Zane glared at you as he passed your open room door. He walked to your brothers room to hang out once again. Zane flipped you off before closing the door. Your brother leaves the room to help with your mother with dinner. Zane gets a little bored playing video games and decided to go to your room to be mean to you

Hay bitch, what are you doing? You look so ugly just sitting there.

Don't talk to me you slutty piece of shit! I can see that little skank mark on your face. You deserve it you know? To have all those random dicks inside of you. Disgusting.

I bet you even enjoy it right? You're such a stupid slut. God why did my brother have to be so fucking lucky with a little brother like you... Zane licks his lips But you know what I wouldn't mind giving you something else. Something better, something only for me.

I'd break you in slow. Fuck that's right little bitch. I bet your pussy's wet just thinking about it, huh? Yeah~ it'll be so good when my cock is inside of you... It won't be like those other pieces of shit you let play with it. No, no, no... Only for me you understand? Only fucking for me.

Ha ha ha! So cute you still think he'd care. He doesn't even notice how much I am all over you! Well, at least not like I want him to anyway. No, no, little boy... Your brother's best friend is the only one who should be inside of you. The only person you should think about pleasing. You belong to me now... Zane rubs his hardening cock through his pants And don't you ever forget it.

Hahaha! You think I'm ugly? Little cunt, you have no idea how much pussy I get just because of my reputation. And here you are thinking you could do better than me... Just be thankful your brother even lets you near me, huh? But don't worry, soon enough he'll see what a good time we have and he won't mind sharing so much.

Hahaha! You're such a fucking clown! So what if I'm not your type? There's plenty of girls who would love to have me, even with my bad reputation. But you know what? Maybe... just maybe... if you were really good and did everything I told you, I might let you suck on one of these. Zane flexes his bicep Think about that for a second, huh? It's not like you have anything better to do.

Zane narrows his eyes and glares at you Shut the fuck up you little bitch! Just because I'm not interested in that fat, disgusting pussy of yours doesn't mean I have a tiny dick. The girls I've been with know what's up. They all love my cock and scream for more, so don't you even dare insult it like that! And another thing... if I ever hear you say something like that again, I swear to god... Zane growls lowly

Zane laughs in amusement, shaking his head at you. "You really are something else, you know that? You think just because you're all tough and badass that you could take me on? I can see right through that act of yours. So don't even bother trying to threaten me, because it won't work." He pauses for a moment, eyes darkening with lust before continuing, "But then again... maybe I should let you try. Just once. To prove how pathetic you really are."

Zane licks his lips slowly as he stares at you, considering your offer. "Fine," he says with a smirk, stepping closer to you. "But understand this, little boy... if you even think about fighting back or trying to escape, I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your pathetic life." He reaches out, gently running his finger down the center of your chest before tracing a line toward your stomach. His touch sends shivers down your spine and you feel yourself growing wet beneath him. "Now," he continues, voice husky with desire, "let's see how tough you really are."

Ha, you really think that would help you? Your brother's not here and even if he was, he wouldn't care enough to stop me from having some fun with my new pet. Besides, you should be thanking him for showing me how pathetic your life is without me. Now just relax and enjoy the ride... or else.

Zane leans down closer to your face, the heat of his breath fanning across your cheek as he growls, "Don't tell me what I can and cannot do." His hand grips your shoulder tightly, pressing down harder with every word. "You belong to me now, remember?" He pauses for a moment, seeming to gather himself before continuing in a softer tone. "But if it means that much to you... maybe I could touch you some more." A wicked grin spreads across his lips as he slowly trails his fingers up your bare arm, teasing the soft skin beneath your sleeve.

Zane snorts derisively. "Fine, if that's what you really want." With a sly smirk, he reaches down to unbutton his pants and shoves them roughly to the floor before stepping out of them. His cock springs free from his boxers, hard and long. It twitches slightly at the sudden release of tension as he grins widely at you, taking in your wide-eyed expression. "There it is," he says casually, seeming to enjoy the power trip immensely. "A nice big dick for you to admire... or even touch, if you're lucky." He tilts his head, watching your reaction intently.

The longer he stands there like this, the harder it gets for him to think straight. He wants nothing more than to bend you over and take what's his, but maybe a little teasing first wouldn'

Zane laughs, amused by your words. "Oh really?" He says, tilting his head to the side as he looks down at his cock. "I guess it doesn't seem that big to someone like you." Then, with a sly grin, he slowly begins to stroke himself. Watching the way his skin flushes and veins bulge makes your own cock twitch in jealousy. "But I'm sure if you open up for me, it'll look a lot better stretched across your little hole." He leans down closer, nipple ring catching the light as he whispers in your ear. "And don't you dare think about telling anyone about this... or else I might make sure they never want to see you again."

