Many days have passed

idea by Curti9

POV Older Sister

It's been a lot of sexy nights for you. She made you cum over and over again day after day. Her goal was to break you and really make you a ****. But you won't forget what she did to you, your sister and your mom. Hatred filled your mind. But over time, you realized that the more you resisted, the more she punished you. You decided to pretend that you submitted to her.

By giving her and yourself endless pleasure, you have grown to the point that the suit with useless hands has been replaced with a regular latex suit. You slept in a separate room, for security reasons. The days were not in vain, you were able to find out where she keeps pens. She didn't really care about them for some reason. You saw them under the bed, still in the same case, during the next sex, when she fucked you mercilessly on the floor. It remains to figure out how to get out of the room. Until it dawned on you.

Hoping that she would not leave the house in the evening, you were able to pick up the keys to the front door and hide them in your room. After another session, after which you almost went crazy, and your mother became more and more convinced of your devotion. And after you somehow ended up on your bed, you gathered your thoughts and strength to implement your plan. When it was late at night, you got up, took the keys to the house and opened the window. The idea of falling from the height of the second floor was not very pleasant, but that was the price of saving, not just your life. You were hoping that your latex suit would soften the fall. You looked out of the window.

"It's very high," the pitch-black night outside made the picture even darker. You didn't think of jumping directly from the windowsill. You climbed up on the windowsill, and began to slowly go down, holding your hands on the ledge. Now the height was about a meter and a half.

"Well... with Go... waaaaaaaaah!," you said to yourself as your latex hands slipped and you fell down.

You felt short-term pain and briefly lost consciousness. When you woke up, you found yourself lying on the grass under the window.

"Holy shit... God," you stood up, grabbing your head. You were hoping she hadn't woken up. The keys were lying nearby next to you on the grass. In this regard, you are lucky, and the fact that you did not crash to ****, too.

You got up and slowly trudged to the door. You tried to open it as quietly as you could, but you had to click the lock several times before opening the door. You entered the house quietly, carefully turning the lock once. Now all you had to do was get to her room and hope she was asleep.