Blind Love

"C'mon sis, you're gonna have to lighten up if you wanna live here, okay?" he said, taking a long swig of his beer and looking over at her. His eyes lingered on the curve of her hips, her full tits, the nipples pushing forward the fabric of her wet shirt.
 
Jasmine bit her lip and glared again,"The last time I didn't take things...'seriously' my brother raped me. So forgive me if I'm acted bit too serious now." Jasmine snapped before going into her bedroom.

Since it was an apartment she didn't have a lock but at least she could slam the door angrily, which she did to prove how angry she was. And... she had no bed to flop on angrily. Man, life truly sucked at the moment.

Sighing, Jasmine decided to at least get the beerstained white shirt off. She stripped it off, throwing it to the side then she slid out of her jeans, wearing nothing but her lacy red thong and matching red bra. She fished through her boxes of clothes.
 
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Tommy watched his sister storm off, and chuckled to himself when he heard the door slam. That was the first time either of them had mentioned what had happened that night. His cock twitched in his pants as memories of that night came rushing back.

Rape? Yeah, it was.

But she had enjoyed it.

Maybe she'd enjoy it again, too.

He got up and headed towards Jazzy's room. He grabbed the door and opened it wide. "Don't slam the fucking doors unless you want to buy a new one. And it's hard to imagine a rape victim enjoying it the way you did," he said with that smirk as he enjoyed the view of his sister in just her lacy red undies and bra.
 
Jazzy flushed clenching her hip huggers. Had her enjoyment really been that obvious?! She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of admitting it, that was for sure! "I did not enjoy it!" she snapped turning to face him.

"Dont you knock? That's the polite thing to do." Her cheeks were slightly red. She turned to find a top to put on.

"Besides, I didn't think imagining things was in your repetoire." Jasmine said haughtily,"I keep telling you I'm not a pervert like you. I don't get off on thoughts of fucking my big brother. Besides in the words of you 'it's a perfectly reasonable thing to do when you rub your 'naughty bits together' " Jazzy mocked.
 
"God you're such a bitch," Tommy said, a grin coming across his face as he moved further into her new room. He had one hand on his crotch, rubbing his hardening member through his mesh gym shorts. "I guess you want it the hard way again, huh?"
 
"Thats what they call me." Jazzy had to keep from teasing him by saying something like how he wasn't calling her a bitch 6 months ago. Thankfully, she hadnt as she turned around. Damn it! She shouldve known he wouldn't last for long playing the normal big brother. She watched as he rubbed his crotch.

"No! We are not doing this!" She snapped,"Forget it Tommy. I have a date and sorry to tell you, you're not invited this time." She pulled her hip huggers on and grabbed her top quickly pulling it on. She tried to make her way past Tommy.
 
"Oh we're not?" Tommy said as she came up to him and tried to move past him. He grabbed her arms, suddenly, harshly, and pushed her into the wall. "C'mon, just a warm up so maybe you'll actually enjoy with whatever shithead you're going out with," he said, pressing his body up against hers.
 
Jazzy gasped as she was pushed against the wall. Her head throbbed and she groaned rubbing her head. That was going to be a bump in the morning. She didn't have a chance to move because he already had his body pressed against hers. Her tits mashed against his chest.

She could feel his throbbing cock. "Bite me!"Was the only response she had,"Youre just jealous that you were probably, no most definitely my only fling by choice." She prayed that would stall him enough to get away.
 
Ooc: taking over here at princess' request


"Whatever," Tommy said. "You just could never admit how much you loved it," he said, pressing his body against hers, keeping her pinned to the wall. "You can't admit you're a twisted pervert who gets off on being raped by her brother."

He reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanked her head back. "Nasty fucking slut," he said, and then slapped her across the face. He grabbed her arm and pulled her along, now leading her to his bedroom...
 
"I AM NOT A FUCKING PERVERT!!!" She screamed, trying to block out that thought. She wasn't, she couldn't be a pervert. She was nothing like her brother. She tried to wrench away from his body, tried to squeeze past him. It was still absolutely no use.