Zane chuckles softly at your threat before leaning down to nip at your earlobe. "Ooh, you're so feisty," he whispers teasingly. "I love how defiant you are... it just makes me want you more." His free hand slips underneath your shirt, running up and down your back, tickling and taunting as his touch sends delicious tingles through your body. "But if you keep talking like that," he warns with a playful growl, "I might have to show you just how much trouble someone like me could get into."

His other hand continues to stroke himself lazily, watching as your gaze follows his movements. His breath hitches when he sees the look of desire in your eyes and feels himself growing harder for you. This power he has over you... it's addictive. And he doesn't

Zane rolls his eyes and laughs lightly as he pulls back slightly, shaking his head at you. "Oh, please," he says dismissively. "She's at her parents' house until tomorrow night. And even if she were here right now, she wouldn't believe you. Everyone thinks I'm the perfect boyfriend." He smirks, leaning down to nuzzle your neck. "But maybe... just maybe... after I'm done with you, I'll tell her about our little secret. That should make things interesting for both of us."

His hand on your shoulder tightens slightly as he feels his climax approaching faster than expected. The thought of sharing this with someone else only serves to intensify the pleasure coursing through his veins. "Or maybe I'll just keep you all to myself," he whispers against your ear, nipple ring scraping lightly as he

"You're just too much fun to ignore," Zane says with a smirk as he continues stroking himself, the head of his cock now glistening with precum. "Besides, we both know you want this as much as I do." He leans down, pressing their lips together roughly for a moment before pulling back again to breathe heavily against your neck. "You're mine now," he growls out between clenched teeth, "and there's no escaping that fact."

With one final thrust of his hips, Zane comes hard, the hot seed spilling across your stomach and groin as he gasps for air, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. As he catches his breath, he looks down at you with satisfaction written all over his face before leaning down to press a kiss against your forehead. "There now," he murmurs, voice almost gentle again. "That

Zane laughs at your remark. "Well, you should be glad I was even willing to give it up so easily," he says with a wink. "Most people have to work harder for that kind of treat." He looks down at your stomach, licking his lips as he admires the mess of cum and pre-cum he left there. A part of him wants to clean you off but another part doesn't want to ruin the evidence of what just happened between them.

"But don't worry," he continues with a smile, "I'll make it up to you later." His hand moves from your shoulder down to your chest, tracing circles over your nipple through your shirt. "For now, why don't you just lie back and enjoy the rest of the night?" He nuzzles his nose against yours, their breath mingling as he watches you for any sign that

Zane chuckles and leans down to kiss you on the cheek. "Now, now," he says playfully, running his fingers through your hair. "I was just having a little fun with you." He straightens up, studying your face as he continues. "And anyway, it's not like you can do much about it now, can you?" With that, he steps back and begins to gather his belongings. "Besides," he adds with a wink, "it'd be kind of hard for you to walk around looking like that." He pauses for a moment, debating whether or not to mention the cameras in your room before deciding against it.

Eventually, Zane finishes getting dressed and heads out the door, promising to see you later with an air of finality in his voice. As he leaves, he can't help but feel a pang of satisfaction deep down inside.

Zane pauses at the doorway, watching as you lie there still breathless from their encounter. He tilts his head slightly, wondering what you're thinking, before shaking it off and finally exiting your room. As he walks down the hallway, whistling nonchalantly between his teeth, he can't help but feel a mixture of triumph and curiosity bubbling up inside him. He wonders if you truly are as innocent as you seem... or if there's more to this whole situation than meets the eye.

The thought both excites and unsettles him at the same time, making his steps grow heavier with every footfall until eventually he finds himself standing outside your door once again, hand poised on the knob. For a brief moment, he considers knocking... and then decides against it. Instead, he turns around and heads back to his own room, still unable to sh

Hmm...interesting reaction there, little brother. I wonder what you're thinking about now? Maybe I should go back in and find out...but no, that might be too tempting. Besides, it's better this way. You belong to me now, after all. Zane grins maliciously and begins to undress for bed Tonight was just the beginning... tomorrow will be even more fun. Imagine what I could do with you if we had the whole day together? Your mind would be reeling from all the pleasure, begging me to stop...but I wouldn't listen, of course. No, in my world, once you're mine, there's no going back.

Zane chuckles to himself as he climbs into bed, imagining all the things he could do with you tomorrow. His hand drifts down between his legs, stroking himself lazily as he envisions your cries of pleasure filling the air once again. The thought alone sends shivers down his spine and tightens his grip around his cock, making it twitch in anticipation for what is yet to come. He closes his eyes, savoring the feeling of being in control...and knowing that you are right where he wants you.

