The beginning of lust

Humanity was defeated by the elves 　　at the beginning of its chaos and desires .
We five sisters and Brum were imprisoned together in the elven attic. We could move freely within the attic, but we couldn't leave because it was sealed by a barrier. This barrier was set up by Brum, and only he could freely enter and exit. He was my second uncle's son, my cousin, and the strongest barrier user among the elves—his mother was the elven demon-sealing saintess. He was a half-elf, a shameless traitor who betrayed his paternal lineage to survive, and our defeat was entirely his doing.
We were supposed to be imprisoned with the other prisoners, but he said we were his sisters and treated us specially, placing us in a nice attic and even having elven maids prepare new bedding for us. I should be grateful for such treatment, but I have no way to express it.
After yesterday's battle and anxieties, we slept soundly last night. At dawn, we got up one after another, feeling very hungry, but there was no food to eat. I think Bru probably forgot about us. He's busy dealing with the aftermath of the war, and he has too many women among the elves. Now, he's gone from being a traitor to the elves to their savior, back in their embrace. Those women are enough to keep him busy; how could he have time for us?
Without his attention, nothing would be sent in. Because of his barrier, only he can easily enter.
We sat in the hall waiting, chatting occasionally. Fourth Sister came down from the second floor without greeting us. She, like Bru, is a half-elf: her father is my seventh uncle, and her mother is an elven princess. Besides, she's Bru's lover, but he hasn't considered this relationship, keeping her and us confined here.
"Fourth Sister, your darling has been fooling around with those elven whores again and forgotten about you! Not only do you not send food, but you don't even send a drop of water! We haven't brushed our teeth or washed our faces. How long will this go on?" Fifth Sister spoke bluntly. She's Fourth Uncle's daughter, thirteen years old this year. The youngest of the five sisters, she has the most fiery personality.
Fourth Sister disliked Fifth Sister, so she didn't bother talking to her. Second Sister, however, smoothed things over, saying, "Fifth Sister, wait a minute. We're prisoners, not VIPs. We should be grateful to your second brother for helping us stay here. Not washing up won't kill us."
She was my full sister, but her name was only two characters: Bu You, unlike mine. My name, "Bunafen," was the only three-character name among the five sisters. My half-sister, Bu Shi, also had a three-character name. Fourth and Fifth Sisters were named Bu Ju and Bu Guai, respectively.
"Is he really that kind? He deliberately separated us from the prisoners of war to starve us and torture us." Fifth Sister never liked Bru, and neither did I. Among
the women here, besides Fourth Sister, probably none liked him, even though he was indeed our brother.
"Fifth Miss, Lord Bru did a good job this time. He demanded that the elves not kill indiscriminately, allowing many of our warriors to survive. His betrayal was out of desperation and helplessness; we have no right to blame him." "Bu Mo spoke up. She was the leader of the clan warriors and a woman from our collateral branch. However, too many generations had passed, making it impossible to trace our common ancestor, but she still bore the surname 'Bu.' Bru used this as an excuse to imprison her with us.
The second sister, disliking Bu Mo's 'confrontation,' angrily retorted, 'Bu Mo, he betrayed his clan and ancestors, yet you call him clan leader? Who does he think he is? The clan leader is our third uncle! If you keep calling him that, I'll kill you!'
Bu Mo suddenly stood up, then abruptly sat back down. 'Fifth Miss is right. He is not our clan leader because we ignored him. That's why we deserve to be imprisoned. Don't forget, the continuation of Kuang Bu's pride is dominated by the Blood Curse inheritance; he is the Blood Curse possessor! If he hadn't died, in a few generations, you would have become a collateral branch like mine, not even Kuang Bu. How could he be our clan leader? But he is Kuang Bu's clan leader; he inherited Kuang Bu's lineage: the Dragon Beast Blood Curse.'
'Bu Mo!'" "I gave a soft shout, stopping her from continuing. 'We will kill him and return the Blood Curse to the clan. You don't need to spread such alarmist rumors.'
'Eldest sister, don't be angry. Bu Mo was just saying it casually,' the second sister advised. She was kind-hearted and a good-natured person. 'Fifth sister, Bu Mo, say less. It makes everyone feel bad. Don't say things that will only cause resentment.'
'How boring! Third sister, recite a poem!' the fifth sister couldn't contain herself. She was still a little girl at heart. When she was bored, she would turn to her best friend, the third sister.
The two of them were an odd combination, one active and the other quiet.
The third sister was a quiet and elegant girl, born in the fierce and rugged Kuangbu, yet she yearned for a peaceful and tranquil world. Such a world did not exist in this noisy era.
'I'm tired of poetry. The world in poetry has no connection with reality, and it can't quench my thirst. I'm hungry and thirsty, and poetry can't fill my stomach.'" "Third Sister said.
Among us, Third Sister's martial arts skills are the shallowest, and she can't stand hunger the most. We were also very hungry. We hadn't eaten or drunk anything since the night before last. Who wasn't thirsty? Although we didn't like Bru, we hoped he would appear soon. I said, 'We can only wait until he remembers us.'
We continued to wait for half an hour, which should have been noon, when Bru finally appeared. Seeing his beaming face, none of us said a word. This despicable incestuous scoundrel kissed Fourth Sister without any restraint in front of us, and then walked up to me and said, 'Eldest Sister, have you been waiting for a long time? Are you hungry and want to eat something?'
'No,' I said firmly, just as my stomach betrayed my 'will' with a 'gurgle,' making my face burn.
