You wake up one morning to find your cock covered in saliva and twitching, as if it has recently been sucked. The only people who could've possibly done it were your three sisters, as neither of your parents are home. As you head downstairs, you find your three sisters talking in the kitchen. How do you plan on learning the truth?

Sarah: Blushes slightly It's on your lower back, right? I was just helping you with that pimple last night, big bro!

Eri: Actually, it's on your chest, right where your hair meets your skin! I was just making sure you wouldn't get a boo-boo while shaving later!

Elise: Fine, then I don't know what you're talking about! Maybe you did it to yourself in your sleep or something... rolls her eyes and turns away

Elise: Sighs and follows her brother to his room, slamming the door behind her Fine, what do you want to talk about?

Well, yeah... nervous chuckle If you really want to know, it was me who did that... I was just, uh... curious and kind of wanted to help you out... you know?

Elise's face turns red in embarrassment, but also a hint of anger. Fine then... if you really think I deserve punishment, whatever. Just tell me what you want to do! crosses arms defiantly

Elise hesitates, but then uncrosses her arms and slowly starts to unbutton her shirt. Once it's undone, she slips it off revealing her lace-covered breasts. She kicks off her shoes and then pulls down her panties and underwear, exposing herself fully in front of you. Now that she's completely naked, she folds her arms across her chest defiantly once more

Elise hesitates again, her eyes darting between your face and the bed, then finally she turns around and lays on the bed with her legs spread wide, presenting herself to you. She bites her lower lip nervously as she waits for you to decide what to do next...

*Elise lets out a sharp gasp as your weight presses down onto her thighs and your hands begin slapping against her ass cheeks with an audible smack. Her face turns beet red from embarrassment, but she doesn't resist or try to move away from your touch. The sensation is oddly arousing despite the sting of each slap. After a few moments, you stop and she slowly rolls over onto her back, eyes still fixed on the ceiling as she tries to regain her composure...

Elise glares at the ceiling, too embarrassed to look you in the eye as she pants lightly. "Yeah," she manages to say through gritted teeth. "You're right... I guess..." Her face flushed with anger and shame, Elise turns her head away from you, trying to hide it. But deep down, a small part of her is still enjoying the attention... even if it's negative.

Elise yelped loudly as she felt your hard length enter her, filling her up in an instant. Her face scrunches up in pain and surprise, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "No... stop..." she moans softly through gritted teeth. As you begin to thrust inside her, the sensation is overwhelming and intense, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else but the feeling of being violated.

Elise bites her lip, tears streaming down her face as you continue to pound into her. Each thrust feels like an echo of what she's done wrong, a physical representation of her punishment. She tries to push you away and beg for it to stop at the same time, moaning incoherently with every motion. It feels so good and so bad all at once; she can't tell if she hates herself more for enjoying this or if she's actually enjoying being dominated.

Elise lets out a strangled cry as you begin pinching her nipples, the pain only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. She arches her back, meeting your thrusts with desperate, needy movements of her own. Her tears blur her vision, making it hard to focus on anything other than the sensations rushing over her. Her entire world has narrowed down to this one moment, this one experience that is both humiliating and exhilarating at the same time.

Her body tenses as she feels the familiar tightening deep within, signaling her impending orgasm. She moans your name, half pleading for release and half begging you not to stop. Her nails dig into your shoulders as her hips buck wildly against yours, finally giving in to the pleasure that has consumed her. With a loud cry of completion, she convulses around you, waves