Aubrey sat on her couch, her legs crossed behind her as she flipped through Netflix, wondering what to watch next. She knew James was coming home soon, which was always extremely exciting for her. She had a very high sex drive, and each time he came home from school, she loved to see how far she could push him.
Aubrey was a petite girl with long, black hair, which she kept mainly straight and silky. She was slim and very short with pale skin, and was usually pretty quiet around people she didn’t know very well. Most people ignored her at school, mostly reducing her to a bystander that constantly wore black and simple clothing, but when she was at home and with her family, she unleashed most of her personality.
She was currently in college and living with her older brother in a simple apartment. He had started two years before her, and she had followed him, mostly because he was and had always been her favorite person. James was a gentle giant. He was 6’6” and very muscular with an easy going smile and dark brown hair. He treated her like a princess at all times, which she appreciated when she wasn’t horny, but most of the time she wanted to see how far she could push him. The thing was, she knew he had a darker side to him. She’d seen it come out a few times, mostly when he wanted to protect someone he cared about.
She’s seen him with his friends in high school, going up to a bully and punching him square in the face without a second thought. It was like he had a dark side to him, one that could be flicked on at any moment if someone just pushed the right buttons.
She didn’t know where exactly this fascination came from. She was a masochist, but it wasn’t really something she’d randomly discovered one day. It was from watching her older brother, and fantasizing about what he could do to her with such a big body, and so much strength within his grasp. She wanted to explore her needs alongside him, to push both of them beyond their breaking point - then do it over and over again.
It would almost be a healing process for him, knowing that he could do whatever he wanted to his sister, and she would bear every part of it, and let him unleash all of his rage on her small body without a single complaint.
It was a game of cat and mouse, and one she was going to succeed in while they had the whole apartment to themselves every day for the next two years.
She had already gotten him beyond his comfort zone, in that he finally began seeing her in a sexual light. She started as soon as she moved in, really. She would ‘accidentally’ walk around the house naked, not knowing he was home, or masturbate loudly in her room so he would be able to hear every second of it. She eventually asked him out on a date, which he refused immediately. He told her it was wrong, that they would never be able to take it back if they got to that point, that they would regret it. Then she kissed him and fondled his crotch, and that was the end of that.
She still had to initiate the sex every time, but he’s gotten more and more into it as time went on, and though they weren’t necessarily in a proper relationship, the sex was what she really wanted from him. They’d gone all the way three times at this point, just two weeks after she had moved in, though it had all been vanilla. She had to take her time, afterall. She didn’t want to scare him and tell him what she really needed from all of this.
She pulled a blanket around her waist and paused the film she had chosen, wanting to only start it when James came home.
The door unlocked at exactly 4:15 p.m., and she smiled as he filtered in, wearing a baggy hoodie and slightly ripped jeans. “James!” She exclaimed, “I feel like I’ve been waiting forever…”
“Well, you made me go get burritos after school, so what did you expect?” He said, setting his bag down. He walked to the fridge to grab some drinks, but she shook her head.
“All ready for you. Look, I already chose a movie, too,” she sighed contently, “I love Fridays so much. We got a full weekend of playing video games and fucking each other’s brains out.”
He narrowed his eyes at her, but made his way to the couch, “I hate when you say things like that.” He sat down, and she grabbed a burrito from his hand. “We really need to stop having sex, Aubrey. What if someone finds out?”
She pouted, and stuffed the first bite into her mouth, moaning as she did. “I don’t care if someone finds out. You’ll just beat them up for me.”
He rolled his eyes, “I’m not beating anyone up.”
“Hmm… what about me? Will you beat me up?” She said it in a joking fashion, but was a hundred percent serious, and wondered if she would be able to push him to do exactly that tonight.
“No. No I won’t.” He replied curtly, and stuffed his own burrito in his mouth.
She began playing the movie, and when finished her meal, pulled the blanket on top of him, and inserted her body under his arm. They had done this ever since they were little, and it had always been a safe place for her. Somewhere warm and comforting where no one can get to her.
