At My Brother-in-Law's Mercy, Epilogue. In the weeks following my ordeal in Ian's new
house, I stayed in my bed. I didn't get up at all, just lay there day after day. John was seriously
worried about me, and did his best to take care of me. I just couldn't pull myself together. I just
felt as if I was a walking victim. I had strange ideas that if I stepped outside I would be
immediately jumped by the first man I met. So I stayed huddled under the covers in my bed, reliving
each degrading moment. The worst part was remembering how I had responded, especially to Ian. I
should have been completely repulsed, but instead I had climaxed repeatedly. Maybe Ian was right
and I was a slut. Eventually, John had a long talk to me and insisted that I tell him what was
wrong. I couldn't tell him the whole truth, but I needed to give him some sort of explanation. So I
told him that Richard had raped me. He was understandably horrified and sympathetic. He tried to
help me, but came to the conclusion that I needed professional counselling. So I found myself one
sunny morning sat in a psychiatrist waiting room. The receptionist had apologised as they were
running late, and offered me a choice of herbal teas. The magazines on offer were not exactly
riveting, so I was quite willing to be engaged in conversation with the only other occupant of the
waiting room. She appeared to be a stunningly beautiful and confident woman. Over the next few
weeks, I saw her on a regular basis as her appointment was nearly always scheduled at the same time
as mine. While the psychiatrist did his best to help, I found it difficult to completely open up to
him. I found myself looking forward to talking to April more than talking to the psychiatrist. I
couldn't work out why April was seeing a psychiatrist, until one day she told me she was actually a
man. Once I got over the shock, I found myself telling her, or him if you want to be technical, all
about what had happened to me. April was a sympathetic listener, and said pretty much the same kind
of thing that my psychiatrist kept saying. However, she differed in one major area. While she
agreed that I wasn't to blame for anything that had happened to me, she thought that the only way I
would ever get peace of mind was to take revenge. Each week she had some new suggestion of how to
exact vengeance, some wacky and some cruel. I resisted her ideas until one week, when I had
received a phone call from Ian. He called me up to tell me that he hadn't found any girl with as
tight a cunt as me, so he wanted me to drop by. When I refused, he threatened to send a couple of
interesting photos of me having sex with several men to John. I arrived for my appointment
trembling and shaken, and April made me tell her all about it. She was of the opinion that if I
didn't do something, Ian would blackmail me into having sex with him whenever the whim took him.
Much as I hated to admit it, she was making sense, so I went along with her plans. Accordingly, the
following weekend I was sat in a dark booth at the back of a dingy pub waiting for Ian to arrive. I
had phoned him the previous day and told him I was willing to do whatever he wanted. His smug laugh
had dispelled any lingering doubts I had about April's plans. I spotted Ian swaggering in through
the door, and ducked down in my seat, pulling my cap further down over my face. Ian brought a beer
and sat down in the booth next to mine. Ian hadn't had chance to take more than a sip of his beer
before April slipped in next to him. April looked stunning in an extremely short dress and long
stocking clad legs. I couldn't hear exactly what she murmured in his ear, but he was soon laughing
with her, and her hand was resting on his inner thigh. Soon they were kissing, and I had no trouble
hearing Ian invite April back to his place. "Why wait that long?" April asked. "I want you right
now. Come on, give it to me right here." "You want me to fuck you here?" Ian asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, why not. These booths have high backs, no one will notice. If I kneel on the seat, you can
just stand behind me and fuck me. And I tell you what. You fuck me right here, and I'll let you do
me in my arse," April offered. Ian hardly took a moment to think about it, before he was
unbuttoning his trousers.

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 He moved behind April just as she had described, and all I could here was
quiet grunts and gasps. However, April had talked the owner of the pub, a friend of hers, into
letting her hook up a camera above that particular booth. I could clearly see what was happening on
a monitor, just as every other customer of the pub could. Ian was plainly enjoying himself, and
April was apparently having a good time too. Right at the moment Ian began to orgasm, April winked
at the camera and took Ian's hand and placed it firmly on her cock. Absorbed in his pleasure, it
took Ian a moment to realise the significance of what was under his hand. He gave a cry of outrage
and leapt away from April, his cock still twitching in the final throes of its orgasm. Knowing Ian
as I did, I wasn't surprised when he raised his hand to slap April's laughing face. Ian, however,
was surprised when his hand was caught in a strong grip. Turning, he was confronted by a group of
burly leather-clad men, who had been playing pool earlier and who were some more of April's
friends. Without a word, one of them thumped Ian in the face. Then they dragged him over to the
pool table, and bent him over it. They yanked his trousers down, then they took it in turns to fuck
him. I cringed in sympathy each time he yelled, remembering all too well how it had felt when I had
been subjected to a similar experience. April, on the other hand, was having a great time, circling
the pool table with a video camera recording every action. When they had finished fucking Ian, they
forced him to his knees to suck their cocks clean. When he protested, they hit him again, then
threatened him with a huge dildo similar to the one he had threatened me with. Overcome with
empathy, I couldn't stand by and watch any more. I went over to put an end to proceedings. I caught
hold of April, and begged her to stop. She gave me a pitying look, and told me to listen to exactly
what Ian was saying. When his mouth wasn't filled with a cock, he was begging them to wait a bit.
"I've got a girl coming. She's really hot and she'll let you fuck her any way you want. She'll be
here any minute, mate, honest. She's got a real tight cunt, and a slick arse hole. She sucks cock
like a pro too. Just wait until she arrives, I'll make her do anything you want." Why I hadn't
expected Ian to offer me in his place, I don't know. My sympathy evaporating away, I still couldn't
stay and watch. But before I left, April showed Ian some of the film she had shot and the
photographs that had been taken. "Take down that site you created of my good friend here," she
ordered. Ian caught sight of me for the first time, and his jaw dropped in amazement. "I also want
every negative and every copy of those pictures you took of her. Otherwise, the pics I took today
will start appearing in very embarrassing places. Furthermore, if you ever lay a finger on her, or
even threaten her in any way, my friends here will pay you a visit. We borrowed that key you gave
your brother and had a copy cut. So be good, OK?" "OK," Ian agreed through gritted teeth, glaring
at me. "Good. And just to help you remember, take this." Without any warning, April took the
massive dildo and rammed it into Ian's rear. I left with his cry of outrage still echoing in my
ears. I don't know if April's revenge had helped or not, but I definitely felt safer and more
confident after that day. Seeing the person who had subjected me to such abuse so easily turned
into a victim himself somehow made it easier for me to accept that it hadn't been my fault. In
addition, I no longer had to tremble with dread every time the phone rang or we were invited to a
family gathering. Ian did his best to avoid me, obviously taking April's threat seriously.
Eventually, my life more or less returned to normal. In fact, the long term results of what Ian had
put me through were all positive. Not only did I gain a new and unique friend, but my sex life with
John became much more adventurous, which just made our marriage stronger. So I didn't suffer to
much in the end from being at my brother-in-law's mercy. Copyright 1999 Have you enjoyed this
story? Please let me know at jusstme33@hotmail.com 

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