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Isabella gasped as he ripped of the blankets without warning but before she could play fully scowl him, he was between her legs. For a moment she was confused and shocked as he opened her legs suddenly. Just as she was about to push him off, she felt his mouth on her clit and cries out in pleasure. She arched her back and rolled back her eyes and cried out his name: " Francis|!!" *She loved how he took charge and ate her pussy, she bucked her hip wanting more: " ooohh god!! Yesss....!!" *Forgetting Kate....unaware her sister was raging even more hearing Isabella being fucked by Francis*
 
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Francis loved Isabella's reaction to his pussy eating skills.

Briefly, he backed away long enough to tell her, "Let your sister know what I'm doing to you." Right after saying that, he dove right back in to her delectable, soaking pussy...
 
Isabella turn beet red as he wanted her describe it..she gasped as her started eat her pussy again:" ooohhh...god Francis!!! Fuck...god Tessa..YESS..just like that...I'm..I...ohh love ...when...you..eat...me out. ...please god ...!!!"* Screamed as she came hard and lay panting heavily*

Kate was going out of her mind and started break stuff again. Screeching and breaking stuff again.

Isabella was trying catch her breathe:" you realise that her tantrum will get expensive,right? Or do you plan give her a severe spanking tomorrow in her room?"* Smirk as she kind of like the idea of Francis spanking her hard till Kate couldn't sit on her ass.Treating like a child and severely discipline her till she knew her place*
 
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Francis shrugged. "Then she'll sleep on the floor with a bunch of broken shit until she can afford to replace it all."

He returned to his pussy eating for a little bit then answered Isabella's next question.

"Would you like me to spank her till she can't sit? Would you like to see it? Or do you just want to hear? Might be better if she thinks you had no part in it. Then again, maybe you'd like a few shots at her yourself. To do it right, she needs to be naked, you know."
 
Isabella moaned and squirmed as he continues eat her pussy. She hesitated a moment, your right it best she doesn't know....Francis, what would you feel about having more of a disciplinary father male role in her life? "* She loves the idea of watching him spank her harshly, maybe by video tape...
 
This time when Francis backed away to answer, he brought a finger up to slowly circle Isabella's clit, rather than stopping the stimulation altogether.

"I can be a disciplinarian, if you think that's what's needed here. She certainly needs something. I've thought about attempting to marry her off to somebody, but she'd just run away.

"She needs all decisions taken away from her. This means everything, including clothes. I know you don't like that idea, but it will show her her place in the house.

"And you will have to step up and take over when I can't be here, which will be quite a bit sometimes. Can you do that? You'll have to know what I'm doing with her so we can be consistent. That means you will have to witness when I discipline her, that will mean not giving in and will also mean not losing your temper. That will be hardest for you. You need to think of her as a cranky toddler who you don't dare give an inch of line because she'll take that inch and turn it into a mile.

"Think about it in the next few minutes while I do my best to send your brain on sabbatical..."

And yet again, he went back to lapping Bella's soaking, sensitive cunt.
 
Isabella could barely think straight even as he mention arrange marriage. She gasp and squirm as he gave great details,it was shocking how much he thought of the solutions. She barely could think as he played with her clit.. instead she screamed his name and came harden than ever in her life as he began to lap her.

She try crawl away, panting heavily:" ohh god Francis...wait baby..." *Looking half daze as she try put all together'" i want you to do it all except have sex with her.....break her and make her obedient and find her strict husband to keep her in line and busy with kids ..please Francis" * she fear find Kate as a hooker instead*
 
It wasn't long after his tongue went back to work that Isabella screamed her orgasm.

While he would have continued eating her through as many climaxes as he could pull out of her, she wriggled herself back to recover.

Then she gave some of her opinions regarding her sister. At one point, Francis laughed.

"Whoever said anything about sex with her? Just because I mentioned keeping Kate naked doesn't mean I have any intention of having sex with her. She's been practically throwing herself at me for months and I haven't fallen for it yet. What gives you the idea I have any intention of it now, especially after you?"
 
Isabella as he added :"... especially after you?" He always manage to make her feel attractive and it was not a small task:" I be honest , many compare my figure to her perfect slender figure...I guess I find it hard at time that men prefer my body type over hers..."

she smiled:" Can you truly managed the taste of getting Kate in line? I won't judge you of you fail...hell my parents could not handle her"
 
"Trust me," Francis started, "a lot of men love a woman with curves more than the waifish look. Yeah, Kate might be skinny, but you aren't fat by any stretch. Where most of your weight sits is here," and he reached down and squeezed Isabella's butt, "and here..." he squeezed one of her ample breasts, tweaking a nipple. "I think your body is perfect. In fact, one of these times, I want to place my cock between these beautiful tits and fuck them till I blast my load all over your face."

He was ready to start a fuck session when Bella threw the challenge at him.

