Masters Ring

Chapter 41

   I sat in the papa-san chair staring out the window.  Rachel packing that
morning stunned everyone else in the house.  There was a rush into my room
but no one asked any questions after I told them to give Rachel whatever
help she needed.  The Siblings' return from helping Rachel move her stuff
to the sorority house was the only break in the silence for two hours.

   Melisa opened my door slowly and peeked inside.  She gave me a weak
smile and walked in.  Closing the door behind her, she climbed into my bed
and lay down on her stomach.  Her gentle sobbing made me turn towards her.

   "Why did you let her go?" she whispered brokenly.

   "It's her choice, Melisa."

   "You could have made her stay!"

   "She did not want to," I said.  "Rachel does not want me."

   "That's bullshit!" Melisa angrily replied as she sat up facing me.

   Her hair was as disarrayed as I had ever seen it.  The door opened,
Doris Alex entered and slowly approached the bed.  As she sat down, Doris
Alex gave Melisa a small smile and gently patted her leg.

   "Are you okay?" Doris Alex asked Melisa softly.

   "David said Rachel left because she didn't want him!" Melisa said
harshly.

   "Why do you think Rachel left?" Doris Alex whispered.

   "David wouldn't..." Melisa started to say but shook her head and lay
down.

   Doris Alex stroked Melisa's back while she cried.

   "I know you wanted Rachel here, baby," Doris Alex whispered.  "But this
isn't what she wants."

   "She wants to be with David," Melisa protested.  "I know it!"

   "That's not the real problem, is it?" I asked her.

   "David, don't!" Doris Alex said.

   "What?" Melisa asked sitting up again.

   "Melisa," I replied quietly, "the problem you have is not that I allowed
Rachel to leave, but..."

   "What are you talking about?" Melisa interjected angrily before turning
nervous eyes towards Doris Alex.

   "...that you are in love with her." I continued as if Melisa had not
spoken.

   "David!" Doris Alex hissed.

   "Don't talk to him like that!" Melisa said viciously, her eyes turning
icy at Doris Alex's tone.

   Their eyes clashed and Doris Alex bowed her head submissively after a
few seconds.

   "I'm sorry, David," Doris Alex whispered.

   Melisa threw herself back on the bed and started crying again.  Doris
Alex looked at her incredulously; Melisa's mood swings could be dizzying.

   "Go get her!" Melisa pleaded with me sitting up again.

   "That's not an option," I said.  "Like I said, Rachel has made her
choice."

   "I want her here with me!" Melisa yelled.

   "That's not going to happen," I told her patiently.

   "Why do you have to be so cold?" she asked crying.  "Rachel left!"

   "It was her choice to leave, Melisa," I said.

   "No one has a choice," Melisa said harshly.  "I want her here.  Bring
her back!"

   "No," I said with finality.

   "But David, I love her," Melisa said brokenly.

   I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

   "Then go with her, Melisa," I said.

   Doris Alex gasped and Melisa's green eyes opened impossibly wide.  They
stared at each other for a couple of seconds before turning towards me.

   "Rachel made a decision, Melisa," I said.  "Follow your heart, if that
is what you want to do."

   "Bastard!" Melisa screamed and jumped out of the bed.

   She slammed the door shut behind her and stomped up to her room.

   "That was cruel, David," Doris Alex said.  "Rachel is her first love. 
Her daddy doesn't really count and you're not very loveable, especially
right now."

   "Melisa manipulated Rachel into this," I said staring out the window
again.  "It would have been better had she let it lie where I had it
buried."

   "Rachel grew up a lot here," Doris Alex pointed out.  "She made a lot of
good decisions in the last few months.  The Rachel that I knew would never
have been able to leave this place before she lived with you.  Melisa
manipulates all of us, but she gives back more than what she gets.""

   "You're defending her?" I asked somewhat surprised.

   "No," she said.  "But why are you attacking her?"

   I smiled and leaned my head back against the chair.

   "How long have you been a Sibling, Doris Alex?" I asked tiredly.

   "All of my life," she said.  "A Brother's arms were the first ones to
hold me."

   "All that time, and you do not understand us, or maybe it's just me that
you do not understand," I said shaking my head.

   "What do you mean?"

   "I wasn't attacking Melisa; I was clarifying her choices," I said. 
"Stay here or follow her heart."

   "She can't do that!" Doris Alex said angrily.

   "Why not?" I asked.

   "The Brotherhood would kill them," she insisted.  "Melisa is not
indoctrinated; they would never trust her to keep quiet."

