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Ryouna's Super Duper Masochistic Birthday Bash!

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  1. >"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"
  2. >Hebijo's elite class had thrown a large party for the twin sisters Ryoubi and Ryouna, with the special occasion's centerpiece being a large cake, about double the size of a regular birthday confection, adorned with cutesy likenesses of the birthday girls
  3. >Ryoubi and Ryouna both happily blew out their birthday candles and the whole affair was about as normal as normal could be for a double shinobi birthday party
  4. >After the festivities were over and the twins were walking home together, the blonde turned to the brunette in mid-walk
  5. >"Sis-ter, I whill go on ahead to A-non's place! He said he 'ad somesing special fhor me!"
  6. >Ever cautious about her behavior but resigned to let her do what she will to not ruin her happy mood, the brunette let out a sigh
  7. >"Oh fhine, just don't tell me zee de-tails when you geht back."
  8. >Ryoubi was startled a bit when her sister jumped in front of her when she finished her sentence, the blonde also making a point to emphasize her chest as she posed
  9. >"Sank you, sis-ter!"
  10. >Before Ryoubi could respond, the graceful tart jetted off in the direction of her lover's place
  11. >Ryoubi stopped for a moment and, after thinking for a second, shrugged while walking in the opposite direction
  12. >"Ah...whell, I might as whell go visit de-le-ted..."
  13. >Meanwhile, Ryouna had reached the front door of her boyfriend's home, shaking with anticipation as she knocked on the front door
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  15. >Ryouna perked up when she heard footsteps coming near the front door, her crotch feeling just a tad hotter with every audible step before the door finally creaked open a bit
  16. >She opened it slightly, but was grabbed by the collar as soon as she peeked her head in, dragged into the living room by her shirt and slammed her head into the coffee table, her cat-like grin evidence of her enjoyment despite the trickle of blood going down her face
  17. >"HAAAAAAU, youh're so rough, mon cheri!"
  18. >Anon wasted no time in gathering the items he intended to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday with, lining them up on the table as she collected herself enough to lean on the table's edge
  19. >Item by item, Ryouna became increasingly wet until the pitter of her juices on the carpet could be heard
  20. >A set of large wax candles
  21. >A cake doused with large amounts of pepper
  22. >A speculum
  23. >A vial of hot sauce
  24. >A large bottle of wine
  25. >Scissors
  26. >The mishmash of items left too many possibilities to her imagination, her thoughts already cloudy with fantasies and slight cranial trauma
  27. >Ryouna tried to reach for the candles but was met with a full-swing backhand to the face for her efforts, Anon remarking that such a filthy bitch should learn patience and do as her master says
  28. >Ryouna howled in ecstasy over the stinging on her face and fell on her back spread-eagle, waiting for Anon's orders
  29. >Anon pulled a lighter out of his pocket and approached the waiting girl
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  32. >On his way to her, he removed one of the candles from the set, but simply held it in his other hand as came within kissing distance of her face
  33. >Anon went in for a kiss, and bit her lower lip in the process as he pulled back, leaving his teeth marks on a small bit of her face
  34. >Ryouna's breathing got increasingly heavy and peaked at a gasp when she heard the clang of the lighter, her pupils widening as she saw the flickering flame approaching her
  35. >Anon held it near her breasts, teasing the cloth covering it, but then broke the candle over her head and ripped her shirt open to expose her bare flesh, her pink nipples perked up by her wanting
  36. >Closer this time, he held the flame to her nipple, the searing pain of fire leaving slight smoke as he pulled it back every time it seemed the fire would stay
  37. >Grabbing another candle, Anon lit it and let the heat engulf it until drips of wax touched the floor, Anon taking care to have the hot wax grace her bountiful bosom, the blonde recoiling in glee with every droplet's descent
  38. >"HAAAAAAAU, égoutter p-plus de votre cire brûlante sur cette sale garce!"
  39. >Ryouna had already reached the point of sticking her tongue out and rolling her eyes upward, a rare sight so early in the celebration but understandable considering what she was imaging with the other items
  40. >Anon placed the lit end of the candle on her tongue and ordered her to close her mouth, the wetness of it dousing the flame as she sucked on it
  41. >While she was occupied, Anon took a piece of the peppered birthday cake, the hot sauce, and the scissors
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  43. >Spitting out the candle, Ryouna panted with all her might as she saw the odd combination of objects Anon had gathered for her pleasure, throwing her hands behind her head in submission and spreading her legs as far as possible as to allow him to do whatever he wanted
  44. >With a grin , he popped the cap off the hot sauce bottle and took her panties off, positioning her rear at a more upward angle as he gingerly inserted the tip of the bottle into her anus, the red-hot fluid pouring into her colon
  45. >The pain was beyond words, as the blonde could only give out howls of obedient ecstasy as her exposed snatch twitched with wanting
  46. >Ryouna could barely focus, but she was conscious enough to notice the sound of snipping scissors as she saw him move his hand toward her crotch
  47. >without much care, he begun to pull and snip the long pubic hairs he ordered her to grow out the month prior and ran a boquet of them across her wet pussy, wetting them and then placing them atop the piece of cake at his side
  48. >Anon got to his feet and held the plateful of pubic hair-covered cake in his hand, cocking his arm backward and then thrusting it into her face, shattering the dinnerware in the process as small shards cut into the inside of her mouth, their damage only slightly mitigated by the clumps of wet blonde curlies as she painfully gulped the pepper and pube cake down, the heat of the hot sauce ensuring that two of her three entrances were experiencing the love they yearned for
  49. >Anon was about to take care of the third as he picked up the speculum and wine bottle
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  51. >It was a bit of a small wonder how she was even alive at this point, what with the ingestion of broken glass, but her experience in masochism play had at least made her resistant to internal hemorrhaging, a handy trait to have considering what was about to happen
  52. >Anon used the speculum to pry open her vagina as far as possible, making it a funnel for the contents of the alcohol bottle as it poured into her birth canal and intoxicated her womb, the burn of the sulfurous liquid making her squirt some of it out onto the floor
  53. >The bottle emptied, Anon re-purposed it as a plug, inserting the neck of the bottle and eventually getting it halfway in
  54. >Anon gave the bottom of the bottle a couple hard pushes to make sure it was tightly inserted and removed one more candle from the package
  55. >With all his might, Anon swung the hard wax candle against the side of the bottle, shattering it and driving some shards into the bottle and down into her pussy, some getting caught on her walls but most floating in the pool of wine flooding her womanhood
  56. >Ryouna was simply his pet at this point, unable to speak but confirming her pleasure by holding up two peace signs and twisting her face into inhuman shapes as she experienced an orgasm so intense that it shot out all the wine, glass, and consequent blood onto the coffee table
  57. >Anon ran a finger across the top of the coffee table and licked the fluid, smiling warmly at the taste of Ryouna and merlot
  58. >"Happy birthday, honey."
  59. >To the detriment of her sister's sanity, Ryouna explained the affair in detail the next day
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