The siblings each harbored lustful thoughts.

Just a few meters from home, Feng Keyi breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped out of the elevator. But then, the first wave of urgency surged through her, her stomach churning and involuntarily contracting, gripping the vibrating dildo tightly.

"Ah...it's so uncomfortable, ah...Mr. Qijie, it's all your fault..." Feng Keyi muttered resentfully, her limp body leaning against the wall, inching forward.

Finally reaching the door, Feng Keyi frantically pulled out her key, trying several times before finally inserting it into the lock. With a "click," the lock opened. Her trembling hand gripped the handle, turning and pulling hard, but the door only opened a crack. Feng Keyi looked over in surprise; a security chain hung on the door.

"No way!" Feng Keyi exclaimed in frustration, wondering if someone was inside. Could Junhao be back? "Didn't he say he was staying at a friend's house and wouldn't be back tonight...?"

Feng Junhao's voice came from the room, followed by increasingly close footsteps. Startled, Feng Keyi panicked, thinking, "Ah...it's Junhao, but how can I face anyone dressed like this! Where can I change?! Oh no, he's coming! There's no time to hide..." "Sis, you're back. It's so late again. Are you still so busy on Sunday?" Feng Junhao glanced outside, saw it was Feng Keyi, and then lowered the security chain and opened the door.

"Um...I'm back, Junhao. When did you get back?" Embarrassed to look at her brother's face, Feng Keyi lowered her head shyly, speaking softly as she hunched over and stepped into the room.

"I just got back not long ago," Feng Junhao replied casually. The next instant, he saw Feng Keyi wearing a revealing halter-neck mini-dress and was shocked. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Hey! Sis, what are you doing? Are you out of your mind? Why are you dressed like that? You look like a streetwalker!" "You're the one who's out of your mind! How can you talk to your sister like that?" Annoyed, Feng Keyi retorted. Seeing Feng Junhao's wide eyes fixed on her breasts, she quickly reached out and covered most of her breasts exposed by the halter-neck mini-dress, stammering, "This is an evening gown, very expensive! The Celebrity Beauty Salon held a party and suddenly notified me to attend, and I didn't..." "I had an evening gown, so I had to borrow one from the company. It was a bit short, but that was all I had left. I had no choice but to make do." "Sigh... Sister, you're lying..." Feng Junhao clearly saw several lingering red bruises on Feng Keyi's crossed wrists, clearly left by the ropes binding her skin. A surge of emotion welled up inside him, and he blurted out, "Sister, this is the first time I've seen such a stunning and charming woman! Sister, you really suit these revealing clothes..." "You want to die? How dare you flirt with your sister!" Feng Keyi, filled with shame and anger, raised her hand and slapped Feng Junhao hard on the head as punishment.

"No way! I'm just telling the truth. With a figure like yours, it'd be a shame not to show it off." Feng Junhao rubbed his head, which didn't hurt at all. Teasing his sister was so exciting; his tailbone was tingling. Just as he was about to say something more, he saw Feng Keyi's pretty face darken, and he quickly said with a grin, "I was just kidding! Don't be angry! My dear sister, I'm hungry. Can you make me something delicious?" Feng Keyi rolled her eyes at Feng Junhao and said helplessly, "Okay...okay...okay...I'll make you something, you'll be stuffed! Wait until I've finished showering! I'm all sweaty and uncomfortable." "Thank you, sister." Feng Junhao affectionately put his arm around Feng Keyi's shoulder, his hand caressing her smooth, creamy skin. The exquisitely beautiful touch sent a shiver down his spine.

"You're so annoying! Don't you know how to move aside!" Her face suddenly flushed, Feng Keyi lightly spat out a curse, shook off her brother's arm, and squeezed past Feng Junhao as if fleeing, quickly heading towards her room.

"Huh! This smell is so familiar..." Feng Junhao sniffed hard at the lingering scent of Feng Keyi in the air. Beneath the fragrant perfume, there seemed to be a sensual aroma that excited him.

"Oh... it's the same scent as when my sister changed her clothes that day. I know, it's the smell of her love juice... There are still marks on my sister's wrists where she was bound with rope. Did she go to the Moonlight Club again? Was she doing the same lewd things as Sister Limei and Sister Yumei? Or was she with that fatso, or being bound and trained by other men...?" Feng Junhao thought of the scenes of him tirelessly training Wang Limei and Liu Yumei these past few days happening to his dear sister, and he felt both jealous and excited. He suddenly got an erection, throbbing painfully against his crotch.

