More Amenable

More Amenable chapter 3
by Udat

Rating: NC-17
Codes: M/F, inc, some MC, PWP
Summary: Direct continuation of chapter 2... pretty much just sex.

Note I wrote chapters 2 and 3 while bored away from home. They've got even less plot than chapter 1, so if you're after a novel you're in the wrong place. Sorry. I'm not entirely happy with them, but since I doubt I'll do anything else with these two chapters I'm releasing them as-is - reviewing this badly based on literary failings is somewhat missing the point anyway.

Pairings: Elayne/Egwene
Feedback: I've written this story because I like the idea, not because I want to improve my writing. Give feedback if you want, but I'm not guaranteeing I'll even read it, never mind reply. Email me at udat134@yahoo.com if you want to. ;-)

**DISCLAIMER**
This story is based upon the Wheel of Time books by Robert Jordan (RIP). His estate owns the characters and the world, and they are used here without having asked permission. No money will be made by me from this story, and nobody else can either.

Written for AdultFanFiction.net. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the explicit permission of the author.

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Even as her orgasm faded and her vision cleared, Elayne looked up from the floor to see a now-naked Gawyn crossing the floor towards her and Egwene, an amused smile on his face. "My my," he said mockingly "whatever would mother think of her daughter now. We might have to ask her some time, but for now..."

Gawyn broke off, and from a shelf at the side of the room took a silver collar, identical to the one around Egwene's neck. Elayne's breath caught as she saw it, but the only implication that mattered to her was the mark of her brother's ownership. Scrambling to her knees in front of her brother, Elayne held her golden curls aside and presented her neck to her brother in mute subjugation.

There was an audible click as Elayne felt the a'dam close around her neck, and immediately she felt a warm tingling sweep through her, centred on her pussy. A grinning Gawyn stroked the silver bracelet on his wrist and said "I do enjoy this device." Normally an a'dam only formed a link between two people, but this one could obviously manage more than that. Not that Gawyn needed it to control her.

Gawyn spoke again. "You look good that way Elayne. On your knees that is. At home. Why don't you play with yourself for a bit for me while you're down there?" Kneeling in front of her brother, Elayne's hands started to move across her body. Her left hand roamed across her inner thighs and her belly, while her right stroked the outside of her pussy lips and brushed her clit before plunging three fingers deep into her cunt. Elayne moaned and closed her eyes, throwing her head back and her chest out as her own fingers strummed her body's tension higher, watching her brother through slitted eyes for signs of approval.

Gawyn was still grinning. "You've got a lovely cunt there Elayne. I bet it tastes good too. Tell me, have you ever tasted yourself?" Breathless, Elayne could only shake her head no. "Well, it'd be a shame to waste the opportunity, wouldn't it?" he said with a smirk. Suddenly craving it, Elayne pulled her dripping right hand from her pussy (replacing it immediately with her left) and slid her slime-covered fingers into her own mouth. Her juices tasted musky and slightly sweet. Feeling tremendously turned-on by giving such a wanton display to her own brother, Elayne shuddered and came on her own fingers, moaning around the fingers of her right hand still in her mouth.

"Very good, slut." said Gawyn. "You look like you're enjoying yourself. I think we've time for one more demonstration of your devotion, though." With that, Gawyn moved over to the bed and lay down on it. The bed was a large four-poster with silk sheets and lace and satin drapes that had been Elayne's since she'd outgrown her childhood bed at age thirteen. Since then it had been a place of refuge, and seeing her naked brother lying on his back with his head propped on her pillow and his erect cock jutting upwards seemed somehow as obscene as anything she'd seen or done today. The defilement just turned her on more.

"Now Elayne," said Gawyn, "so far you've been allowed to just sit there and take what you're given. I think it's time you took a more active role. Come here and fuck yourself on my cock."

Needing no further prompting, Elayne climbed onto her bed. She moved her hand to the head of Gawyn's cock, which was oozing pre-cum. Rubbing her fingers through the gooey substance, she brought them back to her mouth and tasted them before moving to straddle her brother. Facing Gawyn, she grasped his cock beneath her and aimed it at her pussy, before slowly lowering her body and impaling herself on her brother's cock. Shivering as she felt his dick stretching her cunt, she knew there was no going back now - she had of her own volition desecrated her pussy with the cock of her own brother. The thought made her smile with delight.

Smiling blissfully, her golden hair draped around her like a badly-misplaced halo, Elayne started to ride her brother's cock. Gently at first and then with increasing urgency as the tension built once again within her and Gawyn held her hips and stroked her body. Still fucking herself on his cock, Elayne bent down and kissed her brother hungrily, his tongue taking possession of her mouth as his hands mauled her tits. Straightening again, she briefly saw Egwene standing by the bed stroking her pussy, before locking her gaze with Gawyn's once more.

As Elayne's eyes met her brother's, she felt Gawyn's cock start to pulse inside her cunt. As she felt her brother's sperm shooting up inside her, Elayne knew she would do anything he asked of her. She had been mind-fucked by her own best friend at the behest of her brother, collared like a bitch, taken and utterly dominated by both of them and willingly taken her brother's seed into her fertile womb on her own childhood bed. As the depravity of that thought triggered another final, massive orgasm and darkness took her senses, she could feel nothing but anticipation for her life from here on.