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Fri, 07 Jun 2024 01:08:40 GMT

After an incredibly long and bumpy ride, your captor finally pulls you out of the trunk, and after a swift kick to the ribs, takes the potato sack off your head. You look up to see the figure towering over you is none other than your older sister. You probably should've expected that, but still, you're shocked.

She grabs your bound wrists and stands you up on your feet, and you take a moment to survey the area around you. Deep in the forest, not a scrap of civilization in sight. Wait! There's a tiny little cabin. You look through it's windows and see it's well lit.

You scream for help, and expect your sister to stop you. She, however, doesn't, and just laughs as she walks you towards said cabin. Your heart sinks. You idiot, did you really expect anything else?

You don't even bother sandbagging, it'll only delay the inevitable. She's been telling you she would do this to you for years, but you'd managed to avoid her for so long that you really, really believed you were safe. How foolish.

She gets you into the cabin, and throws you down on the floor with a thud. You sit yourself up, and watch her start to set up a camera. You think about pleading with her, but you know it's pointless. You had plenty of time to say sorry, to beg her to leave you alone. But you kept running to the cops.

The more you think about it, the more it occurs to you that you really did bring this on yourself. Had you never told Mom about what your older sister was doing, she would have never been disowned, never would have spent time in prison, never would have held such a deep resentment for you, never would have been planning your torture, rape, and murder.

Your reflection is interrupted by your sister approaching you with a knife. You let out a sigh of relief. You're still gonna die, but at least it's gonna be quick, you think. Your relief quickly turns to fear as your sister cuts open your shirt, and sets the knife down behind her. You squirm a bit as she gropes your chest. They've grown since she last had her hands on you.

She leans in closer to you, your faces almost touching, and you feel her warm breath on your neck. "I missed you.. Angel." You both cringe, and feel a slight tingling in your loins, as her words reverberate in your ears. Memories come washing over you like a tidal wave. Her hands on your body. Your helpless sobbing, her laughter and moans.

You choke back your tears, hoping to avoid giving her the satisfaction, but she notices. She always did. She smiles, placing her palm under your chin, and forcing you to look deeply into her eyes. There's nothing. You expected anger, happiness, something to show that she's going to enjoy what's about to be done to you. But, she looks as if she's not even fully present. As if she's distracted, thinking about what she's gonna have for dinner. The answer, you fear, may very well be your remains.

"What's wrong, dear?" she says, letting go of your face as she grabs the knife from behind her again, and places it's point to your stomach. She pokes at your tummy a bit, as if to remind you that your life is in her hands. "You've grown. In a good way, I mean. But you're still my little princess." she says, as she leans in for a kiss. You jerk your head backwards, but thanks to your bound wrists, you can't properly control your weight and wind up flat on your back.

She takes this opportunity to crawl on top of you, and straddles you. "Silly, silly girl." she leans forward, and once again, you're face to face with the monster who stole so much from you. And once more, you feel that tingling sensation. "You always were such a klutz." she lifts herself up off of you, just enough to begin sliding your pants down. She looks at you, in your white t-shirt, and pink, cotton panties with ice cream cones printed on them. "You haven't changed a bit~." she remarks, grinning slyly.

She takes your underwear off of you, and you briefly consider kicking towards her face and making a break for it. You remember, however, that you're in the middle of nowhere. Even if you made it out of the cabin, you have no idea which direction would lead to civilization. You're trapped, truly, in every sense of the word.

You feel a familiar, cold, sharp feeling on the tip of your penis. You look down, and sure enough, she's teasing you with the blade. You can't help but get hard from the stimulation, which results in a giggle from her. "Still a little pervert, too~. My, oh my, little sister, what ever will we do with you?" she says, as your eyes track the blade. She's slowly dragging it up to your chest. You can't help but hope she just stabs you, and finally gets you out of this hellhole you've found yourself in.

But it's never that easy, is it? You feel a sharp sting on your stomach, and see that she's finally letting the pain start. The sting continues, moving across your gut until you finally see that she's carved a heart into you. It's shallow, definitely not fatal, but it sure does sting. You watch as she changes her grasp on the knife, and notice she is now reverse gripping it, as if getting ready to stab. "I love you.. Even if you are a rotten," and stab she does! Right into your thigh, in fact. "Tattletale.." she finishes, as she twists the blade around in your leg.

You can't help but scream in agony, followed by a plead for help, even though you know it's pointless. The pain is immense, and it's multiplied when she inflicts a similar wound on your other thigh. You begin sobbing, and watch as your older sister stands up and strips down. She's still bigger than you, just like she was back then.

