Entangled Twins I (Ilien & Idrien Ksakru) (3)
Marei hummed thoughtfully. “Hmm… what should I do…?”
“Marei… Marei… I’ll do anything you want…”
At Ilien’s desperate offer to do anything, an excellent idea for dragging Idrien into this little game flashed through Marei’s mind. Of course, if it failed, he could simply remove the blindfold and force her into submission right then and there. With that safety net in place, he decided to give it a try.
He leaned in and whispered something into Ilien’s ear. Without a single question or moment of hesitation, she nodded eagerly. Then, despite having claimed she never wanted to part from his cock, she lifted herself off it with a wet, obscene sound. Knowing full well her sister was listening just beyond the door, she turned toward it, deliberately displaying her dripping, glistening pussy, and slowly began to speak.
“I remember how much I loved it when you first cried and screamed about how much you hated it… What was it like back then?”
“Uuuu… Back then… I said I hated it… but you forced my pussy open anyway… shoved your fingers inside… Hiiiit… Yes… Just like that… just like that…”
Thinking this was some new form of play, Ilien began skillfully spinning her tale. Marei moved in perfect sync with her lies, as if every word were reality, and Ilien continued without pause.
“You put two fingers between my folds… two fingers… Hiiihut… Yes… You curled them and scraped my insides… Scraaape… Yeeeees… Even when I begged you to stop, your hand never slowed down. You kept stimulating me deeper and deeper… Yes… Right there… Kuuhut… Auuu…”
Ilien was becoming lost in the story she herself had created, her voice growing tearful as she continued. The contrast between her terrified expression and the way her body honestly gushed with arousal sent waves of excitement through both Marei, who watched from up close, and Idrien, who watched from beyond the door.
“Even while saying you hated it, your pussy clamped down on my fingers and kept squirting, just like now, right? I held out my hand, soaked in your juices, and made you lick it clean. You did such a good job, Ren…”
“Slurp… Shluuurp… I was scared because it was my first time… so I lied… Please forgive me… Marei…”
“Of course. And when this cock first entered your pussy, you were so terrified you pissed yourself, didn’t you?”
“Yeees…… Uuuu……”
Ilien began tensing the muscles in her lower belly. Marei flinched in surprise and tried to stop her, but she shook her head. A mad gleam shimmered within her sparkling green eyes.
“Y-you don’t actually have to pee!”
“Uuuu… If Marei wants it, I’ll do anything… Because I belong to Marei… You told me to talk about the first time you raped me… So… Guuuu……”
Without a shred of shame, Ilien began to urinate right there. The liquid that trickled down carried no foul or acrid scent—only a strangely sweet fragrance.
“I told you that elves are like trees… that if we drink too much water, we release sap through our sweat or urine… But even then, Marei called me filthy and slapped my cheek…”
Ilien pressed her face toward Marei, eyes tightly shut. A slap? He was startled by her sudden request to be hit, yet he also felt a strange thrill at being pushed into performing an act he would normally never do. It was an intoxicating feeling. Rather than disgust or revulsion, he even felt a twinge of envy for the version of himself in Ilien’s story—the one who could act so boldly and roughly.
As if compelled, he lightly slapped her cheek.
-Slap!
“Ahk… Th-thank you… And even though I screamed that it would never fit… you said you’d reshape me to match you perfectly… Even as I cried that it couldn’t possibly go in… you pressed your cock deeeep inside… Hiiit… Guuut… And then, when I wailed that it hurt, you slapped my cheek again…”
-SMACK!
He had meant to slap her lightly again, but somehow his hand gained real force. Ilien’s head snapped to the side. Marei, startled, opened his mouth to apologize, but Ilien continued as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
“Th-thank you… So… even though I said it hurt, you kept thrusting persistently… Guuu… Yes… Yes… You pounded against my cervix like you were trying to crush it… Hiiiiiit…! And then you tore off my clothes and squeezed my breasts… Yes… Just like that… So hard… so hard…”
Ilien’s pussy was convulsing nonstop. Just like the times after countless rounds of sex, when her body had grown hypersensitive and she would climax every time his young disciple’s cock pressed firmly against her womb, she began gushing honey once again.
“You said it felt good in your hand… that they were like a cow’s udders, so you pinched and tugged my nipples haaaard… Kuuhuu… Kuhu… Even when I begged you to stop… to forgive me… you kept slamming into me… Huuuut…!”
Lost in her fantasy, Ilien continued painting the exact picture of how she wanted Marei to treat her. The way her story kept pushing him to act more violently and dominantly finally became too much. He abruptly cut her off.
“After resisting so much, after being held a few times you started crying and howling like a beast in heat. You’re nothing but a completely feral animal, aren’t you?”
