Cruel Sister

"Daxin, why are you so late? You didn't even tell us beforehand. Honestly... it's like you're not our own child."
Amidst the grumbling of a middle-aged woman, the girl who had just entered the room changed out of her canvas shoes and put on a pair of pink slippers. Listening to the already tiresome nagging, the girl's delicate brows furrowed, but she paid no attention and walked straight to the dining table.
It was late at night, past dinner time, and only a few leftover dishes remained on the table, cold and uninspired.
"I was doing homework with my classmates until late, and there was traffic on the way back. Besides, I already said that if I'm late, you don't need to wait for me." She served herself a bowl of cold rice, and with the few leftover dishes on the table, the girl's fair and delicate hands held chopsticks, picked up a piece of food, and put it in her small mouth. Her exquisite face and indifferent tone formed a striking contrast.
"I'll heat it up for you again. Honestly, eating cold food will upset your stomach. Can't you learn from your brother? Look how well-behaved Xiaocheng is." The middle-aged woman stood with her hands on her hips, feeling a bit angry at her indifferent daughter. While nagging, she took a plate of food to the microwave to heat it up, muttering, "If only we didn't have this eldest daughter. Now... she's bringing nothing but negative effects to Xiaocheng." Her fair, white wrist paused abruptly as she picked up food, her pretty face showing little emotion. After the interruption, Cheng Zhixin continued to eat the leftovers, feeding herself, but her beautiful eyes seemed to casually glance at the boy sitting not far away. Cheng Xiaocheng couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look at his sister. After eating and washing
up, she returned to her bedroom.
Disturbed, Cheng Zhixin's eyebrows were slightly furrowed as she stared blankly at the ceiling until she stopped what she was doing in the living room. The moonlight of the night shone through the curtains and all was quiet. Suddenly, Cheng Zhixin opened her phone's contacts and quickly typed a text message in the name of her "brother".
"You little slut, come to my room. I'll leave the door open for you."
A moment later, the bedroom door creaked open a crack, and Cheng Xiaocheng slowly walked in. Hesitantly approaching his sister's bedside, Cheng Zhixin reached behind her to close the door. A cold, mocking smile quickly spread across her beautiful face as she commanded in a low voice, "Take off all your clothes and kneel at my feet, you little slut."
Cheng Xiaocheng's small figure trembled noticeably under the light. He forced himself to remove his clothes one by one—shirt, pants, and when he reached his underwear, his tender pink penis was exposed to the cold air. Under Cheng Zhixin's teasing, pleasure-filled gaze, he knelt on the ground, looking up at his sister's clean, slender legs clad in white silk. *
Slap.*
A pink cotton slipper suddenly slammed down from above, crushing the gradually hardening little brother. The slipper spun, watching the soft testicles slowly sink beneath her foot, flattening Cheng Xiaocheng in agony. Cheng Zhixin sneered, "Good little brother, if Mom knew you were such a slut, do you think she'd be very disappointed? Or do you also think I, as your older sister, shouldn't be in your house, lest I ruin your atmosphere?" "Sister...
I didn't..." His genitals were mercilessly crushed by the girl as if stepping on a cigarette butt. Cheng Xiaocheng's face paled. He was about to speak when Cheng Zhixin let out a soft moan, took a yellowed cotton sock, and stuffed it into his mouth to prevent his groans from spreading.
"Oh...right, you definitely wish you had a sister like me." With soft, gentle words, Cheng Zhixin grabbed her brother's hair, forcibly lifting his head. Looking at his pained expression, wanting to scream but daring not to groan, she said disdainfully, "A little slut like you, if you didn't have a sister like me, where would you go to express your despicable desires? Whose shoes and socks would you steal to masturbate? Would you steal Mom's shoes and rub them against your dog's penis to ejaculate?" She had no intention of moving Cheng Xiaocheng from this room. Looking at her brother's expression, filled with fear yet also a hint of satisfaction, Cheng Zhixin's sadistic desires surged like a flood from the depths of her heart. A warm, excited current rose from her lower abdomen, turning into a fluid that suddenly flowed between her legs. Even through the fabric of her underwear, Cheng Zhixin could feel it. Her body, which even watching Japanese adult films couldn't arouse the slightest sexual interest, was completely aroused by this queenly desire to humiliate others.
