Page 33 of Bend Her


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She tried so hard not to gag, I could tell, but after several seconds of unrelenting pressure to the back of her tongue, it was too hard to fight. I didn’t remove my fingers, though. They remained in place as I turned the vibrator on and shoved it against her clit, awakening her body.

Within seconds, she was a mess, her thighs shaking, ankles pulling on the ropes she was bound with, mewling as the bark dug into her back. She thrashed her head, trying to get me out of her mouth, but I was stronger than her, more determined to push her to her limits.

My thumb hooked under her chin, holding her in place. All she could do now was gag on my fingers and watch me make her come until her legs stopped working.

“Look at you, Avery. Wrecked. Dripping. Desperate.” She whimpered, and my cock hardened at the sign of her eyes rolling back into her head. “There you go. Come for me. Show me what a needy little slut you are. I won’t stop until I’ve destroyed you, until you realize you have no more control. It all belongs to me.” Her eyes opened back up, and I stared into them. I leaned forward and said, “Your pain. Your pleasure. Your fucking soul. It’s all mine.”

She screamed, only making herself gag more as another orgasm ripped through her. This time, after she finished, I shoved the vibrator inside her and pulled my fingers from her mouth, wrapping them around her throat instead.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no,” she cried pathetically.

She was already struggling to stand on her toes, faltering as her pleasure built once more.

“Please stop,” she begged.

“Do you really want that?” I asked, feeling her body tense like she was just around the corner from another climax.

Her glassy eyes were wide as she shook her head, so I applied pressure to her throat and watched as she shattered once again, moaning and screaming my name. Once her pussy stopped clenching around the vibrator, I pulled it out and placed it back on her clit.

She writhed and cried and begged for mercy, but I knew better. Avery didn’t actually want me to stop. She loved the helpless feeling, knowing she was powerless to do anything except feel the immense pleasure I forced on her.

More moans, two more orgasms, and lots of tears.

Then, I shoved the vibrator back inside her dripping cunt, and she did it all over again for me. She performed flawlessly, letting me drown her, break her, strip her down to nothing.

By the time I was done with her, she was barely coherent, slumped against the log, unaware or not caring she was hurting herself. I pulled a knife from my boot and cut the rope just above her fingers, leaving her hands bound.

I lowered her body to the ground and propped her legs up, using one hand to hold them as I pulled my cock out with the other. Her pussy was so soaked, she was dripping onto the dirt, making a mess under her.

“You’re so fucking perfect for me,” I groaned as I inched my dick inside her. “Just look at you—fucked into a daze, nothing but a filthy hole for me to use.” Her mouth parted as I bottomed out, but her eyes remained closed.

I wasn’t going to last long. I had nearly come in my pants just watching her. My hips slammed into her, driving her across the dirt floor as I fucked her harder than I ever had before.

She would feel me for days. I’d be permanently molded inside her by the time I was finished, and no one would ever make her feel the same way I did.

My cock pulsed, and I immediately pulled out, stroking myself until my cum coated her skin. I moaned her name and closed my eyes, letting the euphoria of marking my sister extend the intense pleasure I already felt.

Once I was done, I wiped my length against her, cleaning myself off as best as I could. Then, I used my hands to spread the mess out over her stomach and thighs, a reminder of what we did for her to look back on later.

I checked my phone for the time before tucking myself back into my pants. Avery sighed as I cradled her in my arms and began walking back home. She nuzzled into my chest, arms still bound in a prayer position over her heart.

I can never let you go.

The sun was too bright as it streamed through my window onto my face.

Wait.

My windows didn’t get any sun until closer to sunset.

I shot out of bed and looked for my phone, finding it on my end table, plugged in.

4:34!

It was evening already…

A sudden dizzy feeling filled my head, and the room spun. I sat back down on my bed and winced at the sharp pain that shot through mycore.

Michael.