(Upgrade: Level 3, OPPRESSED FOR REAL)

You know what, fuck it.

I got this cool discount, might as well use it.

Ever since last night, only one thought kept running through my mind…

What about level 3?

What was that final level all about?

Seeing one trait elevated all the way to the max might give me an understanding about the whole upgrading process. So there was a tactical reason to do this.

But to be honest, it was mainly curiosity.

There was only one trait I could take that far right now. Ulla’s OPPRESSED FOR REAL.

…

Click. Bought.

250 points gone.

This better be worth it.

The trait’s information box turned golden, as if to signify it was maxed up.

…And the text on her trait morphed… once more.

**** / OPPRESSED, FOR REAL – L3

The subject will be unable the tell anyone else what the user does to them. Be it sexual, bad or oppressive in nature, the subject cannot repeat it to anyone else. They will rationalize this with two reasons: 1. It's too embarrassing for them to tell, 2. They fully believe to live in a patriarchy, where if they tattle on you, nobody will take any action and they themselves will be penalized for telling on you.

L1 Upgrade: In addition to the previous paragraph, the subject will also start believing that men are better at everything compared to women. It might not be something they want to admit out loud, but deep inside they will start believing this. Most likely the subject will be in denial about this first, but comes to accept it over time.

L2-L3 Upgrade: The subject will be able to convince others of male superiority. This effect will work no matter the distance. The effect on others will be permanent.

…Wait?

What!

…What the fuck?

This was level 3?

But that was such a small change!

I read the text over and over again, the only thing that changed was the proximity! That Ulla didn’t have to be close to others to convince them of male superiority, she could…

…

Wait.

Holy fuck.

This… This was in fact…

Insanely powerful.

Ulla was a writer.

Her texts were read by tens of thousands every day.

…

I… I had to sit down.

I nearly stumbled on Gretchen’s naked body lying on the bed. I nearly forgot she was even there.

This…

This trait wouldn’t just change my life… It had the power to change whole society…

…Just…

How big was my ambition in the first place?

I could feel sweat dripping down my forehead.

My hand accidentally touched Gretchen’s big boobs.

I began massaging her massive mammaries, while still being deep in thought. Like they were some stress-toys or something.

I slowly began squeezing and pinching her nipples. Her cute attempts to be as quiet as possible brought me back to reality.

Whatever this trait was about… I couldn’t deal with it right now.

I’d have to think about this. Long and hard.

The implications were huge. The stakes would get bigger. If I went ahead with this… I’d have to be damn sure about my every move.

Right now, I pushed the thoughts aside. There was something I needed to do. Something I’d been working all night for.

Now I violently twisted Gretchen’s nipple. Really hard and fast.

She was shocked, but managed to hide her agonizing scream into her pillow.

I smiled. “Oh. You wanna make this a game, don’t you?” I said, hovering over her like a madman. “That’s fine. I can play all night long. In fact…” I put my hand on her throat, squeezing hard. “I’ll make you my living soundboard.”

MIMI

I… I didn’t know I had that kind of self-control left…

I guess the thought of actually… cumming on Gretchen’s sofa disgusted me too much.

My pussy was now finger-free.

No matter how much it pulsed, no matter how feverish I felt…

I wouldn’t do this to myself.

Not with them just one door away.

I… I wasn’t an animal.

And sadly… I think I really, really needed to prove that to myself.

And I did. I somehow did. I persevered.

I had to focus my mind like a champion. Like the time I had to take bar exams.

It was embarrassing to admit, but… This was even harder than that.

Thankfully, I was really tired and drunk.

So the sleep came fairly fast.

Merciful, merciful sleep.

…

…

…Huh?

I… I woke up…

It was still dark…

I checked my phone…

I had only slept for one hour.

But… Why did I wake up all of a sudden?

“AAAAAAAHHH!”

What the fuck was that… scream?

Where did it come from?

It… It sounded like Gretchen, maybe…

Oh… The bedroom door was ajar…

Why? I thought they closed it?

“AAAAH! AAAHA! OH GOD! AAAAAH! AAAH!”

Oh no. It continued.

Just as loud.

They probably thought I was still sleeping.

Those were… definitely… sex sounds.

…Right?

I could feel my body starting to sweat again.

SPANK!

“OUCH! I’M SORRY, PLEASE, I’M SORRY!”

No wait! That wasn’t a normal sex sound! That sounded like ****!

Domestic ****?

I got up and quickly scuttled to the open bedroom door.

Was I…. Was I really going to peek in?

I know this made me look like a pervert, but…

I had to make sure she was all right…. Right?

She was my… sister, after all.

…It could be a matter of life and ****.

…

Oh…

Oh God no.

She was being…

Was there words for this?

Yes, unfortunately there was.

She was being fucked like a complete slut.

Absolutely… relentless.

She was treated like a piece of meat.

No human value, just… fuckmeat.

Jack’s… cock… just kept penetrating my poor twin like a… like a…

Oh God I couldn’t even think of a metaphor, I had never seen anything so brutal!

Not even in porn!

I mean sure I’ve tried watching porn a few times, once with Greg, but it never really did anything for me…

But this…

Watching Jack absolutely devastate my poor sister’s pussy like it was nothing…

I… I…

I had never seen anything hotter.