Watching Feng Keyi's somewhat strange gait, her swaying waist, the rounded buttocks faintly visible beneath her short skirt, and her snow-white thighs, Feng Junhao's eyes widened. He greedily gazed at his sister, who exuded endless allure, his blood boiling. He longed to pounce on her, pin her to the ground, and indulge himself to his heart's content.

With a "thump," Feng Keyi returned to her room and closed the door. Only then did Feng Junhao loosen his tightly clenched fists, veins bulging on his forehead, panting heavily like a bull. He had barely managed to restrain himself from violating his sister's bestial desires. A wave of fear washed over him. Fortunately, his sister's graceful figure had disappeared from his sight, preventing him from losing his mind and doing something irreversible. Yet, his heart was still pounding with excitement, and he felt a pang of regret, blaming himself for backing down at the crucial moment, for lacking the manly spirit that his mother had spoken of.

Changing out of her sundress, putting on a robe, and grabbing a set of underwear, Feng Keyi left her room, went to the bathroom, and gently locked the door.

Her stomach rumbled and groaned. Feng Keyi, suppressing the urgent urge to defecate, took off her sundress and placed it in the laundry basket beside her. Then, she turned on the hot water tap, letting the warm water flow over her head, washing away her unclean body.

Instead of immediately defecating, not because of Ju Qijie's order, Feng Keyi, barely able to hold it in, scolded herself. She squeezed out some shampoo, spread it evenly on her hair, and began washing it.

"That brat, he clearly said he wouldn't come back, so annoying!" Feng Keyi complained to her dear younger brother. If Feng Junhao hadn't been there tonight, she would definitely have been in the living room, enduring the painful urge to defecate while indulging in the sweet sensation, until she reached her limit and ran to the bathroom, enjoying the incredibly stimulating and pleasurable sensation as she released the humiliating enema fluid.

After washing her hair, the intense urge to defecate had reached its limit. Feng Keyi swayed her hips, feeling not only intense heat inside, but also a burning sensation throughout her body caused by the churning pain in her abdomen, a strange and stimulating pleasure rising within her. "

Mr. Qijie, I need to expel what you've ejaculated inside me. You're such a domineering person! You never smile at me, you're never gentle with me, and you even urinate in my vagina! But I love it when you treat me like this..." A sweet smile appeared on her face as Feng Keyi thought to herself, slowly squatting down. The pressure made the surging fluid in her abdomen even more violent, desperately searching for an outlet. Suddenly, Feng Keyi stood up again, gripping the bathtub with both hands, sticking her buttocks high in the air, wanting to make the clean bathroom floor a mess, filthy mess, feeling that this torrent of urine mixed with water was what she truly desired.

"Mr. Qijie, ahh... ahh... I wish you were here with me right now! I wish you would scold me severely! Ahh... ahh... your Keyi is going to do something naughty, she's going to pee in my house, ahh... ahh... and poop in the bathroom like a disobedient puppy..." Afraid that Feng Junhao would hear her moans, Feng Keyi lowered her voice and reached behind her buttocks with her right hand, grabbing the vibrating dildo inside and pulling it out forcefully.

As the beautiful, colorful crystal vibrating dildo left her body, a hissing sound came from inside, revealing a deep, round hole that writhed and contracted violently, occasionally revealing the tender red membrane inside.

"Ah...it's coming out, ah...ah...Junhao, don't look at where your sister is urinating, ah...ah...please, good brother, don't look, your sister looks so filthy right now, ah...ah..." The yellowish-brown urine gushed out like a flood, forming a highly arched parabola in the air, and crashed rapidly onto the clean tile floor of the bathroom. Feng Keyi sometimes recalled Feng Junhao staring wide-eyed at her half-exposed from her suspender skirt, and sometimes broke the taboo, imagining her younger brother, whom she had grown up with, standing behind her, lecherously watching her filthy urination. At the same time, she quickly pulled on the silver ring on her clothes.

Her vision blurred, her consciousness began to drift, and her mind went blank. Feng Keyi instinctively relieved herself while being swept away by wave after wave of intensely masochistic pleasure.

×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× As Feng Keyi began washing her hair, Feng Junhao tiptoed to the bathroom door and gently turned the handle, but the door remained firmly shut.