The movie was almost over when she began stroking his cock through his jeans. He looked down at her with an exasperated expression, but didn’t move to stop it. She eventually pulled down his fly and began peeling his pants off, so his cock would have more room to expand.
She reached into his boxers and pulled it out, now staring at it instead of the movie. It was impressive every time she saw it. She had always fantasized about it in the past, wondering what it really looked like - and it was as big as his shoe size, but even her imagination couldn’t come close to how big it really was. It was as big as she’s seen on guys in porn, and it made her so deliciously wet every time she touched or smelt it.
The first time he entered her, right in the pussy, was absolutely orgasmic. He expanded her so wide she didn’t think she would ever go back to normal. The mix of the pain and pleasure made her realize that she needed more pain in her life, and the way he lost control from how tight she was still drove her crazy to think about to this day.
She began playing with it now, stroking from the base to the tip with her small hands. He got harder and harder, and she knew he was probably barely paying attention to the movie anymore.
The credits began rolling, and she used the precum on the tip of his cock to help her hand move faster down his erection. Frustrated that she could barely get her entire hand around it, she began using her other hand so she was now stroking him with both. She was fully getting into it now, with her ass sticking out of the blanket as she leaned over him.
He let out a low groan as he said, “what am I going to do with you, Aubrey?”
“Fuck me until I scream?” She teased.
“Were you even paying attention to the movie?” He asked. She wrapped her mouth around his tip and gave it a hard suck, and shook her head. “Should we move this to the bedroom, then?” She nodded, her mouth still around him like a kitten in heat.
He pushed her back slightly and stood up, his jeans still wrapped around his legs. He pulled it off along with his socks, turned around and lifted her up princess style. She giggled as he walked to the bedroom. It was supposed to be his originally, but she forced her way into it on her very first night, and now the other bedroom was completely empty.
He tossed her onto the bed, and she immediately began taking off her clothes. She was wearing matching pajamas, a button up top and silky shorts, which were tossed to the other side of the room. She went on her knees and wrapped her arm around his neck, kissing him with everything she had.
He kissed her back, with both of their tongues pushing against each other’s as they had in the past few weeks. She began stroking down his body, feeling all of the muscular arches of him, and loving how powerful he felt at all times, even beneath a hoodie. He tried to push further into her, but she pulled back, creating a saliva trail in between them. She gave him the biggest teasing smirk she possibly could and said, “I have an idea for today…”
“I don’t like your ideas,” he said, already frowning. “It’s what led us to this in the first place.” And that’s why I made you horny first… so you’ll be more receptive. She thought.
She batted her lashes and said, “I was wondering if we could explore… a more kinky side today.”
“Kinky side?” He asked.
“Yeah… I want you to let all your anger out on me,” Aubrey said. “I want to see you lose control.”
“I don’t have any anger, Aubrey,” James said, “and besides, even if I did, I wouldn’t hurt my little sister like that.”
She pouted. “Will you do it? For me? I just want to see what it’s like…” Pouting seemed to always make things go her way when it came to James.
“I’ve never done it before with anyone,” he admitted.
“You’ve barely been in any relationships,” she said, knowing this for a fact. They knew almost everything about each other. “We can explore this together.”
“Aubrey…”
She pouted harder, then poked him in the stomach, and again with the other hand. “What if I kept poking you? If I’m annoying enough maybe you’ll break.”
James had had enough. He growled in frustration, lifted her up, and flipped her so her ass was sticking out at him. He took off his hoodie, tossing it to the side so he was just wearing his boxers, and looked down at his little sister’s ass. It was absolutely gorgeous, round and perky and so soft, and he had secretly imagined spanking it a few times. Now, he was going to do so, particularly because she was being such a big brat.
He lifted his hand and began rubbing her right cheeks, slowly and gently. She had always been very impatient, and began making whiny noises as she wiggled her ass against his rough hands. His hand was so large compared to her ass that it was practically the same size, and he wondered quite sadistically if that would make it even more painful. She was still wearing her lace panties, a red thong that barely covered her, and he could already see how soaking wet she was.
