He slammed the door behind them and shoved her down onto the old mattress in the basement. "Strip, sis. Now."
Emma was twenty-two, same as her twin brother Jake, and she knew that look in his eyes. It had been building for months, ever since their parents left for the coast and left the house to them. He grabbed her wrists, yanked them behind her back, and wrapped the thick rope tight. The knots bit into her skin. She struggled, twisting, but he was bigger, stronger, and he liked it that way.
"Jake, stop, this is fucked up," she spat, but her voice already sounded shaky. He just laughed low in his throat and ripped her tank top open, buttons flying. Her tits spilled out, nipples already stiff from the cool air and the fear. He pinched one hard, twisting until she gasped.
"Shut up and take it. You've been teasing me for years in those little shorts. Family or not, that pussy's mine tonight." He pushed her onto her stomach, yanked her jeans and panties down to her knees, and tied her ankles together too. She was bound tight, face pressed into the dirty sheet, ass up, completely helpless.
Jake ran his rough hand over her bare cheeks, then slapped them hard, leaving red handprints. "Look at this ass. All mine." He spread her open, spit on her tight hole, and shoved two fingers into her cunt without warning. She was wetter than she wanted to admit. He finger-fucked her rough and fast, curling them against her G-spot while his thumb rubbed her clit. Emma moaned despite herself, hips jerking.
"That's it, get that pussy dripping for your brother." He pulled his fingers out, licked them, and unzipped. His cock was thick and already leaking. He rubbed the head up and down her slit, coating himself in her juices, then drove in balls-deep in one thrust. Emma cried out, the stretch burning, but he didn't stop. He pounded her hard, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Each thrust shoved her bound body forward on the mattress.
He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and growled in her ear. "You love this. Your own brother's cock splitting you open. Say it." When she didn't answer fast enough he reached under and pinched her clit viciously.
"Say it!"
"Fuck… yes, your cock feels good," she gasped, shame and heat twisting together in her gut. He laughed again and kept slamming into her, the ropes creaking with every brutal stroke. Sweat dripped off him onto her back. He switched holes without asking, pressing the fat head of his dick against her asshole and pushing until it popped inside. She screamed at the sudden burn, but he just kept going, working deeper until his balls rested against her.
He fucked her ass raw for long minutes, one hand reaching around to rub her swollen clit in tight circles. Emma came hard, cunt clenching around nothing, whole body shaking in the ropes. Jake didn't slow down. He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and straddled her chest. "Open your mouth." He fed her his cock, still slick from her ass, and fucked her throat until tears ran down her face. She gagged and drooled but he held her head and used her.
When he was close he pulled back, untied just her legs long enough to spread them wide, and slammed back into her pussy. He fucked her missionary style, staring down at her flushed face, ropes still binding her arms. "Gonna fill my sister up," he grunted, hips snapping faster. "Breed this tight cunt." Emma came again, legs locking around him despite the shame, and Jake followed with a deep groan, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her.
He stayed buried in her, breathing hard, then slowly pulled out and watched his load leak from her used hole. He retied her ankles, kissed her forehead almost gently, and whispered, "We're just getting started, sis. Dad's gone for two weeks."
Emma lay there bound and dripping, heart pounding, already wondering how much more she could take before she started begging for it.
