In a dark room filled with sex toys, lingerie, and cigarette smoke, my stepbrother closes in on me. I'm chained to a massage table, my flesh exposed and vulnerable. Despite my desperate pleas for release, he begins to massage my tense muscles. The sensation is too much for me to handle as my body arches in response. His touch turns from professional to possessive, his fingers delving deeper than they should. He knows this is my weakness; the more he touches me, the more I crave him. As the song reaches its climax, so does the scene - we engage in a depraved act of incestuous passion that leaves both of us completely spent.
