Page 18 of Unhinged Cain

A thunderous crack echoed over the next 80s hit on my brother’s ‘Kill’ playlist. Jackie whimpered as Jess’s head snapped to the side with the blow.

“Answer my brother, or your sister gets it again,” Abel said and raised his hand to emphasize his threat.

Jackie’s big blue eyes looked at Abel and then back to me.

“Because you like it,” she blurted out and then cried harder as the words she’d spoken sank home.

“Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner! What does Jackie get Cain?” Abel looked over at me and smirked.

“I think she’s won the right to earn her freedom back,” I said and loved that her eyes lit up with hope. The kill was always so much sweeter when they thought there was hope.

“Well, alright then, who doesn’t like a good game?” Abel leaned over and undid the bindings holding Jess securely to the chair. As the last buckle was released, she predictably bolted for the stairs. I watched her run up the stairs, her feet loud on the wood, but I smiled as she collided with the door.

“Run, Jess,” Jackie yelled, and I wondered how long her sisterly sacrificing gesture would last once she saw what Abel planned to do.

The door rattled as Jess continuously rammed herself into it, and I could picture just how fast her little rabbit heart was racing in her chest. The fight or flight panic made the decision for her even though she had no more runway to stretch her rabbity legs.

“Don’t run away, Little Rabbit,” Abel said, putting voice to the words from my own mind.

The sweet sing-song sound to his voice made Jackie shudder in her bindings, her head dropping in defeat. I memorized the way her body shook as she broke down with acceptance as it slowly settled over her. She’d better get used to that feeling. It was only going to get worse from here.

Sipping my drink, I watched Abel like my favorite television episode. The hysterical screaming began as one heavy boot landed on the stairs, shaking it like the T-Rex in the Jurassic Park movie. “Come back, Little Raaaaabit.”

Another heavy thump and more hysterical banging began. I almost spit out my drink as Abel ran the rest of the way up the stairs yelling, “Booga, Booga, Booga.”

“Awww, come on,” Abel whined and marched back down the stairs holding Jess in his arms. “Little twit just passed out. I hadn’t even gotten to do my best impressions.”

He stomped past me with the limp girl in his arms and made his way to the one-of-a-kind table I’d made for him. I preferred my table over this one, but I had to admit this piece Abel had me create for him had its benefits. The thick steel rings I’d welded to the sides allowed him to attach prey in any position he desired.

I’d watched him more than once turn the rings and those attached to them into a game of Twister. The game never ended well for one of them. Abel dropped the girl down face first with her feet and ass hanging over the edge at the perfect fucking height.

I glanced back at Jackie, who continued to bawl her eyes out. The sobbing would normally be annoying, but the agony on her features was sweet tonight. She had a good, pained look on her face. She was one of those pretty girls that made ugly crying seem cute.

Within moments Jess was secured to the metal surface, and with a few quick flicks of Abel’s knife, the stretchy pants she was wearing ripped away. Abel didn’t bother to take the time to get lube before he slammed his cock into the unconscious girl. She only stirred awake as Abel sang loudly to the next song that poured through the speakers as he pounded into her unprepared ass. I assumed it would be a hell of a way to wake up.

The louder Jess screamed, the faster Abel fucked her, and I knew by the look on my brother’s face he was just getting warmed up. I watched him out of the corner of my eye, my own cock slowly hardening with the visual of the rough play. He’d wrapped his hand in her long hair and pulled her off the table as far as the bindings would allow her to go. He yelled, “ye ha.” He had a flare for theatrics that I’d never cared to use or master as he had.

As entertaining as watching Abel fuck the girl was, the look on Jackie’s face made my cock stand at attention. She liked the show. She was trying hard to hide it, but the subtle squirm in her body posture and the way her eyes darted to her sister had me unzipping my pants. Jess’s original pained-filled wails had shifted. Now, they were a cross between a blubbering that was most likely caused by self-loathing as she grunted and moaned each time Abel sank into her pale ass.

“No, please, I don’t want to…ahh,” Jess wailed loudly as Abel made her come. Even I could admit that Abel was good with his cock. He was to his dick what a painter was to his brushes.

“Come on, brother, join me,” Abel called out as he nodded toward my hand, stroking my cock.

“If you insist.” Setting my drink down, I made my way to Jackie, and she whimpered as I squatted in front of her. “What do you think, Jackie? Would you like to join your sister in the fun?”

She shook her head no, but I could smell her arousal, and the wet spot that had formed on her pink yoga pants screamed she was lying. She tensed as I reached between her knees that she could not close and watched her face carefully as my finger brushed along the hardened peak of her clit. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as she looked away, trying to deny what her body obviously wanted.

“It’s terrible, isn’t it? To want something you shouldn’t? To be something that others think is disgusting?” Jackie whimpered and sucked her lower lip into her mouth. “I understand, Jackie. You didn’t ask for this any more than I asked to be born the way I am, yet here we are together.” My voice was soft and a little rough from the whiskey, but with each word I spoke, her breathing picked up a little more.

Her chest rose and fell quicker as her heart rate spiked. I ran my finger up and down the damp area of her pants, just hard enough that she’d feel it but not hard enough for any real satisfaction.

I’d become a master at watching all the small tells the human body gave off. Very few ever bothered to learn them. It was sad, really, but it was those tells that I watched now. The ones that Jackie didn’t want me to see. The ones that embarrassed her and made her feel ashamed as much as they turned her on. Those were the feelings I wanted to tap into like a parasite.

Jess picked that moment to scream. “Oh fuck, I’m coming again, of fuck me, please don’t stop.”

Jackie’s eyes snapped open. An almost feral look overtook her as her head snapped around to stare at her sister’s face, which was in the throws of carnal lust.

That was the look I’d been waiting for from her.