Chapter 2

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He feels almost like an observer, if he's being honest. Ahri is so excited about all of this, so eager to please. Meanwhile, he's a little too weak to be doing anything too strenuous. So, for the time being, all Wai Chin can do is lean back and let his sister do all the work. Though, he supposed he shouldn't be calling her his sister anymore. Maybe just in his head?

If she's going to refer to him as 'sir' from now on, then Wai Chin will have to start looking down upon his older sister, seeing her as nothing more than the slave she wants to make herself into. But slave feels a little harsh. Maybe he doesn't want to go that far. Maybe they can come up with something else. Either way, right now, her lips are suctioned around his cock, and Ahri is bobbing up and down his member, doing her absolute best to pleasure him, to make him appreciate her, to make him happy with her.

"God, that's fucking great. Keep it up…"

No point in not giving her some encouragement, right? Wai Chin groans, unable to hold back his reactions anyways. She's really quite good with her tongue, if he's being honest. And he wants more. His hands, which are already on her fluffy fox ears, grip a little tighter, causing Ahri's eyes to flicker up to his face from where they'd been crossed, trying to stare at the cock stuffing her mouth, or more accurately, the part of the cock that she couldn't get INTO her mouth due to size constraints.

"Are you serious about this, Ahri? We can't go back to how we were before if we continue. I won't always be nice."

Ahri's gaze doesn't exactly hold fear, despite what he's saying. In fact, if anything, Wai Chin might think that his sister is turning out to be a little pervert with some very kinky fetishes, if the amount of lust and desire in her eyes is anything to go off of. After a moment, the young man realizes that one of her hands has actually disappeared down between her legs, and his nostrils flare in a mixture of anger and amusement.

"Stop touching yourself."

She immediately pulls back the hand, her mouth still full of his cock as she whimpers.

"You can masturbate when I tell you that you can masturbate, is that understood?"

"Mmhmm~"

"Good. Now… if this is what you really want, I'm going to need to test you. Call it… a test of faith. Do you trust me, Ahri?"

Once again, she nods and answers in the affirmative as best she can with her mouth stuffed with his cock. Wai Chin just raises an eyebrow.

"Do you trust me with your life?"

For a moment, Ahri hesitates. But then she nods again, 'mmhmming' around his dick in a most satisfying way. Smiling wickedly, Wai Chin tightens his grip on her fox ears, and slowly but firmly begins to pull.

"Don't fight it, alright? You aren't allowed to fight it. That's an order."

Slowly but surely, Wai Chin forces Ahri to take his cock past the back of her throat and all the way down her esophagus, into her gullet. He's pretty well-endowed, so it's no easy thing for a girl to plant their lips around the base of his member, but that's what the bed-ridden young man does. He knows that if Ahri wanted to, she could easily break free of him. He's still weak and still recovering from his near-death experience.

The only way this can happen is if Ahri allows it, if she decides that she's okay with him choking her on his cock. And though there's some involuntary struggling, a few bits of squirming here and there, the gorgeous young woman gags and gurgles in relative passiveness, letting him do what he wants, submitting to his desires.

Wai Chin watches his sister's face, and specifically, her eyes. They water up, and a few involuntary tears fall as she chokes on his cock. But what he's looking for hasn't arrived QUITE yet. It does after a bit longer though. Slowly but surely, Ahri's eyelids begin to flutter, and her eyes start to roll back in her head. Her flaring nostrils can't really get oxygen if she's got her nose buried in his crotch like she currently does after all.

If she goes too much longer without breathable air, his sister is going to black out from the big, fat dick lodged in her throat. HIS big, fat dick lodged in her throat. Admittedly, there's no denying that Wai Chin gets off on having such power over her, over his sister. He holds her life in his hands right now… but it's not like he'd ever actually exercise the right to end it. Letting up, Wai Chin allows Ahri to finally pull back off his cock, watching as she sputters and chokes, before finally gasping for air, panting heavily from the exertion he's just put her through.

