“You never did say if you like to watch me being fucked and doing the fucking,” Elana felt rather verbose while her sister choked and coughed in front of her. “After so much effort from all sides, I hope you appreciated it.” She waited a while longer. “Bring more.”
Elana sent Toy scurrying after more pussy sap. “This time, directly from the source. And you,” She pointed at Cinthia. “Make sure she doesn’t close her legs.”
Hearing her pussy would be touched by the lowly maid, Mary tried to resist again. She achieved nothing but more bruises and a constricted position. Cinthia had rolled her on the back and grabbed Mary’s legs, bending them towards her back and holding them there before forcing the girl’s knees outwards.
The position was perverted and left nothing to the imagination as all of Mary was presented for those still conscious to see.
Elana gulped, seeing the watering slit, producing more sap despite the owner’s wishes. Her mind snapped out of the desire to latch to Mary’s clit a moment later, filling her with renewed anger.
“Move faster!” She watched Toy push her hands beneath Mary’s pussy and start to gather the newly produced drug in her palms. “Good. Wait until they are full, then wash her face in it.”
Toy nodded, acknowledging the order. From her panting and flushed skin it was easy to tell the fallen human trash was enjoying the humiliating work far too much.
Mary’s face was doused in her own production. She was now slimy and flushed, her body heating up from the addictive properties her sirup had. Unwittingly, she licked her lips, gathering the translucent liquid on the tip of it and swallowed.
“Again,” Elana grew impatient. She wanted more. She wanted Mary to suffer for what she had done. She wanted to fuck her because she was her blood sister. She wanted Mary to become her slave. “FASTER!” Her voice echoed through the room.
Toy tried, she really did. But her limbs – tired from crawling on all fours for so long – failed and she fell just as her hands reached between Mary’s legs for another portion of the forbidden ambrosia.
And trying was not good enough. “Failure!” Elana’s hand fell blindingly fast and impacted Toy’s face, sending the rising girl back to the floor. “Do better!” She kicked between the trash’s legs, making Toy release an excited ‘uff’ sound. “Nothing but a thing to use.” She sneered.
“But I guess I will be merciful,” Elana suddenly changed her tone, making both Toy and her sister shudder. “A thing has to have her uses. And I have one for you now.” She crouched between Mary’s legs where Toy was rolling around, her arms still almost touching the leaking cunt.
No one spoke as Elana grabbed Toy’s wrist and yanked it towards Mary’s slit. “Keep your fingers straight.” She waited for the improvised sex toy to comply and began prodding Mary’s entrance with the digits.
Sensing something was wrong, Mary forgot to try and gather the addictive substance from her face with her tongue and wriggled. “Wh-what? Elana? What are you doing? Will you take me?” There was hope, happiness and wariness in her voice. She had long waited for this moment but realised something was not right.
“Of course, how could I forget!” Elana grabbed one of Mary’s ankles while keeping a firm grasp on her chosen weapon of penetration. “I will hold her leg, make sure she sees this moment. I want her to watch her virginity be stolen away by me.”
Cinthia nodded, expertly moving her body while keeping Mary’s body pinned on the floor. She rudely flopped Elana’s sister on her back while keeping the girl’s legs wide open and Toy’s fingers pressing into the vaginal opening.
Mary gasped from the rough treatment, suddenly finding her head between Cinthia’s thighs, her arms pinned by the bodyguard’s legs. Cinthia received the leg from Elana’s hands and raised them high both high above the about-to-be-deflowered girl.
“No!” Mary gasped, finally getting a good look at whose hand was pressing into her. “No, no, no!” She begged. “NO! NO!” Her please turned into horror. “I WANT YOU! JUST YOU!” She looked at her sister, while Toy’s fingertips slowly parted their way into Mary’s body. “I LOVE YOU!” She screamed.
“And you are mine to do with as I wish,” Elana calmly responded, gripping her ‘tool’ tighter and rotating it so that Toy’s fingers broke past Mary’s drenched resistance more easily.
Granted, it was not hard to enter Mary at all. “So wet…” Elana realised she was salivating. “You produce so much…”
“NOOOOOOOO-”
“…goods… A good cow. I wonder if…” Elana’s eyes wandered up her sister’s body, resting on Mary’s nipples. “Could we milk you? Literarly?” She wanted to try her sister’s creamy milk. It would likely also be addictive, but…
“OOOOOO!” Mary finally ran out of breath, her body sweating cold she panted. “No. No. No.” She chanted, trying to deny the reality.
“Oh, but you are getting just what you wanted,” Elana purred. “Look at me.” She invited. “LOOK AT ME!” She ordered when her sister didn’t move right away.
And Mary did. She raised her eyes from her crotch, becoming spellbound as she locked her eyes with Elana’s. “No…” She whimpered.
Elana smiled and showed Toy’s fingers into Mary’s sloppy, hot, slippery virginity – claiming it for herself. She kept pushing and watched her sister’s face begin twisting in confusion and pain.
“NOOO!” Mary suddenly screamed again, muscles growing taut, trying to keep the invading hand out of her drenched depths.
But Elana kept pushing, claiming more and more of her sister. And the way Mary screamed… The horror and helplessness. The pain and realisation…
Elana felt orgasmic trembles pass through her body from all of it. She could not get enough and she wanted to see more. Her hand moved rhythmically as she began fucking her sister.
