TAAK TAAAK
"Umm, excuse me? Is someone in there?" Little Sister called out while knocking on the wooden door, her small fist making timid sounds against the frame.
CREEAKK
The door swung open to reveal a sweet teenage girl around her age, confusion written across her delicate features. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice carrying a note of suspicion.
"I'm your friend! Hehe!" Little Sister laughed with childish silliness, her face breaking into a wide grin.
"Huh? Why you? You're so young!" The girl's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly composed herself. "Still, come inside for now!" She reached out and pulled Little Sister through the doorway before she could protest.
Little Sister felt confused by the sudden urgency but didn't mind it much. The moment she stepped inside, her eyes lit up with wonder. "Wow! Your room has a double-decker bed!" She bounced on her toes excitedly. "I once saw it in a shop and wanted it so badly, but my brother is way bigger than me, so he just bought me a normal one instead and he slept on the floor like usual." Her voice grew softer, tinged with sadness. "Sighhhh, he's too kind to me."
Little Sister first jumped around in happiness, her energy infectious, but the memories of her brother's selflessness made her slump down momentarily. She shook her head quickly, pushing away the melancholy, and looked around the room with renewed curiosity. Her gaze landed on a framed picture sitting on the nightstand.
"Oh! Where is your brother? We can be friends! Oh look, he looks just like you!" Little Sister picked up the photo, studying it closely. "Miss didn't tell me she had twins! Wow, so cute!" The picture showed the wife with her two children, both with the same delicate features and gentle eyes.
"WHAT?!" Twin Sister's eyes went wide in shock, her mind racing with panic. "You weren't sent by my brother?"
"Huh? No, I never met your twin brother," Little Sister replied in confusion. "I came with your mother, because I wanted to meet you, so I asked her to let me meet you."
"SHIT! YOU HAVE TO GO AWAY NOW!!" Twin Sister's voice cracked with fear. She grabbed Little Sister's arm desperately and was about to drag her toward the door when….
CREEAKK
HMMMM
THUMP!
The husband entered the room, his presence filling the doorway like a dark storm cloud. He was drenched in sweat, his sleeveless undershirt clinging to his muscular frame. His hand coiled around his belt in a way that made the air feel heavy. His pants hung loose on his waist, barely staying up, giving him a dishevelled, predatory appearance.
"Hey there, my sweet daughter and her new friend," he said with an evil smirk, his voice dripping with false warmth. He stepped closer, not bothering to close the door behind him. "Are you having fun?"
"Father, you've got it wrong! She's not my friend…..she came here by mistake!" Twin Sister's voice trembled as she tried to sound brave. She positioned herself between him and Little Sister, her hands shaking. "Let her go, PLEASE!!!!! I swear I'll call someone else. Brother has gone to call someone… JUST PLEASE WAIT!!!!"
Twin Sister panicked, her fear palpable in every word, but she courageously pulled Little Sister from the side and gestured frantically for her to run.
Little Sister felt her heart hammering in her chest. Something was terribly wrong. She didn't understand what was happening, but the fear in Twin Sister's eyes told her everything she needed to know. She slowly started to walk past the man, her legs trembling, when suddenly..
WHOOOOSHHH
He grabbed her hair with brutal force.
"BIG BROTHERRRR!!" Little Sister screamed at the top of her lungs as pain exploded across her scalp.
THUMP!
She was thrown backward onto the ground, the impact knocking the wind from her lungs. Her vision blurred with tears of shock and pain.
"BIG BROTHERRRR! HELP MEEEEE!" she cried out desperately, her voice breaking with terror.
The husband moved with disturbing swiftness, his body dropping down to straddle her small body as he sat on top of her. His weight pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe. His hands moved to her clothing at chest area, fingers working at the fabric with horrifying manner.
"AAHH! NO! BIG BROTHERRRR!!!" Little Sister thrashed beneath him, feeling his rough hands ruffling her shirt, pulling at the buttons. Hot tears streamed down her face as pure terror consumed her.
"Shout all you want, nothing will happen," the husband sneered, his mocking cold voice was full of contempt. "Your handicapped brother will never be able to climb those ladders on his own. My beautiful wife never hears what happens on this end of the house." He glanced toward his daughter with a sick smile. "And your friend here….my cute little daughter…..is an accomplice of mine. Kekekke."
He was about to fully undress Little Sister, his fingers on the last button, when Twin Sister found her voice through her fear.
"LEAVE HER ALONE!!!!!!" she shouted, her voice cracking with desperation. "SHE'S NOT THE ONE WE CALLED! STOP IT!!!"
