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Sisterly Dominance

Hypnotised Taking

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Itsbrookeduh

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Jenniefer nibbled absent-mindedly at the inside of her cheek as she toyed with the controller of the games console, once again caught up in the endless loop of deciding what to play next. Her dark brown hair had just been washed and appeared darker than it normally was, though there was no one else there to see her.

Well, except Lindsay, her boyfriend's sister. Jenniefer tried not to think of her as she launched a new game, shifting her weight on the bean-bag chair to get more comfortable, though it was hard not to think about Lindsay sometimes. The way that the woman looked at her, like she was always in the way, doing something or being somewhere where she should not have been… Well, to say that it set her on edge was an understatement.

Of course, Lindsay was ever-aware of her presence too, scowling as she cocked a hip and eyed up the bedroom door as if she could see Jenniefer sitting on the other side of it. What a silly little girl she was, always getting underfoot, in the way when she wanted to get something from her brother. What was it that she'd sent Matt out for again – milk? Who forgets to get in milk? Couldn't she do that instead of sitting on her backside the whole time?

Jenniefer was far from lazy but Lindsay's warped perspective of her rang through everything else as she stalked into the bedroom, a smile on her lips and a coin in the palm of her hand, tucked safely away. It should have been an innocuous little thing that didn't mean anything at all but in the fine, delicate hands as one such as her it could do more than simply pay for something. She tightened her grip on it. It was time to make Jenniefer pay, pay for all that she had done in getting in her way when there were things otherwise that would much easier for her to take. Her brother's money and possessions, of course, were among that but it was the control of it that she truly lusted for, shifting her weight from one bare foot to the other, toes curling and wriggling into the carpet. Even that was too thick and plush in the apartment that her brother owned, all on his own, her frown deepening until her otherwise pretty face was otherwise unrecognisable in the scope of a twisted, angry expression, lips pressed tightly together.

“What are you doing here?"

Lindsay's sharp bark of a voice sliced through the air as Jenniefer stiffened, not giving her the time of day. Without even sliding her gaze over, not to give Lindsay the satisfaction of affecting her in some way, she half-shrugged.

“What does it look like I'm doing?"

Lindsay scowled. She was going to do it, she really was. Maybe it was time to get rid of the stupid girl and even her brother too once and for all.

“Wasting your time, as usual. Haven't you got anything better to do than to hang around my brother's place all day?"

When Jenniefer did not acknowledge her with a response, locked on to her game with unerring focus. Maybe if she ignored her, she would go away. Sometimes that worked.

Yet, that day, it did not as Lindsay shook her head mockingly. What a foolish choice she'd made, what a silly girl. She wasn't going to be worth anything more, very soon, if she'd even been worth anything to begin with.

Jenniefer's eyes locked onto the coin, the controller falling from her hand, jaw slack, lips parted. She could not tell how it had happened but one moment she was playing the game and the next there was nothing else in the world that existed for her but that coin, how Lindsay played it back and forth, back and forth, over the backs of her fingers, a hypnotising gleam drawing her in and down, so deeply down…

“Relax…" Lindsay intoned softly, her voice taking on a darker, sultrier tone than Jenniefer had ever heard before. “There is no more for you here. Come to me. Watch the coin. There is no more for you here. Come to me. Watch the coin. Watch the coin."

Yes, yes… Yes, that was all that she had to do, falling deeper into her boyfriend's sister's trance, the glitter of the gold coin all that she could see, trickling back and forth over Lindsay's hand like water. She didn't need to think about anything else when the coin was there, Lindsay's words falling away, a dull roar of white noise rising in the back of her mind. She saw the other woman's lips moving but no sound was audible to her, caught in the trance and lost to the moment as Lindsay, with a twist to her lips, kicked the controller away, turning off the console.

Never again would Jenniefer get to play it. Not while she was under Lindsay's hold and control.

“Stand."

It was a test and a trial, a tiny order to see how far things had gone already and how much more of her influence she would have to lay over the other woman, though there was already magic in the air. Magic, indeed, that her stupid brother did not possess, Lindsay's smirk settling more comfortably across her face. Maybe things would have been different if he'd had a touch of it but, frankly, there were better things that one such as her could take from him, taking his benefit in other ways, even if it meant turning his life and that of his girlfriend's too upside down.

Jenniefer stood, entranced, not seeing what was before her, only obeying. She swayed as she stood there, mindlessly obedient, her mind blank, not knowing, not seeing, only being. There was no need for anything else as Lindsay grinned, unable to keep the wicked grin from stretching her lips wide as she swept her blonde hair back from her shoulders.

