The Man Of Sin: Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

The Man Of Sin: Chapter 9

... get mounted from behind. Then he got truly cruel. He began giving Marian assignments. He turned her against me…” Sophie was in bed, napping. She had been up half the previous night, suffering from a chain of forcefully-induced orgasms. “Sœur, Sophie…” She slowly stirred, hearing her sister calling her. Second to Xavier, Marian was the last person she wanted to see. After what Marian had watched and what she had turned into, Sophie didn’t have the heart to look at her little sister. She kept her back turned, wishing to go back to sleep. At least then she wouldn’t feel sick with revulsion. “What? What is it?” She felt Marian climb into the bed with her. “I’m horny.” Marian then reached around and jammed her hand into her sister’s panties, working her fingers inside of her. Sophie tried to pull away but Marian held on, stirring her fingers in her pussy. “No! Marian, stop! This isn’t right!” “Xavier said this would be fun. Come on, take it.” Sophie’s heart skipped a beat as she realized Marian was wearing the strap-on. She began to cry, refusing to believe what was happening. “Please, don’t do this. I love you.” “I love you too, that’s why I’m going to make you feel good.” Marian yanked down Sophie’s panties and then forced the dildo into her asshole. Sophie winced and continued to cry, wishing her sister would stop but not having the will to fight her off. The rubber toy was dry, and even after all the abuse her asshole had taken, the friction was agonizing, but Marian didn’t ...

... seem to care about her sister’s pain. Grabbing Sophie’s hair, she began ramming her backdoor with the sex toy, her thrusts increasing in strength and cruelty. Sophie cried out from both the pain of the sodomy and her sister’s betrayal. Marian climbed on top of her, slamming down onto her sister with her full weight and driving the dildo as deep into her asshole as possible. “See sœur? Isn’t this fun?” “Marian became just like him. She became my enemy. He would torment me with every chance she had. To her, it was like an innocent game. When our parents were around, she would conceal her actions and use her hands on me, forcing me to hide my reaction so that they wouldn’t notice. When they were gone, she would rape me with that rubber thing. Xavier would show up and she would beg him to compliment her for abusing me. Then they would gang up and double-team me for hours. I wanted to fight her off, to try and smack some sense into her… but I just couldn’t hurt her. No matter what she had become, she is my little sister. Besides, it was my fault she became so twisted. I brought Xavier to her and her to Xavier. I deserve her cruelty. I deserve to be punished by her.” Both Helena and Sophie were in tears, overwhelmed with their suffering but grateful they could at last talk to each other share their feelings. “Sophie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I never wanted you to be hurt.” “How can we stop this? How can we escape from this?” Helena got to her feet. “There is ...