Her makeup and eyeshadow, which he imagines she put on solely to try and impress him, have completely run through. Her face looks like an utter mess, and there's tears and slobber all over it. And yet, in Wai Chin's mind, she's never looked more beautiful. When she tries to duck her head, seeming ashamed of her appearance, he reaches out and places a finger under her chin, lifting it to gaze upon her face. She follows along, obeying him as she pledged to, and allowing him to study her face for several long moments.

"Good girl. Keep going."

"Y-Yes sir…"

And then Ahri descends back down upon his member. He goes back to holding onto her fluffy fox ears but doesn't force her all the way back down to the base of his cock again. No, instead, Ahri does that to herself. Now that he's shown her it's possible, the enthusiastic young woman seems eager to show him that she's willing to go the extra mile.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

His sister's choking fills the air as she deep-throats his cock, face-fucking herself on his phallus. Her eyes flutter and tears streak down her cheeks, but she never stops, never once letting up on her self-abuse. Her devotion to the cause, that being his pleasure, is admirable, and Wai Chin watches on with a smile, even as he grows closer and closer to release. Should he tell her? Should he warn her?

In the end, he decides he doesn't want too much of a mess. Besides, seeing his sister drink down his seed will be just as hot as cumming all over her face.

"I'm getting close. Swallow it all."

Gripping tightly at her ears, Wai Chin brings himself back out of Ahri's throat and leaves just the first couple inches of his cock in between her pouty lips. She sucks down hard, and Wai Chin groans as he finally explodes, his seed pouring from his cock and right into her mouth. Her cheeks chipmunk out from the size of his cum load, but she manages to swallow all of it without spilling a single drop.

For good measure, when he finally pulls his cock out from between her lips with a pop, Ahri lets her tongue loll out after a moment, showcasing one last mouthful of his cum that she's collected there, before slurping it back in and swallowing it. Wai Chin grins and lets go of his sister's ears, regarding her for a long moment before coming to a decision.

"I've seen a few of your performances. You wear a choker with a heart necklace on it usually, right?"

Ahri blushes but smiles and nods.

"Yes sir. You've watched some of my shows? That… you have no idea how happy that makes me."

Given the way she's squirming in front of him, Wai Chin has some idea. Chuckling lightly, he shrugs.

"I snuck a watch here and there online where I could. Of course, now I'll be attending every single concert, won't I? VIP access, thanks to my sweet, adoring sister."

Ahri's eyes widen, but her smile is just as wide.

"Yes! It'll be so great, I can't wait! All this time… I was singing for you, sir. I was performing for you. A-And now… now you'll finally be there live, and I can perform for you and only you for r-real."

The idea does wonders for making his softening cock hard again. But he's getting a little side-tracked.

"Ahri, go and get the box on top of my closet down for me and bring it here, would you?"

His sister is quick to obey, hopping up and coming back with the box as fast as possible. Wai Chin opens it up and rummages around for a few moments before finding what he's looking for. As he pulls out the cat collar, Ahri's eyes widen, and she leans forward.

"That's…"

Setting the box aside, Wai Chin grins as he removes the name tag that had previously been attached to the collar, looking at it fondly for a moment.

"Yeah, you remember Mittens. She went peacefully in her sleep last year. Still, until I get you something more specialized, this will have to do."

Ahri is nearly buzzing with excitement as he beckons her forward. There's not an ounce of hesitation in his fox-eared sister as she pulls her blonde hair out of the way and offers him her neck. The cat collar fits perfectly. Perhaps a bit tight, but then as they both knew, she tended to wear a choker most of the time, so it wasn't like it was anything new for her.

Once it's in place, Ahri seems to contemplate it for a moment, running her fingers over the collar. Then, she leans in close and nuzzles Wai Chin's face like a cat… or a particular affectionate fox girl, he supposed. When she pulls back, her eyes are filled with lust.

"You won't ever need another pet, sir. I'll be your pet from now on o-okay?"

Now there's an idea. Grinning slightly, Wai Chin cocks an eyebrow up.

"If you're going to be my pet, you should call me Master."