   "They would be busy trying to survive me," I told her.

   "What?!?"

   "I owe Rachel that much," I said.  "I owe Melisa even more."

   "You don't owe Rachel your life," Doris Alex said.

   "Melisa brought Rachel into this house for me; it puts the onus of her
death on my shoulders if the Brotherhood decides it is necessary now that
she has left," I said.  "Melisa was loyal for ten years before we came
together, if Rachel is what she wants then I will do what I can to make it
possible."

   "You're not that good, David," Doris Alex said.  "No one is."

   I smiled widely at the window.

   "I only have to force a purge," I whispered.  "Two lovebirds might be
forgotten in that mess."

   "They'll kill you for even saying it," Doris Alex said anxiously.

   I laughed.

   "Like I said, you still don't understand us," I told her turning to face
her.  "Rachel was allowed to move into a house full of Siblings and a
Brother.  Is there a dumber fucking way to keep a secret?  It was not an
accident."

   Doris Alex shook her head in denial.

   "I met Rachel before I met any of you," I said.  "Whatever I...  feel...
for her existed before the Brotherhood.  She had to be brought in or made
to refute me.  I've never given Rachel a chance to say yes, so she's never
had the opportunity to say no.  It's done now, and my commitment to her is
almost at an end.  Melisa choosing to stay even though she loves Rachel
would cut the last string between Rachel and me.  There would be nothing in
my life except the Brotherhood."

   "But you said if we told Rachel about the Society you would kill her,"
she said.

   "I would have killed her, Doris Alex," I told her quietly.  "The
Brotherhood would have preferred it.  Melisa could not have stayed with me
after that; she would return to her dad and there would be no reason to
keep her un-indoctrinated.  Killing Rachel would not have changed your mind
about anything, you would still be with me."

   "How could you say that you would have killed Rachel, and tell me you
will protect them if Melisa ran to her?" she asked.

   "If you told Rachel about the Brotherhood, it would have imprisoned her
in my life; better her dead than to have my arms be the bars of her cell,"
I answered.  "Rachel chose freely, and so will Melisa.  It is my decision
to allow the girls their choices.  The Brotherhood understood the risks
that bringing me in represented.  All brothers fight, in our family blood
is shed when we do."

   "You can't really be like this," Doris Alex said with tears in her eyes.

   "Tell Melisa what I've said, Doris Alex," I told her.  "She needs to
learn to think about the consequences of her manipulations in case they
fail.  She would be better served to stick with manipulating her fellow
Siblings and me."

   "Melisa may run if I tell her that Rachel leaving was a part of the
Brotherhood's plans," Doris Alex whispered but could not quite make it
sound convincing.  "She won't like having been manipulated."

   "You are a Sibling, Doris Alex," I said in hard voice.  "You, who live
and breathe for us, should have known that no Sibling really acts except at
the will of the Brotherhood.  There is no reason for the Brotherhood to
manipulate Siblings; you all do a wonderful job of doing exactly what we
want.  Put the dice in Melisa's hands, let her roll them."

   "She won't leave you, David," she said angrily.  "Whatever she feels for
Rachel, it does not compare with what she needs from you."

   "Is that not the Brotherhood's will?" I asked her.

   "Then how is this a fair test?" she asked raising her voice.

   "A Brother does not give tests, Sibling," I said.  "Melisa was put to a
task; the surgical removal of Rachel from my life.  She did a commendable
job."

   "You're breaking Melisa's heart, David," she said.

   "You don't understand other Siblings either, do you?" I asked.

   "What?"

   "So incredibly intelligent, Doris Alex, and so blind to the world around
you," I said.  "Melisa will cry, probably a lot.  She'll even throw a
tantrum or two, but a part of her will celebrate Rachel walking out of my
life."

   "She's not like that!" Doris Alex defended loudly.

   I laughed for a few seconds and looked at her shaking my head.

   "Don't let love blind you, Doris Alex," I instructed her.  "We are
counting on you."

   "Fuck you!"

   "Go, Doris Alex," I commanded.  "I would hate for some other Sibling to
offer a shoulder for Melisa to cry on."

   Doris Alex was halfway to the door before she realized that she was
moving.  She grasped the door handle before turning to look at me.

   "So is it over between you and Rachel?" she asked.

   I shook my head; at least, Brothers admit they do not understand
Siblings.

   "There was no 'Rachel and me'," I told her.

   She smiled widely.

   "This is the first time I've heard a Brother lie to himself," she said
raising an eyebrow.

   "Is there a you and me?" I asked.

