“You love it when I choke you.”
He wrapped a hand around my neck. I cum, instantly. My body thrashes, my mouth coming up to kiss and slide around his cock for several moments. . That’s what love is.
“I-I love it when you c-ch-choke me.”
“You know I’d never hurt you…more than you wanted.”
“I know you’d never hurt m-me more than I w-wanted.”
“You like it if I slap you a bit.”
“I’d love it if you’d s-slap me a-a bit.”
Right away, he slaps me. I cum again, thrashing, breathing hard, licking his cock right above me. He slaps one more time, a little less playfully. It stings. I cum anyway—I love it when he slaps me!
“You know you deserve it.”
“I know I deserve it.”
With a groan, the crystal moves away and he shoves his big fat meat inside of my mouth. With everything he has, he fucks my gorgeous plump teenage mouth like it's a hot pussy. His hands clasp around my throat, using that grip to drive my helplessly obedient body into his crotch. I’m nothing but his total plaything. I love that he has such perfect control.
“This is for sophomore year,” he grunts, fucking me as hard as he possibly can. My mouth remains a perfect vacuum.
“And for junior year…”
His fucking intensifies. I can’t even believe it!
“…And for senior year…”
If he fucked me any harder, he’d probably start leaving bruises. I would love it if he did. But instead he cums explosively, his seed piling down my throat, and then he pulls out and sprays all over my face.
“Thank you Master,” I gasp out, my voice somewhat raspy. “Thank you!”
“I’m not done with you,” he says.
“That’s wonderful, Master,” I sigh dreamily.
Such stamina!
Flipping me over onto all fours, he slides his semi-hard cock into my soaking wet pussy. Inside its hot, tight warmth, he gets fully hard again almost immediately…and especially so when his hand finds its way around my throat again.
My Master just loves to choke me, to show me how he owns me so completely. That's wonderful. I want him to revel in his ownership of me.
“You cum for me, you fucking sister slave,” he commands me. “You cum at each and every stroke.”
He thrusts his hot, perfect hardness inside of me. I cum instantly, of course, following orders. A low, hot squeal exits my mouth, my mind overtaken by hot wonderful bliss. His big brother cock is so very wonderfully good. It fits in my special sister cunt so perfectly. I’ve never felt anything so hard and full in my life. I wish I could hold the fullness of him inside of me forever. With a raunchy moan, he begins to pump in my cunt with hot rhythm.
I cum with each and every stroke. I can’t help it. His cock pushes so hard against my clit, and he ordered me to cum for him, besides!
He pulls me backward with his grip on my throat—I’m soooo very flexible from my four hours of yoga a day—so that my face is right next to his. His free hand then comes around again with the crystal. I cum, thrashing in his grip, just from seeing it, just from his brother cock thrusting inside of me, and from knowing what he’s about to do. I love being hypnotized so much now.
Instantly upon seeing the crystal, I feel the ocean of his will surround me. I am nothing but his toy, his puppet; I am the reflection of his will in this world. That is all I long to be and want to be.
That feeling, combined with the constant orgasms provided from his cock sliding in and out of me, put me on another plane of existence. Every single thrust in my pussy feels like he is fucking reality itself, dominating it like he absolutely should. He deserves this. He deserves me.
“I’m the best you’ve ever had, sis.”
“The best I’ve ever had! You’re so fucking right! I love you!”
He fucks my pussy harder, wrapping his hand tight around my throat.
“I’m way better than anyone else.”
He so fucking is! It's getting harder and harder to breathe. I don't care.
“You’re way better than anyone else!”
“I’m better than him. You know who. Say it.”
“You’re better than Daddy!”
My voice is ragged, tiny. How could I possibly breath when there's so much pleasure pumping in my body? With his hand on my throat, I breath pleasure now.
“You don’t care about him anymore!”
“I don’t care about him at all!”
“You only care about what I want, and how to please me.”
“I only care about pleasing you!”
He erupts inside of me, squeezing me one last time around my throat. I love it. His precious hot, white brothercum fills up my cunt, and finally his grip releases a bit. I gasp in sweet air, my heart rate skyrocketing. Everything I am, my brother owns and possesses. He even owns my right to breathe. That's so delicious.