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Sisterly Love (Violet and Crystal Raine)

Vixxa Violet

Super-Earth
Joined
Nov 15, 2012
It just wasn't fair! Why did Violet have to be ripped out the world she knew? Her father had made arrangements for the 18-year old to finish high school back with her mother. Violet was just getting into too much trouble and he feared she would wind up pregnant or worse if she stayed there. Her parents had split up not long after she was born.

She spent the first 14 years of her life with her mother and her stupid husband. What made matters worse is that they were able to give birth to an even more annoying daughter. She and her sister never got along and that was the main reason she decided to move out to her father's house. He was such a softie though, she quickly found out how easily he could be manipulated so she could do whatever she wanted, and had since become quite corrupt.

Violet had become quite the looker. She was often times known as the school slut just because of how she dressed and acted. She was as tough as she was pretty, though, and wanted everyone to know it. She had beautiful straight auburn hair that flowed down her shoulders, although she usually had it tied up in a cute bow and long bangs that went down to her eyes. Today she had her hair in two pigtails because she met her boyfriend before she left at the bus stop and he loved to pull on them while he took her from behind.

She had a plain white button up tee that she tied in order to expose her midrift And a short plaid black and red skirt with no panties underneath. With white stockings and little girl black shoes it was mostly her old school outfit with her own little sexy additions. To her, it was a personal 'fuck you' to the school, her dad, and her mom. And her old boyfriend certainly loved it and so did all the creepy old men on the bus.

Now here she was, back at her old home. Her mother had just picked her up from the bus stop. She was not very happy at all. She marched straight into her old room, the one she shared with her sister. Violet had every intention of sulking on her old bed until she graduated high school and could be on her own.

She dropped her bags in shock at the first look at her old room and saw her sister on the computer and lashed out at her right away.

"What the fuck did you do to my room!?" She screamed. She didn't care who heard her. She was mad and wanted everyone to know.
 
Crystal wasn't happy at all, she had just found out that her bitch of an older sister was coming back to live at the house again and would be sharing a room with her once again. Violet had made her childhood hell, manipulating her way into the good graces of everyone she met with her looks and her smooth tongue. Crystal on the other hand was an extrodinarily plain girl when she was younger. She had no chest to speak of, Violet always called her Chris and introduced her to her friends as her younger brother, and she was a loner...choosing to keep to herself rather then becoming the life of the party. Where her sister was experienced Crystal was naive, and that and other things caused them to fight tooth and nail nearly every day.

Since Violet left to go live with her dad Crystal had blossomed quite nicely into a shapely seventeen year old woman. Her flat chest grew out over night it seemed into a respectable pair of tits and she grew up a few inches which turned her slightly padded body into the lithe form she now had. When she got her new body she also adopted a new look, dying her hair multiple colors and dressing in dark tight fitting clothes. She had gotten quite a few piercings, only a couple her parents knew about, and a tattoo on her ribcage of a lightning bolt...another thing her parents knew nothing about. The other big change she had made was to systematically throw away everything her sister left in their shared room. A poster here, some clothes there, all of her trashy CD's...everything that was Violets was now sitting in a dump somewhere, where it belongs. Their room was now hers and suddenly she found out she would have to share it with her again, why did the universe hate her...

Crystal hadn't expected Violet to show up for a while still, thinking that she would have gone to a friends house first or broken on some truckers sleeping cab or something so Crystal took the time to get on the computer and visit one of her dirty little secrets. She had just typed the URL of her favorite hardcore porn site into her browser and hit enter when Violet stormed into the room and screamed bloody murder. Crystal quickly clicked the small 'X' in the top corner of the window before turning to look at her sister with rage in her eyes.

"It isn't YOUR room anymore bitch! You don't have anything here, you should just leave and go fuck yourself!" Standing up in a huff Crystal noticed that her sister had grown too in the time that she was gone and was still bigger then she was in all respects. Something told Crystal that she had made a mistake...
 
To say Violet was pissed would have been an understatement. She was absolutely seething, and she would get her sister back. Soon. But for now she had other things to attend to. The stuff that used to be in her room were things she had long outgrown. Posters of boy bands and clothes that would never fit her current bust size. She didn't care about the stuff she had left but what made her angry was that her sister had completely taken everything over.

"Whatever, we'll see how long that lasts." Violet stood right up to Crystal, staring into her eyes. She was so much taller than her and her breasts were right in her sister's face. She pushed Crystal sideways toward the bed so she could sit at the computer chair. She reached into her bra and pulled out her cell phone. "Shit... dead." She sighed, being unable to text her boyfriend and tell him she had gotten there safely.