   "Yes," she replied.

   "Is there a Melisa and me?"

   "For the last ten years, David," she answered.

   "Where does Rachel sleep tonight, Doris Alex?" I asked turning towards
the window.

   Silence met my question.

   "Were you surprised Rachel left?" I asked.

   "No, David," she said coolly.  "I wasn't."

   "So tell me again that I am lying to myself when I say there was never a
'Rachel and me'," I said replied softly.  "There was just me."

   ----

   It was twilight outside before the doors opened again.  I had sat
staring out the window since Doris Alex left the room.  I turned my head to
watch Heather close the doors behind her.  She leaned against them staring
at me.  Her lips were touched by a mysterious smile.

   "How are you feeling?" she asked gently.

   I shrugged continuing to study her.

   "Ah...  that incredible David stoicism," she said walking forward to
lean on the bed frame.

   "What do you want, Heather?" I asked harshly.

   She smiled and posed for me.  Her blue jeans were like second skin and
the white button-down shirt struggled to contain her breasts.  Heather was
teasing me with bounty of her body.

   "It's not what I want that's important, David," she said biting her
lower lip.  "It is what you, as a Brother, need that is important to me."

   I stared at her silently.

   "Melisa is all about her; her; and then some more for her," Heather said
thoughtfully.  "If you scratch the surface of any of her manipulations,
it's always about her."

   She traced the bed frame until she stood closer to me.

   "Doris Alex is the same way," she continued.  "The Society this...  the
Society that; everything that girl does is for all of us.  I think those
two are a little selfish, don't you?"

   "Aren't you a little selfish also, Heather?" I asked curiously.

   "Very!" she said proudly.  "I'm going to enjoy all the Rank that getting
you over this hump will gain me; especially the look on Doris Alex and
Melisa's face when they realize you needed something and they didn't
immediately give it to you."

   "Hmmm," I said.  "What do I need, Heather?"

   She smiled and stood in front of me.

   "Melisa was a fucking idiot," she said with feeling.  "Rachel needed the
idea of David more than she could ever want you.  So what does that stupid
bitch that you have for a First do; she brings Rachel here, the worst
possible thing she could have done for you.  It was fine as long as Rachel
was kept at a distance, wasn't it?  You could want her, but you didn't have
to deal with it.  Now, you know what she looks like naked.  You've seen the
pleasure on her face when she cums.  You've been in the room with her
desire for you and had to let her walk away."

   I gritted my teeth and had to relax my jaw before speaking.

   "What's your point, Heather?" I asked in an ominously soft voice.

   "I don't have a point, David," she said breathlessly.  "I have a need;
your need to express all that frustration eating at you from inside."

   "You don't want to push this, Heather," I warned.

   I saw the hand go up; I could have moved but did not.  Heather knew how
to throw her weight around so the slap hit me with every ounce of power her
body could produce.  My head snapped to the right and color bled from my
vision.  Heather took a step back and laughed.

   "You can even blame it on that if you want to," she said with the barest
hint of fear in her voice.  "Instead of hating that Rachel left."

   My hand was closing around her throat as she spoke the last word.  I
pushed her backwards hard and kept going until she crashed into one of the
doors.  The sound of glass breaking made me smile.  She snarled and I
stared unbelievingly as her left hand rose.

   THE BITCH SLAPPED ME AGAIN!

   Red flooded my vision as I grabbed the front of her shirt.  I spread my
hands ripping the buttons off.  My body moved automatically to block the
knee heading towards my groin.  I let go of her shirt with my right hand
and spun her towards the bed.  She hit and tried to bounce off but my knee
was on her ass.  Heather wrestled to keep the shirt on as I grabbed it.  I
took a grip on her hair and yanked back.  She gasped in pain giving me the
time necessary to take her left arm out of the shirt.  I adjusted my weight
as she struggled to turn around.  Her body recognized the window of
opportunity and she managed to get on her back.  It made taking her other
arm out of the shirt easier.  She realized her mistake at the last second
and tried to hold on to it.  I ripped the shirt out her hands and threw it
over my shoulder.

   She was wearing a white tank-top underneath.  I grabbed the shoulder
strap and pulled.  Heather grabbed my wrist but she was too late to save
the strap.  She dug her nails into my wrist as I grabbed the other strap.
It did not forestall ripping it off.  I bunched the cloth between her
breasts in my fist to pull her into a sitting position.  Her hand came up
for another slap but froze at my growl.  The hesitation was all I needed to
pull the tank-top over her head.