"Hmm?" The husband glanced back over his shoulder, taking in the sight of his daughter's teary face and labored breathing. A cruel smile spread across his features. "Is that so? Should I stop?" His tone was mocking, taunting her. "You know what happens when you fail to bring me someone, don't you?"
He turned his body around, now sitting perpendicular on Little Sister's belly, his right hand still touching that final button on her shirt. The threat hung heavy in the air.
Twin Sister's tears flowed freely down her cheeks, each one a testament to her breaking heart. She forced herself to move closer to him, every step feeling like walking through fire. She stood directly in front of him, her whole-body trembling.
"Leave her alone," she said in a broken voice that barely rose above a whisper. She looked down at Little Sister and managed a small, sad smile, trying to tell her it would be okay, even though nothing about this was okay.
"Kekekke, my daughter has grown up and started looking more like your mother," the husband said with sickening appreciation. "At first, she was so cute just like you, but now she is just a pile of garbage. But fortunately, she gave me a cute daughter. Come to me….COME TO YOUR FATHER!!!"
He grabbed Twin Sister's hand and pulled her closer with rough force, positioning her slim body between his legs. Then his fingers found the knot of her trackpants.
RRRRFFF
He slowly untangles the knot, his smile getting bigger and bigger. After a few seconds that felt like a long time, the trackpants fell down to her ankles.
"AGHHH!" Twin Sister shook violently, disgust and shame washing over her in waves. Her hands trembled.
"Don't worry it's not your first time, right? Calm down and do your thing!" The man laughed satisfactory while touching his crotch.
The Twin sister bite her lips as she brought her hand down and lifted her shirt higher, revealing her panties. Everything in her screamed to fight, to run, but fear had frozen her into compliance.
"Hmm, good child. I've trained you well," the husband said with sick satisfaction.
Then he brought his hand up, opening his zipper with casual cruelty. He pulled out his dick and started stroking it, his breathing growing heavier with each stroke. His other hand began touching Twin Sister's leg, moving slowly upward while touching her trembling leg, the soft young skin made his dick tighter.
"SOBB... SOOBB... UUUNNN... AAGHHH..." Twin Sister cried hard, biting her lips until they bled, she was staring up at the ceiling because she couldn't bear to look down. She just wanted it to end.
"Please, please let it end soon."
FAP FAP FAP FAP
"UFF..."
FAP FAP FAP FAP
"UMM..."
The husband placed his hand on her naked hip, his fingers hooking into the elastic of her panties. He gently tucked the fabric from the side and started pulling it down, wanting to exposing her…
Screeeech... Screeeech... Screeeech... Screeeech...
Suddenly a screeching sound filled the room….The sound of wheels against floor tiles cut through the horrible scene like a knife.
"BIG BROTHER!!!" Little Sister's face brightened instantly, hope flooding back into her tear-filled eyes. She turned her head toward the door, and there he was!!! A wheelchair rolling slowly into the room, and then Big Brother appeared with it, his face completely expressionless.
He didn't speak. He didn't shout. He just moved forward slowly, his eyes taking in every detail of the scene before him.
The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the quiet squeak of wheelchair wheels.
The husband stopped his vile actions, his face showing pure confusion. What the fuck!!!
Twin Sister turned in surprise, her eyes landing on this new face….this stranger who had somehow climbed impossible stairs. Her dead, hollow eyes began to gain some light, a flicker of light seeing this man on a wheelchair.
Big Brother casually rolled closer to Twin Sister, his movements unhurried despite the urgency of the situation. When he reached them, he slowly reached out and took hold of the husband's hand, the one that had been violating his daughter. Without a word, he placed it down firmly, removing it from her body.
Then he bent down from his wheelchair with ease and pulled Twin Sister's trackpants back up, his movements completely different from the father hands, his fingers were gentle and respectful. He tied the knot again carefully. His hands were hurt badly but still it didn't show any weakness right now, he just slowly carefully tied her pants, taking care not to rush, not to add any more trauma to what she'd already endured.
He looked up and met Twin Sister's gaze. She was beautiful, he noticed, but more than that, she was broken. He smiled softly at her, a genuine smile full of kindness.
He reached for her tightly clenched fist and took it gently in his hands, slowly opening her fingers until her hand relaxed. Her shirt fell back down, covering her body properly again.
Then he gestured for her to bend down.
Twin Sister moved subconsciously, drawn by the gentleness in his eyes, a stark contrast to everything she'd known in this house. She bent down, and he reached up and patted her head slowly and gently, his face radiating a sweetness that made her chest ache.
