My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04

... didn't try to hide the fact he was staring at Emily. I said "Remember, no touching!" Without shifting his gaze, Eric flipped me the bird, "Asshole" was all he said.

That's when I realized Eric was still Eric, and I was still James. Regardless of who we loved, or how we loved them, we were still the same people we'd always been.

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About a week later I was sitting by the pool with dad one afternoon, as we liked to do after supper. Mom was often here, but not tonight. A pretty, large breasted, redhead wearing nothing but one of our collars trotted up to the table, stopped in front of me and dropped into Nadu. "What's wrong Scarlett, you look upset?"

"My Lord, Kate is very angry and...we hoped you'd help. Please?"

You could almost forget the dorm was there. Any issues that might arise, the staff handled among themselves, usually with Jane as the peacemaker, or on occasion as disciplinarian. So this took me off guard. I looked at Dad who gave me his 'You bought her, you deal with her' expression he reserved for when my sister became the topic of discussion.

"Okay Scarlett, let's go take a look."

Standing, I walked towards the dorm with Scarlett falling in behind me. I opened the dorm door and stepped into bedlam. The last time I was in this building, I was drawn into an orgy of horny, naked, slave girls. I wished that was what I was doing now.

All the staff was grouped into a semi-circle against the left wall, they all seemed to ...

... be talking at once. I couldn't decipher any thing but a word here and there, but the tone reminded me of an angry mob. I think that is exactly what it was about to become.

I found the light switch, flickering it off and on several times. As the room quietened, I shouted "NADU!". The completely nude, almost mob scattered. Each one of them finding their own bunk and falling into a Nadu kneel in front of their beds silently.

The only exceptions being Kate, who was hulking over a brunette girl hunched on the floor in a defensive position. Kate was reading her the riot act for some reason, it really didn't matter why, I'd warned my sister that this type of behavior was unacceptable.

While I seriously doubted it, it was possible that Kate was the wronged party here, I couldn't begin to unravel what was happening with Kate still yelling. I stepped up next to Kate, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, KATE!!!" She did stop for a moment, looked at me with an expression that said 'fuck off' and went back after Susan.

I had to remind myself to remain calm. Taking Kate's right arm just above her elbow, I spun her ninety degrees so she was facing me. She was now standing about two feet from the wall, looking disoriented. Putting my right hand around her neck, I lifted Kate a few inches before slamming her into the wall behind her. Kate found herself pinned between my hand and the wall, standing on her toes, trying to keep herself upright.

Kate could handle herself. She'd been trained in the ...