Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 873: Big sis Tengliu

"Froossssttt." Khione cooed her lover’s name, images of him in his suit, standing there all sexy and smouldering her way. That tingle that spread whenever he touched her resurged with a vengeance and that image of his started to lose its clothes, one by one in a teasing manner.

Her right hand started to worm its way down her body, finding purchase on her most sacred area. "Ahhnnn" She moaned as she played with her pink pebble, stroking it faster and with more intensity, feeling something inside her starting to build.

"Fucckkk!" Her movements got faster and more aggressive as the seconds ticked by and the moment Frost’s last item of clothing was pried off, revealing that monstrous python of his she upped the ante. Two of her thick muscular fingers broke down the hallowed gates, piercing as deep as they could go, sending a powerful jolt through her system and a small jet of liquid running down her hand.

Khione thus began an intense session of self-love, desperately trying to relieve the sexual desire that had been built up because of her daring lover.

She lost count of the number of times she came, her sheets drenched by her female juices yet still she felt unsatisfied, as though her regular (intense) methods were no longer enough.

Her body was spasming, her ass high in the air as the fingers on both hands dug deep, stretching her tight canal to the point that she even felt a little bit of pain but still something was missing. Frost’s touch was deeper, had more impact and that weapon of his...her fingers just couldn’t compare to that monstrosity.

Torn by the lack of relief she ended up trying something new, something Frost had unlocked within her.

Slap!

"Mmhm." Khione pulled out her right hand, stretched behind her back and landed a fierce slap on her quivering cheeks. The pain was minuscule, far too soft but she definitely felt something.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Seeing a blaring light at the end of the tunnel and given that this was her own bedroom she didn’t hold back anymore. With a frightening brutality she brought down her hand with such force that the bed shook, and a bright crimson handprint formed atop her cheek.

The first real blow had her cumming like a firehose while by the fifth she was practically ascending into the clouds. Her smile warping to an obscene level, her entire body shivering from the pleasure. Her limbs turned to jelly, and she collapsed on the bedspread, almost catatonic from the sheer bliss she was feeling.

’.....I’m such a god damn pervert.’ Khione really couldn’t believe she had such a kink and that she’d react so strongly from it.....it did feel reeeaaalllly good though, probably the 3rd best release of her life. The first being her actual first, her mind literally went blank the first time she found her button and the 2nd coming very close to this one happened yesterday after Frost brought this dark fetish to light. She longed to be treated like that again, dominated and struck by his skilled palms.

For now however she’d need to make do with her own experimental touch, something she wasn’t all that adverse to trying.

Once the last of her quivering ceased she rolled over and pointed her bare ass towards the large standing mirror. Her beautiful chocolate skin was now crimson and radiating no small amount of heat, her cheeks were sensitive to the touch, sore and raw as though someone went to town on her – which she did.

"Fuck!" She painfully cursed as the elation dwindled leaving only pain and discomfort.

’That bastard’s ruined me.’ She 100% blamed Frost for this, if he hadn’t come into her life she would have remained ignorant of this shame and would still be capable of getting her rocks off normally.

"Little Nene I heard you went on a date~" Unexpectedly and with possibly some of the worst timing ever Khione heard a sonorous voice from behind her bedroom doors.

’NO!!!’ She screamed internally as all colour drained from her face and an eery chill ran down her spine. A single millisecond later she tossed her duvet and scampered underneath, hiding the marks she left on her ass and did her best to quickly calm her erratic breathing, still in in aftereffects of her most recent orgasm.

She’d never moved so quickly in her entire life and a good thing she did because the person on the other side of the door didn’t care for knocking nor her privacy.

With a loud thud the bedroom doors swung open revealing a young looking woman who shared a lot of Freyja’s traits.

Her skin was a little darker than Khione’s and she didn’t have her massive frame, standing at only 1.7m tall but the resemblance was obvious.