'Let's eat.' Bru turned and went out, brought in two baskets of vegetables, and then went out again. Bu Mo and Fourth Sister helped set the dishes on the dining table. He then brought in a bucket of rice and a bucket of tea. 'Eldest Sister isn't hungry, so she doesn't need to eat. And don't drink the tea either.'" "Anyone who isn't hungry can choose not to eat. As your brother, I won't mind collecting your corpses."
"I won't eat then, I'm not hungry at all." For my dignity, I would never yield to him.
Bru glanced at me contemptuously and said, "You all eat slowly, I'll bring in the washing utensils and hot water."
He really went out. The sisters and Bru were starving, they didn't even wash up, they moved chairs and sat around the table, eating and drinking without any restraint, making me swallow hard. I said, "Fifth Sister, don't you hate him? Why didn't you say a word just now? Now you're eating so heartily? This food is his..."
"Eldest Sister, only by eating can we continue to hate him. We haven't eaten for two days and two nights, who cares whose food it is, as long as it's not poisoned, we'll eat first. Waaah, Third Sister, don't take my chicken wings, that bowl has beef, I like chicken wings." "Fifth Sister's body is developing very well, probably because she loves to eat."
Bru brought in two buckets of hot water. He went to the bathroom on the left, poured the water into the large wooden tub, and then went out again. A little while later, he brought in two more buckets of hot water, repeating this ten times, bringing a total of twenty buckets of water into the bathroom. Finally, he came out empty-handed, saying, "I've poured the hot water you used for bathing into the bathtub. I made that bathtub; it's very sturdy and can hold three people at a time. It was specially requested by that brat Bakis. There are two buckets of hot water left, which I didn't pour into the bathtub. They're for you to use for rinsing your mouths later and tomorrow; the toothbrushes and towels are in there. Eldest Sister, if you're not going to eat, I suggest you take a bath first. That's shared bathwater, so don't splash too much. I won't add any more water for you today."
With that, he turned and left.
"Eldest Sister, the half-elf is gone. Come and eat." "Fifth Sister called out kindly.
I really wanted to sit down and eat, but then I thought he might come back, and if he saw me, I'd lose all face.
So I decided to take a shower first, since we were sharing the bathwater, and it was good to shower early—the hot water hadn't been used yet.
"You guys eat first, I'll eat after I shower."
"Big sister, you're so cunning! You want us to use the water you used, and you want me to shower first!"
I ignored Fifth Sister's grumbling. Sometimes she was very selfish, enjoying the good food and drinks, and even wanting to have the bathwater first. She didn't even consider that she was the youngest of the five sisters, and it was always her turn to be last.
Stepping into the bathtub, the rising steam instantly invigorated me.
I closed the door, quickly removed my clothes, and admired my body, enveloped in steam, in the bronze mirror hanging on the wooden wall… The
bathtub was long and wide, large enough for two people to lie side by side. The carvings on the outside were exquisite; if, as Bru claimed, he made this wooden tub, his craftsmanship was superb. Over the years, he had participated in all the work of the elves, learning many skills along the way—perhaps this was why the elves allowed him to live?
Suddenly, I thought of that despicable fellow, living so diligently…
I stepped into the bathtub, relaxed, and lay down, resting my head on the rim, a little hot water overflowing. My figure wasn't that of a petite woman; basically, all five of us sisters, except for the third sister, were tall and athletic. I was 182 centimeters tall, and most men would look up at me with a mixture of surprise and inferiority. But I wasn't the tallest woman in the house, because Bru was a full 190 centimeters tall, and few women were taller than her.
I closed my eyes and placed my hands on my breasts, kneading them naturally. Soaking in the warm water, I seemed to forget my hunger and the time. Until my fifth sister's annoying voice rang out from outside, forcing me to step out of the bathtub, dry myself, put on my original clothes, and come out.
"Big sister, why did you take so long to bathe? The hot water's all cold, and there are five people waiting!" she said unhappily, going into the bathroom and closing the door.
"Sister, come and eat, second brother probably won't be coming," my second sister called to me.
"Okay," I replied, sitting in the empty seat my fifth sister had given me.
Bu Mo brought over a bowl of rice. I was about to pick up my chopsticks when Bru's mocking voice rang out from outside the door: "Big sister, didn't you say you weren't going to eat? Why are your chopsticks halfway up? Are
you going to throw your pride into the air and then let it fall heavily?" "Bang!" I slammed my chopsticks on the table, turned around and glared at him angrily, only to see that he was holding a large bundle of rope. "I was just checking if these chopsticks could be used to kill someone! What are you doing with the rope?"
"I was afraid you wouldn't have any tools when you committed suicide, so I found you rope. If you can't stand the hunger anymore, you can hang the rope from the rafters." Bru said, tossing the rope behind the door. He walked behind me, leaned down, and sniffed my neck and shoulder. "Big sister, you smell nice. The floral water I gave you was good, wasn't it?"
"Don't get too close to me." His breath on my neck made me uncomfortable. I got up and sat on the other side, staring at him. "The purpose of the surprise inspection has been achieved. You can leave now, right? We don't welcome you!"
"Don't you all welcome me? Those who support Eldest Sister, please speak up. I won't come again." Bru turned to the four women, who were only focused on eating and completely ignored us. He then turned to me. "Eldest Sister, see? Their silence proves they welcome me. Ah, where's Fifth Sister?"
He knew the answer already. The sound of water in the bathroom was faint; how could he not hear it? "Fifth Sister is taking a bath. I really want to see!" He walked towards the bathroom. I was shocked and angry, and stood up, shouting, "Bru, don't disturb Fifth Sister!"
