The aftermath

Now stripped of armor the riders and their seconds met in the middle of the field, as was traditional. Dina was limping a little, which Vel found kind of funny. They came to a halt right in front of each other, their seconds just behind them. Vel could see Dina was grinding her teeth, she was seething. Jeane on the other hand was smiling at him and even gave him an approving nod. He’d earned it, he knew he’d ridden flawlessly. Even Dina couldn’t deny that. “That was well ridden, Vel.” She extended her hand, and he took it firmly, giving it the customary shake. “So, you accept that you were fairly beaten on the field of honor and will abide by the terms of our wager?” He registered confusion on Jeane’s face, she likely knew nothing of any wager. A war of emotions played out on Dina’s face, but she eventually hung her head. “Yes, Vel. I do and I will.” He smiled. “Excellent. Want to do it out here?” She looked back up at him, shock evident on her face. “What? You cannot mean th-“ He stopped her. “It was just a suggestion, our terms did not say I get to dictate where. Shall we head for your quarters instead?” Dina briefly looked relieved, then seemed to remember her tits were still about to get fucked, just not out in the open. She nodded. “Yes, that would be best. Jeane, thank you for your service. You are dismissed.” Jeane looked like she was about to protest, but Dina’s tone turned strict. “I said you are dismissed, now go.” The sworn shield gave Vel a questioning look, and he responded with an apologetic shrug as she headed off. Dina took a deep breath. “Okay, Vel, let us go and get this over with.” Vel wanted to rub it in a little. “Adi will be coming with us.” Dina looked like she might cry, and he thought she would protest, but instead she just slumped her shoulders. “Fine. Let us go.” The trio headed off, Adi and Vel waving a quick goodbye to Lynn as they went.

As they headed for her quarters, Vel gently tried to look at Dina’s mind. There was a mess of emotions swirling around on her membrane. Almost all negative. He wanted a bit more insight into her thoughts and carefully used fracture. Her surface thoughts were so loud, they almost sounded like shouts. “He beat me, how did he beat me? I lost, how could I lose? How could I lose to him? He is weak, Father always says so. How can I have lost to someone weak, does that mean I am weaker?” It went on like that, she was having a bit of a crisis of identity it seemed. Vel loved it, he loved seeing how humiliated she felt. And like how much of a failure she felt. It was great.

He decided to capitalize on the situation and used suggestion. I am strong, and yet Vel beat me. That means Vel is strong. It was rejected, and Vel thought he knew why. She hadn’t fully accepted her defeat. Vel played it fair, obeyed the rules, and beat me easily. I lost and Vel won. It sank in, and Vel could see her shoulders slump further. If I am strong, and Vel beat me, that means Vel is strong. Vel is strong. It was accepted, but for the first time ever, Vel experienced a target accepting a suggestion with a modification of their own. It was as if he could hear Dina add “on horseback” to the last part of the suggestion. Vel is strong on horseback. Okay, fine, he would take it. Father insists Vel is weak, and yet Vel has proven himself strong. It sank in, but not without effort. If Father insists Vel is weak, but Vel is clearly not, then Father is either lying or wrong about Vel. It took monumental effort, but Dina accepted it. That felt like a triumph far larger than the one he had jousted his way too. He had started to chip at the image she had of their father. A small chip it might be, but it was the beginning of the end for his father.

Vel couldn’t remember the last time he had been in his oldest sister’s rooms. They were spacious, but sparsely furnished. Everything was very practical, the only decorations were martial in nature. It all fit Dina very well. Dina herself came to a halt in the middle of the room, looking a bit lost. She took a deep breath, and through the rapidly closing cracks in her membrane Vel heard a last thought. “This must be done, for honor.”

