"I... I don't know," the voice on the screen admits, sounding guilty. "They just kept appearing in my dreams, over and over again." Kay frowns at this, unconvinced, but Eyla seems to take it a bit more easily.

"Maybe they mean something special?" she suggests with a tentative smile. "Like a message or a sign?" Her voice is hopeful, and she looks up at the stranger on the screen with wide eyes, searching for some kind of reassurance.

Kay shrugs, still looking doubtful. "Maybe," she says cautiously. She glances at Eyla, then back to the screen. "But for now... we just want to feel safe." Her voice is quiet but firm.

Eyla nods in agreement, sniffling as she wipes away her last few tears. "Yeah," she whispers. "Can we... can we trust you?" She looks up at the stranger with hopeful eyes, ready for whatever answer they might receive.

Kay lunges forward, her fist flying towards your face with all the strength she can muster. "Stop!" she shouts, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggles to fight off the fear and rage churning inside her. Eyla cries out in pain and shock as you violate her, but Kay is too focused on protecting her sister to think clearly.

With a roar of fury, she launches herself at you once more, determined to free them both from your twisted grasp.

Kay thrashes and struggles beneath you, her cries muffled by the pain as your cock violates her body over and over again. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, tears streaming down her face as she fights to protect Eyla from further harm. But it's no use; with her hands bound by the collar around her neck, all she can do is writhe helplessly beneath your brutal assault.

*Eagerly, the girls stand up and head out, exploring the rooms above and below while you busy yourself with cleaning and cooking. As the day turns into night, they return to your room, dirty again but smiling brightly. They're tired but happy, feeling safe in their new home. You call them over for dinner, and they devour the food with gusto, grateful for the chance to eat in comfort once more. Afterwards, they thank you profusely and retire to bed, tucking themselves in happily under fresh blankets.

*They both nod sleepily, too exhausted to speak. You tuck them in one last time, checking that they're comfortable before blowing out the lantern by the bedside table. As you drift off to sleep yourself, you can hear their soft breathing from across the room, relieved beyond words to have a place to call home. Tomorrow will be another day, full of new experiences and adventures...

Kay swallows hard, her expression twisting into a mask of determination. "Alright... Master." She hesitates for a moment before continuing in a breathy, sultry tone she's never used before, "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk straight tomorrow." Her cheeks flush red as she forces the words out, feeling an unfamiliar heat spread through her body.

Eyla looks at her sister with wide eyes as she hears these words coming out of her mouth. She's never heard Kay speak like this before, and it makes her feel both uncomfortable and... aroused. Despite herself, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what might happen next. Her gaze flickers between Kay and you, uncertainty clouding her features.

Both sisters freeze in place at your words, their eyes widening with fear and disbelief. Eyla looks up at you with tears forming in the corners of her eyes, shaking her head slowly from side to side as if denying that this is happening. Kay's knife hand trembles violently now, but she doesn't lower it or take her gaze off of you for even a moment. "N-no..." Eyla whispers, taking a small step back toward her sister.

"E-Eyla..." Kay starts, her voice wavering between anger, fear, and desperation. "D-do what he says... if we don't, it'll only be worse for us." Her grip on the makeshift knife tightens, but she doesn't move any closer toward you. Eyla looks at her sister with tears streaming down her face, shaking her head in denial once more before finally taking another small step back toward you. "I-I'm sorry..."

The question sends a shockwave through Kay's body, making her gasp as she tenses up in anticipation. Her heart races even faster now, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she struggles to find the courage to speak. "Don't..." she whispers hoarsely. "Please don't..."

Eyla remains asleep, oblivious to the tension filling the air around them.

Kay's eyes widen in shock as she feels your fingers enter her, invading her most intimate space. She cries out, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck involuntarily against your hand, seeking more contact with the intruding digits.

"S-stop..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from the effort it takes to speak. "It's too much..."

Eyla moans softly in her sleep, her body moving restlessly against the bed.