【Chaos in Another World】(Chapter Two: Fallen Siblings)

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Chapter Two: The Fallen Siblings
Winter mornings always bring a late sunrise. However, for many, their schedules don't
follow nature's predetermined rhythm. They follow their own desires.
In the castle of Vikeren in the Duchy of Tempel, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. The castle's master,
Vikeren, the duchy's ruler, hadn't appeared yet, but the castle servants weren't surprised; this
wasn't the first or second time this had happened.
Vikeren's bedroom door was tightly shut. This bedroom, along with the downstairs meeting room, were the two
most valuable rooms in the castle. A magician Vikeren had hired at great expense had them enchanted with expensive materials and soundproofing
magic. As long as the door was closed, even if you pressed your ear against it, you couldn't hear a sound inside, not even
a knight capable of emitting battle aura shouting loudly. However, the purpose of setting up the conference room downstairs
in this way was naturally for discussing confidential matters such as military intelligence; but the fact that Vikeren
's bedroom upstairs was also set up like this was somewhat ambiguous in its intentions.
At this moment, the special nature of this bedroom came into play: a man and a woman were making love inside
, their naked bodies intertwined, the room filled with the sounds of lewd moans. Yet, outside, all was silent
; not a single sound traveled out. However, even without hearing the sounds, the servants in the castle
knew what was happening inside.
Yesenia had only been awake for less than half an hour,
awakened by the stimulation in her vagina.
Vikeren, who had just experienced the pain of losing his child yesterday and was exhausted from satisfying himself on Yesenia's body,
didn't fall asleep until the first light of dawn, and only six hours later, he woke up.
Upon waking, Vikeren's first sensation was the presence of someone in his arms. He then felt
his semi-erect penis nestled in a warm place.
Without even opening his eyes, Vikeren could imagine the scene. He couldn't help but
feel a surge of joy. He knew full well the frenzy of the previous night; he, a
knight who had cultivated martial arts for many years, might be a little tired, but it wouldn't matter. On the contrary, Yesenia, a frail woman,
would surely be exhausted. In his memory, his last ejaculation had landed entirely on Yesenia's
cherry lips, but now… thinking of Yesenia disregarding her own exhaustion and still serving
him like this, Vikeren was deeply moved.
When he opened his eyes and saw Yesenia's blissful, feminine expression, her delicate face pressed
against his chest, her breath sweet and fragrant, his emotion intensified. This woman
was far too precious to him. He regretted how he had treated her in the past few years, and he regretted that it
had been so late in realizing her worth.
Thinking of this, Vikeren disregarded his age of over fifty and the frenzy of the previous night. He
channeled his inner energy, and his penis, already inside Yesenia's vagina, instantly became erect. He then rolled over,
pinning her beneath him, and began to slowly thrust.
Yesenia slept soundly from the previous night's exhaustion. However, a nightmare soon struck. She dreamt that she
was being raped by an extremely ugly drunkard. Startled awake, she
saw Vikeren looking at her with a gentle smile, his lower body moving back and forth inside her.
Before she could even show fear, Yesenia's expression transformed into one of tenderness and joy
. A pair of hands wrapped around Vikeren's neck, and she said in a sickeningly sweet voice,
"My dear... Master." Her eyes were full of playfulness and affection.
Hearing Yesenia still call him "Master," Vikeren, though his lower body continued to thrust,
still showed a puzzled expression: "Yesenia, why..."
"I like it!" Yesenia said coquettishly, uttering words that made him want to vomit, and kissed Vikeren
, saying, "I want to be Master's obedient little slave girl forever."
Hearing Yesenia's voice, which could make his blood boil, Vikeren felt his
desire rise even higher. His lower body, gentle yet powerful, slowly pushed to the deepest part of Yesenia's body
. Hearing Yesenia's long, satisfied moan, Vikeren's pride soared to unprecedented heights
. His penis began to thrust even faster.
