Home, Uninterrupted

I enjoy the pleasant walk home. It's only two blocks, after all, and there's fresh air, a cool breeze, and I make my way down the street until I see the house. My family's always lived in a nice house, having the same high fence as every other house.

As I walk into the driveway, I can see the twins' car parked beside mine in the garage. Mom and Dad are evidently both out somewhere right now, not that it matters much. I let myself in through the garage door, and find the twins in the kitchen.

Enzo and Juno are freshly eighteen, and they're on the phone. Enzo glances toward me, holding up a hand, asking for me to wait a moment, “Yea, he just walked in. I can't believe that you actually ... test it? Oh, right. Sure. Give me a moment.”

Enzo covers the phone and nudges Juno. They both look over at me and Juno motions to the phone, “Hang on a minute, faggot. Amy's on the phone right now.”

I blink at them both, but I smile automatically, as programmed, when my little sister calls me a faggot. They both stare at me for a moment, but then ignore me as they turn their attention back to the phone, “Okay, so you were actually serious.”

“Shut the door and get over here, fag,” Enzo says, glancing from the back door to me, and I quickly close the garage door. Turning around, I walk over to where the twins are seated at the kitchen table, listening to one half of their conversation.

“Seriously, if we do that he'll just automatically ... ?” asks Juno, and I can vaguely hear Amy responding, “Oh, right. Sure. Better that way. Hey, faggot, take the phone. Amy wants to talk to you.” I quickly approach Juno, taking the phone gently.

“Kneel down so I can check your programming,” Amy says, “Oh, and, hi, faggot.” I smile as I kneel down compliantly, but keep my eyes averted from the twins. It's a bit embarrassing kneeling on the kitchen floor in front of my younger siblings.

“Open Core Process,” Amy commands, and my mouth falls open, and my eyes stare blindly forward, “Confirm this command by saying Core Process Opened.”

“Command confirmed. Core Process Opened,” I answer in mindless obedience.

“Until they are both satisfied, you are to enter a docile, receptive state, permitting Enzo and Juno full use of your mouth,” Amy commands, “If they cum on your face, you are to rub their cum in immediately. You'll address them as Sir and Miss.”

“Confirm Command,” she orders, waiting while I mindlessly confirm her programming, “Whenever I make modifications over the phone, you will say Core Process Opened when I open them, and Core Process Closed when I'm done editing you.”

“Command confirmed,” I answer, when she again prompts for confirmation.

“One of them will kick you in the nuts when they have been sated. You will return to your conscious, normal state, when they've finished using you for their pleasure,” Amy commands, “Confirm command.” When I confirm, Amy hums, pleased.

“Close Core Process and return the phone to Miss or Sir,” she orders.

“Core Process Closed,” I answer, holding the phone up to Miss, because she is nearer. She takes the phone back and I kneel in quiet submission, watching as they unbutton and unzip. Soon, both of the twins have their thick, hardening pricks out.

“All right, faggot,” Miss says, “You can make yourself useful.” I smile, immediately crawling underneath the kitchen table, and beginning to lick my little sister's prick, worshipping her with my mouth. I only half-listen to the conversation above.

“Thanks, Amy,” Sir says, “Juno and I have plans, tonight, but, it'll go much better with our balls drained before we leave.” Sir gets up and walks to the cradle, hanging up the phone before he turns to watch me quietly worshipping his twin's rod.

“Come, faggot,” Sir orders. I turn and crawl to him, smiling, as I kneel in front of him and begin licking his prick, grateful for being called a faggot by my little brother and little sister, both. My eyes focus up on them, as Miss moves to Sir.

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