He ignored me and continued walking.
"Fourth Sister, say something!" I turned to Fourth Sister for help, but she said indifferently, "Eldest Sister, I'm eating!"
I was furious! I really wanted to go and pull her hair. It was bad enough that she committed incest with him, but she watched him lay his lecherous hands on her thirteen-year-old cousin without stopping him. What was she thinking? And she dared to talk back to me! Bah, born of a whore...
"Second Brother, don't do this." Second Sister spoke up.
Blue's hand was already on the door. He glanced back at Second Sister and said, "She locked it from the inside."
I thought to myself, "Great!" But then he kicked the door open...
"Ah...ya...ah..."
Fifth Sister and we screamed simultaneously from inside the bathroom. He forced his way into the side of the bathroom, where we heard a loud splash of water and Fifth Sister's shouts. Then, Fifth Sister rushed out of the bathroom naked, threw herself into my arms, and cried, "Big Sister, he came in...he kissed my breasts, waaaah, he even touched my private parts...waaaah..."
I held Fifth Sister's warm but trembling body, my eyes fixed on the bathroom, and saw him walk out with a wicked grin... Third Sister
suddenly walked towards him and swung her hand at his face, which he easily caught.
But then I heard Third Sister curse, "You bastard, Fourth Sister and I have both slept with you, what more could you want? Fifth Sister is just a child, do you want to hurt her too?"
We were all shocked: Third Sister, she was with him too?!
"Third sister, what did you say?" Second sister spoke first, walking up to Bru and demanding, "What exactly happened between you two?"
Third sister sobbed, "Second sister, I didn't want to tell you this, but he kept teasing me behind your backs. After a while, I... I couldn't stop thinking about him, so... I ended up with him. I... I'm going to take a bath..."
Bru released Third sister, who sobbed as she went into the bathroom, leaving the door open.
"Second sister, bring Fifth sister's clothes over. Let Fifth sister put on her clothes first, then we can talk to him." My shock and anger were unimaginable, but I had to calm down quickly; after all, I was their eldest sister.
"From now on, no one in this room is allowed to wear clothes. Second sister, do you want me to help you undress? I miss your naked body." That shameless half-elf, not only openly committing incest with Third sister, but also openly ordering all his sisters to be naked in front of him—did he have any sense of morality?
"Get out!" I pushed Fifth sister aside, walked up to him, and angrily rebuked him.
I was their eldest sister; I had to protect them!
"Are you ordering me around?" He seemed furious, his handsome face contorted with rage.
"I'll take a bath too," Fourth Sister suddenly spoke up, stripping naked in front of us. She took her clothes and walked among us, handing them to him. "Second Brother, will you bathe with me? Third Sister is in there too. We'll keep you company; don't force them."
"Fourth Sister, you and Third Sister go first. I've already bathed." He was unusually gentle with Fourth Sister, his rage softening somewhat.
Fourth Sister sighed softly and went into the bathroom, leaving the door open.
I thought things would calm down, but instead, he pushed Second Sister and me aside and strode towards the naked Fifth Sister. Second Sister and I grabbed his arms, Second Sister pleading, "Second Brother, please, don't do this!"
"Second Sister, pleading won't help. Anyone here wearing clothes, I'll rape Fifth Sister immediately." He forcefully threw us to the ground.
Our energy channels were blocked, our strength only slightly greater than an average woman's; we had no power to resist him, but even in our normal state, we were no match for him. Whether we admit it or not, he is the heir of the clan, possessing the domineering power to conquer an entire era.
"I'll take it off! Second brother, I'll take it off." To protect fifth sister, second sister stood up and began to undress. She did so quickly, instantly revealing her beautiful body. I hesitated. Although he had seen my body during our lovemaking at the orgies, I was unwilling to expose myself in front of him at this moment. But if I didn't undress, he would rape fifth sister in front of us. I was extremely conflicted.
"Eldest sister, do you think I should rape fifth sister?" he threatened me. This guy would never miss an opportunity to threaten others. I had no choice but to undress in front of him. He turned to Bu Mo by the table and said unexpectedly gently, "Captain Bu Mo, you've never been afraid to take your clothes off. How long are you going to wear that tattered, blood-stained outfit?"
"Can't I take it off after I've eaten?" Bu Mo's tone was unusual, completely unlike his usual personality.
She was the leader of the clan warriors, with a tough and aloof personality. She often fought male warriors wearing only a pair of underwear, and had never been seen to show any girlish shyness or bashfulness. Why did she seem shy now? Could it be that Blue was also a special person to her?
“No, you have to take it off now. Your blood-stained clothes are making the air stink. How can you still wear them?” Blue never gives anyone a chance. Blum
had no choice but to stand up and take off her clothes. She did it more readily than the rest of us, as if the blood-stained clothes were a burden she desperately wanted to get rid of, but had no excuse…
The four women in the hall were completely naked. Blue’s lustful eyes darted from one to the other, as if he had never seen a naked woman before—the truth being: he saw many women naked every day. With his powerful physique and the beauty inherited from his elven mother, a bunch of women had been deceived by his lies. Even my two sisters had suffered. Were we going to suffer too?
