Rough Night of Sex #2
With Kim Kardashian and Kylie Jenner
Written by TheLW
Codes: Bondage, Incest, Masturbating, Oral, Rough Play, Toys
Disclaimer: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only.
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It had been a few weeks since Jason's last visit to Kylie Jenner, and the satisfaction of inflicting pain and humiliation upon her still lingered in his mind. He relished in his power over her and his control over her emotions and actions. He sat there reminiscing over their last encounter, how he finally broke her and had her confessing that she was jealous of her older sister Kimberly.
Jason couldn’t help but get a sinister grin across his face as he planned his next visit with Kylie Jenner, he knew it would be even more humiliating for her and he couldn’t wait. Unbeknownst to Kylie, Jason had been surreptitiously capturing their every interaction on camera. He held a dark secret, possessing footage of her most depraved actions, and it was time to expose her to her sister Kim Kardashian in the most humiliating way possible.
A few hours later, Jason found himself at a discreet location, that he and Kim had agreed upon for their clandestine meeting. Moments later, the Keeping Up with the Kardashians star walked in, her expression curious and slightly apprehensive as she sat across from Jason.
Without a preamble, Jason pressed play on the screen before them. As the footage unfolded, Kim's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. The images depicted Kylie engaging in despicable sexual acts, with the man who was sitting a mere few feet away from her.
Kim gasped as she soon recognized her sister, unable to comprehend what she was witnessing. Jason watched on with a smug look of satisfaction, however, knowing his plan was about to come to fruition. Once the footage ended, a heavy silence briefly hung in the air. Kim turned to Jason, her voice barely above a whisper.
"What do you want?" she asked.
“Kim, it's simple," he begins to explain with determination in his voice. "I want you, and more than that, I need your help."
“Let me guess, this is the part where you threaten to blackmail me? You looking for a payout?”
"Oh Kim," he said with a laugh, “you have nothing to worry about. It's not what you think."
"I'm a little confused," she says, "if it's not about that, then what is this about?"
“Because, as you just witnessed in that captivating video,” he confidently proclaims, “your sister and I have quite the unique dynamic between us.”
For the next hour or so, Jason recounted everything to Kim, holding nothing back. He revealed Kylie's intense infatuation with Kim and how she had enlisted his help in fulfilling her desires for punishment and humiliation. He also shared his plan to take things even further and asked for Kim's assistance.
“Alright, I’m in,” Kim tells him “...let’s punish that slut of a sister of mine.”
** Later That Week **
Kylie Jenner received a text message from Jason, inviting her over for another one of their sex sessions, while not going into full detail, he did vaguely mention a surprise that would either bring her great joy or cause her regrets. Kylie was quick to reply, letting Jason know that she was indeed available and would head over to his place later in the evening.
A few hours later, Kylie found herself dressed to the nines, looking stunning, as she wore a black leather collar with the word “whore” bejewelled across it, a sexy black leather mini dress, leaving very little to the imagination, that she looked drop dead gorgeous in, alongside matching six-inch heels.
As Kylie arrived at Jason's place, her heart raced with anticipation for the surprise he had mentioned. She rang the doorbell, and Jason greeted her with a devilish grin, his eyes lingering on the collar around her neck. Without a word, he led her inside, where he would then attach a leash to the collar wrapped around her neck.
"Close your eyes," Jason whispered huskily into her ear, and Kylie complied, feeling both excitement and nervousness for what was to come.
Holding the leash that was attached to the collar Kylie was wearing, Jason led her down the hallway towards the living room, a room she was no stranger to. This time around though things would be so very much different, as Kylie would soon find out.
When Jason finally instructed her to open her eyes, Kylie gasped in absolute shock at what she saw before her. In the center of the room, sitting on Jason’s couch was none other than the woman Kylie looked up to more than anyone else, a woman that Kylie considered a goddess, her older sister Kim.
To say that Kylie was confused was an understatement, of all places, how could Kim possibly be here? Kylie ran scenarios through her head, she always thought she was doing a great job, of keeping her friends and family separated from her secret lover Jason.
Confused and overwhelmed, Kylie stared at Kim, not knowing how to react. “Jason, what’s going on, why is Kim here?” Kylie says turning her attention to her lover/master.
“Yeah, about that,” Kim starts to say “…surprise.”
“Kylie, look, I know how more than anything you want to be Kim Kardashian, or at the very least your sexual desires to be with her” Jason cuts in “…which is why I got a hold of Kim, why I told her how much you craved her, how you needed her.”
“Sis, I saw the videos, and yeah I was shocked by what I saw.” Kim added to the conversation at hand “…I mean Kylie you let this man spit on you, drag you across the room, and choke you.”
