To say Elana was staring at her sister’s dripping cunt was an understatement. She could see nothing else, her throat drying up, demanding she latch onto Mary’s snatch and lap up every drop of moisture like a dog.
“… kill… you…” Her tongue stuck to her gums, her body begging for respite – for something to quench her thirst. “… drain… your… blood… skin… you… alive…” She planned her revenge, for there surely would be one.
All she had to do was either free herself or wait for Moira to arrive. She knew her woman was coming. Soon… All she had to do was…
“Nobody will come.” Mary read her older sister’s thoughts. “The evil spawn is running from that idiot Ashton. Once you were gone, all I needed to do was to tell him she took you.”
“… carve… your… brain… out… of… your… skull…” Elana continued, her traitorous body trembling in need as her sister stepped closer. “Moira…”
“Will not come.” Mary interrupted, stating with certainty. “Not to this place. Not quickly. And I promise…” She raised her knee and placed it on top of the mattress, so very near Elana’s shoulder. “In a couple of days, you will be all mine. You will think of nothing else but me. And then we will be together forever!”
Elana refused. She would not and tried to free her limbs again, yanking the restraints while turning her head away from Mary. Her jumbled mind continued to conjure terrible things she would do to this woman.
But…
The bed creaked as Mary stepped onto it. Elana felt the mattress press down where her sister’s knee was. She felt Mary’s eyes on her figure as her sister’s other knee reached over her head, landing on the other side of her body.
Normally, she would hate looking away from her enemy. That was not how she was. But at this moment, she couldn’t look up, knowing her sister’s pussy was right there. It didn’t mean she closed her eyes and accepted her fate. No, she searched for something – anything.
When a large drop of nectar landed on her cheek. She could smell the heavenly drink. Elana wanted it.
It slid down her face, so appetisingly close to her lips, making a trail between them and her nose. She-
- Tasted it. Elana’s mind registered the taste of her sister’s pussy on her tongue, and she realised she had used her tongue to catch the dripping liquid, pulling it inside her mouth. It hadn’t been a conscious action, and that was the scary part. Her body was acting on its own, drawn in by the drug it had become a slave to.
Livid at her disobeying body, Elana opened her mouth to promise more suffering to Mary, her eyes flicking upwards as she turned her head.
Why was she turning her head? That was stupid. That was a mistake. It was…
Elana froze, watching her sister’s crotch descend on her face. Her mind screamed she had to close her mouth, but it remained open. She felt her tongue greedily catch the rain falling down on her features. The taste of her sister filled her, and she wanted more, involuntarily moaning.
It was so sweet! She salivated, her mind and soul desperately fighting back against the urge to beg.
“… no…” Elana breathed out, Mary’s pussy touching the tip of her nose. “… no…” She felt the warmth pass through the contact with her flesh. “… no…”
Elana’s body jerked as Mary grabbed her breasts, clamping down on them. Her sister covered her mouth with her smooth slit. She couldn’t breathe. All she could inhale was her sister’s strong, intoxicating odour.
The pressure on her head increased as Mary gyrated her hips, making herself more comfortable. Elana swallowed – hard. The drug that was her sister’s pussy juices slid down her throat, burning away her sanity. She felt her thoughts reform as what made her was forcibly removed by the addictive substance.
Elana opened her mouth and screamed as Mary came, her sister’s squirt drenching her face. She swallowed more of the nectar. More. Even more. Her body took in more and more…
Waves of pleasure rolled through her as she drank the endless supply of her sister’s juice. She had to stop… Had to stop… She screamed… Again. And again… swallowing more.
*****
“Now, now.” Mary ignored the cursed bracelet on her bride’s arm. “No rush. First, we will exchange rings and promise to love and cherish each other forever and ever and ever!”
This was the happiest day of her life! Mary twirled around, her white dress fluttering along. She shyly looked at Elana, who stood next to her naked, waiting for her to-be-wife’s reaction.
Sadly, there wasn’t much. Her sister drooled slightly and looked at Mary’s crotch. It was expected but still a little disappointing.
“Do you like it?” She prodded, wondering if she had overdone it.
Elana numbly nodded, her lips forming words that Mary failed to catch, but she willingly translated them to what she knew they meant. “Ah, Elana… You charmer.”
“Moi…” Elana smiled, hiccupping. “…ra.”
Before she knew it, Mary’s hand shot forward, hitting her love’s face. The sound of the slap echoed through the well-lit basement they were forced to use to hide from the pursuers.
Breathing in and out, she shook her head. “No, no. Elana… My love. Moira is gone.” Mary reminded her bride. “It’s just you and me now. Just us two! We are the world now!”
Which was true. The whole kingdom was now in ruins as Ashton led an army, razing everything and killing everyone.
But it didn’t matter here. They were hidden from the world under a mountain where nobody would find them. They could live happily here forever.
“Come.” Mary took Elana’s hand and led her bride to the makeshift altar she had built from her memorabilia.
The holy place had everything Elana had given to her. Mary lovingly looked at the seemingly innocent things hiding deep memories. The hairpinand mirror. The perfume Elana had shared ten years ago. The small drawing of them both when they had hidden from their father. It was all precious to her.
“Isn’t this romantic? Just the two of us joined together.” Mary let go of Elana and picked up the two sapphire rings. “They remind me of your eyes, Elana.” She locked their gazes and wiped the drool off of her love’s chin. “Aren’t they beautiful? These will be the symbols of our love and bond.”
Elana swayed but remained standing, blankly staring at the two rings.
“Your hand, my love.” Mary extended her hand, taking Elana’s. “I promise to take care of you and love you. I swear no other being will stand between us. My oath for you will sever the rest of the world from ours. I pledge to protect you, to be with you… Forever…” She pushed the ring on her sister’s middle finger.
Knowing Elana was too drunk for her, Mary giggled, helping her love put the ring on her finger. “I know you have a lot to say, but first…” She intertwined their fingers. “… our first kiss as a wife and wife.”
The kiss tasted a bit like her. But she didn’t mind. Elana was all hers now. And that was what mattered.
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Hahaha…. so… I am alive… This took. A bit. For those who are wondering what happened… Erm… I wrote but stuff I couldn’t put on SH… Haha… Sorry.
I hope you enjoy this chapter – such as it is. And… Umm… Thanks for reading? Yeah. Something like that.