Fifth Sister tore a piece of curtain to cover her body. Suddenly, he rushed upstairs, ripped off all the curtains and door curtains, carried the pile of fabric down, went to the bathroom, took out the clothes of Third Sister and Fourth Sister, then picked up the clothes of me, Second Sister, and Bu Mo, and threw them all onto the pile of fabric. He took out a tinderbox from his waist and set the clothes on fire—it turned out he had prepared in advance, no wonder he wanted to put us under "special imprisonment"... After
doing all this neatly and efficiently, he walked towards Fifth Sister, snatched the curtain from her hand, and lewdly looked at her body. "Don't do anything stupid. I'm going to rape you. Even if you wear a suit of armor, you can't resist my invasion, let alone this tattered curtain? You used to be so fierce, why don't you continue to be fierce? Saying you wanted to avenge your brother, come on, I'll stab your little cunt to pieces!"
Fifth Sister's brother was Bu Ming, also Bru's fourth cousin. Bumin had once attempted to drug and rape the women in his tent, doing so openly with the allied generals. They only used aphrodisiac tea to incapacitate the women, failing to drug him, as if they disregarded him or wanted him to watch them defile his women. He happened to be away from the tent at the time. Upon returning and witnessing their act, his rage erupted. He was willing to break with the alliance and his family, engaging them in a fierce fight, even plunging his longsword into his cousin's chest…
We were speechless. He threw the curtain into the fire, and smoke drifted into the room—not the choking, thick smoke, but a wisp of light smoke, dreamlike and ethereal.
“In my barrier, there’s no need for clothes. People outside can’t see or hear anything inside, so why conceal your beauty? Since you’ve all stripped down, as your brother, I shouldn’t have any special privileges. I’ll strip naked like you.” He began to undress, revealing his strong, muscular body, his massive member erect as a spear, pointing straight at the ceiling!
His shamelessness was unimaginable. He actually struck several "muscle-flexing" poses in front of us, and at the end, he even thrust his hips towards my second sister and me, his enormous member swinging and thrusting in our direction…
Undeniably, his tall and strong physique was near perfect, the pinnacle of physique and strength. He was a "super monster" created by our clan, an evil legacy of demons and dragons, a fantastical product born from the union of humans and elves—possessing the ferocity of orcs and the handsomeness of elves.
If he weren't my cousin, perhaps I wouldn't mind being raped by him, even looking forward to sleeping in his bed. However, he was, after all, my cousin. Although four generations apart, his grandfather and my grandfather were still brothers. This blood relation forbade unrestrained "incest."
Our clan was also known as the "Beast Clan," because in ancient times, our ancestors were orcs. The men of the clan not only possessed strong physiques, but also long, thick genitals for conquering the bedchamber and sexual abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people. They took pleasure in conquering women's bodies. Among them, the blood curse inheritors of the clan were the most powerful!
Blue was one of the lucky ones favored by this blood curse… His
slightly gloomy, handsome face smiled more brightly and lewdly than before. Assisting the elves in defeating humans had brought some changes to his life. The "gloom" formed by years of oppression was gradually fading from his face, but his "lewdness" remained.
After posing, he walked around naked in front of us, his "human weapon" gleaming menacingly.
Fifth Sister hid behind us in fear.
Only after his third and fourth sisters came out of the bathroom did he approach Bu Mo and say, "Bu Mo, it's your turn to take a bath. I'd be happy to help you wash away the bloodstains. Do you need my kind help?"
"I have my own hands." Bu Mo stood up and reached out to touch her private parts. She screamed and dodged away, hurriedly running into the bathroom and closing the dilapidated door behind her... His
third sister walked up to him and scolded, "You locked us up on purpose, is this what you did?"
"What purpose? I never plan what I do! Third sister, why not do it now? Let's relive our old days!" he said, gently pushing his third sister to the dining table. She braced herself against the table, and saw his thick, large penis rapidly shrink and become smaller, from nearly thirty centimeters to a hard, twelve-centimeter rod. He slightly bent his knees, supporting his third sister's feet with both hands, and thrust his hips into her thin, moist vulva. With a soft "sizzle," his hand entered her vagina, which had just been soaked in water. He gripped her buttocks and thrust wildly, causing the table to shake.
The fourth sister, however, seemed oblivious, still sitting beside him, eating her food.
"Second brother, don't thrust too hard, I'm not fully wet yet, it hurts..." the third sister cried out lewdly.
"Who told you to say you're not wet? I'll thrust until you're wet..."
Blue ignored the fact that the third sister's vagina wasn't fully lubricated, and continued thrusting, only this time at a slower pace.
“My name is Bu Shi, not Bu Shi… Mmm! Oh! Second brother, I’m wet, I’m wet!”
“Do you still know that I am your second brother? Why didn’t you come to inform me when you knew that the clan and the alliance wanted to kill me? Do you want me to find another man after I die? Don’t even think about it. You and fourth sister are both bearers of the shackles of life. In this life, you can only accept my penis!” Bru brought his hands forward and rubbed the tender red nipples of his third sister. She seemed to enjoy his rubbing and touching, and moved her fair and tender buttocks passionately.
“I wanted to tell you, but I didn’t get a chance. You’ve betrayed us, letting the elves win. I hate you! Even if the family did something to wrong you, you shouldn’t have betrayed the family. The elves wronged you too… Ah… mmm! Deeper, thicker, I’m so wet. If you hate me, fuck me. Don’t take it out on them. Incest is a sin. You’ve already committed sins with me and my fourth sister. Don’t let the sins deepen! Ah… Oh! So deep…”
As my third sister uttered her lewd words, we saw Bru’s penis grow from twelve centimeters to twenty centimeters, a size that very few men could possess. My husband, Uthom, is taller than me, and his penis is only sixteen or seventeen centimeters, incomparable to his.