I could feel my pussy sizzling in my panties.

SPANK!

Dear Lord! He just spanked her ass!

“OUCH! FUCK ME, MASTER!”

Wait, she liked it?

…

Can I just state the obvious here?

My sister was in no clear danger. This was… just… really rough sex.

There was no reason for me to keep watching.

…

But I was absolutely soaking.

I could feel it immediately.

This was the most turned on I had ever been in my life.

Including all the times Greg fucked me.

And I was just watching this.

The fucking continued, and…

Did Gretchen have a collar around her neck?

And she kept calling him Master!

He kept spanking her!

Then he turned her around, and…

FUCKED HER ASSHOLE?

AS ROUGHLY AS HE HAD FUCKED HER PUSSY?

Not only that, he took a hold of a chain that was connected to the collar and pulled on it!

While he fucked her in the ass!

Treating my sister like a ****!

…Did she actually like all that?

How long were they at this?

The whole hour?

This was insane!

This wasn’t sex, this was animals surrendering to pure lust and one destroying another!

But…

I could…

I didn’t want to rationalize this anymore.

Everybody had a breaking point.

This was like a nuclear attack on my brains.

I was never a carnal person, I always followed my intelligence.

Not this time.

I pulled my panties down and began masturbating.

Right there.

In the door-crack.

Like a pervert. Like a complete sex-maniac.

Watching Jack fuck my sister.

….

Ngh… Oh God…

Could a person fall lower?

I didn’t care.

This felt so…. Goddamn… good.

I never wanted to stop masturbating again.

And it wasn’t like Jack was stopping soon. He seemed to have unlimited stamina.

He just fucked, and fucked, and fucked my sister, making her a babbling mess.

A complete… plowed… whore…

They fucked like 20 minutes more. Jack came all over her body. Twice.

And there was so much of his… stuff. It covered all of Gretchen’s body.

I could smell it from here.

But Gretchen didn’t come. Not even once. She seemed to be on the edge forever.

That was until he whispered something in her ear.

Then she squirted all over the bed, letting out her biggest, most erotic moan yet.

If I was somehow still sleeping at this point, I definitely wouldn’t be now.

I didn’t feel good about releasing myself until my sister did as well. I was edging myself as well, trying to make the final orgasm as mind-blowing as possible.

Which was really, really stupid. I only needed to cum and get the Hell out of there.

But as I made clear before, I absolutely wasn’t thinking with my logical mind at this point.

I just wanted to rub my pussy and watch the fucking… just… a… little… more…

Oh… Oh God… I was finally ready to-

He looked up at me.

Straight at me.

He saw me.

I was shocked, and immediately withdrew my hand from my pussy and stepped back in panic.

I didn’t get far though.

Somehow Jack still had the stamina to run to the door, open with blinding **** and place his hand over my neck.

Then he pushed me against the wall.

I didn’t feel pain. If I did, I couldn’t focus on it.

This was all so… Powerful… So forceful…

His hand squeezed around my throat. Tighter, and tighter.

I… I… Oh God, this was exactly what I wanted him to do!

Finally!

I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head as… I…

Came!

Came like a fucking firehose!

Dripping all over Gretchen’s living room floor.

…I had no words.

I was moaning, but no sound came out. His hand was too tight on my vocal chords.

No matter how degrading every single element of this night was…

This was the best orgasm of my life.

I almost felt I could black out.

But he was still talking to me.

“You’re one sick fuck. You know that, right?”

Ungh…

No no no!

Why did he have to call me names again!

I mean I just got over one orgasm! Now I felt my pussy spasm again!

“Watching our private fucking session… And with your sister… You’re really a sad, pathetic creature, aren’t you?”

Oh God…

No! Stop!

I was just getting over all the hot fevers! Now they were rising again!

Specially with his tight grip still on my throat!

He... Heee…. He rubbed my pussy… With his bare hand…

My incredibly wet pussy…

Then he smeared the juices all over my face…

This was it… I was going literally insane..

I think I even heard myself laugh at the absolute absurdity of all this, I wasn’t sure…

He leaned closer.

“Do you want me to fuck your brains out too?”

I bit my lip.

Just say “no”. Just say…

He shoved two of his fingers in my pussyhole.

Oh God!!

There were no words for this type of pleasure!

“Just say it. Or nod. Do you want me to fuck your twin pussy the same way I did hers?”

My tongue was hanging out of my mouth now.

I must’ve looked like an absolute disgrace. Not fit for society.

So I… Might as well…

Nod. (MIMI: +20SP) (+37SP)

Then he…

Just…

Let go off me.

And I fell into a limp pile on the floor.

W-Why?

I just… I just agreed!

He looked down on me… With such… arrogance.

“Nah. To be honest, you’re not as hot as your sister. Don’t feel like it.”

Then he…. started… walking away…

For a brief moment… I actually considered…

Grabbing onto his leg… and begging him…

But then… He turned around.

“But it’s not totally hopeless for you, you know. You’ve got potential. I mean you got the same genes. Just… Try looking more like Gretchen. Start by dying your hair white. Then we can discuss this again.”

…

He left.

Went back to the bedroom.

Closed the door.

And soon I could hear the sounds of wet, rough fucking starting up again.

I curled up to a ball on the moist floor.