Revenge, Dear Sister, Has Never Been So Sweet (Tira & MysticSparxman)

[Tiramisu]

Life had dealt her the wrong hand. She was sure of it, she knew it well— knew that whatever gods shone down upon this pitiful race, humanity, had given her the perfect hand to lose this game of life with. Merely thinking of it made Lana scowl, as she perched on her tree branch, watching with dark eyes as her sister strolled into the bathroom. Her sister, her perfect, flawless sister— despite sharing the same blood— had life so much better.

Everything had went south for Lana. Dropping two points in GPA after catching a horrendous, almost deadly case of pneumonia had made her lose her scholarship, which forced her to attend community college. There, the professors had been harsh, purposely failing her in the hopes that she’d make it up with “extra credit.” Lana, naive and optimistic at the time, only realized what “extra credit” meant until it was too late. The scars of their abuse made it hard for her to concentrate on her studies, so she dropped up, and made her living selling artwork at craft fairs.

It was a meager living. She barely made ends meet.

Meanwhile, her sister had everything. Lana watched her sister with hungry eyes as she stepped into the shower, her perfect form illuminated by beadlets of water. Hungry, wolf like, she jimmied the lock to her window, a feeling in her loins bursting and burning, craving to take what she could not have. She had an athletic, toned form, her long, flowing hair— dyed black, reaching down to her behind, kept in a ponytail— made her look like a shadow in the night.

Swiftly, she crept into her sister’s bedroom, turning her eyes to the bathroom that lay off to the bedroom’s side. As a master bedroom, the bathroom was included in the room. The door to the bathroom creaked open silently, and Lana narrowed her hawkish eyes, withdrawing the knife from her back pocket. She would not hurt her sister, of course, but it was just in case she tried to get away or scream for help.

In a fluid motion, Lana swung the curtain open and grabbed her sister, clamping a hand over her mouth and holding the knife to her throat. “Don’t move,” Lana ordered. “If you promise not to scream, dear sister, I can drop the knife. Do you promise?”

 

[MysticSparxman]

Six months had passed since the day in which everything had changed for the better for her. Madison still couldn’t believe that she had actually managed to become so successful, mainly because she hadn’t been expecting it to happen in the first place. Madison was surprisingly clever for her age, and she had developed a revolutionary computer game, and she had even developed a design for a headset accessory. The computer game and headset went hand in hand. The headset would allow the user to put themselves into the game. She had failed on the first couple of attempts, but eventually got it right, and when she did, a number of major companies were eager to start developing it.

Eventually selling her design to more than one company, Madison became a multi-millionaire overnight. At seventeen years old, she had more money than she could ever have imagined, and really had no idea what to do with it all. It was about one month after her sudden success that Madison moved out of the family home, buying her own rather large mansion. It had ten bedrooms with bathrooms attached to four of the rooms. In addition to this, there was also three other separate bathrooms. There was a large study and conservatory and there was even a gym in her new home. Madison had two large pools. One was a heated indoor pool and the other was an outside pool. However, despite how smart she was, Madison was still rather naïve. She saw no reason to hire security to patrol her new home, and she was yet to get security cameras installed around her home. This was despite the fact she soon started to feel as if someone may have been following her around.

Despite her success though, Madison had never forgotten about older sister Lana. There had been a part of her that had wanted to offer to help her sister, but at the same time, she couldn’t shake the thought that Lana would just think she was taking pity on her. Madison knew how proud and stubborn her sister could be. It was why she didn’t bother offering to help her sister in the end.

Months passed, and still Madison couldn’t shake the feeling she was being followed around. She tried her best to ignore it though. She would never see anyone behind her once she looked back over her shoulder, so she would just try to brush the thoughts aside. She did have other things to think about too. Now that she had become so successful, she had television interviews to attend and other places to visit too. She had to travel with her agent, promoting her computer game and telling potential clients about it too.

Finally back home after a long week away, all Madison wanted to do was relax. The best way to relax for her was a shower, so that was exactly what she planned on doing. Stepping into her bathroom, she turned on her shower, stepped out of her clothes and then she stepped in front of her large mirror. She smiled at her reflection. She stood at a height of 5’8 and she had a slim, sexy hourglass figure. She had large 36D breasts, a toned, flat stomach and wide hips. Her ass was firm and round, and she had long, toned legs. Madison had long red hair that stopped at the pit of her back, and she also had bright blue eyes and lightly tanned skin.

Stepping into her shower, Madison closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she started to relax. A small smile had formed on her face as the hot water cascaded over her body. She had been in the shower no more than five minutes when the shower curtain was suddenly pulled open. Before she could react, a hand was being clamped over her mouth and she felt cold metal being pressed against her throat. Her eyes widened in evident fear as she was pulled from the shower and pushed up against the bathroom wall. There was also shock and confusion in her eyes and she just nodded her head in response to Lana’s question. She had absolutely no idea why her older sister had a knife pressed up against her throat though. ”Lana….w-what are you doing?” The words were barely audible since Lana had her hand clamped over her mouth.