My sister forced me

My name is Hua Zichen. I have an older sister, Hua Xiling, who is four years older than me. My father passed away in an accident when I was two years old, leaving my mother (Qi Bingyan) to raise my sister and me. After my father's death, my mother became the chairperson of the company he left behind, so she was often away from home for work, leaving just my sister and me at home most of the time.
I was spoiled by my mother, while she often scolded and beat my sister. Whenever there was something good, I would grab it and then give it to my sister when I was done playing with it. I was a little tyrant at home, often bullying my sister. Because my mother loved me very much, my sister couldn't do anything about it.
However, all of this changed when my mother went on a business trip...
As my sister and I grew older, my mother said that in order to provide a better life for us in the future, she began to focus on her work, and she was away from home more and more often for work.
I remember that day was an evening right after I graduated from elementary school. My mother had just left during the day, saying she was going to the United States for a week-long business trip and asked my older sister to take good care of me. My sister, already a high school student, was completely independent. In fact, ever since my sister started elementary school, my mother had made her do all sorts of chores, and her upbringing was much stricter than mine. I remember when my sister was in junior high, she had to come home on time every day, or she would get a beating. Dating was absolutely forbidden, and she wasn't even allowed to have normal conversations with male classmates…
After my mother left, I was overjoyed because I could play games again!
I immediately took over the TV in the living room and started playing video games, completely engrossed. My sister called me to eat, but I refused.
That evening, my sister had just come out after taking a shower.
I called out to my sister, "I'm hungry!"
She was drying her hair and completely ignored me, so I got angry. My little tyrant temper immediately kicked in. I ran over and grabbed her hair, yelling, "I'm hungry! Make me something to eat right now!"
"Ah! You little rascal! Let go!" My sister easily broke free and glared at me angrily, saying, "You don't eat when it's mealtime, and now you're tormenting others. Go make it yourself!"
I had no idea how to cook, so I angrily threatened her with Mom.
This trick worked; I'd used it countless times to subdue her after I bullied her at home.
My sister was clearly very angry, as if she'd reached her breaking point. It was true, I often bullied her when Mom wasn't home. She was usually very cold, both to me and Mom, often alone in her room. But when she was with me, I loved to bully her. Occasionally, she would fight back and we'd wrestle, but in the end, Mom would always scold and beat her… My sister looked at me quietly. I hated it, so I glared back and continued to order and threaten her.
Suddenly, my older sister rushed over and hugged me. She's already a high school student, standing at 1.65 meters tall, half a head taller than me. Because I'm a picky eater, I'm rather thin, and in terms of strength, she's much bigger than me.
Having just showered, she was only wearing a tight-fitting bra and hot pants, her whole body smelling of mint and her own body odor. I was stunned by her hug and let her carry me to her room.
"What are you doing! Let me go!"
I struggled, because she actually used her stockings to tie me up!
But due to my physical weakness, I couldn't overcome her. I was tied to the foot of her bed, sitting with my hands tied behind my back to the bedpost, my legs and feet also bound. I screamed and struggled, but it was no use. My sister seemed like a different person, even more frantically suppressing me… I tried to scream, but she immediately stuffed her freshly removed thin silk panties into my mouth!
I could only make muffled sounds…
“Quiet down!”
my sister hissed sharply, but I ignored her and continued to struggle violently. Seeing my incessant struggle, she held me even tighter and pressed me down.
After struggling for a while, I got tired. I hadn’t eaten dinner and didn’t have much strength, and it felt strange to be pressed down by my sister’s soft body. The smell of her underwear in my mouth and nose made me dizzy.
Seeing that I had stopped struggling, my sister stood up, looked down at me coldly, and breathed heavily. It was clear that she had also exerted a lot of effort.
Suddenly, the room became quiet, with only the sounds of my sister and me breathing.
“Hua Zichen, I’m telling you, I’ve had enough! From today onwards, you are my slave!”
my sister said coldly, her face expressionless.
I suddenly felt that my sister was a stranger. Was she going to hit me?
Because my mother wasn’t here, I suddenly became afraid.
