[Episode 135579] [Episode 135579]As Nabiki led her father out his door and down the hall, she exulted in the fact that she was taking the first real steps in implementing her grand plan. She would continue where her mother left off! And it was so much easier than she had feared, now that Ranma was out her hair. She had been leery about going up against the Saotome boy, as he would have tried his best to stop her, but since his mother showed up ten weeks ago and unexpectedly demanded that he and his father move back in with her, he rarely comes by the Tendo house anymore. The timing couldn’t have been better, as she had just begun to seduce her father when that had happened.
And now things were about to really take off! Nabiki allowed a grin to spread across her face. A hard smile, full of anticipation and without humor. The smile a jackal would give before pouncing. *The drugs had to have worn off by now.* she thought as the naked girl led her similarly naked father to a certain door. The door that led to Kasumi’s bedroom. *Time for the brain-dead Good Girl to learn what a stupid bitch she really is.* She turned back to her father, who was staring at the nameplate on the door with a glazed expression. “Are you ready daddy? Are you ready to FUCK your sweet homemaker daughter? Ready to plant your seed in her innocent twat and make a baby?”
Soun was sweating heavily. “I...I can’t! Not her! She is so...so…”
“Innocent? Sweet? Trusting?” Nabiki finished for him, smirking. “So…forbidden?” Seeing her father silently agree with her, she moved closer to him, wrapping her hand around his cock and grasped it tightly. “But daddy…so was I, remember? Remember that first time, when you took me? Ravished me? How it felt? To fuck your own daughter?” She smiled inwardly at the memory. She had manipulated him of course, making him think his actions were his own choice, when she had been controlling things from the start. It had been easy. Her mother had broken him many years before, and ingrained certain thought patterns. It was all laid out in the journals. She leaned in and whispered. “And didn’t it feel good? To act like a beast?”
Soun mumbled. “Yes.”
“She is waiting in there. Soft skin, full breasts, long legs. Waiting for you to come and claim her. To shoot your dirty seed in her and create her own sister in her belly. Don’t you want that virgin pussy? To know that you and nobody else is going to have her?” Nabiki could tell from the defeated look in her father’s eyes that she had won. She smiled. “Well, you are going to have to share her for just a little bit.” Seeing his lustful and defeated eyes turn towards her in question, she continued. “With me. It won’t do for her to be all dry, now would it? She needs to be wet so your dick can reach deep inside her.” Soun’s eyes lit up with an almost feral light, to Nabiki’s satisfaction. She knew from experience that her father was firmly in her control when his eyes were like that. Those eyes excited her. Almost as much as the hopeless look they hold when he comes to her and asks her to punish him for giving in yet again. “Does that excite you? Do you like the idea of watching your two oldest daughters screw each other? Well then…let’s do it!” And with that, she abruptly turned around, dropping his cock and flinging open the door. She led him in, grabbing his dick once again and using it like a handle to pull him along when he froze at the sight of what was on Kasumi’s bed.
Kasumi was almost totally naked, except for a pair of white ankle socks. Her legs were bound together with some white rope at her knees and ankles, and her hands were tied to the bed posts above her head. While her legs may have been tied together, her hairless crotch was in plain view. Her eyes were wide and staring above the white, leather-looking gag that covered the lower half of her face. She squirmed a little bit, but obviously was having trouble moving.
Nabiki led her father over to a chair placed in the corner, and pushed him into it. She then returned to the bound girl on the bed. She walked closer and crawled onto the bed with her older sister. Moving to kneel on all fours next to the taller girl, Nabiki looked straight into the fearful and stunned eyes of her captive. “Why, oneechan! Fancy meeting you here. Oh! You look uncomfortable! Let me see if I can help.” She said to young woman in an obviously fake tone of sympathy. Smoothly she leaned down and captured one of Kasumi’s nipples in her mouth, enjoying the squeal of protest coming from her captive mixing with the broken moan of lust coming from her father. Swinging a leg up and over, she straddled her prone sister and carefully lay down on top of her. Her own naked crotch was against Kasumi’s bound legs, her tits were pressed into Kasumi’s stomach, and her face was just above the taller girl’s breasts. She never took her eyes from Kasumi’s increasingly panicked gaze.
“What’s the matter oneechan?” she mocked, extending her tongue to swipe at Kasumi’s right nipple. “You don’t like your sister laying naked on top of you? You don’t like me sucking on your tits? But Kasumi-chan! We are going to do so much more than that!” And with that she greedily went to sucking on the large boobs she had been molesting. Slowly she ran a hand down the taut stomach of her sister, and placed it on the bare mound that fronted Kasumi’s Secret Place. She did not go any further, she just kept it there, letting her sister know about it.
“You like what I did to your pussy, Kasumi? It wasn’t easy, shaving a passed out girl. Tying you up was much easier.’ Seeing Kasumi’s eyes flash in scared understanding, Nabiki chuckled and wiggled her way up her sister’s body until she was able to crush her tits directly against Kasumi’s. Slowly shifting her body back and forth on top of the older girl, Nabiki leaned in and began whispering into the older girl’s ear. “That’s right, dear sister. This was all my doing. All my idea. I drugged everybody’s food and dragged you up here. I shaved you. I tied you up.” She lifted her head so she could stare right into Kasumi’s shocked face. Kasumi flinched when she saw the hot eyes and heartless smile Nabiki had. “And do you want to know why? Why I’m doing this too you?” Nabiki paused in her whispering, as if expecting Kasumi to answer through her gag, and then continued. “I’m doing this because I can. Because you’re hot, with your big titties and tight ass. Because I’ve been dreaming about raping you for years. And because I’m more like mother than you can ever hope to be!”
