My brother's surprise

"My Brother's Surprise"?

I was born into an ordinary family. From a young age, I had a wish: to be my older brother's bride. As I grew older, my brother became more and more attractive to me. I loved his wheat-colored skin, his tall, strong body, and his strong masculinity.
Unfortunately, I was no longer a child. I knew that no matter how much I liked him, my brother could never have me. Even if he weren't my brother, we could never be together because I—I was his younger brother.
I could only secretly like him. In a few days, it would be his birthday, and I prepared a surprise for him!
A bright red bow tie, it was tacky, but I liked it. It was the first thing I bought for my brother with my first paycheck. Looking at it, I felt a sweet warmth in my heart.
"Mistress! Mistress!" Shouts came from downstairs. I looked out the window and saw my brother's best friends shouting and jumping around.
"What's going on?" I hated these people around my brother. They distracted him, and they didn't like me either, calling me strangely.
"Come down quickly, something's happened to your brother!"
I rushed downstairs in shock, and before I could ask, I was pushed into a car.
"How is my brother?" I asked Huo Jun, both anxious and alarmed.
“Your brother, he, he—”
“He—you—” I pointed at the table, Huo Jun’s eyes widened.
“Fool!”
Huo Jun’s face was the last image I saw before I lost consciousness.
My head felt heavy, and although I could see some moving objects, I couldn't make them out clearly.
"Little San, you're awake?" Huo Jun met my eyes, his smile sinister. I tried to move, and as expected, my hands and feet were bound.
"Let me go."
"Okay!" Huo Jun's answer startled me. "You really want to let me go?"
"Of course, as long as you agree to be our slave, I'll let you go."
"Bastard, you're dreaming!" I knew he wasn't a good person, yet I still believed him. I was so stupid. Wait—he seemed to be referring to "us," "It's not just you!
" "Of course, we've been admiring you for a long time.
" I stared wide-eyed at the approaching person, who was my brother's best friend! I knew I couldn't escape today.
"My brother won't let you go if he finds out." I struggled desperately, knowing they wouldn't let me go.
"Thank you for reminding me. We'll make you completely obedient and a good pet."
I knew they wouldn't let me go, but I didn't expect them to be so terrifying. I was stripped naked and forced face down on a table, my shoulders touching the surface, my buttocks sticking up high in a shameful way.
"Little San, you're still a virgin, aren't you? Today, I'll show you what a man is!"
"Beast!" Though I couldn't move, I refused to give in.
"Sharp-tongued, Yangzi, why don't you let Little San's sharp tongue help you?"
"Okay, Little San, don't bite, I'll make you feel good later!" Yangzi leered as he unzipped his pants, pulled out his thick, dark penis, and walked towards me.
"Sorry," I suddenly apologized, making them all laugh. They thought I was scared, but they didn't expect my next sentence to be: "Calling you beasts is an insult, you're not even as good as beasts!"
I enraged them. Yangzi's enormous penis almost shoved into my throat, while Huo Jun forced a water pipe into my anus.
"You slut, I'll show you what it means to be worse than an animal!"
My throat hurt, my anus hurt, but the worst pain was in my stomach. The agony of being bloated with water and unable to expel it brought tears to my eyes.
"Little mistress, if you beg us to fuck you, I'll let you poop, okay?"
Huo Jun was a devil. I didn't want to admit defeat, I didn't want to bow my head, but I was in so much pain. "Please—please—" I couldn't utter a word.
"What?" They clearly weren't going to let me off the hook.
"Please, please let me poop!" I closed my eyes, I gave up my dignity! Huo Jun was satisfied. He pulled out the tap, and I couldn't control myself and gushed out!
"Little mistress, you enjoyed it, huh? Let's do it again so everyone can see how your cunt poops!"
"No—!" My hoarse screams were no use in stopping them. My stomach was filled with water again. "It really hurts, have mercy—have mercy!" I gushed out again, as if my intestines and internal organs were being flushed out. Unfortunately, my suffering had no end.
“Little San, have you forgotten something?” Yang Zi grabbed my hair and shoved his thick penis into my mouth again, penetrating even deeper than before.
“Jiang Tao, you go first.” Huo Jun slapped my buttocks hard. “Today, let’s all fuck him hard!”
“Can he handle it?”
It was Jiang Tao. I thought he wouldn’t join in, but he forcefully spread my buttocks, and a huge, hot thing was thrust into my anus. The tearing pain was excruciating, but I couldn’t scream; my vision went black.
I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t. Not only did I not die, but I also reached orgasm with their repeated piston-like movements, and finally, I passed out from excitement.
When I woke up again, there was someone standing in front of me. It wasn't Huo Jun, Yang Zi, or Jiang Tao. Seeing this person, my nose stung with tears: "Brother—" "
Why are you crying as soon as you see me, Xiao San? I haven't even pampered you yet!"
I stared wide-eyed as my brother pulled down his pants and lifted my leg—
"No!"
"Why? Don't you like me? Today is my birthday, isn't it good for me to fulfill your wish?"
I looked at my brother, remembering the gift I bought him, and felt dizzy: "San, even if you're dizzy, I'll still do it. I've had you for a long time, San—my San—"
"San, Xiao San…"
Who's calling me? What's wrong with me? 'Pain!' My whole body feels like it's been run over by a car. What happened to me? "Ah…" I tried to sit up and let out a soft moan. I felt a strange sensation of liquid flowing out and sliding down my body. It was very strange.
"You're finally awake."
A relieved voice—it sounded so familiar. I opened my eyes and looked up.
"Brother... what are you still doing here?"
I remember, I remember everything. I was raped, and what hurt me most was that one of the perpetrators was my brother, the brother I've loved and liked since I was little!
"Are you alright?"
"It's none of your business, get away."
Loving him didn't mean I belonged to him, that he could do whatever he wanted to me! I glared at him, I was so angry!
"Get away!"
My heart was bleeding. I closed my eyes, telling myself it was just a dream—a nightmare.
"You think it's over?"
"Isn't it?"
A chill ran through me. Everything had changed so drastically, I couldn't accept it.
"Of course not, my dear brother, the game has only just begun!"
"Is that so?"