“Excellent. So, I see you are good for something." Yet there was more to come and the time was finally right to expend her power in the best of ways. “Now… Undress."

Oh, such a simple command to begin with but it sent a twist of pleasure through her gut to see Jenniefer immediately move to obey. There was even a swiftness and a speed to her obedience that pleased Lindsay further, a need stirring deep inside her that was not entirely linked to control. Yet that was not something that had to be explored as, smoothly and surely, Lindsay undressed before her.

Her T-shirt was first, the casual fabric slipping off and over her head and arms to drop to the floor in a crumpled heap. It would not be needed anymore and neither would her bra as Jenniefer arched her back and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. It was not the most comfortable of positions to twist into with a chest as large as hers and, indeed, required a degree of flexibility in the rotation of the shoulders, though she could just about manage it even when she was on the stiffer side.

Her breasts were large and, curiously, Lindsay caught sight of the tag on them: a G-cup. Of course, she was. Jenniefer carried a touch more weight on her than Lindsay may have liked, boasting a slim and slender form herself with only B-cups, though every woman knew how hard bra shopping was at the best of times. Without that weight on her chest, Lindsay knew that she had more choice but that did not stop the jealousy from rearing its ugly head. The woman's breasts pulled down heavily under their own weight, though there was still youth to them, a springiness to the skin that prevented sagging skin from becoming unappealing even to her eyes.

She had the liberty to be ugly, however, as Jenniefer hastened out of her jeans, undressing as if she was rushing in a way even if her mind did not understand why. There was no worry or concern in her and her expression was perfectly blank, perhaps even a hint of a smile tugging at her lips, born from Lindsay's eagerness. They were linked through the hypnosis and if Lindsay wanted something, well, that just made Jenniefer want it too.

Watching on hungrily, Lindsay licked her lips as Jenniefer's hips were exposed, rounded out nicely. She was a little bottom-heavy but that was a good thing as her jeans were pushed aside, socks coming off, leaving only her underwear. The cotton underwear was nothing special but her hairy pussy was, unshaved and lightly curled with natural hair, the dark strands thickly protective even though the soft lips of her pussy could still be seen tucked between her thighs when she bent over to remove her underwear from her ankles.

“Much better…"

Lindsay relished in her power and control as Jenniefer stood and waited with a small smile on her face, completely nude. There was nothing like the difference between one clothed party and the second nude one when it came to a power play and Lindsay ran her hands down Jenniefer's shoulders to her breasts, groping and squeezing while her victim could not help but moan.

“You aren't worthy of these. Get down on all fours."

Lindsay hissed through her teeth, swaying lightly as Jenniefer obeyed. Who could have known that seeing that idiotic girl obey her like a slut could have been so erotic? She might have made use of her a long time ago if she'd known but, as it was, the trance was so deep by that point that she no longer had any use for the coin that had remained in motion over the backs of her fingers, tucking it safely away in her pocket. That would come to use later, she was sure, as she completed her task there. For there was only so much that she could do at one time and it was now time to enjoy the humiliation and debasement of Jenniefer, for all that she had done and all that she had not done.

Lindsay smirked, tapping her fingers against her cheek as her thumb rested tucked under her jaw. Jenniefer was perfectly still on all fours but she must have known, at least in part, just what was coming as she had positioned her backside towards her, the smooth, fleshy round of it perfectly womanly. A little extra fat went a long way to leaving her body pleasantly soft and yielding, Lindsay groping her briefly, though a woman's body, to say the least of it, was not her thing.

But it was the humiliation of it all as her nemesis got down on all fours for her and acted like an obedient, meek little puppy, as if she could no longer do anything at all without Lindsay's say-so and permission. That was what made Lindsay's skin prickle with need, guts churning, need rising thick and fast in such a way as it could no longer be contained.

Licking her lips, her eyes danced with controlling glee.

“Act like you want to get fucked."

Jenniefer moaned and ducked her head, her long, dark hair falling forward to cover her face, though what she did right then and there was not anything she had ever done with her boyfriend. No, she would never have rocked her hips and cried out like that for him, whimpering and begging breathlessly, an incoherent stream of lust, manufactured entirely by the will of Lindsay flowing from her lips.

“Please, please, take me, fuck me, take me good and hard," Jenniefer babbled, her mind not taking in any of the words that passed her lips. “I need it, need it so badly, just need your cock in me!"

Mm… A dick.

