Power Overwhelming

elle should be demoralized or any sense of being degraded, but those feelings mean nothing to those that are harbored for her brother. boundaries are forever blended by his hands becoming a intense collar around her neck tugging her down to her knees before him– where she knew she belonged. happiness can’t convey on features that are too busy reenacting a frozen pant with wet tongue sticking out and mouth wide open to catch any spit he gifts her. moment will forever be engraved by lapping up the dribble that lands on plump lips with a satisfactory whine rising her chest. “thank you! i can’t wait to taste your cock, sir!” can’t help but giggle at speedy fingers locking into the zipper that holds her greatest ‘prize’ of all. inching closer that knees knot his boots in order to tug his layers down to his knees before fingers adjust their position around his throbbing shaft for a more comfortable grip. then, elle closes her eyes and gently places her first glossy kiss on the tip of his cock to thank him until suddenly she deepens his length into her throat. whining on his dick, she shifts up her gaze and locks eyes to him as she adores her brother’s cock in true sweet appreciation. 

@godofstrife

Michael had always been born lucky, inheriting more money than he could possibly spend no matter how much he tried. When he had first met Kassandra, she had been struggling with a mountain of student debt, barely able to make ends meet even with an advanced degree. It had been easy for him to seduce the girl with his money and lifestyle, slowly drawing her in training and breaking her slowly until the once proud woman was his perfect little fuck toy. It didn’t take long for Michael to learn she had a sister as well, ripe for the plucking. He had financed her education as well through Kassandra, allowing her to play a successful and powerful business woman, when in reality he had been the one funding her lavish lifestyle. Now that the sister had graduated as well, he figured it was time to add her as well. He had suggested Kassandra bring her to him as a graduation gift, but she wouldn’t know the true reason she was here until he decided to tell her.

When the day had finally come for the sister to visit, Michael dispatched Kassandra to bring her home, sending his personal driver and a limo to pick her up. When they finally arrived, he laid the charm on thick as he introduced himself. “It’s so good to finally meet you. Kass has told me so much about you. I’m so glad we can celebrate this joyous time with you.”

She shook her head repeatedly as he was speaking. “No, no, we are not doing this, you know of my scholarship and my dreams, you cannot do this to me you bastard.” her voice was wavering slightly as she spoke, only to be caught in her throat when her breast was touched. It sent an unwanted wave of pleasure through her and it was making her struggling against the grip slow down. “my.. my body is not an object.” she murmured quietly, although her body was beginning to react to the touches, it was making her squirm under the demon’s grip. Her dark eyes met Michael’s then, there was still a flame of resistance, but it seemed less strong than before. Her human body stood no chance against the demon, it was enhancing all the touches and all the words being spoken to her, it was making them hit deeper and deeper inside of her.

Without noticing it, her breathing had become heavier, her knees weak and being only upheld by the demon’s touch at this point. His words seemed to awaken a yearning within her, almost without her own intention, she began trying to seek friction on his thigh, which was rather difficult in the position they were in currently. Yet her body seemed to yearn for more, the more she was being talked to and touched by the demon. “What.. what do you want from me..? Why me..?” the questions left her lips as a very quiet whisper, more like a moan than anything.

Elijah had had more kinky thoughts before, yes, but she had never had them about her own brother, her dear dear brother Daniel. She was no longer sure who she was speaking to, but the shift in tone gave her a worried feeling within her stomach. “Those thoughts were not about you, not about my own brother.” she stated then, she was going to resist, to the day she died, she believed. She was not going to enjoy any of this, she promised herself. “I am not a fucking slut, none of those things you think I want will apply to us.” she added as she gave up on struggling against the hold on her arms. It was futile to do so, the other was far stronger than she was. “I am not going to let you just own me, no matter if you are being possessed by some god damn demon.” she spat.

She tried to move away from his touches, yet she had nowhere to go. He was kissing one of the most sensitive spots on her body, making her let out an accidental gasp. “No.. No I am not going to stay here with you, please you know I don’t have any damn time.. and I definitely am not.. not a toy..” she managed to whisper out, now fear taking over her voice as the man was so close to her. She shook her head at his words, going to attempt to then headbutt the man in front of her as he moved to her shoulder. 

Originally posted by polarxsfrost

Her eyes widened at the insult he threw at her, "What are you saying? I am not a slut, my own brother would never call me that, jesus Daniel, stop this crazy game of yours.” she tried again to push yet he seemed to be immovable, “I will tell mum about this you know!” She then added, deciding to attempt to bring her brother back to his senses by raising the authority of their mother. Yet something told her that that would have no effect on this creature that her brother had become.

She let out a quiet gasp when her hands were pinned above her head. “And now I want both of you to get the fuck out of here.” she hissed before she spat on his face. Elijah was not going to give up this easily. She cared deeply for her brother though and the idea of something happening to him brought her intense anxiety. She shook her head repeatedly as her brother spoke to her, tears in her eyes as she tried to move away from the touch. “I don’t believe you, you out of all fucking people, would give into a demon to fuck his own damn sister.” she snapped at him as she met those hypnotizing brown eyes again. She shivered at his touch, his hands were cold against her skin - yet the words that followed sent even more fear through her. “Oh fuck no I am never going to be that, you damn creature!”