Hearing this, Kylie’s face started turning red, and she attempted to apologize to her older sister.
“It’s OK Kylie,” Kim tells her younger half-sister “…you don’t have to be ashamed, truthfully I liked what I saw in those videos.”
“You did?”
“Of course sis, I know it might be taboo to say, but truthfully I thought it was hot as fuck,” Kim reassures her “…that’s actually why I’m here.”
“It’s true,” Jason chirps in.
“Jason and I’ve been talking,” the reality TV star states matter-of-factly “We both agree that you serving our needs, is what would be best for you… and us.”
“I would, I would like that, more than anything in the world,” Kylie nervously says, as she works up the courage to speak “…You’ve no idea, how much I’ve dreamed of this.”
Jason smiles devilishly, taking the leash in his hand. "Well, it's a good thing we're all on the same page then," he says, leading Kylie towards Kim with their eyes locked on her.
Kim nods in agreement. "Kylie, I've seen you struggle with your identity for so long. And I've seen the happiness you've found through BDSM, and I've come to accept that. I want you to be true to yourself, and for us to be a part of that journey."
With that Jason hands the leash over to Kim, giving her control over her younger sister Kylie Jenner. Kim reached out grabbing it, she knew that at this moment everything would change.
Kim Kardashian would then turn her attention back to Kylie, a serious expression on her face.
"Are you ready for this, Kylie? Are you sure this is what you want?"
Kylie's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.
"Yes, Kim, I'm ready. I want this more than anything," she replied.
As Kim wrapped her hand around the leash, she felt a surge of emotions. She had always been protective of her little sister, but she knew that this was Kylie's choice, and she was willing to accept it.
Taking a deep breath, Kim ordered Kylie to her hands and knees. Kylie still somewhat shocked by everything that has transpired briefly hesitates for a moment, before complying. She had always looked up to Kim as a role model and now, she was about to submit herself to her sister's command.
"All right, Kylie," Kim said firmly. "You're going to do something for me now. You're going to obey me, and you're going to serve me just like you serve Jason."
Kylie nodded her head, after all, this was her chance to please her sister in a way she'd always dreamed of.
“Since you’re down there, on all fours, like a good little slut,” Kim tells her “…My boots look like they need to be cleaned, so why don’t you start licking.”
Kylie found herself in a unique position, granted not one she was unfamiliar with, but this was the first time she found herself on her hands and knees before her beloved sister. Shortly thereafter, Jason would crouch down next to her and grasp the back of Kylie's head. He forcefully directs her towards one of Kim's boots, insisting that she begin licking it. The leather material gleamed under the light, each stitch and buckle a testament to its quality. Kylie's tongue darted out tentatively, tasting the smooth surface before delving into the crevices and grooves of the boot her older sister was wearing.
Despite the shame and discomfort, there was also a strange thrill running through her body, arousing sensations that she couldn't quite understand or explain. It was a confusing mix of humiliation and pleasure, all wrapped up in this single act of submission to both Jason's and her sister’s desires.
Kylie kept running her tongue along her sister's boot as Kim raised it a couple of inches and ordered her to clean the grimy soles of her black leather footwear. Each lick left behind a trail of saliva, mixing with the grime and dust on the surface. Kylie obeyed without question, knowing that this was just one small part of their twisted game.
As Kylie continued to lap at Kim's boot, her mind wandered to what other depraved tasks she would be asked to do in this game of theirs. She could feel the dampness gathering between her legs, a direct result of her sister's dominance over her.
Kim watched on with a cunning grin. "You're doing a good job, my little slut," she sneered. "But don’t get too comfortable, that's not all you’ll have to do.” Kylie looked up, her eyes wide, as she finally caught Kim's gaze. "Wh-what else?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kim's grin only grew wider, her satisfaction radiating from her. "Well, my little pet," she purred, "I think it's time we moved on to something a bit more...thorough."
With that, she stood up and walked away, her heels clicking on the cold tile floor. Kylie's heart raced as she frantically waited for the next command, desperately needing the direction that Kim's mind would provide. Kylie's heart raced as Jason and Kim escorted her out of the current room and down a corridor. She followed her sister and the mastermind behind it all, entering a room that was unfamiliar to her.
As Kylie stepped into the dimly lit room, she was instantly struck by the sight before her. It was like a scene straight out of a BDSM fantasy, with whips and paddles adorning the walls like trophies. The glinting metal of nipple clamps caught her eye, almost daring her to reach out and touch them. In the center of the room stood a sex bench, complete with restraints and a bar spreader designed to keep a person's legs apart. In the corner, an inviting bed beckoned, its frame adorned with handcuffs and chains that dangled from the ceiling and floor. Kylie couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and apprehension as she took in the erotic atmosphere of the room.