Twin Sister's heart filled with warmth for the first time in years. She kept staring at him, unable to look away from this stranger who treated her with such care.
Big Brother then turned his attention to the husband and gestured for him to stand up.
The husband, feeling shocked and confused by this bizarre interruption, simply stood up mechanically, his brain struggling to process what was happening.
Little Sister quickly scrambled to her feet, relief washing over her. She fixed her own attire with shaking hands, then immediately moved to hold Twin Sister's arm protectively.
Big Brother's smile remained as he looked at the husband. Then, suddenly, he stretched his arms out in both directions dramatically and shouted with infectious enthusiasm:
"YOU MUST BE CONFUSED HOW THIS DISABLED MAN CLIMBED TONS OF STAIRS TO REACH HERE RIGHT???! HAHAHAHHA WELL, I'D LIKE TO PRESENT MY NEW MODIFIED SUPER DUPER ULTRA BOMBASTIC NEW WHEELCHAIR!"
After his grand announcement, he reached down and touched a button beneath his armrest.
VRRRMMMM RRRRRR TUUUFFF TUUUFFF TUUUFFF TTTRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Suddenly, light glowed from beneath his wheelchair as it slowly began to float upward. Up and up and up it rose, hovering in the air with the hum of Energy filling the room. He controlled it with expert precision, manoeuvring the floating wheelchair until he was directly in front of the husband, looking down at him from above.
"Kekekke!" Big Brother glanced down at the stunned girls below and shouted, "STUPID GIRLS, DON'T JUST STAND THERE! RUNNN!!!"
He roared the command, then launched himself from his floating wheelchair toward the man. His body collided with the husband's, his arms wrapping around the larger man's neck in a chokehold.
BOOOMM!!! THHUUMMPPPP!!!
They crashed to the floor together. The wheelchair fell down after losing his owner.
"AGHHH!! YOU BASTARD!!" The husband struggled, but Big Brother's grip was very strong, his palm clenched very tightly as he put more than power he currently has to just stop him for a moment.
The girls were already at the door, but Twin Sister paused for just a moment. She looked back and saw a smiling, weak, disabled man holding down a much bigger, stronger man through sheer willpower and arm strength alone. Their eyes met for a few milliseconds across the chaos, and he smiled at her, his eyes speaking volumes without words, telling her it would be okay.
.
HUFFF HUUFF HUUFF HUFFF
"Mother is here!" Twin Sister gasped out as she ran.
BOOOMM
She threw open the bedroom door and froze. Her mother lay sobbing on the floor, her body barely covered by a dirty, torn towel. Bruises marked her skin in various shades of red, purple and yellow evidence of recent and past abuse.
"MOTHER!" Twin Sister's voice cracked.
"Huh? You... I... don't worry, Mother just fell down," the wife stammered, panic flooding her features as she saw her daughter. She tried desperately to cover her wounded body, to hide the evidence of what she'd endured. "Go outside"
"Mother! WAHHHHH!! MOTHERRRRR!!" Twin Sister couldn't hold it back anymore. She ran forward and threw herself at her mother, hugging her naked body tightly as she began bawling. Her tears hit her mother's shoulder, each one carrying years of pain and fear.
"What? What? What happened? Why are you crying?" The wife's maternal instincts kicked in while forgetting her own pain. She wrapped her arms around her daughter protectively.
"Miss, your husband is a beast!!" Little Sister burst out, her voice shaking with anger and residual fear. She quickly explained everything that had just happened in that room.
"Mother, WAAHHHH! WE WERE SCARED!" Twin Sister's words tumbled out between sobs. "HE... HE KILLED A MAID IN FRONT OF US AND SAID HE WOULD KILL YOU IF WE STAYED CLOSE TO YOU OR TALKED TO YOU! WE'RE SORRY, MOTHER! WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!"
Her whole body shook as she continued. "HE... WAHHH... HE MADE US CALL OUR FRIENDS TO OUR ROOM, THEN... THEN..." She choked on her words. "ACKKK... BUT WE DIDN'T DO IT! WE WENT TO THE BROTHEL AND HIRED SOME YOUNG PROSTITUTES AND TOLD THEM TO ACT LIKE OUR FRIENDS! HE... HE'S THE WORST, MOTHER! PLEASE, LET'S RUN AWAYYYYYYY!"
