Sister's first time was given to brother

Seeing Belle stealing glances at the two locked in a passionate encounter, her brother covered her eyes. "Let's change rooms," he said, then picked her up and carried her away. He carried Belle to the sixth floor of the hotel and led her to a room.
"Come sit here," he said, patting the seat beside him, gesturing for the uneasy Belle to come over.
Belle hesitated for a moment, but she knew perfectly well why the guest had brought her here. She should be happy that such a handsome guest had taken her virginity. If she weren't still a virgin at fifteen, her unremarkable appearance wouldn't have been enough to entertain such an excellent guest. She sat down next to her brother with her head down, then glanced up at the man beside her, her face flushing red. She was prepared for what was to come, only hoping that the man beside her didn't have the strange fetishes her friends had described among the guests.
"How old are you?" Stroking her slender body, her brother felt a pang of pity; so young, yet willing to sell her body. If Qi'er did the same, he would be heartbroken.
"Fifteen." Belle nervously clutched her trousers, hesitantly stating her age. Would he think she was too young?
"Hmm." Belle didn't understand why he asked her age. The man beside her gave a perfunctory answer, his large hands remaining draped over her shoulders, occasionally caressing her hair with tender affection. He seemed less like a customer and more like a father bidding farewell to his soon-to-be-married daughter. "We played a game." The man beside her suddenly made a direct request, contrary to his usual behavior. Belle looked up in shock, meeting the man's smiling eyes. What kind of eyes were those?! The smile in the man's eyes seemed to possess a certain magic, and Belle stared blankly, a sudden urge to kiss him rising within her. She nodded involuntarily, captivated by the man beside her, leaning closer to his alluring face.
"Don't rush." The man cupped her face, affectionately pressing his forehead against hers. "Go take a shower first."
"Okay." Belle stepped out of her brother's embrace, her heart pounding uncontrollably. Soaking in the water, Belle was overjoyed with her good fortune. What a perfect guest! He was so gentle with her alone; she was so lucky not to have given her virginity to that worthless ex-boyfriend. When Belle emerged, clean and shyly wrapped in a towel, she unexpectedly saw a childlike nightgown by the door. Belle took the nightgown into the bathroom, pondered for a moment, and then came out still wrapped in the towel. Tonight, she was going to entertain this man; how could a childlike nightgown possibly arouse his desire?
As Belle walked out, she imagined many possibilities: perhaps the man would sit leisurely on the bed, watching her emerge from the bath, smiling radiantly and saying, "You look beautiful." Perhaps the man would hug her from behind when she wasn't expecting it, biting her neck and saying, "I really want to devour you."
Belle always felt envious when she imagined these scenes. Today, she was finally the protagonist, but all her hopes were dashed. The man wasn't in the room! Had he changed his mind? She felt ashamed of her lack of beauty and figure.
"Where are your pajamas?" Her brother entered and saw Belle sitting on the floor wrapped in a towel, sobbing uncontrollably. Seeing this, he frowned.
"Ah?" He hadn't left! Looking at the man reeking of alcohol standing in the doorway, Belle forced a smile through her tears. "I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Her brother looked coldly at the woman clinging to his leg, then asked again, displeased, "Where are your pajamas?"
Belle cautiously looked at the man; he seemed to be filled with anger, his once alluring eyes now glaring at her as if she had committed a grave mistake. "I..."
Seeing Belle's evasive eyes, her brother knelt down, his voice softening, "Remember what I said."
"...Okay." After this experience, Belle never dared to disobey the man again. When she came out in her pajamas, the man was already gone. After hastily drying her hair, Belle sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a book from the small table. The bedside lamp cast a soft yellow light. Belle flipped through a thick book in her hands; it was a Chinese book, and Belle couldn't understand a single word. She was just putting on an act; this customer had proposed a rape game. Her sisters all said rape was very painful, but this was Belle's first time, and she didn't know how painful it was. She only heard it was very, very painful, and her hands trembled imperceptibly. She was terrified, but dared not refuse. She wouldn't refuse this customer, nor could she refuse this customer.
