kid, you're wasting your time begging for nickels and dimes. Why don't you get a job?"
"I… I've been purified. I dare not let myself be sullied by the evil in the world again. I must maintain my holiness if I am to continue to please my brother."
"Holiness?" the man said. He looked left and right along the street. Then he said, "Look, babe, you're good-looking. The best piece of ass I've seen. How'd you like to earn a quick twenty? Better than squeezing dimes out of little old ladies."
"How?"
"Don't be dense, kid. You know how. We can do it in the alley. Won't take long. Fastest twenty I'll bet you ever earned."
Brandy licked her lips again. She knew what the man wanted. And she knew that she would do it. She would do anything to get her brother out of jail. He was the light of her life. She depended on him totally. With him separated by the cold stone walls of the prison, she wouldn't know how to live, what to do, what to say.
"Okay," she said, lifting her robe to show the man she had nothing on underneath. "That's more like it!"
Placing his arm around her shoulder, he guided her into the alley where he could fuck her standing up. As his cock drove in and out of her tight little cunt, Brandy thought over and over, "This is for my loving brother. This is for Brother James!"