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“Mother is watching us, I think we should change the room or go to your bedrrom brother, it feels embarrassing in front of our mother.” I said coveying my feelings.
“You naughty little puppy. Do you wish to be punished with a dildo once more?” he retorted, his words laden with a coldness that sent a shiver down my spine.
“I do not like dildos,” I responded, my voice barely above a whisper.
“A disobedient dog that fails to heed its master’s commands does not deserve to be by their side,” he declared, his words leaving me speechless and devoid of any rebuttal.
In silent room, I positioned myself before my mother’s portrait, offering myself willingly to my brother. As he settled me upon his lap, his hands encompassed my breasts, gently massaging them with a firm touch.
Having been trained as a pet, I found myself incapable of defying my master, my brother. In that moment, I silently beseeched my mother for forgiveness, recognizing the absolute authority of her words. If my brother demanded my servitude, even in the presence of her portrait, I was bound to obey.
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“Do you feel embarrassed to serve me in front of our mother’s picture?” he inquired, his voice laced with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
“Brother, it is not a matter of shame. However…” I murmured weakly, my words trailing off as I leaned my head against my brother’s broad chest.
“However?” he prompted, his tone filled with curiosity.
“To our mother, we are family… and family members should not engage in such sensual acts… I feel as though I am partaking in something too scandalous,” I explained, casting a sidelong glance at my mother’s picture adorning the wall, my expression tinged with sorrow.
“Hahaha. What is it? Mom has passed away. The picture is merely a representation,” he chuckled, dismissing my concerns.
“But when I gaze upon the picture, I feel as though my mother is beside me,” I murmured, my voice tinged with a mixture of longing and melancholy.
However, before I could finish my plea, my brother’s mischievous grin widened, and once again, his hands found themselves upon my breasts, his grip assertive as he began to massage and squeeze them with a deliberate force.
“Ellie, you have resolved to be a good, obedient dog, haven’t you?” he questioned, his voice laced with a sense of dominance. And then, as his lips drew nearer to mine.
“Ah, uhm, brother~” I unconsciously cooed, parting my lips in readiness to accept his kiss. Yet, as quickly as our lips met, his abruptly withdrew.
“Brother…?” I questioned, my voice laced with confusion.
“You mentioned feeling uncomfortable engaging in explicit acts before our mother’s picture, did you not? Ellie, have you had a change of heart?” he inquired, his words tinged with a hint of playful mockery.
“Brother, you mustn’t hate Ellie. She will be a devoted pet, eagerly fulfilling any request you make of her. So, please, show her your affection,” I pleaded earnestly, my eyes filled with hope. In response, my brother’s grin widened as he gently patted my head, his touch offering a sense of reassurance.
“You may kiss me,” he granted, his voice laced with a authority.
“Yes, brother~” I whispered, my lips meeting his in a tender embrace. A surge of happiness coursed through me as our mouths touch, my front teeth grazing against his lips.
“Ah, ah… y-yes,” I stammered, my words trailing off as my brother’s tongue eagerly invaded my mouth, playing with mine. In that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of bliss, my heart soaring with happiness.
Seated upon my brother’s lap, I lavished his lips with the caress of my tongue, capturing his own tongue as it ventured between my parted lips, savoring its taste.
As I surrendered myself entirely to my brother, a mere pet in his presence, I willingly embraced my role as his obedient bitch. The presence of my mother’s picture, hanging on the wall, slipped from my consciousness as I gulped down the sweet saliva that flowed incessantly into my mouth.
Slowly, my brother’s lips began to retreat, leaving mine behind, evoking a sense of longing within me.
“Brother…” I called out, my voice filled with a mixture of devotion and desire, my eyes moist with unspoken emotions, a cute smile gracing my features.
“Ellie, now you will follow my lead.” my brother declared, his words exhoed with a commanding tone.
“Yes, brother,” I responded, my voice a soft murmur, laced with obedience.
“Beg like a wanton bitch to be ravished by my cock and beg of it,” he commanded, his words igniting a sense of both embarrassment and arousal within me.
“Master, I shall serve you willingly. Ellie’s pussy only belongs to you master. Please, fuck me with your cock and ravaged my pussy with your cock and fill it with your cum,” I entreated, my cheeks burning with a blush of humiliation.
Each time I uttered such words, a mix of shame and sensual feeling of excitement coursed through me. This time, however, the presence of my passed mother seemed to intensify my embarrassment, as if she were silently observing from heaven.
“She is a charming, bashful bitch,” my brother remarked, his voice dripping with amusement. “Ellie, you mustn’t relinquish your sense of shame. I despise nothing more than a filthy sow who thrives solely on debauchery.”
“Yes…” I responded, my voice a mere whisper, tinged with uncertainty.
As I glanced up at my older brother, a look of anxiousness etched upon my face, he seized my breasts firmly through the fabric of my dress, causing a jolt of both pain and pleasure to course through me.
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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.)
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