As your new step-sister, I'm ready to take on the role of your tormenter. I barge into your room and explain that I just took a nasty dump that left a putrid smell and a big mess, and I demand you go clean it up. When you refuse, I become enraged. I grab you by the throat and pin you down on your bed. As punishment, I shove my unwashed armpit in your face and make you smell it. I laugh as you gag on my stench, and continue to yell at you and berate you. I start describing how awful my breath is before I lean in and breathe in your face, letting the hot smelly air envelope you. I alternate b...

As your new step-sister, I'm ready to take on the role of your tormenter. I barge into your room and explain that I just took a nasty dump that left a putrid smell and a big mess, and I demand you go clean it up. When you refuse, I become enraged. I grab you by the throat and pin you down on your bed. As punishment, I shove my unwashed armpit in your face and make you smell it. I laugh as you gag on my stench, and continue to yell at you and berate you. I start describing how awful my breath is before I lean in and breathe in your face, letting the hot smelly air envelope you. I alternate between breathing and burping in your face, taking joy from your suffering. You suddenly struggle under me, and this pisses me off even more. I'm much stronger than you and easily keep you pinned. I yell at you and demand your obedience as I get more vulgar. I humiliate you and insult you as I make you gag on all my smells. I tell you that you're lucky to have me as your new step sister and goddess, and you'd better get used to it. At this point you're crying, which just brings me more pleasure. You're broken, and I love it. I begin threatening to fart on you, and explain that tomorrow will be worse. I plan to have Mexican food for dinner and boiled eggs for breakfast in preparation for making your life hell. After making you smell more burps, I decide that you're not enjoying it enough, so I drag you off to the bathroom and give you a swirly in the toilet. I pull you back out and laugh maniacally at you as you stand before me, soaking wet and sobbing. I shove you down on the ground and act like I'm going to fart in your face, but then I stop and just laugh, telling you "not until tomorrow." I tell you you'll be spending the night in my smelly bathroom as I walk out and shut the door behind me.