My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

My Sister's Keeper Pt. 04

... my antics in the cage kicked my libido into gear. I felt my self start to moisten. Would my brother use me? Did I want him to? Part of me saw him as a pervert, deriving pleasure from watching his own sister writhing in orgasmic bliss for all the world to see. But a big part of me wanted to live out my many fantasies of the debauchery I envisioned between us while I performed just for him in that cage.

Seeing him this close, as vulnerable as I was, I could no longer lie to myself about what I was doing last night. I didn't want to disgust him, I wanted to inflame my brother, to share my fantasies with my imaginary lover the only way I could at the time.

My thoughts were interrupted by James, "Nadu."

I hit my knees assuming the proper position.

"Collar."

I was already wearing the leather collar from Ballers so I lifted my hair and bent my head forward making it easy to remove. Then I was still.

For the first time today I heard James chuckle, a sound I hadn't heard in many years, "You didn't leave the key for this damn thing back at Ballers, did you dumbass?"

Master laughed, "Fuck you asshole." I felt his hands unlocking and removing my old leather collar. "You want this as a souvenir, we don't let just any girl dance in our club, you know? You can hang it on your wall and show you really do own a Ballers girl."

"Sure, why not." James answered. I could hear the humor in his tone. James put his finger under my chin, tilting my head back. Just that ...

... gentle, innocuous touch caused my pussy to clench in desire. How does that happen from the touch of my own brother? I was just as big a pervert as he was, I guess. How the fuck does that even happen?

James stepped behind me. I felt the cold of my new stainless steel collar touch my throat. I tilted my head forward so he could lock me into the physical sign of his ownership. I was thrilled. I was also disgusted with myself for reveling in the knowledge that I was now my brother's property, to be used as he pleased.

But then it occurred to me that I should be thrilled, I knew James like the back of my hand. After all, my brother was the weak willed man-child that fell in love with slaves. Never had a harsh word for anyone. Too afraid to stand up to his own sister when I was so hateful to him. I couldn't think of a better candidate to train as my pet master. This was going to be too easy.

"Wait." James directed me. I slid up into the proper position, watching my brother with bedroom eyes. May as well get started right now.

"Kate, this doesn't have to be a terrible experience for any of us. I can't imagine what you must be feeling. I truly wish I could undo everything and you could go back to the life you were building for yourself. But I can't. So we'll all have to make adjustments to live within reality. I'll tell you only once, your spiteful mouth will not be tolerated at all. You will be respectful and obedient at all times, just like the rest of the staff, ...