She's Finding it Hard to Think With All that Dicking.

Anna's eyes were beginning to roll back into her head with pleasure; and for a moment she merely enjoyed it, the pure unfiltered bliss of being fucked so roughly after so much waiting. No troubling thoughts touched her in that moment, none of the **** made itself apparent to her, nor did the fact that the dick that she was close to cumming for the fourth time on was her brother's. For one beautiful moment she simply rode the wave of pleasure to it's zenith, feeling as if she was flying through the air as the orgasm made her hips rock and her knees weaken, and as she came them the scream she made was one of pure bliss, before her brother's hand slapped her back to reality by smacking her ass-cheek.

"Quiet down bitch!" There was a hint of panic in Damien's voice as he said it, then regaining his previous composure he added: "And keep going about how your a worthless whore! I want to to internalize everything you say in this video." You can feel the onus of the command settle upon you as soon as he says it. You realize then that what your saying is true, it always has been. You're a set of holes to be ****, that's all your good for. No one wants you for your mind, and no one cares about what you want, unless it's to be fucked and used as a cumdumpster. But, that is what you want, you realize now that's all you'll ever want for the rest of your life. If Damien had left you more of your reasoning ability you would be horrified by how easy it is for him to control you completely, but all those thoughts are going away forever now, and they're being replaced with stupid happy glee to serve any man who looks at you and pulls out his cock. You start moaning again between words. Quieter, but still loud enough for everyone to hear what a filthy slut you are. You'll have plenty of time to get better at being your brother's whore now after all.