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Jacquelynne Fabray. This is my hidden where I tell about the dirty things I do to my sister. She was my sister, now she's my slave and I do what I want to her. Fafabray m/s 1x1.

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Something's Going On | Fafabray F2F

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Fabray’s never gave up or gave in. It was what gave Quinn her traditional fighting spirit and stubbornness, which was what pulled her through the difficult situations that she had been put through in her past. However, the misfortune in their current affairs was that Jacquelynne was also a Fabray, meaning she had inherited the same traits as the older twin. Furthermore, it meant that Jaci knew her weaknesses, as well as her strengths. It put them on even ground and unfortunately, Quinn was not stable enough to put up a true fight - no matter how much she tried and she did try. The older twin was always trying to fight back against the power that her own sister had against her. The endless fucking every night, the forced orgasms, the looks and words and lack of remorse - or any emotion - to be shown by her twin. She was being fucked by her own sister, her own flesh and blood. It was driving Quinn insane and she loathed herself with each moan that would escape her mouth. However, somewhere inside herself - a place that she didn’t even acknowledge - her submission to her relative seemed natural. It was not a thought that Quinn ever paid any attention too, but somewhere in her mind it was there. She could lie, but her body’s reaction to everything her sister did was immediate and against what Quinn wanted. It would show the truth, even when her mind wouldn’t. Though, her body’s only reaction in that moment was to fall to her knee’s as Jaci forced her downward. This wasn’t Quinn; she wasn’t a “princess kitty”, she was a person. Yet, currently, she knew better than to argue and instead just knelt down her face hard, cold and emotionless. She was going to act strong, even if she wasn’t - it was imprinted into her nature. “I don’t want to play.” She remarked, her tone was like ice but she kept her eyes on the floor and didn’t dare make eye contact with her sister.

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Jacquelynne had never showed any of the traditional Fabray qualities. Something that Russell never liked in his youngest daughter. She was stubborn, for sure, but she never bothered with that spirit to keep fighting against all odds. Her penis had made her jaded against the world. Why fight when no one cared about you because you were different. But those traits were deep inside of her and ever since she began dominating her twin, that fighting spirit awoke in a bad way. Everything she did now was to protect her secret, to keep Quinn underneath her and make her hate but want her at the same. There was something about fucking her sister that drove her crazy. Maybe it was in those moments Quinn stopped fighting, she started moaning and her pussy clenched so perfectly around her, she was scared for a moment it was a death lock. Her muscles pulled her dick into her and she couldn't remember her own names in those moments. There was something deep inside Jaci that let her know that Quinn enjoyed this just as much. Because her sister controlled everything. She controlled the cheer squad, the boys in the school, her grade, their parents, she had so much control that it must have felt good to have someone take some away. At least, that's what she told herself. Jacquelynne pushed her long blonde hair behind her ear as she watched her sister kneel in front of her. She loved these moments, when she wasn't fighting ever moment of the day with her and only her expression showed her icy Ice Queen standards. "Did I ask for your opinion, Princess Kitty?" She said, perking one of her eyebrows at the other blonde, matching her tone. The ice in Quinn's voice made her shiver, because she knew she could out ice her and then make her play. There was something off with Jaci, she knew it. Because the only thing she felt was happiness at her sister's misery. The girl grabbed Quinn'd hair, pulling her into the room after she landed a hard smack against the girl's cheeks. She moved towards her bed, having forced Quinn for many nights to sleep at the foot like a dog or on the floor. "Get undressed or I'll undressed you. Either way makes me happy, Kitten."

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Something's Going On | Fafabray F2F

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There was no explaining how things had somehow gotten this far. Quinn was not this kind of girl, especially not one to be controlled so easily. The blonde had always maintained a stubborn and strong mind and will. However, ever since this had started, there had been a shift of power between her and her twin. It caused a certain amount of anger to grow within her, for she now resented her sister. Hate was not a common feeling for her and she had never felt anything this intense in her life, as far as she could remember. Though, it wasn’t just hatred that pulsed through her veins. There was something else present within that mix too. The Fabray was not attracted to girls, that was certain and she was not attracted to her own sister. She was a good girl - apparently, the only good one in her family minus her mother. Ever since the night that her sister had popped her cherry, Quinn had found each touch from her own sister made electricity pass through her body and a dampness grow in her panties. It was involuntary and Quinn loathed herself - almost as much as she loathed her sister - for the reaction. Unfortunately, Jacquelynne was an expert at secrets and manipulation, meaning their parents had no idea how she treated Quinn when they weren’t around - and sometimes when they were. Though, both of her parents had escaped for the winter and left the girls behind, meaning Quinn was at her twin’s merciless hand. The pure sound of her voice making both anger and a small amount of fear bubble in her stomach, but she knew she had no choice in the matter. If she didn’t come, the consequences would be much worse than if she did. Plus, if Quinn was truly honest - which she absolutely was not, even to herself - she wanted her sister. She needed her. Pushing the door a jar and placing half of her head into sight, her eyes didn’t even meet her sisters. Instead, her gaze remained on the floor as she muttered a “what?” in response.

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Jacquelynne Fabray was proud of herself, she was finally besting her sister. She was on top and the feeling was exponential. Something that she never thought that would happen in her lifetime was unfolding right in front of her and she was high. High off the power, the secrets, the manipulation of the world around them. She was in charge and it made her feel like the President of the home, the way her parents seemed so stupid to the way she sometimes hit her sister, disguising it as a friendly pat or the looks she gave her whenever she thought she was being too brazen. Even the noises when she was fucking her every night, it was her secret and she felt like Harry did when he started the D.A under Umbridge's nose. It was something special, that only you knew and it was a talisman in your heart. Her sister's submission was hers. More than that, she knew her sister liked it, she made her orgasm and her clit was always wet for her. That more than anything meant her game was working, she was winning and the moment her sister came without being dragged gave her more power. More than Quinn even knew. The youngest twin smirked at her sister as she looked at the floor, crossing the room to the door. "Awe, my pretty little princess looks so sad. Kneel for me. I want to inspect you and then we'll play pretty Queen and her princess kitten." She teased as she opened the door completely, her hand touching her sister's shoulder, applying pressure downwards. "Now.

