A TALE OF TWO TABOOS.

Eric and Zayne had been friends since they were young. They were so different that you wouldn't put them in the same circle, but no matter what, they had stuck together over the years. Even when Zayne suddenly had to start working because his dad decided to leave his children alone. Or when Eric failed an exam an feared he'd never get into college.

They were close. But they were different. Zayne used his dark good looks to his advantage. He was a go getter and nothing would ever get in his way. Eric also worked out, but tended to hide his muscles beneath dark baggy clothes. His glasses and plain clothes did exactly what he wanted to. They made him invisible.

It was 5.17pm and the boys were walking home together. Zayne had just finished his shift at the bar, now at the age where he can legally work by pulling pints and pulling girls. 12 phone numbers crumpled up in his backpack. Eric had finished school and chess club.

They walked down the dirt path together, laughing about the days activities.

"So Ric, you know it's time for you to lose it and I've figured a brilliant way for you to do it mate. You still up for it aren't ya?" Zayne looked at Eric with a raise of his brow, ready for him to say no.

"Yeah... I'm ready. No point keep waiting for true love eh? As long as it's safe and I'm not going to get into trouble. Wish you'd tell me though Zayne. I'm not one for surprises. It makes me nervous."

Zayne laughed that laugh that has always got him a girl, no matter what the consequences. "Chill out Ric. It's all good. I've planned it well. You won't get spanked for it. And it's only at mine so not like you're stuck when you need to get home."

The boys live 2 minutes away from one another. It's easy for them living on the same Street. Sometimes too easy.

"Alright..." Eric murmurs. The uncertainty wavering in his voice. "I trust you."

"Bought that camera ya dad bought dint ya?"

"Oh shit. I completely forgot Zayne. I'll pop back to mine and get it. I'll grab a shower, then come back to yours. Good?"

"Good." Zayne frowned at his long time friend. He hoped he wasn't trying to get out of tonight. He'd planned some fun for Ric because he never let loose... He strangely wanted to see what that looked like. It wasn't right to be so tight and boring at their age.

They turned right onto Alton Road and stopped right outside of number 176. The nice house with red brick and a white picket fence reminded Eric of the childhood games they used to play in the garden. "I'll be back in a bit then mate. Don't start without me." Eric let out a small nervous laugh and then waved before walking further down to his own home.

~~*~~

Zayne unlocked his front door and stepped inside. Dropping his bag on the floor he looked through to the living room to find it empty.

"Samantha!" He shouts up the stairs. A young girl comes running down the stairs wearing a frilly pink nightgown. Her hair plaited in long pigtails secured with pink satin bows.

"I missed you Zayne!" She squeals before jumping up into his arms. She kisses his face all over in a rush of excitement. Her sun-kissed skin and mousy brown hair would have made her look plain, boring. But her big shiny brown eyes had her looking like baby doll.

"I'm glad to see you did princess. What do you call me?"

"Daddy..."

"That's right baby girl. You remember I have a friend coming around tonight don't you?"

"Yes daddy. I'm scared... And excited."

Zayne places his younger sister onto her feet and gently kisses her lips. "That's OK baby. No need to be scared. I told you I'd help prepare you didn't I? So take off your dress."

Samantha giggles and slips the tip of her finger into her mouth. "Daddy, this is a nightie. Not a dress." She speaks as a much younger girl, as it's what they both enjoy, although in reality she had just celebrated her seventeenth birthday.

She grips the frills at the bottom of the gown and lifts it up and over her head. Revealing her very grown up, toned body. Her nipple and clit piercings shine a solid silver. The large loops standing out against her skin.

"Mmm... Good girl. Daddy got you some presents."

"Eeeeek." Samantha squeals childishly, jumping up and down, clapping her hands. Her tits bouncing up and down against her rib cage. "Show me daddy! Show me!"

Zayne walks through the landing to the kitchen and pulls a wooden chair into the middle of the tangerine tiled room. "Here you go princess."

He turns and shows his sister the large boxed dildo.

"Oh daddy. You got me another toy? But I already have a blue one, remember?" She takes the gift from his hands and begins to open it nevertheless.

"This toys different baby." He takes the now opened pink silicone dildo from Samantha's hand and shows her the bottom. "You see, this suction means you can stick it to furniture like walls and chairs."

