Chapter 3

Ururu, despite not being under the effects of the hypnotizing gun, readily obeyed. Awkwardly, at first, she wrapped her arms around the other girl and chastely kissed her on the mouth.

But Karin was not so reserved, and she hungrily attacked back, her tongue invading the recesses of Ururu's mouth and stealing for herself as much of her master's semen as she could.

In her normal state of mind, Karin would have been disgusted by the overpowering, salty taste, but under the hypnotic effects of the gun it was the most delicious thing she had ever sampled, and Karin as she presently was could not imagine deriving nourishment from anything less than her big brother's seed.

Ururu was quickly overpowered by the more athletic, hypnotized Karin, and she soon found herself on her back. She moaned as the dark-haired Kurosaki daughter reached a hand under her shirt and started toying with her small breasts, squeezing and rubbing and pinching her nipples.

By that point all of the semen had long since been swallowed or forgotten, and now Karin was molesting Ururu solely for the sake of molesting Ururu... well, that and pleasing her master.

Ichigo, for his part, was starting to get hard again from the sights (the skirt of Karin's school uniform was riding high on her bottom and her thin, white cotton panties were soaked through to the point of near transparency), the sounds (Ururu had a wide range of squeaks and yelps, and her girlish moans were gasoline to Ichigo's fire), but most of all the sense of power.

It was intoxicating to him, holding so much control over someone's actions, and he got a slight head rush when he told Karin to flip Ururu's dress up and pull down her panties and she then actually did as he ordered.

Ichigo's penis twinged pleasantly at the sight of Ururu's now exposed pussy, the lips of which Karin had taken the liberty of spreading with her index and middle fingers.

"Does this please you, master?" she asked him, "Do your loins stir at the thought of plunging deep into this girl, of debasing her and turning her into nothing more than a tool for your pleasure?"

Ururu whimpered longingly at that moment, as if to punctuate Karin's remark, and Ichigo groaned, his erection flying at full mast once more.

"It does..." he said, jerking himself off as Karin then proceeded to flip up her own skirt and lower her panties, bending over and spreading her buttcheeks, presenting her anus.

"Do you wish to defile us in every way, master?" she asked, panting slightly as juices dripped from her burning, aching pussy. "To fill our every hole with your seed and claim us as your own?"

"I do..." Ichigo groaned huskily, before standing up, no longer satisfied with his own hands. "... and I will."

"Then take us, master," she said, "Use our bodies however you see fit, for as long as amuses you, and use that tool to claim even more as your loyal servants, if you so wish, even though none could ever be more devoted to you than I am."

And Ururu whimpered.

"Maybe I will do that..." Ichigo murmured, "...later. But for now... you two are enough."

He walked forward slowly, his member erect. He grabbed Karin by her hips, leaning against her and pressing the tip of his penis against the entrance of her anus.

"Ahn..." Karin moaned, grinding her backside against her brother's erection. "So you wish to take me there, master...? To tear up my ass with your dick?"

"Yeah..." said Ichigo. "It's too nice to ignore... so firm and tight..."

He grunted as he pushed the tip of his penis in, eliciting an exquisite moan from his sister.

"Master..." she moaned, flushed and panting as she pressed her ass against his hips, gradually forcing his length inside of her.

"You're a dirty girl, Karin," Ichigo told her, grunting as he felt the walls of his sister's anus stretching as best they could to accommodate his formidable girth. "Even before this... always wearing shorts... constantly bending over... to tie your shoes... or pick something up... teasing me... with that tight little ass... You've always wanted this... haven't you..." he panted as he started thrusting in and out of her.

"But of course," Karin replied with a moan, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as Ichigo plowed her ass. "How could I ever not desire you, master?"

Ichigo groaned as he felt his sister's ass suddenly clench. Unable to hold it any longer, he came inside of her, filling her ass with his thick seed.

He pulled out with a sticky, squelching noise, and Karin collapsed bonelessly to the floor, completely spent. She had a euphoric expression on her face, and her eyes seemed a little clearer now.

"Ah...haha..." Karin murmured. "I am such a filthy girl... coming just from having master inside my ass... how shameful... how delightfully shameful..."

She then smiled when she looked up and saw that Ichigo was still erect.

"You aren't done..." she said, "Yet I fear that my body is too weak for you, master... for I cannot even lift my head, now... but if you still wish to use my body, master..."

"Nah," Ichigo muttered. "Take a break. You earned it."

Karin smiled, looking up at him worshipfully.

"Master is too kind..." she whispered, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "...truly, you are the only master I could ever want..."

"..." Ichigo sweatdropped at this comment, before shaking his head and turning his attention to Ururu, who was moaning and touching herself, having completely disrobed at some point while Ichigo and Karin were fucking. He grew harder, if that were possible, at the sight of the girl's hairless, virgin pussy, and decided then and there to take her as well.

Kneeling down over Ururu, who was lying on her back, he lined himself up with her entrance. She looked him in the eye, blushing.

"Do you..." Ichigo started awkwardly.

"Yes," Ururu said quietly, smiling softly as she wrapped her small arms around him. "Go ahead... master..." she told him shyly.

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