Just as Yesenia was setting aside all pride and preparing to enjoy herself, she suddenly noticed a faint yellow light emanating from Vikeren's body . She knew what it was immediately, and after a moment's thought, a 　　worried expression
appeared on her face : "Master, why...why are you using your battle aura! This isn't good, and you still have to suppress it to take 　　care of me, quickly...quickly, get away!" 　　 Yesenia was just an ordinary woman, who had never practiced any battle aura or magic, but that 　　didn't mean she was ignorant. Using battle aura to enhance sexual desire wasn't unheard of, but it would severely damage 　　the body afterward. Moreover, when battle aura emitted its light, ordinary people couldn't get close. The solution, like Vikeren 　　was doing now, was to forcibly suppress it, allowing ordinary people to get close, but this required extremely high control over the battle aura 　　, and since it was pointless, no one would do it. 　　 Vikeren's current state was doubly damaging. Yesenia actually preferred to see him tormenting her like this, 　　but she had her own thoughts. 　　 Sure enough, upon hearing Yesenia's words of concern, Vikeren not only showed no sign of relaxing, but instead 　　became even more eager: "It's alright, my Seni," he said, and continued thrusting. 　　 This activity lasted for over an hour. Midway through, the two made no attempt to conceal themselves from the maid who brought food 　　, and showed no intention of stopping, lost in their passionate lovemaking. 　　 It wasn't until after 2 PM that Vikeren, still unsatisfied, took a bath and left, accompanied by Yesenia's personal assistance, due to some unavoidable business 　　. Before leaving, he told Yesenia that her brother...

Having escorted Erwin's body back, he planned to give Vero the day off so he could reunite with Yesenia and her brother
.
Yesenia naturally expressed her gratitude once again. Only after she saw Vikeren ride
away with his guards from the window did a cold smile reappear on her face.
She ordered the maid to prepare a bath, wanting to be clean and refreshed to welcome her brother's arrival.
The servants in the castle were now extremely respectful to Yesenia. Just now, when Vikeren left,
he formally announced Yesenia's status here. No one dared to look down on her anymore, even though in their eyes Yesenia
was still a lowly woman who had gained her status by selling her body. But at least their master, Vikeren, accepted
that.
Having lived in this castle for many years, Yesenia had almost never left, at most
taking a stroll in the garden below, but she had never ventured beyond the castle grounds.
Also, because of Vikeren's peculiar "hobby," almost all the servants in this castle were women. Yesenia
, the woman sent here as a tool for sexual gratification, was almost always naked. Although the
winter days were bitterly cold, she wore only a snow-white nightgown made of the finest fox fur . This priceless garment was the result of a single night she had spent, 　　filling
her three orifices with Vikeren's semen. Yesenia was even somewhat proud of it. 　　 A knock came at the door. Because of the bedroom's soundproofing magic, Yesenia pulled 　　a thin rope beside the bed. Immediately, the door opened, and a maid entered, bowing respectfully to Yesenia 　　: "Madam, Master Vilo has arrived." 　　 "I know," Yesenia said languidly, lying on her side on the bed, swirling a wine glass in her hand. 　　"Let him come here." 　　 The maid bowed again respectfully and withdrew. For Yesenia to receive 　　a man in this soundproof bedroom was simply unthinkable. However, since the other party was her own brother, 　　there was no problem. 　　 A moment later, the bedroom door opened again, and the maid gestured for a figure behind her to enter. 　　The door closed, and a figure walked up to Yesenia. 　　 "Sister," a soft yet magnetic voice rang out. 　　 "Velo." Looking at the handsome young man with short, golden hair who bore a resemblance to her 　　, Yesenia finally broke into a genuine, happy smile. 　　 Sitting up, seeing the snowflakes still clinging to her brother, Yesenia couldn't help but worry: "It must 　　be cold outside." As she spoke, she reached out and placed her brother's icy hands inside her 　　clothes, ignoring the cold and warming them with her own body. 　　 Vero enjoyed this wonderful treatment, feeling indescribably happy. He was doing this intentionally ; at only sixteen years old, his battle aura had already reached the orange level, making him 　　immune 　　to the cold . He did this so that his sister could do this… 　　 Neither brother nor sister spoke, but gradually a blush crept onto Yesenia's face. She felt 　　her brother's hands becoming restless again, climbing up to her full breasts and kneading them, occasionally pinching 　　her nipples playfully. 　　 