Twin Sister's confession kept pouring out like a dam breaking. "HE... HE... WHEN... ACKKK... SOBB SOBB... WHEN WE COULDN'T CALL ANYONE, HE... HE MADE ME DO WEIRD THINGS! HE TOUCHED ME!! WAHHH, MOTHERRRRR! I WAS SO SCARED, MOTHER!! I'M SORRY!!! WAAAHHHHH!! PLEASE LET'S GO I DON'T WANT TO LIVE HERE!!! WAAHHHHHH WAAAAHHHHHH PLEASE!!!! WAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!"
The words hit the wife like thunder, each revelation crashing into her mind and shattering what remained of her world. Her mind went completely blank, unable to process the horror of what had been done to her child.
Then she saw him—the beast—entering the bedroom with that same sick smirk on his face.
"GRRRRR... YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU!!!"
Something primal awakened inside her. The wife gently placed her daughter aside and then erupted into motion. She ran at him completely naked, not caring about her vulnerability, her fist clenched tight with all the rage of a mother.
Her anger reached a boiling point that transcended fear.
SLAAAPP
THUMMMBBB
BOOOMM!
But as soon as she came close, the beast's hand shot out and slapped her across the face. The impact sent stars exploding across her vision. He followed with a brutal punch to her stomach that knocked the air from her lungs, then kicked her aside like she was nothing more than a rag doll.
She crashed into the wall and slumped down, pain radiating through every part of her body.
"Stupid woman, why are you angry? It's not like I fucked her," the husband said dismissively, his tone casual. "Chill down, will you. Kekekke, your big brother is sure something, but don't worry…..he can't come now. I threw away his little plaything." He glanced toward his daughter with mock disappointment. "Ah, my daughter, why did you spill the beans? I told you I'd kill her if you spoke. Now I have to kill your mother." He sighed dramatically. "Sighhhh, what a shame."
The beast bent down to grab a piece of wood from the broken shelf on the floor, a makeshift weapon to finish what he'd started.
But before his fingers could close around it..
WHOOOSHH!
"ACCKKKK!!"
Suddenly, he felt fabric tighten around his neck like a noose. The wife had grabbed her own discarded attire, the clothes she'd removed after coming back to this house, and coiled it tightly around his throat from behind.
BOOOMM
She fell backward onto her naked back, using her body weight as leverage she made the beast fall with her, his broad back lay on top her naked front, his weight pressing down on her naked breast, but she didn't even twitch her eye. Her legs shot out and wrapped around his legs, locking them in place with surprising strength. She pulled the fabric tighter and tighter around his neck, her arms straining with the effort.
"YOU FUCCKKINGGGGG BEASTTTTTTT! I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU BASTARD!!! YOU BEAST!! YOU DEMON!!! GRRRRRRR I WILL KILL YOU! " she screamed, her voice raw with fury. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY CHILDREN!!!!! YOU BEAST, DIE TODAY! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!"
"ACCCKKKKKK... GAAAAKKKKK... KKKAAAAA..." The beast tried to struggle, his hands clawing at the fabric around his throat, but he couldn't free himself from her angered grip.
Slowly, his struggling body began to slow down. His movements became weaker, more erratic. His face turned purple, veins bulging in his forehead as oxygen deprivation set in. He was about to die...
"That's enough, Miss. Don't add more trauma to your child."
A woman's voice cut through the violence. She appeared in the doorway, looking down at the scene with calm authority.
The wife body shook as she turned her head and saw her daughter huddled in the corner, her eyes wide with horror as she watched her mother trying to kill the man who had once been her father. The sight of her child's terrified face pierced through the red haze of rage.
She released the beast, her arms falling limp.
The woman at door stepped forward, grabbed the man by his collar, and hauled him up with impressive strength.
COUGH COUGH
"You'll pay for it BI…"
BOOMMMBBB!!
"SHUT UP, RASCAL! THIS IS THE NEW CITY OF EIRS!!!! NOW YOU'RE NOT AT THE TOP ANYMORE, YOU ARE NOT ALONE HERE...…..WE'RE HERE TOO! KEKEKKE!"
The woman laughed with wild energy as she beat him down at the doorway, her strikes brutal precise strikes made him instantly a pulp. The guards pulled him away, his protests fading as they dragged him downstairs.
The wife sat down heavily, her knees hitting the ground. She looked at her daughter with eyes full of pain and full of love. "It's okay. I didn't kill him. Come to Mother."
Twin Sister slowly calmed down, her breathing evening out. She ran back to her mother and hugged her tightly again. Both of them started crying together, years of suppressed pain finally pouring out.
Little Sister grabbed a clean blanket from the nearby closet and gently covered them both, giving them some dignity and some warmth.
"MOTHERRRRR!!!"