Whether living with Feng Junhao in Xijing or hosting him in her apartment in Hanzhou, Feng Keyi had never been wary of her beloved younger brother. She never locked her room, and when he showered, she would only remind him beforehand to avoid any embarrassment if he accidentally barged in.

Feng Keyi always believed that being wary of family members was impolite and would ruin the warm atmosphere between them. Feng Junhao was deeply moved by his sister's trust in him, and he had never mistakenly entered the bathroom while she was showering, nor had he ever harbored any impure thoughts.

However, Feng Junhao changed after arriving at his sister's house in Hanzhou. While Feng Keyi hung up the shower curtain and took a shower, he would sneak into the bathroom, steal her freshly changed clothes from the laundry basket, and inhale the lingering scent – this was Feng Junhao's greatest pleasure. Wanting to confirm whether the arousing scent he smelled when brushing past Feng Keyi was the erotic fragrance of his sister's vaginal fluids, Feng Junhao planned to steal again, but the bathroom was locked, and he couldn't get in.

Had his sister discovered his theft…? Thinking this, his palms sweated, and Feng Junhao felt a surge of tension and shame, but he couldn't suppress his urges. He turned away sheepishly and headed towards Feng Keyi's bedroom.

Feng Junhao's eyes lit up when he saw his sister's dark purple halter-neck dress draped lightly over the headboard. He quickly reached out and gently stroked it; the dress was incredibly smooth, like silk.

So light… like cradling a precious treasure, Feng Junhao held the spaghetti strap dress, resembling a Western-style nightgown, and couldn't help but bury his face in the soft fabric, his nostrils flaring as he deeply inhaled his sister's scent.

Ah… is this my sister's scent?! Ah… sister… The spaghetti strap dress had absorbed some sweat; the subtle acidity of the sweat, the rich body odor, and the fragrant perfume mingled together, wafting into his frantically sniffing nose. It was this intoxicating scent that made him gasp for breath, and Feng Junhao's pants hardened again.

After inhaling for a long time, a look of ecstasy on his face, Feng Junhao slowly lifted his face, gazing at the sheer spaghetti strap dress in his hands, his eyes shining with tenderness. Carefully placing the skirt back where it belonged, Feng Junhao lowered his head and kissed the front and hem of the skirt, imagining himself kissing his sister's breasts. Then, he murmured, "Sister, I like you," before leaving Feng Keyi's bedroom, his crotch bulging, and heading towards his own room.

Locking the door, Feng Junhao opened the wardrobe, took out the doll Lisa, and placed it on the bed. Gazing at Lisa, who was identical to his sister, Feng Junhao placed his hand on his crotch, rubbing his aching erection, conflictedly thinking, "My sister is so alluring, I really want to do it with her! But... this is..." What should I do...? "Junhao, I know you like your sister. If you want her, come to her. You absolutely mustn't cross that line and do anything beastly with Keyi!" Before parting, Ya's mother's words echoed in his mind. Feng Junhao remembered swearing solemnly that he would never have any improper thoughts about his sister. However, the alluring and seductive image of his sister in her revealing halter-neck dress lingered in his mind, deeply imprinted. Her body odor, which made him tremble with excitement, was like a persistent curse, clinging to him, making him want to possess and discipline her at all costs.

His hand rested on the breast of the doll Lisa. Feng Junhao instinctively squeezed hard, feeling a touch indistinguishable from a real person. He was startled. He then tentatively pinched the nipple, rubbing it between his fingertips. It was soft, firm, and elastic, completely lacking the artificial feel of latex, just like touching a woman's real nipple.

So realistic! From now on, I'll treat Lisa as my older sister... Feng Junhao was overjoyed. He thought the doll his mother gave him was just similar in appearance, but he didn't expect it to feel so good, just like a real person. With it, he wouldn't have to risk violating taboos to violate his sister. He could completely vent his frustrations with this doll that was exactly the same size as his sister.

His sister, like Limei and Yumei, was a woman who liked to be abused and was not accepted by the world! But sister, I don't despise you at all. I still like you as before. If I could, I really want to train you properly and bring you pleasure... In the newly awakened and exciting world of SM, Wang Limei and Liu Yumei, under his training, twisted their waists and their wanton appearance gradually overlapped with Feng Keyi, who was wearing a dark purple suspender dress. Feng Junhao breathed heavily with excitement, poured lubricant into his hand, and couldn't wait to smear it on the doll Lisa.