Without permission she spun the chair around and opened the browser to check her Facebook. The instant she typed "www" several sites popped up in the address bar. One of which really caught Violet's attention. She turned her chair and with an evil smirk slowly went to face Crystal. "Well well, looks like sweet Chris is a little pervert!" And then she looked as if a million thoughts were running through her mind. She was going to tell her mom to get back at her. It would really embarrass her and hopefully get her grounded until she turned 18.

With another quick spin she turned the chair toward the door and hopped up. "Oh Mother..." She said while looking right into Crystal's eyes. She turned to the door with every intention of spilling her little sister's dirty secret.
 
Crystals eyes darted to her closet when Violet made her comment about how long the changes that had been made would last. Ever since Violet left Crystal had been building her wardrobe for the first time, her sister had the habit of throwing out the clothes that Crystal liked the most when they were younger and now that she was back it was sure to start again. Everything in that closet was important to Crystal, from the sweats and baggy T-shirts she wore when she was feeling crampy and bloated to the skimpy, slutty outfits she wore to concerts. There would be blood before she gave up all that she had because of Violet being a bitch.

Crystal was about to snap at her sister once again bjt the sudden shove towards the bed had taken her by surprise and she stumbled and fell onto the soft mattress face first. By the time she had collected herself and turned to face Violet once again with rage on her face Violet had already started to type a URL into the browser on the computer. As soon as her sister called her a pervert Crystal realized her mistake...she had forgotten to clear the browsers history. A look of fear crossed her face as she realized that she had just given her sister a weapon that would destroy her life.

As soon as Violet called out to their mother Crystal jumped from the bed and slapped her hand to her older sisters mouth, she was sure that there was already a red handprint forming under her palm, and said quickly, "You can't! You know how mom would react....I never did anything like that to you, never told her about all the boys you brought home. Please don't tell her...I will do anything! I promise!" As soon as the words left her mouth Crystal knew she would regret them...but it would be a thousand times worse if her mother knew what she did on that computer...
 
"I don't care if mom knows what I used to do, you have no idea why I got put back in this shit hole. Trust me, sister, bringing a few boys over would pale in comparison. Now, out of my way!" Violet shoved hard backwards, not caring what happened to Crystal as she swung the door to the bedroom open and ran down the hall to find her mom.

"Motherrrrr....." She called as she roamed down the hallway. She reached the living room and looked out the window. Her mother's car was gone and the rest of the house being so quiet indicated her step-father had also left. "Must have gone to the store," She mumbled to herself.

"You lucked out, for now. But I can't wait to see what happens to you the second they get back!" She laughed a little sadistically. She really couldn't contain herself, knowing she was going to get such a quick chance to fuck over her sister so soon. Leaving her to think about that or to plead her case some more, Violet went out to the back porch and sat down on the concrete slab, lighting up a cigarette. The cold concrete stung her bare ass when it touched, she let out a slight hiss of surprise and then wiggled her butt, enjoying the cool sensation and took a deep drag of her smoke.
 
Crystal couldn't believe how quickly everything had gone wrong for her. Within ten minutes of her sister being home she had already been given the ammunition to probably have Crystal sent to a nunnery. Their mother blind to the way the world worked today, she would look at the site Violet had found and assume that her youngest was some slut who fucked anything that moved. Even if Crystal went and wiped the history now Violets word would be enough to make her believe, and even if she doubted Crystal knew that Violet would just go to another site before showing their mother what she had found. For some reason their mom believed nearly every word that came out of that vindictive snake of a woman's mouth.

Following Violet through the house Crystal plead and promised everything she could to try to dissuade her sister. She offered her money, clothes, tickets to concerts, everything she could think of...but it all seemed like it was being ignored as Violet calmly smoked her cigarette and waited for their mom to return. Finally Crystal said with tears brimming her eyes, "Violet...anything! I-I will be your damn slave! Mom cannot know! Please..."
 
Slave? Now that would be interesting! Violet would love to have her sister become her own personal slave. That would certainly make the tension cool a bit. Maybe she could even continue to torment her bitch of a sister without her being able to do a think about it. She had to play this right though, show her she meaned business right from the start.

"So you want to be a little pervert slut like that whore on your little website? Strip. To your panties. Right now. In the back yard. And you better not make me ask you again." She smiled and leaned back against the door, spreading her legs slightly so that if her sister were to stand right in front of her she would see her naked sex. Right now, Crystal was at her side though. "And after that, hold out your hand to catch my ashes. Better hurry little sister, I'm about to ash very soon. I don't want any of it falling to the floor. Ever again."

