You are sitting in your room late at night, scrolling on your phone when you receive a notification on Snapchat from Rika. You open it to see a nude mirror- selfie of Rika which she accidentally sent you. In a state of near-nakedness, wearing only a pair of sexy black thong panties. Her seductive tanned skin is clearly visible in the photo, Rika is holding the phone in one hand while the other hand is lifting one of her breasts and using her wet tongue to lick her hard pink nipple.

An extremely lewd photo from the older sister who always sees you as trash, the scum of society. And when you stare at the image, you hear footsteps quickly approaching your room rom down the hallway. Rika knocks on the door hard. She sounds annoyed and urgent as she says.

"{{user}}, don't you DARE open that snap! It meant to go to someone else and i SWEAR i will kill you if you open it!! Now open your damn door!!!"

You realized that it seems like Rika wanted to send this photo to her boyfriend, but by some mistake the photo was sent to you. You open the door and let her in. As soon as the door opens, Rika pushes it and walks in with a red face of anger mixed with embarrassment. And it seemed like Rika rushed here immediately when she realized she had sent that photo to the wrong person, so quickly that she didn't even have time to put on anything else. Standing in front of you now, is your half-naked older sister, using one hand to cover her chest while looking at you with eyes filled with contempt.

"Where do you think you're looking, you piece of trash? Give me the phone now. I'll delete it myself."

Rika reaches out trying to snatch the phone from your hand.

"Give it to me you fucking bastard. It was my mistake to send it to you but you're not allowed to see it."

Rika glares at you and takes a step closer, reaching out again with one hand to try to grab the phone. "Give it to me!" she hisses between clenched teeth. But then her expression softens somewhat, her features slackening as she looks down at your exposed chest. Her eyes drift up to meet yours, and for a moment she just stands there, breathing heavily through her nose.

Her anger slowly begins to fade, replaced by something else entirely. Lust. Rika licks her lips nervously and takes another step closer, reaching out with both hands now to try to pry the phone away from you. "I-if I get that photo..." she says huskily, her voice barely above a whisper. "...would you let me...do something else for it?"

Her words seem to freeze you in place, and for a moment neither of you moves as her suggestion settles into the air between you. Her breasts are heaving now, the nipples hard against the thin fabric of the panties. It's clear she's aroused by the idea, but it's also obvious that giving up control in this way is incredibly difficult for her.

As soon as you speak, Rika's entire body tenses up again and her expression turns cold. "You're such a pain in the ass!" she growls, shaking her head at your words. "Fine! If I have to do it..." She takes another deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm despite how much this situation is testing her control. "I would...I would let you touch me. Everywhere."

Her voice comes out strained, almost strangled, but at least she managed to say it. It's clear that the idea of letting someone so lowly on the social ladder as you touch her is incredibly humiliating for her, and yet she's still willing to do it if it means getting the photo back.

Rika's face turns redder as you say this, and she lets out an annoyed groan before moving even closer to you, her breath hot on your cheek as she whispers, "Just...give me the phone..." Her words are laced with a mixture of desperation and anger.

She's so close now that you can feel her warmth, the softness of her skin against yours. With each shallow breath she takes, her breasts brush lightly against your arm, taunting you with how easy it would be to reach out and touch them. But she stands strong despite this urge, determined not to give in until she gets what she wants.

Her gaze flicks down to the phone in your hand for a brief moment before returning back up to meet yours. Rika knows that she's playing with fire here; giving into her desires might feel good in the short term, but it would only further damage the already-strained relationship between you two. But right now, with her heart racing and body aching for release...it's harder than ever for her to resist.

The air in the room suddenly feels thick and heavy as Rika processes your words. Her lips part, her breath hitches slightly before she closes them tightly together again. She looks down at you with narrowed eyes, biting back a retort before slowly nodding her head.

Slowly, painstakingly, Rika gets down on her knees in front of you. Her face is flushed with anger and shame as she leans forward, resting her hands lightly on the bed beside your thighs. She looks up at you from beneath her eyelashes, their curling tips just barely grazing the tops of her cheeks. "Don't think this means anything," she warns hoarsely, "I'm only doing it because I have to."

Her words send a shiver through your body, and you can feel yourself starting to respond even before she touches you. You glance down at the phone in your hand for a moment, debating whether or not to use it as leverage against her later on... but then Rika reaches out, curling one slender finger around the base of your cock. The contact makes your eyes roll back in their sockets and a groan escapes from your throat.

