Dungeon of Niflheim-Chapter 875: Big sis Tengliu (3)

"Should I be jealous of you, angry at the unfairness of this world, happy for my baby sister’s prosperous future love life or should I offer you my sympathies?" Tengliu was stymied, feeling all sides at once.

She’d searched far and wide for someone as capable as Frost who was also within her strike zone appearance and shape wise but each and every one of them came up empty in some way.

But now her baby sister, Khione the cherished youngest daughter of the family who bore not a single drop of romance in her blood just a few days prior was now engaged to a literally hunk of a man, a man who didn’t lose out in aesthetics to their father the Primordial Ice King. His good looks being the bane of a vast majority of his daughters’ love lives, hard to find an appealing partner when your standards have been skewed since your conception.

Not only was Frost easy on the eyes, his personality fitted Khione to a tee, he was literally perfect for her in every sense of the word. The only thing that stood apart was the ’minor’ height and size difference; Khione was about 50% taller and her arms were bulkier than his entire waist. It stood to reason then that even if Frost was packing it’d simply be average sized when placed before someone of her magnitude but no he had to be an outright monster in that department as well, making Tengliu feel actual fear for sister...fear and an intense jealousy.

Upon hearing her question Khione didn’t scoff or simply brush it off instead she thought deeply before quietly whispering "....fear." A lot of colour drained from her face as she gave real thought to having such a tight and narrow entrance bulldozed by that brutal monster.

"Little Nene~" Tengliu dropped the teasing act and donned her big sister persona. She pulled Khione’s head down, pressed it comfortably against her breasts and started stroking in a soothing manner, letting her know that everything was going to be alright....for about 3 seconds.

"Don’t worry honey, big sis here will take the big bad wolf off your hands." She wasted no time in offering herself up as a sacrifice, something practically every single sibling involved in the earlier peep show were more than happy to do as well. Unfortunately Khione had become no less possessive than Frost.

The moment those words left Tengliu’s lips a spine tingling blood lust erupted from Khione. Her eyes cold as ice and her focus as sharp and piercing as knives craned upward, boring a whole in Tengliu’s skull. Her arms that were wrapped around her lithe form tightened and squeezed as though determined to crush anything within their grasp.

Tengliu who had so easily brushed her off earlier like a child fighting against an adult felt an instinctual fear in her heart when those chilling, murderous eyes looked in her direction.

Khione had glared at her in anger and frustration many times over the years, an inevitable outcome given their relationship and penchant for disagreement, but this was the first time she bore true killing intent. Before her was not her elder sister but a thief, an enemy set on taking away what was rightfully hers, a crime befitting but one punishment....death.

"NE...Ne." Tengliu only reacted when her ribs started to groan in protest, Khione’s brute strength doing a real number on her ability to breath and move without the support of a domain.

"Take it back!" Khione snapped, the scent of blood in the air tripling and spectres of death beginning to whisper on the wind as her grip intensified. She wasn’t letting her go until she recanted her statement. Frost was hers and she wouldn’t allow a single one of her siblings to make a move on him, not even Tengliu.

"Owowow ok, ok I was kidding Nene...just stop looking at me like that." She could easily rebuff her; an instant activation of her domain would have Khione flying across the room but what truly hurt her was the look in her eyes. She couldn’t stand being looked at in that way by her precious baby sister. She was supposed to be an adorable, annoying rugrat that desperately chased after her heels not some homicidal yandere girlfriend.

Upon hearing the words that she wanted Khione loosened her grip, freeing her sister from her entrapment. The bloodlust and hatred in her eyes vanishing like a puff of smoke. That murderous expression softening and gradually returning to something warmer.

"Frost is mine sis, don’t ever try to take him or our relationship will be severed." She threatened in a stern tone not joking in the slightest. A flash of that bloodlust resurfacing for just a single brief moment to let Tengliu know she meant business.