"Heheheh little Nene dish, dish, dish tell your big sister all about your date, I want to know everything~" This woman who shared a similar appearance to Khione and had a body like her mother was Tengliu, Khione’s blood sister, and Freyja and Shivali’s firstborn.

"Tengliu!" Khione’s voice escaped from behind the duvet, her anger threatening to boil over. The only member of her family other than Freyja who had the guts to just walk right on into her bedroom without so much as a knock was Tengliu.

The woman continued to be rude, ignoring her younger sister’s complaint and obvious dissatisfaction she strolled on in making a beeline straight for the bed where Khione was hiding.

"Hmm." After a few steps however a certain smell assailed her nostrils, a smell she knew all too well given her own extensive experience. Her nose scrunched up, and a wild, playful smile formed on her vibrant red lips.

"Hoooooo no wonder you’re so feisty, did I perhaps walk in on a session of selflove little Nene." With her natural urge to tease as a big sister Tengliu dashed to the side of the bed and tore off the duvet revealing Khione’s naked body covered in sweat and the literally drenched sheets beneath. The intensity of the carnal aroma went up by a factor of a hundred when there was no longer anything to contain it. The stench had so much impact on her senses that Tengliu found herself rapidly blinking her eyes in befuddlement and felt a growing urge in her nethers.

"GOD DAMMIT KHIONE! Did you repress yourself for a year or something." It smelled and looked like an all-female orgy happened given the extent of the stains and how wet the sheets were. Tengliu couldn’t help but feel jealous.

"Tengliu you bitch! Get out!" Khione’s only reaction from having her shame so openly revealed was wrath, her go to whenever something happened that she didn’t like. She wrenched back her duvet, hiding the evidence before using all her strength to launch one of the nearby pillows at her big sister’s face.

Unfortunately the target of her outburst just happened to be Tengliu, her blood sister and the only person other than her mother that didn’t respond the way everyone else did.

The moment that soft pillow struck Tengliu’s face with the force akin to a cannon the surrounding air shifted. She didn’t move back a single inch, her strength clearly being fairly high given who the attacker was. When the pillow fell back down the playful expression that was on her face and the wild, teasing smirk that donned her lips had vanished, replaced with darkness. A glare as cold as 10,000 year old ice, bloodlust that would make even the most experienced solider quiver in fear and an encroaching domain that heralded her true, innate personality.

’Fuck!’ It only took Khione an instant to realise the shit she just stepped in but just because she knew and perhaps regretted it didn’t mean the fallout wasn’t coming.

"Little Nene it seems that in your foray into becoming an adult you’ve forgotten who you’re dealing with." Her tone was chilling, almost robotic....terrifying and to some degree traumatising to Khione.

Her sister would always don this eery persona whenever she doled out punishment.

Their mother Freyja was known to be aggressive, violent and a great holder of grudges. Khione personified her aggressive and violent nature, loud and expressive whenever she raged but Tengliu was cold and callous like the edge of a razor sharp knife, a trait Frejya only unleashed when things truly went dark. They truly were their mother’s daughters.

"Wai...ahhhhhh!!" Khione’s entire body shivered in abject terror, and she desperately tried to calm her sister’s anger, but it was too late. The very next second she felt pain as she was sent flying off the bed and shoved face first into the solid floor.

What happened next was a dominating tussle, Khione doing her best to squirm and fight against her much stronger sister despite her having a much smaller frame, a contest not so dissimilar to when Freyja laid down the law. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"What do you say?"

"OWOWOOWW ok ok ok I’m sorry now get off me you ancient hag!"

"Huh! Seems you really need another lesson in manners little Nene." A vein threatened to burst across Tengliu’s forehead as Khione called her an ancient hag. Angered she increased the strength of her arm lock and further pushed Khione’s face and entire body against the bedroom’s floor making her groan in pain and her bones release sounds of creaking.

The little sister was paying the price, a price she had been paying ever since she was small...never truly learning the lesson that Tengliu so patiently and repeatedly taught her.