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Now, that was an interesting thought. Truth be told, Lindsay had not been completely sure just what she was going to have Jenniefer do when she had, finally, made the decision to hypnotise her, but Jenniefer herself had been the one to give her that idea. Undressing herself of her shorts and thong, leaving her purple tank-top in place, Lindsay towered over the woman that had made her life so difficult, looking down at her crotch with the lightly trimmed hair. She often went bare down there but, well, there were other things to enjoy when it came to the pleasures of the body, different style offering varying sensations.

Jenniefer didn't have any say in the matter as Lindsay dropped to her knees, catching her weight in time to not let her knees crack into the ground, though the carpet was plush enough anyway to cushion the blow. She wasted no time in rocking and pumping her hips, placing her bare crotch against Jenniefer's backside and humping her.

“Is this what you need?" Lindsay hissed, a hint of damp sweat at the back of her neck allowing some of the wispier strands of her hair to cling to her skin. “You whore… This is all you wanted, to be used… Well, now that's what you're going to get – forever!"

There was no going back from such a thing as she growled through her teeth, grabbing Jenniefer's thick hips and pulling them back at her as if she really did have a cock or perhaps even a strap-on to use. That in itself, however, was not going to be necessary as Jenniefer's body tingled, suddenly feeling duller and heavier than ever before. Every sensation heightened as she gasped and moaned, driven by Lindsay's influence, rocking back against her, even though she could not move very much anymore. No, everything became more and more difficult to do even as Lindsay bore over her, her torso tipping, growling savagely as if she truly wanted to cause Jenniefer harm.

Perhaps one could have called it harm in how Jenniefer's arms slowly but surely pulled in against her sides, no longer useful as limbs. No, she wasn't going to need that anymore, not as her features smoothed out on her face and her hair disintegrated, leaving nothing on her head that could have possibly resembled her luxuriously well-kept locks. Her skull smoothed out and blended seamlessly into her neck, the details of her bones lingering only long enough to hold her body in shape and position for Lindsay.

Lindsay bared her teeth in a feral grin that did not suit a woman like her, yet there was little of her past self remaining with so much power coursing through her. With every beat of her heart, it grew a little more, throbbing up thick and fast, the woman's buttocks melding seamlessly to her crotch. Before her very eyes, Jenniefer's legs sucked back into her body, Jenniefer's nervous system becoming hers, every nerve-ending on fire as something akin to orgasm exploded within Lindsay. It was not any orgasm that she had known before, not even as she moaned, humping furiously as Jenniefer's body moved right along with her, seamlessly blending with her crotch.

There needed to be no more use for Jenniefer's body other than being a tool for a woman greater for her, her mind slipping away bit by bit as her body smoothed out, everything becoming elongated. There was a shrinking too, her body growing smaller and smaller, but her mind was not focused on that as pleasurable ripples teased through her, her lips remaining slightly parted as if there was something that needed to come from between them. Jenniefer saw no more, her eyes blending away, leaving nothing but perfect flesh, a fleshy lump that had been a woman, connected to Lindsay's crotch.

Jenniefer did not exist any more but what Lindsay did have was a new cock, just like what Jenniefer had wanted, shrinking slowly down to suit her size. An uncut length, the skin pulled over the glans at the tip even as what had to be a drop of saliva teased from what had been Jenniefer's lips but now was the slit at the tip of her shaft. Trembling, Lindsay rocked onto all fours, supporting herself on trembling but braced arms for the transformation of her new cock to complete itself.

There was no rush even as she moaned and rocked in please, gasping and heaving, a perfect shaft settling itself into place with the glans protruding lightly from the uncut skin. Lindsay moaned out loud with delight, some part of Jenniefer forming a pair of testicles too, though they did not hang down as heavily as she liked. Maybe they needed to be filled.

Coming back to herself, she pushed up onto her heels and crouched there, arching her back, a hand clasped around her shaft to explore every last bit of the length. Nothing was left of the woman that she had loathed and Lindsay laughed out loud to see her gone forever, used as a tool and fucked as she'd wanted to be. As the final tickle of the transformation slipped forth, what was left of Jenniefer's brain softened into semen, filling her balls, giving her a little more weight and substance to them, though it was not done yet.

No, there was only one way to ensure that Jenniefer was gone for good and gone forever and that was by destroying her mind, Lindsay pumping her cock with slow, long strokes. It would forever be a part of her unless she chose not to keep it but why not hold a trophy of battles won, to be fair, grunting thickly in the back of her throat as her hips pushed wantonly into her hand. Her cock throbbed and ached for release in a new and exquisite way, desire thrumming through as she spilt over the edge into the point of no return.

