The final sister fully claimed

Everyone had headed to their own quarters to get cleaned up and dressed, then they reconvened for breakfast. Most of them arrived within a few minutes of each other, with the exception of Dina, who was last by a good 10 minutes. No one needed to ask her why. Dina was, for only the second time in recent memory, all dressed up. Her hair was immaculate too, looking shiny and luscious. It almost seemed Like Lynn’s spirit was inhabiting Dina’s body for a moment. That lasted only until she spoke. “Why the fuck is everyone staring at me?”

Most people at the table chuckled as Dina stood glaring at them, an air of mild annoyance about her. Adi was first to state the obvious. “Because seeing you in a dress and all dolled up two days in a row makes us question our own eyes and sanity.” To everyone’s surprise, Dina blushed and looked down at the floor, even wringing her hands a little. “Well, you know uhm, I’m Vel’s wife now, right? I thought I should try to look nice for him.” Vel was touched, touched and aroused. Very fucking aroused, instantly growing rock hard under the table. Ella kind of squealed. “Dinaaaaa, that’s so cuteeee!” Lady Rienne’s tone sounded warm as she smiled at her daughter. “It’s nice to see you putting in the effort for your brother, Dear.” It was Adi’s reaction Dina seemed to seek out though, and she seemed quite pleased to get an approving nod from Vel’s twin. Dina really looked amazing. Beautiful and sexy, and her reaction had been so fucking cute. There was no way she wasn’t getting fucked right now.

He got up, all eyes immediately moving to him. “Do you want anything, Baby? I or one of your other wives would be ha-“ Vel held up a hand, silencing his mother, and moved around the table towards Dina’s empty seat. When he got there, he lifted her chair and moved it a few feet away, freeing that section of the table, then waved Dina closer. She obediently hurried over, and Vel pulled her into an embrace. Dina’s large and muscular form swooning into his arms felt great, still a bit strange, but great. He was happy that out of all people, he was the only one his strong and tough sister would ever be a soft lady for. That she was comfortable showing that side of her to him felt… Special.

“You look amazing, my love, you really do. But you know you don’t have to wear something you don’t want to, right?” Dina lifted her head off his shoulder to meet his gaze the expression on her face almost slavish in its devotion and submission. Who would have ever thought Dina would turn out to be one of his most naturally submissive wives? “I… I wanted to look nice for you.” Vel couldn’t help but smile at how cute she was, and at the absurdity of Dina of all people being cute. “And you do, you always do, but you don’t have to try and be someone you’re not.” She looked thoughtful, and Vel figured he’d need to explain a bit further. “You’re always gorgeous and sexy, Dina, and I love seeing you in a dress like this. But I also love seeing you in tight trousers and a shirt with one of those sashes around your waist. And you’re sexy as fuck when you walk around in just your training clothes, all sweaty and dirty.” Understanding seemed to dawn on her face. “I love seeing you in anything, but I want to see you. And we both know dresses every day isn’t you. And that’s fine. If you only dress up for me like this occasionally, it makes it all the more special when you do.” She finally returned his smile. “Thanks, Vel. I wanted to try and be more feminine, I guess to try and fit with some image of what a noble wife should be, but you’re right. Thank you, for loving me for who I am.”

Vel leaned forward to give her a quick kiss, and as he pulled back, he realized something. “No chain?” Dina grinned at him and broke the hug so she could reach down to the short front hem of her dress, pulling it up a little to reveal the very top part of her thigh. The chain was wrapped around it. “I wanted you to see me in just the dress, and everyone here knows about my penance so I thought it would be okay. I can-“ Vel waved a hand. “I don’t mind at all, my love, the chain is something you’ve committed to yourself.” He thought for a moment. “Actually, I would like you to take it off for a bit. It might get in the way of what I have planned.” Excitement flashed in her eyes, and Dina quickly untied the little straps of fabric she’d used to fix the double-wrapped chain in place. That muscular thigh of hers was something else indeed, it made Vel’s already engorged member strain against the fabric of his trousers.

Dina handed the chain to their mother. “Hold onto this for me, will you, Mother?” Lady Rienne smiled as she took the proffered metal links. “Of course, Sweetie, Mommy will keep it safe. You just focus on being a good wife for your brother.” Their mother telling his oldest sister that getting fucked by him was her most important duty got Vel even hornier, if that was even possible at this point. He pulled Dina in close again and whispered in her ear. The first tickle of his breath on her skin drew a little moan out of her. As he told her what he wanted to do to her, a shiver ran through her whole powerful body.

Vel wasn’t surprised that Dina was willing, not at all, but he was surprised by her enthusiasm. She loved the idea, was eager for it. There was some trepidation and even a bit of fear of course, but his oldest sister loved a challenge, and didn’t flinch from the prospect of pain. “I am all yours, Brother, how do you want me?” If this kept getting hotter, Vel would blow his first load in his trousers. “Bend over the table, pull your dress up and your undergarments down.” Dina smiled and giggled as she turned. “As if I would be wearing undergarments.” Crap, that nearly did it, better hurry.