"Put this on and come with me to the living room."
After rummaging through her bag for a moment, Cheng Zhixin suddenly tossed something over—a leather collar dangling in front of Cheng Xiaocheng. This was a specially designed dog leash for training; it wasn't made of iron, but of plastic. However, its design still exuded the unique potential of the sadistic world. With Cheng Xiaocheng wearing it and kneeling on the ground, he really did look like a dog being played with by its owner.
Cheng Zhixin reached for the collar's chain and led her younger brother out of the room like she was walking a dog. With soft footsteps, they arrived at the cold, dark living room. She pushed back a chair and sat in the spot where they had sat for dinner that evening. Cheng Zhixin lifted one slender leg and crossed it over the other, dangling her pink cotton slippers that protected her white-stockinged feet. A cold smile played on her lips, intensifying the smirk.
"I remember there's some leftover rice in the fridge, bring it over. Also, fetch my canvas shoes with your mouth."
Her tone was indifferent and commanding, looking down at her younger brother. Cheng Xiaocheng had gradually become accustomed to being bossed around like this by his sister, but being disciplined naked in the living room late at night made him uneasy. He clutched the collar around his neck tightly, walking carefully, afraid that his parents would hear the noise and come out to check. If that happened, he would be too ashamed to stay in the house.
With his sister's permission, he spat out the cotton sock from her mouth and retrieved the leftover rice and clean shoes she needed. Cheng Xiaocheng looked at his sister with a puzzled expression.
He understood that the canvas shoes were for her to wear so she could step on him and discipline him, but why rice? Had his sister not eaten enough that night and was now hungry again?
Pure white silk stockings shimmered, her slender feet, toes slightly curled, slipped from the slippers into the canvas shoes. Only the heel couldn't fit. Cheng Zhixin shook her beautiful shoes and said,
"Shoelaces. Use your teeth to untie them, and then tie them for me after I put them on." Cheng Xiaocheng nodded obediently, then lowered her head, almost touching the ground, and gently pulled the shoelaces up with her teeth, loosening them. She paused, then looked down at her sister's slender feet sliding smoothly into the shoes. She then hurriedly and clumsily retied the shoelaces for her sister.
Cheng Zhixin picked up the bowl of leftover cold rice. Each plump white grain gleamed with the chill of the refrigerator. Her beautiful eyes flashed coldly as she pulled the dog leash around her younger brother's neck. With a twist of her wrist, she suddenly dumped all the rice from the bowl onto the floor. Before her brother's stunned gaze, her beautiful shoe swiftly lifted and stomped down, crushing each grain of rice into a paste. She coldly held out the sole of her canvas shoe to Cheng Xiaocheng, scoffing, "Lick it clean. Not a single grain left on my shoe, not a single grain on the floor. Or… you can take those 16 slaps." If he let his sister slap him 16 times now, the crisp sound would surely wake their parents. Cheng Xiaocheng knew his sister's temper.
Once she said something, she didn't like being talked back to. Since she had said this, if Cheng Xiaocheng begged for mercy or refused, his sister would surely find an even crueler way to torture him.
With his lips tightly pursed and teeth biting, Cheng Xiaocheng pondered for a few moments. He didn't resist, but instead pressed his face close to the sole of his sister's shoe, sticking out his pink tongue to the canvas sole. The layers of food, stained with dust and white rice paste, were quickly licked clean as his little head moved up and down, restoring the canvas shoe to its original color.
The rice grains on the floor were scattered somewhat messily. Cheng Xiaocheng, naked, lay down and used his tongue to lick the rice paste that his sister had stepped on and stuck to the floor. As the white rice paste clung to his tongue and was swallowed mouthful by mouthful, Cheng Xiaocheng's actions became more and more like those of a pet dog.
He was on all fours, licking the food off the floor with his tongue, and… he was chained by a girl's leash.