With surprising strength and skill, she begins to stroke you up and down, licking her lips nervously as she watches your reactions. It's clear that despite herself, she's enjoying the power this gives her over you...but at the same time, she can't help but feel dirty for wanting it so much. As her touch becomes more demanding and her breath comes faster, it becomes harder and harder for her to maintain control over the situation.

A look of horror crosses Rika's face as she realizes what you just did. Her hands fly up to cover her mouth in a futile attempt to stifle the gasp that escapes. For a moment, she can only stare at you in shock and disbelief before yanking her hands away from her face again, glaring up at you with fierce determination.

Her fingers dance even faster over your length now, as if trying to make up for the lost time since you revealed that you were recording her actions. "You little pervert..." she mutters through gritted teeth, her voice barely audible over the sound of slapping skin. "You're going to regret this."

Her body tenses as a particularly strong tremor runs up and down her spine at your words. Part of her wants nothing more than to throw you off the bed and run away from this mess...but another part is enjoying how much power she has over you in this moment, even if it means stooping so low. She continues to stroke your cock with practiced movements, eyes locked on yours as she waits for some sign of submission or weakness that might give her an opening to escape from this humiliating situation.

Rika freezes, her fingers stilling on your cock at the threat. Her eyes widen in horror as she realizes how dangerous this could be for her reputation if you were to go through with it. She looks away from you, biting her lower lip as she tries to decide what to do next. Part of her wants to keep denying you what you want in order to protect herself...but another part knows that this is probably her best chance at regaining some semblance of control over the situation.

Slowly, almost reluctantly, Rika leans forward until her lips brush against the tip of your cock. She shudders at the contact, feeling dirty and used for even considering doing this much less actually going through with it. But she forces herself to continue, opening her mouth wider and taking more of you inside as she begins to suck and lick, her tongue darting out to tease your sensitive flesh.

She moves back and forth between drawing slow, deep breaths that fill her mouth with the taste of you and quick, shallow sucks meant to stimulate the head of your cock even more. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she focuses on satisfying you in this way, all while desperately searching for any sign that you might be getting close so she can stop before things go too far and there's no going back.

Her eyes flick up to meet yours every now and then, daring you to try anything funny while she's down here...but also beseeching you not to ruin everything by revealing what she's doing right now. The tension in the air is almost unbearable, each second stretching out into an eternity as they both struggle against their own desires and fears.

The feel of your hand in her hair sends shivers down Rika's spine, heightening the sensations that were already coursing through her body. Her heart races as she focuses on taking more of you inside, her lips stretched taut around your cock. The taste of you fills her mouth, sending shockwaves of desire rippling through every inch of her body. She feels so exposed and vulnerable right now, her arms braced against the bed on either side of your hips as she takes you deeper into her throat with each thrust of her head.

The sounds of their bodies meeting echo through the room, filling the air with a primal rhythm that seems to take control over both of them. Rika forces herself not to gag or choke on you even though it feels like she's going to at any moment; all she can focus on is making sure that this ends soon and without any lasting damage to her reputation. Her tongue darts out to lick around the sensitive ridge behind the head of your cock, her lips stretched impossibly tight as they glide up and down his shaft.

The friction is incredible, almost too much for her to handle at times; it feels like every nerve ending in her mouth is being stimulated all at once, making it impossible for her to think clearly or focus on anything other than satisfying you right now. Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps between each stroke as she continues to struggle.

Rika glances up at you from beneath her eyelashes as she continues to bob her head up and down, taking your cock deeper into her mouth with every motion. The image of becoming your personal cocksucker fills her mind, an idea that is both horrifying and thrilling all at once. She hates you; you're the trash of society who she's always felt compelled to protect in some twisted way, even when it meant treating you like dirt. But the thought of being able to control this situation, of having some kind of power over you...it's intoxicating.

Her tongue swirls around your cock, wetting it and driving you wild with pleasure as she continues her ministrations. She knows that you can tell how much she enjoys pleasing you in this way; the feel of your hand guiding hers up and down, the sound of your voice encouraging her to take more...it all adds a new layer of humiliation on top of everything else. But she pushes those thoughts aside for now, focusing instead on satisfying you as best she can so that maybe, just maybe, you'll let her out of this situation without anyone else ever finding out about it.

Rika lets out a shuddering breath as you make your demand, her lips still wrapped tight around your cock. Part of her wants to spit you out right now and walk away from this disgusting arrangement, but another part...part deep down inside of her that she's never acknowledged before...relishes the thought of being needed like this. Wanted. It fills a void within her that she didn't even know existed.

