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I watched Frederick take his cock in his hand, working his way up and down his shaft. He threw his head back, groaning softly while I watched his cock harden in his hand. 

Every stroke, every groan and every whimper made heat rise in-between my thighs, and caused my nipples to stiffen. I didn't know that I was drooling until he stopped stroking himself and grabbed my hair so harshly that I winced.

"Come on, I want to see if you can take the whole thing in that tiny mouth of yours." 

He pushed my head towards his rod, and like an automated action, my lips parted to welcome the whole girth. He pushed it into my mouth and let out another groan, digging his fingers into my hair. 

"That's it.. that's a good girl. Take it, take it all." He moaned, his motivation causing me to move even faster, but I couldn't take in the length of his eight inch cock. I tried, even going as deep as my throat, but I choked every time.

"So fucking warm." He muttered, thrusting into my mouth. 

I moaned with his dick in my mouth, my eyes tightly shut. I pulled away, rolling my tongue around his tip, just like I watched in those p**n movies. He groaned even louder, seemingly enjoying what I was doing.

I wanted to take it in my hand so badly, but I was strapped to the chair, and I couldn't move, so I let his hand on my head guide me. 

"I've dreamt about this for such a long time." He said as his free hand found its way to my nipple, pinching and earning a moan out of me. 

He pushed my head in again, and I bobbed up and down, the slurpy noises and his loud groans mixing and creating something mesmerizing that made me crave another orgasm from him.

"Don't fucking stop!" He ordered, like I had a choice. He dragged my hair back, and my head almost snapped. I drew a deep breath, my chest rising and falling rapidly. 

He forced his rod down my throat again, and I coughed out in pain as the size of it left me breathless. The veins stretched in my mouth, and his back straightened. 

"Fuck! Yes!" He yelled out before shooting his long string of cum down my throat. I swallowed it all, licking it up as he slowly pulled the erect cock out of my mouth. 

I tried to catch my breath, watching him recover. I was surprised to see that his dick still remained standing, despite releasing a huge mass of cum into my mouth. 

"This is so much better than masturbating." He laughed, moving backwards. 

"Will you let my mother go now?" 

I don't know why I wished that his answer was negative. Perhaps I was a terrible daughter, or maybe my lust for my stepbrother's cock has driven me to the point where I can no longer differentiate wrong from right. 

"Oh come on, Elena." He circled me, stopping right behind me and grabbing my boobs from behind, squeezing so hard that the pain became unbearable. I screamed out, my voice echoing in the empty room.

"Don't act like you're not dripping wet and craving to have this huge dick inside that tight cunt of yours." He moved his hands to the ropes, slowly getting rid of them.

"I don't have to pretend, I don't want you." I lied. 

"We'll see." He took off all ropes and came to stand in front of me again. His eyes landed on my sore breasts, following them even as I stood up. 

"Turn around and touch your toes." His strict order came and my chest tightened. 

Was he really going to fuck me?

"Frederick.. please just let me go. My mother and I will leave and we'll never come back, we'll even give you money, please." My voice was frail, and tears clouded my vision again, my fingers linked together in front of me.

"But I don't want you to go, I want to make you mine, I want to leave my mark on you and let it burn so deep that you cannot be able to thrive without it. After years of waiting to fuck that pussy, I'm never letting it go." 

"You're sick!" I bellowed, but he only chuckled darkly.

"You've always wanted me too." 

"I was willing to give you my body, why did you do all this!?" I yelled, my teeth gritting in agony.

"Because what fun is it if your prey willingly gives herself to you? I enjoy the chase, the thrill keeps me going. I want to watch you hate me and then break when I break down your walls." He grabbed my shoulder, swinging me around and pushing me over in a split second. 

I screamed and tried to get up but he pinned me down, his strong arms keeping in me place effortlessly. 

He moved my g-string to the side, and the air brushed against my exposed pussy. 

"Look at that pretty pink pussy." He mumbled, poking my entrance with his finger, and I shivered. 

"You claim not to want me, but look at how wet you already are." A low, deep chuckle escaped his lips and I whimpered, shutting my eyes tightly and supporting myself by holding onto the chair. 

"The harder you moan, the harder I'll fuck you."

That was the last thing I heard before I felt his cock invading my slippery pussy. I screamed at the top of my lungs when I felt his first thrust so deep inside that I thought it reached my womb. 

"Fuck!" I cried out.

His hands gripped my butt cheeks as his dick forced its way in and out of me. I moaned aggressively, enjoying every second of it. 

It was what I had always wanted, and despite how many times I tried to convince myself that I hated him, I couldn't actually bring myself to accept it. 

"Was that a moan?" He asked, gripping my waist firmly. I whimpered, unable to answer as my cheeks flushed. 

"I told you, I'd go harder." 

And he meant it. His monster cock rode into me without mercy, destroying my walls and stealing every breath from my lungs. 

"God! Yes!" I uttered, gripping the chair firmly and arching my back as my butt bounced on and off his groin.

"Fuck me, Frederico!" 

Thrust!

"Yes!"

Thrust! 

My clit throbbed, his shaft dragging it into my pussy because of how big it was.

"Don't stop!"