"Can I keep Kate in line? No time like the present to find out." He slid out of bed and slipped on his pants but nothing else. "Come on, you'll need to see this, because when I'm not around, you're going to have to be the disciplinarian."

He then opened the door and stepped out, not waiting for Isabella...
 
Isabella was a bit disappointed as she was ted him fuck her again but she was curious asFrancis took charge at her request. She slip into a robe and followed after him. She was a bit shock as he did not even bother knocking and entered Kate's roomKate jumps :" you stupid bitch, better not come here and apologise or I kill ya"* she was surprised seeing Francis but glared at Isabella. The room was upside down, she broke everything that could be broke, smashed and didn't seem to care" get out of my room!"
 
Francis didn't say a word. He simply walked over to Kate and picked her up off the floor. Throwing her over his shoulder, he carried her out of the room.

She kicked, flailed and kept up a running commentary of profanity the whole time, but Francis was far stronger, and there was no way she could escape.

Along the way to a chair, he stopped at a drawer and pulled out a pair of scissors.

Sitting, he threw Kate over his lap and began cutting her clothes off her body.
 
Kate fought like a wild cat but couldn't break free.she was I mix of rage and panic" do t you dare. Let me go Francis or I will call cops!"

Isabella replied:" I won't be able carry her...hheheh...what now,oh greatmaster" * teasing Francis*
 
Francis was calm.

"We've been through this before, Kate: what are you going to tell the police, and who are they going to believe, with your record?

"Hey, how about we show them what you did to your room?"

All while he spoke, he continued methodically cutting Kate's clothes to shreds, letting them fall to the floor as useless rags.

When he reached her panties, the last item of clothing she still wore, he gave a snip at her hip, then another at the crotch and they pulled away easily.

Gathering them in his hand, he stuffed them in Kate's shrieking mouth, muffling her protests and threats significantly.

"There, that's a little better, don't you think, Bell? Can you still breathe, Kate?"

A frenzied flail accompanying an infuriated roar told him she was breathing just fine.
 
Kate was livid,she was horrified that he would humiliate him in such a fasion. She fought in vain as he easily restrained her. She glanced at her sister with pleading eyes as she cried for help but the words were muffled. She pray her sister intervene.

Isabella nodded: " i have to agree Francis but i doubt she learned her place." * She looked down at Kate*" I told you Kate, that i go through great length to get your life in line... I asked Francis, that he now personally discipline you till you learn your place and we believe that after you learn your place, best to get you married to a proper husband to keep you in line as a good, proper wife..." She saw the look of disbelief and horror in her Kate's face : " Best you learn your place and keep you in line than whore yourself out and land in the street...Francis will select a proper husband for you...to teach whats in your best intrest..." *She looked at Francis: " Hun, i think her first lesson should be severe to show this is no empty threats....don't you think so?" *Kate face paled as she taught Isabella lost her mind.*
 
Francis didn't know who might be able to keep Kate corraled, even if he did manage to tame her. Then again, that would probably be a long way down the road.

Kate kept squirming to escape, so he told Isabella, "You wouldn't have something I could use to hold her down a little better would you? I thought I saw a roll of tape in the drawer I got the scissors from."

Without waiting for Isabella to reply or move, he raised his open hand and brought it down mercilessly against Kate's nude, upturned ass.
 
Kate wailed as Francis began spank her so hard it took her breathe away. Tears ran down her face feeling as she was a 6 year old girl being punished for being bad by her daddy. Her whole body shook in pain as it echoes in the room.

Isabella quietly went to the drawer and handed him the tape and scissors:" Here you go..." * Kate hissed like a cat and shouted:" don't you fucking touch me..." * She struggled to break free: " Isabella this isn't funny! Order him to let me go now! I'm your sister for god sake!"

Isabella glared at her:" I am only your sister went it gives you an advantage...our parents might of failed you but I won't... I know this is scary but it's for your own good"
 
By the time Isabella returned, Kate's ass had already started to pink up. The shrieks, even through the panties in her mouth, were ear-splitting, and her profanity continued, even if it was garbled.

When Kate mumbled, "Don't you fucking touch me," but at a decibel level well above your average mumble, Francis landed a couple more savage shots to her upturned backside.

"You don't talk to your sister like that, cunt," he growled, "you aren't the one in control here. In fact, from here on out, you don't get a decision again." This accompanied another pair of swats.

Taking the tape, Francis asked Isabella, "Hold her for me a minute, would you, babe?" When Isabella came over and did the best she could holding her writhing sister down, Francis secured Kate's wrists to the chair legs.

That done, he took off his belt...
 
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Isabella obediently did as she was told by Francis. It was hard but she finally manage. Kate was in tears:" Isabella stop him, his hurting me..." *Isabella stop a moment then replied:" not as back as the outcome of your life once you go down this path. I am okay being a bad sister if it results in your better future. I can live with your hate"

Kate hissed:" first you steal him by letting him pop your cherry and now you have him be his play thing? You sick fuck...when I get out of here... I have you kidnapped, raped and killed for this... You fucking low class whore!"

