Damn, it was happening again. John was about to get yelled at by his mother. He could hear her calling in that typical angry voice that he knew so well. He didn't even know what he had done this time, or what he had ostensibly done. Figuring it might be better not to anger her by hiding, he just went to the stairs, he called down
"I'm here mom, what's wrong?" At that moment he saw his sister, Ashley, walking up the stairs, with this infuriating grin on her face. "Awww, get in trouble again?" she mocked as she entered her room. He wanted to smack her one, but contained himself, and waited for his mother. "Did you hit a hole in the window with the hammer?"
"What are you talking about, mom, why would I do something that stupid?" "Don't deny it ... I saw you playing around with tools just yesterday. Ashley tells me she saw you knock a hole in the window." That was it. This last part was what infuriated him the most. His sister Ashley was two years younger than he was. She was 13, and spoiled to high heaven. She always got what she wanted and thrived off of getting him in trouble. Sure, sometimes he did something wrong, but most of the time he didn't even knew something had been done until he heard that angry shout that came almost every day.
"How dare you hit a hole in that window, you know we just got them replaced and cleaned them a week ago. From now on, if you destroy something, you pay for it, got it? It starts with this window." "But mom, why would I do something like that. I've been upstairs for the last two hours doing homework. The only person down there was Ashley, and ..." "How DARE you accuse your sister of something like that.
She wouldn't be that stupid. She even offered to pay for it. You know her allowance is less than half what yours is, and here you are, accusing your sister of your own misdeeds. That's it, young man, that's IT." In the last few minutes, the argument had gotten much more heated, as well as louder. When his mother stomped away, he thought he could hear a muffled giggling from Ashley's room, across the hall. It was really only half a room, because it was still being renovated, and it didn't have a bed yet, so he had to let his bitch sister sleep in his room every night. His mom had predicted earlier that day that the work would probably last at least another month, until Ashley could move in completely.
Fuming, John went back into his room. He sat down at his desk and thought back to two years earlier. It was the year his father had died. He had been working on the family farm, and had tried to clean a chain saw. His head had been very close to the saw, when a sudden power surge hit the saw. The saw being old, the normal safe guards were not enough, and the saw jumped in his hands, killing him instantly in the most horrifying manner. There had been a massive lawsuit, and now they were living off the millions they had invested, not to mention the life insurance. Since then, his mother had believed herself not to have enough authority. She seemed to believe that Ashley was an infallible angel, and John was a scourge that lived to make trouble. She had begun, slowly but surely, to make life a living hell for John.
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VIPPER2007-07-04 8:01
He had taken to avoiding his mother as much as possible. Now, two years later, it was steadily getting worse. The only good thing it seemed, was that they were in great financial condition, therefore his high allowance. His sister lived like a queen, with everything she ever wanted. She was very pretty, 5'4", with an angelic face, shapely legs, and was very well endowed. Her tits were large for her age, but not overly so, and they seemed to fit perfectly on her body. Her ass was perfect. One would think John wouldn't notice such things about his sister, but he did, and if he didn't, he heard it, because every boy in school was wooing her. She loved the attention, and used it to great effect to make his brother look bad. John had been without a girlfriend for ages now, owing partly to his sister. It certainly wasn't because he was bad looking.
He was 143 lb, with a grand total of 2% body fat. He went to the gym every day, most of the time for 4-5 hours on end. But when your sister, the most popular girl in school is telling all the girls that you're an asshole, and that you cheat on girls, it would be difficult to get a date. Finally John came up with a plan. Next week, his mother was going on a holiday, to Germany, to visit her parents. She was leaving Ashley and John at home, and since it was the summer, there was no school, which meant a week alone with Ashley. Ordinarily this would have made John groan no end, but he had thought of a way to make the time go by much more pleasantly. All he needed was a way to keep her quiet about it afterwards. John did only have a week. He went and bought a Polaroid camera, partly because he had expressed interest in it before, but now because he hoped it would come in handy.
He put on a good front, dutifully snapping pictures of mundane things, just like he imagined an amateur photographer might do. On Friday, he went out with some of his buddies, to a late showing of a movie which he had wanted to see anyway, and for a little hanging out time. His mom was leaving on Monday, and her impending departure made her more stressed, and per se, more annoying. He had taken this opportunity with glee. He came home around 1am, tired, but happy, and went up to his room. He was totally prepared for what he saw. His sister was spread out on the bed, totally naked, her sheets kicked off of her, and her hand conspicuously near her pussy. It was one of the only glimpses John had had of his sister naked, and by far the longest.
