My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04

This series follows "Slave Management 101". Katherine is finally brought in as a primary character. Much of the rest of the story will focus on Katherine and her transformation from bitch into her brother's slave. She will be an integral part throughout the rest of the story.

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CHAPTER 10

I watched Master lead my brother to a table in the middle of the club where he had a great view of all the cages. I was back in the groove now and showing off my sexiest moves. James found me and never took his eyes off me for more than a couple of minutes at a time. I wondered what he was thinking, watching his sister, dancing naked like the horniest of sluts for a room full of strangers.

For some reason I was really disturbed to think James might somehow see me as less, soiled, dirty, because of my status and what I had to do to earn my keep here. Not that I disliked dancing nude for these men. I actually enjoyed it. All those men out there lusting after me let me know I was still beautiful and desirable. I needed that.

I didn't want to be caught staring a James so I would only look at him in brief intervals, trying to make it seem as if I was engaging him just as I do the rest of the customers. Any time I looked too long, my brother would meet my eye. I was stunned by what he made me feel whenever I allowed myself to meet his gaze for ...

... just a few short seconds. It elicited a strange mixture of hope, despair, love, anger, jealousy. And several other emotions I couldn't quite put my finger on.

James often had an almost undetectable smile when he caught me looking for him. I couldn't decipher what he thought. Was he laughing at me for finally getting what I deserved? Was he just happy to see me? Maybe he was thinking of our parents reaction to finding out what my life now was? Could he be fantasizing about how my pussy would feel wrapped around his hard cock? Fucking pervert.

I hoped what I saw was sympathy, a message that everything would work out okay in the end. I wished I could talk to him. Why was it now so important what he thought of me when I couldn't have cared less for eighteen years?

I had to put those thoughts aside. I had a job to do and I couldn't let my brother's presence interfere. If he wanted to come in here and perv on his own sister cumming her brains out for a bunch of strangers, then I'd give him a show to remember.

The rest of the night I was the sluttiest, lewdest slave to ever dance in a cage. My body did things that would make a street whore blush. I showed my brother my pussy every chance I got. I spread my lips for him, uncovered my clit, spread my cheeks showing him my asshole. I licked my own nipples, bent over and stuck my finger in my ass, pinched my clit, spanked my ass and my pussy. I pointed my pussy at James, finger fucked myself to orgasm after orgasm. My brother ...