   Heather put her hands over her bra-encased breasts and lay down.  I
grabbed her hands and pushed them over her head.  Holding her wrists in one
hand, I let her fight the grip.  She heaved with her hips and her eyes
widened as I used her motion to place a thigh between her legs.  Her thighs
gripped my leg tightly trying to prevent the loss of any more ground.  I
pressed my leg upwards until it was against her pussy.  I smiled as she
instinctively rubbed against my leg for a second before remembering she was
fighting me.  She tried to heave again and it got my other leg between
hers. Heather tried to break my grip on her wrists again by pulling them
apart but got nowhere.

   Her bra had a front-snap that did not survive a hard tug.  I let go of
her hands, which she immediately used to cover her breasts.  The motion got
her upper back off the bed letting my hands grab the bra from behind. 
Heather wrapped her legs around me and tried to turn me to no avail.  I
wrestled the bra over her head making it easier to remove her arms from it.
She surrendered the bra and took advantage of my motion to throw it aside
to punch me in the ribs.  I pinned her left arm down by putting my right
forearm on her bicep.  I captured the other arm and brought it over so that
I could grab it with my right hand; having her arms trapped with one arm
left me a free hand.  I palmed her left breast and squeezed.  Her hips
pushed against me but with nowhere near the force needed to dislodge me.

   I leaned my head down and bit her left nipple.  She screamed in surprise
and shoved at me hard.  I released her nipple and switched the arm that I
was using to keep her arms immobile.  I palmed her right breast and looked
at her.  The bite had only been hard enough to get a shocked reaction from
her.  I smiled as I leaned down to her right nipple.  She screamed again as
I bit with more force.

   "FUCKER!" she screamed as I sucked her nipple into my mouth hard.

   I switched arms pinning her down again and sucked her left nipple hard.
I moved my lips up and bit the side of her neck.  She craned her neck to
the side giving me room so I put my teeth to her twice more.  My hand
slipped down to the front of her jeans.  Heather fought again as she felt
my hand undo her belt.

   I sucked her nipple into my mouth to distract her.  The belt came undone
as her body focused on the sensations washing over her.  I moved up to her
neck and bit the other side.  She gave me the room needed to work there,
not noticing that I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down.  I
forced my hand into her jeans as I took her lips with mine.  Heather was
not wearing panties so moistness greeted my fingers' invasion.  I could not
get enough room to fuck my fingers into her so I propped up.  I stepped
back from between her legs; she looked confused but recovered quickly.  She
turned over on her stomach, which was exactly what I wanted.  My hands
grabbed the waist of her jeans as she got up on her knees.  I tugged them
over her bountiful ass causing her to gasp as air struck her skin.  Heather
grabbed on to her jeans but it was too late.  I used my hold to put her on
her back.  I pulled her ass to the edge of the bed and yanked the jeans up
her legs.  She kicked trying to get them back down.  I pushed my crotch
into the back of her legs and wrapped an arm around her thighs effectively
blocking her efforts.  I grabbed a sneaker with my free hand and pulled it
off her foot.  She tried to kick me in the face, which was too much even
for me.

   I turned her almost to her side, showed her my open hand, pulled it back
and spanked her ass cheek hard.  Her back snapped straight and she moaned.
Heather looked up at me with a sexually angry glint in her eye, closed her
hand into a fist, and punched me in the chest.  I took a deep breath,
turned her almost on to her stomach, and spanked the other ass cheek hard.
She tried to get up on her knees, but changed her mind when I spanked each
cheek again.  Heather grabbed her ass cheeks and turned on to her back. 
She considered her options momentarily, giving me enough time to take off
her other sneaker.  She must have decided on a step back because she
grabbed her jeans.  It might have been an effective defense except that I
pushed her legs towards her chest and fucked two fingers into her.

   "SHIT!" she yelled and let go of her jeans.