He realized then that she was much hotter than he had thought, and he thought a great deal. Suddenly a thought raced through his head. He had it, he could get what it took to keep her quiet, and there was nothing she could do about it. He raced to his drawer, pulled out the Polaroid, turned his light on low, and started snapping pictures. He got close-ups of her pussy and tits, and a shot of her hand with one finger inside her pussy (he had very carefully moved her hand there, as he knew she was a very deep sleeper). When he thought he had enough, he put the pictures on his dresser, and watched them develop. He was stunned at how well they came out. Tomorrow her would get them copied. When all the pictures were completely developed, he opened his safe, put the pictures in, and made up a new combination, just in case someone else had found out his old one. Exhilarated, he covered up his sister, got a sleeping bag, and slept on the floor.
The next two days were the regular hell. His mom demanded his constant help. Finally, on Sunday evening, she asked them both to come into the living room. "Now, I don't want to be called when I am gone. We don't need a larger phone bill than we already have ..." this time she looked straight at Ashley, who blushed, "so unless it is something life threatening, I don't want to hear about it."
"Nothing else, mom?" asked Ashley and John simultaneously.
"Nothing else." Then she kissed them both good night, and said she would wake them both up in the morning. In order to make an attempt at looking good before his mom left, John stayed up all night, and two hours before his mom got up, he put her suitcases In the kitchen, and cleaned the house somewhat. Then he left a note at his mom's bedside which told her what he had done. When he was woken up she smiled down at him and thanked him graciously for his help. Ashley didn't even have a chance at saying she did it.
Perhaps because he had been so nice that morning, she told Ashley that John was in charge, and that she was to do what he said, and if she heard any complaints from him when she came back, it would go hard on Ashley. She went on to say that John would act as the parent, telling her what she could and couldn't do (outside of the house), and inside the house to some degree. Ashley was looking more and more crestfallen now that this announcement was coming, but John was having difficulty concealing his glee.
Finally he was in charge, and could do what he wanted in the house. After his mother left, John asked her what her plans were today. She seemed happy that he wasn't just throwing about orders. She was a lot more nervous, now that there was no one to back her up.
"Can I call Alice, and see if we can go to a movie tonight?" "Sure, go ahead, what were you planning on seeing?" "Attack of the Co-Ed Sorority Cannibals." "Great, I heard it was good, I'm sure you'll like it." She gave him a shy, nervous smile, and went up to her room. Later that night, when Ashley was gone, he pulled out his pictures, now multiplied many times over, and looked through them. He still thought the same thing, she was really a gorgeous girl. She could be a model.
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VIPPER2007-07-04 8:02
That night, John gave her the bed. His plans started now. His mom had called one last time at the airport, and reiterated to Ashley what she had said earlier. She asked John if everything was alright, and he told her truthfully that Ashley had seen a movie, enjoyed it, and John had made them both dinner. His mom seemed happy with that. Now he was lying awake and staring up at the ceiling, occasionally checking to see if Ashley was awake. When he was sure she wasn't, he made his move. Her hands were stretched above her head. He got two pairs of handcuffs, and cuffed her hands to the headrest. He did the same with her feet. Then he closed the windows and turned the heat up a bit and proceeded to cut off her clothes.
He did the former two in order to create the allusion that she was still in her warmer bed clothes. When she was completely naked, he started playing with her tits. She moaned quietly a few times, but aside from that, she was silent. John undressed quickly, letting his 9" dick spring forth from his pants. He was hard as obsidian (very hard stone), and fully erect. He sat next to Ashley's head and, while playing with her tits with his left hand, jacked off with his right. John, after 30 minutes of this, decided that this wasn't enough, for all the trouble he had gone to, so he began to get ready for his next experiment. He shook Ashley awake.
Ashley was groggy as she awoke. Suddenly, with a start, she was awake. She was unable to move either her hands and her feet. What was going on here! Her eyes snapped open. She saw John standing over her, completely naked. She had only seen two other guys naked before, and they had been 13 and 14 respectively. Her eyes snapped down to his waist, where she saw a cock that was triple the size of the 13 year old, and about twice that of the 14 year old. It was also 1.5 inches in diameter. She looked John in the face.
"What the hell are you doing, you pervert, let me go, and get some fucking clothes on!"
"I don't think so, sis, see, I'm tired of your getting me in trouble with mom. Sure, I do a few things wrong, but I didn't hit a hole in that window. You've been getting me in trouble every day for four years now, and it's finally payback time. You don't know how long I've waited for this sis, and now it's really happening. Remember what mom said, no calling her, unless it was life-threatening? Well, I promise not to let it become life-threatening. I've already hidden all the telephone cables, so you aren't going to call anyone."
