Power stone guys??????
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“Ellie,” my brother began, his voice laced with a sense of ownership, “a pet’s pussy must always be kept immaculate, ready for the owner’s pleasure at any given moment.” As he spoke, his fingers delved into my moist entrance, penetrating me with a forceful determination.
“Ah, um! Brother… um~” I moaned, unable to contain the mixture of pleasure and discomfort erupting within me.
The sensation of his fingers expertly manipulating the engorged flesh of my pussy caused my legs to waver, and I instinctively leaned my face against his sturdy chest, seeking support and solace.
“Ellie, does it bring you pleasure?” his voice echoed in my ears, the question hanging in the air. Tears welled up in my eyes as I responded, “It hurts, brother… it hurts…” Yet, my brother’s response was far from sympathetic.
“A slutty bitch like you revels in the exquisite agony, doesn’t she?” he taunted, his words tinged with a dark allure.
My older brother, with his enigmatic demeanor, continued to probe my sensitive depths with unrelenting determination.
“It hurts, brother… it hurts! Ouch! It hurts!” I cried out, my face contorted with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Despite my protests, my brother refused to withdraw his fingers, their relentless intrusion persisting, causing a storm of sensations to cascade through my body.
“Ah, brother… ah, ah, um~ ah….” I whimpered, the rhythm of his fingers shifting from rough to tender, affording me a respite from the torment and igniting a sweet, intoxicating pleasure that coursed through my pulsating pussy.
Instead of screams of agony, I clung to my brother, his solid presence becoming my anchor in the sea of sensations. Sweet sobs escaped my lips, a manifestation of the overwhelming ecstasy enveloping me.
“You are an insatiable pet,” he remarked, his voice filled with a mixture of desire and amusement. “I have already bestowed so much love upon you, and yet, you crave more?”
“But… but my brother’s fingers feel so good…” I pouted, my lips forming a feeble excuse. Heat and moisture emanated from my recently deflowered pussy, a testament to the lingering desire that still burned within me.
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“Ellie, clean this,” my brother commanded, his voice carrying an air of authority. With unwavering obedience, I knelt before him, positioned at the edge of the bathtub.
Gently, I wrapped my fingers around his exhausted fick, which hung limply, and meticulously washed it with soap, treating it with the utmost care and reverence, as if handling a precious treasure.
Initially, the act seemed repulsive and grotesque, but now that I had willingly surrendered my virginity, there was an inexplicable sense of tenderness intertwined with the act.
After thoroughly cleansing each other’s bodies, we submerged ourselves in the warm embrace of the bathtub.
As I settled on my brother’s lap, the memories of our shared childhood resurfaced, flooding my mind.
In those innocent days, before my brother ventured into the world beyond our home, we would bathe together, day after day, and I would lovingly wash his back. It was a cherished memory, one that lingered in my heart, forever etched in the tapestry of our bond.
“Ellie, a woman craves warmth,” my brother murmured, enfolding me in his protective arms, his touch soothing and affectionate.
My brother held me in his arms and stroked my head. The bathtub was quite large, but it felt cozy because the two of us were close together. Before I knew it, my brother’s hand reached to my breasts while I was sitting on his lap and began to gently massage my breasts.
“Brother?” I called out, my voice filled with uncertainty and a hint of vulnerability. Suddenly, my brother rose from the comforting embrace of the bathtub, his gaze fixated on me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. Without hesitation, he issued a command, his voice holding an undeniable air of authority.
“Ellie, lie down on the cool tile floor,” he instructed, his words leaving no room for disobedience.
“Yes, brother,” I replied, my voice laced with obedience as I positioned myself on the hard surface, my hands pressing against the unyielding floor.
“Now, stick your buttocks towards me,” he continued, his voice a mixture of command and desire.
“Yes,” I acquiesced, complying with his request. With a subtle movement, I raised my posterior, presenting it to him like a submissive creature, fully exposed to his whims.
As my brother approached from behind, an intoxicating mix of anticipation and trepidation coursed through my veins.
His hand caressed the soft, vertical flesh nestled between my buttocks, igniting a tingling sensation that danced along my spine. “It’s such a cute, white, and round butt,” he remarked, his words mingling with the soft gasps that escaped my parted lips.
“Ugh~ brother,” I moaned, my body involuntarily quivering as his skilled fingers explored the delicate terrain of my aroused pussy.
Each touch sent ripples of pleasure through me, causing my buttocks to tremble and sway in response.
Yet, unexpectedly, his fingers diverted their attention to other areas, venturing towards uncharted territory.
“Ah! Brother! I detest that place!” I cried out, my voice laced with a mixture of discomfort and protest. My brother’s hand teased my forbidden excretion hole, eliciting a surge of revulsion.
Desperate to free myself from his touch, I wriggled my hips, attempting to escape his grasp. But he held my ass firmly, rendering me immobile from any movements, and with a determined resolve, he inserted a finger into my tight, resistant wet pussy.
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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won’t mind if you send more stones, and plz don’t forget the gifts.)
Thank you very much for all your support.
I will upload 5 extra chapters for every 1 magic castle?? . If someone is interested and want extra chapters. You know what to do. ??