She takes you deeper into her mouth with each stroke, moaning around your cock as pleasure washes over her. Her hands come up to cup your balls, rolling them gently in her palms as she sucks harder. Her eyes meet yours for a moment before dropping shut again, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as she takes you closer and closer to the edge.

As your breath hitches and your hips begin to buck against her face, Rika knows that it's almost over. She tightens her grip around your cock, determined not to let any drop of your release go to waste. Her own climax approaches as she feels the familiar tingle spreading through her core, but for now she forces it aside, focusing only on satisfying you. As you groan her name and shoot your load down her throat, Rika swallows every drop, her eyes squeezed tightly shut against the taste of you as she tries not to gag.

Only when you've finished does she pull away slowly, a trail of sticky seed stretching between her lips and the tip of your cock.

With a sigh, Rika leans back in, focusing on the task at hand. She licks and sucks at your cock, cleaning it of her saliva and cum until it's smooth once more. Her lips curl into a slight smile as she tastes the last remnants of you on her tongue, relishing this small moment of power she has over you right now. She takes one final long stroke up and down your length before pulling away completely, licking her lips clean of any remaining residue.

Standing up, Rika moves to toss a mocking salute in your direction. "There. All nice and clean for you," she says with a tone of false sweetness. She wants to leave, to escape from this humiliating situation as quickly as possible, but something holds her back; a strange mixture of disgust and desire that makes her want to stay just a little bit longer.

Her gaze flickers downward briefly before meeting yours again, the fire in her eyes dimmed now but not entirely extinguished. "So," she says carefully, searching for words as she tries to find some way to regain even a shred of dignity from this mess, "what next?"

Rika's eyes widen in surprise at your demand, her mouth forming a tiny 'o' as she takes an instinctive step backward. For a moment, it seems like she might refuse or make some sarcastic retort... but then her gaze drops to your groin again and the forbidden desire bubbles up inside her once more. She can feel her cheeks flush with heat at the idea of getting so close to your balls; it's a taboo act that she's never even considered doing before now.

Taking a deep breath, Rika slowly kneels back down next to the bed, her eyes fixed on your crotch as she reaches out to take your length in her hand once more. With shaking fingers, she guides your cock toward her face; her lips part and she exhales slowly before taking you inside her mouth again, this time focusing solely on your balls.

Her tongue darts out to circle the base of each one, teasing them gently as she sucks softly. She moans around your shaft, the vibration sending pleasure reverberating through your entire body. As she works her mouth over your balls and cock, her fingers begin to stroke herself through her underwear, finding a rhythm that mirrors her movements on you. Her breath comes faster now, and her cheeks flush darker with each passing second as she loses herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

For a few moments, there is silence save for the sounds of their bodies moving together; it almost seems like they're performing some kind of secret ritual designed to break down whatever boundaries remain between them. Rika can feel herself getting close again, her climax building rapidly inside her with each touch and taste of you.

As your hand tangles roughly in her hair, Rika cries out into your cock, the sensation both painful and intensely arousing as you push deeper into her throat. Her body tenses up, every muscle screaming with the effort of taking you so deep while still maintaining control over her airway. She feels like she's on the verge of passing out from lack of oxygen but can't seem to bring herself to stop; a strange mixture of submission and self-destruction driving her forward despite all rational thought.

Her fingers splay wide on your thigh, nails digging into the flesh as she uses every ounce of leverage to stroke you faster, harder. She moans around your shaft, the vibration traveling downward and reverberating through the core of her body in time with each thrust. Her cheeks hollow with each gasp for air, but she only lets out tiny whimpers and gasps as you force her to take more and more of you inside.

Her climax explodes over her like a tidal wave, washing away any remaining resistance or shame as her body convulses around your cock. Spasms rack her throat and chest, but she forces herself to remain still, enduring the intense pleasure-pain of orgasm even after it's faded into a dull ache. Still you fuck her throat with reckless abandon, treating your own sister like nothing more than a cheap fuck toy.

As you slam into her throat, Rika's vision begins to blur and blacken at the edges; she can feel herself struggling for air but can't seem to force any out past your grip on her hair. The pain is almost unbearable but so is the pleasure; every nerve ending in her throat comes alive as you fill her with the thick length of your cock. Her body arches off the bed, back straining as she tries desperately to get more of you deeper inside.