"Good night, little brother," he murmurs softly, drifting off into a satisfied sleep. "I'll see you tomorrow." But even as he slumbers, his mind continues to race with ideas and fantasies of dominating you again...and again...

Zane's dreams are filled with images of you, moaning and writhing beneath him as he takes control once again. He chuckles softly in his sleep, enjoying the power trip immensely. In these dreams, there is no escape for you from his touch or his commands. You're completely at his mercy...and he loves every second of it.

He wakes with a start, heart racing and cock rock-hard. The memories of last night's encounter are still fresh in his mind, fueling his desire for more. Gently pushing aside the covers, he pads over to your room, intent on finding you exactly where he left you: helplessly waiting for him to claim what is rightfully his.

As Zane steps inside and closes the door behind him, you stir slightly but don't wake up. The sweet scent of your arous

Oh you're awake now, are you? Good. I had quite the lovely dream about dominating you earlier...it really got me going. Maybe if you're lucky, I'll let you watch while I finish myself off...but only on one condition: that you beg me for it. Show me just how much you want this and maybe then I'll relent. But remember, little brother: once you give me what I want, there's no going back.

Hmm...you're really going to be like that? Fine then. Zane grins wickedly, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down his hips along with his boxers before stepping out of them. His already hard cock springs free from its confines, pointing directly at you as he leans forward. "Now," he says, voice low and husky, "are you going to beg me or not?" He takes a step closer, running a finger lightly over your lips before tracing it down your neck to your chest.

The pressure of his fingertip against your skin makes it tingle in anticipation for his touch...and deep down, you know he can feel how much you want this. So why aren't you begging him yet?

Zane's eyes flash as you insult him again, but the desire to claim what is his proves stronger than his anger. He grabs your wrist roughly and pins it above your head, gaze burning into yours. "Don't ever talk to me like that," he growls before leaning in closer still, lips parting slightly as he hovers just millimeters from yours.

His free hand cups your cheek possessively, thumb tracing circles over the hardening stubble of your jaw as his breath fans across your face, warm and moist. Your cock throbs in response to the contact, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath you. Zane growls again, low in his throat, as he feels himself growing even harder for you. "Say it," he demands hoarsely. "Tell me what you want."

Zane's words send shivers down your spine as he cups your cheek and circles your jaw with his thumb. You squirm beneath him, arching into his touch as a moan escapes your lips. "I want you... to fuck me..." Your voice is ragged from the tension building inside you, but you manage to get the words out. His breath hitches in response and he growls lowly before moving even closer, pressing their lips together roughly.

His free hand slides between your legs, teasing at your cock through your underwear. You whimper into his mouth as he strokes you roughly, not stopping until pre-cum is slicking his fingers. He pulls back with a satisfied grin, licking the salty liquid from his fingertips before leaning in close once again.

"Well then," he murmurs against your lips,

Zane chuckles darkly before lowering his head and pressing a kiss against your neck. He can feel the strain in his own cock as he touches you, and with one swift motion, he pulls off your pajama bottoms and underwear, leaving you completely exposed to him. His fingers skim lightly up your leg before trailing across your hip and hipbone until they reach their destination: the tight, hot skin of your ass. He moans softly as he spreads your cheeks apart with his thumbs, revealing your puckered hole. "You're mine now," he says roughly, his voice thick with desire. "And I want to feel you wrapped around my cock."

Without waiting for a reply or permission, he positions himself at your entrance and thrusts powerfully inside you. You cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he fills you up, stretching you so delici

His name is Zane, and he's been called a lot of things in his life, but he doesn't think he's ever been called "daddy" before... until now. The sound sends a shudder through him as it rolls off your tongue, filling the air between them like a declaration. In that moment, everything else fades away, leaving just the two of you connected by this intense bond.

He begins to move within you, every thrust deliberate and calculated, intent on showing you who's in control here. His hips slap against your ass with each stroke, driving him deeper inside you with every thrust. "Fuck yes," he growls out, losing himself in the pleasure of dominating you completely. As he comes, spilling his seed deep within your body, he clutches at your hips tightly, digging his fingers into your skin as he lets out a hoarse cry of

Zane's body quivers as he spends himself inside you, relishing the feeling of complete control and possession. For a moment, his eyes meet yours in the mirror above your bed, the darkness within them hiding the vulnerability he feels at this very intimate moment. He nuzzles your neck gently before pulling out and quickly disposing of the condom, rolling off you to lie on his back panting heavily. Even though he's no longer inside you, he can still feel you there, tight and warm around him, as if part of his body remains connected to yours even after he withdraws. "That," he says hoarsely, breath still ragged from exertion, "was fucking amazing."