“Hua Zichen, your life as a young master is over! From now on, you are my slave, Hua Xiling’s slave, understand?!”
my sister squatted down, pinching my face with her hand and saying coldly.
"Waaah..."
I shook my head in protest, and because my sister had tied me up so tightly, I was almost crying.
My sister took the panties out of my mouth, and I immediately screamed, "Let me go! Ah! Help!"
My sister then stuffed the panties back into my mouth.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
My sister slapped me several times on the face!
I cried out in pain, but with my mouth gagged, I could only make small whimpering sounds.
"What are you crying for! Stop crying! Put it back down!"
my sister yelled at me.
Seeing that I had no intention of stopping, my sister seemed even angrier and started pinching me!
This hurt so much that tears streamed down my face even more.
I had only been hit once in my life, and that happened a few years ago. That time, it was because I was too naughty that my mother hit me, but it wasn't a hard hit at all. After I started crying, my mother couldn't bear to continue hitting me and only said a few words to me before it ended.
Now, my sister was mercilessly pinching my arms, waist, and the tender flesh of my inner thighs. I struggled desperately, but it was no use. The pressure from her grip increased, and I continued to struggle in agony, tears streaming down my face… It felt like an eternity before she finally stopped. I was exhausted from crying and kept sobbing… My sister left the room without saying a word and closed the door,
leaving me alone. I hated my sister so much!
I hated her so much!
I thought that when Mom came back, I would tell her how badly my sister had beaten me, how she had tied me up and locked me in the room, and that Mom should beat her severely!
Slowly, I cried until I was exhausted, my tears dried up, and I was terribly hungry. Looking at the dark room, I was exhausted, hungry, and scared, afraid that my sister would come in again and torture me like before.
After a while, the door opened, and my sister came in. The aroma of food wafted into my nose; my sister was carrying a bowl of fragrant noodles. Had
she gone to cook noodles for me?
It smells so good, I really want to eat it.
Thinking that my sister was probably going to let me go and let me eat, the intense hatred I felt earlier dissipated considerably.
My sister put the noodles aside, squatted down, took the underwear out of my mouth, and said to me, "Want some?"
After being beaten by my sister, I started to feel a little scared and submissive, and silently nodded.
"Sister, please let me go, I'll be good," I began to plead softly, because I realized that if I continued to resist, it would definitely not end well.
"Wait and see how you behave first. I'll feed you noodles now," my sister said, picking up a small strand of noodles with her chopsticks and blowing on it. Seeing her gentle demeanor, I silently gave in, thinking I'd act obediently so she'd let me off the hook.
But her next move shocked me!
She actually ate the noodles herself!
I stared at her, bewildered. After chewing a few times, she opened her mouth, took the noodles in, and said, "Open your mouth."
Realizing what she was going to do, I didn't complain and obediently opened my mouth. Her soft lips pressed against mine, and she fed me the thoroughly chewed noodles. Perhaps because I was so hungry, I thought it tasted really good, and her lips were so soft, her saliva so sweet.
My mother often fed me this way when I was very young, feeding me porridge and fruit with her mouth.
My older sister used to feed me too. I was very young then and not very naughty, basically just following her around. She was very good to me, and secretly she would imitate Mom and feed me treats, which I happily accepted.
Later, as I grew older, my "adult" mentality kicked in, and I stopped letting Mom feed me like that. As for my sister, perhaps because of Mom's unequal treatment of us, I started to feel that she was inferior to me, so I gradually began to bully her and enjoyed it. My sister, after I bullied her and she fought back, was often beaten and scolded by Mom, so she gradually distanced herself from me, and now she's very cold towards me.
"Is it good?"
My sister looked at me calmly. "Mmm!"
I nodded immediately, longing for her to continue feeding me.
"If you agree to become my slave, I'll continue feeding you," my sister said coldly.
"Sister, I was wrong, I'll be good from now on, I don't want to be a slave, okay?" I pleaded.
"No! You must become my slave! I'll only continue feeding you if you agree," my sister said firmly.