That was what the issue was, really. He had been trying desperately to stop himself from exploring his sister, to stop thinking of her in a sexual fashion, but she was so needy all the time, so desperate for his touch, that he found himself absolutely unable to say no to her. She was always trying to push him, to press the right buttons to make him lose control, almost like she could read exactly what he needed at all times, even though he was not aware of it himself.
He pushed his thumb into her cunt, feeling the insides of her quiver and clench around him. “You’re already so fucking wet, little sis,” he said, his voice sounding much more gravelly.
“Always. Always for you,” she moaned. While having her slightly distracted, he pulled his finger out of her and gave her a hard smack on her ass. It wasn’t the hardest he could go, but the hardest he could go would probably break the bed. She jolted and slammed forwards, making a noise that was a mix of a whimper and a cry.
He let her go back into position, and said, “are you sure you want me to keep going?”
It was silent for a few seconds, and he wondered if he had pushed her too far. This was precisely why he didn’t want to do this. Why was she always forcing him to do stuff he wasn’t comfortable with?
Her reaction was not what he had expected whatsoever - she let out a long content sigh and said, “wow, that was amazing! Even better than I thought. Was that your hardest?” She asked eagerly.
There was already a bright red mark on her ass, and he looked at his handprint, feeling a sensation he hadn’t felt in a very long time. A sense of peace mixed with lust, like this was exactly what he was meant to be doing. “Not even close, sweetheart.”
“You can go stronger than this?” She asked.
“I don’t think you’ll be able to handle it,” he said. It wasn’t a boast, it was just him telling her the truth.
“Try me,” She began wiggling again, her ass swaying from side to side, begging to be slapped. He couldn’t take it. He had to do it. He smacked her on the other side, just as hard as before, and this time, mostly because she had expected it, she didn’t jolt forwards as much. “Gods I’m so turned on from this I feel like I could cum just from you spanking me…”
She didn’t have to beg again this time. “Hold onto the sheets. If you move even an inch I’ll slap you even harder.” Damn her. She brought something out in him even he hadn’t expected, and now it was too late for him to shove it back inside, where it clearly belonged.
She was absolutely soaking wet. So much so that it was dribbling down her soft thighs. He’d known her to be easily turned on, but this was the most he’d ever seen, other than the time he made her squirt with his fingers. He moved in between her legs and lapped up the juices, and before she could say anything, he slapped her again, at the same spot as last time. She let out a cry of shock, and he hit her again, even harder than the last. “Fuck that was hard…” she said, looking back at him.
He was shocked to see the tears forming in her eyes. It was such a contrast to her horny pussy, clearly begging for more. He felt very conflicted. Both of their bodies were telling him to do more. More, more, more. But his mind… it was begging for him to stop. “Count. Now,” he said, the words not really forming in his head.
She knew exactly what he wanted, though, because she began counting each slap. He alternated between harder and softer spanks, and sometimes moved to hit her thigh, or cup her pussy. She mewled and screamed and held onto the sheets, being a good girl and not moving a single inch, like he had asked.
This made him hit her even harder, wanting to see how much she could possibly take from him. The bed was creaking loudly, like it would break at any moment, and when he stopped, letting himself take a breath, he looked down to see her peachy round cheeks, so red he knew they were probably on fire.
He picked her up like she was a ragdoll and flipped her. As soon as her ass hit the sheets she gasped in pain. Even the soft sheets were too much for her sore ass to take. Good, she deserved all of it for being such a fucking tease with him.
He tore off her thong easily, ripping it and tossing it to the side, then pulled down his boxers. She watched him with a fascination, like she couldn’t believe this was her older brother.
He didn’t wait for her to do or say anything. In fact, even if she begged him to stop right now, he didn’t think he would have the ability to do so. He wanted to punish her, and he felt like a predator out for the kill, needing to satisfy his needs first before caring about anyone else.
He raised his hand and slapped her breast clean across. They were small like the rest of her body, but still enough for a handful if he wanted to grab her. She gasped, not expecting it, but her shocked expression quickly turned to lust. He wanted to slap the sly grin clean off of her face.