"This mannequin was made using computer simulation software and the world's most advanced 3D printing technology. It's exactly the same as your sister's honey pot, down to the millimeter. Even the tiny particles on the inner walls haven't been overlooked!" These words suddenly popped into his mind. At the time, he thought Ya's mother was teasing him, but after touching the doll Lisa's breasts and nipples, Feng Junhao no longer thought that way and believed that what Ya's mother said was true.

"Sister, I'm coming..." Feng Junhao hurriedly unbuckled his belt, took off his pants, and straddled the doll Lisa, gripping his rock-hard penis and forcefully thrusting it into the lubricated honey pot.

"Ah... Sister, you're so tight down there! Is this what it feels like to be with you?! It feels so good! I'm melting..." Feng Junhao excitedly gazed at Lisa, who had a shy and adorable expression, as if she had come to life as a doll. His mind, however, was filled with fantasies about Feng Keyi. He kept expressing his feelings as his huge penis throbbed with lightning speed inside her indescribably pleasurable honey pot, making a "gurgling" sound.

×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× "Junhao, are you done eating? I'm going to sleep now, goodnight." Afterwards, Feng Keyi, her face flushed with embarrassment, managed to finish dinner with her brother before hurriedly returning to her bedroom.

Not only because she knew her younger brother was home, but also because he had defecated in the bathroom, moaned, and done shameful things that couldn't be shown to others, but also because when she sat facing Feng Junhao at dinner, Feng Keyi felt her brother's gaze was bold and fiery, seemingly filled with lust, like a man's gaze seeking pleasure. Feng Keyi was familiar with this kind of gaze; Zhang Xiangyi always looked at her

with that kind of adoring look that made her blush and her heart race. Even the innocent Junhao looks at me like that; it's all my fault, dressed so provocatively, and unknowingly it was him… Feng Keyi could only pretend she knew nothing, sitting on pins and needles in front of Feng Junhao, shamefully accepting her brother's burning gaze on her face and body, letting out a sad sigh, feeling she wasn't a good sister.

"Ah! My husband hung up on me!" Feng Keyi saw her phone, which had been on the bedside table since she returned, flashing a blue light. She picked it up and saw missed calls and new text messages in the notification bar, all from Kou Dun.

Seeing the phone screen displaying twelve rings, Feng Keyi couldn't help but imagine Kou Dun waiting for her to answer. His face, which she cared so much about, must be filled with disappointment. Suddenly, a heavy weight pressed on her chest, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. Looking at the call time, she realized he was in the bathroom, indulging in the stimulating pleasure of an enema. Feng Keyi couldn't bear it any longer. Tears of regret streamed down her face as she repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, husband, I'm so sorry..." Wiping her teary eyes, Feng Keyi opened her text message.

—Keyi, are you alright? Why didn't you answer the phone? You should have already finished the party and come back!

I'm having dinner with clients from the securities company right now, and I'm texting you while I go to the restroom. Anyway, I'll call you tomorrow! Take care of yourself! My dearest Keyi! — "Waaaa...waaaa...husband, waaaa...waaaa...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." The phone slipped from her trembling hand and fell to the floor. Touched by Kou Dun's unwavering love for her, Feng Keyi collapsed onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her shoulders trembled, and the sheets beside her face were soaked. Feng Keyi cried for a full hour until she heard Feng Junhao slam the bathroom door shut. Worried that her brother would notice something was wrong, she wiped her swollen eyes and stopped crying.

I can't be an obstacle to my husband's dreams. Husband, I regret it so much! If time could turn back, I would never have come to Hanzhou, never gone to the Moonlight Club, but there's no going back! I long to turn back, but for you, for your career, I can only continue to betray you, to deceive you. Husband, please forgive my foolishness… Feng Keyi confessed to Kou Dun with overwhelming remorse. Then, with nimble fingers, she lovingly and gratefully wrote down her daily life and her longing for him, sending the words to Kou Dun.

Crawling into bed, Feng Keyi's eyes welled with tears again, filled with regret for her foolish actions. Her heart bled, overflowing with guilt for betraying Kou Dun. Wanting to fall asleep quickly, to escape this unbearable sorrow, Feng Keyi forced herself to close her eyes. Perhaps she was too tired; her weary body desperately needed rest. Feng Keyi quickly fell into a deep sleep, though her brow remained furrowed, as if her terrible mood had seeped into her dreams.

[The End]

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