Novel & Cerita Bullied By My Stepbrother: Claimed By His Touch

Not from pain, but from shame- the good kind. Another vicious smack landed on my fat red pussy. I almost shot off the table. "Say. It." He growled, his hand squeezing my throat. "I...I love it" I choke out. " I love when my stepbrother smacks my pussy. "Louder." He hissed. "I love when my brother slaps my white cunt!" The words force out of me as my body clenches. Blane groaned as his free hand palms his lengthy cock through his sweatpants.

I hate such feeling but deep down inside of me, I wish he was not my stepbrother. "You can't," I replied bluntly as though I was not battling with two conflicting emotions on the inside of me. "You are my stepbrother for crying out loud." "Yes, stepbrother not blood brother," he said and stood, he walked towards the wardrobe and turned to me all of a sudden," you know I can tell that you are horny." "The fuck! I'm not." I yelled at him. "You are, your nipples," he pointed and I lowered my head to my breast and saw my hardened nipples glaring through the top I was wearing.

But he did not think of answering my innocent question and ordered me to obey and respect my step Mom and my step brother. That time I cried whole night thinking that my father forgot my mother so easily and replaced her with someone else and wake up with red swollen eyes, only to face the worst day of my life where my step brother tried to touch me inappropriately when he found that no one was at home and I was all alone. I bit his hands when he came near me and started running as fast as I could to escape from him. But he was faster than me and caught me easily but God saved me by sending my best friend at the right time. She helped me to escape from him. Before we could escape, he warned

“Look at you, little sis… covered in cum and leaking from both holes. Such a perfect little cumslut.” I could only whimper in response, my mind blissfully blank, my body thoroughly claimed by my stepbrother and his friends.

"We are step-siblings, you know. We... this is wrong..." "Shh, stop talking." "I..." "Don’t be afraid. I will take real good care of you." That wasn’t what I meant, though. I couldn’t see him, but with the way he licked the skin of my neck like it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted, I knew that he was far gone now, and so was I. God, this was not how I thought the day would go. I was in a public restroom, with my stepbrother stripping my clothes and rubbing against me.

How my stepbrother made me cum on his fingers. I still have a lot to explain to lily. I know I gotta tell her and would have to tell her everything. But what exactly? That I am attracted to my jerk Stepbrother who was once my bully? That I just stepped out of his shower after getting finger fucked by him? That I orgasm in his hands? That we don't know exactly what is going on between us?

It was already embarrassing and unlucky enough that the stepbrother I loathed was the same person I'm meant to call boss in a company I've been wanting to work in. At this point, I didn't think it could get any worse. "I have a question." He said. I squinted my eyes in unease. "Okay?" The word morphed into a question. His riling smirk widened, it was the kind I wanted to smack out of his face. "How does it feel to have the table turned against you... Stepsister?”

"You sure have grown some gut! Touch me one more time and that would be the end of your filthy hands! Go and pack up your things now!” I stumbled over the glass center table at the impact of the push, hitting my back on the cold, hard floor, and spraining my knees. Pleading would not change a thing; I should have known. With tears looming this time, and my chest tightening, I picked up myself and tried again. I needed to fight— fight to regain my right! "This is my home, stepmother!"

"Someone posted it last night and it's already gone viral." "Her face is so red. She's probably been crying." I squeezed my eyes shut, willing it all to go away. But it didn't. It just kept coming. And I knew that this was just the beginning. I had thought the worst was over. That the bullying would stop once Slade and I became stepsiblings. But it was worse than ever. And I didn't know if I could survive it this time. I sat in my seat, my hands clenched in my lap, and tried to block out their voices.

I rubbed the part of my body that they touched hard, feeling something disgusting sticking there. "If Atlas wasn't in my life, this wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't be subjected to this kind of humiliation." I cried under the blazing shower water. I had never felt this abused by anyone before. I wasn't treated well early, but those guys only verbally attacked me. Even Donna and Liam may have been rude, but not with abuse. Because of that, I've been able to survive so far.