We didn’t know that the Blood Curse Inheritors possessed the ability to change the size of their penises until we met him and learned this incredible fact. This is undoubtedly an ability that men fantasize about, and the ultimate sex organ that women dream of.
I wanted to stop Bru, but seeing how much my third sister enjoyed it, I knew it was useless. This was what my third sister wanted, although her incest with him hurt our moral conscience, but what could we do? No matter how you try to stop it, time won't turn back. What's done is done; trying to change it is pointless.
"Splash, splash..."
The muffled, throbbing sound of the man's hips hitting the woman's buttocks, the clear, wet sound of his penis thrusting into her vagina, all vividly entered our ears, stimulating our eardrums, our nerves, and our blood. I felt my blood rushing faster and faster. Watching his long penis enter and exit the third sister's tender vagina, it felt as if an invisible penis was also teasing my vulva, making my dry vagina quietly moisten... The third
sister, delicate and frail, couldn't endure it for long. Her orgasm overwhelmed her, and she collapsed limply onto the table, moaning. From her mouth cried out "Help!" The fourth sister beside her suddenly stood up, lying on the table beside her, arching her sexy, fleshy buttocks. He withdrew his penis, dripping with love juice, from the third sister's vagina, took a step to the side, stood behind the fourth sister, embraced her beautiful buttocks, and shamelessly thrust his twenty-centimeter-long, thick penis, with its glans pointing upwards, into the fourth sister's wet, moist vagina.
That bastard from a lewd family! He raped two younger sisters in front of the entire clan.
So many people die every day, why isn't it his turn? I want to tear him to pieces and feed his genitals to wild dogs…
"Eldest sister, I'm going upstairs to sleep. You'd better not provoke him. The clan's attempt to kill him has enraged him, and he's punishing us this way. Once he's vented his anger on third and fourth sisters, his anger should subside." The second sister's words had barely faded when Bru suddenly pulled his gleaming penis from the fourth sister's body, swiftly picked up a rope from the ground, and stood in front of the second sister, coldly sneering, "Second sister, I knew you wouldn't give in so easily, that's why I prepared this rope. I didn't want to use it, but you forced me to."
The second sister said resentfully, "Second brother... " I always felt you wouldn't be that bad, so why did you go to such lengths? I wouldn't say anything if you raped other women, but we're all your sisters! You've already ruined two of your younger sisters, isn't that enough? I don't care about the five of us sisters, anyway, my body has been ruined by that bastard Banlie. Eldest sister is a married woman with a happy family, and fifth sister is only thirteen. Please let them go! Second sister, here you go…” Second
sister wrapped her arms around his strong neck, her legs coiled around his waist, his penis pressing against her vulva. Seemingly because of her initiative, he paused for a moment, then reached under her buttocks, grasped his penis, and adjusted her opening…
“No!” I cried out in grief and anger, rushing to pull Second sister away, only to see her buttocks sink down, swallowing his penis so easily! If her vagina hadn't been full of vaginal fluid, it would have been impossible to penetrate so quickly. In other words, before he raped Second sister, her vaginal fluids had already been stimulated to a fever pitch by his lewd acts with his two younger sisters.
Watching my second sister sway her hips around his neck in despair, I realized my own juices were flowing uncontrollably…
“Second sister, don’t give in to your depravity. You can find any man you want, just don’t be with him. He’s our second brother!” I hugged her from behind, pulling her down to the ground. She broke free and sat to one side, covering her face and sobbing.
Her life was already tragic. Her first love, Banlie, not only toyed with her body but also with her feelings. Just when she had forgotten that painful love affair, she encountered a new tragedy—being raped by her own cousin. This is not something every woman can accept.
“To prevent you from running away, I have to tie you up.” Bru reached out his claws to me, pushing me down and making me lie on my back.
He untied the long rope in his hands, pinned my hands to my back, knelt down, and deftly bound me. No matter how much I struggled, I was no match for even a fraction of his strength. He smoothly bound me into a shapely "human rice dumpling," then, holding the bundle of rope, leaped up onto the roof beam, lifting me more than a meter off the ground, and tied the rope around the beam.
I was thus suspended in mid-air, the rope connected to my navel, my body hanging upside down.
"Bru, put me down! I'm your eldest sister..." I struggled, I cried out.
He jumped down from the beam, looking at me with a cold smile, saying, "Now you admit you're my eldest sister? Too late." He cut a short rope, more than a meter long, from the bundle, picked up my feet, and tightly bound them. Then, he approached my fifth sister, who was too terrified to utter a sound...
"No! You bastard, don't come any closer, I'll kill you!" My fifth sister remained defiant, but he quickly pushed her against the wall. No matter how much she cursed and struggled, her fate was no different from mine; she was ultimately hung from the roof beam, her cries and curses echoing endlessly.
“You heartless half-elf, you’ll die a horrible death! I’ll take my revenge when I grow up, I’ll kill you!”
“You’re not the only woman yelling to kill me! There’s no way you’ll get a turn in line! Damn it! Who wants to try my bondage art?” Blue turned his eyes to Bummo, “While I’m here, none of you are allowed to leave the hall, not even for a second. You have to poop and pee here, and if you dirty the floor, you’ll have to clean it up afterwards. That’s all I’ve said, don’t push me to lose my temper!”
“I won’t leave! It’s not like I haven’t seen you messing around with women before…” Bummo lowered her head and whispered. From her words, I guessed that she and Blue must have had some kind of illicit affair, otherwise, given her usually cold and stoic personality, she wouldn’t have become so obedient.
