A wave of satisfaction washed over me as my cock sank fully into her depths, but it was quickly replaced by raw, burning lust. I brought my hand down hard on Angeline's full hips.

Smack!

"Aaah~!" she cried out, back arching as the sharp sting jolted her back to full awareness.

A mix of pain and strange pleasure made her whimper. Her freshly torn maidenhead throbbed with a hot, sore ache, yet the butt plug nestled inside her added a perverse sense of fullness, making her feel like a truly depraved woman.

"Move, angel! Don't just lie there!" I urged, my voice hoarse with impatience.

Angeline began to shift her hips, her face still wet with tears. Slowly, tentatively. Every tiny movement was hypersensitive.

"Nnnngh... h-ha... this feels... weird..." she moaned, her voice small and ashamed.

With the rabbit ears still perched on her head, her innocent face was now twisted in a daze of forced ecstasy. Her slow, hesitant movements were torture in the best way. Her tightness gripped and squeezed me perfectly with every shift, the sensation utterly consuming.

"Damn... you're too tight..." I growled, my hands tightening on her slender waist.

"Aah...! It hurts... you're too big... but... ah~! Why... does it feel so strange...?" she whimpered, her voice trembling. Despite her complaints, her hips kept moving, dancing on my hardened length. "You... damn brother... aah~! No... not there...!"

Without thinking, I thrust my hips upward, driving deeper into her.

"AAAAHHHHH~!!" Angeline screamed suddenly, her body convulsing violently. Her eyes shot wide open, her walls clenching and pulsing around me. She'd climaxed again, and this time, her expression was one of pure shock at the overwhelming pleasure.

She froze, suddenly acutely aware of her mother being forced to watch. Her breath hitched, her face flushed with a mix of shame and confusion.

Her body felt alien—sore, humiliated, yet... undeniably pleasurable. How could this feel good? She glanced at her mother, whose face was a mask of hollow despair, then looked away, unable to bear the suffering in her eyes.

"Don't stop!" I snapped.

She immediately obeyed, resuming the movement of her hips. Though slow, her incredible tightness and warmth were enough to push me to the edge.

"Fuck... I'm coming!" I groaned, and with a few final, deep thrusts, I poured my heat deep inside her, filling her womb.

Angeline shuddered, feeling the hot release within her.

"Aah...! What is that...?" she whispered fearfully. "I... I could get pregnant..."

"Relax, I have Fertility Control skill," I explained. I had already set the [Fertility Control] skill and adjusted it to ensure that none of the seed I released would fertilize her. "I can come inside you whenever I want."

Hearing that, Angeline seemed relieved. And strangely, her inner walls, still tightly wrapped around my softening length, gave a subtle, fluttering squeeze. She started moving again, slowly, trying to milk out every last drop.

"Aah... nnnngh... haah... damn it~" she moaned, her body beginning to sway with more confidence. The sensation of me still being hard inside her amazed and shamed her.

Soon, she reached her peak for the third time. "HYAAAAA~! I-I'm... coming again...! No...!" she cried, her body going limp and trembling.

"Such an easy little bunny," I teased, giving her ass a gentle pat. "Keep going. You're going to be my naughty little pet from now on."

"S-Shut up...! Nngh...! Aaah~!" she protested, but the rocking of her hips didn't stop. She continued to ride me, her moans and whimpers filling the room, while her helpless mother was forced to witness every detail of her daughter's moral collapse.

I finally turned my attention to the notifications I'd been ignoring in the corner of my vision, my breath heavy.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 94 (+1)]

[Domination over Angeline increased to 98%]

Almost there. I was so close to completely owning her. Feeling victory within reach, I thrust upwards, ramming roughly against her cervix.

"GYAAAAAAH~! IT'S TOO DEEP...! TOO DEEP...!" Angeline shrieked, her body writhing wildly. Her expression was no longer sane—a cocktail of pain, shame, humiliation, and the pleasure I forced on her had pushed her to her limit. Combined with my near-total domination, I knew she only needed one final push.

My eyes lifted, meeting Delilah's gaze. It was cold, sharp as a dagger, and filled with unmistakable murderous intent. A look that promised the most cruel torture imaginable, making my blood run cold.

"You may speak now," I told her, my voice slightly raspy.

I expected a torrent of curses, but what I heard was far more chilling.

"I will kill you," her voice was flat, cold, and held a conviction that made me shiver. "With my own hands. I will tear you limb from limb and watch you die slowly in agony."