Isabella flinch at her sister's promise and glance at Francis:" do, what must be done... I trust your judgement, Francis"
 
Kate had a lot to say for someone wearing a gag, but she couldn't help herself, apparently. Once again, muffled though it was, it was simple enough to make out what she was saying, as it was basically the same bullshot she'd been repeating for months.

Francis doubled the belt in his hand and gave a few test shots into the other. He then turned his attention back to Kate.

*SMACK!!*

"How many fucking times do I have to tell you..."

*SMACK!!*

"Isabella stole nothing from you..."

*SMACK!!*

"I never wanted you..."

*SMACK!!*

"You were just part of the package..."

*SMACK!!*

"If I felt like I could jusr turn you out in the cold..."

*SMACK!!*

"I'd have done it a long time ago..."

*SMACK!!*

"But for some goddamn reason, your sister still loves you..."

*SMACK!!*

"Even though she should have written you off when you were still kids..."

*SMACK!!*


"She's the only reason I've attempted to accommodate you through all this..."

*SMACK!!*

"When I find you just a colossal pain in the fucking ass.."

*SMACK!!*

"Not because I wanted to fuck you or wanted anything to do with you..."

*SMACK!!*

"And if I have to spank your ass raw every hour for the next year to get that through your head..."

*SMACK!!*

"Then that's what I'll fucking do."

By this time, Kate's ass was bright red almost halfway to her knees.
 
Isabella wince each time her belted Kate by the second she was crying hard. It broke her heart and she wanted to stop Francis but knew deep down it would take alot more to break Kate rebellious nature. She clutched her hands as she winced each time that Francis whip Kate ass hard. She forced herself to watch the harsh punishment that Francis inflicted to Kate. Kate barely had any voice from crying or screaming from her harsh punishment.

Isabella struggle with herself to not intervene and finally decided Francis run the show. He was her man and she told herself that he knew best. It be wrong challenge his authority when he discipline Kate. She swallowed hard and quietly stood and observe his lesson to discipline Kate in a proper way.

It be even obvious to Francis that Isabella understood her place in their relationship and wouldn't boldly defy his authority. She seem accept his dominant side and simply comply to his wishes and decision as he was her man. It was clear between them,who was in charge of their relationship.
 
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In his perpheral vision, Francis saw Isabella wince every time he hit Kate with the belt. For all her, "I'm done with Kate," talk, she still felt something for her, even if it was just the empathy of one person seeing another get punished.

Kate had stopped protesting. She'd even stopped moving, except when each blow landed. There was only a low whimper coming from her, the sound of which, coupled with the shivers her whole body made, indicating she was crying. Good. It was the first time in a long time he'd felt anything from Kate other than contempt and derision.

Finally, he looked up from what he was doing to Kate and caught Isabella's eye.

"Come over here. You need to practice this, too. I can't be here all the time, and I'm sure you have a lifetime's frustration some part of you would like to get out."
 
Isabella quietly walked over to Francis:" your right"* she took the belt that he handed over and took a position and stroke her sister. It was quite pleasurable and stole again much harder. A shiver went down her spine as she began to belt her in a steady pace but with all her strength. She went down memory lane at all the events and stroke harder and harder til Kate finally black out. She looks at Francis ;"should I continue?"
 
Francis watched as Isabella coldly stepped over and took the belt from his hand. Her first couple swats were tentative, but their intensity increased until she was putting her whole body into it. There appeared a malice in Bella's eyes that Francis could only guess was vengeance for a lifetime's worth of frustration and injustice.

After a few minutes, Kate stopped moving and stopped making any sound at all. Francis stopped Isabella to check, and found Kate had fainted.

"Should I continue?" was all that Bella said, not, "Is she okay?' or anything like that. Oh yes, there was some pent-up rage, that was for sure.

"I think she's had enough for now," he said, taking the belt. "She's probably going to be a wildcat when she wakes up, though."

Kate's ass had gone from bright red to dark red. Fainted or not, it was past time to stop.

"Clear out her clothes from her room," Francis instructed as he began to release Kate from the chair legs. He pulled the panties from her mouth so she could breathe better, then lifted her and carried her to her room. He laid her on her side on the bed - the one thing she hadn't completely destroyed - then restrained her wrists and ankles.

Isabella waited in the doorway as he gently took care of her sister. When he straightened, Francis gave Isabella a crooked grin and said, "Fuck me, woman."
 
Isabella had regretted for striking her sister as she lay unconsciously on the bed. She look up to ask something as he beat her to it with his reply:" Fuck me, woman."

She turn beet red and looked all shy, all of a sudden. She slowly back away from the door and began slip her robe off. She stood before him naked with a grin of her own:" only if you catch me"* she playfully ran to her bedroom*
 
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