The sight of his sexy sister bent over the table wearing a dress, her naked and muscular ass on display for him, was pleasing indeed. Her asshole looked tight as fuck, add to that the muscles she was sporting, and Vel spotted a potential problem. “One of you wouldn’t happen to have any oil on you, would?” he looked at his assembled wives as he asked, not really holding out hope, but expecting one to volunteer to run and fetch some. To his surprise though, Lynn piped up happily. “I do!” She produced a small bottle from somewhere inside her dress and held it up proudly. “That’s excellent, my love.” She beamed at him. “Why are you carrying that around though?” Lynn blushed a little, but also gave him a wicked smile. “Well, you know how much I love it when my husband claims my ass.” He returned her smile. “So, you always have a bottle of oil with you in hopes that I might decide to fuck your ass?” She nodded eagerly “Yes! You don’t really need with me anymore of course, but its best to be prepared!” She was right about that. “I’m proud of you, my love. Now bring that bottle over here.”

As Lynn got up and made her way around the table, Vel looked back to the obediently waiting Dina’s ass. “Her asshole will definitely need some loosening up.” He’d said it mostly to himself, but Ella excitedly jumped out of her chair. “I’ll do it!” She hurried over as well, and Vel decided to just let it happen. Dina didn’t voice any concerns, but Vel could tell by touching her mind that she wasn’t too sure about the prospect of her youngest sister touching her asshole in any way. If Vel wanted it though, that was all that mattered. She had become such a good girl.

Vel moved aside to give his very enthusiastic little sister room behind Dina, and the little blonde cutie wasted no time dropping to her knees and sticking her tongue out. As that soft little organ first touched Dina’s puckered rim, a little squeal of surprise escaped her. “Ahh!” That drew some giggles from around the table. “The little Princess has the softest tongue, doesn’t she, Dina?” Seeming to relax a little, Dina nodded in reply to Adi’s question. As she opened her mouth to reply though, Ella finally managed to push her tongue into her oldest sister’s asshole, so only a moan and an expletive emerged. “Ooooh fuck!” No one was eating yet, everyone’s eyes firmly fixed on the unfolding spectacle. Ella suddenly sprang to her knees and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand in a most unladylike way. “I think that’s good enough, Daddy, wouldn’t want her too loose, right?” He grinned at her and ruffled her hair. “Quite right. Good job, Princess.” She beamed at him before returning to her seat.

Up next, Vel let Lynn work the oil in and around Dina’s asshole with her fingers, drawing more moans and curses from the eldest of the flock. “There, she’s ready for you, Husband.” Vel could tell how Lynn relished the word husband every time she said it, and he gave her a little kiss as thanks before she too retook her seat at the table. Nothing left to do but to line up his glans with that oil-smeared hole his sister was presenting to him. Even just touching it, not pushing yet, he could feel that this would be hardest ass to get himself into yet. No doubt because Dina was so fucking well trained and muscular. He hesitated for a second, wondering if perhaps he should give her some time to prepare, like he had with Lynn. “Go on, fuck my stuck-up ass in front of all your wives, Brother!” She sounded downright excited. What a woman his sister was. Vel grabbed her waist and pushed.

He saw pain bloom in her mind as first his glans and then the upper part of his shaft **** its way into her bowels, and so he was quite surprised that was suddenly overwhelmed by pleasure, and his sister’s first climax arrived. Perhaps he shouldn’t have been, this was Dina, after all.” OOOOOH FUCK YEEEEEEEEESS CLAIM MEEEEE!” The knowledge that the only man strong enough to take her ass was doing so was evidently a massive turn-on for her. What a woman indeed. She was pounding the table as she came, Vel continuing to slowly **** his way forward. Her climax was long, and a few drinks toppled over thank to the **** of her fist. By the time it was over, Vel was almost hilted in her ass.

Dina was panting. “Fuck, how do you just keep getting better? How do you keep finding new ways to blow my mind? FUCK!” She hit the table one last time. In her mind the pain had receded to the edges, still present but drowned out by euphoria. Vel didn’t reply, nor had she been expecting him to. Instead, he moved his hands to her shoulders, gripping tight. “Ready for the last few inches?” Dina turned her head to look at him incredulously. “There’s more? Shit! Mother, is our house part horse?” Lady Rienne chuckled. “I don’t think so, Dear, but your uncle sure is stubborn as a mule. And sometimes he can be an ass. So perhaps there’s a donkey somewhere in the Hothemer family tree.” Dina groaned as Vel began pushing forward again.

“FUUUUUUCK!” Dina pounded the table again as her second climax arrived, and Vel finally made it all the way into her bowels. Lynn, who’d just finished wiping away the first few spills, looked a tad annoyed as another cup toppled. They couldn’t exactly call the servants to do it right now though. Dina was too caught up in the onslaught of pleasure Vel’s dick was putting her through to notice. “I am never going to forgive myself for denying this to myself for so long. If I hadn’t been such a stupid bitch, we could have been doing this for years already.” She wasn’t wrong, but Vel really had forgiven her. “Ready for me to really fuck your ass?” He felt her briefly shiver in his grip. “Fuck yes.”

