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.