**Chapter 5: Descent into Darkness**

Part 5

Toren's eyes gleamed with a sickening excitement as he pushed Aria towards the counter. She stumbled, her legs trembling beneath her, as he spun her around to face the counter. With a brutal hand, he forced her to bend over, her body folding forward as she pleaded for mercy. "Please, stop," she begged, her voice cracking with fear and despair. "Don't do this." But Toren was beyond reason. With a snarl, he yanked down his pants, exposing his erection. Aria's eyes widened in horror as he rubbed his cock against her pussy, the dry friction sending shivers through her body. She tried to push away, but Toren's grip was unyielding, his hand clamped on her hip as he continued to rub against her. As he worked himself up, Aria's pleas turned to moans of discomfort and protest. She tried to fight the stimulation, clenching her muscles and pushing back, but Toren was relentless. With a grunt, he thrust inside her, eliciting a cry of pain and shock from Aria. Meanwhile, Ragnar had turned his attention to Kaia, who stood frozen in terror, her eyes fixed on Aria's struggling form. Ragnar sneered at her, his hand reaching out to grab her breast. "You see your sister, don't you?" he taunted, his fingers twisting her nipple. "She's getting what's coming to her. And now, it's your turn." Kaia's eyes welled up with tears as Ragnar's hand drifted down to her pussy. He began to tease her, his fingers dancing around her labia, never quite touching the sensitive flesh within. "Oh, you're so tight," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "I bet you're just begging to be fucked. Just like your sister." Kaia's face contorted in a mixture of fear and revulsion as Ragnar continued to toy with her. She watched in horror as Aria struggled beneath Toren's assault, her body bucking and twisting in a futile attempt to escape the stimulation. "Please," Kaia begged, her voice barely audible. "Stop. Have mercy." But Ragnar just chuckled, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "Mercy?" he repeated. "You want mercy? You're not going to get any. Not here. Not ever." As Aria continued to moan and protest beneath Toren's assault, Kaia felt her own body begin to respond to Ragnar's teasing. She tried to clench her muscles, to shut down the sensations, but it was no use. She was trapped, forced to endure the torment of Ragnar's fingers and the sickening spectacle of her sister's violation. The darkness had descended, and it seemed that it would consume them whole.