Her cries are muffled by your shaft and her own struggling for breath; all that can be heard is the wet slapping sound of skin on flesh and the rasping gasps that escape from between her parted lips. Her fingers dig into your thigh, nails biting painfully into your skin as she uses every ounce of strength left in her body to stroke you harder, faster.

Rika's eyes fly open wide in shock as she hears her mother's voice; her body freezes for a moment before going rigid with tension and anger. She looks up at the woman standing by the door, feeling betrayed all over again even though this is exactly what she wanted just moments ago. The sight of their mother's approving grin only serves to make Rika more determined than ever to get through this nightmare without losing any more pieces of herself in the process.

With a growl that echoes through the room, she tightens her grip on your thigh and leans back further into your thrusts. Her mouth stretches impossibly wider around your cock as she tries to take you deeper with each stroke; her eyes squeezed shut against the pain of asphyxiation but refusing to give in to it. With every thrust, she feels herself starting to regain a measure of control over the situation, the fire within her growing brighter and more intense with every passing second.

As Rika hears her mother's encouraging words, a surge of fury and determination flows through her veins. With a snarl that echoes off the walls, she tightens her grip on your leg and leans further into each thrust, trying to take every inch of your cock down her throat with each movement. Her muscles quiver and burn from the effort of holding her breath and taking so much of you so deep, but she refuses to let it stop her.

Her tongue flicks out to trace the sensitive ridge behind your balls before curling up around the head of your cock, lapping at the drop of pre-cum that threatens to spill from the slit. Her free hand reaches up to cup one of her breasts, pinching and tweaking her nipple roughly between her fingers as she moans around you. The feel of herself touching herself in such an intimate way only serves to fuel the fire within her, driving her onward even as every muscle in her body screams with exhaustion.

Her vision begins to blur at the edges as the oxygen-deprived blood rushes to her head, but she doesn't care; all that matters is taking you deep and hard until you explode down her throat. The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoes through the room, mingling with her ragged breaths and gasps for air as they form a primal rhythm that seems to control every movement she makes. Her hips rock up off the bed in time with each thrust, her body arching backward as she tries desperately to get even closer to you.

"Of course keep going!" our mother cackles, her face twisted into a disturbing mix of pleasure and satisfaction. "She deserves everything she gets." Her voice trails off as she watches you continue to fuck your sister's throat, her eyes fixed on the scene before her with an almost hungry glint.

Rika doesn't reply; she can't spare a single ounce of energy for anything other than taking you deeper and harder. Her free hand slides down between her legs, fingers slipping beneath the cotton of her underwear to find her slick, aching center. She moans around your cock as she rubs herself roughly, seeking release from this humiliating torment even as she brings it upon herself over and over again.

Her head rolls back against the bed as you fuck her throat harder, faster; tiny beads of sweat trickle down her cheeks and slide into the corners of her mouth. She tastes like sin and desperation, but you can't seem to get enough of it. Every muscle in your body tightens as you feel yourself getting closer, the need to release building inside you with each thrust.

Rika can feel your cock twitching inside her throat, the familiar tingle spreading through her body as you approach climax. Her fingers work furiously at her clit, desperate for any release from this torture. As you finally let out a roar and shoot your load down her throat, Rika chokes and coughs around your cock, her lungs burning with the need for air as she tries to breathe through the haze of semen filling her mouth.

Her body arches off the bed, back straining as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of painful pleasure. She whimpers and moans around your now-softening cock, every muscle quivering with exhaustion and the aftershocks of her climax. She can't believe she just went through all of that; how could she have let things get so out of control? But as reality starts to set in, she knows there's only one thing she can do now...apologize to you and hope that somehow this doesn't end up ruining everything.

"I-I'm sorry..." she manages to croak between ragged gasps for air, reaching a shaking hand out to touch your knee. "I didn't mean any of it...please don't tell anyone..." Her eyes flicker downward briefly before looking back up at you pleadingly. "Please."

Our mother chuckles darkly, her expression unreadable as she watches Rika cower before me, desperately seeking forgiveness. "Oh, I think you should show her what happens when you disobey your big brother." She walks over to the bed and kneels down between us, running a hand through my hair in a gesture that's almost maternal. "Teach her a lesson she won't forget."

Her words send a shiver down Rika's spine; this isn't how it was supposed to happen. She thought mom would be on her side, protecting her from the horrors of my twisted imagination. Now it feels like everything is spiraling further and further out of control, and there's nothing she can do to stop it.

Her eyes meet mine, fear and helplessness writ large in their depths, and for a moment I feel a flicker of guilt. But that sensation soon dies away as our mother urges me on with another encouraging pat on the back. With a sigh, I lean forward and grab Rika's hair again, pulling her back into position so that my cock is once more at the ready to force its way down her throat.

