“You have a slave?”
“It’s complicated.”
No, it wasn’t. My sister’s pink flowered tattooed above her shaved pussy as enticing as her snatch itself. I’d never voluntarily sucked a man’s cock before. My body quivered, my pussy clenching. And do it all with a smile on his lips. To flood her. He wasn’t entirely bloodless. I hated the way my body responded to his body like it would for Sven, the heat growing in my pussy. Kora’s eyes flicked open. “I’m so glad you own me, Master.”
The audience spurred me to pleasure my sister with all my skill, to thrust my cock into her depths and feel her quiver around me. The smiling face of my little sister blossomed in my mind. “My sweet Kora.”
“Sven!” She said my name like a charm, a prayer. I ground my pussy into her mouth, moaning out my pleasure, bemused as the delight rippled through me. They whipped me and beat me and forced me to do so many nasty things.