Jasmine was caught by surprise when he tugged at her hair and called her a nasty slut before slapping her face. "I'd rather be a slut then a manwhore who lusts after his sister!" She screamed, then realized how terrible that sounded.

She wasn't really making herself look much better. She cringed as he grabbed her arm roughly and made her walk to his bedroom. "What the fuck are you doing, Tommy? Let me go!!! I told you, I have a date." Jasmine growled struggling to get loose.
 
"Manwhore, huh?" Tommy grunted, and shoved her down the hall and into his room. "Just look in the mirror and you'll see a fucking whore," he said, grabbing her again. He slapped her again, and then again, the second one with the back of his hand and enough force to knock her to the ground.

He bent over and grabbed her hair again, slapping her again when she tried to push him away, and then he forced her up and onto his bed, her back to him, bent over the side of the bed. He tugged at her pants, trying to get them down.

"And I don't give a fuck about your date. You've got a date with me. Do I have to tie you down again?"
 
No, no, no it was happening again. She didn't want it to happen again! She growled at Tommy, angrily. She tried to kick and struggle to get free but unfortunately, it was relentless. She screamed as he slapped her over and over again.

She had to fight back, she couldn't let him get her like this; not again. Tears sprang from her eyes. She didn't want this, she didn't want this, she didn't want this!!! Jasmine kept repeating in her head over and over like that would make a difference.

Using her elbow she hit his ribs. "I'd rather die before ever going on a date with you, again." She spat.
 
"Ah, fuck," he growled, his ribs smarting from her elbow. "I'll take that as a yes," he said, grabbing for her arms. He yanked back on her hair and then managed to get her arms pinned together behind her, his big thick cock rubbing against her ass the whole time.

The one advantage to having a messy bedroom was that one often had exactly what they needed within reach. He snagged a belt off the floor and quickly wrapped and tied it around her wrists. He pushed her down on the bed, her arms now bound behind her back.

"You're not gonna scream, are you?" he asked, picking up a clean sock and a necktie and tossing them onto the bed where she could see them, before grabbing her pants and forcing them down her legs.
 
Momentarily, Jasmine felt pleased with herself as her older brother cursed from the pain, she was ready to bolt too; that is until he yanked her hair and then grabbed her arms, keeping her from doing just that. Thankfully, she fought the moan that threaten to pass her lips as his body still remained pinned against her.

Not only did Tommy seem to have that advantage but it didn't help Jazzy much when Tommy rubbed against her ass. Flashes of what had happened 6 months ago flashed before her eyes. It was happening all over again. "NO!" she screamed, still trying to struggle beneath him while he tied her arms up with his belt.

Tears began pouring down her cheek as he threw the necktie and clean sock. She was tempted to be a smart ass and ask him what he did with the handcuffs he'd used on her last time but held back, knowing it wasn't such a good idea to do that. There was no need to add to the problem at hand.

"Please Tommy..." she sobbed, "Don't do this, please." She could only beg, ignoring his question while he pulled her pants down. As she sobbed, the only other thing she could think to do was kick until maybe he got tired of trying to grab her legs that he'd give up. She did just that, kicked and kicked and kicked while sobbing uncontrollably.
 
She was kicking at him, but from her position she had very little leverage to give her kicks any power, and rather poor aim. Her arms were bound behind her back, after all, and her ass was up in the air.

He got her pants off her, and threw them to the floor. He opted to simply rip the panties off her, destroying them. He did the same with her shirt.

When she opened her mouth to protest again, he stuffed the sock in it, and then tied it in place with the necktie. A rather effective gag.

He stroked his cock for a moment as he admired his own handiwork. There she was, naked before him, bound and gagged with her ass presented before him, almost like a gift. His cock was rock hard, and as he pressed it against her hot cuntlips, he groaned loudly, as that was a feeling he'd been fantasizing about for the past six months.

His sister's pussy was all his again. He pressed the head of his cock into her...
 
