LUAN

Luan had noticed a change in Lincoln's usually schedule. In his free time, he was usually playing video games, reading comics, or helping a sister out with something. It seemed that lately, however, he was focusing on bulking up. At least, as much as an 11 year-old could. Borrowing Lynn's weights (with the sporty sister being ecstatic at helping her brother out in this manner), he had made noticeable progress. In a few months, Lincoln wasn't the same scrawny dork of a brother, instead he was actually kind of toned! She had to wonder just why he did it. Was there some girl he had his eye on? That had to have been it!

Of course, Luan wasn't aware that it was she that Lincoln had his eye on. And he was going to have what he wanted, one way or the other...It was soon that he was able to put his plan into action. Luna had gone to a concert and was going to stay over at one of her friend's house. It was the perfect time to strike. As Luan snoozed in her bed, Lincoln entered the room silently. Closing the door behind him and locking it. Luan stirred, but didn't wake up. Good. Lincoln slinked over, turning the camera that usually records Luan's sleeping habits off. He took off one of his socks, and then quickly leapt onto Luan. "Ahh! What the-" Before she could utter another word, the sock was practically stuffed down her throat. Lincoln pinned her arms on either side of her head by the wrists. She tried to struggle, but wasn't nearly strong enough.

"Shhh..." He whispered. "Don't try and struggle. It'll be over soon enough." Lincoln got some of Luan's handcuffs that he stole earlier that day, restraining her to the bed. "You look kind of hot all tied up like this..."

What was going on!? What was he saying?! This had to be some sort of joke, right? Some sort of sick prank! "Mppph! Mpph!" Luan, in vain, tried to speak through the sock, and was met only with a harsh slap across the face.

Luan looked up tearfully at her brother, looking down at her with a stoic rage. "Stop. Don't even try to talk." Lincoln stared down at Luan, who started to sob through the sock. He straddled her legs, which were practically knocking together, she was shaking so bad. He lifted up her pajama top a bit, just enough to reveal her panties. "Let's see what's behind door number one." He tugged them down roughly, exposing his sister's cunt.

It was only at that point that it really hit Luan what was going to happen, what her little brother was going to do to her. Her arms, her legs, her mouth, all useless. There was nothing she could do to struggle against him. She stiffened as Lincoln started to prod at her vagina with the tips of his fingers, testing the waters as it were. "Mmmph..." She couldn't help but try to say SOMETHING to get him to notice her, to take this gag out!

Lincoln ignored his sister. He'd have his fun with her as he pleased. He had all the time in the world, after all. He started to slowly insert his fingers into her, feeling the inner walls of her most vulnerable area. "Huh...So that's what it feels like..." He plunged his fingers in deeper, noticing how the walls started to tighten, a moist feeling enveloping Lincoln's fingers. "I did a bit of research earlier...this means you're getting turned on, right?"

Luan shook her head wildly. No, no, no! This was all wrong! She couldn't be getting turned on like this! This was wrong! Sick and wrong! "MMMPPHHH!" She tried yelling, only for it to slip into a moan as Lincoln started to pinch and rub at her clitoris. It seemed he had looked up about that too. She felt herself getting wetter and wetter, as Lincoln casually explored her moist cave, her moans muffled in the midst of her sobs.

Eventually, Lincoln stopped. Luan felt a weight lift from her legs. She was too scared to look, but after a few moments of silence, she did. She saw Lincoln just having gotten undressed. His dick was fully erect, and Luan cringed as she noticed that, for his age, it was massive...

He sat upon her legs again, the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance. "God, you are soaked down there...You must REALLY want this." Luan shook her head violently, causing Lincoln to sneer and deliver a nasty punch to her gut. This caused her to cough violently into her gag, her body scrunching up in pain. Lincoln forced her to unfold her body, then rammed himself into his sister, causing her to scream against her gag in pain. Blood and natural lube leaked around Lincoln's cock and onto the bed. "F-Fuck, that's tighter than I was expecting..."

Luan started to cry hysterically as her little brother started to thrust into her. Over and over their hips collided as jolts of intense pain and, worse of all, pleasure coursing through her body. She couldn't take this! She needed help! Why was he DOING THIS?! Her thoughts were interrupted as Lincoln's surprisingly strong hands gripped her throat, starting to squeeze. Luan muffled and struggled against this as he continued to viciously rape her, now cutting her air off. "M-Mpph...Mpph!"

Lincoln shushed her as he kept squeezing, waiting until her face went pale before easing up. He was panting heavily, waves of pleasure and power going across his body. As soon as Luan seemed to be getting her breath back again, he applied pressure on her throat again. He kept this process up over and over until, with a heavy grunt, he came deep inside his older sister. He pulled out, chuckling. "Man...What a ride..." He commented. He went over to a box of tissues on the nearby dresser, starting to clean the mess. As he did, he spoke to Luan. "Now, don't tell people about this. No one will believe you anyway. If you even try, I will make sure tonight seems like a pleasant dream in comparison, okay?" Luan, too terrified to even think of arguing, mutely nodded. As soon as everything was clean, Lincoln undid her restraints and left, as the shaking, violated Luan sobbed in her bed.

A week later, Luan was found dead in the bathroom, her wrists split open. Lincoln found the body first...and the note. The one describing the events of that night. The note with the story she had been too afraid to say out loud. After the chaos of finding his sibling dead, he burned the evidence of his crime. It had felt SO good...