My House Now Bitch! | By : JamesRyder Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 12989 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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Meg and Chris showered together before coming down for breakfast. Chris was dressed only in a pair of boxers while Meg sported a white tank top and panties. Peter was sitting at the table keeping his eyes down and his mouth shut, Stewie was in his high chair and seemed to be detached from the situation entirely since nothing horrid had happened to him, and Lois stood by the stove naked making pancakes. As Meg and Chris entered she looked back at them, and Meg decided she didn’t like the defiant look in her eyes.
Lois finished making the pancakes and set them on the table as Meg stood up and without even a smile on her face began to grope her mother’s chest from behind her. “I saw that look you shot us,” Meg hissed in her mother’s ear as she pinched her nipples hard enough to make her squirm. “I think it’s time for another lesson.” Meg grabbed her mother’s hair and slammed her onto the table, so she was bent over it and her tits were pressed into the still hot pancakes before smacking her ass. "Chris!” Meg shouted for her new enforcer.
Chris didn’t need any further prompting. Meg had explained to him his new role in detail as they had fucked through the night. His boxers hit the floor as he strode towards where his sister was holding down his mother and his rock-hard massive cock was unleashed. Peter kept his head down, but Meg noticed Stewie stare at his brothers cock and not for the first time wondered if a baby could be gay.
Lois caught site of her son’s massive erection and started to shake a little knowing what was about to happen but also disgustingly felt her self get wet at the thought of being fucked by such a huge cock. The dueling feelings made her begin to sob before Chris had even gotten behind her and Meg jerked her head up. Lois shuddered as Meg licked her tears from her face and then cranked her head painfully to force her to watch as her own son pushed the head of his cock against her exposed pussy.
Lois let out a sharp scream as Chris shoved himself in with cruel and brutal thrusts and Meg reached down to play with herself as she forced her mom to watch her own rape.
Chris was not gentle or tender and simply gripped her hips with both hands and rammed himself in and out of her. Meg wanted him to use his cock as a weapon and he was more than happy to oblige. It was better than jerking off in the shower that was for sure. He didn’t look at his mother though as he raped her pussy, instead he stared right at his father in case he looked up. Chris wanted him to know who the dominant male in this family was now just like Meg had showed she was the top dog.
“Why is she so tight?” Chris growled as he tried to goad his father into looking up.
“Because Peter has a pathetic tiny cock,” Meg joined in looking between her father and her mother. “Right?” She demanded as she pulled Lois’s hair harder.
“Yes,” Lois whispered her response having trouble even getting that out between the pain of being raped and manhandled along with the shame of it being at the hands of her children.
“Louder, and I want to hear you say the whole thing.” Meg stopped masturbating long enough to smack Lois in the face. “Say you’re so tight because your pathetic loser of a husband has a tiny micro cock.”
“I’m so tight—” she began before Meg slapped her hard again and really yanked at her hair.
“I said louder,” Meg commanded as she slapped her mom twice more. “I want the whole fucking neighborhood to hear how fucking pathetic he is you filthy slut.”
“I’M SO TIGHT BECAUSE MY PATHETIC LOSER HUSBAND HAS A MICRO PENIS!” She screamed and for some reason shouting it outloud like that triggered an orgasm she hadn’t felt building and she moaned just as loud as she came.
“Hear that Peter?” Chris grunted as he felt his mom’s pussy clamp down on his cock like a vice while he continued to brutalize her. “That’s what it sounds like when a bitch likes the cock she’s being fucked with.”
Meg was genuinely impressed with how much Chris had thrown himself into his new role as her enforcer and she went back to fingering herself as Chris continued plowing their mother into the table. She would have to remember to reward him.
Chris continued to drive his cock in and out of his mother until he finally felt his own orgasm building and with one last agonizing shove he dumped a load of cum deep into her. He pulled out and Meg let him take hold of Lois’s hair as Meg continued to finger herself to her own orgasm watching the perverse scene.
He used his grip and his strength to pull his mom off the table and force her on her knees letting his slowly softening cock hang in front of her face. “Well mom,” he growled. “Clean me up.”
Lois was still sobbing as she used her mouth and tongue to clean the disgusting mix of her own juices and Chris’s cum off his massive cock gaging and choking along the way. When he was satisfied he handed her head off to Meg again who shoved her pussy into her mom’s face and Lois ate her out without having to be told.
Chris sat down and smirked as Meg came hard on her mom’s face. He idly stroked his spent cock before a grumble in his stomach reminded him he was famished. When Meg was finished riding her orgasm and grinding her mom’s face she let Lois get up and serve the pancakes but as she finished putting them on everyone’s plates Meg got another wicked idea.