That gets a blush from his sister, but also another spike of arousal, he can tell. She nods happily at the idea, which in turn causes her naked pale breasts to bounce a little.

"Y-Yes! Please Master… what can your pet do to make you happy?"

He contemplates that for a moment.

"Clean me up, will you?"

Ahri quickly does so, his newly minted collared pet happily slurping away at his messy cock. While she's doing so, Wai Chin considers things.

"We'll need to have a special collar made for you, of course. That one will do for now, but it's only temporary. I want you to have something you can wear on stage. Maybe a tattoo as well. Property of Wai Chin sounds nice, though it could be hard to explain. Still, it's not like anyone besides me will ever see you fully naked again, right?"

His sister-pet mewls at that, and her enthusiasm picks right up as she licks at his cock. It's obvious that she likes both ideas very much, her desire to have her own personalized collar from him that she can wear everywhere, as well as a tattoo hidden somewhere only he would get to see shining through quite clearly. Thinking about the future though, that has Wai Chin considering other things. Such as the rest of K/DA.

"… I'm clean enough now, pet. Sit up and let's talk about K/DA."

It's easy to fall into the roll of Master when Ahri is acting so submissive. Sitting back on her haunches, his sister looks at him expectantly for a moment. Meanwhile, Wai Chin is collecting his thoughts. In the end though, he realizes that the most important question is really only one that Ahri can answer for him.

"Pet, which member of K/DA do you think we should go after first, hm?"

Ahri considers this for a moment, looking off into the distance, her lips drawing up into a cute little frown as she contemplates each of them. Finally, the collared fox girl replies.

"I think… I think it would be Akali, Master."

Wai Chin lifts an eyebrow at that. Akali had always been the 'bad girl' of the group, from what he'd seen. She dressed like a hoodlum, like a thug. Like she didn't have a single care in the world. To be perfectly honest, he'd actually thought she was going to be the hardest nut to crack. The other two were far more obsessed with their image, or so he had assumed. Akali seemed like the only one who wouldn't give a fuck about anything or anyone.

"Why Akali? What makes her such a good target?"

Licking her lips, Ahri can't help but grin a little.

"She's dangerous, Master… but worth it. Before K/DA, Akali was… she was part of an old-fashioned ninja clan, a holdover from centuries ago, one of the last surviving clans in the country. They trained her, but they also broke her and conditioned her into their weapon. I think… honestly, I think she's used to having a Master. It's part of why she's so… visually rough when we do our shows, she's acting out. She wants someone to control her, she just doesn't want it to be her clan. It needs to be someone who can give her what she needs."

Wai Chin just smiles slightly.

"You really think that I'm that someone?"

Ahri nods rapidly, reaching out and grabbing him by his hands.

"I KNOW you are, Master. And… the other thing is, we need to act quick. Akali's clan has been sniffing around our shows, recently. I'm worried that if we don't fit you into that empty space in her psyche, where her Master is supposed to be, then they'll worm their way back in and we'll lose her forever."

Well, that did sound serious. Wai Chin considers what his sister is saying… no, what his PET is saying. Best to start seeing Ahri as she wants to be seen. Everything she's said so far… it makes sense, really. But there's still the fact that he can't even walk right now.

"Hopefully we have at least a bit of time to prepare, because I'm still recovering, pet."

"Yes Master… we don't want to make our play until you're stronger."

It's a lot to think about. For now, though, Wai Chin is tired. Part of him wants to go further with Ahri tonight, but the blowjob alone and the small amount of physical exertion he'd gone through in choking his new pet on his cock had taken a lot out of the recovering young man.

"… Let's go to sleep."

Ahri brightens up, and a moment later, all nine of her crystal tails are splayed out behind her. Wai Chin just chuckles and nods at the unspoken question, and in a moment, he's swaddled in her surprisingly soft, organic crystal tails. From experience growing up, he already knew that they'd be soft, despite the fact that they looked so very sharp. He falls asleep like that, curled up in Ahri's tails, his head nestled between his pet's tits.

He could scarcely wait for what tomorrow would bring.