She waited for her sister to complete the task she had given her and carefully brought the cigarette to her lips again, trying not to let the ashes grow so much that they fell. "After that, I want you to hold my cigarette for me, and put it up to my lips every few seconds for another drag. "Why are you still standing there? Get to work! You think you're ever going to make a good whore being so lazy? You have to work your way up, slut!"
 
The shock at what her sister had just told her to do was overwhelming. Had Violet really just told her to strip to her panties and act as her ashtray? This is what it would mean to be her slave? Crystal wondered about that for a moment before she noticed the state of the cigarette Violet was smoking, the ash was going to fall soon and unless Crystal did something fast that would seal her fate. At least it was in the backyard, there were fences around the yard that would shield her from prying eyes.

Already barefoot, because she had been relaxing before Violet showed up, Crystal didn't have to take that extra step as she unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied them off her hips and revealed the black thong she wore beneath them. Stepping out from her piled up jeans she turned towards Violet and hooked her fingers under the hem of the oversized T-shirt she was wearing and paused for a moment. She wasn't wearing a bra under her shirt and that meant not only another level of embarrassment but it would also reveal her pierced nipples and her tattoo to Violet, even more ammo for her sisters systematic plot to ruin her life. At this point though it didn't matter, Crystal had to put out one fire at a time and right now that meant doing what Violet said. With a sigh and an upwards tug she pulled the T-shirt, revealing almost all of her secrets in one fell swoop, before tossing it to where here jeans lay.

As the cold air hit her now exposed breasts her nipples hardened to sensitive little points around the cold metal hoops she had put in this morning. Stepping towards Violet she squatted down in front of her and quickly darted her hand out to catch the ash that was just now falling. Her eyes stared down towards the ground, which of course meant from her new vantage point she was staring straight at her sisters exposed pussy, a deep red blush quickly formed on Crystals face at the sight coupled with her present state.

Since her one hand was now an ashtray she had to use the other to hold what was left of Violets cigarette and bring it to her lips from time to time for her to take a drag. Was this really worth it, would being a nun really be so bad?
 
Violet squeezed her thighs together. The excitement from using her sister the way she was meant to be used was getting to her. The slight squeeze subdued a slight amount of attention her pussy desperately craved. The cigarette wasn't properly packed, so every now and then when Crystal would ash the cigarette, small sparks would fall into her hand, stinging her for a second until they went out.

Violet looked up and down her sister. She didn't have a bad body at all, and she smiled at the glinting piercings that sat atop her breasts and the tattoo pointing directly at her panty line. It may as well have been a bullseye. She didn't say anything about them yet though, she didn't need to. Crystal knew Violet could use that against her as well.

"Well, you are certainly the prettiest ashtray I've ever used." She said, licking her lips. "Spit in your hand and put the cigarette out. Then wash your hands and meet me back in my bedroom." Her ass was getting numb from the cold concrete and had to get up anyway. She let her exposed pussy linger as she got up slowly and then turned around to go inside the house.

Once inside she went right for Crystal's closet, seeing what outfits her closet slut sister had. Most of them were bland, boring, and over sized but a few of them were actually provocative in a goth girl kind of way. Violet rolled her eyes at her sister's choice of dress. When she was young, she was into the whole boy band thing and didn't understand the appeal of the 'emo' movement. Still, she had to admit some of the outfits were really hot. She picked out a black fairy-style dress and put it on the bed along with some black and white striped stockings and she fished into her bag for her own little girl style black shoes.

When her sister finally came back into the room, she ordered her to get dressed in the clothes she had layed out and take off her panties. "When we are alone now, slave you're going to look sexy for me. Your ugly oversize shirts will no longer be needed either. Not anywhere. I will choose your public outfits from now on. Now, get dressed and then kneel at my feet while I finish doing what I was planning on doing in the first place." She was referring to checking her messages online. She sat down at the computer and waited for her sister to do as she had been told.
 
Each time a small bit of cherry broke off the cigarette into Crystals hand she winced, fortunately they never burned long enough to actually do any damage, but when Violet told her to spit into her own hand and put the cigarette out in her palm she started to worry. She had never done something like that before and expected it to hurt quite a bit but she knew if she didn't it would be worse. Sighing softly she did what she was too and spit into her hand and slowly pushed the lit butt into her saliva, to her great relief it got hot but didn't actually hurt.