   I tugged them over her feet and dumped them beside the bed.  She forced
her hips towards me penetrating her pussy deeper with my fingers.  I pumped
them in and out of her powerfully as I placed each of her legs on either
side of me.  She looked at me when I pulled the fingers out of her body.  I
trailed them up her the centerline of her body, colored each nipple with
her flavor, and then put them against her lips.  She turned her face away
so I grabbed a fistful of her hair.  Her eyes glared defiantly at me as she
sucked my fingers.  I pulled my shirt over my head tightening my torso for
the punch.  She got three of them off before I got her hands back under
control.  I placed her hands by her sides and leaned on them.  Heather
wrapped her legs around me again and squeezed hard.  I wedged myself
downwards until I had her nipple in my mouth.  Her thighs pulsed against me
as I licked a circle around one nipple and bit it.  She moaned when I did
the same to the other.  I let go of her hands and pulled her head back with
both my hands in her hair.  She groaned when I suckled at her neck.  I felt
her racing pulse through my teeth as I let her hair go and moved my hands
to my pants.  She tried to move but the pressure of ivory on her neck held
her in place.  I undid my pants and pushed them down my hips.  She moved
experimentally so I took her skin to the breaking point in warning.  I
kicked my shoes off and worked my pants down my legs until I could kick
them off too.  I released my hold on her throat and wrapped my arms around
her thighs.  She pushed against me but I used her momentum to bring her ass
to the edge of the bed.  I spread her legs and stared into her eyes with my
dick pointing to her wet core.

   "Place me!" I said.

   She shook her head hard.

   "Place me, Sibling," I growled.  "Or I'll turn you over and we'll see
how you like having your ass taken in one dry stroke."

   Heather tilted her head to the side and seemed to think about which she
would prefer.  I shook my head angrily, pulled her pussy into position by
my grip on her legs, and thrust into her.  Her pussy opened for my cock and
then slammed shut with me half inside her.  I changed my grip on her legs
so that I held her below her knees.  I pushed her legs against her chest
and fucked into her by dropping all of my weight onto her pussy.

   "FUCK YEAH!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as I hit bottom.

   She grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard as I pulled back and pounded
into her.  Her pussy flowered for a second and then locked me in powerful
grip as her body convulsed in orgasm.  I forced my dick out of her grip and
powered into her again.  I dropped my head back and lost myself in the
powerful strokes of fucking Heather.  My heart pounded with the rhythm that
my body beat against the inside of her thighs.  Heather arched her back and
let out a soul-fucked scream as her body absorbed my power and begged for
more.

   I gritted my teeth painfully and let it all out into the willing
receptacle Heather offered me.  I do not know how long I hammered
mercilessly into her body but it did not seem long enough when I felt the
pressure inside me break through a wall.  I wrapped my arms around
Heather's thighs again and stood straight up.  Her weight rested on her
upper back, neck and back of her head as I lifted her lower body off the
bed.  I spread my legs wide, and fucked in and out of her as fast and as
hard as I could.  Heather spread her arms out wide and screamed my name as
I thickened inside of her.  It felt like liquid metal was passing through
my body when I came.  My balls pulled tight against my body and my chest
itched as I pulled my hips back one last time.  I fucked into Heather as
deep as I could and held the pressure against her body.  It poured out of
me in waves as her pussy squeezed, released and squeezed again.  Her body
convulsed as I painted the inside of her pussy with my heat.

   Heather stared up at me trying to gain control of her breathing when my
orgasm passed.  I stared back at her with a tiny smile touching my face.  I
stepped back pulling her almost off the bed.  I let her legs go and grabbed
her hair.  I forced Heather to her knees in front of me.  She looked up at
me as I pulled her face into my crotch.  Her hands came up to hold my
aching dick still.  She licked the length of me while looking into my eyes.
I was still mostly hard and the hunger for more in her eyes kept me that
way as she sucked me into her mouth.  I pulled out of her mouth, lifted my
dick out the way, and pushed my balls against her lips.  Her eyes closed as
she inhaled our combined essence.  Heather's tongue came out and touched
me. She held her head motionless as I moved my hips to use her tongue to
soothe the ache.  Heather put one hand on my stomach and grabbed my dick at
the base with the other.  She took me into her mouth and moved her hands to
my ass.  Her eyes turned up to me and pleaded.  I spread my legs apart and
fucked into her mouth.  Heather's eyes glazed and her hands squeezed the
back of my thighs.  I took her hands in two fists pulling her face into me.
She swallowed while I was deep inside her mouth.  I pulled back and she
gasped for breath.  Her lips created a seal around my dick head and she
sucked hard.  Nails were driven into my leg spurring me to take her mouth
again.  I felt her relax as she gave her mouth over to my pleasure.

