How I Became My Little Sister's Bitch 07
Fri. 27th of May
Bex is frogtied in her bed, her body quivering and aching, the sex dripping from her overly ready pussy permeates the room with a sweat and vaginal fluid smell.
The images of her descent into depravity, accompanied by the relentless mantra from her mistress Alathia, who is also her younger sister, has put the big sister in mental and physical bondage. Futilely, Bex is trying to protect her mind and self image; unfortunately, both are taking many blows.
Locked in her current predicament, Bex struggles with muted whines and slight thrashes. The feeling of a new sensation rockets into the consciousness of Bex-- the fog of the concoction coursing through her veins. Bex feels the sensation of something cold and wet that is now gently caressing her sore and sweat-soaked body, causing another moan to be muted from her gagged mouth. The cloth continues to caress her body, like a lover admiring her paramour's body.
Suddenly, the mantra playing over and over is abruptly stopped, as the earbuds are yanked from her ears, finally ending the vocal assault her little sister had foisted on her. Then, the touch of fingers softly caressing Bex's cheek; the gag is pulled from Bex's mouth, and she is feeling the softest lips caressing her own chapped lips. A foreign tongue invades her mouth, causing a sultry moan to escape Bex's very dry throat.
Bex can feel the straps holding the headset on her head are being loosened, as it is carefully removed, allowing Bex to see the world again. Her vision becoming focused, she can see the smiling face of her mistress gently caressing her face.
"I'm so sorry, Bex, but your behavior made me punish you. You understand that, don't you, my pet?"
Bex, with tears forming in her eyes that she's finally free of this torment her sister put her through, sees the life in her sister's eyes, and nods. "I'm so sorry, Mistress. I'M SOR... SORRY...! Mis... Mistress." Bex sniffles to hold her emotions back.
Being comforted by her tormentor is causing Bex some emotional distress. "I knew she loved me; this was my fault, I made a mistake; I disobeyed her rules."
"Oh no, Mistress, this was my fault. You told me not to touch myself and I disobeyed you, Mistress Alathia."
Comforting her big sis, "Shhh... shhhhh, my fuck-toy, it's okay, tomorrow is your birthday party. I'm going to totally spoil you today and let you recover from such a horrible experience. "
With an expression of joy growing on her face, Bex replies, "Oh thank you, Mistress. Oh thank you so much." She thinks to herself, "Maybe Alathia is turning over a new leaf, like maybe, she wants to just love me, and the humiliation and degradation are done. But why does that make me sad? Why is it when she does those things, it's so fucking hot, I can't control myself!"
Alathia slowly begins undoing the leather straps that physically restrain her Neko-maid sex-slave. Bex has been in some form of bondage for nearly twelve hours; her body is beyond sore, and her pussy is soaked. Pulling out a bottle of warming, healing oil, Alathia slowly begins working the oil into her big sister's sore joints and muscles. Alathia slowly helps Bex unfold herself from her bondage, laying her sister on her back.
"Um, Mistress?"
"Yes my sexy fuck-toy, big sister Bex."
"Um, may I make a small request, Mistress?"
Alathia is pretty sure the request is to remove the chastity belt that's holding the dildo and buttplug in her, adding to her sexual stimulation.
"Will you please take the chastity belt off me, please, Mistress?"
A bright smile begins to form on Alathia's beautiful face, like a comet streaking across the midnight sky.
"Absolutely, my most precious-pussy pet sister, let me get that chastity belt off you before I give you a full-body massage, and then we can soak in the tub."
Alathia carefully begins unbuckling the chastity belt. Slowly pulling the toys from Bex's very wet and ready holes, the dildo comes free of Bex's pussy with a slurp, and the butt plug with an audible pop sound. The phallic dildo is covered in Bex's pussy slime. Alathia, wanting to see where her slut's mind is, shows Bex the dildo covered in her sex juices.
Bex, shocked to see how coated in her own juices the toy is, leans forward to attempt to lick it before catching herself. "Oh shit I almost sucked my own pussy fluid! And I still really want to fuck! Bex, stay strong, don't give up, just give in a little."
Alathia catches Bex's slight movement towards the dildo almost as if she knew she should lick it clean. Slowly, Alathia runs her tongue along the plastic shaft tasting her sister's honey coating the plastic. "My god, Bex, your pussy is absolutely scrumptious. I can't believe you're mine to do with as I please."
"My sexy little pussy hound, do you want a taste of your pussy juice, Bex?"
Having given a small, gasping moan with the pulling out of the toys, Bex's gaping ass feels empty after twelve hours of being stuffed. Blushing, Bex nods that she would in fact like to lick the toy clean.
"I... I wanna show my Mistress I've learned, and I wanna be the best slut-pussy-slave I can be for her." The words are caustic leaving Bex chapped lips, but much like Sour Patch Kids, there was the barest hint of sweetness, too.
Her sister placing the dildo on her lip, Bex hungrily begins lapping the toy like a true slut; she's almost lost in the pleasure of sucking the phallic toy, moaning, as she takes the dildo deeply in her mouth. "God, this is really getting me going, the fact I'm sucking my own cunt juice off the very toy I've been using all night."
Watching her sister hungrily lick her toy clean, is really getting Alathia's motor running, as thoughts of grabbing her slave by the head, and jamming her face into her own wet, ready snatch, flash in her mind.
Placing the chastity belt in the nightstand drawer, Alathia picks up the warming, healing oil. Rubbing the oil into Bex's calves, she works out the knotted muscles. The massage draws the cutest pleasurable sounds from Bex's chapped, dry lips. Bex, with a quivering lip of absolute pleasure, feels the blood flow to her limbs and her sister's gentle touch is doing wonders for the broken and battered Bex.
Alathia slowly works her way up Bex's thighs, squeezing and kneading the quads that have been strained all night. Massaging the oil in, the warming solution begins opening up the blood flow to her limbs.
"Oh god, that's feels so good; it's like I'm floating and even though my pussy is fucking sore, I can't help but want some attention on it!"