Keeping her eyes on the ground and saying nothing nothing to her sister Crystal went back into the house, leaving her clothes on the back porch because Violet hadn't told her to pick them up. She had learned enough from some of the sites she had visited, kind of like the one that had her in this situation, to know that doing something without being told could have pretty bad side effects. Heading to the bathroom she started to wash her hands when she realized that Violet wasn't with her anymore and that made her worry quite a bit. There was no doubt in her mind that Violet was, at this very moment, thinking up something far worse then what she had already done to her. With another sigh over the situation she was in Crystal dried her now clean hands and headed back to their room to see what was next.

Violet had, of course, found yet another way to destroy her sisters life with her next demand. Even before her sister had said anything Crystal had noticed that an old Halloween costume from a couple years ago and some striped stockings, which fortunately Crystal was actually quite fond of, along with a pair of small black shoes that Crystal could only assume were Violets. What her sister told her to do next brought Crystals blush back in full force. If she took of the thong she was wearing Violet would have even more ammunition to use but Crystal didn't really have a choice, she was so deep into the hole she had dug herself into that the only choice she had left was to keep digging and hope that somehow she would be rescued. With a shyness that was quite unlike her lately Crystal slid her thong off and froze. There was a glint of metal at the apex of her sex, a triangle piercing that looped around her clit...a small hoop encircled her bud. Acting fast after her pause she quickly slipped on her black and white striped stockings and then picked up the Gothic style fairy outfit she had worn for Halloween two years ago. When she had gotten the costume she had no breasts to speak of and that presented a problem now as she tried to squeeze into the outfit. Try as she might she could not squeeze all of her chest into the outfit so it ended up looking far more slutty then the designer had ever intended, her breasts were barely covered at all...just barely managing to cover her nipples. Still saying nothing she slipped on the shoes she was given and quickly kneeled before her sister. At this point she was defeated, she only hoped it wouldn't get worse...
 
"Dear sister, you look so adorable!" Violet squealed in a rather sarcastic tone. She really did look adorable, but Violet wasn't going to miss a chance to take another shot at her. "Now, what good is having a slave, if they can't give you a proper foot massage. I don't know if you have been massaging any little prick boy's feet, but you are going to learn starting right now. Unstrap my shoes and then pull off my stockings. Use your teeth for the stockings, slave." She grinned, absolutely delighted that Crystal had already given in. This would make things much easier.

She leaned back in the seat, turning her upper half sideways a bit to type on the keyboard while her feet dangled in front of her sister's face as she sat on the floor to the side of her. She had actually not yet seen the piercing, as when she took off her panties, Violet wasn't looking.

"What are you waiting for? Get to work!" She snapped at Crystal, shoving her in the shoulder with her spiked heel.

She didn't know what this feeling was building up inside her. It was... power. And some thing else she couldn't put her finger on. She was getting turned on! But she didn't realize it yet. She had felt this feeling many times before, but didn't know it was possible to feel it towards your own family, so she struggled to put her finger on it. She ignored Crystal and let her carry out her command.
 
The fact that Violet hadn't said anything about her other piercing confused Crystal immensely, she was sure that her sister would have pounced on a detail like that like a wild animal...either she hadn't noticed or she was saving the knowledge for something worse. As she was wondering about this Violet was already giving her another demeaning task to complete and when Crystal didn't hop into action immediately her sister dealt out her first punishment. Crystal gasped out in pain as her sisters heel stabbed into her shoulder, it was painful and would likely bruise but it also proved that if she didn't do as she was told Violet would indeed punish her.

Reaching out slowly Crystal slid each of her sisters heels off before pausing and considering how she would manage to take off her stockings with just her teeth. First she tried to pinch them between her teeth by the toe and pull them off but all they did was stretch a bit. In the end she had no choice but to go to the tops of her sisters stockings and pull them down. Since the tops of her stockings ended at knee level it forced Crystal to stare straight at her sisters sex once more and made her finish the task as quickly as possible.

With the worst of the punishment over Crystal started to softly massage her sisters feet. Violet would likely not know this, but Crystal was actually in tech to learn how to be a massage therapist and was actually quite good at what she was doing. Taking Violets foot into her hands Crystal started to press her thumbs lightly into her sisters foot, carefully massaging out any knots with her skilled hands.
 
This was quite possibly the best massage she ever had. Violet had stopped paying attention entirely to the computer, although she still stared at it as if pretending to. Her finger twirled into her long red hair and she flexed her thighs, hoping to relieve a strange tension in that region. She couldn't help but bite the side of her lip as she slid down a bit further into the chair, exposing her bare pussy underneath her skirt a bit more.

