There was a new twist this time though. Eric position himself in front of her and removed her gag, then slid his penis into Denise's mouth. She now had two of her three orifices filled. This had never happened to her before and it only made her cry harder. She worked on both of them and they both changed up positions. Finally, when Eric came in her asshole, Jake slid out her mouth. Her mouth was now free as Jake finished up and exploded his load in her asshole as well. When they were done they cleaned her up a bit and dressed her, then left her hogtied and gagged on the floor, as Jake went to work and Eric left to hang out with friends.

When they both returned it was dark. The strict ropes had caused Denise's muscles to cramp up all over. When Jake finally released her from her hogtie she breathed a huge sigh of relief. Again they laid her on the couch. But this time they released the bonds holding her legs and went to work. They slid her clothes down her lower body and spread her legs. Her vagina now lay open to them and Jake practically attacked it. He shoved his cock in there without hesitation and Denise screamed at the force which he entered. He fucked her hard, harder than he had in a while. And then when he was done, Eric took her.

By the time they were finished with her, Denise was a mess. She was crying profusely and sweating profusely and begging them beneath the tape to leave her alone. Smiling, her brothers, dressed her again, lifted her, and carried her upstairs. They didn't even bother undressing or untying her for bed. They bound her ankles and thighs and left her bound, gagged, clothed and sweaty body on the bed for her to sleep.

Denise woke up in the middle of the night and tried to move. She couldn't. She realized immediately that she was hogtied. The cramps from the painful position had woken her from her deep sleep. She looked over at her clock. 4:00 AM. Still a lot of time left in the night. She hoped she would be able to fall back asleep.

She didn't for several hours. She was left alone for the day, hogtied on her bed. Her brothers never once visited her. She watched as the sky lightened, got brighter, then darkened. Dusk came, then nighttime. Still, she was bound in an increasingly painful position. She passed in and out of consciousness, awake, then sleeping, at odd intervals. The clock, which seemed to move ever so slowly, drove her mad. She cried a lot. She couldn't remember when she finally fell asleep for good at night.

When Denise woke up the next morning she noticed she had much more movement. All the ropes had been removed from her body while she slept, and she had only her hands cuffed behind her wrists. She was still fully clothed and the pungent odor of her sweat filled her nostrils. Standing up, she went to her bedroom door and opened it.

There were the keys and note: Shower. We've got a special costume for you to wear today . She shuddered at what that could possibly mean.

When she stepped out of the shower and opened her bathroom door she saw the costume. A pair of white stockings, and a white nurse's outfit, a short one that barely went down to her thighs. No bra or panties either.

Presenting herself to her brothers, they bound and gagged her immediately. White ropes and a white tape gag, keeping with the nurse theme. Setting her aside in the corner they wasted no time. Clearly, the day off had filled their sexual urges to peak performance. Jake whipped out his dick and instead of forcing a blow job, just started masturbating. He let his load fly onto her face, drenching her with his cum. Eric did the same, hitting her lower face and neck with his load. She cried.

Her brothers ate, leaving her alone in the corner. She yearned for food. She was hungry, thirsty, felt herself drying up. She was scared that her brothers were trying to dehydrate her now. She could feel herself going insane, the fear that her brothers were going to kill her constantly overwhelming her.

When they finished eating, they came over to her. Some of the cum was starting to dry on her face. She just wanted to wipe it off. Jake took a washcloth and cleaned her face, then laid her out on the floor, on her back. Releasing the ropes restraining her knees, he hiked up her nurses outfit and spread her legs. Jake ravaged her vagina as she cried and screamed the whole time. When he was done, Eric did the ravaging and when Eric was done, they bound her knees again and set her back in the corner.

Her head was down and she was sobbing uncontrollably now. All she wanted was food and freedom and for this summer to be over. They ignored her for several hours as they watched TV and worked around the house. Finally, around five in the afternoon, Jake took his pictures of her, then dragged her out to the kitchen.

Jake set two bowls down in front of her, one of steaming hot pasta and another with ice cold milk. Denise could feel her taste buds watering. But instead of removing her gag, Jake laid her on her stomach and hogtied her. The bowls were kept inches from her face, but she could only stare at them longingly. The psychological torture drove her mad. She moaned, begged Jake beneath the gag, gave him the pleading eyes, everything. Jake ignored her. She sat there for three hours, the food right in front of her face, unable to touch it.

Finally, Jake released her hogtie and set her back in the corner. By now she was crying. She was sure she would be starved now. She could feel herself, desperate for nutrition of any kind. Jake took pictures, then brought the pasta and milk over to her. The pasta was cold, the milk was warm, neither were desirable, in fact, barely edible. But Jake removed her gag and spoon fed her. She stared at him with pleading eyes, but didn't say a word. When Jake was done, he once again raped her. Later that night, both her brothers raped her again.

She cried herself to sleep, nude, hands cuffed behind her back, just like most other nights. She had no idea how fortunate she would be tomorrow. She only wished she could die. She was sure that was what her brothers were trying to do.

The next morning found the table with the key and note once again outside her door. Shower. We've got another surprise for you . Denise trembled. When she got out of the shower she saw a beautiful red satin shirt, a black skirt, stockings, and pumps. She dressed and trembling went downstairs.

"I have good new for you, Denise," her brother said when he saw her. "Congratulations. You've survived this summer. Today is your last day. Tomorrow, Mom and Dad come home from their trip. Way to go."

Denise broke down and cried tears of joy. Her summer was finally over. The hell was finally over. She had survived.

But that did not mean the last day would be uneventful.

Her brothers kept her in the strictest positions all day. The raped every orifice multiples times. It was the most she had probably fucked the entire summer. But she could put up with it now. She was happy the entire day. When it finally ended she was allowed to sleep with no cuffs on her wrists, clothed in her nightgown. She had survived!

The next day they picked up their parents at the airport. Denise wore jean shorts and a cut off top. Her father approached her. "Were you good this summer?"

"Yes Daddy," Denise said looking down. He touched her breasts, through the shirt.

"I'm sure your brothers had a fine time," he said.

Denise kept her head down. A tear ran down her cheek. "Yes Daddy," she replied. She hoped she would never go through that again.