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My House Now Bitch!	By : JamesRyder Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 13010 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Peter had cried as soon as he had made it to his room. He had been beaten and emasculated in front of his wife and kids before he had sat idly by as Meg had raped her with a bottle too afraid to take another beating. He felt weak and powerless. Worse he felt dirty at having felt himself get hard as he heard his wife moan being raped by the bottle. He needed a shower.
The hot water was soothing but he winced every time it touched the bruises that covered his face. He had cried again in the shower. He wasn’t sure how he could ever show his face again and the absolute horror of Meg’s ultimatum for their silence.
He was so lost in thought that he didn’t hear the bathroom door open and close.
“Hey,” Meg got into the shower with him making him jump. She was holding a luffa in one hand with a hard look on her face and nothing else on.
“Meg,” he tried to cover his nakedness in front of his unashamedly naked daughter. “What the hell are you doing in here?”
“Shower time,” she told him with a cold flat tone.
“Yeah,” he agreed quickly. “For me, not… not for,” he stammered before his eyes locked on the luffa in her hand. “What are you doing with that luffa?”
“Don’t worry about it,” she told him with an evil smirk.
Peter tried to pretend she wasn’t there and turned back towards the water before Meg grabbed him by the back of the head and drove him into the wall holding him there. She took the luffa and without a moment’s hesitation drove the luffa right into her father’s fat ass. He screamed as she violated him.
“You told me not to worry about it,” he shouted trying to struggle but feeling even more pathetic when he couldn’t push her off him and he just let her hold him against the wall and rape his asshole with her luffa as he cried openly. “I should have been worried the whole time.”
Meg showed no mercy whatsoever as she drove the luffa in and out of him as he screamed like a child. She hadn’t been lying about him trying to rape her. He had exposed himself to her and tried to grab her, but she had run from him. In a horrid turn of luck for her though the place she had fled to had ended up being a hangout for drunk jocks and she had still been raped that day. It had just been the varsity baseball team with the pedophile coach rather than her own father that had robbed her of all her virginities.
The prison shrink she had been mandated to see after her first fight had unlocked that and a number of other repressed memories. Of course she had taken advantage of Meg in exchange for these breakthroughs. The shrink had made Meg eat her out to hear her opinion and analysis of each of their sessions.
Meg slowly moved him to be pressed up against the back wall so she could be in the hot water while she continued to plow into him with her sexual weapon. She pressed up close to him so he could feel her breasts on his back but started fucking his ass harder. She choked up on the luffa so that she was holding halfway up the handle and she could guide the back end of the handle to her own pussy riding it as she raped her father’s ass.
“I bet you like this you disgusting piece of shit,” she growled in his ear. “You like your daughter fucking you in the ass as her tits rest on your back. I mean you always wanted to rape me right you fucking pathetic excuse for a father. I mean mom’s a cunt, but she comes from money, so I get it, but you grew up poor. You being a piece of shit is petty and pathetic.”
Peter cried even harder as she picked up more speed with the luffa and because he couldn’t see a lie in anything she said. He thought about every time he had thought of raping her to speed up the methodic sex him and Lois had lately. Lois had broken but Peter truly believed he deserved this.
Meg rode the handle hard, and she felt herself cum. Her orgasm had been building since she had landed her first punch on her father. She left the luffa buried in her father’s sore ass as she forced him to face her and get on his knees.
She gripped the back of his head and spread her legs. She shoved his face into her pussy and began to forcibly rub her pussy over his face until he finally got the hint and stuck out his tongue for her to ride instead.
“Yeah bitch,” Meg growled as she forced her father’s tongue into her pussy, “eat me like you know what you’re doing.”
She kept a firm grip on his head and wondered why her bitch of a mom stayed with this fat useless sack of crap. He can’t fight, and he can’t eat pussy worth a crap. She continued to try and make him do a better job but like everything else he just wasn’t getting it and she was getting fed up with his subpar performance.
She pulled his face back and spit in it. “How are you this fucking bad at everything?”
Peter was too afraid to answer, and Meg felt even more disgusted by his cowardice and weakness. She wanted to hurt him but beating him was already getting old. Meg glared at him and made a decision. She kept her hand on his head, but she turned around and forced his face towards her ass.
“Since you can’t eat pussy we need to find another use for that tongue,” she hissed. “Now stick your tongue up my ass and eat it like you mean it or I’ll cut your pathetic little dick off.”
He followed her orders, but he wasn’t any better at eating her ass than he had been eating her pussy. Still she enjoyed the gagging and retching sounds he made each time she shoved his head forward and got his tongue deeper into her ass. She couldn’t get much pleasure from his tongue but at least she could enjoy his suffering.