The whole table shook as Vel slammed himself into Dina, everyone hastily grabbing their food and lifting it to safety as the black-haired beauty howled in pain and pleasure. Only one thrust and Vel could feel how close she was to cumming again, it was quite incredible. He slowly pulled back out, his sister moaning as he did, then slammed himself into her guts again. No one had been stupid enough to set their food back down, everyone still holding it as Dina let out another howl. “OOOOHOOOHHHHHFUUUUUUUCK!” Her third climax really rocked her, both legs trebling and giving out, letting her upper body fully sag down onto the table. Vel had to bend his knees a bit and follow to not risk slipping out, and he quickly moved his grip back to her hips and lifted her back up to his preferred height and angle.

“Shit, fuck. You’re going to fucking break me, Vel.” Dina was panting, her cheek lying on the wood of the table. She quickly hurried to follow it up as she felt him halting in concern. “Please don’t stop, though. Its fucking worth it.” Lady Rienne and Adi chuckled and Vel smiled before once again pulling back and spearing forward into his oldest sister’s rear. Her ass was so fucking tight! And holy shit did it grip him! Dina’s strength was evident everywhere in that magnificent body of hers. He did his best to really pound her, pulling out and hammering back in as fast and hard as that steel grip would allow. By the sound of it, Dina was really enjoying it. “Ohfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckaaaaaaaahshitfuck!” Vel relished this dominance over her, a very different kind than the one just won by physical strength. Though he enjoyed that too. And more than anything else right now, he was enjoying the sensation of claiming the last unfucked ass in his family. He had taken all the virginities of all his sisters, and that knowledge warmed his heart. And someday, he would take all the virginities of all his daughters. Some of which his own sisters would carry for him. He briefly pitied all the men in the world who weren’t The Heir and would likely never know this joy. But only briefly as, seconds later, all thoughts were driven from his mind by his and Dina’s perfectly simultaneous climaxes.

Vel pulled his limp manhood, which was covered in oil and cum, out of his sister’s ass. It gaped for barely a millisecond before slamming shut, keeping most of his load in there, only a tiny trickle escaping. He staggered to his seat, Dina was still motionless on the table, panting. “Mother, would you mind cleaning me up?” Lady Rienne smiled as she quickly got up. “Of course not, Baby, Mommy would love to.” He folded his hands over his stomach and sighed in contentment as his beautiful mother got to work lovingly cleaning him off with her mouth. Life was good.

After Lady Rienne finished and took her seat again, Vel felt something from his link with Adi, as if an idea had just formed in her mind that got her excited. She hopped out of her chair and began making her way around the table. “Sweetie, your brother is done fucking your sister now, it’s time to eat breakfast.” Lady Rienne sounded a tad impatient, perhaps she was hungry. Adi was not deterred, and she smiled at her mother she knelt behind the still limp Dina. “Oh, go ahead and eat, Mother. My breakfast is right here.” Then she did her best to pull her sister’s cheeks apart, trying to pry her asshole open a bit more, and got to work scooping Vel’s load out with her tongue. Lady Rienne looked to Vel, who smiled and shrugged in a way that said, “If she wants to, let her.” His mother returned the smile and, with an only slightly exasperated shake off her head, got started on her own breakfast.

It was an interesting breakfast indeed, the sounds of conversation and cutlery occasionally interrupted by a moan from Dina or a slurp from Adi. Life was slowly returning to the eldest Andros sibling, but she made no move to get up. Perhaps she was still too worn out, or perhaps she wanted to let Adi finish her work. Vel was letting Ella feed him today. She’d been quite eager to, even happy to wait with eating her own until he was all full. He’d insisted she eat too though, so she was currently sat on his lap, her breasts out so Vel could play with them while they ate, and alternated feeding him and herself a bite. “One for you, one for me.” She really was muttering that under her breath for each spoonful, it was adorable.

“Okay, you’re all clean Dina!” Adi happily sprang back to her feet, lightly slapping one of Dina’s asscheeks as she did. “Thanks Adi.” Dina sounded genuinely grateful. As Adi made her way back to her own seat, Dina finally lifted herself up from the table. She retrieved her chain from her mother and slung it over her torso before she grabbed her chair and sat down. “Congratulations on getting your ass fucked by Vel, Sis!” Ella sounded so genuinely happy for her sister, it was really cute. Dina clearly thought so too, judging by the adoring smile she gave Ella. “Thanks, Princess.”

“So, Dina, did you do everything yourself?” The slightly confused look she gave her younger sister indicated that Dina hadn’t quite understood what Lynn was asking. “What do you mean, Sister?” Lynn gestured to the thoroughly fucked beauty. “Your styling. The hair, the makeup, th-“ Dina interrupted her as she understood. “Oh, that. Yes, I did, why?” Lynn gave her an approving nod. “Because you did a great job! I must say, I’m quite of proud of you.” That earned her a warm smile. Vel looked to his mother who, by the looks of it, had enjoyed that wholesome exchange as much as he had. She caught his eye, and the adoration and gratitude he beheld there were breathtaking. She knew that this, this loving family they had become, was his doing. Silently, she folded her hands together as in in prayer and inclined her head to him briefly. A wordless gesture of thanks.