Michael only chuckled at the shock she showed, shaking his head as he spoke. “Oh please. I know every indecent thought that ever went through your head. I’ve had my suspicions even before I could see them for myself, judging by the way you keep that slutty body of yours perfect. You had to know what a body like yours wearing the outfits you did would do to someone like me, even if subconsciously. Then the demon knows every one of your most depraved fantasies, and exactly what turns you on. What else would you be if not a slut? No one can save you now that I own you, and the sooner you understand that, the better off you’ll be.”

Michael continued to hold her as she struggled, slowly dropping more of Dan’s mask. “I’m still here Sis. I just can’t stop it anymore. I’ve tried for so long, but there’s nothing more I can do. You have such a sexy body, and I couldn’t stop myself. I’m just a man.” He barely registered the slap, still keeping his eyes on her. “Please just listen. Don’t make this any worse. I’ve tried to fight it for so long, but now I just need you more than ever.” His hands snaked around her back, holding her close as they slid under her shirt.

“Fighting only aggravates it more. Can you feel how badly I need you?” He asked as he pressed his hips into her sure she could feel his erection. In one swift motion, he tore off her shirt to expose her to him. “I can’t stop this anymore than you can. The only thing you can do is give in. The only question is how long and how painful you will make it.”

Originally posted by oscar-piastri

“Please don’t do this, Dan please..” Elijah felt her eyes tear up, she was crying out of pure frustration, something she rarely did but when it happened it meant that she felt out of control and did not know how to solve the situation she was in. She tried to push his hands off of her body, shaking her head continuously. “No Dan, no I do not believe it.” she spoke then, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt the erection against her.

She let out a cry when the shirt was ripped off, her hands travelling up to cover her chest, now solely clothed in a black bra. “If there is an "it” inside of you, then it should come out and face me. And not be a fucking coward and make you do this!“ she exclaimed. Oh the girl had no idea what she was up against. Her stance changed, as if she was more on guard, her hands against his chest to push him away. "Fuckin’ face me you brother stealing bastard!”

“I can’t resist it, Sis. I’ve wanted a slut like you for so long, and you have such as slutty body.” Pushing against his chest must have felt like pushing up against a brick wall. He was stronger than any mortal had a right to be, and that was already on top of the way his chest was toned. “Whether you believe it or not doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is what happens next.”

Elijah frowned lightly when she heard her brother speak more like himself, “No.. no escape, what the hell do you mean Dan?” she asked, her dark eyes were filled with confusion. The hug was comfortable, to an extent, but there was something about it that was constricting, it was like she was a fly caught in a spider’s web, unable to get out. She stepped back when he let go, her dark eyes narrowed. She shook her head, “You’re not my brother..” she spat, “My brother would never look at me like that.” she added, her hand going up to slap him on his face, in an attempt to snap him out of it. “Whatever those thoughts were, demons do not exist.” she decided to instead slap, step back, attempting to turn to the door. “Please Dan, if it is you, stop this!” she exclaimed, panic was beginning to take over.

She could not remove her locked gaze from the other’s eyes though, it was as if she was captured, caught and stuck. This could not be her brother, he would never look at her like this, now would he? Yes, Daniel was an attractive young man, but such feelings for him, she did not think those could be conjured up. And in turn, she automatically filled in that such feelings could not appear within her brother either. She felt her hands shake in panic, “Let me fucking go!”

Michael continued to hold her as she struggled, slowly dropping more of Dan’s mask. “I’m still here Sis. I just can’t stop it anymore. I’ve tried for so long, but there’s nothing more I can do. You have such a sexy body, and I couldn’t stop myself. I’m just a man.” He barely registered the slap, still keeping his eyes on her. “Please just listen. Don’t make this any worse. I’ve tried to fight it for so long, but now I just need you more than ever.” His hands snaked around her back, holding her close as they slid under her shirt.

muse: Elijah Lochlyn (muse file to be written)

Originally posted by chaptervoid

Her older stepbrother, hell, her best friend had been showing rather odd behaviour recently, he had been becoming more and more cold, more and more unlike himself. Elijah truly did not understand why, whether it was something she did, or whether it was something that was on his part. But the boy had disappeared not too long ago. She had been looking for him, only to see a dark shadow before falling into a state of unconsciousness. 

As she woke up, she was being touched by things, people, she did not know. She tried to move, but her body was not responding, as if she was confined and bound. “Stop moving.” an unfamiliar, almost non human voice came, which was the last thing she heard before she was hoisted up, pulled toward a room that was oddly familiar to her. Something about it had appeared to her before. “What.. what the hell is going on, let me fucking go.” she struggled against the two servants, her yells continuing as she was pushed into the demon lord’s room. 