She gets back down to your level, and hushes you, brushing your hair. "It's okay, princess. Just breathe. Big sis is here for you." she says, while beginning to gently caress your inner thigh with her free hand. She 'comforts' you for a few more moments, before you feel her shift away. You're not alone for long, however, as you quickly feel a familiar wet feeling on your asshole.

It feels just as confusingly good as it did the first time. You cringe at the pleasure, and bite your lip to hold back the moans. She already knows you enjoy it, but you're not gonna give her the satisfaction of hearing it. That's what you think, at least, before you feel her tongue punch through, deeper inside of you, and you can't help but let out a soft moan.

She seems satisfied with her work, as she pulls her face out from between your thighs, and places your legs on her shoulders. "You've grown so much, but you're still the same little princess you always were. I know how much you love me. You don't need to hide it anymore~." she whispers out, as she aligns the tip of her penis with your hole. "Deep breaths, remember? Hold your plushie, if you need."

"No one's gonna stop me now."

Wed, 17 Apr 2024 23:07:51 GMT

You hear the familiar sound of your door being slowly opened, and peek out from underneath your covers to see your older sister, stumbling into your room. She's clearly fucked up on something.

She's barely able to walk, and she almost trips a couple times while walking over to your bed.

You can't help but start sobbing preemptively, as she slips off her skirt. You try to distract yourself by thinking about why she's not wearing any panties tonight, but that train of thought is quickly interrupted when you feel her tongue lapping away at your tiny, tight hole.

You hate this. You hate her. You wish she'd stumble over and break her neck on the way to your bed one night. You wish you could do something to stop her.

But you can't. Your big sister always gets what she wants, and tonight she wants you.

Wed, 17 Apr 2024 16:52:51 GMT

Your heart pounds, and your penis throbs as you sneak into your older sister's room. Finally, she's gone. She spent about 20 minutes talking to him on the phone about how she was "10 minutes away", but finally, she's out the front door and the car has pulled out of the driveway.

It stings a bit, thinking about the fact that your big sister is going out on a date. That phony doesn't have nearly the level of love you have for her.

Oh well, guess this is how you're gonna healthily express your love. You navigate yourself to the basket of dirty laundry next to her bed, and dig for a bit. Dirty socks, good start, but not what you're looking for. A hoodie that is exactly your size. It smells like her...

You spend a bit enjoying the scent, before putting it on. She'll be gone a while, you can really enjoy your options today.

Aha! The holy grail, you think, as you pull out a pair of pretty pink panties. There's a small stain in the front that you immediately shove your nose into.

It's hard to tell whether she got too excited one night, or simply failed to shake her dick after peeing, but either way, your perverted lil ass is in love with the scent. It's exactly what you imagined, no, better.

It's heavenly. You feel yourself throb, as you get the bright idea to drop your pants and underwear, and put this pair with the stain on yourself.

They're somehow too tight, even for you. You feel yourself leaking already, as you dig out another pair. These share the same stain in the front as the other, and you're swiftly realizing big sis has the same tendency of leaking through her underwear as you do.

You can't help but slide your hand between your legs, and start slowly stroking yourself. You take a deep huff of the second pair, and feel your brain melt.

Laying in your sister's bed, jerking yourself off whilst wearing her clothes, huffing her underwear~ So lewd!

Your enjoyment is short lived, as you hear the front door open, and the distinct stomping of your sister's platform boots making their way towards her room.

"I'll just be a second, I forgot my wallet." Your gaze turns to the wallet sitting on her nightstand. Woopsie.

You try, and fail, to think of an escape route, and whilst planning, your sister walks in, and stops dead in her tracks.

"What the FUCK are you doing? You little fucking pervert, I'm gonna kill you!" she exclaims.

You feel your cock twitch and spurt out more precum into your sister's panties, from the arousal of seeing her so angry with you, as you foolishly try to defend yourself.

You babble over your words, and the most coherent statement you manage to speak is "It's.. Not what it looks like!"

"It LOOKS like you're huffing my goddamn laundry, dweeb!" she says, stomping towards you as she grabs the pair of panties from your hands.

"Ugh, were you LICKING these too?"

Yes, yes you were. "No!" you defend. Fuckin' liar.

"You are such, a pathetic, fucking pervert!" she stares directly into your eyes, and all you can feel was fear, as you look back into hers.

Her eyes are vibrant, filled with rage, and yet, she has a smirk befalling her lips.

Before you can ask what she's smiling about, you feel her firmly grasp your cock over the panties you were wearing. Like the freak you are, you can't help but blow a load right there on the spot. She doesn't seem to mind, though, as she pushes you back onto the bed and drops her pants.