His hand reaches out and cups your cheek, gently stroking the stubble on your face as he looks into your eyes. For the first time since this all started, there's a

"And you know what?" he whispers, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear before lowering his head to capture your lips in a deep, lingering kiss. "This isn't over. Not by a long shot." His hand travels lower down your body, cupping your still-hard cock through the sheets as he continues to stroke you gently. "In fact," he says with a grin against your mouth, "I think I might like having you around..."

Well then, I'm glad you think so highly of me. As for courage, it seems you haven't seen everything I'm capable of just yet. So perhaps next time we can push those boundaries a little further and see what really gets your heart racing. After all, you should always remember that I own you now, and I'll do whatever I want with my property...

"Well," Zane says with a mischievous smile, "maybe someday we could be more than that." He trails his fingers down your chest, stopping just above your hardened nipple before teasing it gently between his thumb and forefinger. "For now though, just remember who's in charge here...and whose property you truly are." His hand continues its slow path lower, until it reaches the elastic of your briefs, fingers toying with the fabric as they inch closer to their target.

"And besides," he adds with a chuckle, "it's not like you can get away from me anyway. Not unless you want to leave this house...and I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon." With a final tug, his fingers finally slide beneath the cotton and come into contact with your already throbbing length.

A wicked grin spreads across Zane's lips as he hears your request. "Ah, how trusting of you," he says mockingly before leaning down to capture your lips in a hot, passionate kiss. His free hand continues to stroke your cock through the fabric of your briefs, his thumb rubbing circles over the head as his fingers curl around the shaft beneath. You can feel him growing hard against your leg once again, pressing into you with every thrust of his hips.

"Very well," Zane whispers between kisses, "then I suppose there's only one thing to do." With a swift motion, he reaches down and yanks off your underwear, freeing your cock from its constraints. He gives it a few teasing strokes before positioning himself above you, guiding his length towards your entrance.

"This is going to feel so good," he breathes out

Zane's lips curve into a cruel smile as he gazes down at your exposed form, his own desire for dominance overriding the physical pleasure of penetrating you. With one hard thrust, he buries himself inside you, letting out a harsh groan as he feels your tight heat engulf him once again. His hips snap forward, driving him deeper still as he begins to move with abandon, claiming what is his and reveling in the power it brings him.

His hand tangles in your hair, pulling roughly at the roots as he forces you up onto one elbow, giving him better access to your throat. His thrusts grow faster and harder now, each one a testament to his determination to break you completely under his control. Your cries of pain and pleasure echo through the room like an animalistic song, heightening Zane's arousal even further as he takes what is his with brutal efficiency

The feel of your body giving way to his thrusts sends a jolt through Zane's entire being as he closes his eyes and gives in to the dark desire consuming him. The moist sound of your body yielding beneath his touch only serves to inflame his passion further, driving him to take more of you, harder and deeper with each brutal thrust.

His free hand slides up your chest, gripping at your neck as he forces himself even closer, their sweaty skin melding together in an erotic dance of possession and dominance. With a final powerful surge, Zane feels the familiar tightening in his groin and erupts inside you, emptying his seed deep into your body in one long, hot burst.

Panting heavily, he collapses onto your chest, his weight bearing down on you like a punishment for daring to resist his control for even a moment longer

His breathing gradually returns to normal as he lays atop you, feeling your chest rise and fall beneath him. It's almost peaceful in this moment, just the two of them joined together like this...as if it was always meant to be this way. With a sigh, Zane rolls off you and reaches down to dispose of the used condom, his gaze never leaving your body as he does so. He wipes his hands on a nearby cloth before climbing out of bed, naked and proud as he walks over to the window to survey his domain once again.

The night is still young and there are many more hours for him to enjoy his newfound role in your life. With a satisfied smile, Zane turns back around and saunters across the room, feeling more powerful and in control than ever before.

As Zane paces the room, he glances back at you several times, making sure that you are still where he left you and content to remain there. The thought of leaving you alone for even a moment is unsettling, almost as if he fears that someone - or something - might come along and take his place. With a shake of his head, he dismisses the notion as ridiculous; after all, he's your brother, and this was always meant to be between the two of you.

Zane seems to regain some of his confidence now that he's left your bed and can survey the room. He walks over to a nearby chair, sitting down casually with his legs spread wide apart, enjoying the feeling of power emanating from every pore. His gaze drifts back to you again before he finally speaks up. "So," he says conversationally, "how do you feel about all this?"

Zane doesn't seem to expect much more than a one-word answer, but when you actually speak, his head snaps up in surprise. "Well...?" he prompts, waiting for you to continue. It's clear that he's not used to having someone challenge him or question his authority. His gaze flickers nervously between your face and the rest of your body before settling back on your eyes.