Cindi is doubly fucked and doubly blessed.

Cindi looks up at you with wet, **** eyes. You gathered from your sister's filthy flirting that the princess had let your subby sister fuck her before, but you get the feeling that was more like using Emma as a dildo and less giving up control. Cindi doesn't give up control, not ever. Because if she does, someone will see how soft and open and loving her heart is under that cold, hard shell, and they will hurt her terribly. Looking into her eyes you see something besides hurt, however. You see hope.

"Please...I want you to fuck me so hard I can't stop screaming. I want to lose...no, I want to GIVE you control. Please, don't be gentle." Cindi's pained pleas stoke the already raging fire in your loins. You yank her hair back to claim your mouth with hers biting her lips and sharing her blood with her in a crushing kiss. Emma is enthralled but kneels stock still and soaked, waiting for instructions.

Breaking the kiss breathlessly, you pant, "Get on all fours, ****. Emma, lube up our cocks so we can fuck this slut proper!" Cindi practically pounces to the floor, raising her reddened rump in the air and lowering her gaze. A jungle cat, she might be offering up her pussy, but she is far from tamed. You stand firm as your sister pours lube first on your demonic dildo and then on her canine cock. You give her a nod to let her know to get under her former mistress so that she can aim her puppy prick at her pussy and you stand over them both so that your big bludgeon slides between Cindi's cheeks and your ample ass is resting on Emma's face.

"Fuck this slut and eat my ass." You order as calmly as you would add fries at the drive thru window. Emma is all too eager, maybe TOO all too eager, SLAMMING up hard into Cindi's cunt past the knot and causing her to almost **** on a strangled sob. She's equally eager to eat your ass, peeling down your panties and plunging her tongue deep inside your pucker. It's thick and fast and hard and has your knees ready to buckle and beg for a doggy dicking, but you realize with a shudder that sometimes it's better to give than it is to receive and you slide your thick truncheon inside Cindi's ass, slowly but surely stretching her out until you can feel her soft skin on your hips.

You pull out slowly and gently as well, not wanting to hurt your beautiful bitch baby, but Emma is pounding her pussy like she's collecting an IOU for a loanshark and Cindi is slamming her hips back like she's going to beat up the doggy dick. You remember she asked for it, and after pulling out all the way, you HAMMER your rubber rod hilt deep inside her ass in one thrust. Your sister and you begin sawing in and out of her hungry holes. Emma tongue fucks your ass and your pantied prick pulses against your faux phallus. It takes everything you have not to explode right then and there, but you aren't stopping until you see your ice queen melt. You turn the remote up to liquefy and send powerful vibes that fill Cindi's ass reverberating in every part of her blissfully brutalized body in euphoric echoes.

Cindi turns her head toward you and you can see the anguish and arousal in her eyes. It hits you as hard as the twin cocks thrusting inside your tormented top...sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind. Subs like you and your sister seem to be giving everything to bully bitches like Cindi, but in reality, they are giving just as much, if not more, while you greedily take all you can get. Tops have to take control, have to ignore their intial flinch and empathetic urges to hurt or humiliate or punish or pleasure their partner more than they are capable of admitting they need. You have to steel yourself and harden your resolve and trust Cindi will call it off it gets to be too much, even when it seems like you are taking it way too far.

Cindi clenches her teeth through countless climaxes and her body glows gorgeously with the sweat of her struggle to silence her sobs and muffle her moans. You see it in her eyes before you hear it fill the room, a look of giddy gratitude as you destroy her last shred of sanity and send her into blissfully blank, animalistic roars of release, "YeeEEEEEEESSSS! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE! FUCK ME LIKE A FUCKING BITCH!"

Emma explodes all over Cindi and falls back thrashing and twitching uncontrollably at the sight of her unflappable fem dom breaking down and begging to be bitched. You aren't done yet. You want to reward your conquered ice queen for her honesty and melt her down to a puddle. You replace the doggy dildo with your fist and punch her cunt while pounding her ass. You can feel the powerful quakes through her thin tissue as you beat her brutally...savagely...and with utmost kindness.

"UNNGH GUH SNNRT SNNRRRT AH AH AIEEEE EEEEEEE OOOH UH UUNH UH PANT YELP PANT YIP YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!" Cindi cries out constantly, a stream of nonsense saying more than she can ever capture with words. You grab a fistful of her hair with your free and and pull harder than she's ever pulled yours so you can look down at her face beaming with devout devotion. You have held back too long, and you know you are on the verge of moaning mindlessly yourself, so you clasp your lips tightly around hers and growl and roar and whimper around her tantalizing tongue.

"MMPH GRR SLURP LOMPH SUCK YOOOOH!" You cry out and cream your panties, and while you don't cum the hardest you ever have, you do get to watch Cindi flop and flail for a solid minute after you've pulled out of her and collapsed in a sticky puddle on top of Emma. It's a vividly vicarious experience unlike anything you ever imagined you would experience.

You lie spent and satiated as Cindi's body shudders with the last of her orgasmic aftershocks and then you and Emma manage the miraculous and find the energy to crawl over on both sides of her and shower her with affection and aftercare.

"Oh my Gawd! Cindi! I am so proud of you! You took it like a champ, but more than that...you gave in! That can totally be the hardest thing, trust me." Emma kisses the back of her neck, and instead of regaining control like normal, she just presses her body back into your sister's and coos contentedly.

"Taking control's no picnic either. I have mad respect for how hard it is to hurt someone you care about now. I might even be willing to share that burden with you from time to time, if you ask nicely." You kiss Cindi's forehead as she buries her face in your shoulder and lets her tears and sobs flow freely. Tears of wasted years walling off a heart that feels too keenly. Tears of raw, physical release after giving up control and letting everything just flow freely. Tears of joy to have found two of the only people in the world twisted enough to trust.

After a long time recuperating, cuddling, kissing, caressing, giggling, and sniffling, and giggling again as Emma entertains you with her piggy Cindi snorts impression, the princess of sunlight herself graces you with a single, softly spoken, "Thanks...I needed that."

You don't know what the rest of the day, much less the rest of the week will entail, and you can't even begin to conceive of anything like a future with everything changing so fast and fabulously, but you're pretty sure of one thing...

You definitely aren't going back to just holding hands...