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‘It’s fucking time that you came for me, sis.’

Finn bends over to kiss your painfull cheek. He lets his hand glide down. ‘It’s smooth?’ He whispers as you feel a finger enter the folds of your lady-bits.

‘Please Finn. I just want to...’

He slaps you again. Right there between your legs. Then he pushes you onto his bed. You ghasp for breath as he pushes you down by your throat.

‘You came to me of your own choice.’ He pushes harder. ‘You knew the consequences of entering this room. It doesn’t matter what you want now, slut.’

You try to nod. Only girls wishing to become his whores entered this room. After that, the only thing they wished for was to please. You’d known that since the moment your parents had left.

‘I am curious, though. What convinced you?’

His hands moved down to your tits. Pinning you down by groping them, hard.

You caugh before being able to reply to him. ‘Please, Finn. I want to be pretty. I want to enjoy...’

‘You’re a real slut, sis. I always knew you were.’

You feel your cheeks turn red. Had you really been a slut before Ryan happened?

‘Don’t be ashamed of it. You’re proud to be a slut. From now on...’

Finn took something from the backpocket of his jean.

‘Here, now be a good slut and pop this little candy for me.’

Not allowing yourself to think about it twice, you open up and let him place the pill in your mouth.

Before you could swallow, it had already dissolved on your tongue, leaving a taste behind you could only describe as pink.

‘Good girl.’ Finn’s voice came from far. His face was blurry. Everything became whoozy. ‘Feels f-funny.’

Finn let his fingers brush over your clit. And for the first time in your life, it was enoug.

You instantly came.