“Yeees… Because I’m Marei’s bitch… I’m always in heat whenever I see Marei… So please, ravage this bitch in heat… Fill me, fill my womb with Marei’s thick, hard cock… Huuuut…”
Although Marei was still far from his own climax, at Ilien’s plea he began using her like a living sex toy. Even as she gasped for breath or trembled through repeated orgasms, he refused to slow his pace. He pistoned into her pussy even faster, roughly kneading her massive breasts while shouting at her to tighten up, then forcibly pumped his cum deep inside her.
“Aah… Aah… Ah… Auuu…”
Having spent the previous night thoroughly ravaging his mother and steadily improving his bedroom skills, Marei could have held back his ejaculation for much longer. But the sight of Ilien—being pounded so mercilessly that she looked ready to pass out—made it impossible to resist. He roughly flooded her womb with thick, wild bursts of seed.
-Sluuuuurp. Gluuuurp. Gluck… Gluck…
“Huuu……”
It was a relatively light orgasm for him, yet the sheer volume was far beyond anything a normal person could produce. He filled the self-proclaimed bitch’s womb until it was bulging, then finally pulled his cock free.
“Uuuu… More… More……”
“You have to drink every last drop, don’t you? And apologize properly, just like last time.”
Trailing cum from her pussy, Ilien crawled forward, grabbed Marei’s cock, and sucked on it like a straw, swallowing the remaining thick globs with loud, wet sounds. Seeing her immediately try to apologize as he had ordered, Marei shifted their position so that Idrien could get a perfect view of her older sister’s cum-drooling cunt.
“I-I’m sorry… This bitch… this bitch… when Marei-nim was gracious enough to fuck me… I said I didn’t want it… I didn’t know my place and kept saying no… I should have thanked you for giving this bitch in heat her calming injection… I’m so sorry……”
“And how do you feel now?”
“I can’t live without Marei… Please don’t abandon me, Marei-nim… Anytime you want… even in front of the students… even in front of my family… Please keep me as your pet… Marei…”
At Ilien’s over-the-top performance, Marei simply nodded lightly, playing along. He thought it was all just roleplay and gave his permission without much thought. But for Ilien herself, every word had been utterly sincere. Oblivious to the fact that this supreme beauty had just begged to become his pet, Marei gently stroked her hair as she devotedly serviced his cock with her mouth.
Listening to the bells ringing from the grand cathedral at noon, Marei gave one final, heavy load deep into Ilien’s womb. As if showing off for the secretly watching Idrien, he made their mating even more intense and brutal. Ilien passed out several times, but Marei never allowed her a moment’s rest, using her like an onahole the entire time.
“If I don’t drink it all…”
“The floor is dirty, isn’t it? Huh? There’s… no dust?”
“Hehe… I cleaned it all with magic for my Master, so it’s fine… So… I can drink it, right?”
Seeing Ilien desperately plug her pussy with her hand to keep from wasting any of the cum dripping from her womb, Marei nodded in a daze. With loud slurping sounds, Ilien licked up every drop of semen she had spilled onto the floor.
When he cautiously glanced through the gap in the door, he saw Idrien with her fingers in her mouth, staring at her sister. Her eyes were bloodshot as she watched, and she was leaning against the door, letting out soft, trembling moans. Naturally, both Ilien and Marei deliberately ignored her obvious attempt to get their attention.
“Punishing a naughty teacher has made me hungry. Let’s eat first.”
“Slurp, shluuurp, Y-yes… I packed a lunch… Let’s eat it in the lab!”
While Ilien neatly cleaned up the puddle of semen and straightened her clothes, Idrien had already vanished. She had fled so hastily that she didn’t even notice the sticky fluids she had left all over the floor in front of the door.
Worried that Ilien might notice, Marei accepted her as she clung to him and licked his face all over, then began walking. “How is it? Does it taste good?”
“Yes, but the meat…”
“Elves can survive on water alone, but we can eat meat too. The idea that we only eat fruit and vegetables is a misconception.”
Ilien picked up each piece of food and offered it to Marei, who ate whatever she gave him. He was slightly surprised to learn that elves ate meat, but since he was focused on enjoying Ilien’s cooking—which tasted even better than the salads Labella made—the thought didn’t linger long.
“You’re also taking Professor Lee Ha-eun’s class?”
“Yes. Ren recommended it, and I met Professor Lee Ha-eun yesterday.”
“She’s a very interesting person, so her classes are quite fun. Though because the Empire has a long history of war with beastkin, people tend to avoid her, so she isn’t very popular.”
Ilien gave a bittersweet smile and carefully packed away the now-empty lunchbox.
“Aren’t you going to eat anything, Ilien?”
“……A bitch only needs her Master’s sausage. Woof~ Woof~.”
Suddenly dropping to all fours, Ilien crawled toward Marei on her hands and knees and began barking like a dog. Her platinum hair, catching the sunlight streaming through the window, shimmered with a luxurious luster like the coat of a high-class pedigree pet.
“Then shall I feed this cute little puppy?”
“Yes~ Woof! Woof! Woof!”
Apparently delighted at being treated like a dog, Ilien barked even louder.