And it was there that Jenniefer's brain was spent, soaking into the carpet as she moaned out loud and worked her cock, destroying what remained of her brother's girlfriend forever. There was nothing more to it than that and her end, truly, was a disappointment as a cum-shot, therefore acting well and truly as a fitting end to a life that had not, in Lindsay's perspective, been well-lived with a brother of hers that was good for nothing too. At least, in the end, that was something that Jenniefer had had a use in.

Funny how things like that worked out.

Leaving Jenniefer there to mark and stain the carpet, Lindsay sighed contently, feeling more at peace than she had in a long time. It took but a moment to re-dress herself as her cock softened, one more task at hand remaining. But that would take the return of her brother as she settled down to wait for Matt, shivering in wicked delight at what she thought the look on his face might be when he found what she'd done to Jenniefer.

It would be a sight worth seeing.

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Matt returned home none the wiser with snacks and drinks in rustling carrier bags, expecting only a quiet night in for his birthday. He could not have known that nothing would ever again be the same again as he put away what he'd bought in the kitchen, calling out to his girlfriend, who he thought was still in his room.

“Jenniefer! I'm back!"

Of course, she did not reappear and he went in search of her, knocking on the bedroom door before entering, just in case she was in a somewhat compromising position. He wouldn't have wanted, after all, to unduly walk in on her, as that would not have been very pleasant, though all he found in his bedroom was the controller against the wall, shoved off as if into a corner, and a weird stain on the carpet.

He prodded it with his foot, not daring to poke it with his fingers. What was that?

“I see you've returned."

Matt jumped and muttered a curse, spinning around as his heart pounded.

“Lindsay! Do you have to sneak up on me like that?

His sister scowled, her expression darkening, though he could not help but notice that her shirt was askew. Maybe if they'd been on friendlier terms, he would have said something about that to her but, as it was, he left it there, petty and quiet in his minor forms of revenge. That was about all Matt would do, however, taking tiny victories where they, at the very least, seemed to present themselves to him.

Jenniefer, however… Well, she was still nowhere to be seen.

“Where's Jenniefer?"

Lindsay smirked, cocking her head to the side.

“Dunno. Why don't you go look for her?"

Something twisted in Matt's chest, though it was a faded remnant of anger that another person may have felt in the same situation.

“Did you make her leave?" He shook his head, fingers twitching, though he was not the sort of man to tighten them into a fist. “Damn it, Lindsay, why do you have to go mess up everything? I didn't even ask you to come here!"

Lindsay's eyebrows pushed together, her pretty lips curling into a one-sided scowl.

“Oh, of course – that's all you think, isn't it? I knew you were stupid but I didn't think you were quite that stupid as to think that! Do you really want to know what I've done to her, huh? Do you really?"

She didn't give Matt a chance to reply, yanking her shorts and thong down, though it no longer sat comfortably around her new cock and balls, to expose her crotch, the soft length of her shaft begging attention. Her brother sucked in a gasp and yet she knew that it was not in admiration for her but shock, bulldozing on without any care for him or his feelings. Those had fallen by the wayside long ago.

“This is her – my dick! I turned her into my cock, since she always was spouting off at me about shit." Lindsay spat curses, eyes blazing, no holds barred at long last. “This is a better place for her, trust me, but you… You I have always hated. And now I can finally put you just where you need to be!"

Matt may have been able to do something about stopping her if he had been quicker of wit and will but he was too slow as the gold coin flashed out again. He reeled and then everything slipped from his mind as Lindsay dragged him down and down and down, the hypnotising glint of it capturing his attention and draining his mind of any humanity that should have remained there.

“Look. Watch. Look. Watch. This is what happened to her too. Look. Watch. This is what happened to Jenniefer."

If Jenniefer had done it didn't that make it okay too? His head fogged over and Matt no longer even had the strength to clear it, thinking about shaking his head and then allowing the thought to slip away. No, it wasn't worth it, it was only Lindsay, nothing bad would happen there.

His mind fell blank as he stood there, Lindsay looking him over triumphantly with a wild-eyed smirk.

“Finally…"

She did not break his mind totally, allowing him to react, though everything in him leaned towards obedience, breathing shortly and sharply through parted lips so that the rise of his chest could be seen.

“You'll be broken first," she said, fury lacing her tone. “Let me see your mind."