“Second sister, don’t you want to go upstairs?” Blue walked towards his second sister, and I was furious. I shouted, “Blue, your second sister is usually good to you. Now that she’s crying so heartbrokenly, are you going to cut a deep wound into her already scarred heart?”
"Eldest sister, because Second Sister has too many wounds in her heart, the marks are too deep. She hasn't healed those wounds, but has temporarily buried them deep within her heart. I've decided to turn her heart over, use my knife to cut away those old wounds, and then dissolve blessings and joyful pollen into her blood, flowing with the beating of her heart!"
After uttering these inexplicable words, he pushed his weeping Second Sister to the floor, lifted her slender, beautiful legs, and thrust his now-normal 27-28 centimeter-long penis into her wet, lustful vagina with fiery passion. He lay between her open legs, violently thrusting, roaring as he pumped: "What is that brat Banlie, daring to possess my Second Sister's soul! Second Sister, from this moment on, I will erase everything Banlie gave you, I will possess your body, and forever reside in your heart!"
He wildly thrust into his Second Sister's flower cave!
This wasn't the first time I'd seen him so unrestrained with a woman's body. He was the most powerful and longest-lasting man I'd ever met in bed. Before meeting him, I thought my elders and brothers were sex machines. After witnessing his prowess, I realized the other men in the clan paled in comparison.
If the Kuangbu clan was a legacy of desire, he was its core. No woman could resist his burning battlefield of lust; the terrifying fantasy of being conquered by him was inescapable.
Second Sister's weeping turned to moans, gradually evolving from soft groans into hysterical screams of joy. Her delicate body clung to his strong torso, ignoring his cousin, desperately responding to his thrusts. Her gaping vagina felt like a bottomless abyss; no matter how many times he penetrated, she never felt enough…
She was insane! Insane, just like Third Sister and Fourth Sister! Her consciousness went from frenzy to blurriness; she actually called him "brother," but he was her cousin! How could she call him brother? She must have been out of her mind… She really was out of her mind; at the moment he ejaculated wildly, she was literally beaten unconscious by his massive penis.
I saw him pull his still-erect penis out of her body, covered in his semen and her vaginal fluids—a dizzying sight.
He didn't walk towards us, but towards Bu Mo. I breathed a sigh of relief because my genitals were soaking wet, and I didn't want him to see.
"Captain Bu Mo, remember when we first met, you tossed me around like that? Let's continue our wrestling game!" He sat on the floor, pulled Bu Mo into his arms, then lay back, turned her body so her face was towards his feet, and she knelt on top of him, her hips directly facing his face, and in front of her face was that gleaming penis.
He parted her genitals, tilted his head to kiss and lick them, and she moaned a few times but didn't verbally refuse. After being licked and kissed for a while, her face flushed, and her breathing quickened. Seemingly unable to resist her inner desires, she reached out her trembling left hand, grasped his limp genitals, gently stroked them for a moment, then suddenly buried her face in his penis and swallowed it…
The two engaged in intercourse for a long time, and Bru's penis became erect again. He pushed aside the aroused Bu Mo, walked between me and Fifth Sister, and grabbed our breasts with his arms outstretched. He gripped them tightly, and Fifth Sister cried out in pain. He suddenly lowered himself and crawled between her legs, kissing and licking her genitals and anus. She cried out in panic.
No one in the room was willing to help her, not even I, the eldest sister, was too lazy to speak up.
“Call me Second Brother, or else…” With so much fluid, it’s easy to penetrate…
Bru rubbed Fifth Sister’s well-developed breasts. She was terrified of his penetration, but stubbornly refused to respond.
I knew she hated him, but at this crucial moment, I still hoped she would submit to him a little.
Receiving no response from his fifth sister, Bru took a small step back, pulling her buttocks down to his groin. His massive penis pressed against her soft, downy vulva, half of the glans forcibly forcing open her tightly closed vulva. She suddenly screamed, "Half-elf, I am Kuangbu's woman! You can fuck me to death, but I will never admit you are my second brother... Fuck me all you want, I'm not afraid of you!"
Bru paused, then laughed, withdrew his penis, and spat into her vulva, saying, "Quite stubborn, isn't she? Better than your cowardly brother. But I'm confident I can make you scream, just now... Hehe! You're so wet, I'll tough it out first, crush your arrogance. It's getting late, eldest sister's juices have all dried up, I need to plug her opening first."
My heart trembled, my mind went blank for a moment. This guy still wouldn't let me go! He bent out from between my fifth sister's legs and slipped between mine. I was so ashamed and angry that I tried to squeeze my legs together, but he stood between us. What I squeezed was his strong body. I was so frightened that I frantically spread my legs, but because my ankles were tied tightly, my calves and heels bumped against his back as I bent my legs...
"Big sister, I haven't even made a move yet, and you've already hooked me with your feet. How can you face your brother-in-law?" He deliberately used his words to provoke my reason, trying to make me mentally break down. Instead, I calmed down, looked him straight in the eye, and said disdainfully, "Since I got married, I've never done anything to wrong him. Even if you raped me, it's you who wronged him."
"I have no relation to him, why should I be worthy of him? Wouldn't that be wronging myself? Sister, don't talk to me about kinship. Kinship is a cruel and terrible lie in my life. I've lived alone under the oppression of the elves for over twenty years. Apart from my mother, who passed away twelve years ago, I've never seen any other relatives. Then I met you, thinking you were your family, but you didn't treat me like family, and I endured it. I never imagined you would assassinate me. Is this what you call 'kinship'?"
