Thread: Living on a Thin Line (Novocaine & Sweetnothings) [Incest, Enslavement, Futa]

To Jacqueline, these were like oil and water. Not that she and her sister had been seeing a lot of each other but their relationship had never been strained. The status quo was upheld as long as Joscelyn stayed on her side of the fence - being mommy and daddys pride and joy. But now that she had stepped inside Jacqueline's world, things changed. Running her eyes up and down, seizing her little sister up. Never had she seen her dress in anything that showed off her splendid figure until now. The young girl was in distress at being found out, Jacqueline arched her brow and snorted at the idea of telling 'mommy and daddy'. Sighing deeply, the older sister relinquished her harsh exterior and walked over to her sibling. Wrapping her arms around her back and pulled her close, her seductive musky perfume mixed with Joscelyn's scent. She could feel the young girl's heart beating as their bodies pressed against each other. Shush, I don't wanna hear any more talk about our parents. Gone was the harsh tone of her voice. She pulled away, grasping her sister's slender naked shoulders and locked her gaze. You'll have to find other ways to have fun. This place is not for you, it's not safe. I mean it. People at these kinds of parties were looking for one thing, to have a good time. The problem was that some's version of fun included subjecting others to their evil ways. Jacqueline knew this well, for she shared that mentality. The music outside died out as a song came to end and for a second Jacqueline felt an irresistible urge to taste those lush lips. Without warning she leaned in and gave her sister a kiss. A whirlpool seemed to brew from her very core. Just as the music started again she broke loose. Her expression was a mirthful one, the kiss was indeed outside the zone of what siblings ought to do to one another but Jacqueline dismissed such thoughts. Come, I'll get you home. This is not up for debate. Jacqueline was a master of thinly veiling her threats, and had even less problems with enforcing them. There was also the issue that she had physically assaulted Wilhelm, this wasn't high school anymore, a man in his position had much to lose if he didn't save face. If he was clever, he wouldn't start any shit in such a public place - they both only stood to lose from that. Placing a firm hand on Joscelyn's slender back, Jacqueline ushered her out of the washing room. A small crowd had gathered outside but thankfully Wilhelm wasn't in it. Unfortunately two of his goons were. Now blocking their path with arms folded, Jacqueline wondered if the two of them together could scrape up a three digit IQ score. Move or I'll make you jump. Jacqueline was in no mood for standoffs, no man liked being emasculated by a smaller girl and there was a limit to what one was willing to take. Pulling Joscelyn behind her she took a step forward and stared them with eyes intent to fight if need be. Moments passed, Jacqueline wasn't sure how long. Fortunately they took a step aside, narrowly letting the two girls pass. It irked her, being treated like this. But tonight things were different. She postponed her revenge. Whether Joscelyn came willingly or not didn't matter, the older sister tugged harshly at her wrist and steered her towards her car. Gently shoving the young girl to the passenger seat. Get in.