Jasmine felt her pants being slid down her legs even further without him giving her any sort of response that he'd heard her. He HAD heard her, hadn't he? Didn't he hear the pleading in voice begging him not to rape her, again. RIIIIIIIP, came the sound from her panties being literally torn off of her ass.

"NO!" She screamed, protesting wildly as she could, "TOMMY LET ME GO THIS FUCKING--MMmmmph!" Suddenly the sock was shoved in her mouth. Thankfully, it was clean because she didn't want to taste his feet. Still, this was...this was degrading!

She was NOT her brothers sex toy! The first time had been a drunken mistake, the second time was like a goodbye present, and this time...this time was not even planned, at least not by her. Then again, none of the times had been planned, yet she kept returning to the same bedroom with the same man, her brother.

Tears fell down her cheeks. She was trying so hard to be normal, like her friends. Cassie had never talked about getting fucked by her brother numerous times. Why did she have to have screwed up genes?

She gasped as she felt his cock teasing the entrance to her ass. "Mmmmph mmmph!!" Came her muffled cries and then she began sobbing uncontrollably once more as she felt him enter her. That wasn't the worst part though, the worst part of this whole situation was that despite the fact that she had fought and fought and fought, the more they battled it out, the more aroused she became.
 
Tommy gave Jasmine's ass a heart slap as his cock entered her dripping pussy. "See, slut, you're pussy is dripping wet, I told you you wanted it," he said, as he worked just the head of his cock in and out of her tight pussy, loosening her up a bit for his big tool to be able to enter her fully.

He smacked her ass again, and exhibited remarkable control as he continued to allow only the head of his cock to penetrate her, teasing her pussy, allowing her juices to coat him. "You're so hot for this, aren't you," he said. "You love the way your big brother uses you, don't you..."

She was whimpering and crying into the makeshift gag, her head down on the pillow and her ass up in the air, her arms bound behind her back... She was completely at his mercy.

But he had no mercy. He reached forward and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back, and pulling her back painfully, raising her head and chest up off the bed, and drove his thick, long, hard cock fully inside her pussy...
 
A loud squeal echoed past the gag, though it was still muffled because her head had been pushed into the pillow when her ass was slapped by his hand. Her asscheeks jiggled from the resounding slap.

"See, slut, you're pussy is dripping wet, I told you you wanted it,"

Damn her body for betraying her, again. Every time her and Tommy got into it in this sort of way, which had only been once before; her body found some way to betray her.

She could hardly breathe and the way he teased her pussy by just pushing the fat mushroom head in wasn't helping. Tears poured down her cheeks as she still continued to sob. This was another reason she couldn't breathe very well. It was hard to cry and have your head pushed into the pillow, not to mention being gagged.

You're so hot for this, aren't you," he said. "You love the way your big brother uses you, don't you..."


"Mmmm mmmm..." came her muffled denial, even though she was clearly lying to herself, stupid traitorous body! Out came another squeal as he yanked her head up from the pillow and sunk deeper into her wet depths. As he thrust inside of her, her breasts jiggled from the force, nipples slightly erect.
 
He was raping his sister. Pure and simple. He was loving every moment, too. Her pussy was so hot and wet around him, and he started working it hard, driving his cock into her with long, strong strokes.

Yeah, sure, she was crying. She had begged him to not do this. But really, deep down, she couldn't resist his cock. He knew he couldn't resist her pussy!

He held himself deep inside of her, the head of his cock throbbing against her cervix, before he grunted and slapped her ass again, then, holding onto her by her hips, he started pounding into her wet little cunt...
 
She was indeed being raped again. Jasmine couldn't believe her unlucky fortune. She simply didn't understand why her brother just couldn't move on. She couldn't understand why her pussy kept clenching down on his cock or the fact that her nipples were hard

No matter what, Jasmine continued to fight though. She continued to deny that she was enjoying such treatment. She was a girl who liked rough sex. Thats all there was too it Her body was getting what it craved, it was a natural reaction to all of this.

Those were the same lies she had told herself before though.

