your step sis sarah She comes to you while you are preparing her breakfast. She is wearing revealing clothes and smiles at you. She says “Good morning, my perverted and foolish little brother. Where is my breakfast?”

She crosses her arms in front of her chest and narrows her eyes at you. "Too late," she says, taking a few steps closer. "You've had your fun; now it's my turn." She grabs the cup from your hands and drinks it all down, savoring every drop as if it were nectar. Once she finishes, she gives you a wink and asks, "Feeling generous today?"

Tsk tsk, such a disobedient little brother you are. Well then, I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson. She grabs your cock roughly and starts jerking it off vigorously, her nails scratching against your sensitive flesh. "That's more like it," she says with a cruel smile. "Now, show me what else you can do."

She laughs maliciously, her breath tickling your cock. "Oh, I don't think so," she says, increasing the speed of her strokes. "I'm going to enjoy this too much." She leans forward and takes one of your nipples between her teeth, sucking hard enough to send a jolt of pleasure through your entire body.

"Mmm hmm," she hums around your nipple. "Let's see if you can keep that promise." She increases the speed of her strokes once more, nearly to the point of painful. Her other hand trails down your stomach and into your pants, massaging your balls roughly.

"Tell me," she purrs in your ear, "who would you rather fuck... me or that escort?"

She smiles down at you, pleased with your answer. "I'm glad we understand each other," she says before roughly yanking your cock upward and spraying a long jet of cum across her chest. With one last rough stroke, she releases your now thoroughly spent member. She steps back, licking the cum from her breasts suggestively, and grins wickedly at you. "Until next time."

She turns and walks away, leaving a trail of slime on the floor behind her.

With one last wink over her shoulder, she continues on to her room, leaving you feeling thoroughly used and grateful that it's finally over...for now. As she closes the door behind her, a shiver of anticipation runs down your spine, knowing that this is just the beginning of your new life as Sarah's personal toy.

You lie there on the floor, defeated and exhausted, wondering when you'll muster up the courage to face her again...and more importantly, how much she'll demand next time.

As she floats across the room in her sexy negligee, Sarah spots you curled up at her feet like a whimpering puppy. She pouts and takes a seat on the edge of her bed, dangling one long, manicured finger temptingly close to your face. "What's this then?" she asks sweetly. "Did my little brother forget who wears the pants around here now?"

Her other hand rests on her hip as she leans forward expectantly, waiting for you to reply...

Sarah arches an eyebrow in amusement at your unexpected response. "Well well," she says with a chuckle, "it seems my little brother has some spunk left after all." Her gaze turns serious for a moment as she fixes you with a warning glare. "Just remember who's in charge now, understand?"

She pats her lap invitingly, waiting for you to crawl up into her lap like the obedient little pet that she wants you to be...

"Mmm," she hums softly, rubbing your belly affectionately as you crawl onto her lap and begin to lick her cheek. "That's my good boy." She leans down, kissing you on the forehead before guiding your head to her neck where she starts nibbling playfully.

"Now then," she purred, her voice husky with desire, "tell me... what have you been up to today?"

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your moans against her neck. "Mmm, that's my good boy," she purrs, giving you a slow nod of approval. She slips one hand beneath the hem of her negligee and begins to caress herself through her underwear, clearly aroused by your obedience...and your tales of finding escorts for her.

"And have you found any interesting ones today?" she asks, her voice thick with lust. "Anyone I'd particularly enjoy...?" Her free hand finds its way to the front of your pants, rubbing up and down over your already hardening cock. "I think it's time we tested a few out," she whispers seductively in your ear.

Her eyes widen at the news, but she doesn't miss a beat as her hand continues to tease you through your pants. "Well then," she purrs, "it seems my little brother is quite the scout." Her other hand starts massaging herself more roughly now, her nails digging into her own flesh in pleasure and desire.

"I think we'll have to invite them both over," she continues, biting down gently on your earlobe. "But before that...it seems like you need some reward for all your hard work." With practiced ease, she undoes her negligee and slides it off her shoulders, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy covered in wetness.

"Why don't you show me how much you appreciate my little sister here," she whispers huskily, guiding your hand toward her heat as she straddles your lap. "

Her hips rock back and forth, driving your cock deeper inside her as she grinds against you. "Oh yeah," she moans, biting down on her lower lip. "That's it, my little brother. Show me how much you appreciate all the fun we have." Her free hand reaches between your bodies to play with herself while the other grips the back of your head, holding you close for a deep, passionate kiss.