"Can we try daddy?" Samantha shyly asks, while twiddling the bow in her hair.

"We sure can princess. No point in getting you new toys if I don't let you play with them is there?" Zayne takes the few steps to the chair, licks the suction cup and slams in onto the wood. "there you are beautiful."

"Thank you daddy!" Samantha takes no time at all to get her legs either side of the chair when Zayne interrupts her movements.

"Nah ah, not that way baby. You must do it with your back to me. I want you to see yourself in the mirror."

She turns her back to him and begins to lower herself onto the pink dildo. As it slides into her wet pussy, she moans. "Aww daddy, it feels so good. I wish it was you." She slowly starts to ride the toy, pulling her body up and down whilst resting her arms on the wooden back of the chair. Her eyes connect with his through the reflection of the mirror and Zaynes cock instantly hardens.

Samantha begins to bounce on the toy faster as Zayne turns and leaves the room. "Don't you come Samantha!" He shouts. "If you need to come, slow down but don't you stop."

"Argh. OK daddy. I promise."

He opens up the drawer and pulls out her original toy. The bright blue dildo is slightly smaller than her new pink one, and he smiles as he takes it back into the kitchen to her.

He holds it in his hand as he approaches her. Looking into her eyes through the mirror, he speaks. "Kiss daddy."

He gently slides his hand against her throat and guides her lips to his from behind her. Their tongues tangle as she continues to bounce up and down on the dildo penetrating her. Her moans are swallowed into his throat and he slightly tightens his grip when he bites down on her lower lip.

Pulling away, he swaps his mouth for the blue dildo. "Treat this like your lolly pop baby girl. Daddy wants to watch you."

She faces the mirror and licks the dildo allowing him his desired show. "Like this daddy?" She slows her movements on the pink toy as her orgasm approaches, concentrating on the licking of another.

"Yes princess. Suck it for daddy..."

As Samantha begins to suck on the toy, Zayne pulls his own big cock from his trousers and begins to stroke himself.

"Aww, no daddy! I want that cock!"

She takes the dildo from her mouth and looks over her shoulder at him. "Please..." Her body rides slightly faster against the chair as arousal builds stronger at seeing her daddy play with the forbidden. She knows...

"No Samantha! You're not allowed my cock! You know this. Put your blue toy back in your mouth. Let daddy watch."

"Please daddy! I need your cock inside me... Just let me lick it. I promise to be good."

"No! That would be bad. Now suck that dildo or you don't get your other toys."

She turns to the mirror, begins to suck on the dick shaped toy and rides while watching her daddy fuck his fist.

It doesn't take long before she can feel his breath on her neck, his fingers sliding down her spine until they reach her forbidden hole.

The coolness of the lube against her arse makes her shiver and she slows again to concentrate on his touch.

"Are you ready for present number 2 baby?"

She removes the blue dildo and drops it to the floor before answering. "Oh yes daddy... Please."

~~*~~

Meanwhile....

Eric found the camera his dad bought, chucked it on his bed then grabbed a shower. He was still damp when he heard the noises. Somebody was banging about downstairs. The sound of metal pipes creaking and some kind of muffled squealing was heard from downstairs.

He kept the towel around his waist and chucked on his robe before creeping out of his room. His mum and dad were out so whoever it was, wasn't supposed to be here.

Tip toeing down the stairs he came to realise the sounds were from the basement. A shudder ran down his back and his hair stood on end. He was slightly scared. He knew he'd fight if he had to... But he didn't want to.

Slowly opening the basement door was harder than it seemed. The door was heavy and usually squealed from the rusting. The noises continued as he crept down the stone steps. The ground cold against his bare feet.

There they were....

A naked woman stood restrained against the pipes on the wall. A gag of some kind wedged into her mouth, clamps on her nipples and something shoved deep in her vagina.

The woman stood before her had her blonde hair in a high pony tail. A small leather mini dress covered the private parts of her body and thigh high boots covered her legs. Silver laces weaved through the leather up to the tops. In one satin gloved hand she held a riding crop, in the other was a lit cigarette.

"Now... I think you deserve another 10 before I allow you to come you silly little slut!" the blonde called out to her victim.

Eric didn't think.

He just spoke.

"Mum?..."

To be continued...