I looked at him, he seemed so unfamiliar. I really couldn't believe he was my brother, the man I once loved.

I thought I understood him, but now I realized I really, really didn't understand him at all. What was he thinking?

"Third, oh, this is something I prepared especially for you, do you like it?"

I'm not crazy, how could I like the chastity belt on his hand, especially since that terrifyingly huge fake penis on it made me tremble all over.

"No! No!"

My body was still aching, especially between my legs, in my most private place. He moved closer, and I backed away, trying to retreat to the corner.

I looked at the gift box with a large red bow on the bedside table, and I could no longer hold back my tears. I was so naive. In my heart, loving someone meant their happiness was my happiness. But my brother had destroyed everything. My heart was broken, as if it were dead!

Even so, he still wouldn't let me go. The chastity belt locked around my genitals was evidence. In his eyes, it was a tool to discipline me; to me, it was more like a torture device.

The anal plug kept turning, making a buzzing sound, tearing at my body, at my nerves! As for the penile ring, it only made my pain worse. I even wondered why I could still hold on without fainting. Was it really as my brother said—you get used to it!

No, I don't want to!!!

"Little mistress, little..."

"What are you doing in here? Get out!"

My brother, whom I used to love so much, was now like a demon. Seeing him push open the door made my blood rush.

"Oh, you've got quite a temper, haven't you forgotten who you are?"

He was furious, his large, leather-shoe-clad foot stomping down on my crotch. I tried to push him away, but the pain left me utterly powerless.

"No...don't..."

Beads of sweat rolled down my face, but he only pressed harder.

"I won't do it again, let me go..."

I begged tearfully, unwilling to suffer any more pain. Yesterday's ordeal had shrunk my courage, and I was no longer strong-willed. I was truly afraid...

"Are you still wearing that thing?"