"....Damn never pegged you for the yandere type little Nene." Tengliu rubbed her throat feeling as though she’d been cut by something sharp in that moment. Her sister in that state was damn right terrifying.

"What in Nova did that boy do to you to make you claim him so fiercely, even threatening me your big sister." She shook her head in disbelief, shocked by how much Khione had transformed in a matter of days. Frost must be some sort of wizard who cast a spell on her, that was the only explanation.

Khione simply smiled in response, her mind envisioning Frost’s form and the time they spent together, their date, their hot kiss then his beautiful face, his sexy body and of course that devasting weapon that hung between his legs. Every single thing about him tugging at her heartstrings, making her enamoured and....horny but what really got her motor running was the feeling of his hands brutally slapping her lower cheeks. The blows sending jolts of electricity up and down her spine over and over, such an intense pleasure was downright addictive.

Her daydreaming invoked a reaction in her body; liquid started to drip from her sacred gates and her muscular cheeks quivered as if begging to be struck. She was getting hot and bothered again, her earlier attempts to quench her thirst being but a temporary reprieve. Of course her attentive sister spotted this reaction and immediately honed in on her shaking cheeks and as if on instinct she raised her left hand and fiercely brought it down for a tight slap.

Slap!

"AHHHNNN~" Khione once again let out an erotic moan, her entire body spasming in pleasure as she collapsed against her big sister’s small frame.

"....Oh I see, his appearance, personality and equipment are just icing on the cake, he awoke something in you didn’t he? ...Slap!" Tengliu brought another slap down on those tenacious cheeks resulting in another moan and body shiver. "You walked in on him half naked, saw the outline of his fierce dragon but then what Nene? What happened after?" Khione may have thrown a curveball into the works, taking a roundabout route to answer her sister’s initial question but now it was time to extract the answers she wanted.

Experienced in such roles of play Tengliu gently caressed Khione’s muscular ass, running her fingers up and down in a sensual manner, teasing her and insinuating that there’d be more to come if she came clean.

Standard carrot method, tell me what I want to know and you’ll be rewarded. She even found herself starting to enjoy it, slapping her baby sister’s ass regardless of the reason was fun and perhaps even addictive....no wonder it was her mother’s go to punishment whenever they misbehaved.

Powerless to resist Khione began describing how this shameful fetish came about, how Frost turned something that was an embarrassing, childish punishment into something earthshattering.

"Out of shame I violently tried to sever his manhood when we reached my training room. I pinned him against the wall, stabbed and cut at it but thankfully missed." Just thinking back on the rage induced state she entered had her visibly trembling and feeling deeply grateful for her poor aim . How could she ever become a true woman if she cut that glorious thing from his body.

"Extreme but given your usual behaviour not much of a surprise." If it was Tengliu she would have likely jumped him the moment she saw his member proudly standing tall, but it wasn’t, it was Khione a woman with the moniker Raging Valkyrie and who -pre Frost didn’t have a single romantic bone in her body. And to be honest given her past track record she wouldn’t have even been surprised if she ended up killing him, which made what happened next even more unbelievable.

"Given the severity of the offence I agreed to be punished in any manner Frost felt appropriate." Her eyes darted to the side and her fingers pressed together, like a child who had been caught misbehaving.

"Let me guess he chose spanking." The edges of Tengliu’s lips threatened to curve upwards as she tried to hold back her laughter finding this future brother in law of hers more and more to her liking.

To choose spanking as a punishment, on someone as prideful and stubborn as Khione took balls of steel and a rather bold and creative mindset. She assumed that his initial plan was to make her truly understand the ramifications of what could have happened to him by inflicting a punishment fit for a child, something shameful and embarrassing that would make her dread ever being treated in the same way ever again.

Alas in the end what came to pass was the exact opposite. She regretted what she did yes, did she find being bent over his knee and spanked embarrassing and shameful also yes, but did she dread it happening again....hell no in fact she enjoyed and eagerly looked forward to being rewarded with it in the future.