STEP-SISTER’S SECRET 3

LENA’S POV

The last night before Mom and David came home.

Cass had been training me all week — daily inspections where she’d make me strip and bend over, checking if I’d obeyed her no-touch rule. Spankings that left me marked and dripping. Hours of learning exactly how she liked her pussy eaten — slow and worshipful, then fast and desperate. She’d fucked me with fingers, tongue, even the handle of her hairbrush once when I’d been particularly bratty.

But tonight was different. She’d told me to wait in my room, naked, until she came for me.

When the door opened, my breath caught.

Cass stood there...