The doorbell chimed abruptly, followed by the rough sound of the door being shoved open. Two thuggish-looking men swaggered in. One was bulky and muscular, with a dragon tattoo snaking up his neck, while the other was shorter but had a sly, cunning glint in his eyes.

"Hey, Yumi! Just saw you yesterday, but I'm already missing you. Don't know why, but you're looking even sexier today!" the muscular one called out, his eyes brazenly roaming over Yumi's nearly naked body.

"And who's this kid?" the shorter man sneered, pointing dismissively at me. "Don't tell me you're planning to get down with him? Tch, look at his scrawny build. Probably a total virgin too. No wonder his pants are like that—he's definitely never seen a sexy woman like you before!"

"Have your standards dropped that much, Yumi? To the point you're playing with little boys like him?" his friend chimed in.

Instead of taking offense, Yumi actually blushed and let out a seductive sigh.

"Ah, you two... always know how to heat things up." She then turned to me with a sparkle in her eyes. "How about the four of us play together? I'm sure it'll be fun~"

What?

I remained silent, just watching them with a flat expression.

Inside, I felt disgusted. Well, what else did I expect from a slut?

"Sorry," I said coldly, ignoring the two thugs. "I don't like to share."

I took the metal handcuffs and the other toys I'd picked up and placed them on the counter. "What's the total?"

Yumi's disappointment was obvious, a bitter smile twisting her lips. "Are you sure? You were the one who said you wanted to make me your plaything earlier~"

One of the thugs immediately slung an arm around Yumi's shoulder. "Relax, why bother with some brat? We can give you the satisfaction he could never provide." His hand boldly groped Yumi's ample breast through her tank top.

"He's right, Yumi. Let us take care of you," the shorter thug added, patting Yumi's buttocks.

I finished the payment without another word, then turned and walked towards the door. Behind me, I could hear their mocking laughter.

"Run along, kid! Go find some schoolgirl more on your level!"

The door closed behind me, cutting off their laughter and teasing. Though slightly disappointed, there was nothing I could do. I'm not the type who likes to share a woman with other men, let alone watch a woman I'm with be taken by others. Oh well, there are plenty of other ways to satisfy my urges.

A few hours later, the dimly lit shop was now filled with the mingled scents of sex and death.

"Ahhh...~ Hah... finally...~"

Yumi let out a long, throaty moan, her voice raspy and saturated with pleasure.

Behind the counter, she was seated on the lap of the muscular man, moving her hips with a hungry rhythm. His once-powerful frame now looked shrunken and withered, his skin sagging and ashen. His closed eyes were surrounded by deep, dark circles, and his breath came in weak, barely audible gasps.

"Ahh~ Don't give up on me now, darling," Yumi cooed, though her gaze was sharp and focused. "Give me everything you've got..."

She quickened her pace, sighing in satisfaction as she felt the body beneath her tense up one last time. A faint tremor ran through the man, followed by a weak groan before his body finally went completely limp, lifeless.

Yumi let out a long, deep sigh, satisfaction radiating from her sweaty body. She remained seated for a moment, savoring the last remnants of fading warmth before finally standing up.

"Tch, that's all?" Yumi grumbled, rising from her human saddle. She let the man's penis slip out on its own, then stood with a face that showed contentment, albeit tinged with slight disappointment.

She stepped away, leaving the two male corpses lying on the floor.

"Two more victims in two days? You're getting greedy, Yumi."

A deep voice echoed from a dark corner of the shop. A tall man in a black cloak emerged from the shadows. His face was partially concealed, but his sharp eyes radiated caution.

Yumi tilted her head, unbothered. A coy smile still played on her lips.

"I was just... gathering energy. And as it happens, I've found a new toy that's far more interesting."

"Be careful, Yumi," the man said, his voice low and serious. "We have a grand plan to uphold. Don't let your personal pleasures jeopardize everything."

Yumi approached the man, her slender fingers tracing the lines of his black cloak. "But before the plan begins, I'm allowed to have a little fun, right?" she whispered seductively. "I promise I'll be careful. He's just a boy... how dangerous could he possibly be to me?"

The man sighed, knowing it was useless to argue. "Do as you wish. But remember, don't cause trouble or draw any unwanted attention..."

"Don't worry," Yumi cut him off, her smile widening meaningfully. "I'll... take care of him very, very carefully."

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I walked home briskly, my blood still racing. My failure with that slut Yumi and the two thugs only made my desires burn hotter. I needed an outlet, and there was one person perfect for it: my stepsister, Angeline.

The plan was already swirling in my head. I would take something still pure from her—her anal virginity. The thought of her fear, her whimpers, and the pain I would inflict made my penis throb insistently against my pants. I couldn't wait to try out the new toy I'd bought from that sleazy shop on her.