She felt the water slowly getting colder and gave up riding her father’s face so she could wash up quickly while there was still warm water. As soon as she was done she turned to him and just for fun she kicked him hard in the dick. He lay in the shower crying and as Meg stepped out and took the towel he had brought for himself.
“Now finish your cold shower bitch while I go see if dinner is ready,” Meg called out with an evil grin as she dried off before tossing the used towel back where it had been.

Meg sat at the head of the table as the rest of the family sat down. Her mother served them all their bacon burgers and Meg laughed seeing all the little burn marks on her mom’s pale skin. It served her right for all the times she had pushed Meg to self-harm.
Peter kept his eyes down and shifted in his seat a lot after being raped with a luffa. Stewie also seemed to look anywhere but at Meg or his mom. She had no reason to wish Stewie harm, so she decided to leave him alone for now. Chris was openly staring at his mom’s naked tits and one hand had taken up permanent residence below the table. She saw Brian also enjoying seeing Lois naked, but Meg wasn’t going to let him enjoy it for long.
“Why are you at the table?” She barked the question laced with challenge at Brian.
“Because it’s dinner time…” Brian ventured trying to make it seem like he didn’t understand the question. Him playing dumb though just pissed off Meg more.
“You don’t eat with us anymore!” Meg declared in a tone that made her mom and dad flinch and the rest of the room go dead silent.
“Because I’m a dog?” Brian asked quietly knowing he had pushed too far already.
“No,” Meg told him as she stood and grabbed his plate from the table. “Because you’re a fucking snitch. You turned me in you piece of shit and now you think you’re going to sit here and try to pretend like you’re family while you eye fuck Lois.”
She opened the door to the basement and through the plate down the stairs hearing it break on the concrete floor before she came back to the table and picked Brian up by the scruff of his neck and his tail. She hurled him down into the basement hearing him hit with a thump and not caring if she had killed him.
“And if you ever come up from that basement again,” she hissed and also glared at her family, so they knew the rules too, “I’ll have you put down because you’re dog and a rat.”
She returned to the dinner table and as her mom and dad seemed to eat as quickly as they could, and Chris looked at her Meg took off her pants. She was commando underneath them and she smirked as she saw Chris’s eyes widen as he looked at her pussy. Her mom and dad pretended not to notice and Stewie was off in his own world.
Meg sat back down and tried the burger. She had to admit that compared to prison food her mother was a gourmet chef. She watched her mother quickly finish dinner and then go still trying not to be noticed. Unfortunately for her Meg had some pent-up frustrations to work out and wanted to take another opportunity to humiliate her shitty parents.
“Hey bitch,” she called out and chuckled as both her mom and dad immediately looked at her with fear in their eyes. “I don’t know why you stay with that useless sack of crap you call a husband.” She not only wanted to mock her father but establish whom she was addressing. “He can’t eat ass and certainly can’t eat pussy. Why don’t you get over here and show him how it’s done properly.”
Lois moved quickly so she wouldn’t incur the same level of Meg’s wrath she had faced before all over again. She was still sore from being raped by the beer bottle. Meg pushed back from the table so both Peter and Chris could see as her mom got on her knees and leaned in. Stewie couldn’t see and didn’t seem interested as he focused on eating his food.
Compared to Peter her mother seemed to be an expert in cunnilingus. Meg moaned as Lois got to work using her tongue like an expert. She still put her hands on the back of her mom’s head, but it was just to remind everyone who was in charge and not to guide her. Meg didn’t want anyone to think that just because she enjoyed something that she wasn’t still the head bitch in charge.
“Yeah bitch,” Meg moaned, “fucking lap that cunt. You are so much better at this than your limp dick baby maker over there.”
Peter hung his head in shame, not just because of what Meg was saying but because he wasn’t able to help Lois in any way. Lois may have known what she was doing since this wasn’t her first time with a woman, but she felt sick to her stomach knowing that the pussy she tasted on her lips was her own daughters. Meg looked around and was pleased to see her father’s shame and that her brother was clearly enjoying the show. She would need loyal allies after all if she was going to see this plan through.
“Hey dad,” Meg called out with a sadistic glee. “I bet this bitch gives great head, maybe I’ll have her give Brian a blowjob just to make her swallow dog cum. Bet it would be a bigger dick than yours anyway.”
Running down her father made the pleasure of having her pussy eaten even more intense. She started to grind on her mother’s face knowing she was going to cum soon. Meg was honesty impressed at her mother’s skill in eating pussy and briefly wondered where she may have learned it.
“Ugh… yes… eat my pussy you stupid cunt…” Meg moaned as she felt her orgasm flood over her and saw her brother’s face twist in pleasure as he must had finished jerking off as she came on her mother’s face.
Meg was done with her mother and pushed her back off her pussy with her foot. She stood and looked down at her naked mother sprawled out in front of her. She considered making her father eat her mother out, so she saw how bad he was at it but decided even that miniscule level of pleasure was more than she wanted her to feel.