He diligently worked on the floor for over half an hour until the last grain of rice was licked up from under the table and into his stomach. On the floor, besides a layer of water stains from licking, there was nothing else. Only then did he wipe the sweat from his brow and look up at his sister, who was looking down at him from her long, beautiful legs.
*Snap.
* In the dark night, her beautiful, clean shoes crunched crisply between Cheng Xiaocheng's legs. The textured soles were clearly cold in the chilly air, but the slight rubbing made Cheng Xiaocheng's body instantly heat up. His sister's other beautiful shoe pressed firmly against his chest, clinging tightly to his skin. The leash was taut, forming a tight line between his jade-like hands and soft neck.
After doing all this, Cheng Zhixin said with a hint of sarcasm, "Move your body yourself. Whether you can ejaculate or
not depends on your own ability." Cheng Xiaocheng's body was firmly fixed by the pink foot at his neck, but Cheng Zhixin didn't completely deny him a chance. As his legs struggled to move upwards, his little brother would rub against the sole of his sister's shoe. The difficult movement, mixed with the tender pink head being rubbed by the laces, brought a strong sense of pleasure and heat. Under the disdainful and slightly mocking gaze of his sister's beautiful eyes, Xiaocheng, as her own brother, felt so despicable.
Under the pressure of shame, exhibitionism, and the anxiety of being discovered by his parents, he tightly pursed his lips, afraid of making too loud a groan because of the physical pleasure. But with each rub of his little brother, he couldn't help but groan softly through his teeth.
"Sister... thank you~ Sister..."
In the cold, dark living room, Cheng Xiaocheng's extremely weak yet sincere moans echoed. His tender little brother, swollen to its limit beneath the beautiful shoes, was struggling to ejaculate easily, but each friction against the sole of the shoe felt so real and comfortable. His sister's shoes were pressing down on his neck, making Xiaocheng feel like he was truly his sister's puppy.
Under the gaze of her cold, beautiful eyes, he thrust like a puppy for over ten minutes before a powerful ejaculation finally erupted amidst Xiaocheng's moans. But as soon as a little bit of the cloudy white fluid shot out, Cheng Zhixin reacted quickly, immediately pressing the heel of her shoe against the base of his penis, grinding it relentlessly. After just a few back and forth motions, the merciless grinding made Xiaocheng's face turn pale with pain, and sweat poured from his forehead.
A cold smile, tinged with excitement and pleasure, graced her exquisitely beautiful face. Cheng Zhixin didn't want her younger brother to ejaculate so comfortably; she wanted to use her crushing power to squeeze every last drop of essence from his body, making him suffer in agony.
"Want to ejaculate? It's easy. Lie down on the ground. I'll make you, you little slut, ejaculate very well." Standing up from the chair, Cheng Zhixin tightened her grip on the dog leash with both hands. Her other beautiful shoe, radiating a deadly threat, pressed down on Xiao Cheng's neck. In the darkness, a sliver of moonlight shone through the window, and Cheng Zhixin could clearly see her brother's face gradually turning pale and then blue from difficulty breathing. His eyes were filled with panic and pleading, yet he couldn't utter a word. His only swollen member was still tightly pressed at the base by that slender canvas foot, unable to release its pent-up desire.
Having thoroughly enjoyed her younger brother's pitiful, pleading expression, Cheng Zhixin finally smiled from the bottom of her heart. Her shoe spun and ground against his pink little brother, and with a simple motion of her beautiful shoe rubbing from his head down to his testicles, Xiao Cheng's penis, like a floodgate opened, gushed out a thick stream of pure, cloudy fluid, staining the floor, his body, the corners of the tables and chairs, and even the surface of his sister's beautiful canvas shoe.
Left only with the strength to catch his breath, Cheng Xiao Cheng had no time to rest. The beautiful shoe, stained with his essence, stepped over and ground against his cheek. However, Cheng Zhixin was in a relatively good mood. As she ground against her brother's cute face, her sweet voice, with a hint of a smile, said, "Lick your filth back, and then I'll let you vent again." (
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) [The End]

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