He shoved his cock inside of her, stretching her out to the extreme. “No one will ever fuck you like I do, do you understand me?” He growled. “I’m going to stretch you out so fucking wide you’ll never be able to satisfy yourself without me every again, you little teasing whore.” Up until this point, James had never been able to fit himself fully inside of her. Their size difference just made the task itself impossible. He had a few inches left to go, and though she had tried her hardest to fit him in, it just wasn’t happening.
He began slamming into her, not caring if it hurt or not. In fact, he preferred it if it hurt. He leaned down and grabbed her tits roughly, pinching her nipples until he could see the pain in her eyes. He let go and slapped her again, clean across her tits while continuing slamming into her.
He’d never seen his sister so fucking turned on. The more he abused her, the more she loved it. Her pupils were completely dilated, and she looked at him like he was some sort of God. Her pussy was drenching his cock so hard that he could slide into her with ease, and it helped him slam her faster and harder than he’d ever done before.
She closed her eyes as he continued, which pissed him the hell off. He wrapped his hand around her neck and began squeezing down, something he’d also never done before, but had seen in porn. She gasped, her mouth opened wide, and he leaned down so their noses were almost touching. “Open your eyes and watch me as I fuck you,” his voice didn’t even sound like him anymore. There was animosity to it, and it no longer contained the kind older brother.
She obeyed, and he could watch her every expression as he pounded into her. He squeezed her neck, so much so that he knew she was unable to breathe, and as soon as she reached her limit he let go slightly so she could suck in a fresh bout of air. “Is this what you wanted, you little slut? For me to lose control like this?” He asked, glaring down at her. “Now what are you going to do, huh? Can’t get out of this like you always do with your smart little mouth, can you?” She tried to shake her head, but couldn’t do so with him holding onto her so tight. “Good, sluts like you shouldn’t talk.”
He leaned down and slipped her nipple in his mouth, biting down on it so much he knew it would take days to heal. Every time he thought he was pushing her too much, her tight pussy would squeeze him harder, like it was begging for him to do more. Like no matter how much he abused her, it would never be enough.
He couldn’t take it anymore. She was too fucking wet, too fucking tight, and too needy. He needed to fill up her insides so she knew exactly who she belonged to. “Cum for me, Aubrey. I’m not going to ask a second time.” She moaned, loudly, like she had gotten the message, and he grabbed her on either side of her waist so he could really fuck her. He dug his short nails deep into her skin, carving it as his own, and began thrusting like his life depended on it.
Out of nowhere, she began moaning and screaming his name over and over, and he felt her pussy clench down on him like she never wanted to let him go. “I’m cumming… fuck…” Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and he could see her abs tightening and contracting at the same rhythm as her pussy clenching around him. Spurts of her juices poured out of her and covered his dick, and he let himself go as well. He could feel himself empty inside of her, and he closed his eyes, feeling wave after wave of cum empty out of his body. He didn’t know if he’d ever felt this good before. Something inside of him had been unleashed, and the pleasure that came with it was absolutely unbelievable.
It felt like a while before they both settled, and he pulled his softened cock out of her, immediately feeling the shame flood him.
She laid there, looking quite dazed, and he laid on the bed next to her, pulling her into him from behind so he was completely wrapped around her soft body. He leaned his head into her neck, breathing in her scent - a combination of lavender, sweat, and sex. “I’m sorry, Aubrey…” his voice had gone back to normal, though softer than usual.
She snuggled onto him, her ass pressing down on his crotch. “Sorry for what?”
“For going too rough on you,” he murmured into her, “I didn’t want to lose control like that.”
She chuckled and said, “I begged you to lose control, James. And that was exactly what you did. Don’t apologize.”
“You didn’t tell me to choke you. Or slap your tits,” he said, wincing at the image of what he did.
“God that was the best part! Not knowing what to expect,” she explained. “Did you feel how wet I was? I was desperate for more…”
“I didn’t know you were such a masochist,” he commented.
“Only for you,” was her simple response. That was the truth of it all. It was only for him that she wanted to do this stuff with. She wanted to be branded, claimed, for him to let out his wrath - and he did perfectly. Now, to see how far she could push him next.