“Okay, how do you want to do this Vel? You’re the victor, I suppose you get to decide.” Vel gave it a bit of thought. “Well, first of all, you should get your tits out.” To his astonishment, there was no flash of outrage, Dina just blushed. “Of course, how stupid of me. Uhm…” She trailed off. Her tunic, the one she’d worn under the armor, was tied at the back. It was not one she could remove by herself. “Do you need help getting that tunic off, Sis?” Adi’s tone was neutral, with no hint of mockery in it. That somehow seemed to get to Dina, who finally teared up a little. “Yes, Adi, thank you.” She hesitated a moment, her mouth still open. “How did you do it, Vel. You really didn’t cheat, did you? You couldn’t have...” She trailed off, Vel tilted her chin up, so they made eye contact. Her blue eyes were remarkably similar to his own and Adi’s. “It is simple, Dina. I am a great rider, and good with a lance. A better rider than you, and better with a lance than you. You were too blinded by arrogance, hate for me, and Father’s nonsense to see it. But everyone else knew what the outcome of our joust would be. Ask Jeane if you do not believe me.” Once again, Dina did not get angry. Who was this girl? Had he really broken her? She seemed to suddenly summon some resolve. “Yes, of course, you are right. You are good on a horse, it makes up for your defect. You are right, I was foolish to discount you so completely. In any other test of strength or skill I would beat you still.” She seemed to pull out of her broken state and the Dina he knew was suddenly back as she straightened up and the air of arrogance returned.

“Okay, let us get this over with. Adi, please help me disrobe. Velas, turn around.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “Turn around? You do realize that you are-“She cut him off. “I realize perfectly well what I have to do, but there was nothing in our terms about you watching me disrobe.” He sighed. “Fine, fine.” He turned away from Dina and Adi.

Vel heard the tunic hitting the floor behind him and some further rustling. “Okay, Vel, you may turn around.” Dina’s voice sounded very curt, even businesslike. He turned around and was greeted by the sight of his oldest sister in all her topless glory. Her tits were huge, almost as large as their mother’s. She was, unsurprisingly, quite toned. An expression of defiance was on her face, the broken humility really had not lasted long. Vel thought he would be able to play this to his advantage eventually. She’d want to prove herself against him in another contest of arms for sure. Perhaps he could lure her into accepting even more outrageous terms next time. Adi was just behind Dina, she smiled at her twin brother and mouthed “They’re huge, huh?” to him. He nodded approvingly. “Damn, Dina, nice tits.” She scoffed. “Of course you would feel the need to be vulgar about this.” Vel laughed. “Dina, you are going to jerk your brother off with your tits. The situation is already about as vulgar as it gets.” Dina conceded that with a little nod of the head. “You may have a point. But, if you are done staring, perhaps we can move on to your winnings.” Vel grinned as he hobbled over to the bed and seated himself on the edge.

“Come over here then, Dina, and get on your knees.” She seemed to be about to protest something, perhaps whether she really needed to be on her knees, but instead she just sighed and did as Vel had said. The sight of his busty bitch of an older sister on his knees in front of him, her tits out for all to see, instantly made him hard. “Adi, would you come over here and help me get these trousers off?” Adi hurried over. “Of course, brother dear.” Dina watched with a bit of trepidation as Adi helped Vel unbuckle and slide off his trousers, then gasped when his hard manhood popped free. Adi smiled. “Yeah, huge, isn’t it?” Dina nodded, staring at it, then shook her head as if to clear it. “Of course, of fucking course. The two of you are so sick. Adi, you’ve seen it before, why does that even surprise me?” Adi got angry. “Oh, shut your trap, Dina. I actually care about my brother, so I’ve been helping him dress and undress since we were kids. You don’t get to act offended that we’re comfortable with each other.” Dina looked like she disagreed, so Vel decided to preempt her protests. “Dina, the longer you spend arguing the longer you spend kneeling at my feet with your tits out.” That seemed to do the trick and she sighed. “You’re right, we should get this over with. I’ve never done this before, anything I need to know before I start?”

Vel was briefly surprised, then remembered his suggestion, she wanted to this right, as a matter of honor. “Yes, a few things. First of all, you need to get a lot of spit either on my dick or between your tits. I imagine you will opt for the latter.” Dina nodded, spat in her hand, and began rubbing it between her tits. “Do it again, it will take a lot more than a single wad of saliva.” Dina repeated the action a few more times before Vel was satisfied.” Okay, good, now give them a little shake.” She didn’t question the need for that. Dina shook her shoulders, causing her bountiful chest to jiggle and bounce. It looked wonderful. A bitch she might be, but a bitch blessed with an amazing rack.

