**Chapter 4: Descent into Depravity**

Taylor's gaze lingered on Kieran's lifeless body, her eyes gleaming with a twisted excitement as she slowly lifted her feet, releasing him from her crushing grip. She had no intention of letting him go, not yet. Her depraved desires still lingered, and she had only just begun to satiate them. With a calculated movement, Taylor reached for the straps that lay nearby, the ones she used to secure herself to the workout bench during her intense sessions. She buckled Kieran's tiny wrists and ankles to the bench, making sure he was secure and unable to escape. Kieran's eyes widened in terror as he realized what was happening, his body trembling with fear. Taylor's expression transformed into one of depraved desire as she gazed down at Kieran's crying form. She straddled his body, her thighs wrapping around his tiny torso, and began to hump him with a slow, deliberate motion. Kieran's cries grew louder, his body shaking with fear and revulsion, but Taylor was beyond reason. Her desires had taken on a life of their own, driving her to commit unspeakable acts on her tiny brother's body. As she moved up and down, Taylor's face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her eyes gleamed with a twisted excitement, and her breathing grew heavy and labored. Kieran's body was trapped beneath her, unable to escape the onslaught of her depraved desires. Taylor's hands roamed freely over her own body, her fingers probing and exploring her skin as she continued to hump Kieran's crying form. Her nails scraped against her thighs, leaving tiny scratches and marks that welled up with beads of blood. Her body trembled with anticipation, her senses heightened as she devoured Kieran's tiny form. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, perfume, and tears, a noxious mix that only added to Taylor's arousal. Kieran's cries grew louder, his body shaking with fear and revulsion, but Taylor was beyond reason. She was a force of nature, unstoppable and unrelenting. As she continued to hump Kieran's body, Taylor's excitement grew, her breathing heavy and labored. Her body trembled with anticipation, her senses heightened as she devoured Kieran's tiny form. She was consumed by her desires, driven by a hunger that could not be satiated. And then, in a burst of intensity, Taylor orgasmed, her body shuddering with pleasure as she collapsed forward, her face inches from Kieran's crying form. Her tongue darted out, sloppily licking his face, and her arms wrapped around his tiny body, holding him close. For a moment, Taylor simply lay there, her body trembling with aftershocks, her senses reeling from the intensity of her orgasm. And then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she pulled back, her eyes gazing down at Kieran's tear-stained face. Kieran's body was limp, his eyes glazed over with fear and revulsion. Taylor's gaze lingered on his form, her expression twisted in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She knew that she would never be satisfied, that her depraved desires would only continue to grow. And with that thought, Taylor slowly stood up, her eyes gleaming with a twisted excitement, her mind already racing with new ways to satiate her hunger.