Fear came onto Ashley's face now. She was scared stiff. John had an ice-cold look in his eyes, and she knew he was dead serious.
"Please let me go. I won't tell anyone anything if you let me go now, just please don't do anything to me!"
"I don't think you're going to tell anyone anything, sis, and here's why." John walked over to his safe, dialled the combination quickly, and pulled out the original pictures. He walked over to his sister, and held them in front of her face.
Tears began to well in her eyes. He could hear her whispering "Oh god, oh god no, don't let this be happening," but it was, and she was powerless to stop it. "Recognize these Ashley? I took them of you when you were fingering yourself Friday night. You probably forgot to cover yourself up, didn't you?"
He laughed, but got serious once again. "If you don't do exactly what I want for the next week, I'm going to make sure these pictures get to everyone in school. I may just post them outside too, maybe on telephone poles?" He looked down at her horror struck face. "For tonight that's all. I'm going to keep you tied up though, just so you don't try to get away. Tomorrow, I'll give you the rules. Sweet dreams sis." He turned off the light, lay down, and went to sleep, still hearing Ashley's wishes for this to just be a dream.
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VIPPER2007-07-04 8:02
The next morning, John woke up early, at around 9, and got up to check on Ashley. She was still lying there, but he could still see dried up tears on her face. He went and got a dish cloth and cleaned her up a bit. Then he shook her awake. After uncuffing her, he went through the plan for the morning.
"Ok, bitch, I want you to get up and make us both breakfast. There's Bacon in the fridge, and eggs are on the counter. Make some toast too, while you're at it." Ashley gave a little whimper, and waited for him to leave the room before she got dressed. John was downstairs reading the paper when she got there, and didn't pay her any heed as she started with the food. Finally, he spoke to her.
"Here are a few rules. From now on you will never dress unless I select something for you to wear. If I don't tell you to wear anything, you will come down naked. You make keep your clothes on for now." He looked her up and down.
"You will get up at 8:00 in the morning every day, and go to make breakfast. When I talk to you, you will always turn to face me, unless I say other wise. Make sure I can see your tits easily. For now that's it. Also, if you disobey any rules, you will be punished. I will bathe you, and you will cook and clean. You will always be available for me. This morning, I took all the keys in the house, so you won't be able to lock yourself up. Unless I say otherwise, you will go about the day as usual, except for the rules I just mentioned, and, that you will never leave the house."
She was crying now, tears flowing silently down her face. "Get back to breakfast, slut." He ordered severely. She turned and went back to making breakfast.
When they were done eating, she went into the living room to watch TV. He read the paper a bit more, before going upstairs. He went into Ashley's room, and started looking through her dresser. He was surprised as all hell to see a dildo and a butt plug in one of the drawers. He put them in his pocket for future use. He then picked out an overly skimpy bathing suit, put them in a bag, along with handcuffs, and some rope. He then went downstairs with his find. He was happy to see that Ashley was still on the couch. He walked over and sat down next to her. "I have something I want you to wear now." She looked at him, stunned. He pulled out the bikini, and handed it to her. She was shocked. "You want me to wear this? Are you crazy?" "You were naked this morning, which do you prefer, a skimpy bikini, or nothing?"
She whimpered, but slowly started undressing. At one point, she turned around to take off her bra. "Nope, you aren't getting away with that, turn around, I've already seen you in all your glory." He was rock hard now, and was sure she noticed. When she took off her bra, her nice tits popped out. He gave her nipples a twist, and she tried to pull away, but stopped herself. When she was dressed, John could tell this was a bit too small.
Her ass cheeks showed completely, because of the thong bottom, and her tits were very constrained. He moved closer to her, and started to kiss her. At first, she resisted, keeping her teeth together. He slapped her, and she cried out, but opened her mouth to his invading tongue. After taking her mouth for a few minutes, he started to move his hand under her top, and he began to finger her. He could tell she was still a virgin, which only added to his excitement. "Oh man, sis, you're one hot girl. I thought I'd never get you. Ooohhhh yea." Tears were trickling down her face, so powerless to stop him. He began to pick up the pace of his finger in her dry pussy, he added another, and another finger to the one already there.
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VIPPER2007-07-04 8:03
Unfortunately, he wasn't satisfied, and pulled off his Jeans, and dropped his boxers. "Hey Ashley, ever sucked a cock before?" She didn't answer, so he raised his voice "Have you?" "Yes," she whispered. "Well, then I guess I won't have to teach you, get to work, and if you bite me, I'll make you wish you weren't alive." She started sucking in the tip of his 9" pecker into her mouth. John didn't want to wait, so he grabbed her hair and started forcing her head down on his cock.
