The Witch (2)

"How have you been, little sister?" A strong looking young man stepped out of the darkness. He scanned through her entire body with his silver eyes.

"El… elder brother." Her whole body stiffened. She subconsciously took a step back.

But before she could take another step, a pressure locked onto her body- rendering her unable to move an inch. There was no way a non circler like her could stand up against a level 3 circler.

He pushed her to the ground. And sat down, locking both of her legs with his knees.

"Bro… brother! Wha… what are you… doing?" She barely uttered those words. She was terrified.

"Isn't that obvious?" An evil smile appeared on his face.

*Riiiiip*

He tore her clothes apart, baring out her budding but beautiful smooth breasts.

"Noooooo!" She cried.

"I am playing with my little sister." He used his big hands to fondle her small mounds.