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Of Forced Consent.. (Ishu and Lord Dakol)

She looked over at her brother, her lower lip quivering for a moment. She wiped the tears from her eyes and mumbled something. She choked and tensed out of frustration. Acacia repeated herself, "J-just... please... be g-gentle." She hiccuped and sobbed silently. How could he be so evil as to force himself onto his own sister?​
 
Even with the abnormal calm situation, his sexual drive was still on "go", and was finished with what it needed to do. His mind was completely on taking his sister... "Deal; I promise," he said solemnly, and waited for her to walk over.
 
She nodded and sucked in a quick breath before standing. She held her robe shut and did not walk over to her brother, but to his bed. She sat down as far away from him as she could, but on the same side as him. Her stomach lurched as she sat and she felt like she might throw up. She managed to keep everything down and tried to think of something else; something more positive.​
 
Josiah popped his neck and scooted over to her, slowly taking her arms and putting them down by her waist. He then gently pushed her forward, leaning her back onto the bed. He also moved her legs onto the sheets, and looked at her with calmly.
 
She stared up at the ceiling as he made her lay down. Her hands gripped the sheets as her teeth ground together. Her knuckles turned whiter with each moment he took, dilly dallying as he prepared to break inside her.​
 
His member throbbed and ached for action, wanting to smash inside her and turn her inside out. But he promised, and this time, he needed to keep that promise...

Josiah brought her legs together as he lifted them up high, revealing her soaked place to him. He placed her legs on his shoulders as he guided his manhood into her, the tip just entering.
 
She shut her eyes as he maneuvered her legs to a position he preferred. It wasn't long before she could feel him pressing against her. She pulled on the sheets and gasped a breath before hyperventilating. She tried to ignore everything around her and to focus on the pounding in her head.​
 
He sighed quietly as he pushed himself in more, the head fully in and still going. His face noticed Acacia, but duly noted it as he concentrated at the task at hand.
 
She whimpered as he pushed forward and cried out between her clenched teeth. Her body tensed and her spine stilled. She tried to minimize any pain she felt now and would feel the further he pushed himself in.​
 
He groaned, pushing himself further inside her tight space. "Agh..." he moaned, and then felt that thin wall that made her unique. The head nudged against it as if it was being tested before he inhaled and pushed through.
 
Every time he moved, she could feel herself tighten. She gasped along with their movements and pulled on the sheets again. She cried out as he broke through, her toes curling until her own nails dug into her skin. She sobbed quietly between labored breaths. She hated him.​
 
He slowly felt the warm blood trickle down along the shaft, and smiled. He pushed himself in more until he was stopped, and then slowly retreated out until it was halfway when pushed back in a bit faster.
 
Her back arched as he moved in and out of her. She let out a moan as her toes curled and she began to squirm beneath him. She never wanted to admit how good it felt, but her body did the talking for her. It still hurt but the pain became more subtle after he;d broken her. Her eyes filled with tears as her body, against her own will, submitted to the pleasure.​
 
Faster and just a bit faster as he thrusted into her, bringing it out and back in again. He moaned in pleasure as his thrusts increased in speed.
 
Between the occasion hiccup or sob a moan would erupt from her body. One of her hands moved to her face and covered her mouth as he drove in deeper, his stone erection moving faster in and out. She moaned again, her hips bucking against him involuntarily. She ground her teeth together and squirmed beneath him before sobbing due to her own irritation with her body.​
 
Josiah slammed his manhood into her, every so often hearing a moan come from her lips. He knew that was her exactly, but it was good enough. He groaned, thrusting inside again and again.
 
She moved her other hand over her mouth and shut her eyes tight as she screamed a moan into her hands. Her legs tightened around him and her womanhood locked on him as the flow of fluids steadied before overflowing from her. She writhed on the bed as waves of pleasure pounded into her and her body succumbed to her orgasm.​
 
Josiah groaned, his member enlarging for a moment before he felt the need to release. He pulled out of her and began to stroke his member quickly. Several shocks traveled throughout his body as he came, releasing several thin white ropes onto his sister's stomach and chest. "Ah..!"
 
She writhed in disgust as he ejaculated onto her body. She pulled her legs away and turned over so she couldn't see him. She tried not to throw up and managed to keep it in again. His sister sobbed quietly as her body shook.​
 
He sat down with a heavy thump, and breathed heavily to regain his composure. After a minute or two, he stood up and unlocked the door, opening it for Acacia. "Go." he said emotionlessly.
 
She covered her face with one of her hands as she sobbed and used the other to close her robe. She stumbled out of his bed and hurried out of his room. Once she was out the door, she ran to her own room and shut the door, locked it and fell onto the floor as she cried.​
 
As she ran out, Josiah slammed the door and sighed. It was done, and in truth it felt pretty good. But as silence ensued, he fell onto his bed and slowly came to the realization at what he had done.'

"What the fucking hell is wrong with me..?" he muttered, closing his eyes and trying to force out those... "other" thoughts.
 
Acacia allowed herself the appropriate time to break down. She sobbed into her hands and the floor and her body curled up and she soon choked as she seemed to relive the event.


Once she realized she couldn't cry any more, she got up and went to her bathroom. She scrubbed her entire body down in silence, making an attempt to erase everything.​
 
Josiah had leaned against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. He made an attempt to justify his actions, but after awhile... he just chalked it up to lust, and that wasn't ever a good excuse. He contemplated the thought of trying to apologize, but he knew it would just blow up in his face.

He spent the rest of the night in his room, ignoring the fact that their parents got home.
 
Acacia stayed in the shower, even after she'd cleaned herself. She sat on the floor of the tub, curled up, and let the water beat down on her. She stared at the tips of her toes for what felt like hours. It wasn't until she heard her parents get home that she began to come out of her daze. She moved her wet hair out of her face and sniffled before turning off the water. Acacia got out and dried herself, then put some clothes on. She left her bathroom, but not her room. She went over to her bed and curled up under the covers.​
 
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