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By the time the duo were done with their 'love exercise', Caramia could barely walk. Her cousin had to carry her out. 

She had a towel wrapped around her chest while his was wrapped around his waist. 

Heading to the closets, they found clothes that could fit different body sizes. Sorting through them, they found the ones that would suit them, including underwear.

Now that they were presentable, they sat on the bed, their eyes fixed on the TV, hoping to receive their reward.

Vergio's voice caught their attention. 

"You guys did have a passionate workout in there. I must applaud you. However, I specifically told you to have a quickie. A quickie isn't almost the 30 minutes you both spent in the bathroom."

Hearing that, their faces fell.

They got so lost in the act. They thought they wouldn't be queried for it, but now there were?

"But since I was satisfied with your screams, young lady and the way you gyrated, young man, I'll reluctantly let you two see a shortened footage."

"Thank you, sir," Caramia said, eyes now fixed on the blank TV screen. They didn't have to wait long; a clip started playing on the screen. It was that of Vilian, Alfonso's dad and Anna, Caramia's mom. Both were shown sleeping in separate rooms.

That was all.

"If you want more updates, you'll have to strictly do as I say. For now, have a pleasant day."

Just then, they heard a knock and Alfonso went to answer the door. He fell back a few steps as two armed men walked in carrying two trays containing food and a large bottle of water.

Wordlessly, they left, slamming the door behind them.

Alfonso sighed and walked to Caramia.

"I do hope our family is doing okay. I can't wait to reunite with them," the latter expressed her concern.

"It's okay. We will meet them. Soon, I hope. For now, let's dig into the food. I doubt they'll poison us," he reassured.

They started to dig into the food.

~~**~~

Recson, Caramia's dad, slowly peeled his eyes open but sat up quickly after seeing he was in an unexpected place.

A barred bird-like cage within another bigger barred rectangular cage; there were two cages in a big cage. On the opposite small cage was his sister-in-law, Julee, who was still unconscious.

Thankfully, there seemed to be no harm done to them. But still, he couldn't help but worry. Why were they placed in cages? What was the kidnapper's purpose?

How were the others faring, especially his wife and daughter? Were they put in cages, too?

The particular cage he was in was locked outside with a huge padlock. The cage Julee was in wasn't locked. It was left open, and there seemed to be a large key lying close to her hand on the cage's floor.

Could it be the key to open his cage?

Just then, Julee stirred awake and sat up, her back leaning against the cage's bars. She was shocked to see the situation they were in. "Brother-in-law..." She called out, her voice undeniably shaky.

"The key close to you, please bring it over. See if it can unlock the padlock on mine,'" he instructed.

"Okay," she sniffled and rose to her feet. Then, with the key in hand, she walked over to his cage.

Fortunately, the padlock opened, much to their delight. Now that he wasn't cooped up in that cage, which was much smaller than Julee's, he exhaled a relieved sigh.

"Are you alright?" He asked her, his tone that of concern.

She nodded, "Yes, I don't feel pain anywhere," she told him.

"Well... that's good at least." Recson turned his attention to the big cage they were now standing on.

The space between the two smaller cages was enough for three people to sit or even lie down. And there was even an unfurled straw mat. But that by no means reduced their tension.

The room the cage was in was a well-furnished, brightly lit and spacious one. The luxurious bed in sight was at least more comfortable than the cage.

Just then, they heard a voice through the hidden speakers, which startled them. "Hey, love birds, you're finally awake. Together even. That's wonderful. Why don't you celebrate with a kiss?"

The duo looked around, but they couldn't even find where the speaker was placed. But it made them aware of one thing- they were being watched.

"Are you crazy? She's my sister-in-law. Also, what's your reason for holding us hostage like this? If you want money, just name the amount," Recson raged.

"Money?" The voice tittered and then burst into laughter that felt jarring on the duo's ears. "I've got lots of it, so much that the entirety of your ancestors will tremble before me."

With a frown, Recson asked again, "Then, what do you want?"

"Now you're talking. Firstly..."

There was bated silence for what felt like an eternity before the person spoke again, "... I'm called Vergio, preacher of the taboo,"

Recson's brows knitted together in confusion. 'What a strange name, and title!' he thought.

"You guys needn't rack your brains, have some mercy on them," Vergio said in a leisurely manner.

"Stop going about in circles, Vergio. Tell us, what do you want?" Caramia's dad questioned impatiently.

"I can tell you. The issue is... do you two have the balls to give me what I desire?"

Recson and his sister-in-law exchanged glances, unable to shake off the ominous feeling rising in the pits of their gut.

Their phones weren't on them, and they had no means of contacting the police.

And their families... they didn't know what situation they were in. So maybe, they'll have to bend to this Vergio's plans, just for now.

"Shoot," Recson said with a taut look.

"Alright then. Remember you asked for it."

"Stop playing games." Julee chastised.

"Be patient, you'll have all the time you need. So, you see the room you're in? That comfy bed, the amenities and the comfort this room can offer a normal human being, you can have it. Or in simpler terms, to be let out of the cage, you guys need to do as I say. 

I want you two to make love to each other. If you disobey, I don't mind letting you see footage of your family being tortured. And if two hours elapse without your obedience, my men will draw lots and one of your loved ones will get beheaded. 

You need not worry, my men will deliver the severed head to this room, right in front of the cage, so you can look at it intently and see the result of defying my commands. Now, the ball is in your court." Vergio's maniacal laughter made the duo even paler.

And then, they didn't hear him speak anymore, no matter how they called out to him.