Feeling a bit more reassured, he stood up and grabbed a warm towel and began cleaning her up. He rubbed some cream on her ass, remembering from some porn he watched that it would help, though she refused for him to do anything else to care for her. She told him she wanted to have the red marks around her neck for as long as possible. He grimaced when he saw the marks of his fingers. It was so clear what he had done to her, and he wanted the image out of his head.
He cuddled her until she was snoring, and left the room, picking up his latest video game so he wouldn’t have to feel the shame any longer.
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The next morning, Aubrey woke up with a huge smile on her face. James was still next to her, and she knew she would have to go shopping. She had something on her mind for a while, and after seeing James lose control like that the day before, she knew she would be able to push him to do this, as well.
She was back by midday, and slammed the brunch she had purchased along with coffee onto the counter. James was in the middle of a game, and she wrapped her arms around his body in a long embrace until he paused the game and looked at her. Sitting, they were exactly eye to eye level. “You look cheerful today,” he commented.
“Of course I am, I’m sporting some wicked marks, after all!” She picked up her hair and twirled so he could see the redness around her neck. “You should see my tits and ass, too. Completely red still. I even have some bruising.”
He frowned, “you’re making me feel worse.”
“Nah, I’m telling you you did awesome. Come, I brought breakfast.”
Aubrey was already feeling horny by the time they finished their meal, and was eager to commence the next step of her plan. “So, speaking of marks… I was wondering if we could play a little more today.”
He turned to face her with a deeply exacerbated look. “Seriously? You already know last night was too much for me.”
“And I don’t know how many times I have to tell you it was so perfect for me. Come, let me show you what I got.” She picked the bag off of the floor, and hooked her index finger forwards, telling him to join her.
He groaned, but not being able to say no to her, followed her to their bedroom. There was one thing in the bag, a black plastic case that sported no logo or any indication about what it was. He was about to ask her what it was when she unhooked the two clips and flipped it open, revealing needles of various sizes - from sewing needles to the sizes used in medical syringes. She looked up at him and grinned wickedly, and he immediately shook his head. “Nope, not happening.”
“C’mon James…” she begged, her puppy dog eyes already beginning to form.
“No. It’s unsanitary, and neither of us have no idea what we’re doing,” he frowned. He didn’t want to get his sister permanently scarred.
“C’mon, I’ll never ask you for anything ever again!” Both of them knew that was a lie.
He shook his head. “Nope. I’m leaving. You can return those to where you bought them.” He was firm this time. He began walking out of the room, not caring how much she was going to beg him.
“Fine, I’ll do it myself then,” she said, making him pause right at the door. Fuck. He thought.
“You know I’d never let you do that, Aubrey,” he narrowed his eyes at her, “What if you put yourself in the hospital? What’s dad and mom going to say? I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”
“Good, then take care of me by helping me do this,” she replied, and began swaying back and forth while fluttering her eyelids. How the hell had she learned all these persuasion techniques? It’s like she knew exactly where to poke the beast.
“What are you even trying to pierce, anyway?” He asked.
“Everywhere,” she winked.
He sighed dramatically and deeply, and walked back to the bed. “The person at the store said they’re all already sanitized,” Aubrey explained. “See? Perfectly safe!”
She stripped in front of him so quickly he barely noticed it happening, and pulled herself onto the bed with her legs crossed. She picked up the thinnest needle, and proceeded to poke it into a meaty part of her right breast. He looked at her with concern, and she grinned, “barely hurt. You try!”
He reluctantly picked up a similar sized needle, and pushed it into her other breast. She looked down at both of them, looking intrigued. “How do I look?” It looked like some sort of acupuncture procedure, though he had to admit to himself it was pretty satisfying looking at her like that.
He picked up another needle, and looked at her.”Where do you want this one?”
“I see big brother is here to play, now,” she giggled. This annoyed him slightly, and he picked up a slightly bigger one and pushed it into her breast, right next to the first. She gasped, looking up at him with wonder. “Ooo… that one I felt. Still not so bad, though.”