Seeing my sister like this, I hesitated. At the time, I didn't really understand what "slave" meant.
Perhaps it was because I was so hungry, and because that bite of noodles my sister had chewed so thoroughly was so delicious, I agreed… "Okay, sister, I'm willing to be your slave," I whispered, feeling conflicted at the thought that I had been tamed by the sister I usually bullied.
"Okay, in a moment I'll feed you my saliva. Hold it all in your mouth and don't swallow, okay?"
My sister's tone softened a little.
When I was very young, my sister once teased me while feeding me, saying that if someone ate another person's saliva, they would completely obey that person. From then on, I started refusing to be fed by my sister.
"Okay!"
I obediently nodded in agreement. I had actually eaten my sister's saliva just now; perhaps because I was so hungry, it tasted incredibly delicious, and I secretly hoped to eat it again.
While eating the noodles, my sister kept moving her mouth and swirling her tongue around in her mouth, clearly trying to build up her saliva. Soon, her mouth started to puff up, and I thought she was going to let me eat it. But she kept puffing up her saliva. Two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes passed, and her mouth was bulging out quite a bit. The thought that I was about to swallow this huge clump of saliva made my throat involuntarily move.
Finally, my sister cupped my head in her hands, tilting it back. She then pressed her chubby lips against mine, and I excitedly took her soft lips into mine. Her mouth was actually quite small, even smaller than mine. Then, I felt her saliva slowly flowing into my mouth. It was so sticky and greasy, but the taste was mild and cool, and I didn't find it offensive at all. I slowly accepted the saliva she was giving me. There was so much of it; my mouth started to bulge, almost overflowing. But I could feel her continuing to pour saliva into my mouth, so I had to swallow a small mouthful. She definitely heard me swallowing. Finally, she had transferred all her saliva into my mouth.
"Don't swallow! Stir it around with your tongue, savor my saliva! Remember, this is your master's taste!"
she said coldly, wiping the saliva that had spilled from her mouth.
I obediently stirred the thick saliva in my mouth, enjoying the sticky feeling.
Under my sister's watchful gaze, I diligently moved my mouth to show her that I was indeed following her orders.
"Alright, open your mouth, let me see," my sister commanded haughtily. I looked up at her, obediently opening my mouth to show her that it was indeed full of her saliva.
My sister leaned closer and spat another mouthful of saliva into my open mouth, then said, "Alright, swallow it all." I breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed the mouthful of saliva, coughing a few times in my haste. Then I looked up at my sister.
"Very good, Hua Zichen, from this day forward you are my slave, Hua Xiling's slave. You must obey me in everything, or you will face eternal damnation, understand?!"
my sister said calmly, stroking my head.
After swallowing that large mouthful of my sister's saliva, I was incredibly excited, even having the thought that becoming my sister's slave would be quite nice.
So I obediently nodded and said, "Yes, sister, I'll be your slave from now on! I'll definitely listen to you obediently!"
"Okay, remember not to tell Mom about this, okay?"
"Okay!"
"And don't tell anyone else, this is our secret, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Good, you're really good. Come on, now sister will feed you noodles."
"Okay!"
I was very happy and excited to be fed by my sister again. Plus, I was hungry, so my sister fed me the whole bowl of noodles in a short time. She even drank the broth before feeding me.
Every time she fed me, I could lick my sister's tongue. Her tongue was soft and tender. Especially when she fed me the broth at the end, I sucked on her tongue tightly. It felt so good, so sweet. I
just felt that my sister was so good...
After finishing the noodles, my stomach was full. Although I was still tied up, I didn't make a fuss.
And thinking that I had become my sister's slave, although I didn't know what would happen, it seemed like it would be a lot of fun.
After feeding me, my sister wiped my drool-covered mouth with a tissue and cleared away the dishes. "I'll go wash the dishes first. You can stay here for now. This is my order, understand? You need to learn to obey all my orders!"
Seeing me obediently nod, my sister went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
I sat quietly and obediently, waiting for her.
When she returned, she saw me sitting there obediently, nodded, and praised me. I was overjoyed.
[The End]

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