Reborn to be Better. Chapter 3
His sister had seemed to break yesterday when the last ball had fallen out of her pussy, he had taken her again and again over the next 24 hours, each time he took a break, he would place her straight in-front of the television playing snow, and secure the headphones to her ears to replay the tracks over and over into her head. Once he had even given her a break, laid her on the bed and let her rest for a short half-hour, but only after he got her to tell him some things. “Say you’re my slave.” “I-I’m you’re slave.” “No, I want you to say, ‘I’m Jason’s Slave.’” “I’m J-Jason’s Slave.” “Now say how you need my cock” “I can’t live without Jason’s cock..” Apparently having caught on that I wanted her …