Meg stood up and walked right over to her mom who still hadn’t sat down. She forced her legs apart and used three fingers to scoop some of her brothers cum out of her mom and off her inner thighs. She spread it like it was butter on both Lois’s and Peter’s pancakes before wiping her hand off on her mom’s face and sitting down to eat.
She felt a wave of perverse power and satisfaction as she watched her parents devour their breakfasts with their special sauce. For the first time in a long time she was happy heading off to school knowing she ran this house now.
Meg walked into the lunch room late with a cocky swagger that made people want to look at her and a cold expression that made them immediately look away again. She didn’t care what reaction she got anyway, she wasn’t here to eat. She was here to make a statement and let these bitches know who she was and who ran this fucking shit house school.
“Hey. Who’s the new dude?” Connie D’Amico asked the rest of the popular kids that were grouped around her at the popular table. She was queen bee around the school because she was rich and good looking. Plus, if the rumors were true, pretty easy.
“Oh my god,” Amy, one of her friends, gasped as she saw what Connie was looking at. They had all heard the rumors but now they had walking proof they had been true. “That’s Meg Griffin. She just got out of prison.”
Meg strolled past their table heading directly for the vending machine at a steady and unbothered pace. She didn’t listen to anything they said because none of them mattered to her anymore and she couldn’t for the life of her understand why she had ever put any stock into what they had thought. They were all stuck up bitches and wouldn’t have lasted an hour on the inside.
“Hey Meg, what did they put you in jail for?” Connie mocked Meg with her usual smug superior tone. Meg had always been an easy target for her to take out all of her own insecurities on since they had known each other. “Being ugly.”
Connie and her friends all laughed with their typical heard mentality. They showed all the confidence in bullying Meg because they had never had to face any consequences for their own actions. Their campaign of targeted hatred had either been ignored by the staff and students or had been swept under the rug with their parents money.
Meg stopped in front of the soda machine and fished a bunch of quarters out of her pocket. She had been late mainly because she had broken into the teachers’ lounge coffee vending machine to get the quarters she needed.
“Hey Meg, what happened?” Chad, one of the cool guys, mocked her next as she pulled out a pillowcase and started filling it with the cans of soda she kept buying one by one. “Did you get out early for fat behavior?”
They all laughed again as Meg kept filling the sack and showing no emotion. There had been a time when their barbs would have stung her, when she would have gotten mad, or run out crying. There was even a time when she would have went home and cut herself. That wasn’t her anymore though. That her had died in prison.
“Nice tattoo, did you get your butt hair braded while you were in there too?” Becki, Connie’s red headed friend, yelled out to another round of braying laughs.
“What did you do?” Mike, the least popular guy friend, joined in. “Carve a gun out of soap and then not wash with it?”
They all laughed one more time as Meg finished filling her pillowcase with all the cans of soda she could buy. She put it over her shoulder and felt the weight of it. It wasn’t as heavy as she would have liked but it was going to have to do. She almost let her stone-cold expression crack as she turned and saw how frustrated they were getting at her not showing any emotional response to their verbal harassment.
“Hey Meg,” Connie tried mocking her again as Meg walked right up next to her. “Are you going to take those soda cans to the Shaw-skank redemption center?”
As they all began laughing again Meg cocked back the pillow case and smashed Connie in the back of her head with it knocking her unconscious instantly with one brutal strike. Before anyone could move she swung the pillow case four more times. Each strike landed with pinpoint efficiency and cracked the skulls of the rest of the popular kids in four brutal strokes dropping them all. The entire lunch room sat in shocked silence as the popular kids bodies hit the ground and Meg stood victorious.
She picked up Connie’s face by her hair and stuck her tongue in the unconscious girls open mouth before she tossed her to the ground like the trash she was. Now everyone knew who she was and what she was about. She hoped the rest of the staring students would tell Connie that after she had been knocked out Meg had marked her as her new bitch.
As Meg walked away the teachers finally broke out of their stunned shock made a move to restore some order. One of the gym teachers grabbed Meg and led her away to go to the Principal’s office. As he led the cooperating and eerily calm Meg away she smirked as she heard another teacher calling for the school nurse to check on the popular kids.
She was still smirking as she let the horrified gym teacher recount her brutal assault while not surprisingly glazing over the bullying that had come before it. She just sat in front of him staring him down and not saying a word. After about five minutes of silence the school nurse walked in and whispered into Principal Shepherd’s ear.
“Well the good news is all of the kids you assaulted are going to be fine,” he began glowering at Meg hoping to see some sign of remorse or fear. “The bad news is that I have no choice but to suspend you for this heinous assault.”