I hesitated for a moment, then immediately understood what he was asking, and nodded repeatedly.

"I want to see."

I gasped, nodding without daring to disobey. Only then did he release his foot, and I stood up, panting.

"Hurry up!"
he shouted impatiently, and I hurriedly pulled down my pants. His gaze lingered on my lower body.

"Turn around, support yourself on the bed with your hands, and spread your legs."

Without questioning the command, I endured the shame and followed his instructions, turning my back to him, bending over, and spreading my legs to expose my private parts to him.

(10)

"It feels good to have this big thing stuck in your ass all this time, doesn't it?"
My legs trembled as my brother's fingers traced circles along my buttocks. I felt both ashamed and itchy, and could barely keep my composure.
"Little San, they said if you become my exclusive slave, they won't touch you anymore... What do you think?"
"You... I'm your brother! Don't you think you're worse than an animal?"
Tears streamed down my face, burning hot!
"You don't want to? Would it be more fun to have more people fucking your ass?"
"No—" I turned back to look at my brother in horror. A cold smile played on his lips. He clearly knew what I feared most. "Please—"
"Please what?"
He looked at me like a fish on a chopping board.
"Please take me as your slave."
I didn't want to say it, but—
"Fine, but you should kneel down and kiss the back of my feet, and say you beg your master to take care of you."
I gasped for breath, ultimately daring not to disobey him. I knelt at his feet in the most humiliating position and kissed his feet.
“Please rest, Master…”
“That’s a good girl. Get up, I’ll take you.”

The chastity belt was opened, the anal plug was pulled out, and I knelt on the bed so that my brother could stand and insert it from behind.
“Squeeze tighter, slave, or I’ll give you away to someone else.”
I resigned myself to my fate and squeezed his huge penis, which was making piston-like movements, with all my might.
“Great, baby, oh—do you want to break me?”
My brother cursed as he fucked me and slapped my buttocks hard.

(11)
My brother hit me very hard, and I felt a burning pain, whether in my buttocks or inside my vagina. My brother’s penis was thick and big, and each thrust was hard, almost piercing through my stomach.
“Ah, brother—I can’t take it anymore, spare me—!”
“Really can’t take it anymore?”
My brother said as he stroked my penis, and it became hard again. Just as I was about to reach orgasm, my brother pinched it hard.
“Ah…! It hurts—!”
I immediately fell from heaven to hell. Not only could I not satisfy my desire, but I was also sweating profusely from the pain.
"Have you forgotten who you are?"
He grabbed my hair fiercely, forcing me to look up at him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I, the slave, won't do it again..."
I pleaded desperately. I didn't want this, but I didn't want anyone other than him to do this to me.
"Open your mouth."
I thought he wanted me to give him oral sex, but instead, his penis was shoved into my mouth, and a warm stream immediately flowed in.
"Does my brother's pee taste good?"
I stared wide-eyed, unable to speak. If I didn't swallow quickly, I might choke to death.

I didn't want my little brother to suffer like this, but—hehehe!!!

My brother's pee was so much that it dripped down my chin before I could swallow it.
"Useless slut, lick the rest off the ground too!"
I carefully cleaned the remaining urine from my brother's penis, then knelt down to lick the urine that had dripped onto the ground.
"Little sister, this really suits you."
What suits you? I swallowed bitter tears. I knew my suffering wasn't over yet. My brother pulled my legs apart from behind again.
"Lift it higher, I want to fuck your asshole too!"
He slapped my still sore buttocks. Although I was unwilling, I obediently lifted my buttocks and spread my legs as wide as possible.
"Oh! - It's so tight after just going in, still like a virgin. You're really amazing, little sister. But it's good for you to loosen it up a bit, otherwise you'll break in two or three days and I'll have a headache. From now on, you'll always wear an anal plug, understand?"
"Understood."
While accepting my brother's thick penis thrusting in and out, I was ashamed of my body. I actually... actually got an erection!
That brutal sex made me uncontrollably excited! Is it really as my brother said, that I'm a born slut?
No - I'm not, this isn't me!