   I dug my fingers against her scalp and pumped my hips slowly.  My dick
hardened completely as her tongue massaged me.  Her eyes were blissful when
they looked up at me again.  I stopped my motion to trace her cheekbone
with a finger.  Her eyes asked a question that I answered with a hard
thrust into her mouth.  She gagged in surprise and I pulled back.  Heather
dug her nails into my legs in payback so I drilled her mouth again.  Her
teeth touched me threateningly but released when I pulled her hair hard.  I
gave her mouth another hard stroke using my hands in her hair to keep her
still.  Her hands stroked my skin as she welcomed the next hard pump into
her mouth.  I pulled her head against me pushing as much of myself as I
could into her.  Her fingers gripped my legs as she tried to open her
throat to my cock.  The mad gyrations of her tongue on the bottom of my
cock felt fantastic as I pulled back to let her breathe.  I stroked in and
out of her mouth for a minute before pulling completely out of her.  She
looked up at me, angry at having lost her toy.  I stood her up by the
simple expedient of pulling her hair and turned her around to push her onto
the bed on her stomach.

   Heather must have remembered her intention of making me fight for every
inch because she tried to crawl away.  I grabbed her ankles and yanked back
hard.  She bounced on the bed on her stomach then tried to pull her legs
free from my hands.  I let go of her legs and brought my open hand down on
her ass again.  The sharp taint of sensation froze her giving me enough
time to place her body so that her hips cornered the bed.  I straddle her
legs and pressed my groin against her ass.  She pushed back with her lower
body trying to dislodge my mount.  I grabbed her hair and wrapped it around
my fist.  I pulled her head back and up until her body was in perfect
position.

   "NO!" she yelled as I fucked into her in one stroke.

   She put her hands on the bed and pushed up to relieve the pressure on
her hair.  My hips went back and I fucked into her as hard as I could.  She
let out a gurgling sound like she was drowning in her own saliva and her
ass tightened as she stood on the edge of another orgasm.  I brought my
hand down on her ass again pushing her closer.  She slammed her head into
the bed pulling me down by the grip I had on her hair.

   "Oh God!" she whispered as her hands fisted the bed sheets and she
pulled them towards her body.  "Jesus, please one more!"

   "NO!" she screamed when I pulled completely out of her pussy.

   Heather tried to turn around but I held her in place with a hand at the
small of her back.  I let go of her hair and brought that hand to her clit.
I pressed against it and applied circular pressure to get her off.

   "BASTARD!" she screamed as her body came.

   I took my hand away and fucked into her again.

   "Thank you...  thank you...  thank you," she chanted with her pussy
palpitating around my cock.

   I let my dick soak in her juices as she floated down from the heights of
her pleasure.  My fingers wrote trails on the skin of her ass then delved
into its valley.  I pried open her ass cheeks until her rosebud winked at
me.  I pulled my cock out so that only the head was inside of her and used
my fingers to gather the leavings of her orgasm.  I fucked into her again
causing her to grunt.  Her asshole drank the liquids that dripped from my
carefully placed fingers.  Heather groaned as I touched a fingertip to her
anus and pushed it in.

   "You're going to pay for those slaps, Heather," I told her penetrating
my finger completely into her ass.  "You're going to pay with your ass."

   Heather put her hands underneath her chest and tried to push up.  I
pulled my finger out of her ass, and my dick out her pussy.

   "Stay still!" I commanded in a hard voice.

   She collapsed back on the bed and shivered.

   "Spread your ass for me, Sibling!"

   Her hands went around her body and she grabbed her ass cheeks to spread
them as wide as she could.

   ----

   I lay on the bed with the morning light pushing the darkness out of my
room.  Heather was lying with most of her upper body on top of me.  The
ass-fuck drained both of us and we had fallen asleep soon after.  She woke
up to me wiping her ass with moist towel, which she enjoyed thoroughly.  I
turned her over, crawled up her body, and fucked her face until I was ready
to explode.  Her pussy quenched the need long enough for me to fuck her to
orgasm.  She woke up later with my dick entering her ass for the second
time that night.  She fought me harder than any other time especially after
I was fully lodged inside of her.  My hips gave her ass a thorough spanking
that produced blood-curdling screams.  I heard the door open a couple of
times as other Siblings checked to make sure that Heather did not need to
tag out.  Doris Alex even approached the bed, only to be cursed out for
interrupting before Heather came the hardest she had the whole night.

   "You broke some of the glass panes," Heather said luxuriously.

   She pointed to the right door and counted cracked glass squares.

   "Five, that's pretty good," she said triumphantly.

   "Hmm," I said lazily.

   "You should tell Melisa to get that fixed; she's real good at that kind
of stuff," Heather said cattily.

   I was almost too tired to bring my hand up and down hard on her ass, but
a Brother needs to keep Sibling competition below a certain level of
hostility.  Heather wiggled and sighed happily after my hand struck her.

   I stared toward the window for a few minutes before closing my eyes to
let sleep take me.