She slipped into his head and he allowed it, the hypnosis linking them, showing her everything that he could never have told anyone else about. And it was in the darkest, deepest recesses of her brother's mind that Lindsay uncovered his secrets, dragging them forth into the harsh light of day to be laid bare.

“Well, well, well…" She rolled her eyes. “My brother is a kinky bitch. Come on then."

She perched heavily on the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other so that a bare foot dangled in the air. His eyes, of course, followed it lusciously, enraptured by that little movement alone.

“Go for it, you disgusting brat. This is what you want, isn't it?"

Matt wasn't thinking as he closed the distance between them, his lips finding her feet and moaning lewdly as he sucked on her toes. His cock throbbed up within his jeans and yet that was not the main moment to focus on as his need grew, rocking and yearning, his desire coursing through as he swirled his tongue around her toes. All he needed was right there before him and there was no longer even any thought of Jenniefer left in his warped mind as his sister shoved her other foot into his face, smearing her soles over his lips and forcing him to lick them.

“Do a good job and maybe I'll go easy on you…"

Of course, she had no intention of doing that as she forced him to take both of her big toes in her mouth and suck on them, his hands lifting obediently to massage the soles of her feet. A contented sigh could not help, even then, but escape her lips, leaning back heavily on her hands, his mattress bowing lightly, finally getting every bit of the respect that she deserved.

Matt knew none of that, wrapped up in obedience, though she scoffed and told him that he shouldn't have been clothed. That had to be fixed between foot worship sessions, every time he pulled away to obey forcing her to snap at him, dragging him back in. She gave him an impossible task to fulfil and, still, Lindsay demanded more of him, his tongue lashing over her heels, the light smell of her feet from simply walking about the apartment luring him in all the more.

When he was naked and his cock hard, she scoffed and turned her head away.

“Look up much you like this, you little whore… Is this really what you get off on? You're disgusting. You like it. You fucking love it."

With such power rolling through her, such crude language came more and more easily as he whimpered under her, only striving to please. Nothing else existed for him anymore as he moaned around her toes, suckling on each in turn, cleaning them with his tongue, nothing more than a slave to her and her feet, a broken remnant of the brother that he had once been under her complete and absolute control.

Yet even Lindsay could tire of that as he sucked on her big toes again, the lap of his tongue pleasing but a little on the ticklish side again. It was his kink and perhaps not hers, her lips twisting in revulsion as she caught sight of his hand working his hard-on furiously, the slick fap of skin sliding over flesh rising to fill the room.

“Gross… Cut that out."

He stopped immediately, though the stalling of such pleasure did not come without a moan as he knelt up, licking and swirling his tongue all over her feet. All he could do was obey, his mind blank to all else, cock aching furiously.

In that moment, he would have agreed to anything she asked him to.

A smirk spread across her face. It may as well have been fixed there permanently.

“It is your birthday," she crooned. “Do you want this to be your last birthday gift, oh brother of mine? I don't remember getting you a gift before. It's fitting that this should be your last, don't you think?"

He could only answer “yes", his lips spread into a grin that told a tale of not really understanding what was going on. But she was there and he had to obey her, nothing else existing for him. All he saw was the beauty of her sister, tasting the lingering feel of her feet in her mouth, wanting more of that even then.

Naked and ready for her, Matt got onto all fours.

“I don't want to see your fucking face."

That was okay. That was very okay, as long as she used him, as long as she got everything she wanted from him. He was there to serve her and do anything she wanted, the sexual side a delicious lick and nuance to it all that fed his incest kink something terrible. For there was some part of him, the buried depths of which she had dug up, that lusted for her too.

Lindsay, of course, did not need a strap-on to fuck him with Jenniefer acting the part of her new cock, hard and ready, though not because he was her brother that she was about to fuck. She shoved his face down into the carpet, forcing him to slant his torso down, grinding his face into the wet spot that was all that was left of Jenniefer, the woman that he had thought he had loved.

Lindsay scoffed as she pushed into him. What even was love? Something that one person took from another? She'd been doing that her whole life and her powers had finally come to sweet fruition in such a way that she could finally make use of them. It was fitting, somehow, that it was her brother and his girlfriend that had met their ends as her first victims, but she would not have truly have had it any other way as she crammed in deep, filling him with her aching, throbbing length.

It was a new sensation for her too even as she worked her way in balls-deep, reuniting him with Jenniefer as he cried out, face half-crushed into the carpet. But Lindsay did not care about that as she fucked him dry, hardly giving his body enough time to relax around her as she worked her hips. She was all about her pleasure and only her pleasure, after all, and there was little else in the world that had ever mastered for the sister that would, shortly, be the only one left of that family's generation.