He spoke calmly, but I sensed the indignation within him. It wasn't so much that he betrayed the elves first and then the humans, but rather that the elves betrayed him first, and then the humans betrayed him too. A strange sensation came from my chest. As I pondered, his hands climbed up my breasts, his eyes fixed on my abdomen and hips. Suddenly, he exclaimed as if he had discovered something amazing: "Sister, why do you have faint stretch marks on your belly? You've had a child? I didn't notice them when I saw you naked at banquets before, the lighting wasn't bright enough."
As he said, I have a three-year-old son. He was weaned when he was six months old, and I went to war with my husband. The reason I supported the Empress in killing him was because I didn't want my child to suffer because of him. Although I had given birth, my figure recovered very well. The stretch marks were few and not obvious. If you didn't look closely, I was no different from a woman who had never given birth. What I was most proud of was that my vulva hadn't torn due to childbirth; it remained a tight and beautiful slit.
"I'm so excited! I love having sex with women who've had children. Their vaginas are so wide, I can pound them with my huge cock. Big Sister's vagina doesn't seem very wide, I wonder if it'll widen inside, and I can also check if it's loose. You can't judge a book by its cover, you have to go inside to know… I'm going in!"
As he spoke, he pulled my buttocks against his hips. I could already feel his glans rubbing against my labia, but I never expected him to suddenly thrust in while he was talking. In an instant, my vagina accommodated his penis. The hot, hard rod rubbed against my vagina, without the expected impact or swelling. I guessed he had shrunk it to its smallest size for easier insertion…
"Ah! Pull it out, you bastard, pull your slut out! I have a husband and children, I'm your big sister, pull your cock out, I told you to pull it out, did you hear me! I want you… Oh! Pull it out, don't go in anymore, I'm your big sister…"
I screamed, suddenly realizing it was too late.
He grinned lewdly, his twelve-centimeter-long penis relentlessly thrusting into my dripping, wet vagina…
I didn't feel fullness, nor did I feel the impact, but the friction of flesh against flesh was still real.
I could feel the extraordinary hardness and heat of his penis, something my previous men could never provide.
Before marriage, I had been with six men, all prominent figures in the capital, from wealthy young men to powerful knights. Their penises varied in length and thickness, but none of them could compare to the hardness and heat of Bruce's.
I had never been penetrated by such a short penis, yet felt so good, made me want to moan, aroused me, made me crave a thicker, longer penis to pound into me, to satisfy the emptiness deep within me. However, I always remembered that the man thrusting into me was my cousin. How could I show pleasure while he was raping me?
I tried to recall my hatred for him and my guilt towards my husband.
Utopia was my seventh man, and also my husband. He didn't mind that I had had many men before, and loved me as always. He was a gentle and kind man, although he would sometimes be tempted by beautiful women, and I sometimes allowed him to sleep with other women. He would go out and have affairs with other men in the family, and I turned a blind eye.
Growing up in this family, I was used to men's promiscuity and had nothing to be ashamed of. But since I got married, I have never slept with another man, even when former men secretly approached me, I refused. A woman's wild years should end with marriage; that's what I thought and what I did. As a result, my beautiful wish for fidelity was cruelly destroyed by my cousin… Did
he ever think about how much harm his actions caused?
Perhaps I shouldn't think that way, because a bastard like him finds pleasure in hurting women. The more a woman cried beneath him, the more aroused, harder, and more powerful his penis became. He didn't know that when his thing went in, it was like a long needle piercing the heart; even after it was pulled out, the heart still ached and bled.
"Oh...oh...oh..." I didn't want to moan, but his thrusting was too fast, the friction making my labia hot, the impact making my genitals ache slightly. My panting turned into moans. I could continue to hate and reject him, but I couldn't eliminate the feeling he gave me.
This feeling was so real, the collision and friction that a woman eternally longs for...
Because of the rope, I felt a kind of swaying and dizziness.
He lifted my legs, letting my calves and heels hook around his neck and back. With each thrust, I was thrown upwards and backwards, my buttocks hitting his palm as I sank downwards, completing the simple thrusting motion as if I were swaying in the air while he stood there enjoying his erect penis… At
this moment, my second sister, who had been unconscious, woke up. Seeing me being raped by Bru, she got up and walked to our side. Looking down at our joined bodies, she looked up and said, “Make it bigger! Eldest sister is a woman who has given birth. Your short, thin penis isn’t enough to tickle her. If you’re going to tickle her, tickle her until she’s satisfied. If you’re not satisfied, don’t fuck her!”
My usually gentle and melancholic second sister was now speaking vulgarly after waking up, which surprised even Bru.
Unable to contain my shame and anger, I snapped, "Second sister, have you lost your mind from being fucked like that? You don't even think before you speak! I'm your eldest sister, we're born of the same mother, how could you say such a thing? Aren't you going too far...? Ahhh! It's so full, it hurts..." I felt an unprecedented tightness and satisfaction in my vagina. My intuition told me that the penis pounding inside me was much thicker and longer than my husband's, and I knew it had returned to its original size.
I was a little dizzy from the impact of his huge penis, and the pleasure in my lower body was even more intense than before. The tight friction and deep thrusting brought me to orgasm quickly. My bladder was also almost bursting from the impact, and I even had the urge to urinate at this moment. No! I didn't drink any tea, why do I have to pee now?
I'm losing control, I shouted in shame and anger, "Bruce, stop! I'm coming! I'm going to pee! Get away, you bastard, I really need to pee! I need to pee... It feels so... good."