Meg laughed as he continued to stare at her. She flipped him off with both middle fingers before finally breaking her silence. “Fuck you and fuck your suspension you limp dicked bitch. I bet that’s why your wife left you for another woman. Because you’re a bitch.”
“Oh yeah,” Principal Shepherd shouted at her losing his cool as he lost complete control of the situation. “Then how about this smart ass. You’re expelled. PERMANENTLY!”
“About fucking time punk,” she shot back as she bowed up to him and he flinched. “Now sit down before you get smacked.”
She laughed as he sat down before she turned on her heel and strode out of the school. She had plans to make anyway. Her and her new bitch were going to need some quality time to get to know each other.
Connie and her friends had gone out that night and tried to drink away any lingering memories of Meg’s attack. She was definitely going to make her daddy sue the school and Meg. She hoped they lost their house and had to live in the streets. It was bad enough the bitch had attacked them but some of the other kids had told her latter that the disgusting skank had forced her tongue into her mouth while she was unconscious. She was definitely going to make her pay for that.
Her friends had just dropped her off in front of her house before they had sped off. They were all drunk and none of them should have been behind the wheel but that never mattered. Even if they got pulled over the cops would let them go.
Connie struggled to walk as she made her way around to the back of her house. She always came in the back when she was out this late so she wouldn’t wake her parents up. She stumbled a few times before she fell over on her side as she tried to take the turn into the back yard with overly exaggerated wobbly drunken steps.
She slowly started to rise and had just gotten on her hands and knees to steady herself as she heard footsteps coming towards her. She looked up expecting to see her father or one of her friends coming to help her but as she raised her face a fist drove into the side of her head, and she lost consciousness.
Connie came too and immediately regretted it. Her head hurt so much she could barely focus enough to open her eyes. When she did manage to open her eyes the first thing she realized was she had no idea where she was. It looked like an attic but certainly not hers or any of her friends.
She tried to speak but with a growing sense of unease found herself gagged and as she tried to get up or remove the gag found her legs and ankles were tied together. She tried to stay calm and focus but this entire situation felt like it had to be some lucid nightmare.
“Oh good,” she heard a familiar voice and her terror escalated rapidly. “I was hoping you’d come to before we got started. I want you awake for all of this.” Meg stepped forward with a small duffle bag that she tossed on the ground narrowly missing Connie’s head.
It was open and Connie saw an array of painful looking sex toys and began to sob as her mind connected all the pieces and she knew what was about to happen to her. She tried to scream pleas for mercy into her gag but even if Meg could have understood them she would still have ignored them.
Connie stopped pleading and in fact stopped doing anything but staring as Meg crouched down in front of her and waved an eight-inch serrated hunting knife in front of her face before resting the cold steel on the terrified girls cheek.
“What’s the matter?” Meg mocked her before taking the blade away in a sudden motion. “Are you afraid?”
Meg didn’t wait for an answer and instead put her shin across Connie’s throat to hold her down and choke her as she used the blade to cut open the front of Connie’s shirt. As Connie lay frozen Meg lightly traced the tip of the knife up Connie’s torso and let the flat of the blade rest on the girls perfect tits just barely contained within the fancy looking white lace bra.
“Shame to keep these covered,” Meg goaded her helpless bully as she once again used the sharp blade to cut through fabric letting the ruined bra fall to either side exposing the defenseless choking girls chest.
Meg let her breathe but also grabbed at the already cut fabric of her shirt and bra and ripped them to shreds as she tore them off Connie. She threw the shredded remnants off to one side as she admired the half-naked girl. She could see why the boys flocked to her. She reached down with her empty hand and began to grope Connie’s tits with hard rough squeezes. She delighted in the look of disgust in the popular bitch’s eyes.
This time Meg rested her knee right in Connie’s gut and pushed hard to cause discomfort as she set about cutting off the tied-up girls pants. The pants were so tight they looked like they had been sewn on, but Meg managed to get the blade in the waist band along her hips and cut right through the stitching. The pants came away almost intact and Meg tossed them onto the pile of Connie’s ruined clothing.
As Meg stood Connie tried to curl into a ball to hide her naked chest and her thong style panties that barely covered her pussy and left nothing to the imagination when it came to her plump round ass. Meg let her think it mattered what she did as she drove the knife into a wooden post, so it was out of reach of her captive before returning back to the girl and kicking her in the back to make her straighten out.