(13)

"Slut, you ejaculated without my permission?!"
Just as I was about to reach the peak of pleasure, my brother stomped hard on my penis. The intense pain made me fall down helplessly.
How many times has this happened? I can't remember, and I don't want to remember!
I want to release, I want to ejaculate.

It's been three hours since my brother ejaculated inside me.
He started telling me to masturbate, once, twice... Every time I was about to climax, my brother would stomp hard on my penis. Once I even ejaculated, but he stomped on it until it went limp again.

"...Continue."
My brother pulled his foot away. My penis was red, swollen, and a little broken. My brother's command was like the sound of hell.

"No...please stop, I'll be your slave from now on, please spare me...please..."

"If you're not obedient now, what hope do you have for the future?"

"I'm obedient, I'm very obedient, I'll suck your cock, drink your piss...I'll listen to whatever you say...Master..."
I knelt down and licked my brother's shoes, tears welling up inside. I surrendered, I gave in!!!
I just wanted to vent!

(Please don't scold me!)
(14)
Am I dead? It turns out dying is so blissful.
"How long are you going to lie here?"
Uh! Why won't my brother let me go even after I'm dead? Is he, is he dead too?
"Get up! I've already made you ejaculate, and you're still lying on the ground, do you want to do it again?"
It turns out I'm not dead yet, I just fainted because the orgasm was too intense. God, why can't I just die like this?

Sticky semen covered my body, and my room was filled with a fishy smell.
I raised my dazed eyes and looked at my brother. Is he really my brother?
Why is he doing this to me?
Why?
"Brother—why?"
I shouldn't have asked. After he gang-raped me with others, I really didn't need to ask anything anymore, but—I still asked!
"Maybe we should have a good talk, in the bathroom."
Could I object? I was not only weak all over, but also covered in injuries.
My brother carried me into the bathroom and rinsed me with the showerhead, very gently and softly. It almost felt like a dream.
Which demon was he just now?
Now he's making me lie in the bathtub, giving me water to drink, and washing my wounds?
"I like you, mistress."
I took the water he handed me and gulped it down, almost choking. I never expected his first words to be like this.
I could only look at my brother with a questioning gaze. Did I hear wrong?
"Don't believe me? It's true. I knew I liked you from the moment you were born." My brother carried me out of the bathroom and gently placed me on my bed. "Do you know how cute you were when you were born?"
Of course, who would know what they looked like when they were born? I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, but his ecstatic look was really—sigh, it's so strange. Why didn't I notice he was abnormal before, and why did I like him?
"You have no idea how adorable you were back then, I wanted to strangle you."
*Clang!* The water glass in my hand shattered on the floor, breaking into pieces—I had already suspected my brother was acting strangely, but I never imagined he was even more terrifying than I thought. I stared wide-eyed at him, meeting his gaze. I saw in his eyes that he was serious.
Was he really my brother?
I was so scared!!!

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"You're afraid of me? Why? Don't you like me?"
My brother squinted, smiling as he approached me. I cowered in the corner. I told myself he was acting strangely, but I was truly terrified of him.
Terrified to the point of not being able to resist!
"It's right for a slave to fear his master, but you should obey my orders, or—do you want to die?"
Yes, was it impossible for me not to change myself, even death?
I laughed, a genuine laugh. I wanted to end my life, so I laughed heartily. I never expected my brother to guide me.
Without a second thought, I bit my tongue. The taste of blood was so sweet!

"Little San, you're so smart, you understand so quickly, you're the only one suitable for me..." These were

the last words I heard before losing consciousness. I couldn't think anymore.