"He's going to hurt our family? I don't want that. B-but I also don't want to do what he wants. It's wrong for me to see your nakedness when I'm not your wife or even your brother."

"If it were simply about seeing each other's birthday suit and then quickly putting back our clothes on, it wouldn't be so horrible. But now..." Recson facepalmed, feeling a headache coming on. 

"What do we do?" she asked. There was no way to escape from this cage. 

Eventually, Recson sighed. "Julee,"

"Yes?"

"I know this isn't acceptable, but I may have to do it with you. Just this once. We'll take this secret to our graves. If our spouses find out, they might be hurt and also feel some guilt. We wouldn't want that. So, let's not tell anyone after we get out of here. What do you say?" he asked her.

"This... fine. As long as we can save our family," she agreed after some time. "Can I stroke your... man parts until it... gets hard?"

Recson emitted another sigh before giving her permission.

With that, Julee knelt before him and unbuckled his belt, eventually zipping down his trousers and letting it drop to his ankles. Now his grey underwear was in sight, along with the outline of his bulge.

Her hands were trembling, she had some reluctance about lowering his underwear. But then, dreading to see her family beheaded by that twisted Vergio, she steeled herself and lowered the underwear.

Recson's dick revealed itself, proud and majestic. It didn't lose to her husband's by any means. They were indeed brothers.

She wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking his length slowly, but then, she picked up pace, and before she knew it, she had taken him into her mouth and started nodding on it, making slurping noises.

Recson wasn't expecting that. 

He became hard in her mouth. She was speeding up her nodding, and try as he might, he couldn't stand there doing nothing. So, he fisted her hair and started thrusting into her, slamming her throat like it owed him money.

Her mouth felt so good, just like his wife's- so fuckable.

Her sound of gagging was turning him on even more. He increased his pace subconsciously and eventually, cummed in her mouth.

He let out a deep sigh as he pulled out. He had cummed much and some of his love juice was trickling from her mouth.

"Sorry, I got lost when you started giving me a head. You need not swallow that..."

But Julee had already swallowed it, even licked her lips and was inching forward towards his cock.

"You're as good as your brother," she fessed up.

"I take that as a compliment?" What else could he say?

"One more time," she proposed, but before he could say no, she already held his cock, stroking it tenderly, her eyes seemed to be sparkling. Then, she inclined her head and started licking and sucking his nuts while massaging the tip of his member at the same time.

Gosh, he was on the verge of going wild again.

She started planting kisses starting from his balls up to the cap of his dick. For a short while, she would lick, kiss and slightly put him in her mouth, but she never went past the tip, like she was teasing him.

And then, he got so impatient that he directly thrust into her mouth, feeling relieved now that he was in. He didn't fritter time; he started swinging his hips back and forth. 

She held on to his repeatedly moving thigh, breathing in his manly scent.

A while later, he pulled out of her without cumming but his dick was still hard.

Without being told to, she took off her upper clothing, including her pink lace bra and then stood up to initiate a kiss. Soon, he had progressed to her breasts and damn, he was good at making her feel like a woman. She couldn't help arching into him, "Oh Recson, suck," she urged him, her eyes droopy as she carressed his head.

Julee was a little more blessed at the front than his wife, and that was something Recson couldn't deny. Her breasts were so beautiful and tempting, how could he not do justice to them?

Ultimately, she was almost completely naked, save for her thong. He, on the other hand, still had his shirt on. He quickly took it off and kicked off his pants and underwear, leaving himself mother-nude.

Lying on the mat, Julee spread her legs and even held them. "Come, brother-in-law, have a taste of what your brother's been enjoying," she beckoned with a sultry look. 

And Recson didn't resist. He approached her and knelt between her thighs. Then, he slid her damp underwear to the side, revealing her beautiful cunt. 

As he tilted his head down, he began to pleasure her with his mouth and fingers, causing her to push him away repeatedly, despite her body's longing for more as she arched into him. 

He took that as a compliment and tantalised her even more with his adept tongue to the point she cried his name several times.

Subsequently, he drew forward and started kissing her again- a fiery, passionate kiss. Then, after planting a kiss on her cleavage, he raised his upper body and slid into her wet heat.

She didn't need to beg him to move after filling her up.

The wet claps of their skin and her sultry moans made him increase his pace. She wound her legs around his midsection, and he drew forward to kiss her again while still railing her. She could only moan into his mouth until they parted the kiss. 

Soon they switched positions, with him lying on his back while she rode him slowly with her trembling legs. They stared at each other with undeniable lust in their eyes, letting each other see how heated their cheeks were.

"Recson, I won't lie, I love your dick so much. Please, after we leave this place, if you don't mind, can we meet at least once a year to fuck, even if it's a quickie?"

"I'll never give you a quickie. You deserve more than that. Plus, I don't mind fucking your sweetness monthly." 

"But let's never do it in either of our homes."

"Sure. I agree on that one, Julee. So, where do you suggest we do it?"

"Um... probably, a hotel. You know what? Until then."

"Yeah, right, until then," Recson agreed. "Julee, believe me. I never imagined you would be this sweet to fuck," he admitted.

"Nor would I have known there was another cunt-slayer out there other than my husband," she confessed as well.

He slapped her butt, "Ride faster,"

"Yes, dear. You must judge, though. Between me and your wife, who is better at riding your dick?"

"Sure, I'll let you know after your performance," he agreed without thinking twice. He was that deep into the moment.

And so, she began riding him adeptly while maintaining eye contact, pursing her lips to stifle any moans.

...

"Oh, Julee, you win," he fessed up mid-moans, ultimately grabbing her butt, precluding her from further joucing.

"Then, reward me," she commanded.