Harder and harder… There was not a single part of Lindsay that even considered holding back as she slammed into him, even dragging her brother's hips back to her cock with each and every thrust. She slammed into him without a jot of consideration or him, power pulsing in time with the beat of her heart, need rising more and more with every second that dared to pass. Lindsay's moans dominated the moment even as she dominated him, working her way up to where she could keep up a pace.

It was for her pleasure, however, and his anal ring was forced to spread around her thick girth – a hard length for any man to take when he was not used to anal pleasures. Matt moaned and yet there was nothing in him that wanted to stop her, his cock still throbbing where it may have otherwise have wanted to soften, the pleasures of the body and her hypnotic control too much to stave off.

The coin lay on the carpet before him as she howled out her orgasm and yet, cruelly, did not allow him to have his own, reminding him of his place and position under her.

“It's your last birthday, after all," she grunted as she taunted him, creaming inside his ass. “You deserve a special treat… Something…ah…very…special…"

Only when she was good and done with him did she pull out and wipe her cock off on his backside, forcing him to turn around and suck her off, her cock slamming thoughtlessly to the back of his throat. It was just another play of power to her as her lusts rose and, once more, she spent herself down his throat, taking her leave and liberty of him as if to do so meant nothing at all to her. Truly, she had never even really seen Matt as her brother and now she could finally take everything there was of his that she had ever wanted to claim for herself.

Her seed marked his lips as she pulled out, letting the final spurts drool over his cheek and nose, a dirtied whore ready to go. She smirked. He would need that lubrication where he was going… But she didn't care about making it easy for him.

“Kneel," she breathed, hardly daring to believe that the moment was upon her. “Accept your fate, brother."

All he could do was obey, not understanding, not knowing, and yet he would have done it anyway even if the comprehension had been there. Kneeling and bowing his head before his sister, he allowed her to press the tip of her cock to his forehead, something washing over him, a cooling, softening sensation.

Only then did he begin to shrink, aware of what was happening as he blinked fuzzily. There was no disintegration of his body or reshaping it as he fell smaller and smaller, her hips following him down. She didn't want to miss anything of him, after all, laughing out loud with her head thrown back as her cock enveloped him, bit by bit. Like a monster from the abyss, it swallowed him whole, not needing to grow in size to take him even as his body shrank, his head slipping inside first as the thickness of the shaft bulged to gulp him down. It was nothing less than a beast, ravenous for his flesh.

Down and down and down the length he went. Only the size of a shoebox, perhaps, in total, Matt did not even cry out as his body disappeared, her cock sucking him down as she rocked her hips and helped him along the way through the force of gravity. The slit of her shaft pushed its way down over his shoulders, his midsection, pinning his arms to his sides, though all he could do was wriggle and squirm in absolute delight as he sank inside, put where his deepest, most sordid desires had told him was right and good.

There was no reason for him to live as the bulge that he had become travelled down the length of her cock, legs and feet swallowed up, a tiny, futile orgasm left in Matt's wake. All the way down: he dropped heavily into her balls and panted, though there was no air in there for him. There was nothing there for him as his skin softened and became malleable, his lips parted as he melted into cum, wasting away and becoming just another thing for his sister to use.

His thoughts fell blank. There was no more for Matt down there.

Rolling her shoulders back, Lindsay sighed heavily, though a light glinted in her eyes still. Man, who could have known that sex was a lot of work when she was in that position? She collected the golden coin – best keep that safe, the medium through which she could channel her power, walking in a rolling gait to the bathroom, her cock still hard. The bulge of her brother rested heavily in her balls and it would have been a shame not to use every last bit of him, jerking off her cock with the head poised ready over the bowl of the toilet.

“Mmmph… Goodbye, Matt."

And then she laughed and laughed, her wicked mirth bouncing off the walls of the bathroom as she rocked her hips and climaxed again, wasting everything that once was her brother into the toilet. He splashed down into the water, nothing more than her semen, and she was quick to flush, sweeping away his remains as if Matt had never even existed, nothing remaining of the man who had been her brother.

The deed was done and all was well, all as it needed to be, her power in full force as she trembled in the delightful luxury of it. She needed nothing more than to relish in the delight of that moment, everything of theirs now hers and no one any the wiser as to the lives that she had snuffed out and melted into her cum.

Lindsay licked her lips, nipping at her lower one, dark giggles bubbling up.

Maybe it was where they had belonged all along.

And it was her rightful place to dominate them.