My Sister is a Vampire!

They removed all his clothing, from head to toe he was held naked and ashamed. Hands gripped each of Steven's limbs to hold him in place. Four people held his feet to the ground, and two others held his arms.

Steven's breath became heavy and he was sweating profusely. He struggled to escape again, but he knew it was hopeless.

Robin stepped forward towards him as if to hug him. She put out her hands and wrapped them around his waist. Her head rested on his shoulder. He could feel her breath on the back of his neck. The cold leather which covered her breasts touched his beating chest. He felt the steel buttons run down his stomach, each its own pinpoint of coldness.

"I'm sorry." Robin whispered into his ear, then tilted her head and opened her mouth.

The pearly white teeth pushed firmly against his skin and without much resistance, punctured through. Steven's eyes shot open, his mouth clinched together like a clamp, and his back arched forward. The nameless hands held his body in place as he struggled ferociously to escape.

Robin removed her fangs from his wounded body and stepped back.

Deep red blood streamed across Steven's shoulders, and down his naked back. It dripped to the floor and accumulated into puddles.

It felt as if the life had be sucked from him, he was now sleepy and lazy. He could barely stand up. If it wasn't for the arms gripping him, he felt he would hit the floor with one big thud.

He tried to keep his head up to look his sister in the eyes, but he couldn't. He didn't have enough strength. His head flopped down. He could now see the blood on his chest and stomach and watched each drop drip down to the edge of his limp penis.

Chapter Five

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A fellow cloak offered Robin a white towel. She grabbed it and approached her younger brother.

"Almost done." Robin said calmly. She lowered to her knees and looked up into his eyes as his head lay low. Steven could barely keep his eye's open and showed no acknowledgment to her statement.

She grabbed the white tower and put it to his legs and started whipping away the blood. The towel quickly turned a different shade.

"Who are... you? why wou-" He couldn't gather enough strength to finish his sentence.

"It's kind of a silly question." she said cheerily as she continued to scrub the blood from his legs. She got higher up the leg and the scrubbing turned into more of a rubbing.

Steven noticed the change in attitude. Her harshness turned into sorrow. The blood he had left in him slowly moved to the place that mattered most. The hands that gripped him became looser and warm.

Robin continued to massage his upper thighs and then reached around to the back. He face came dangerously close to his penis which she notice was growing and growing.

He felt her breath blow against his cock as she continued to reach around and rub off the blood on the back of his thighs harder and harder. She began to pant slightly, although Steven was sure there was no more blood to be rubbed off.

She leaned forward more as if she couldn't reach the whole way, and her cheek grazed the tip of his swelling penis. Pre-cum stuck to her cheek like glue.

Steven tried to resist it but it kept growing. How could this be happening in front of a dozen people he has never seen. Their faces shadowed under their cloak like ghosts.

From behind a cold hand touched his butt and pushed his hips forward. His cock was thrusted harder against Robin's face. He pushed back in the opposite direction and the hand let him. Robin turned her face towards her brothers virgin penis then waved the hand to come back.

The cold hand attacked again and pushed his ass forwards. He reopened his heavy eyes just in time to see his penis enter Robin's mouth. The redness of her lip stick quickly blended with the redness of the blood as she "cleaned" the blood off with her mouth.

Steven pretended to struggle slightly, he wished it was a real effort, but he couldn't gather strength. And oddly enough, despite this odd situation, it felt damn good.

Robin continued to bob her head in and out just like she had that summer in the lake. Steven's penis slowly became fully erect in her mouth. His penis slid between her two vampire-like fangs, he could feel them on either side.

Robin started getting into this "oral presentation." She grabbed his ass cheeks from behind and squeezed him as she thrusted his hips towards her. Steven's cock went deep into her throat. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she gagged on the meat.

He pulled out slightly as if to let her catch her breath, but she wouldn't allow it. She followed and stuck it deep down her throat again. The wet feeling of her saliva and the tightness of her throat was too much to handle. Steven's cum began to flow out into the back of her throat.

She began gagging and this time she pulled away and fell from her knees onto her bum. Spit and cum dripped out of her mouth as she sat coughing ferociously.

Steven raised his head in concern as to what was going on and saw Robin starting to get back on her feet. She whipped her face leather glove and pushed back her hair. Steven was staring at her face with mixed emotions of confusion, fear, and excitement.