“Who are you? What do you want from me?” her voice was still holding that same alarmed note to it. “I want to go home…” her voice caught in her throat when the figure turned around to face her. “Daniel..” she murmured, facing her older step brother. No, no this could not be him, could it be? Something about the other was making her feel uneasy. She did step closer though, not sure if it was out of her own will. “Daniel what are you doing here?” she went to touch his arm, to pull him into a hug. She was wary though, there was fear in her dark eyes, mixed with the frustration she had been feeling in the period she had been looking for her older brother. 

While it had not been difficult for him to locate Elijah, it did cost him more than just finding a random new slave. Still, she was worth it based on what he knew of her from the brother’s memories. He could still feel the brother there, witnessing everything that was about to happen, which was why he had insisted on taking the extra effort for the girl. It was the one person that would bring the most emotion out of the siblings, a delicious meal that would be unparalleled. “I’m sorry, Sis.” He said putting on the face that Daniel had worn so often. “So much has changed, but now I don’t think there’s any escape anymore.”

buffy’s groan breaks the shield of sleep unable to sleep peacefully with her brother poking at her. body is stirring as the only sound in the room is th shuffling of sheets of her body so she can begin to sit up. having to rub away the tiredness out of her eyes, she is finally looking at michael as he sits at the edge of her bed. “michael, you’re up.” a smile is irresistible upon her naturally ruby lips, “are you okay? what is going on?” concern comes next as well as slender arms wrapping around the man’s neck to comfort him without hesitation. she’s pressing her body against him, pulling him closer to make sure that he understands his big sister is there for him. pulling away but arms are still locked around him, “what are you talking about mike? change? what is changing?”

the inhale of a breath is cut abruptly short at the strike against her throat. immediate struggle of her body is nature’s reaction of survival as hands grip the sheets under her almost naked body and eyes widen at his aggression. it takes another second before the words coming out of her brother’s mouth makes her react with a struggling smile and a wetter pussy. the physical command michael has on her is welcomed with pleading eyes and a drooling mouth that can’t properly say, “please…your cock…sir,” mostly muffled accompanied with drool dripping down her chin and rising goosebumps in her skin. she doesn’t struggle against his grasp against her body only accepting this punishment with quick understanding that she deserves it.

buffy had been exhausted from the ritual of bringing her sick brother back from the brink of death and the celebration once it was successful. her family cried, laughed, and played out the joy of saving michael not realizing they had brought someone else back from the other side. going to bed with no worries in the world, she’s lying peacefully when michael sneaks into her room. under the moonlight, a smile of happiness rests upon her lips not bothering to even open her eyes to brother poking her awake. she lazily waves him off adding a tired, “not right now, michael.” before turning around on her bed to give him her backside revealing an ass that is embraced in tiny pj shorts. the movement also exposes her chest, perky tits are about to pop out of her loose tank top and nipples rise being greeted by the cold. “go back to bed,” another mumble falls out of her plump lips quickly letting mind go blank again to return to her dreams …

heart is pounding through her ears and chest is rising in a quicken pace— what if her parents woke up and found them like this? found her sitting on her brothers bed begging him to be used with and so willingly to throw off the pj top she had on tits bounce to greet him but are soon cupped to push up towards him like a bow on a present. her head is ferociously nodding at his extensive belittling because she is a slut that would do anything to get her baby brother to fuck her brainless. more than happy to continue her begging with, “please, mikey, what else do I need to do?”

@prettyhcle​

eleanor is blushing in embarrassment and utter shame for having her brother of all people, brand her as a slut. not that she was denying it but it felt so disgustingly good to hear him see her as something so raw. “what are you going to do?” words are a shaky but she isn’t scared, instead trying to not come off excited for the punishment coming ahead. brown eyes devour his frame at such a proximity which only made her pussy wetter, “are you going to fuck me?”

eleanor’s body was on fire for the sudden halt in pleasure the riding against his pillow was putting her through. she was catching her breath by the time he taunts her with filthy remarks that made her blush crimson, “michael…,” breathless in shock that he was so blunt and commanding her next moves. making no peep to argue, she locks big brown orbs into his and moves off the pillow showing off a large wet spot on the surface. gulping away nerves, elle spreads her legs to reveal a glistening cunt that has not stopped the flow of juices from flowing onto his sheets. “I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it…”

The more time she spent with him the more she grew fond of him. He seemed to be a genuine guy and the fact that he wasn’t asking questions about why she didn’t have a place to stay just made it all the more easy to take him up on his offer. “Then I’m moved in, I guess.” She gave him a light smile. “I don’t have much. Anything really. Obviously I’ll pay my share of the rent but I don’t have furniture and such so that’s going to have to wait a bit.” She felt confident that this was going to work out. If he liked keeping himself to himself then that was just a bonus. She didn’t want to live with anyone who wanted to know every aspect of her life. “Thank you for this. Really. I wasn’t expecting to come here and just get it like that. So thank you for taking a chance on me.” 

While most people might be curious as to how little she had, Michael had been suspecting for a while she might just be the kind of girl he was looking for, an easy target. He smiled widely with a nod. “Sounds good. Make yourself comfortable then. Let me know if there’s anything I can get you. I'll let you get settled in the with what you have.”