Although she felt ashamed and uncomfortable, Yesenia ultimately did not stop her brother's desecration of her body. 　　Instead, she turned her head and gave him a slightly reproachful glance. However, the allure of that glance was 　　far more provocative than reproachful. 　　 Seeing such a beautiful sight, Vero could no longer resist. He pushed his sister down onto the bed and 　　kissed her deeply. His hands also undressed his sister, 　　roaming over the body he had longed for day and night. 　　 Faced with her brother's incestuous and disrespectful behavior, Yesenia showed no remorse, and 　　returned the kiss even more enthusiastically. 　　 This kind of relationship between the siblings had been going on for a long time. Yesenia remembered it was two years ago, when her younger 　　brother, Vero, had just been able to use his battle aura and was officially knighted. Vikeren, in a moment of mercy, allowed 　　them to be alone together that night. That very night, embracing his sister, the fourteen- 　　year-old Vero, disregarding her resistance, raped Yesenia. And since that day, whether it 　　was an outlet for the repression of reality or the siblings' self-destructive behavior, their illicit relationship 　　began and has continued to this day. Whenever he has the chance, Vero will… 　　 After a long silence, their lips parted. Looking at each other, they both smiled. 　　 Yesenia suddenly pushed Vikeren away, ignoring the fact that her only garment was open, 　　revealing her nakedness, and said to Vero, “Take off your clothes and put them by the fireplace to dry. I know you’re amazing 　　, but wet clothes are uncomfortable.” 　　 “I need your help, sister,” the sixteen-year-old boy said with a pleading expression. 　　 Yesenia didn't refuse the request, nor did she want to. She gently helped Vero undress 　　. Underneath the heavy coat, there weren't many clothes; it was enough for Vero. Soon 　　, only a thin underpants remained, and Vero stopped his sister. He still had things to say to her, and if 　　they continued, the conversation would fall apart. 　　 "Erwin is dead," Vero said. 　　 "I know," Yesenia said with a smile, pouring Vero a glass of wine. "Just because of this, 　　I only pretended a little, and the old man thought I was the only one who loved him now." 　　 Hearing this, a fierce expression appeared on Vero's handsome face. He said, " 　　When Erwin died, I was behind him as his adjutant. He never dreamed that I wouldn't have 　　blocked the knife from behind him, and even pushed him. That knife didn't kill him immediately, 　　sister. It's funny to think about it now; his mouth was full of blood, he wanted to curse me, but he couldn't utter a single word."

At this point, Vero burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming with a mad and joyful light. Beside him,
Yesenia giggled softly, her laughter causing her exposed breasts to tremble uncontrollably
.
This brother and sister had fallen into an endless abyss. From the very beginning, when Yesenia found Vero
, they had been plotting all of this. However, what they wanted wasn't revenge
; after all, Vikeren wasn't their true enemy. What they wanted was retribution, a mad
, indiscriminate revenge. Somehow, Yesenia, honest in her past life and gentle in this one,
and Vero, who had always upheld kindness and justice, now had hearts more murky and dark than the waters of the River Styx in the deepest part of hell
, filled with indiscriminate resentment.
After a burst of maniacal laughter, Vero suddenly asked Yesenia, "Did you
tell him to give up?" "Of course I did," Yesenia giggled, "but now, he has no choice.
When the other duchies were ravaged by Tritland, they did resist or surrender. But no matter what,
all the nobles in those duchies were executed. The old man knows he has no choice. Now, he's fallen
in love with me! Hehehe, you know, pointless love is the most effective poison."
Vero stood up, walked to Yesenia, and pulled her into his arms. "But my love for you
makes me incredibly strong."
Another burst of giggles, and Yesenia pushed Vero away. With a slight movement of her shoulders, her expensive
, and only, dress slipped to the floor. Lying on her back on the bed, she spread her legs, positioning her vulva
against her brother, whose eyes were already bloodshot. One hand kneaded one of her breasts, while the other reached
down to her vulva, caressing her already moist labia.
Seeing this scene, Vero's blood rushed to his groin. His already erect penis was far too
large for his thin underpants to contain, creating a prominent tent. Responding to his sister's invitation,
Vero removed his last piece of clothing, his thick, erect penis still erect, and slowly
moved towards the bed.
"Do you know what he did to me last night?"