Her sisters all said rape was very painful, but this was Belle's first time, and she didn't know how painful it was. She only heard it was very, very painful, and her hands trembled imperceptibly. She was terrified, but dared not refuse. She wouldn't refuse this customer, nor could she refuse this customer.
The door creaked open, and this time the man, slightly drunk, staggered in. Belle closed the book and straightened up defensively. "It's late, please leave,"
her brother chuckled, his mind filled with the image of his beloved woman, his slightly furrowed brows and even his tightly pursed lips. Her voice was cold, like a hedgehog with its quills raised, keeping people at a distance. But damn it, he was attracted by her indifference! Step by step, he approached. The woman on the bed frowned and jumped off, covering her nose to avoid his strong smell of alcohol. He staggered to a spot a step away from her. "Today is my sixteenth birthday."
Belle watched him approach, wanting to greet him but retreating timidly. Unsure what to say, she stammered, "Um."
Her brother didn't need her answer. He looked at his beloved little girl, took a step back, frowned, and said coldly, "Get out." He grinned slyly, pretending not to hear. "What gift are you going to give me?"
"What? I...I don't know." Belle glanced guiltily at her brother. Was she too stupid? Always saying these things.
The man gave him a disdainful look, covering his nose as if to leave. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and greedily embraced her. He had wanted to do this for a long time! He wrapped his arms tightly around her slender waist, and asked in a low voice, his most melodious tone, "Hmm? What gift?"
Belle, held tightly in the man's arms, was flustered and unsure what to do with her hands and feet. "I...I..." Belle lowered her head shyly, no longer daring to look into the man's drunken eyes.
His voice, which he considered his most beautiful, was met with disgust by the girl in his arms, who covered her nose and pushed against his chest. Her hands were tightly crossed; how could she push him away with just one hand? He stubbornly held her petite body, but she was furious and slapped herself. "Get out!"
He didn't rub his face, lest the little wildcat in his arms run away. "Give you to me, hmm?" By this time, the girl in his arms was struggling fiercely, but he easily stopped all her resistance and pressed her tightly beneath him. "I like you, give you to me." He looked at her earnestly, but she frantically hit him, her eyes already wet with tears. "I really like you." He grabbed her two slender wrists with one hand, his burning lips leaving a dense trail of marks on her exposed neck and collarbone.
"Let me go! Bastard! Help me, someone come quick!" She twisted her body frantically, resisting the man's approach, but today he was like a madman, biting at her flesh. She screamed, cried, and resisted, but her strength was so weak. She used all her strength, but the man pressed her down with one hand, tearing her nightgown and binding her hands. Unable to move her hands, her legs pinned down by the man, she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her throat burned with pain, and she coughed uncontrollably, yet her eyes remained red as she screamed. This was such a large manor, with hundreds of servants; if she screamed, someone would surely hear her. That way, someone would save her, and she could escape this monster.
"Such delicate breasts," her hands were tied to the headboard, and the man's two disgusting hands groped her naked upper body. Two fingers pinched her nipple, while one large hand completely covered her small breast. She hated it, she hated it so much! He was her blood-related brother, why did he do this! "Why are you so young at fourteen?"
"Get out! Let me go, why are you doing this?" Her voice was already hoarse, and each time she opened her mouth, she could feel the blood in her throat as she asked. She had run out of strength, and tears fell uncontrollably, her upper and lower eyelashes stuck together, fluttering beautifully with each blink.
The man on top of her ignored her cries, his disgusting tongue sliding down her face to suck away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His pale red lips enveloped hers, sucking and biting. She kept her lips tightly shut, turning her head to one side. The man grabbed her chin, pulling her head back and taking her lips into his mouth again. His tongue pressed against her teeth, licking her gums as she wouldn't open her mouth. His repulsive tongue roamed freely in her mouth; she vowed never to let such a disgusting thing in.
She kept her lips tightly shut, turning her head to one side. The man grabbed her chin, pulling her head back and taking her lips into his mouth again. His tongue pressed against her teeth, licking her gums as she wouldn't open her mouth. His repulsive tongue roamed freely in her mouth; she vowed never to let such a disgusting thing in.
