Chapter 106: Chapter 106 – A Brutal Granting

I answered her plea with pure brutality. Each thrust of my hips was raw and powerful, slamming into her sore buttocks with a force that jarred her small frame. The sharp sound of skin striking skin filled the room, punctuated by Angeline’s increasingly unrestrained screams—a blend of agony and ecstasy.

“Yes! Yes! Just like that! It hurts! It hurts so much!” she shrieked, her fingers clawing at the sheets. “Tear me apart! Destroy my ass, Brother!”

“You little slut!” I snarled, delivering a sharp smack to her already crimson cheek. “You were born for this, weren’t you? To be punished and taken by your own brother!”

“Yes! I’m a slut! Brother’s little slut!” she screamed, her tear-filled eyes meeting mine with a look of helpless surrender. “I deserve to be taught a lesson! I deserve to be treated like this!”

I could feel every inch of her tight rectum clenching around my hard cock, the sensation was incredible. That narrow channel gripped my shaft with an almost unbearable strength, every fold and involuntary contraction of her muscles a futile resistance that quickly surrendered to pleasure.

“You living onahole!” I growled, quickening my pace. “Your ass is even tighter than your mother’s cunt! You really were made for this!”

“AAAHHH~! That’s right! My ass was made for you! To be ruined by Brother’s big cock!” she moaned, her body starting to tremble uncontrollably. “I… I’m almost… I’m going to cum again!”

I didn’t give her a chance to prepare. With a few final, deep, and brutal thrusts, I felt her body suddenly stiffen before convulsing violently. A long, piercing shriek tore from her throat as she climaxed for the second time, driven over the edge by anal stimulation alone.

But I was far from satisfied. My cock was still hard and throbbing, my lust nowhere near sated. In one rough motion, I stood up, still buried inside her. My hands gripped her slender hips and lifted her effortlessly—my high Strength stat made her feel as light as a doll.

“B-Brother? What are you—”

“Quiet!” I snapped, cutting her off. I now stood behind her, her body suspended in the air, supported only by my cock buried deep in her ass and my grip on her hips.

Delilah, watching from the front, gasped, her eyes wide as she saw her daughter being manhandled like a toy. But just as I expected, the horror on her face slowly morphed—lust was beginning to overpower her pity.

“Listen carefully, you little slut,” I hissed into Angeline’s ear, beginning to bounce her suspended body on my cock. “You think you can give me orders? Tell me to go harder? I’m the one who decides here!”

“AAAHHH! Sorry! Sorry, Brother!” she screamed, her hands flailing, searching for purchase and finding none. “Please… this… it’s too deep!”

I let out a harsh laugh. “Too deep? You were the one who begged for it harder! Now face the consequences!”

I pumped her body up and down my shaft, this position allowing me a depth I’d never felt before. Every thrust felt like it reached her very core. Her moans and gasps grew louder, a symphony of pain and rapture.

“How dare you give me orders! Here, I’m in charge!” I growled, speeding up my movements. Her body, hanging in the air, had truly become nothing more than a living onahole.

“I know! I know! I’m just Brother’s onahole! My ass is only for Brother to use!” she cried, tears streaming down her face. “But please… I can’t take anymore… it’s too painful…”

“Painful?” I mocked, continuing to pound her mercilessly. “You said you liked it! Have you changed your mind?”

“No! I still like it! But… AAHHH… it’s… too much!” she screamed, her body going completely limp.

I didn’t care. The pent-up lust and anger from years of repression were now overflowing. Still impaling her on my cock, I began walking toward the bound Gwenneth.

“Look, Gwen!” I yelled, never ceasing the brutal rhythm against Angeline’s ass. “Look at your sweet little sister! She’s enjoying every second of this!”

Gwenneth watched with eyes full of a mad, inevitable lust. Her pussy was so wet I wondered if she had stopped dripping since the night before.

