Kitty sat up in bed, eyes wild and heart racing. Her dreams last night had been a confusing tangle of strange sexual imagery. For a moment she was disoriented, not knowing where she was.
Then she recognized her bedroom lit by the cool light of morning. Kitty slumped back onto her pillow and relaxed. All a dream. A nightmare brought on by stress and sexual frustration. Her eyes began to flutter closed...
Then shot open again as she remembered getting spanked last night. Shit. She had bigger problems than sex dreams. She had been utterly humiliated, controlled and stripped by her mother. She had gotten aroused, and her mom had realized it. And that wasn't even the worst part.
The worst part was that she was getting horny again just thinking about it.
Kitty threw off her covers and jumped out of bed, rubbing her face vigorously and trying to clear the clinging taint of inappropriate arousal from her mind. She had been confused last night, and in a freak accident, her mother had tapped into her sexual frustration by inadvertently fulfilling her fetishs. That was all there was to it. Kitty had to make a simple apology and move on.
After all, she would be spending the next three weeks with Laura and Becca. It would be even harder with some sort of fucked up sexual tension between her and her mother.
What Kitty needed was a cleansing shower to shake off the dirty feelings that still lingered, left over from her erotic dreams. She grabbed her towel and headed toward the bathroom.
She didn't see her sister's door silently open behind her down the hall. Becca crept out of her room with her own towel in hand and a sharp, hungry smile on her face.
Kitty instantly began to feel better as the steaming hot water poured down over her, washing away her tension and guilt and allowing her to relax. She could go to her mother right after her shower and straighten things out. It had been a fraught, emotional time and Kitty's wires had gotten crossed. It could happen to anyone, and no one was more kind and forgiving than Laura.
Kitty had begun to long process of shampooing her hair when she heard the door of the bathroom click open softly. "I'm in here," she said irritably, her eyes tightly closed against the frothy shampoo. There was no answer. Probably Becca or her mom had opened the door, heard the shower, then left.
Kitty didn't know she was wrong until a swirl of cool air blew against her body as the door to the large, walk-in shower opened. Her eyes flew open, heedless of the stinging shampoo, to see Becca, gorgeous, tan, and totally naked stepping into the shower with her.
Kitty's jaw almost hit the floor. For a second she was convinced she was still dreaming. But the water was hot on her skin, the soap was stinging her eyes, and the sight of her naked sister stepping beneath the cascading water was solid and all too real.
Kitty couldn't remember the last time she had seen Becca naked. Not since they were kids, certainly. Even in her shock and discomfort, her eyes still roamed uncontrollably over her little sister's delectable body.
Unlike their mother's soft curves, Becca's body was a study in tight, toned athleticism, with just enough round edges to show a little feminine sweetness.
Her long, powerful legs ran upward toward a firm bouncy ass and a puffy little pussy topped with a dusting of fine blonde pubic hair. Her belly was particularly alluring, firm, flat, and sexy, with just the barest hint of lithe muscle just under the surface. Her tits were bigger than Kitty's, and just as firm, with big, deliciously pink nipples just begging to be teased. And everything from head to toe was a deep sundrenched tan, without a tan line in sight.
Kitty's hungry wandering eyes took all of it in in the time it took for Becca to confidently stroll forward and step beneath the warm spray, just inches away from Kitty. Kitty felt the same helpless welling of forbidden lust that she had felt last night boiling up inside her.
All of Kitty's attempts to banish her inappropriate arousal vanished in a hot, wet wave of adrenaline.
"Becca!" Kitty yelped, belatedly clasping her hands across her chest and crotch to conceal her naked body. "What the fuck are you doing?" she intended her question to sound disgusted, but it came out of her mouth in a kind of breathy, pleading gasp.
Becca's eyes sparkled with mischief as she ran her hands up her beautiful body, spraying water off of her glistening curves. "Getting clean, silly!" she said with a giggle. "And hanging out with my older sis at the same time! Two birds with one stone."
Kitty just mutely shook her head and tried to get past Becca, headed for the shower door.
Becca stepped smoothly into her way, blocking the only exit with her lovely tanned body, now glistening with beads of water. "Ah ah ah, Kitty," said Becca, shaking a finger in Kitty's face. Her pale blue eyes were serious and her voice had a hint of steel as she said, "Mom told me all about your punishment. She said that you have to spend time with us however we want for the next three weeks."
Becca took a step forward, her energy confident and assertive. Just like with her mother last night, this was a side of Becca that Kitty had never seen. Normally her little sister was bubbly, enthusiastic, and a little clingy. Now, as Becca stalked forward toward her with a cocky grin, Kitty couldn't help but feel their difference in power. Kitty's slim, petite frame felt weak and helpless compared to her little sister's lithe, toned muscle.
"I got all nostalgic thinking about how we used to take baths together," said Becca in a low, calm voice. "This is how I want to spend time with you today. Are you gonna refuse and get Mom all upset again?"
Kitty had run out of room to back up and hit the wet tile wall behind her with a squeak of alarm. "N-no," she stammered, her eyes darting, trying as hard as she could to keep her eyes off of Becca's gorgeous body.
"Good!" chirped Becca with a decisive clap of her hands as the strange overpowering energy disappeared. "Now turn around. I'll help you finish your hair."
Kitty reluctantly obeyed, her knees still feeling a little wobbly after the strange confrontation. Her mother and sister were both suddenly a lot more... pushy. And it was filling her with complicated, unwanted feelings of guilty arousal.
This might end up being a long three weeks.
But Kitty relaxed just a little as Becca carefully and attentively ran her fingers through every inch of Kitty's half-green, half-blonde hair, shampooing and reshampooing, then working in conditioner with firm thorough fingers. Becca surely didn't even realize the issues that Kitty was having with this strange, reluctant arousal. This was supposed to be innocent sisterly bonding time.
Kitty was the one making it weird.
"I got a chance to talk to Rose last night!" gushed Becca as her fingers ran soothingly through Kitty's hair. "Your girlfriend is sooo sweet!"