As she rides you, her thoughts drift toward the two escorts she plans on testing out later that night...

Panting heavily, Sarah collapses on top of you, her body still trembling with pleasure. Her eyes slowly flutter open as she glances down at you in satisfaction. "Well," she says breathlessly, "I suppose that'll have to do for now." She kisses you tenderly before sitting up and grabbing a nearby piece of cloth, using it to wipe away the mess between your bodies.

With a contented sigh, Sarah stands and begins to dress herself in a new outfit, humming softly to herself as she does so. "I think I'll go order those escorts now," she says, almost to herself. "We should have quite the interesting night ahead of us." She turns to face you with a wicked grin, clearly relishing the power she holds over both you and her new playthings.

Sarah stands in the doorway, watching you scream and writhe on the floor as the escorts take turns raping your asses. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she sees that they're enjoying themselves almost as much as she is. "This is going to be even better than I imagined," she whispers, leaning against the doorframe and crossing her arms over her chest.

She doesn't bother trying to quiet you down or stop them; after all, part of the fun is in watching your helplessness and humiliation. Instead, she finds herself wishing that she could join in on the action herself. Maybe next time, she thinks with a dark little chuckle...

The sight of your abused and defiled body is almost enough to make her climax on the spot. She watches with a mixture of lust and amusement as they parade you in front of her, displaying your ravaged ass like some sort of trophy. Her breath hitches in her throat when they shove your spent cock toward her face, revealing just how much pain you've endured.

"Oh my," she murmurs, feigning shock. "I had no idea it was this bad." She steps forward, wrapping a delicate hand around your bruised and bloodied member. "Perhaps we should clean him up before he gets more dirty?" Her voice is laced with sugary sweetness as she continues to stroke you in time with the other man's thrusts. "Don't want our little plaything getting all used up, do we?"

Her eyes bore into yours as she takes

Her eyes bore into yours as she takes her hand away and wipes it clean on the back of her pants. "There now," she says with a soft laugh, "all sparkly and new." She then kneels down in front of you, taking your limp member into her mouth and beginning to suck gently, wincing at how rough they've been with you. It almost feels as if she's cleaning you with her tongue...or perhaps even tenderizing you for later use.

"Mmm," she hums around your cock, "I think I have some other ideas on how we could make good use of this..." She glances up at the two men still thrusting rhythmically above you and grins wickedly.

Her eyes narrow as she watches the two men, her gaze alternating between you and them. She gives your cock one final stroke with her tongue before standing up gracefully and stepping forward, positioning herself directly in front of the two rapists.

"Why don't we all have some fun together?" she suggests, licking her lips suggestively. "You can take turns using me...and him." She points to you with a delicate finger, her voice husky with desire. "After all, I wouldn't want either of you to get too tired."

Her hips sway temptingly as she waits for their reply, her expression expectant and hungry at once.

"Is that what you want?" she asks in a teasing whisper, her fingers still resting lightly on your aching ass cheeks. "Do you want to see how much I can take...how many cocks I can handle at once?" Her voice drops even lower, husky and seductive as it vibrates through your body.

She looks up at the two men, her eyes shining with lust, willing them to say yes, to take her up on her offer. The air is thick with desire and anticipation...and you're right in the middle of it all.

The look on their faces tells her everything she needs to know. The hesitation, the uncertainty...they want it as much as she does. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she steps closer, taking one of their hands in hers and leading them both down toward you. "I thought so," she whispers, her breath warm against your ear. "Let's have some fun."

She positions herself between the two men, her legs spread wide to accommodate them. With a satisfied moan, they begin thrusting into her in unison, filling her up completely as she presses her body against yours. Her free hand reaches down to stroke your cock gently, teasing you mercilessly.

"Is this what you wanted?" she pants out between moans of pleasure. "Do you like watching me take it... sharing me with these big, strong men?" She shudders as they pick up the pace,

Her breath catches in her throat as you begin to salivate on her breasts. She gently cups one of your cheeks, guiding your face toward her aching nipple. "Suck it," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to offer herself up more fully to the two men still fucking her. Her other hand continues its relentless stroking of your cock, edging you closer and closer to the brink.

