Second Time Out
The Dysfunctional Family Goes Further

The sun was hot on the garden seat and Tom grinned as his tiny sister tried to lick her ice cream before it dripped onto her lap.

I climbed out of the pool and lay on my back, letting the droplets evaporate from my body in the heat, the green bikini setting off my red hair.

I knew Tom and Tina were watching me, and it made me feel both sexually aroused and slightly scared, the latter enhancing the former.

"She still looks good, even at 40," mused Tom, his eyes roving over my slight figure.

"Bet Dad had some fun there."

Tina wrinkled her snub nose and her green eyes fell coldly on me.

"I notice the bruises never showed, from when you choked her!"

Tom stretched his powerful body in pride, bare excepting his swim trunks.

Tina sniffed and finished her ice. "You were too soft with her, I want to see you break her skinny neck, let Dad find her floating in the pond when he comes home tonight."

I half heard and half guessed what my sadistic Daughter was plotting, but rose and stretched.

I loved the sense of threat she produced, it gave me a warm feeling between my thighs.

I wanted Tom again.

Tina turned to Tom and took his hands in hers. "You're strong, could you do it?" she said, her face dead serious.

Tom grinned. "What is your problem with her, she's gorgeous!"

Tina giggled. "Just want to see it happen. See her really really deaded." She put on her baby voice.

"You want to know what it's like, you mean?"

Tina's nodded, then as his right hand snaked up to her neck, she stiffened in surprise. "Tog — gheeeee!" She said, her lips forced into a sort of grin as his meaty hand encircled her slender neck, forcing up her chin.

Momentarily, Tina grabbed his wrist, then as his left hand completed the grip, she let her hands fall to her side and just stared at him, making a hissing sound between her teeth, but still grinning.

Tom got to his feet and lifted her easily up by the neck as her expression changed from mischief, then amazement, then something resembling baby faced, fear.

Her hands clenched and unclenched by her sides as her bare toes, wiggled, inches above the grass. "Is this what you mean?" he said, smiling benevolently.

"Ooooo!" She said and her hands made little fluttering motions down by her hips.

I turned onto my side and watched my sadistic Daughter suffer what she had demanded for me, her toes wiggling as her legs dangled loosely. No sound passed her wet lips.

Tom's arms were getting somewhat tired as he watched his small sister's freckled face go pink and puffy, a line of little white bubbles between her shiny red lips. I got to my feet and came behind him, to look over his shoulder looping my arms round him, one hand over the deliciously aching bulge in his trunks.

It was then, that he realized her little baby sounds has stopped. Her eyes were now slits through which only white could be seen.

I kissed his ear and whispered. "Kill her and you can have me."

He dropped Tina in a crumpled heap on the grass and turned to look at me.

"Really?"

I nodded. "Do it!"

Tina was face down on the grass, trying to get to her knees.

"Let me help you Sis," said Tom and pulled her to her knees by her shoulders, then reaching round her from behind, he clamped her back to him and gripping her chin with his other hand, jerked her head back and to one side.

I flinched as I heard a sharp click, then he let her go as she went into a wild frenzy of flailing arms and kicking legs, her head flopping crazily, before rolling into the pool. She went under giving off great gusts of bubbles before coming back up and thrashing some more. After a few seconds, the slim body became still, floating face down, limbs outspread.

He lifted me easily over his shoulder and carried me giggling into the house, too eager to take his prize upstairs, he dumped me on the kitchen table and I gasped as he planted a huge hand on my middle and literally ripped off my bikini. I gurgled with excitement. Was he going to kill me too? Then yelped as he entered me, forcing my legs in the air, holding my shoulders, sliding in in in.

Forcing my head back over the edge of the table with his right hand in my hair, he gripped my right breast with his left and slid in and out of me, causing pulses of electric pleasure to shoot up my body and down my legs.

I screamed under him as he clamped his teeth over my arched back throat, savaging me like some wild beast. Sheer animal pleasure raged through us both as he took me savagely, with primal force, then carried me sobbing to the bed and took me again, my sweat glistening body writhing under him, legs flailing as he slowly strangled me.

I clawed his back as he kissed my gagging face, forcing himself into me deeper and deeper as I sank into unconsciousness under him.

What he did then I know not, and he and my Husband would control the rest.

When I awoke next morning the pool was empty as we ate breakfast in the sun.

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