“Clear the table slut and remember that you’re my bitch now,” she told her mother as she stood up to leave. “That means I’m the only one who gets to use you. Not that tiny dicked punk you married for some fucking reason.”
She picked up her pants and walked upstairs to her room to plot her next move in peace.

It was deep into the night when Meg grabbed some rope from the garage and headed for her brother’s bedroom. It was time to see where Chris’s loyalties were. If he sided with the rest of the family then she would start treating him like she treated the others, but if he was willing to take her side she would give him rewards like he could only dream of.
Meg crept into his room silently and thanked her lucky stars that Chris was a heavy sleeper. She quickly tied his hands and then his feet to the four posts of his bed and Chris didn’t even stir. As she looked over his sleeping form she saw the bulge in his pants and thought that he must be having a really good dream.
She stripped off her clothes and she worked her brother’s pants down just enough to free his hard cock from its cotton coffin. All she could do for a moment was stare. She had heard he was well endowed but hadn’t believed he could be this well hung. He was easily twelve inches long and at least two and a half inches thick. This thing was a monster, but Meg had been fisting herself since she was 14.
Meg opened her mouth as wide as she could and managed to get the head in her mouth and even worked a bit into her throat, but she couldn’t manage much more that that. She was salivating over the idea of it filling her and let the drool drip down his cock before using her hands to rub it in.
“What… what’s… happening?” Chris asked groggily as he started to wake up but to his credit he didn’t freak out like she was worried he would. “Why am I tied up?”
Meg couldn’t help but chuckle around his cock that he was more concerned with why he was tied up than who was sucking his cock. She guessed if she woke up with someone eating her out she wouldn’t care either.
“Meg, what are you doing?” Chris focused to ask the question but there was no urgency or worry in it. He just seemed genuinely curious.
“Getting this monster cock all set for me to give it a test drive,” she told him as she jerked more of her spit up and down the shaft and then got on the bed.
Meg mounted him and lined up his massive cock with her dripping pussy before sliding herself down on it and moaning loudly as she felt it fill her and then stretch her. She bounced a little to force herself lower and lower on it and moaned even louder not caring who in the house heard her.
Chris closed his eyes and groaned as he felt her pussy slowly envelope his massive prick. He had jerked off three times today just thinking about Meg fucking their mother with the beer bottle and making her eat Meg out at dinner. He wondered what price this would come with but already decided he didn’t care. He didn’t get laid a lot and he was enjoying this.
With one more hard bounce Meg let out a scream of pleasure as Chris’s cock completely disappeared inside her. She held herself there for a moment reveling in the pleasure of the sensation before she began to move up and down. As she started to ride her brother her moans turned to pants she refocused on business. As she bottomed out again she slapped Chris in the face to get his attention.
“Focus for a moment,” she rode him up and down before giving him another light slap as he closed his eyes. “I have a proposition for you.”
“What… is… it?” Chris groaned the question but managed to keep his eyes open and focused so he wouldn’t get slapped again.
“This is my house now,” Meg groaned and started to ride Chris a little faster as she got used to being stretched by him. “You saw what I did to that cunt we call mom,” Chris groaned at the memory, and she needed to slap him to get him to focus again. “I did the same thing to that useless fat ass we call a dad but with a luffa.”
They both groaned as Meg got into a pace they both found the perfect combination of speed and roughness for maximum pleasure. Chris closed his eyes and Meg let him have this one because she was enjoying it just as much. After a few moments though she lightly tapped his cheek, and they locked eyes again.
“I could use you Chris,” she groaned and began to play with her naked tits in front of his face. “I don’t plan to stop with just our house, and I could use some muscle. Not to mention a weaponized cock. What do you say?”
“I’m going to cum,” Chris groaned.
Meg stopped riding him and made him look at her. “I’ll let you cum inside me after I get your answer. You with me or are you with them?”
“I’m in,” Chris growled with a little more base in his voice than had been there before. “Fuck these people, I’m with you.”
Meg smiled knowing he wasn’t lying, and he was hers to command from now on. The thought of her plan coming together pushed Meg over the edge and she felt herself cum hard on her brothers cock as she resumed riding him. In only a few moment she felt a rush of hot cum hit her cervix and flood her pussy.
“How long does it take you to get hard again?” Meg asked as she got off of Chris and untied him from the bed.
“An hour at most,” Chris declared proudly.
“Excellent.” Meg smiled at him and made no move to get dressed. “Next I want to try that thing in my ass.”
The rest of the night the siblings fucked and plotted how they would take over the town. Meg had a list of people that needed to pay for past transgressions and Chris added a few names for things they had done or said behind Meg’s back. By morning they were both spent but they were also both fired up to greet this new dawn.
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