Suddenly, Yesenia's words made Vero stop in his tracks.
Seeing the slight anger on her brother's face, Yesenia's smile widened: "He...
when he came back, right there on the floor, yes, right where you're standing now, he ejaculated his filthy semen into me
." Yesenia slightly parted her labia with two fingers, and another gush of vaginal fluid flowed out.
Vero's face contorted with rage, and he began to move again, much slower than before.
“Then he started fucking me, sometimes putting me on top, sometimes on the bottom,” Yesenia
continued teasingly, completely ignoring her brother’s anger. “His cock wasn’t as good as yours,
but it was about the same. I was very wild and proactive with him. That cock felt so good inside me. Ah…”
Yesenia even groaned as if recalling the situation.
Hearing this, even the veins on Vero’s erect penis began to bulge slightly.
“And another thing,” Yesenia continued, teasingly. “Yesterday, when he saw how swollen I was from being penetrated here, he
actually gave up. I was so touched, Vero, you’ve never shown me any mercy.
I’m actually starting to like him.” As she said this, Yesenia slightly raised her lower body, parting her
plump buttocks with her fingers to reveal her clitoris, gently touching it. “I didn’t force him to put
his cock in here, the place you want most! I remember every time, I never agreed to give it to you;
you always forced me.” At this point, more juices seeped from her vulva above her clitoris.
At this moment, Vero, his face contorted and his penis throbbing with veins, had already reached the bedside.
“Then little brother will have to properly clean sister’s body,” he said hoarsely, showing no regard for the fact that the person in front of him
was his beloved older sister. He grabbed her hair and dragged her off the bed, forcing her to kneel before him
.
"Open your mouth," Vero commanded, but seeing Yesenia refuse, his anger boiled even more.
He grabbed Yesenia's chin and pried her mouth open with a little force. Then, he
aimed his glans at his sister's mouth, and a stream of golden urine shot out, spraying into Yesenia's mouth.
Feeling her brother's urine, Yesenia felt no disgust; her throat moved as she drank it down,
as if enjoying a celestial elixir. With each opening and closing of her mouth, the urine splashed onto her face,
sliding down her delicate features and dripping onto her body.
Having satisfied his physiological needs, seeing his sister smiling, covered in his filthy urine, that smile
drove Vero even more mad. He shoved Yesenia to the ground, ignoring her filth, and grabbed
her breasts. His penis plunged into his sister's vagina without reservation.
Experiencing this sensation, even more painful than the night before, Yesenia felt an overwhelming sense of happiness. Ever since she discovered that Vero 　　would become incredibly violent whenever
he heard anything about her sexual encounters with Vikeren during sex , she would use these words 　　to provoke him almost every time they made love. 　　 Vero, in turn, couldn't control himself. He knew his sister would never lie to him 　　, so every word Yesenia said was true. The thought of that disgusting, ugly Vikeren stripped 　　naked, his pig-like body ravaging his beloved sister's body, made Vero 　　want to kill him immediately. But he knew he couldn't, so he could only vent all his emotions on his sister 　　. 　　 And almost every time Yesenia made love to Vero, the physical damage she suffered 　　was worse than when she had sex with Vikeren, but she never refused; in fact, she had come to love the feeling. 　　 Splattered fluids, lewd moans and forbidden names echoed throughout the bedroom; 　　a scene unacceptable to the world was unfolding.

He pulled out his penis, flipped his sister's body over, and made her lie face down on the ground. He then brutally entered her from behind once more
.
"You filthy bitch, you dog, you slut..." Vero kept calling out the most despicable names to his most
respected and beloved sister, his hands mercilessly slapping her plump buttocks.
As the flesh rippled, her juices splattered. At this moment, Vero felt only pleasure.
"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck my filthy...slutty cunt to pieces, fuck me to death..." Yesenia also
shouted words that even the lowest prostitutes in the marketplace would be ashamed to utter. The pleasure she felt,
the happiness and comfort brought by being brutally fucked by her lover, far outweighed the pain she endured.
Vero's penis was much thicker and longer than Vikeren's. He thrust into his sister's vagina without mercy, as if he
didn't care about his lover's life or death at all. Each time, he went in all the way to the hilt, the glans relentlessly pressing against
the core of Yesenia's vagina. Not long after, the powerful glans broke through her flower core and entered
Yesenia's uterus.