A boy's voice suddenly sounded from the hallway. Twin Brother appeared, his eyes immediately going teary as he took in the sight of his mother and sister on the floor.
The wife's face softened into the warmest smile she'd managed in years. She poked one hand out from under the blanket and opened her arms wide.
Twin Brother didn't hesitate. He ran forward and threw himself into her embrace.
Now the whole family was crying together, holding each other as if they'd never let go. The tears were cleansing, washing away years of fear and pain.......
After a while, they all calmed down, sitting together in that BEDROOM that had witnessed so much suffering but now held their reunion.
"You must be grateful to your son," the woman spoke up after returning from sending the beast downstairs with the guards. "We were only planning our approach to your mansion when he came and told us everything. He brought us here in a timely manner, if he wouldn't have done that then....things might have ended very differently."
"Hmm, you are?" the wife asked, looking up at her rescuer with gratitude.
"I am Julia O'Hurley, mother of Zack and other kids, I did see you but I didn't had a chance to say Hi back at Queen palace" Mother Julia introduced herself with a warm smile. "We've been keeping track of people trying to run away from similar situations. This city is changing, and how could we leave our VIP guest all alone? Hehe."
Mother Julia smiled as she patted both kids on the head affectionately. "Good job holding on. You have great kids, and you did well too."
Mother Julia then turned to Little Sister and patted her head as well, acknowledging her role in this rescue.
"AH!" Twin Sister suddenly jumped up, her eyes widening with realization. "I need to check on that Sir!" She shouted as she ran out of the bedroom, her footsteps echoing through the house.
Little Sister pouted slightly at this but she still smiles at the end. She stayed to explain everything to the wife and Twin Brother, filling in the details they'd missed. Then she helped the wife clean up properly, bringing fresh clothes then helped her in taking bath and at last Mother Julia team gave her some emergency treatment.
Twin Brother, helped Mother Julia downstairs and saw the wheelchair thrown down there, he grabbed with determined eyes and carried it all the way up.
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"Sir! Are you okay?!" Twin Sister found Big Brother lying on the floor of her bedroom, his face showing fresh bruises and cuts from the fight.
"Oh, you're fine? I guess everything went well, hehe." He grinned up at her despite his injuries. "Are you okay?"
"Agh! Sir, you have to take care of yourself first!" Twin Sister knelt beside him, her hands hovering over his wounds uncertainly. She checked them carefully and started crying again, this time tears of gratitude mixed with concern.
Big Brother reached up and patted her head gently. "It's alright. This body has seen worse wounds, hehe." His gaze drifted down to his legs, and he smiled sadly, remembering the injury that had taken his ability to walk.
"Sir, you..." Twin Sister wanted to say so much but couldn't find the words, she just sat there in front of shedding her tears for a long time….
"I brought it! It's heavy as heck! My back hurts!!" Twin Brother suddenly appeared in the doorway, huffing hard as he pushed the floating wheelchair through the room.
"Haha, thank you," Big Brother said warmly.
Both siblings helped him sit back in his wheelchair, their careful concern showed everything about them as character. Twin Sister positioned herself behind him, ready to push, her eyes never leaving his back.
Everyone gathered in front of the house moments later. The guards had already taken the husband away, and the property stood quiet in the afternoon light.
"The property will belong to you now, so what you want to do with it depends on you," Mother Julia explained to the wife. "First, let's go back to the Queen Palace. I heard you wanted to hear something important?"
Twin Mother nodded toward Mother Julia.
Mother Julia gestured for everyone to climb inside the waiting flying carriage.
Twin mother paused before entering. She looked back at the house…..this building that had been her prison for so long. Her entire married life flashed before her eyes: all the suffering, all the pain, all the tears she'd shed within those walls. She'd been blind to her children's suffering, too caught up in her own survival to see what was happening to them.
She wanted to curse herself for her weakness, for not protecting them better.
But then she heard her children's voices….their laughter, their relief, their hope. She looked at their smiling faces, really looked at them for the first time in years, and made a promise to herself right then and there.
She would be a better mom. A better person. She would give them a better life. She would give herself a better life.
She clenched her hand into a fist, feeling strength flow through her that she'd forgotten she possessed.
Then she climbed into the carriage with her head held high.
As the carriage pulled away from that house of horrors, she left behind the pitiful wife she'd been. The woman who rode toward her new life was someone completely different….not a victim anymore, but a strong mother ready to fight for her family's future and ready to let herself fly higher so that she could live a life of happiness.
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....Author is sleeping don't disturb him...zzzzzzz...
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