This story is continued from Cindy part3.
Claire came sneaking back into the house about 3:30 in the morning. Everything I had planned for her, the torment, the pain, the humiliation, all my dreams about my sister were about to become reality.
I had only thought sexually about Claire a few times. When I'd seen her walking out of the bathroom in only a t-shirt and panties or when I've accidently walked in on her when she was sitting on the toilet but apart from that she was always just my smart assed, verbally abusive bitch of a sister.
There was never ever any love between us. I was the freak, she was daddy's little angel and as you know she became more than just his little angel. She was his little whore, sex on demand and now I was going to make her mine.
I waited until Claire had quietly sneaked into her room and undressed and climbed into bed. I walked down the hall and stood outside her room, listening for the creak of her bed springs, indicating that she had made herself comfortable and was preparing herself for sleep.
"Not yet sis, you have alot of work to do before you get some sleep" I thought to myself as I quietly opened her door and walked in.
I wanted this to be memorable, placing my vidcam on her vanity unit so I could catch every facial expression and word she said and every move she made. This was her torment and her raping.
I could tell my sister wasn't asleep as she lay in her bed, on her side, her back facing me. I pulled the side of the blanket up and slid my hand under, feeling for the soft warm skin of the back of her thighs. Claire breathed in sharply when my hand came in contact with her skin.
"Still awake Claire, I hope so, you have alot of work to do girl and boy am I horny".
"Go away freak, I'm tired and you have no right coming into my room and demanding something you have no right to have, I'm never going to fuck you or even think about letting you fuck me, SO FUCK OFF AND LET ME SLEEP, I'M TIRED" Claire screamed at me.
"Yes you are bitch, if you never want mum to find out about that tape of you and dad" I said thrusting my hand between her legs and grabbing a handful of flesh between her thighs.
I clamped my other hand over her mouth as she began to scream. Claire tried to thrash out with her arms, trying to fight her way out of the reality she was about to face.
"You maybe daddy's little angel bitch but tonight you're my slut..." I said apply more pressure to her inner thigh.
Claire's screaming intensed until it turned into loud sobs and wails.
"How does it feel to be in pain my little slut......remember all those years of torment.......all those years of abuse......why Claire.....why did you have to be so mean to me.......I loved you Claire.......look what I got for being nice to you.....well tonight and every night you're going to be nice to me, aren't you Claire, you're going to be so nice to me, whenever I want you, you'll be there, won't you sis, you're my little slut, my little whore" I said giving Claire's inner thigh one more squeeze.
My bitch of a sister gave out one more painfulled scream before lying dead still. No more fighting, no more screaming, just a gentle soft sob. I kept my hand over Claire's mouth just in case she wanted to scream again. You know I actually started to feel sorry for her but a deal was a deal. She was now my whore, not my sister but my little whore.
"Open your legs whore so I can have a good feel of my little whore's pussy" I said releasing my grip on her inner thigh.
Claire didn't move at first but when she felt my fingers starting to tighten up on the soft flesh of her inner thigh, she spread her legs as wide as she could, turning herself onto her back.
"Now lets see how wet you are" I said running my hand up to her pussy.