She scooted closer to the edge of the bed and wrapped her legs around him, so her tits were standing proud right in front of him, giving him better access to stick the needles inside. He could see her nipples were getting more and more erect, even though he wasn’t paying any attention to them. Gods, his little sister was really getting turned on by all of this. There was no pleasure involved, only pain, and yet she was getting off. He knew at once she was truly a masochist.
“Do it in my nipples this time,” she asked. He really didn’t want to. He bit his lip, looking down at the needles in front of him. Her nipples were so damned sensitive… this was going to really hurt. “Or should I do it myself?” She teased. He hated when she did this. Like she had the right to control him like this. It always made him want her to really hurt from what she was doing to him.
He picked up two matching needles, both similar to sizes he’d seen on nipple piercings, lifted her right breast, and aimed the needle against her nipple. He noticed she had stopped breathing from the anticipation of it. Maybe she was actually frightened, not knowing how much pain this would involve. His fingers were shaking, and though he was determined just seconds ago, he really didn’t think he would be able to do this. Sensing this, Aubrey held onto his hand, her small one fitting determinedly around him. “Let’s do it together,” she said in a gentle voice. He nodded, and they proceeded to stick the needle right through her right breast with one stroke.
She gasped, her eyes closing from the pain, and dropped his hand. He was mortified. He walked back until he hit the wall, and looked at her, his little sister with four needles now sticking out of her. What had he done?
Like always, instead of complaining or staring at him with anger in her eyes, like he would expect, she smiled and studied herself as well. “Don’t I look great, James?”
He shook his head, “I don’t know how you manage to make me do these things, Aubrey. This is terrible.”
She looked at his pants, where his cock had definitely hardened against it. “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself more than you’re pretending to be.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at it, too. Gods, he was such a sick bastard. What kind of person enjoyed seeing his sister being abused like this? He felt wave after wave of guilt wash over him, and yet he was unable to make his cock go back down. “Well, I look a little lopsided now, don’t I? The other needle is still in your hand.”
He bit his lip and approached her, asking, “you sure it wasn’t too painful?”
“Oh, it was incredibly painful, but that’s what I crave, James. Don’t you get that?” He was shocked, having not expected her to admit her pain to him. Instead of responding, he nodded reluctantly, and helped align the next needle against her other nipple.
She grabbed it once more, helping him with the momentum, and at once they pushed it into her, so she was now balanced on both sides once more. This time, he expected the wincing, though it still brought him a wave of unpleasant sensations. “I’m going to lean back now, James. You play with me however you want.”
She leaned back onto the bed, and he stared at her with the needle box sitting in front of him. It felt like her entire body was a world that had been offered to him to explore however he wished to, and it was driving him crazy. He couldn’t breathe, and his hands began shaking as he continued to look between her and the case over and over. Aubrey seemed to be losing her patience after a while, because she cleared her throat, and patted her lashes at him. “C’mon, James. You know you want to.” Her eyes flickered back down at his erection, which was still clear as day.
He gulped, and finally began moving. He worked his way down her body, sticking needle after needle. He alternated between thicker and thinner ones, never letting her anticipate what he was doing to her. At particularly sensitive spots, like her waist, she gasped, her eyes crinkling closed as she grabbed the sheets underneath her to brace herself. He eventually commanded her to close her eyes fully, which she complied with without a word of complaint.
“You’re so good at this…” she breathed, her voice becoming more and more sultry. He knew this was turning her on, mostly because she kept arching into every single one of his touches. He wondered how her pussy would feel now if he sunk his fingers inside. The thought alone made his cock throb in his pants.
His little sister was starting to look like an obscure science experiment, and he continued, not knowing if he would be able to stop himself even if she asked. There was a deep fascination about seeing her this way, completely bare and open to him. He pushed her legs apart so he had access to her thighs and pussy, and began sticking needles on her thighs as well, knowing how sensitive they would be.
She winced harshly this time, and reached her small fingers out to wrap around his large palm. “Ooof… that one hurt.”