I arrived at her door and knocked. "Angeline, can I come in?"

A few seconds later, the door opened. I was almost taken aback. She had already removed the purple dye from her hair, just as I'd ordered yesterday. Her natural golden hair was beautifully displayed, falling softly to her shoulders. She looked so pretty, cute, and... pure. Like a little angel descended from heaven.

"You... you're much more beautiful with your real golden hair," I said, praising her honestly.

Angeline blushed, a pink hue spreading across her cheeks. Her eyes darted away, as if she knew my visit wasn't just a casual one. Without waiting for her permission, I brushed past her into her room.

She sighed in frustration but held back. "J-Just make it quick, Bro. It's just... a blowjob like usual, right?"

I shook my head, a mischievous smile spreading across my lips. "Not this time. I want to try something new."

Angeline's face instantly paled, clear fear flashing in her eyes. "S-Something new? What is it?"

I casually pulled out a white rabbit-tailed anal plug from the plastic bag. It was made of shiny silicone with a round base and a cute, fluffy white puff tail. I'd bought several types on purpose, and this one was the cutest—perfect for her.

Angeline stared at the unfamiliar object in confusion. "W-What is that, Brother?" she asked, her voice already shadowed by a bad premonition.

"It's called an anal plug, Angel," I explained in a lewd tone, playing with the soft rabbit tail part. "This part," I said, tapping her bottom lightly, making her jump, "is going inside your tight little butt. And this cute tail will stay outside, making you look like an adorable little bunny. It suits you perfectly."

"P-Put it inside... my butt?!" Angeline shrieked, her eyes wide with terror. "No! Please don't, Bro! I'm begging you! It... it must hurt! I promise I'll give better blowjobs! Anything! Just don't put that weird thing in... in there!"

She clutched at her clothes, her body trembling.

Seeing her like a frightened little rabbit only stoked my desire further. Yes, this was indeed perfect for her.

"I don't want to hear your refusal," I said coldly. "A good sex slave always obeys her master. Or have you forgotten who holds your secret? Now, get undressed. This instant."

Tears welling in her eyes, Angeline slowly began unbuttoning her clothes. Her garments fell to the floor, revealing her slender, lovely body. Her perky, small breasts hung perfectly, making me even more excited.

"Now, kneel on the bed. And bend over, show me your butt like a good dog," I ordered.

"N-No... please, Bro, I'm begging you!" she pleaded as she knelt on the bed, tears now streaming down. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for all the mean things I did before! I promise I'll be a good sister! Please don't treat me like this! Don't put that thing in, it's horrible!"

"Relax," I whispered, approaching her and caressing her smooth buttocks. "This is all to train you to be a good little sister."

My hand stroked her round, firm cheeks, enjoying her every flinch. I spat on my finger and her still very tight anal opening, preparing it. She squirmed and whimpered in fear. I spat on my middle finger again, then roughly smeared the saliva onto her virgin, puckered hole.

Angeline screamed in fright.

"N-No! That's dirty! Don't!" she cried, trying to crawl away.

I held her hips firmly in place.

"Ssh, just relax," I whispered, pressing the lubricated tip of the anal plug against her opening. "I'll put it in slowly."

"W-Wait! No! It hurts! Please, stop!" Angeline cried out as the silicone tip began to press inward. Her body stiffened, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 37 (+5)]

[Domination over Angeline increased to 46%]

What a masochist! Despite the pain and fear, she was getting even more aroused.

"Brother, please! I can't take it! Take it out! It's—AHHH!"

With a gentle but firm push, the tip finally slipped past her tight ring of muscle. Angeline let out a small scream, her body shaking violently.

"I-It feels weird...! It hurts...! Take it out, please...!" she whimpered, her breath catching in sobs.

I kept pushing, slowly, savoring every centimeter disappearing into her warm, tight depths. It felt incredibly narrow, even more than I'd imagined. I could feel her muscles twitching and resisting the foreign object.

"P-Please... stop...! I beg you...!" her cries grew louder as the plug was halfway in.

"This... this is too much... AHH! I CAN'T! My butt's tearing...! Ouch...!"

Finally, with one last push, the plug slid in completely. Only the round base and the white puff tail remained, protruding from between her reddened buttocks. Angeline collapsed limply, her body still shuddering occasionally, her breath hitching in sobs.

I sighed in satisfaction, gazing at the sight. Then, I fitted the rabbit ear headband onto her head. She truly looked like a poor little bunny.

"Perfect," I murmured.

Suddenly, without any warning—

BANG!

The door to the room was wrenched open, nearly torn from its hinges. Standing in the doorway was my stepmother, Delilah, with a murderous aura blazing in her eyes.

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