“You think I’d forget what you did to me?” I shouted, my voice thick with rage. “Years of humiliation! Years of being treated like trash! Now it’s my turn! I’m going to punish all of you! One by one!”

“I… I understand… Brother…” Angeline moaned, her hands now scrambling to grip Gwenneth’s shoulders for support. “Punish me… punish all of us… we deserve this…”

“Tell your sister what you’re feeling!” I commanded, pounding into her even harder. “Tell her how good it feels to be punished by your stepbrother!”

Angeline sobbed, but obeyed. “B-Big Sis Gwen… this… this hurts… aaahhh… but… but I love it… his cock… is ruining me… destroying me… but… aaahhh… I can’t stop… I want more…”

Gwenneth let out a strained grunt.

Delilah, watching from the bed, could no longer contain herself. One hand rubbed her clit furiously while the fingers of her other hand plunged into her own asshole—mimicking the violation of her daughter.

“Harder! Please, Brother! Punish me harder!” Angeline suddenly screamed, finding a new surge of energy. “I want Sis Gwen to see how I’m being destroyed!”

Her plea drove me even further. I wanted to give Gwenneth a real show. In one rough movement, I laid Angeline down on the bed directly in front of her bound sister. I lifted one of her legs high, putting on full display how my large, veiny dick plunged relentlessly into her small, reddened asshole.

“Watch closely, Gwen!” I snarled, establishing a new, harder, deeper rhythm. “Watch how my cock ruins your sister! See how much she loves it!”

The sight was both depraved and incredibly arousing. Angeline’s small, red asshole, swollen and stretched, gaped around my shaft. With every thrust, the surrounding skin stretched taut, turning white, before flushing red again as I pulled almost all the way out.

“AAAAHHHH!!! YES!!! LIKE THAT!!! DESTROY ME!!!” Angeline screamed, her hands gripping her own raised ankle. Her eyes locked directly with Gwenneth’s, daring her sister to deny the pleasure she was feeling.

I held back nothing. All the anger and hatred I’d stored for years, I channeled through every thrust into her ass. My rhythm became wild and uncontrolled, each drive full of destructive power.

“I hate you! I hate this family!” I spat, my voice hoarse. “But you… you’ll be the outlet for my lust! You, your mother, your sister! All of you will become my sex slaves!”

“Yes! Make me your sex slave! Make all of us your sex slaves!” Angeline shrieked, her body beginning to shudder violently. “I… I’m going to… I’m going to cum again… together with you, Brother…”

I felt the heat coiling at the base of my spine. “Alright… together then… you little slut!”

With a few final, deepest thrusts, I released everything I had into her rectum for the second time. My hot seed flooded her narrow passage, wringing a long, guttural scream from her—a sound of pure, total satisfaction.

At the same time, her body stiffened and then convulsed uncontrollably. This climax was the strongest yet; her body shook violently, her eyes rolled back, and a final, choked moan escaped her lips before she finally went limp, unconscious.

I remained buried inside her for a few moments more, savoring the final pulses of my cock and the aftershocks wracking her body. Then, slowly, I pulled out.

The result was almost unbelievable.

Angeline’s previously tight asshole was now a gaping, red, and swollen ruin. The puffy lips of her anus were parted, dripping a mixture of lube, a trickle of blood, and my thick, white cum. The hole remained wide open, twitching sporadically, as if unable to close after the brutal stretching it had endured.

But I knew, as a high-level Awakener, her body would recover quickly. By tomorrow, her asshole would be tight again, though it would never be quite the same.

I looked down at my handiwork with deep satisfaction. Angeline lay unconscious, a twisted expression of fulfillment on her sweet face. Delilah was still frantically pleasuring herself, her eyes glued to her daughter’s ruined behind.

My gaze then fell on Gwenneth, whose face was now a mask of utter madness. I knew it was time to deliver the final blow.

[Your Dominance over Gwenneth Increases to 99%.]

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