A stream of urine shot out from the small urethra above my vaginal opening.
My face burned like fire, but he laughed lewdly, completely disregarding my urine, thrusting even more violently than before. As I felt the intense pleasure, I also felt the urine rebounding from his abdomen. More urine flowed from my perineum to my anus, dripping onto the floor.
As the urine flowed, the fluids of my orgasm gushed out. I tried to suppress any lewd words, but my moans, like screams, were no longer under my control. My thoughts were more chaotic than my breathing: such a thick, long penis, such powerful thrusting, my vagina was completely filled, my love juices were boiling from the impact! I wanted more, I wanted more, more intense thrusting…
The stimulation of the orgasm paralyzed my nerves and thoughts. I was relieved that I hadn't cried out my desires—I had no strength left to scream. The exhaustion after the indulgence was a kind of enjoyment.
He didn't ejaculate, but continued thrusting. Perhaps knowing I had just orgasmed, he didn't thrust as violently.
The thrusting was gentle, like a caress after sex, making me feel comfortable and at ease.
I gradually regained my strength, and with my last ounce of energy, I cried out, "I'm so tired from being suspended like this! Let me down, do whatever you want with me!"
"Fine."
His right hand swept lightly across the ropes binding me, a natural, effortless wind blade severing them without any deviation. My falling upper body was caught by his left hand. He continued thrusting for a while, and my hands regained their dexterity. I reached down to my genitals, grasped his massive penis, and pleaded, "My legs are numb. Please let me untie the knots around my feet, okay?"
He roughly threw me to the ground. I cursed and sat up to untie the ropes binding my feet. He stood there, his massive penis, covered in my semen and urine, staring silently at me. I tried to stretch my legs, feeling the numbness gradually disappear. I stood up, dragging my weak legs to the dining table, grabbing food and stuffing it into my mouth—I was really hungry. His lower mouth was already full; what did dignity matter? Feeding my upper mouth came first.
"Big sister, are you horny?" Blue, probably shocked by my eating, went to my fourth sister, and they did it on the chair.
I finally caught my breath, my wet bottom settling onto the chair, picking up my chopsticks and eating the cold dishes.
Bu Mo brought me rice and tea; I thanked her, ignoring what was happening in the hall, and continued eating.
Before I finished eating, my fourth sister had already climaxed. I didn't want to admit he was my second brother, but he was indeed a strong man, and I truly hated him, but I couldn't refuse the pleasure he gave me. I felt guilty towards my husband, but I didn't want to commit suicide out of guilt; I still had children! Even without children, I wouldn't take my own life. One should cherish their life; so what if I was raped by my cousin? He wasn't ugly... I comforted myself with this thought, feeling it was the best excuse I could find.
"Who's going to put me down!" Fifth Sister cried out. We knew how badly she was being hung, but without Bru's permission, no one would interfere. After all, she wouldn't die hanging, but if we tried to rescue her, things would get really bad. Third Sister, who was usually closest to her, was now completely disoriented by Bru. Her face puffed up with anger, she turned to Fourth Sister, with whom she had the worst relationship, and pleaded, "Fourth Sister, please put me down! I promise I won't argue with you anymore, please put me down!"
Of the six women in the room, perhaps only Fourth Sister had the right to rescue her. She was the only one unaware of our plot to kill Bru, because she—was right beside him. She looked at him, and seeing that he didn't speak, she came over and untied Fifth Sister's ropes. After being rescued, Fifth Sister stood there stretching her limbs. Once the numbness subsided, she rushed into the toilet next to the bathroom, where there was a chamber pot and a urinal.
Suddenly, Bru left his third sister, who was in the throes of climax, and ran into the toilet. Fifth sister's curses and screams resumed, and then we saw him carry her out. She was leaning against his chest, her legs held and spread apart by his hands, urine gushing from her beautiful vulva, flowing all the way. Her beautiful and domineering face was completely red, her strong mouth unable to utter a word, tears seeping from her stubborn eyes.
"As the older brother, of course I have to carry my sister to pee. Shh…did you drink too much tea? Why are you peeing so much? Waaah, I need to pee too!" Bru yelled, and Fifth sister yelled back. He sprayed urine onto her back and buttocks. She twisted her hips and struggled, a few strands of residual urine flying from her vulva. His urine flowed from her anus to the floor, as if her anus was urinating.
After Bru finished urinating, he threw her to the ground and reiterated his command. Although stubborn, she knew her place and obediently sat down next to Bru. He continued to have sex with Third Sister, who this time was brought to unconsciousness. I felt my genitals getting wet again, and fearing he would touch me, I slowly pretended to eat—but I was already full.
After leaving Third Sister, he pressed Second Sister against the upright pillar and thrust into her. Second Sister clung to the waist-sized pillar with both hands, and after a frenzied fucking, she collapsed, huddled against the pillar. Then he turned around and walked behind me, pulled away the damp chair under my buttocks, pushed me onto the dining table, spread my legs, and fiercely fucked my wet cunt…
I orgasmed twice before he finally ejaculated. Scalded by his passion, my legs trembled uncontrollably.
When he withdrew his body and released his hands from my waist, I clung to the dining table and collapsed to the floor.
“Tomorrow I’ll come back, and if I see anyone with anything covering them, I’ll cut off one of your brothers’ hands. Use the remaining tea and food wisely; I’ll only bring them once a day. If you think it’s not enough, I won’t bring them at all.” He dressed, uttered these heartless words, and left without a trace of regret.
My fifth sister suddenly cried out, and my second sister and I started crying too.

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