“Isn’t that what you wanted?” He asked, feeling less protective of her at this point.
“It is, give me a second,” she breathed in and out, trying to compose herself, but he wanted to see what would happen if he stuck another one in. Without warning her, he did so, right next to the first. She gasped, her thighs involuntarily moving further apart. “Fuck, James…”
“You asked for this, and now you’re saying you can’t take the pain?” He could see his darker side crowding in further and further, and he didn’t make a single attempt to push it out.
“Of course I can take it, I just needed you to give me a second,” she grumbled. Again, instead of listening, he stuck two needles into her other thigh to mimic the first. “Argh! Fuck, fuck fuck!” She let go of his hand and smashed the bedsheet a few times in pain. “James!”
He moved his fingers between his thighs, stroking across the folds of her pussy in one swift movement. He was right. She was insanely wet. “Looks like your body’s saying different,” he said, using the same words she’d used right back at her. She could only breathe deeply in response, trying to compose herself once more before whatever he had planned next. He wondered if she was starting to regret her decision. Maybe she wondered how far he was going to push her, if he was going to fully let himself go - maybe force his sister to endure so much pain she’ll be admitted to the hospital.
Honestly, he didn’t know what his limits were at this point. This was precisely why he told her not to push him too far. But did she listen? Never.
He picked up another needle, and widened her labia, so he could fully see her pussy and her throbbing clit. He stuck the needle clean through her swollen labia majora diagonally, so she would still be able to close her legs if she wanted to. She screamed at this one. The closer and closer he got to her pussy, the more sensitive she was, and the more painful it would be. “Had enough, little sis?”
She bit her lip and shook her head. It was incredibly cute seeing her laying there with a stubborn look on her face and tears at the corner of her eyes, like a kitten that’s discovered they were wrong. “Well, if you say so,” he responded before sticking the next needle on the other side.
After letting out another cry of pain, she said in a soft voice, “how many more are you going to do?”
“I don’t know, maybe I’ll go all night,” he responded. “Maybe you shouldn’t have purchased such a large kit, hmm?” She squirmed underneath him, but his grasp on her body was too firm for her to wiggle away.
He decided on one final needle, one that would definitely hurt the most. He teased her by picking it up and staring at it, letting her imagination run wild with what he was going to do, and proceeded to stick it right through her clit, in a precise horizontal orientation. She screamed at this. Whatever reaction he’d gotten out of her was nothing compared to this scream. Her toes curled and her back arched, with tears dripping down her eyes and onto the pillow. He released her cunt and moved back, examining his handiwork.
She had drenched herself so far that her juices had fallen onto the bed, and the contrast between her pain and pleasure was absolutely mesmerizing to watch. She was really a true masochist. She was shaking on the bed as tears continued to stream down, “that was so fucking painful…” she moaned.
“Good,” he said. James couldn’t take it any longer. While she was trying to compose herself, he had taken off his clothes, and now proceeded to climb onto the bed. He flipped her over, knowing that any position he put her in now would irritate the dozens of needles now sticking out of her. She let out another cry of pain, which spurred him on even more. He wanted her to feel so much pain this time she would never force him to get to this state again. She had to know what her older brother was capable of.
He had her ass straight up facing him, and gave her a hard smack against her right cheek. Not expecting this, she jolted forwards as she let out a cry, her head hitting against the pillow in front of her.
He pushed two fingers into her asshole. His fingers were large, fitting of his big build, and he had done it without any of her pussy juice, wanting her to feel the pain - all of it. He fucked her with his fingers, and when she began to moan in pleasure, he knew this wasn’t enough. He had to fuck her raw in the ass with his cock, so she really knew who she shouldn’t mess with. He pulled his fingers out of her and aligned his cock against her tight hole, which was so fucking tight and perky, so unused.
He pushed the head of his cock inside. Aubrey seemed to realize exactly what was happening. “Oh my god James… fuck fuck fuck fuck!” She grabbed the pillows ahead of her and pushed her face inside, so she could scream into them as he pushed himself further and further inside of her.
