From Across the Mirror Ch. 01 by HeadsHunter,HeadsHunter

How could my sister allow such a misogynistic scumbag like him anywhere near her?.

Why would she entertain his whims, and cater to his desires?

“Satisfied?” she asked.

“For now” he grinned “we have to do this again”

“If I feel like it” She noncommittally answered.

“You will feel like it soon enough, I know you enjoyed it just as much as I did, maybe even more” he pointed.

“maybe” she repeated, with a slight smile on her face.

She was tacitly implying that she indeed enjoyed being treated like trash by this asshole?

I seriously couldn’t understand her.

“Get out” she succinctly said.

“Alright, I’m going” he smiled.

Being virtually kicked out didn’t bother him at all.

I watched as he gathered his stuff and fixed his clothes as best he could.

And then, as he was leaving, he turned to look at the house, with that hateful, mean, ill-intended smirk on his face.

He even opened his phone, reviewing the evidence he gathered as he walked, whistling merrily, towards his house.

“I know what my next purchase is going to be after I’m done paying for the cameras.

A nice shotgun will do, nothing fancy, maybe that super X pump I’ve been eyeing lately, it should be thick enough to do as he likes, I’ll just shove it down his throat, and then, a little squeeze and that would be all.

Or maybe I’ll just point it at his face and shoot, he seemed to enjoy that as well”

Safe to say that I now hated the guy with every fiber of my being.

And just as much as I did him, or perhaps even more, I hated myself.

I had just witnessed my sister’s debasement, from a man no better than any rapist I had ever heard of, or watched on the news, and that, to add insult to injury, is probably as old as I am, if not older.

And I just stood there, watching my laptop’s screen as it all was happening.

Worst of all found my dick in my hand, and my dick deflating as I had just cummed, just as I watched him spraying her face full of jizz.

Meaning.

I had not only failed to prevent it from happening.

But actually enjoyed as I watched on.

I can not recall exactly what part I had reached for my dick.

I think I did it subconsciously, as I was enjoying the show.

I betrayed my sister, and my mind had betrayed me.

I was supposed to protect her.

That was the original purpose of the cameras.

But…now, all I could say was, that I had created the perfect private reality porn show.

And my family would be starring in it.

I had just discovered that I could witness in minute detail, their encounters.

As long as it happened under my roof, I had complete, unrestricted access to it all.

Like I said before.

Now…the door was open.

And the monster had come out.

I used my laptop to access the footage remotely.

Everything that I just watched got recorded directly to the solid-state drive inside the control cabinet.

But I had access from anywhere, as long as I had internet and my credentials for the app.

I reviewed the whole thing about three times before I finally couldn’t ejaculate anymore.

But at the end of the last run.

I made some discoveries.

I say it in plural because it was more than one.

Two, to be precise.

I had been so focused on Cameron and Rebecca, that It didn’t even occur to me, to check any of the other cameras.

I happened to catch a glimpse of something from the corner of my eye, as I was turning.

That was all it took.

I checked the rest of the footage and found what I was looking for from the cameras in the second-floor hallway and the one from one of the rooms.

The one in the hallway….caught Nicole.

I suppose that with all of the racket, It was too much to ask for her not to notice.

But she not only discovered what was going on but walked out of the room, until reaching the inner balcony, from where she had a good aerial view of the living room.

That in itself wasn’t the issue.

The issue was, that, as clear as day, the cameras caught Nicole with a hand between her legs.

She just lifted her nightie a little and slid her hand across her sensitive parts.

She was peeping at my sister being treated like trash, and she too did nothing.

Worst, she too…enjoyed it.

My heart broke a little, once I found out how much alike the two of us were.

But I couldn’t blame her, as I enjoyed it as well.

And to top it all, as if finding out just how fucked up both members of the couple were, I made an even more soul-crushing discovery.

From the room camera….on Amy’s room.

Sarah was out for the count, so she just slept.

But Amy was not, she was perfectly sober, and had a moderately decent hearing.

Of course, the noise also woke her up, and just like Nicole, she decided to investigate.

Not being sure of what the noise was, she scurried as cautiously as possible from her room.

Fortunately for her, her door was the last one before the stairwell balcony.

That way, she only needed to move a little to get a view of the proceedings down the stairs.

My cute eighteen years old daughter also witnessed her aunty’s taming, and subsequent submission.

Nicole showed up when Becca was on her knees, sucking Cameron’s dick.

Amy a little later, when he was smashing her from behind.

But, that was more than enough.

She took her hands to her mouth, to stop the little surprised squeal she uttered.

Then…she saw her…her Mom.

Amy spotted Nicole, but Nicole seemed to not pay attention, as her beautiful almond eyes stayed glued to the couple down the stairs.

Amy scurried back to her door at first but didn’t quite make it back inside.

She just stood there, hugging the door frame, debating whether or not she should peek again.

She did.

She slowly returned to her original watching spot.

But this time, her attention was split, half for the couple, and a half for her mom.

She alternated.

By her line of sight, I could tell what part of Nicole had her attention.

Amy was watching her mom, with her hand between her thighs.

My baby daughter was watching not only her aunt being a perfect trashy whore, but also her mother, with her hand between her thighs, Masturbating to her aunt.

How crazy does that statement sound?

And that isn’t even the craziest part of it all.

The craziest part came when the action was finishing downstairs.

Amy was enthralled watching the neighbor painting her aunt’s face while imitating the same movements she saw her mom perform, down her own lower parts.

Suddenly, as if she felt something, brought her sight back up.

Only to meet her mother’s sight with her own.

Amy was startled and gave a little jump and a minute squeal.

She repeated the hands to the mouth thing.

But this time, with her sight, glued to her mom.

Nicole watched Amy for a second while holding an expressionless face.

Then, a very unsettling smirk crept on her face.

That wasn’t my Nicole’s usual smile, but a lustful, teasing, ethereal smile, which I had never seen before.

She directed such a smile to our baby,

Then, she lifted her right index finger putting in her lips, and made a hush sign, while keeping the smile on.

My peanut-sized brain had long ago exceeded bearing capacity.

I was no longer thinking, I just watched.

Then, my baby smiled back, after a few seconds of not knowing what to do, she just smiled and nodded at her mom.

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