“Now, come closer and put your tits on my thighs.” With only a slight hint of hesitation, his sister shuffled forward and deposited her massive boobs on his legs. “Good, now make sure they properly envelop my manhood.” Dina took a shaky breath, seemingly fighting back tears, then grabbed hold of her breasts and positioned them fully on either side of her brother’s cock. It felt heavenly to Vel, the feeling of his last unclaimed sister’s titflesh on his sex. Adi was watching and breathing heavily next to him. She needed to tone it down, Dina was not ready to know how close they were. He pulsed that to her mentally and she immediately obeyed. Good. “What now, Vel?” Dina looked at him expectantly.

“Now, dear sister, you push your tits together around my shaft and move them up and down until I blow my load all over them.” Dina’s expression hardened, and she nodded. “Yes, okay. I agreed to do that, I can see it done. I am a warrior of my word.” Vel realized she was psyching herself up to do it. That was pretty funny. Adi chimed in. “Yeah? Do it then, or are you all talk?” Once again, his twin knew just what to say. Dina scoffed. “Watch what a real woman is capable of, Adeline.” After that dig at Adi’s chest size, Dina started moving.

Vel groaned. Dina was applying just the right amount of pressure as she began jerking his cock with her tits. It was enough to have a proper grip and ensure stimulation, but soft enough that he was feeling the softness of her tits. “Damn, Dina, you sure you’ve never done this before? You’re a natural.” She actually looked pleased at the praise, and a quick look at her mind revealed a bit of pride. “Of course. if I put effort into something, I will do it well.” Ah, that was why. Adi giggled. “How are you managing to look like a haughty bitch while on your knees with Vel’s dick between your tits? That’s almost impressive.” Dina scoffed again and kept going, outwardly unphased.

“Do it faster now, Dina, or we’ll be here all day.” Dina sped up, and Vel’s dick and her spit-slicked tits started making the most indecent noises. “Fuck, Dina, listen to your slutty tits jerking me. It sounds great, doesn’t it?” She didn’t respond to the teasing, just kept her eyes on his dick as she rapidly pumped her tits up and down around it. “Ugh, fuck. Her tits feel so good, Adi.” Adi smiled. “Oh, I bet they do, they look so big and soft.” Dina blushed, something about that had gotten to her. Vel looked at her mind, and realized she actually felt a bit flattered. Perhaps she was not used to compliments about her feminine assets, being who she was. That would almost be cute if she wasn’t such an unlikeable cunt. “Dina, seriously, faster. I know you’re probably in no hurry to have my jizz on you, but it’s that or doing this for hours.” Dina growled as she increased the pace again. Shclick. The noises were beautifully filthy. It lacked passion, though. Dina was doing it mechanically, without any motivation besides getting through it. He needed to find a different lens to view this through if he was ever going to finish.

He found it. There she was, his bitch of an older sister, who had done her best to make him feel unwelcome in his own home. Who had tried to isolate him, turn his own siblings against him. She was defeated. Defeated and humiliated, on her knees in front of him. Jacking off his cock, the cock of the brother she despised. Fuck, he went from barely staying hard to ready to blow immediately. She might pretend to be unbothered, but Vel could see her emotions. Her humiliation, her shame. She had lost. She had lost to him, and now he would cover her in his cum. “Oh fuck, take it, bitch!” He erupted, shooting cum all over her tits, with some even hitting her throat and chin. Remarkably, she mostly kept her composure. Barely flinching and continuing the rhythmic pumping motion until he was fully spent.

When he softened, she stood up, making no move to clean or cover herself. “I take it that means you’ve finished?” Adi giggled. “The proof of that is all over you, Sis. It looks good on you.” Dina didn’t respond to that and kept her eyes on Vel. “Would you say honor is satisfied?” Vel couldn’t help himself. “I don’t know that bloke, but I sure as shit am satisfied. That was good titjob, Dina. Especially for a first timer. Well done.” She took a deep breath, composing herself. “Has our agreement been honored?” Vel nodded. “Yes, Sister. It has.” Dina nodded back. “In that case, both of you get out. Right now.” The twins giggled as Adi helped Vel get his trousers back on, then Dina practically pushed them out.