At first she retched, but then got control of it, while he fucked her mouth. After five minutes, he blew his load down her throat. John pulled out, and let Ashley get her breath. "From now on you will always be ready to do that. I don't care what you're doing. Now clean yourself up. Next time, I expect you to swallow it all. After you're finished here, you can do what you want until 5, when you'll make dinner, and wash the dishes. Got that?" She mutely nodded yes, and walked off to the bathroom. John wondered if she wasn't resisting because of the shock, or because he was 50 pounds heavier than her, not to mention his massive strength. He went to his room, and did some work, although he didn't get the feeling he did to well ... for some reason he kept losing his concentration.
After Dinner that evening, while John was watching his hot sister clean up and prepare to wash the dishes, he reflected that she actually wasn't that bad a cook. Wouldn't it be nice if he could always live this way. She was letting the water in now, and he went over to check that it was hot enough. Twenty minutes later she was pretty close to finished, when he decided that he didn't want his dick to burn a hole in his pants. Quietly he got up, undid his pants, dropped them on the floor, and released his dick from the confines of his pants. He picked up a pair of handcuffs, and when his sister's hands were free, he grabbed them, and cuffed them behind her back.
"Oh no, not again," pleaded his sister, but John was beyond caring.
He pulled aside her bikini, and in one hard push he was up to the hilt. She cried out in pain, while he was fucking her hard and fast. "Oh yea, sis, I'm gonna cum in your pussy, you little slut, here in a bikini, getting fucked from behind by your big brother. Doesn't that make you feel like a slut?"
John knew that she was on the pill. His mom had made her take it because she was so pretty. They didn't live in the best of towns, and rapes had been known to happen. Otherwise he wouldn't have taken her pussy. After a few minutes, he orgasmic inside of her, her tight hole milking every last drop out of his dick. After a few minutes, he pulled out, and let her get back to the dishes, although she was spent. Ashley figured now there wasn't much more he could do to her, besides what he had already done. This relieved her somewhat, and she finished up the dishes. When they were, done, she went back to the TV room, only to see John sitting there, watching something mundane.
She started back towards the stairs. "No, wait, get back here." She slowly walked back. He quickly unzipped, and motioned for her to start blowing him. She started, while he lay back, one hand resting on her head, then other absentmindedly playing with her. He had her do this for about a half an hour, before he let her go up. About two hours later, it was 10:00. Ashley came part way down the steps.
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"John?" "Yea, what is it?" "Can I take the sleeping bag, and sleep in my room?" She had these big pleading eyes. "Yea, sure." "Thanks." She went back up. She probably thinks that's gonna keep her out of trouble tonight, thought John. He laughed to himself, and waited a bit longer. A few minutes later, he walked up the stairs, and to his own room. He picked up the butt plug, and slipped it in his pocket. He took off everything except the shorts with the butt plug in his pocket. He then tiptoed across the hall. He could hear loud snores coming from her room. He silently opened the door, and saw her lying on the ground, not even undressed, just dead asleep. He uncovered her, and turned her over. He wanted this to take her completely by surprise. He held her asscheeks apart, and positioned his dick at her puckered anus, and, with one great push, slammed into her.
Ashley awoke with a scream of pain. Something, something huge, was all the way inside her ass, and it was burning like hell. She let out another scream of pain, until John grabbed her panties, and stuffed them in her mouth. He then proceeded to fuck her ass as hard as he could for another half hour, busting his nut up her ass 5 times. Finally he pulled out, and rolled her over.
"This is just to get you used to never being alone, and always being at my beck and call. You come into my room now, but first." He rolled her over again, and, with all his might, shove the butt plug into her tight asshole. She cried out again. He pulled her up by her hair, and then shoved her towards his room. The butt plug was clearly visible between her asscheeks. He took another few pictures for good measure, and then threw her on the bed. John then got on, and shoved his dick as far as he could up her pussy, reached around to cup her tits, and soon fell asleep inside of her. The next morning, he woke up at 7:50, and shoved her off the bed. She fell, hard, and cried out.
"Go make breakfast. You have ten extra minutes. Oh, and take off all your clothes. Put on the smock without a back and make bacon." After she had gone down, he stretched, and then walked down, completely naked. He had a raging hard on again, and was wondering what to do about it. He could see the butt plug still up her ass. He walked over, and shoved it in some more. She started crying, but did nothing to remove it. She knew better. He then pushed her up a bit, and lowered her onto his pussy. He started pounding her pussy for all he was good. When he was done, he dropped her on the floor, and walked away, with the one thought: It was going to be a long, fun week.