Break Rachel (Sadistic)

“You know, I think I need to piss. Rachel, would you be a good girl and be a urinal for me?” Rachel looks up towards you as she lays on the ground and spits towards your feet. “Ahh ahh ahh,” you say, waggling your finger towards her. “Good girls say yes sir, please sir, and I’m sorry sir when they’ve been bad. Let’s see how fast it takes you to learn.” You grab Rachel by a fistful of hair, then pick up her head and hold it over the large metal bowl filled with the filthy mixture of her vomit. “Now, what do you say for spitting at me?” You **** her face down into the bowl, submerging her head and begin to drown her.

Melanie and Claire both begin to cry out again but you silence them and remind them that if they really want to help, they need to encourage Rachel. With defeated expressions, they begin to beg at Rachel, “it’s okay sweety, just tell him you’re sorry.” And “Come on Rachel, just do what you’re told and we can get this over with.”

You continue to hold Rachel’s face down in the bowl until she begins to thrash around violently, kicking her feet and pushing her hands against the floor, trying to lift her head up to breathe. “Did you want to tell me something?” You ask as you finally lift up Rachel’s head, letting her gasp for air. “FUUUCKKK, I HATE YOU.” She screams as soon as she catches her breath.

*SMACK*

You slap her hard across the face, stunning her before forcing her head back down into the bowl. “Rachel please, just tell David you’re sorry and that you want to be his urinal!” Melanie and Claire both begin to plead with her to obey.

*ARRGGGLLLKKKK*

Rachel vomits from the filth when you lift her head out of the bowl this time. “FINE! IM SORRY FOR SPITTING AT YOU DAVID!” She screams as she catches her breathe once more. “Good, and what else would you like to ask?” You say, looking down at her puffy red face, lines of tears running down her cheeks. “She stays silent for longer than you’d like, still attempting to give you a defiant look, despite the obvious fear and sorrow you can read on her.

*SMACK SMACK*

Another hard two slaps across the face and back into the bowl you **** her head, this time not letting up when she starts to panick and flail, instead holding her down for much longer.

20 seconds, and Rachel begins to thrash even harder against you.

30 seconds and you begin to feel her getting weaker.

45 seconds and instead of struggling against you she is desperately tapping with her hands and feet against the floor, begging you with her body to be released.

60 seconds and she finally goes mostly limp.

*SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK*

You finally lift her head back up and begin to spank her hard across the ass, leaving more large red handprints in her soft pale skin. She’s unresponsive at first, but you keep spanking her until she comes back to consciousness.

“AGHHHHHHH! PLEASE DAVID PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! I’M SO SORRY!!!! PLEASE USE ME AS A URINAL PLEASE!”

You let out a sigh of relief as you look over to Tommy. “Nice, looks like Rachel here isn’t too difficult to train. She just needed the right encouragement.”

With that, you let go of your sisters hair and watch as she manages to push herself up onto her knees and look up at you. “Please, both of you, turn me into a urinal, I’ll do whatever you want, just no more punishments.” You feel your cock grow hard as a rock, throbbing with anticipation as you hear your cute little sister beg for humiliation and **** between her sobs. You watch more tears roll down her face, snot leaking from her nose as she looks up at you with big pouty eyes. She takes her fingers and sticks them into her mouth as she opens wide, fish hooking herself and sticking her tongue out as far as possible. “AHHHHHH” she says, waiting obediently for your piss.