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Something's Going On | Fafabray F2F

Jacquelynne Fabray was surprisingly calm. The two girls had been living together in the home with their parents and while small things were noticed, it was nothing that she didn't manage to talk her way out of or avoid completely. So when Russell and Judy decided to take a trip to avoid the winter front, it was fine to the youngest Fabray.  It fit  into what she wanted completely. Time alone with her big sister and more time to play the games she was very fond of playing with the more popular girl. "Quinncess, come here, my pretty slave."

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when do you think you will post again?

Hopefully, I can get in contact with my partner. The holidays are hard.

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Keep going!

Sorry, I had some unexpectedfamily drama. Definitely looking for my old partner, so if you're here, let me know.

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Every touch felt tainted, every feeling was scarring and wrong. There was no positivity or pleasantries in her life any more. They’d been taken and changed by someone who shared her blood. Gasping slightly as her legs were forced apart, squirming to pull them back together again, but failing like she always did. Though, none of that stopped her fighting, despite her words of submission which were involuntary. The giggle sent a shiver down her spine. “I know your place too,” she replied angrily, “and it’s in a psych ward.” Her tone was filled with nothing but hatred and slight pain as she continued to attempt to pull her legs back together again. However, their lips met and she could no longer speak. Opening her mouth like some kind of automatic response, allowing the girls tongue entrance and attempting to convince herself that she hated every second.

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Jacquelynne dug her nails deeper into her sister, as she moved to steady her. Jaci knew that Quinn loved everything she was doing to her, every minute she spent touching her and abusing her. She figured it was like all those big CEO men who had a dominatrix on call. They can't surrender control, so they needed someone to take it.  Her fingers  let go of her sister's thigh to cup her pussy as she talked. "Too bad you'll be dead before I get there." She taunted, knowing that her admitting she was her mistress had her tripping out. She also loved how she let her kiss her, which she did thoroughly, until she breathless herself, tongue dipping as deep as she could, to taste every inch she could. She felt her breathe leaving her as she pulled away. She smirked at her twin. "Are you going to be a good girl or am I going to have to be rough?" She asked, her hand slapping her pussy as hard as possible.

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Quinn knew - every part of her knew - that her own words were false. Her twin had an affect on her that was indescribable, despite knowing how utterly wrong the feelings that seemed to radiate from her were. It wasn’t right or sane, she was than aware of that. Her knowledge, however, made little difference. The twist in her stomach, the spinning of her head - it was all still present. As her chest became tight and her breathing began to slur, letting no noise escape from her mouth. Though, that vow of silence was broken when Jacquelynne harshly grasped her thigh, causing a yelp to escape her lips and she continued to squirm. She tried to pull her face away from the girls hands, but she knew that her efforts would be futile. A saddened sigh escaping her lips with the words, refusing to make eye contact. However, the next words escaped her mouth without Quinn’s consent. “…Yes, Mistress.” They were unwanted and she began to loathe herself the minute she realised what she’d said.

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Jacquelynne was so amused with Quinn. The girl was always who she wanted to be, so strong, so fierce, but Jacquelynne wasn't nearly as delusional as her twin. The dominant blonde girl stroked her sister's chin, keeping it steady as her green eyes wandered over the porcelain skin, the heavy blonde lashes as her hand forced her legs open as she sighed, refusing to look at her. Jaci always felt like she had been  over looked and she might have have slapped the other blonde, her slave if those words hadn't spilled from her lips. She giggled for moment. "Good girl, look at you." She said, forcing her sister to look at her. "You know your place." She teased before pressing her lips against the soft pillows of Quinn's. 

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The girl felt a chill fall down her spine when her twins voice broke the few seconds of silence that had surrounded them. Though, there was a small amount of gratefulness within her as Jacquelynne called her ‘sister’ and not one of the countless, sickening nicknames that she had created over the past few days. However, that gratefulness was quickly evaporated when she heard the girl move from the bed that she had been sitting. Her body tensing, flinching as she felt her twin close to her and her eyes shut tightly - wishing that this wasn’t real. Though, by now, she had realised that everything was nightmare; unconscious or not. As her hand came into slamming contact with the door, she turned her head away quickly and winced, expecting the hand to come into contact with her face like it had done many times. That didn’t compare to the disgust, however, that she felt when her sisters hand began to move along her thigh and her body squirmed, in an attempt to stop the touching. “You can’t have me.” She replied, still barely audibly, as she pushed the hand off her skin.

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Jacquelynne loved torturing  her sister, that was just plain to see, She loved to make her uncomfortable and loved seeing her  flinch. She could barely contain the giggle that threatened to erupt when she got that look of disgust on her face. The whisperings she was doing, the little voice, but the dominant blonde twin could not get the image of the girl coming around her cock out of her mind, nor did she want. Especially when she squirmed and moved. "Oh, I can't little slave? Maybe you need a spanking to remind you I can." Jacquelynne teased, smacking her sister's hand away from her, getting a firm grip on her thigh. Her other hand started caressing the soft skin of her sister's face before gripping her chin. "I can have whoever I want and guess who I want?"

[jacquelynnefapray]

It's confusing (not to mention cliché) when you write 'the blonde.' They're both blonde!

I'm glad we have a follower who reads it. But I'm not really sure what you want me to say.