Robin quickly stepped towards Steven and with two small paces, her left arm was around his neck chocking him.

"You like that? The feeling of the fangs in my mouth?" Robin asked as one arm squeezed tighter and tighter around his neck. His face began to go red. "Oh you want this too?"

Robin looked down. He other hand grabbing her brother's now semi-limp penis. She forced it against her black panties. "You've made me all wet."

She pulled away the strip of black panty that covered her vagina and attempted to shove the limp meat into herself.

"You want to fuck a vampire? You want your vampire sister?"

Steven had no response. Steven could feel nothing. Everything around him was slowly beginning to fade away into blackness. His eyes began to close, which queued Robin to let go.

The six other people which had been holding his arms and legs also let go causing Steven to collapse forward into his big sister's arms. She did not prepare for the weight of his entire body falling on him, and the both crashed onto the marble floor.

The black figures that still surrounded them in a circle did nothing to break the fall of the siblings. They just watched and waited for the next command.

Chapter Six

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Robin laughed on her back as she lay on the hard marble floor. Her younger brother still on top of her semi-awake. She was laughing at the fact that his cock was still inside of her. The true meaning of "attached at the hip."

She pushed his seemingly-lifeless body off her chest and onto the red marble floor. She got up and straddled over him.

"Wake up, it was just a dream." Robin said. Her face just inches from his. She kissed his mouth without response and preceded to finish the task she started while they were standing.

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Steven emerged from the darkness and saw his sister Robin rearranging herself over his soft penis. With one hand, she was holding her panties to one side, and with the other, she was tugging his cock trying to make it hard again.

Robin noticed Steven had awoken again from unconsciousness and locked eyes with him. Without saying a word, she dropped his cock and raised both hands to her leather corset.

The buttons popped open in relief. Robin pushed the corset down under her beautiful breasts that Steven had been wanting to see since she was going through puberty. They were full and round. Her nipples were erect, they stuck out sharply and casted a shadow. They were there to pinch and kiss - squeeze and suck. Her breasts were offered to him on a plate... but he couldn't muster the strength to sit up and hold them.

She redirected her attention back to her panties, and started dancing slowly on top of Steven. She rubbed her soaking privates over his penis gracefully as he continued to stare into his eyes. Slowly, but surely, he became horny for her again.

Robin stopped the lap dance and got into position. One hand holding the half-erect penis and the other holding the panties. She raised her pussy over the tip of his cock and slowly lowered herself downwards.

The head of his cock punctured through her lips. Then the rest followed.

Her graceful motion quickly turned into a fast, hip-thrusting, movement. Her eyes locked to Steven's the entire time.

The clocked figures around him started chanting an unknown language just as they had when Steven entered this chamber. Faster and faster she fucked him. Faster and faster they chanted. Harder and harder he got.

The thud of her whole ass cheeks ands Stevens hollow hips even dwarfed the chants. Her breasts bounces up and down in a blurry motion. Her hair swirled across her face.

Suddenly, Robin stopped and started rubbing her pussy as juices flowed out onto Steven's chest and face. Robin was a squirter, Steven noted.

Robin screamed in pleasure. Her fangs fully visible to him. She lowered back down onto his penis and leaned forward, now laying on top of him in her own squirt juices. The only difference is that now he was doing most of the fucking.

"Aghh" Steven let out of moan as he came into his vampire sister's dripping pussy lips; still fucking her as he came. The chant around them got louder and louder and the cum continued to drip from his penis.

"Good night," Robin said as she bit into his neck with her fangs. This time, on the other side. The bite was deeper this time, Steven could feel it.

The chanting stopped suddenly as they ritual finished. The followers moved in closer and watched as she drained blood from his neck. They smirked and laughed as Steven fell into a deep sleep. Robin put one hand onto his bare chest and felt this heart slow. Each beat took longer than the last. Until, eventually, there were no more.

Robin got up off her brother's body and readjuster her panties and corset. She looked around at the faces of those who stood there. They were all quiet, perhaps not realizing what had just taken place in front of them.

They had done this to trespassers before, sure. It wasn't uncommon to do this once a month. But never, in the four years their clan had existed had they killed a family member.

"Remove him..." Robin said quietly. Not yet realizing which repercussions she may face in the future from her followers, her family, and most frightening, their leader.

The black figures removed their hoods. All eighteen girls in the room looked at Robin in disapproval. They certainly would not clean up her mess on this night.