"Strip," Kim commanded, her voice firm.
Kylie's hands slightly shook as she began to obey, slowly peeling off her clothes until she stood before Kim and Jason, naked and exposed, her breasts heaving with each laboured breath.
"Now," Kim murmured, her voice low and dangerous, "I want you to get on your knees and beg me."
Kylie’s mind was racing with possible scenarios, her sister's command left her no choice, doing as she was told, she sank to her knees, and began to plead.
"Please, Kim,” Kylie cried out “..."I'll do anything you ask. Just tell me what it is so I can make you happy.”
Jason smiled wickedly at the sight of Kylie's desperate plea, in that moment he knew he made the right decision to get in contact with Kim, to tell her about Kylie’s incesitist desires, her twisted need to look like her older sister the famous Kim Kardashian.
As Kylie begged on her knees, Kim stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Enough, Kylie," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "You've proven yourself worthy to serve our needs tonight."
Kylie felt a sense of relief wash over her, but she knew better than to celebrate too soon. Instead, she gasped, "What must I do for you, Kim?"
Kim smirked and gestured towards the sex bench. "Come," she said, "we have a little game planned for you, one that'll test your limits and satisfy our desires."
Kylie looked at the bench in front of her, knowing she had no other option but to follow their orders. She climbed onto the cold, hard surface, her nipples hardening at the chill of the metal on her flesh. Kim and Jason approached her, their eyes glinting with excitement.
"Now, Kylie," Kim whispered, her voice low and seductive, "...we want you to trust us, Kylie,"
"Do exactly as we say, and you'll be rewarded for your obedience." Jason chimed in.
Jason approached the bench, his hands sliding over Kylie's naked body as if memorizing each curve. He picked up a pair of nipple clamps from the wall and approached Kylie.
"Close your eyes," Kim instructed, her voice low and steady.
She trusted both Kim and Jason, doing as she was told, Kylie closed her eyes, just as Jason clamped them onto her sensitive nipples. A sharp pain shot through her body, but she didn't cry out.
"Kylie," Kim's voice echoed in the room, "we're going to tie you up. I want you to trust us and not fight it."
Kylie felt Jason and Kim secure her wrists and ankles to the restraints on the bench she was currently lying on. Kim and Jason moved around her, taking turns adjusting the tightness of the restraints until she was completely immobilized.
As Kylie lay there waiting, her mind wandered to the images that had been flashing through her thoughts since she entered the room. The whips and paddles, the nipple clamps, the handcuffs and chains—it was all so exhilarating. She had never felt this alive before, this wild and untamed.
"Good girl," Kim praised, running her fingers over Kylie's exposed skin.
She could smell the scent of their arousal, and it only fueled the anticipation of what was to come.
"Now, Kylie," Kim continued, her voice low and husky, "we're going to play a game. You're going to use your mouth, and we're going to use our toys. Do you understand?"
Kylie nodded her head as best she could. Suddenly, she felt a cool, smooth object being pressed against her inner thigh. She jumped at the sensation, her heart racing even faster.
"Open your eyes, Kylie," Kim commanded softly.
Kylie slowly opened her eyes, her heart pounding in her chest as she caught Kim's gaze. The object in question was a vibrator, its tip glowing with an eerie blue light. As Kylie watched, Kim turned the vibrator on and pressed it against her pussy, letting the buzzing sound fill the room. Kylie's breath caught in her throat, her body tensing at the sensation.
"Now, Kylie," Kim said, her eyes gleaming with mischief, "I want you to spread your legs wider and lift your hips. Show me that you're ready to submit to our desires."
Without a moment of hesitation, Kylie bit her lip, she couldn't believe where her life had led her, but her deepest fantasy was coming true, her older sister Kim was using her for her pleasure, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Kylie complied, her legs trembling as she opened up to Kim's command. Her pussy glistened with wetness, arousal coursing through her veins as she lifted her hips, her body completely at the mercy of her sister.
"Please, Kim," Kylie pleaded, "use the vibrator on me. I want to feel it inside me."
With a devilish grin, Kim took the vibrator and ran it along Kylie's inner thigh, before pressing the vibrator against Kylie's clit, Kylie gasped, her whole body arching against the restraints as the vibrations took hold of her. She could feel her climax building, the desire for release overwhelming her with every thrust of the vibrator. As Jason stood off to the side, watching intently as he stroked his erect cock.
"That's it, let go," Kim whispered.
Kylie could do nothing, as her body started shaking with the intensity of the orgasm building inside her. As her climax peaked, She arched her back and moaned, as she submitted to the orgasm her older sister just gave her.