"Kiss em." She said, simply. "And start working your hands further up my legs." Violet wrapped her foot behind Crystal's neck and pushed her face toward her other foot before returning her eyes back to the computer screen.

She was finished with her Facebook and moved on to her email, typing in the URL. Then, Crystals website popped up again. She got curious and went to visit it one more time. It seemed to be some kind of amateur bondage site. Violet never really understood the appeal of bondage before, wondering how a girl could get off from being so restrained. Still, her curiousity got the better of her and she began looking around. She found a page where its members could post pictures of their own slaves and the things they do to them. She hit a filter button which took her to a femdom only portion of the site.

What she saw amazed her. A woman, clearly the dominant one, was dressed up like a rather sexy secretary while her girl slave with arms tied behind her back was kneeled down in front of her partially underneath the desk, her face buried deep in the woman's lap, likely eating her pussy. It really turned Violet on, and she reached down to the front hem of her skirt, balling it up in her fist and pulling it down, thinking she might just order Crystal out of the room so she could fuck herself.

Then she realized something. She looked at the slave in the picture, kneeling before her mistress, then at Crystal, then at the slave, then at Crystal. It was as if a light bulb came on over her head. Once the mere thought popped in her head, she made almost no struggle to talk herself out of it. Crystal was going to be more than her personal slave. She was going to turn that little slutty bitch into her own personal fuck toy. She deserved nothing less after the horrible things she had put her through all these years.

Meanwhile Crystal was still doing a fantastic job with the massage. "Higher" she commanded. and then began browsing the site more, opening her up to a whole new world of possibilities. "Higher than that. My thighs!" She whined after a while longer, pushing Crystal closer to her pussy with her heel on the girls back.
 
Crystal was lost in the massage right up until Violet told her to kiss her feet. Despite the fact that Crystal enjoyed giving massages she really was not a fan of feet at all and the thought of kissing her sisters foot was disgusting. Unfortunately nothing had changed since this whole mess had started and Crystal was still completely under Violets heel. With a nearly silent sigh she leaned down, nearly popping out of the top of the costume she was wearing, and kissed the top of her sisters foot quickly. She started to massage up towards Violets calf, trying to ignore the leg looped around her. She couldn't believe how degrading all this was.

She let herself drift off again until Violet started to fidget in her seat and tug down on her dress like she was trying to hide something. It was at that point that Crystal saw what was on the computer, it was one of the sites that Crystal visited so often. When she saw the pictures Violet was looking at she actually got a bit curious, wondering why her sister was looking at them, was she planning something new or just teasing Crystal with the thing that got her in this position to begin with. It wasn't until Violet pulled Crystal even closer and demanded that she start massaging her thighs that everything clicked in her mind. Violet was getting off on having Crystal as her slave, the thought of that actually excited Crystal in much the same way it was effecting Violet. Suddenly she wasn't just being tortured by her sister, instead she was living out one of her fantasies. Despite all of that she still was upset with the situation because Violet could still destroy her world by telling their mom. As she thought of what she could do to fix all of this Crystal started to massage her sister thighs, another blush tinting her cheeks red as she faced her sisters pussy once again...
 
"Higher..." Violet said, now looking down at her sister. She grabbed her hair and pulled her closer. "Christ, do I have to do everything myself?" She shifted her weight a bit and then throw both legs over Crystal's shoulder, locking her feet behind her back. "Kiss me.... higher..." She said very suggestively and then released the pressure around her head long enough so that Violet can push it further, now right in front of her pussy. She grabbed her skirt and pulled it up, revealing to Crystal just how close she was. Her hand then went up to her white button up shirt, drawing small circles around her nipples poking through the material.

This was all happening so fast and making Violet so hot that she decided to skip all the coy play entirely. "Lick my pussy, slave. You know you want it. I can feel your heavy breath on my skin right now. Do it. Now!" She leaned back for a good view of Crystal as she waited for her to do as she was told.
 
The all to sudden turn of events surprised the hell out of Crystal, at first Violet was just suggestive even if her intent was clear but when she pulled Crystal in towards her crotch and trapped her there with her legs she couldn't help but pull back. Crystal was inches from her sisters glistening pussy and stuck in place despite her attempts to back away, what made it worse was the fact that it turned Crystal on to no end. Violet was right about her breathing heavy, for all the porn she had watched and fantasies she had Crystal had never actually been with anyone else in a sexual context.

Giving in to desire more then Violets orders Crystal. wrapped her arms lightly around her sisters thighs and gingerly ran the tip of her tongue up her slit before flicking it lightly over her clit. She could not believe she was actually doing this...
 
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