“Let’s see that pussy,” Meg hissed as she grabbed Connie’s panties and with two vicious tugs painfully ripped them off of her. Meg saw her pussy was hairless and ran her hand over it. “I bet you keep it smooth because otherwise your daddy won’t touch you.”
Connie tried to shake her head to deny the accusation but went ramrod stiff as Meg shoved three fingers into her to the middle knuckles and began viciously finger fucking her as she also reached up and yanked on Connie’s nipples so hard she felt like she might rip them off. Meg continued to finger her for a few more moments before pulling out her fingers and showing Connie the slick mess coating them.
“I knew you wanted this you fucking slut,” she laughed the words right in Connie’s face as she wiped her hand off in the girls tears. “Or maybe it was mentioning your daddy touching you. I bet that’s how you earned that car. With your nasty little cunt.”
Meg stood as Connie continued to cry so hard her body shook. Meg stripped quickly and opened the duffle bag. She pulled out several toys including nipple clamps with a chain connecting them, anal beads, a cock shaped gag, and a strap on with a massive dildo already situated in it. She stepped on Connie’s clit hard enough to make her screech as she adjusted the strap on and laughed as the girls eyes went wide taking in the massive dildo.
First things first though, Meg thought as she leaned down and undid Connie’s gag.
“LET ME GO YOU FUCKING FREAK!” Connie screamed before Meg punched her in the face so hard her head bounced back off the floor and she saw stars.
Meg grabbed the cock shaped gag and forced that into Connie’s mouth as Connie got her wits about her again. She tried to struggle as Meg fixed the straps around the back of her head. She wasn’t good at giving head and was already gaging on the dildo lodged in her mouth.
“Don’t puss out now bitch,” Meg mocked her with the same tone she always used to torment Meg. “We’re just getting started.”
Connie let out a loud scream as Meg slapped her tits one after the other over and over until they were bright red and her nipples stood straight up but every time she screamed the dildo gag would push into the back of her mouth and into her throat making her gag and choke. The discomfort still couldn’t keep her from losing another screech of pain as Meg attached the clamps to her stinging nipples and gave the chain a tug.
Once she was sure they were secured she was not gentle in using the chain as a leash to force Connie to start to turn over while she also used her other hand to force her to keep her knees under her as she completed the move. It put her pussy and ass in the air and exposed while also keeping her from being able to press her tits into the floor and lessen any of the pain from the clamps and the chain pulling on them.
Meg picked up the anal beads and after spitting on Connie’s exposed asshole she pushed bead after bead into the screaming girls tight asshole. As soon as they were all in and only the string was hanging out Meg finally got around to filling Connie’s final empty hole. She spit on the tip of the dildo before she brutally rammed it into Connie as deep as she could get it with the first thrust. Connie’s body went taught from the pain and her scream was silent as she was suddenly being violated in all three of her holes.
A tug on the chain attached to the nipple clamps broke her from her silent scream back to screaming and sobbing loudly as Meg began to fuck her hard and fast with the massive dildo. She was hate fucking her long-time bully and loving every second of it. She would pull on the chain so hard she thought the clamps might tear off as she really put her hips into every thrust slowly reducing Connie from a defiantly screaming bitch to a barely intelligible grunting little fuck toy.
Meg had been so worked up it wasn’t long before she felt her first orgasm hit and she reached for Connie’s ass. She pulled out one bead before she went right back to pounding away at Connie’s brutalized pussy.
“One down,” Meg groaned as she continued to rape Connie. “Eleven more to go and after I’m done, I’m going to let my brother have some fun and he’s bigger than me.”
Meg was true to her word and had cum twelve times before she had gotten off of Connie. The girl wasn’t even crying anymore, and it was all she could do not to black out. Chris had managed to get some fresh screams from her though as he decided after only a few pumps in her already brutally fucked pussy to try and split her in half by ramming his cock into her ass.
She left Chris to his fun and after throwing on only the most basic of clothes she left to go next door. Meg knew that she couldn’t let Connie go and killing her seemed wasteful, so she was about to go make her perverted sex offender pilot neighbor Glenn Quagmire a huge offer. If he was willing to use his contacts around the sex world to find someone who wanted to but a slightly used high school girl. She was prepared to offer him a cut of the money, a round with Connie, and what she knew would seal the deal an opportunity to fuck her mom.
Meg hadn’t been wrong so far, and tonight wasn’t the night that streak broke. After they had worked out the details and Chris had finished using her Meg covered Connie with a blanket and snuck her to Quagmire’s basement where he had a camera set up so he could auction her off and then fly her to the winning bidder.
Meg stayed and watched the auction as well as Quagmire taking his turn with the broken willed girl as she began to formulate plans for the future.
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