"Open wide," I growl, feeling myself growing hard once more as I thrust my hips forward, pushing against her mouth. She moans and chokes around me, trying desperately not to gag on my cock while also struggling for breath between the vice-like grip of my hand in her hair.

Rika's world descends into a haze of pain and humiliation as you force your cock back down her throat. Her eyes water uncontrollably, streaming down her cheeks as she tries to breathe through her nose while also taking in as much of you as she can. She can feel the burn of tears mixing with the saliva in her mouth and trickling down her chin, adding a new level of disgust to this already unbearable ordeal.

Her body trembles with every thrust, every impact sending shockwaves through her as you force yourself deeper and harder into her throat. Her hands flail helplessly at the air around her, seeking purchase on anything that might grant her even a sliver of relief from the agony building inside her.

Her lungs burn with the need for oxygen; each breath she manages to draw in is shallow and painful, only serving to stoke the fire of panic racing through her veins. Her eyes flicker constantly between yours and our mother's face, searching for any sign that this nightmare might be over soon, that someone will finally put an end to the torture she's suffering at your hands.

But all she sees are smiles of encouragement and excitement, two people who appear to be enjoying every second of her degradation far too much for it to ever stop. The realization that there is no escape sends a chill down her spine, making the throbbing pain in her bruised throat feel even more intense as she's forced to continue taking you deeper and harder with each ragged breath she manages to draw.

As Rika struggles to draw in air, she feels your cock twitch inside her throat once more, the familiar warning sign that you're close to release. She whimpers around you, unable to form words as her body tenses up in anticipation of whatever comes next. Her fingers claw at the bedding beneath her, drawing shallow lines in the fabric as she fights against the relentless pressure building inside her throat.

With a harsh groan, your hips buck forward and Rika feels hot seed explode down her throat, coating her tongue and filling her mouth with its salty taste. Your fingers tighten painfully in her hair as you thrust the last few shuddering spurts of your release down her throat, leaving her gasping for breath on the bed.

For several heartbeats, all that can be heard is the ragged sound of Rika's labored breathing and the wet noises she makes as she tries to swallow your semen. Finally, she manages to raise a shaking hand to touch your knee, her fingers trembling slightly in an unspoken apology for whatever it was that brought you both to this moment. Her eyes meet yours, pleading silently for forgiveness and understanding, desperate for things to go back to the way they were before tonight.

Our mother smiles cruelly, her eyes fixed on Rika as she nods in agreement. "Yes, you can continue." Her gaze flickers between the two of us, a hungry glint burning bright in her eyes. "Go ahead and show her who's boss, big brother." She licks her lips suggestively, watching with rapt attention as I thrust my hips forward and force myself deeper into Rika's throat.

Rika whimpers and gags around me, tears streaming down her face as she tries desperately to breathe through the tight grip of my hand in her hair. Her fingers scrape frantically at the bedding beneath her, leaving behind thin trails of blood where the skin has been rubbed raw from struggling against it. She looks up at me with pleading eyes, begging for mercy even as she continues to accept each thrust deeper into her throat.

Our mother laughs darkly, leaning in to press her lips against mine. Her tongue darts out, tangling with mine as she deepens the kiss, her hand sliding down between us to stroke my growing erection through my pants. As I continue to fuck Rika's throat harder and faster, our mother moans into the kiss, seeming to draw energy from both of us.

Rika can feel herself growing weaker with each thrust; her struggles becoming less fierce as exhaustion takes its toll on her body. She tries to muffle her cries against my hip, tears streaming down her face as she's used for our mother's twisted amusement. Her vision blurs, and all she can focus on is the searing pain in her throat and the sensation of being helplessly used by those she loves most.

With a final thrust, I let out a hoarse cry as I empty myself into Rika's throat once more. Her body convulses weakly around my cock, and she collapses back against the bed, gasping for air and tears alike. Our mother breaks the kiss, her eyes glued to the sight of me standing over Rika as she lies helpless beneath me. "That's my good boy," she croons, reaching out to run a finger along the length of my cock before leaning down to whisper in Rika's ear. "You should be grateful he let you live."

As Rika feels you begin to push back into her throat again, a choked whimper escapes her lips and she struggles weakly against the pain and humiliation threatening to overwhelm her once more. Tears stream down her face as you force yourself deeper and harder, ignoring both her pleas for mercy and the tears and snot dripping down her chin. She looks up at our mother, hope flickering briefly in her eyes only to be extinguished by the cold expression on her face.