"Ugh," she groaned, her jaw feeling like it was about to shatter from the man's grip. She opened her mouth in pain, and the man's tongue seized the opportunity to slip inside. "Disgusting!" she whimpered, her brows furrowed, but the man's tongue probed deeper and deeper, hooking and guiding her little tongue in a dance. "No, no!" she screamed inwardly, the image of Qianbai's face flashing in her mind. She was engaged to Qianbai; she belonged to Qianbai, and she would marry Qianbai, not this repulsive man on top of her! With all her might, she wanted to bite off this disgusting man's tongue!
Seeing the fire in her eyes, her brother raised his left hand and cruelly pinched her left breast until it was red and swollen.
"Ugh!" She was in excruciating pain! She couldn't cry out, she couldn't scream, tears streaming down her face.
"You're so bad, what a waste of such a sweet little mouth." The man finally took pity on her and released her, lewdly sitting on the girl's lap and patting her aching cheek. The younger sister dodged his large hand, her eyes filled with tears as she glared angrily at the man on top of her. Before she could speak, the man tore off a corner of his nightgown and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Mmm..." Her only way to cry for help was ruthlessly crushed by the man. She sobbed and screamed, trying to push the cloth out of her mouth with her tongue. Her jaw seemed dislocated; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't spit out the clump of cloth.
"So delicate." The man caressed the skin beneath him with affection, burying his face in the girl's body, leaving a trail of burning kisses on her slender chest. His tongue slid down to her armpits, where the delicate skin couldn't withstand his rough handling, turning red and purple.
"Ugh..." Let go! I don't want to! I don't want to! She screamed, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to say, "Brother, please let go." He had always wanted her to call him "brother," but she had stubbornly ignored him. Now she wanted to beg him, but she couldn't bring herself to speak.
The man quickly grew tired of teasing her upper body and slid down, his lewd gaze landing on her lower body, which was covered in pajama bottoms. She trembled, trying to close her legs, but he held them down with both hands. She watched helplessly as he pulled off her pajama bottoms, then her underwear. Like a fish struggling for its life, her naked body writhed wildly on the sheets. Her long, black hair clung messily to her face and shoulders. Her struggles pleased the man, igniting his desire to an uncontrollable rage. The man, panting heavily, parted her legs wide, his fingers hastily touching her labia before he buried his face between her thighs, taking her vulva into his mouth.
She had never experienced sex before; she was terrified and helpless as she endured the unfamiliar pleasure, her sensitive body trembling beneath him like a falling flower. The man's tongue skillfully licked her labia minora, sucking on her trembling, erect clitoris. His tongue tip pierced her never-before-opened vaginal opening. She trembled, sobbing incoherently. The man, captivated by the sight between her legs, thrust his nimble tongue in a manner mimicking intercourse, his fingernails teasing her delicate clitoris. The pleasure was too intense; she fumbled helplessly for climax in the unfamiliar sensory world. Her legs, like tender white snakes, coiled around the man's neck, trapping his tongue between them, unwilling to let it leave.
"Isn't it comfortable?" The man propped himself up, admiring the girl's mesmerizing allure during her climax, two fingers dilating her vagina. Her body was more attractive to him than he had imagined. He eagerly expanded, yet his movements were gentle, each one careful not to hurt her. She could no longer withstand his passion, lying limply on the bed like a rag doll being manipulated by the man. The man suppressed his burgeoning desire until his expanded passage could accommodate four fingers, then he exhaled deeply and withdrew his fingers. Only
when his burning penis pressed against her vaginal opening did the girl, who had been lying like a dead fish on the bed, bounce slightly before falling heavily back down, her eyes filled with fear, bloodshot veins appearing in them. No, no! You can't do this. Thinking she was afraid, the man impatiently placed a reassuring kiss on her forehead, then firmly thrust his lower body into her. The thin hymen did not stop the determined man; a sharp pain shot through her lower body, and the girl arched her neck, biting her nightgown tightly into her mouth.

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