Helena was now lying in bed, bored out of her mind. She had done all the extra credit work she could and studied until her head hurt. There was nothing left to do but wait for Sophie to come home. She had no idea what time she was coming back. If she knew when her train was coming in, she could have met her at the station. The clicking of a key in the door lock made her sit up in excitement, glad her friend was back. The door opened and Helena lost her smile, seeing the look on Sophie’s face. She was practically shooting daggers from her eyes. Oh God, there was only one thing that could make her so enraged…
Sophie stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. Not taking her eyes of Helena, she walked over and sat down on her bed. The two girls stared at each other, waiting for one of them to speak.
It was Sophie who broke the silence. “Why has Xavier been raping me?”
The way she spoke, it was more like an accusation than a question. Helena shuddered, knowing that this conversation was inevitable, but dreading it. She had hoped that it would never happen.
“Because of me.”
“I know that already! What the fuck did you do to make him do this to me?!”
The sound of her friend swearing left Helena momentarily stunned. “I was your roommate, that’s what I did. Sophie, do you know what he is?” She shook her head. “He’s the Antichrist. I don’t know what he’s doing here or what he’s trying to accomplish, but the day I met him… he said that he had developed a liking for me and wanted to make me his queen when he took over the world. I refused, and ever since then, he’s been tormenting me and playing mind games with me to try and win me over.”
Angry tears began to fall from Sophie’s eyes. “So that’s it? He’s been torturing me simply to get to you? I’ve been a slave because you didn’t want to be a queen?!”
Helena bolted to her feet, her eyes watery like Sophie’s. “Do you think he hasn’t tormented me as well?! Every time he raped you, he paralyzed and forced me to watch! Over and over again, he’s slipped into my bed and molested me! He’s made me humiliate and degrade myself! He gave you a collar, didn’t he? He put one on me first!”
Sophie stood up and two friends faced each other. “Do you have any idea what he’s put me through? What he and my sister have put me through?!”
Helena’s anger had the wind knocked out of it. “Wait, your sister?”
Sophie too calmed down a little and looked away, but her voice was still full of anger. “That’s right. This vacation was Hell itself.”
Helena grasped Sophie’s hands. “What happened? Tell me.”
Sophie sat down on her bed and Helena crouched down before her, clutching her hands and trying to comfort her friend.
“He followed me to my home. I thought he just wanted to continue fucking me, but he also wanted my sister. He attacked her, she escaped, and… he forced me to chase her down and drag her back so that he could violate her. He raped me first so that she could watch… then he made me wear some big rubber thing and take her virginity. I had to rape my little sister so that he wouldn’t. I thought watching Marian being fucked and sodomized was the most tragic thing possible… but it got worse.”
“How? What did he do?”
“It’s not what he did, it’s what happened to Marian. She snapped, turned into a completely different person. She became a ravenous harlot, always begging him to fuck her harder. She became addicted to his abuse. He would appear and disappear, and when he was gone, she would ask me again and again when he would come back and let her suck his thing. For the first few days, he would take turns using us. He would make me watch as Marian begged for him to cum in her ass. Marian would play with herself while she watched me get mounted from behind.
Then he got truly cruel. He began giving Marian assignments. He turned her against me…”
Sophie was in bed, napping. She had been up half the previous night, suffering from a chain of forcefully-induced orgasms.
“Sœur, Sophie…”
She slowly stirred, hearing her sister calling her. Second to Xavier, Marian was the last person she wanted to see. After what Marian had watched and what she had turned into, Sophie didn’t have the heart to look at her little sister. She kept her back turned, wishing to go back to sleep. At least then she wouldn’t feel sick with revulsion.
“What? What is it?”
She felt Marian climb into the bed with her.
“I’m horny.”
Marian then reached around and jammed her hand into her sister’s panties, working her fingers inside of her. Sophie tried to pull away but Marian held on, stirring her fingers in her pussy.
“No! Marian, stop! This isn’t right!”
“Xavier said this would be fun. Come on, take it.”
Sophie’s heart skipped a beat as she realized Marian was wearing the strap-on. She began to cry, refusing to believe what was happening. “Please, don’t do this. I love you.”
“I love you too, that’s why I’m going to make you feel good.”
Marian yanked down Sophie’s panties and then forced the dildo into her asshole. Sophie winced and continued to cry, wishing her sister would stop but not having the will to fight her off. The rubber toy was dry, and even after all the abuse her asshole had taken, the friction was agonizing, but Marian didn’t seem to care about her sister’s pain. Grabbing Sophie’s hair, she began ramming her backdoor with the sex toy, her thrusts increasing in strength and cruelty. Sophie cried out from both the pain of the sodomy and her sister’s betrayal. Marian climbed on top of her, slamming down onto her sister with her full weight and driving the dildo as deep into her asshole as possible.
“See sœur? Isn’t this fun?”
“Marian became just like him. She became my enemy. She would torment me with every chance she had. To her, it was like an innocent game. When our parents were around, she would conceal her actions and use her hands on me, forcing me to hide my reaction so that they wouldn’t notice. When they were gone, she would rape me with that rubber thing. Xavier would show up and she would beg him to compliment her for abusing me. Then they would gang up and double-team me for hours. I wanted to fight her off, to try and smack some sense into her… but I just couldn’t hurt her. No matter what she had become, she is my little sister. Besides, it was my fault she became so twisted. I brought Xavier to her and her to Xavier. I deserve her cruelty. I deserve to be punished by her.”
Both Helena and Sophie were in tears, overwhelmed with their suffering but grateful they could at last talk to each other share their feelings.
“Sophie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I never wanted you to be hurt.”
“How can we stop this? How can we escape from this?”
Helena got to her feet. “There is only one way I can think of.”
Helena knew where to find Xavier as if through some sixth sense. She could feel him, his presence in the school, and was zeroing in on his location. She at last met him on the quad, where he was dozing under a shady tree.
“All right, I give in.”
He opened one eye and looked at her. “Excuse me?”