He entered a quarter of the way in, pulled out, then entered halfway. The noises she was making barely made any sense anymore. It was half screaming, half jumbled words, full of pleading remarks and swearing. He wanted to absolutely break her in half.
Each time he pulled out and smashed back in, he made his way closer and closer to have his cock fully inside her tight little asshole. She squeezed him so hard it almost felt like she was trying to push him right back out, but he had momentum on his side, and he knew he would fully enter her no matter how much she struggled. He’d never had his cock completely inside her pussy before, and now he was going to do so with her ass. Every hole in her body would belong to him.
It felt like ages, but he finally entered all the way, and the satisfaction of feeling his balls slap against her pussy was better than he could ever imagine. He bent over with his cock fully inside of her and pulled her hair back so she was forced to look at him, her face completely soaked in her tears. “How does it feel to have your brother’s cock completely inside your tight little asshole, huh? Tell me, bitch.”
“I can’t… I can’t breathe…” she cried out, “oh my god I feel like I’m being split in half.” “Good. And you’re not going to fucking complain, because this is exactly what you asked for.” He continued pulling on her hair so her body was arched for him, and proceeded to fuck her. It was harsh and dry, without any form of lubrication, but the tightness and the mix of pain and pleasure coming out of Aubrey was everything James needed. This wasn’t to pleasure himself, perse, it was to fully punish her.
“You like being my little sex toy, don’t you? Just a piece of meat for me to do anything I want with,” he said in his cruelest voice.
In his shock, Aubrey began playing with the needles on her nipples, like she wanted to hurt herself even more. That little whore seemed to always be surprising him. He let go of her hair, and proceeded to do the same to the one on her clit. He pressed and pulled on it, and she proceeded to let out cries of pleasure along with the pain.
Coming up with a new plan, James pulled out of her and flipped her over again, making her bounce on the bed as she looked up at him with doe-like eyes. He pushed her legs so far apart that both sides were hitting either side of the mattress, and slid himself into her pussy. He began fucking her with wild abandonment. This time, the whore was going to really feel what it was like to have him fully inside of her. He could feel the high climbing higher and higher, and he lost all sense of control. As he slammed into her, he began kneading her breasts, not caring where the needles were. They slid deeper and deeper inside of her, and he growled at all of her whimpers of pain, like he needed more.
He wrapped his large hands around her neck and pressed down with all her might, watching as she began paling as she struggled for breath. He could feel his cock press against her cervix with every thrust, and he knew the only way to get himself fully inside of her was to ram himself all the way in. “You fucking whore. This is what you fucking derserve, Aubrey.”
“J– J— James,” was the only word she could get out.
The bed was creaking so hard it was sure to break, and he knew their neighbors must’ve been able to hear them. Still, he slammed so hard his little sister could barely be seen above his large body. “Fucking cry for me, bitch,” he roared as he slammed fully into her cervix and into her womb. She came at once, her pussy milking him over and over like her life depended on it. He lost control, too, his cock spurting his huge load into her womb as he continued his onslaught on her body.
It felt like ages before they both calmed down, and he pulled out of her, examining his handiwork. Her pussy and asshole were gaping wide, with her pussy leaking his cum onto their bed along with her own juices. The needles were all over the place. Some had pulled out of her, others had gotten pushed in deep, and could only be taken out with tweezers.
She didn’t even look like herself anymore. Her legs were still wide open on the bed, and she had a dazed expression on her face. He wondered if she was even conscious after he had choked her for so long.
He stood up and slipped his clothes back on, and looked back at her, the worry now sinking in. He couldn’t believe she managed to push all the right buttons again.
How many times was he going to allow her to do this before she eventually took it too far? He felt like an untameable monster, one that was living with a tamer that kept poking it. He was so uncomfortable with himself and with her he couldn’t even manage to help her clean up. Instead, he walked out the room and closed the door behind him, not being able to bear the look of her any more.
Aubrey rolled over, a smile on her face. She hadn’t expected it to go so far, and had been fearful for most of it, but gods was it so fucking good each and over time.
She began pulling a few of the needles out of her as her mind raced, wondering what she should make him do to her next.