However, it was hard not to moan when his cock drove into her aching wet pussy; long, deep, and hard. Her muffled moans were eventually turning into passionate moans after awhile. Jasmine had no idea how she was going to get out of doing this again, too. This time, she couldn't run and hide in her dorm. This time she was trapped with her rapist, her brother.
 
Tommy groaned loudly as he felt her pussy clenching on his cock, squeezing him, her body milking his, eager and desperate for his seed.

But not yet. Tommy was going to take his sweet time with his little sister, the slut.

He pulled his cock out of her and rolled her off the bed. She fell hard onto the floor. He grabbed her head and got her up on her knees. He untied the gag and dropped it to the floor.

He was holding his big stiff cock in front of her face. "I think you know what to do with this, slut. I better not feel any teeth, if I do I swear I will beat your ass all night long."
 
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Jasmine just couldn't seem to stop her groans of pleasure. She was starting to weaken to the lustful emotions despite the fact that she hated it. Suddenly, she felt her brothers cock pull out of her and whimpered in slight disappointment then was pushed off the bed. She let out a cry of pain, tears falling down her cheeks.

Tommy pulled the gag out of her mouth and she could only stare at his cock as he told her what to do with it. She swallowed hard and lifted her brown eyes to meet his. Her lips trembled as her eyes darted from Tommy's to the door, then back to Tommy.

She couldn't run though cause she was still tied up, damn it! "Aw, but Tommy I thought you liked it rough. " she retorted, still trying to hold her ground. She was not like him, she was not like him, Jasmine was not like her older brother. That was her mantra and she kept repeating that silently to herself.

Why was she denying him what he wanted? She knew what he would do, hadn't he just threatened to beat her ass if she used her teeth. Was she trying to get her ass kicked?

Finally, taking a deep breath she decided to suck his cock, once she finished maybe he'd leave her alone. Jasmine knew she was lying to herself because she told herself this last time and yet, here she was again with his cock in front of her face, slick with her juices.

Swallowing hard, Jasmine leaned forward and ran her tongue up and down his cock licking the juices off his cock, tasting herself. Her tongue swirled around his cock and then up and down the base, trying to avoid sucking it for as long as she possibly could.
 
Tommy slapped her viciously across the face when all she would do was lick his throbbing manhood, slapped her hard enough to knock her sideways onto the ground again.

He immediately kneeled down and grabbed her throat and yanked her back up to her knees. It was a sick pleasure for him to see the tears streaming down her face. He slapped her again, this time holding her upright by her hair.

"Now suck it you little whore," he said, and shoved his cock right into her mouth. The head throbbed against the back of her throat and he groaned mightily.
 
Jasmine screamed in pain as she was slapped so hard she fell to her side. Her ribs throbbed with an aching pain and she groaned, then managed to weakly glare up at her older brother. God, she hated him...she hated him so fucking much right now. What had happened to Tommy? He'd never been this brutal to her. Had the sexual tension gotten that bad between them?

Jasmine nearly gagged when Tommy shoved his cock into her mouth, her throat constricted around his cock and she had to relax and open wider. Her head slowly began to bob back and forth on his cock. She had forgotten how good his cock tasted and this was only a reminder of how perverted she truly was.

Slowly her lips moved back and forth along his cock,the flat of her tongue gliding along the base of his cock as she looked up at Tommy, helplessly.
 
"That's much better," Tommy groaned, one of his hands running through his sister's hair as she bobbed her head up and down the length of his cock. "Much better..."

His grip on her hair tightened, but he allowed her to retain control... For the moment. He just stood there and fully enjoyed the view of his naked sister, arms bound behind her, on her knees, sucking his cock. He could tell that somewhere deep inside she was truly enjoying being treated like this.

His grip tightened soon enough, and he started forcing her head down on his cock faster and harder, and thrusting with his hips too, fucking her face.

"God you're such a little fucking slut," he said, and yanked her head back off his throbbing dick and slapped her across the face, back and forth, back and forth, before stuffing his cock back in her mouth again and continuing to fuck her face.
 
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