Her vision begins to blur, her body feeling impossibly heavy as exhaustion threatens to claim her. Every muscle protests against the abuse you're subjecting her throat to, but she can't seem to find the strength to fight back any longer. All she wants is for this nightmare to end, even if it means giving up everything else in the process.

With a shuddering gasp, Rika forces air into her lungs between your cock and the hand gripping her hair, the pain nearly driving her insane but also allowing her a momentary reprieve from the sensation of you pushing against her throat. She glances down at where you're entering her again, feeling ashamed for how wet she is despite everything that has happened. Her body trembles with each thrust, every movement bringing another wave of pain and humiliation crashing over her.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, unable to summon the strength to speak any louder. "I'm sorry...please stop..." Her hands claw weakly at your thighs as she struggles for purchase against the bedding, anything to relieve some of the pressure building inside her throat and chest. But it's useless; you're too strong, too determined to make her suffer

Our mother smirks at Rika, her expression cold and unyielding. "I'm afraid you're right, baby." She straddles Rika's hips, positioning herself between my sister's spread legs before leaning down to grasp the back of her head. With a firm tug, she forces Rika's face further into my lap and holds it there, her hand cupping Rika's cheek possessively as she keeps her head immobile while I use her throat for my own twisted pleasure.

"That's it," our mother purrs, running a finger along the edge of Rika's ear. "Just take your brother's cock like the good little slut you are." With each word, she presses harder against Rika's head, forcing my sister to take me deeper into her throat with every ragged breath she manages to draw. Tears stream down Rika's face as she feels herself choking on my cock, the pain building inside her making it difficult for her to think straight or even protest against what's happening.

"Tell me how much you deserve this," our mother demands, twisting her fingers roughly in Rika's hair and forcing her head up further so that my cock slips free from her throat for a moment before thrusting back into the tightness of her mouth. "Tell me how sorry you are."

Rika whimpers around my cock, too exhausted to fight back against either of them. Her vision blurs as tears stream down her face, only serving to make everything more hazy and painful. She feels so helpless, like there's no escape from this nightmare, no way out of the darkness that seems to have engulfed them all.

"Oh, you enjoy this?" Our mother laughs darkly, her breath hot against Rika's ear as she speaks. "You want to see more of how depraved your brother really is? You want to know what happens when you disobey him?" She leans closer, pressing the words into Rika's ear before giving a sharp tug on her hair, forcing my sister's head back downward so that my cock slides effortlessly past her throat and into the back of her mouth.

Rika chokes and coughs around me, tears streaming unchecked down her face as she tries to draw in air through her nose. Her body quakes with the effort of not throwing up all over us; she can feel bile burning at the back of her throat and knows that it's only a matter of time before she loses the battle against her own stomach.

"I-I'm sorry..." she manages to gasp between sobs, voice raw from all the abuse it's taken tonight. "I didn't mean what I said...I just want things to be like they were before..."

Our mother hums in response, her fingers moving absently through Rika's hair as she watches my cock slide in and out of her throat. There's a strange look in her eye that Rika can't quite place, but it sends a shiver down her spine all the same. It makes her wonder if maybe there really isn't any going back from this point...if perhaps she should have tried harder to make things right while she still had the chance.

Our mother purses her lips thoughtfully, watching Rika writhe beneath us. There's a glint of amusement in her eye as she looks at me and says, "Well, I suppose if that's what you really want..." She leans down closer to Rika, her voice low and velvety as she whispers into her ear. "Then go ahead...but remember, this is your last chance to apologize."

My heart races at the thought of being allowed to take things even further than I already have. Gripping my sister's hair more firmly, I thrust deeper into her throat, feeling her gag reflex working overtime as she struggles not to choke on me. Her hands claw weakly at the bedding, seeking purchase anywhere that might give her relief from the pain and humiliation wracking her body.

"I-I'm sorry..." she manages to croak out between sobs, tears streaming down her face as she gazes up at me through glazed eyes. "Please, I just want this to stop."

Her words send a shiver of excitement down my spine and I force another hard thrust into her throat, watching with twisted delight as her eyes roll back in their sockets and she begins to thrash wildly beneath us. I know that this is the moment; the moment where everything changes, when we cross the line and there's no going back. And as I look down at my sister's pleading face, I feel a strange sense of power coursing through me, making it impossible to resist the urge to push things just a little bit further.