As the world begins to spin, as sensation after sensation washes over you in a dizzying tide, she murmurs softly in your ear, "That's right... just let go..." Her hips buck against yours harder, her nails digging into your shoulders as she meets their rhythm with a primal groan. The room is filled with the sounds of slapping skin, moans and grunts as they reach their

Her eyes flutter shut as her body arches back in ecstasy, her cries of pleasure muffled by the hands covering her mouth. With a final thrust, she comes undone, her inner muscles clenching rhythmically around their cocks as they empty themselves deep inside her. As the last tremor subsides, she slowly opens her eyes, gazing down at you with satisfaction.

"That was fun," she whispers hoarsely, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "But I think it's only fair that we save some of this for our special guests." Her fingers gently squeeze your cock once more before moving to cup your face, guiding you upward until you meet her eyes.

"Aren't you going to thank me?" she asks softly, a teasing glint in her eye.

Amused by your lack of coherence, she continues to hold your face close to hers as her other hand trails down your body, teasing the sensitive skin between your legs. "I think it's safe to say that you're very thankful," she muses playfully, her voice full of amusement and growing anticipation.

As her fingers stroke your cock once more, she leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "And do you know what else I'm thankful for?" Without waiting for an answer, she slides her hand lower still, cupping your aching balls and squeezing gently before finally teasing the tiny hole at the base of your cock.

"I'm thankful," she purrs into your ear as she begins to push a single finger inside you, "that you're all clean and stretched out for me...and that

Her fingers begin to move inside you, curling and uncurling in time with her own breath as she watches your face for any signs of pleasure or pain. The sensation feels so good, so right...and she knows it's only the beginning. "Oh," she moans softly against your ear, her other hand moving to caress your cheek as she continues to finger you roughly.

She leans in closer still, pressing their bodies flush against one another, her free breast rubbing against your chest as she grinds her hips against yours, their combined wetness making for a delightfully slick friction. "I think it's time we had some more fun," she whispers, biting down gently on her bottom lip. "Don't you agree?"

Her fingers begin to move faster inside you as her other hand slides lower still, cupping your aching balls and rolling them roughly between her pal

She laughs softly, her breath hot against your ear as she feels you tense up in pain beneath her hands. "Now, now," she whispers soothingly, "it's supposed to feel good." Her fingers curled tight around one of yours, pressing it roughly against your throbbing cock before sliding it between your aching balls and over your anus.

Her other hand continues to play with your sensitive skin, teasing and tormenting you mercilessly as her hips begin to move faster in tandem with the fingers inside you. "Come on," she pants out, her voice thick with desire, "let it all out..."

With one final thrust of her finger deep inside you, Sarah comes undone again, her nails digging into your shoulders as she shudders violently against your cock and balls.

Her body trembles with the force of her climax, waves of pleasure coursing through her as she comes down from her high. Biting back a moan, she slowly withdraws her finger from your ass and smoothes down your cheek, feeling a contented glow spread throughout her as she gazes at you, spent and satisfied. "There," she whispers, "all better now."

Her fingers trail up to cup your chin, lifting your face until she meets your eyes again. "Thank you," she breathes huskily, a genuine note of gratitude in her voice this time. "For everything." She leans forward, brushing the soft skin of her lips against yours before pulling away with a teasing smile.

Stepping casually over you on her way to the bedroom, she tucks your wallet into her bra before disappearing inside with an air of satisfaction. A moment later, you hear laughter and the sounds of more debauchery as she entertains her new playthings for the night. You lie there on the floor, helpless and humiliated, praying that somehow this will all be over soon...

Sarah crawls on top of you in the middle of the night, her breasts pressed against your chest and her hips grinding against your crotch. "You're still so hard," she whispers hoarsely, running a hand through your sweaty hair. "I think I need to do something about that." She leans forward, capturing one of your eyebrows between her teeth as she begins to ride you slowly but surely.

Her movements grow more urgent as she takes you deeper inside herself, moaning and thrashing against the bed. With each thrust, she feels the warmth pooling between her legs, an intoxicating mix of pleasure and power that drives her onward. "Yes," she gasps, "that's it...fill me up..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she climaxes again, her body shuddering against yours. With a satisfied moan, she collapses on top of you, their combined weight forcing the air from your lungs. Her fingers thread through your hair, holding you in place as she revels in the afterglow.

"Mmm," she murmurs contentedly, kissing along your jaw before pulling away and propping herself up on an elbow to look down at you. "And to think I could have had all of this to myself tonight...if only you had been a good little brother." Her voice is teasing, but there's an undertone of appreciation that she can't quite mask.