Despite the intense pain, Yesenia didn't cry out; instead, she let out
a high-pitched moan, the kind only heard during orgasm. Vero, his glans inside his sister's uterus, feeling the unusually hot temperature, could no longer
hold back and ejaculated a huge amount of semen. Hearing the low growl from her brother behind her and feeling
the impact on her body, Yesenia climaxed again.
Yesenia was completely exhausted, collapsing limply to the ground, while Vero, seemingly also
fatigued from his intense release, lay unceremoniously on his sister's back.
"Sister," Vero whispered affectionately in Yesenia's ear, "I want you to have a child for me."
Hearing her brother's words, Yesenia was overjoyed; she desperately wanted one, but now was not the time. Suddenly
, Yesenia seemed to have thought of a way to "provoke" Vero, and said with a coquettish laugh, "I suddenly remembered,
this morning, my dear master Vikeren did it to me again."
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Vero's penis, which had already softened and was slowly sliding out of Yesenia's vagina,
became erect again.
Yesenia could feel it, but she didn't care at all about her already aching body, and continued to provoke
her: "And this morning, after he ejaculated into my cunt, I suddenly didn't want to take those pills anymore.
Maybe having a child wouldn't be bad."
Yesenia felt her breasts being pinched hard by Vero again.
"Perhaps now, Vikeren has already won. If I get pregnant in the future, do you think the child will
be yours or his?"
Unable to bear it any longer, Vero pulled out his penis, moved it up a bit, and forcefully thrust it into Yesenia
's anus.
“You filthy bitch, you’re mine!” Vero said viciously as he fucked her. “I don’t
care how many men have slept with you, your heart can only be mine. The children you bear must be mine too. Go
and give me the medicine right now.”
Feeling the unusual fullness in her rear, Yesenia turned her head slightly, smiling, “No, I
don’t want it.”
*Slap! Slap!* Two slaps, and Yesenia’s already swollen buttocks suffered again.
Yesenia let out a painful groan.
“Right now!”
“No!”
“Quick!”
“I don’t want it!”
“…”
This battle lasted for over two hours. Finally, Yesenia succumbed to Vero’s lewd power.
Looking at Vero’s triumphant expression with a “sad” expression, Yesenia was secretly pleased.
Vero personally brought the medicine to Yesenia’s lips, but she was still somewhat unwilling, naturally incurring another round of punishment from Velen
.
There was still some time before Vikeren returned. The siblings lay naked, their misunderstandings intertwined
, embracing each other on the cold ground.
"Sister, do you think what we're doing makes sense?" Vero asked. "Even if we do nothing, this
Tempel will be razed to the ground."
"But we have a share in the credit," Yesenia said. She knew Vero was right,
but she still thought so. "Besides, I want to see the entire Duchy of Tempel
buried with that stupid fat pig, hee hee hee... hee hee hee..."
Faced with her sister's laughter, Vero didn't find anything wrong; instead, she laughed along
. After a long while, the laughter subsided, and Vero finally spoke: "So, what will we do afterward?"
"Leave quietly, find a place where no one knows us, just the two of us," Yesenia said.
"People will say that I, an older woman, am shameless, eloping with a young gigolo."
"Whoever dares say that, I'll kill them," Vero said, her voice filled with murderous intent.
“Actually…” Yesenia looked at Vero, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Vero, with your abilities
, you should…”
“Sister!” Vero shouted, stopping Yesenia, “
I’d rather kill myself than abandon you to enjoy wealth and luxury…”
Before Vero could finish speaking, Yesenia’s cherry lips sealed his words.
After a long while, Yesenia pulled away, looking at Vero’s face: “I won’t allow you to say that, and I won’t allow you
to do that.”
“Then you must promise me, sister, that you will never be separated from me.” Vero made a request.
“Don’t worry,” Yesenia promised, “Sister will never be separated from Vero.”
But would things really go so smoothly? Even if this brother and sister completed this meaningless, cathartic
revenge, would it really end like this? They had no idea
what they would encounter in the future, or what kind of future they could not control.

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