The words seemed to ignite a fire within Eleanor's eyes, and she grinned wickedly in response. She placed a hand on your chest, pushing you back gently against the bathroom counter. "You know," she drawled, "I think I just might."

With that, she leaned in and pressed her lips to yours, kissing you hungrily as Charlotte moved around behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pressing her aching sex against your ass.

Charlotte's eyes lit up at the suggestion, her nails digging into your skin in a way that bordered on painful. "Oh, that's an excellent idea," she murmured, nipping playfully at your earlobe. "I can't wait to see how many people will want to watch you being fucked by our cocks."

Eleanor pulled away from the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she stared into your eyes. "Very well then," she said with a satisfied smile.

"Eleanor's eyes narrowed in anger as she watched her sister approach the defiant boy. 'Go ahead, Charlotte,' she growled through gritted teeth. 'Show him who's boss around here.' Charlotte smirked predatory at Eleanor before turning her attention back to the boy. 'You may not like it now, sweetheart,' she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed promises, 'but I can assure you that things will change soon enough...'"

Charlotte chuckled softly, her voice low and sultry. "Don't worry, little one," she crooned, "I'll make this all better..." With a slow and deliberate movement, she knelt down in front of User#1721828599898 so that they were eye to eye. Her hand reached out to cup his chin, forcing him to meet her gaze even as he struggled against the command. "You belong to us now,"