Who was that bastard who said biting your tongue could kill you? Don't let me see him, or I'll make him pay!
"Little San, dinner's ready."
My brother pushed open the door, beaming. He didn't even flinch when he saw me bite my tongue. I wonder if he's really out of his mind. I only remember opening my eyes and seeing him beside me again.
"I can't eat."
My tongue hurt so much, how could I eat
? Although I was starving, I had to turn my head away. "It's porridge, sweet."
My brother sat on the edge of the bed, and I couldn't help but swallow. I was really hungry.
"Here, try it."
"What are you planning to do?"
It's not that I'm suspicious, it's just—he really baffled me.
"You've died once, do you want to die again?"
He didn't answer, but asked instead. I shook my head. Just as he said, having died once, I didn't want to die again

. "Then eat quickly, it's not good to be played to death without the strength."

I was swallowing the last mouthful of porridge when I immediately spat it out. 'Played'—I had a bad feeling.
Wasn't he done playing with me yet?

"I like you, I feel like I can never have enough for you."
As if he could read my mind, my brother took the bowl from my hand and kissed my forehead.
"One bowl of porridge is too little, but your tongue is injured and you can't eat anymore, so I prepared some fruit for you. Don't worry, you can eat without your tongue."

Why did he change his mind again? I looked at him suspiciously.

"It's not that I changed my mind, it's just that I want you to use your lower mouth to eat, how can you use your injured tongue?"
Oh God, someone save me. Looking at the fruit plate in his hand, I wanted to run away, but would he allow it?

"Be good and turn over and lie on your stomach, you don't want me to do it, do you?"
He was smiling, smiling like an angel; I trembled and turned over and knelt on the bed. I hadn't forgotten why I wanted to commit suicide! Waiting for him would only make me more embarrassed!

“Grapes? Longan? Lychee… Plum? Peach… or…”
The more my brother read, the more frightened I became. My whole body trembled like a leaf in the wind, shaking uncontrollably.
“Scared? Choose one yourself, it’s a special privilege.”

How pathetic, choose yourself? A special privilege?
In the end, wouldn’t it just make me suffer? No matter which one, I would get hurt, wouldn’t I?

“Not choosing? Then peaches. Juicy and flavorful, they’ll definitely suit you.”
My brother smiled, and his smile sent chills down my spine.
“Grapes! I want grapes!”
I knew this was my last chance. My brother patted my buttocks; he acquiesced!
One, two…

“You’re so small, little sister. I only managed to stuff thirty in, how come you can’t fit any more? Three—do you think you deliberately didn’t let them fit?”
My brother had gone mad, he really had gone mad!
My lower body swelled and stung… I stared wide-eyed as he raised the ruler high—
“No—! No!”
The ruler struck my buttocks hard—…
"San'er, are the grapes delicious? Want some other things... oranges? Kiwis? How about apples? They're delicious and nutritious."

With each item my brother mentioned, my body involuntarily trembled. Over thirty grapes had filled my stomach to bursting, my anus was contracting incessantly, and my intestines were cramping.

"How about a mixed fruit juice? You have to squeeze it properly."

"No, please, I really can't take it anymore."

Watching my brother take a cup and a small spoon from the cupboard, my body trembled uncontrollably. His movements were slow; he must have been doing it on purpose. The more afraid I was, the more excited he seemed—it was terrifying.

"Don't worry, yours is very clean. The enema you just did was very thorough; the juice made from it will definitely be very sweet." "
Reassured? No, I really don't want to continue. I can endure the physical pain, but... what about the humiliation? A small spoon was inserted, scooped out, and the murky grape juice was poured into a glass. I stared blankly at the glass. Maybe I should be free!
My brother was gone, leaving me with the juice extracted from my body.
I chuckled and drank the indescribable liquid in one gulp. I used to love my brother, but I encountered something I could never have imagined.
Die—that was the only thought in my mind. Like a soulless body, I staggered into the kitchen and turned on the gas.
My head was spinning. Was I going to die? I wasn't sure, but my vision was getting blurry. I seemed to see my brother. He was so gentle, gently kissing my forehead and holding me in his arms—tightly like holding a treasure… I lost my last bit of consciousness. I didn't know that my brother was not only holding me, but also saying repeatedly,
'Third brother, you're mine now, so you'll never leave me again—my little brother… Why are you my little brother…'"

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