You can't help but stare at her bulge as she strips. It's bigger than yours.

"You wanna huff my fuckin' laundry? Go on then!" she said, as she slowly shed her underwear, a tight black pair of boxer briefs, and threw them into your face.

You think she's joking at first, but as she stomps towards you, and crawls over top of you, laying her knee directly on your cock, you quickly shove your nose into her boxers. You inhale the scent from your sister's underwear. It smells like days worth of sweat, and there's a faint, slightly sweet smell. You recognize it immediately, you've smelt it on your own underwear. It's cum, and the spot in which the scent is strongest is still wet.

You happily lick and kiss the stain, as your sister lifts her knee off your cock, and instead opts to lay down next to you, wrapping her arm around you.

"Good little pervert~ Keep going~" she says, as she lifts your free arm up for you. She swiftly shoved her nose into your armpit, and you felt your cock throb again. After a few seconds of sniffing, you felt a wet spot forming on your pit. She must really enjoy the scent!

You hear your sister's phone begin to ring, as she swiftly picks it up, and screams "Go the fuck home!" and hangs up. There was a knock at the front door shortly after, but the loud moans your sister began letting out must have convinced them to leave.

Wed, 17 Apr 2024 15:53:05 GMT

You wake up to the sound of your door opening in the middle of the night. You're still tired, it's not time to get up, clearly. You look at your doorway and see your older sister, grinning ear to ear. Well that's odd.

She walks up to your bed, chills get sent down your spine. Confusingly, she gives you a pat on the head. "Come on, dork. I'm goin' to get something to eat. You can sit up front with me."

You stand up, and walk over to your closet to get some more suitable pants.

"We're not going in, dork. Save mom the laundry duty." she quickly exclaims, grabbing you by the hand and walking you out the front door to the car.

She courteously opens the door for you, and buckles you in. How sweet, you think.

The whole drive she's talking your ear off. You've always loved listening to her ramble. She has such a way with words, everything she says, you can't help but replay over and over in your mind. Her voice like a most beautiful song in your brain.

While you think more about her voice, your mind wanders. To her saying, certain things. "I love you" comes to mind. You feel a tingle betwixt your thighs. Pervert~

She notices your face slowly taking a new red hue, and your instinctive closing of your legs, and smiles.

"Earth to Dork, we're here!" she pulls into the parking lot of a fast food spot, but before you can even take note of which one, she's unbuckled both of your seatbelts and is leaning over to you, furiously sticking her tongue down your mouth.

Huh? Wait, wh.. No, that's not.. Your brain slows to a halt, unable to process what's happening. This is something you've fantasized about for a while, but it's not just a fantasy. You can FEEL her lips on yours, her hand quickly slipping into your boxers. It's not just imaginary this time. After a few seconds, which, in your heightened state of awareness, felt like minutes, she pulls away, and looks at you, flustered. "I.. Sorry, I just.. You're always.. And, and I saw you writing on your phone, I... I didn't.. I thought you would have wanted this.."

She stares straight ahead at the restaurant, disappointedly. "We.. Can just get food. I'm sor- Ahaha~!" You interrupt her apology by gently grasping her bulge through her pants.

The two of you move to the backseat, and for what feels like hours, she's inside of you, confessing her never ending love for you. Telling you how long she's wanted to do this. You reveal similar secrets, like the times you had stolen her panties from the dryer, originally just to try them on, but they swiftly became your new favorite cum rag.

After her 3rd load inside of you, she flops over onto her back, and slowly sits back up, panting heavily. She looks so beautiful, drenched in sweat, her hair messed, her shoulders slightly bleeding from you clawing so deeply into her from the pleasure.

".. I love you. So, so much." She says before giving you a peck on the cheek. Somehow, that tiny kiss feels just as good as the hours you two had just spent exploring each other's intimate anatomy.

She crawls back into the driver's seat, and pulls up to the Drive-Thru to order.

She orders for the both of you, you enjoy your refreshing meal in the parking lot, and then you head home, laughing to each other quietly as you walk in the front door, holding hands.

As you step inside, something feels off.

With a loud click, you are blasted with light.

Busted.

Mom heard you two leaving, and has been waiting HOURS for you both to return home.

She's about to speak, when she notices your sister's black lipstick on your cheek. Then, she spots the bite marks on your neck.

Her eyes widen, and she simply stands up straight, and walks back to her bedroom without a word.

You're mortified, but your sister couldn't care. She's moving out in a week anyways, and it seems like now, you are too.

Wed, 17 Apr 2024 15:53:02 GMT