Nabiki studied Kasumi’s face and her smirk grew. “Oh, daddy’s little girl didn’t know her mother’s big, bad, terrible secret, now did she? You didn’t know that the kind and gentle face she portrayed to us was a mask? Carefully crafted so that if the police ever questioned us, we could honestly say that she was the best and most loving mother in the world?” The younger Tendo girl enjoyed the slight movement Kasumi’s head made. A shake of denial. “Oh yes, dear sister. It was all a mask. Actually, it turns out, Mother was quite the criminal. And perhaps the most perverted person to live in a hundred years. She controlled the lives of hundreds of people, and all through her body and her mind.” Nabiki pressed her nose against Kasumi’s, so that they were staring directly into each other’s eyes from only a few inches apart. “She was a hot, brilliant, immoral slut.”
“I know, Kasumi. I know because I found mom’s REAL journals, not that fluffy piece of bullshit you’ve been holding onto.” Grinning, Nabiki began grinding her pelvis against Kasumi’s. Bound as she was, Kasumi was not feeling any physical pleasure, but Nabiki most certainly was. Particularly when she quickly spread her legs and began rubbing her wet cunt and clit directly against her sister’s skin. She could see Kasumi frantically try to ignore the feeling of her sister rubbing against her, but the realization still shone through. “Oh yes. You see, a few years ago I needed some money. I had just been ripped off by a video producer after making that ‘Seduced Schoolgirl’ movie, and the cash I thought I would have never materialized. So I was scrounging in dad’s room looking for something I could sell to a thrift shop, when I came across a secret panel in the floor. And there they were. Mom’s real journals. And movies. And pictures. A complete listing of what she did, and how she did it. She was a real slut!”
Nabiki saw Kasumi’s eyes tear up and the older girl again shook her head slightly. Nabiki nearly came right there, feeling the situation. “I don’t think you really understand Kasumi.” she continued speaking in a low and impassioned voice. “Mom *was* a real slut! Totally depraved. No morals whatsoever. She did what she wanted, to whom she wanted, where she wanted, and when she wanted. I’ve seen the pictures. I read her stories. She fucked men. She fucked women. She fucked kids! Hell, she fucked animals! She seduced, blackmailed, threatened, and controlled people so totally they did anything she said! If she wanted to do it, she just did it! Think about that! Think about having that kind of Power!” She was now thrusting her crotch hard against Kasumi’s skin, almost like she was fucking her sister as a guy would. Her eyes were glazed and excited. “She…she made women fuck each other! Made them seduce each other’s husbands! She made the men do the same! They did ANYthing she wanted, just to keep their secrets safe. Digging themselves deeper, and deeper, and deeper, and …AAAAAAHHHHH!” Nabiki froze as her orgasm washed over her, imagining herself in her mother’s shoes. Controlling people, having Power. Being above the law and still satisfying her darkest sexual desires, which were legion. Subjugating those around her with her hot body and her deviant mind.
Opening her eyes after coming, Nabiki looked down again into her sister’s tearful expression. Leaning down, she licked her sister’s face, a long swipe of her wet tongue along Kasumi’s upper cheek, tasting the tears. She leaned further down and probed the older girl’s ear with the tip of that same tongue. Then she whispered, “Was it good for you too, sister?” Pulling back, she grinned at the brief flash of anger that echoed across Kasumi’s face before the long-haired girl again turned sad. “No? Well, lets see if we can’t do something about that!”
Sitting up, Nabiki glanced over to where she had placed her father. The man was still sitting in the chair. He had his rock hard cock in his hand, and was staring wide-eyed at the action on the bed. Snorting derisively, Nabiki stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. Without concern she quickly untied Kasumi’s legs. The larger girl obviously tried to kick out, but whatever drugs Nabiki had used had sapped all of her strength. Nabiki had no problems retying the ropes to Kasumi’s ankles. Then, one at a time, she used the ropes to pull her sister’s legs above the girl’s head, tying her feet to the same bedposts that securely held her hands.
Kasumi was now open and spread, with her whole feminine area on display.
Smiling at the mortified expression in Kasumi’s eyes, Nabiki turned her gaze to what had been revealed. Absently licking her lips, she memorized the image of Kasumi’s pussy. She had, of course, seen it while shaving her sister, but this was different. This was hot. The lips, the pinkness, the little hood that hid Kasumi’s clit. Not to overlook, of course, the hidden hole that was flanked by those fleshy lips. And below, totally exposed, was the tiny starfish of her sister’s anus. Both openings were so defenseless, so exposed. So available.
Nabiki wondered briefly if Akane’s pussy and asshole would look the same when she repeated tonight’s actions on her younger sister. But Akane was on a field trip for several days, so there would be no answers to her questions quite yet.
Nabiki crawled between her sister’s thighs, and breathed on Kasumi’s pussy. A moan of despair issued from the tied girl’s throat.
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