"Good girl," Kim purred, her voice full of enjoyment. "Now, let's see if we can take things to the next level."
With a flick of her wrist, Kim placed the vibrator to the side and reached for something else from the wall. Kylie's heart skipped a beat as she recognized the object: a riding crop from the wall, its sleek silver surface gleaming in the dim light, she could tell it was a powerful implement.
"Jason, you'll hold her in place," Kim commanded, her voice still gentle yet firm. "I'll take care of the rest."
Jason nodded, stepping forward to secure Kylie's legs with the spreader bar, the cool metal pressing against her inner thighs and spreading them wide.
"Now, Kylie," Kim whispered, her voice low and seductive. "I want you to be a good girl and take whatever I give you.
Kylie looked at Kim's beautiful face, she knew that this was her chance to live out her deepest desires.
"I promise."
Kylie trusted her sister, she trusted that whatever they had planned, it was all part of a twisted game. She was ready to give in to her desires, to fulfill her deepest fantasies. With a flick of her wrist, Kim raised the riding crop high above Kylie's head, the leather swishing through the air before it was brought down hard across the younger Jenner’s bare ass, the sting causing Kylie to wince in pain.
Kim Kardashian would repeat the process, bringing the sex toy down over Kylie’s round and plump ass and lower back, leaving welts across it with each lash of the riding crop connecting with her skin. Kylie gritted her teeth, she knew she was in pain, but she also knew that this was what she wanted. She had wanted to be dominated, to be taken to the brink of pleasure and pain. And now, her sister was doing just that, giving her exactly what she had always craved.
"You are learning your place, dear sister," Kim instructed her voice even sexier after each strike. Suddenly, Kim stopped, her hand resting on Kylie's ass as she took a moment to catch her breath.
Kylie braced herself as she felt Kim's hands trail along her body, her nipples were tingling as the cold metal nipple clamps that were attached to her were suddenly ripped off of her breasts, causing her to shriek out in pain. As this was happening, Jason moved closer towards the young woman strapped onto the sex bench. With one hand, he grabs the back of Kylie’s head, holding it in place as he inserts his rock-hard cock into her awaiting mouth.
"Now, Kylie," Kim tells her sister, using a sultry voice. “You’re going to let Jason here have his way with you. After all, I’ve seen the videos, I know for a fact, he’s done a lot worse to you.”
Kylie let out a muffled moan, as Jason’s thrusts became more aggressive. Kim smirked, as she stood there watching as her sister's lips wrapped around his cock, bobbing obligingly. Jason would show no signs of relenting, his hips pistoning wildly back and forth as he slid in and out of Kylie's mouth. While this was happening, Kim undid one of the restraints around Kylie’s right wrist.
"Good girl," Kim said with a devilish grin, "I want you to reach down and touch yourself."
Kylie’s body started tensing up, as she reached down, her fingers trembling as they made contact with her bare flesh.
"That's it," Kim whispered, watching in satisfaction as Kylie's fingers began to move, touching her dripping wet pussy. Kylie moaned softly, her eyes locked on Kim's as she continued to touch herself, her fingers dipping in and out of her wet snatch, matching the rhythm of Jason's thrusts, as he continued to use her oral hole for his pleasure.
As this was happening, Kim walked over to a nearby shelf, grabbing a couple of candles and lighting them. After all, if her younger sister wanted to be a little pain slut, she was going to make sure Kylie felt the pain of hot candle wax. Jason pulled Kylie's head back roughly, her lips engulfing his entire length as he continued to thrust into her mouth. Her eyes were wide and wild as she looked up at him, her lips wrapped around his shaft, her fingers still moving between her legs.
As the candles still burned, Kim made her way back to her younger sister, that of course being Kylie Jenner, and completely removed the restraints from her limbs. Seeing what Kim Kardashian had in mind, Jason pulled out of Kylie’s now well-fucked mouth. Kylie Jenner was ordered to turn around, doing so, Kylie noticed the lit candles for the first time, as Kim made her way to her younger sister. Kim approached the younger Jenner sister, her eyes burning with desire, as she slowly traced the candle along Kylie's thighs, watching as the wax dripped and sizzled on her soft skin. Kylie winced and moaned, with each drop of hot wax that landed on her, as Kim made her way up to Kylie’s breasts coding her sensitive nipples in melted candle wax.
Kylie could barely stand it as the wax burned on her skin, leaving behind red marks that stood out against her skin complexion. The pain was nothing compared to the intense pleasure that flooded her body.
"Please," she begged Kim, her voice shaking. "I need more."
Kim stepped back, giving Kylie a moment to catch her breath. She had never felt so alive, so alive, and so completely under someone else's control.
To Be Continued[/font][/size]
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