Then she fell silent, just staring at me while the wet sounds of Angeline slowly riding me provided a shameful backdrop.

Just how long can she keep this up? I thought irritably.

"My sweet little sister seems exhausted," I said, breaking the silence. "She's out of energy and her movements have slowed to a crawl. As her loving mother, shouldn't you help her?"

Delilah's face paled, her eyes widening in horror. She stood frozen, her body trembling. I immediately realized my mistake—I had only asked a question, not given a command through her collar.

"Help her. Move her body so she can please me," I ordered firmly.

"You scum! How dare you—!" Delilah began, but the collar took effect. Her legs moved stiffly forward, bringing her closer to us.

"No... stop this... please..." her voice dissolved into panicked sobs with each forced step.

"Adam, I'm begging you... don't do this to her... to me... She's my daughter! I'm your mother! We're family! Whatever I've done, I'm sorry! Stop this and we can talk! Don't destroy her like this! Don't make me a tool to break her!"

But I remained silent, watching with satisfaction as despair finally broke her. Seeing her pleas fall on deaf ears, Delilah quieted, tears streaming silently down her face as she finally stopped right behind Angeline.

Angeline, her mind fogged by all the pleasure and pain, could only look at her mother in confusion. What was happening?

With trembling hands, Delilah was forced to place her hands on Angeline's waist. She tried to resist moving, her body tensing against the invisible command.

"I order you to start moving her. Now," I pressed.

With a choked sob, Delilah began to push and pull Angeline's hips, forcing her to rise and fall on my length at a steady rhythm.

"Fuck, that's so good," I groaned, feeling the faster, deeper friction within Angeline's tight, wet heat.

"Aah~! Mom...! Nnnngh...! That's... good...! Faster...!" Angeline moaned, her voice melting into pure pleasure. Her sexual cries grew more intense, "Haah...! Yes...! Right... there...! I'm... I'm going to... come again...!"

Meanwhile, Delilah's weeping broke out anew. The symphony of Angeline's moans, Delilah's sobs, and the wet sounds of our colliding bodies created a depraved and tragic harmony. Angeline climaxed once more, her body seizing, but with her mother's forced assistance, she kept moving.

[Domination over Angeline increased to 99%]

So close!

"Harder!" I barked at Delilah.

Delilah, her face utterly broken, quickened the pace. Angeline screamed hysterically, her eyes rolling back, hardly able to believe the intensity of the pleasure overwhelming her.

I felt my own climax approaching. "Stop! Let her go!" I commanded.

Delilah immediately released her hold on Angeline's hips. I quickly took hold of Angeline's waist and started moving her as I pleased, treating her like a living sex doll. Just as I was about to erupt, I gave my final command.

"Now, pull out the plug!"

With hands shaking uncontrollably, Delilah grabbed the base of the rabbit-tailed anal plug buried in Angeline's behind and yanked it out.

"AAAAHHHHHH~!!" Angeline's scream echoed through the room as the object was removed, and the sudden, violent clenching of her now-empty back passage pushed me over the edge.

"NGHHH... FUCK... HERE IT COMES...!" I drove into her to the hilt, buried as deep as possible, and unleashed a torrent of my hot seed into her womb, filling her to the brim.

"NGAAKHHHH~!!"

Angeline let out a long, ragged moan, her body shaking uncontrollably. Her expression morphed into something I'd only seen in porn comics or hentai—her eyes rolled up, mouth hung slack and drooling, cheeks blazing red. A perfect ahegao face, the tell-tale sign that her mind had shattered completely, submerged in bliss!

And finally, the notification I'd been waiting for appeared.

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal reaches 100]

[You have successfully made Angeline Climax]

[Angeline's Sexual Arousal automatically drops to 33]

[Domination over Angeline increases to 100%]

[You Have Successfully Dominated Angeline and caused her mind to break]

[Angeline is now your obedient sex slave who lives to serve your dick]

Gasping for air and slick with sweat, I kept moving the limp Angeline until I was completely spent. Finally, I stopped. Angeline collapsed unconscious on top of me, her body still twitching, her inner walls clenching sporadically.

As I tried to catch my breath, I felt a warm, wet stream flow over my thigh. I looked down and saw... Angeline, my cute little sister, had lost control in her unconscious state, her urine flooding out, marking her total and complete ruin.

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