I step forward, my heavy boots crushing the dry pine needles. Leah doesn't move. I reach down, my leather-clad fingers tangling deep into her short bob. I haul upward. Her neck arches back with a sharp, pained gasp, but she doesn't resist.
I force her forward until she is braced on her hands and knees, her athletic ass thrust high into the cool morning air.
[POV: Leah]
The pain in my scalp is hot, grounding. He's so big, his shadow swallows me. If I take this, if I let him use me like meat, Airi lives. My pussy is throbbing, terrified, leaking—I want to scream but I only want to please him so he doesn't kill us.
"Look at her, Airi," I rumble.
I free my cock from my trousers and step into the space between Leah's spread knees. I bury myself hilt-deep in one sudden, punishing thrust. Leah's world shatters in a single, high-pitched wail. I grip her hair tighter, anchoring her as I begin a brutal, rhythmic assault.
"Kneel, Airi," I command. "Spread yourself. Get ready. You're watching the price of your sister's life, and you're going to be the one to catch what's left of her."
[POV: Airi]
He's splitting her open. I can hear the sound of it—the wet slap. I'm next. I have to be ready. My knees are raw from the gravel but I don't care. I want to hide but his eyes are like iron.
Airi shuffles forward on her knees until she is directly beside Leah's twitching flank. With a frantic jerk, she pulls her knees as wide as they will go, her pale, tender skin fully exposed to the morning light. Her breathing is a series of shallow, broken sobs.
I drive into Leah with a final, punishing surge. Her scream is a raw, broken thing that tears through the quiet of the pines. I flood her to the hilt, then yank myself free with a wet, heavy schluck. Seed and fluids string out to paint her inner thighs as she slumps into the dirt.
"Your turn, Airi," I rumble.
I reach out and jerk her forward. Airi's spine snaps into a frantic arch as I bury myself to the hilt. She is so much smaller than Leah, her body struggling to contain the sheer scale of the intrusion. I begin a slow, punishing grind. Beside us, Leah stirs, watching with the hollow stare of a servant who has already seen the end of the world.
I accelerate the pace. Airi's head thrashes from side to side, her ponytail coming loose as she whimpers. I drive into her with relentless, hammering speed.
[POV: Airi]
Everything is white heat; I'm breaking; he's too big; it's tearing me apart but I can't stop; I have to take it; I'm his; please... please let me live.
I flood her to the brink until she is nothing but a vessel for my claim. I pull back slowly, watching my fluids coat her inner thighs.
"You," I rumble to Leah. "Clean us. Use your tongue. Clean your Master, and clean the shadow I've left in your sister."
Leah moves with a mechanical efficiency, lapping the mingled fluids from my groin and then moving to the slick, reddened folds of Airi's pussy. I rest my hand on the back of her head, watching her serve while Airi lies limp.