Kyle woke up that morning feeling much better than the morning before. Last night had been a night to remember. He'd discovered these new found powers of compulsion. He had the ability to control ones actions, thoughts... feelings...
Last night, Lindsay succumbed to his powers, for the most part. Mostly she acted out through her own free will. He remembered how her breasts felt in his hands. They had been so soft and her nipples so thick. He could not shake the unworldly feeling of affection and levels of arousal that he felt last night.
He'd shown his own sister his penis. Despite being 6 years older than him and blood related, last night they had become sexual with each other for the very first time. For years he imagined what her breasts looked like under her cotton blouses and tiny push up bras. Last night he got to see exactly what lay beneath her clothes.
She'd kissed him first under compulsion and then as a free woman. He felt like one of his sister's boyfriends. He'd once caught her making out on the porch under the oil lamp. Instead, last night she made out with him, the hot, 24 year old banker that happened to be his big sister.
That morning he woke with a raging hard on with the thoughts of last night events still swimming around in his mind. He couldn't wait to attend class today. There were some scores to settle, and a lot of fun to be had.
He opened his bedroom door and caught Lindsay in the hallway.
"Hello, sweet sister." He said, gleefully.
"Listen to me you little twerp. Last night was a one time thing. It will never happen again." She gritted her teeth at him.
Lindsay felt angry. More so due to the fact she'd enjoyed the previous night so much. She knew it was wrong, but the more wrong it had felt, the more aroused she had gotten. She couldn't believe that she'd stooped so low as to commit real acts of incest with her much younger bother.
"Oh, I don't think that will be the last time, Lindsay. I think you know that." He smirked.
"Damn you!" She yelled and she shut herself in her room.
Kyle slipped into the bathroom and brushed his teeth over the sink. He ruffled his hair and got ready for school with a wide grin on his face. He bounced into the kitchen to see Cara and his Mother, Maria, eating breakfast.
"Cara, make me my cereal." He ordered.
Cara was his younger sister by only a few months. Like himself, she was small and just as quiet as he usually was. She was much more slender than Lindsay and instead of brown curls, she grew sunny blonde roots with a small tint of brown.
Her shoulder length hair fit perfectly into a small ponytail and Kyle thought she looked rather cute as she made her way over to the counter. She was about a foot smaller than himself and she looked as though she could have been a few years younger too.
He admired how muscular her ass was and how thin her thighs were. He was never really all that close with Cara. Lindsay had mentioned something about her talking to a boy at school but he never really had any interest in finding out who it was.
His mother eye balled him suspiciously. "What has been going on with you?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" He answered.
"You know exactly what I mean. You've been ordering us about for the past day or two and for some reason we've been doing what you say!?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He smirked.
"Wipe that smirk off of your face." She demanded.
"No mother, how about you go to your room and think about how you speak to me."
Her mouth closed tightly. Cara and Kyle could tell that every fibre in her body was trying to fight it but it was no use. Maria stood and left the room to go and think about what she'd done.
Meanwhile cara nervously poured Kyle a bowl of cereal and sat back down as she handed it to him.
"Why is everyone doing what you say? And what did you and Lindsay get up to last night?" She asked.
"Last night myself and Lindsay bonded. If you're not careful we may have time to bond later after school if you like."
Cara didn't speak again after that. Instead, she ate her own breakfast and left the room quickly before he could give another order.
Kyle was enjoying the day already. He figured that the bus was becoming rather boring. It had so many stops and he could not be bothered to speak to that smelly old driver not one more time. He had the great idea that Lindsay could give him a ride.
He marched upstairs to her room and knocked on the door. She opened it slightly and Kyle could make out the tanned skin of her nakedness behind the crack in the door.
"What do you want?" She asked.
"A ride to school would be nice." He smiled.
"Damn you, Kyle. It's my day off."
"Maybe you could show me what's behind this door too?" He peered down at the slender outline or her naked shoulder.
"Don't you think you've seen enough of me?" She whispered. She didn't want their mother overhearing their conversation.
"Not nearly enough." Kyle eyeballed her.
Lindsay rolled her eyes but the excitement that she had felt last night fluttered again inside of her. After a few moments spent deep in thought, she opened the door further. Kyle watched the door creak open, revealing the rounded side of her right breast and the brown edge of her nipple. Her toned stomach came into view and Kyle realised that she was completely nude behind the door.
His eyes met her hip bones and the small patch of stubbly pubic hair that trailed underneath her cute belly button. She had strong thighs and thicker calf's than her sister. He could nearly see her forbidden sex from behind the door and he wished she'd opened it fully. Kyle tried to lean in again the door to use his weight to open it the rest of the way but Lindsay was ready for him.
"Tut, tut. This is all you get for now." She smirked.
"For now, huh?" Did she really mean that she intended to show him more?
"I'm not sure, I'll need to think about it. Now let me get dressed in peace."
Lindsay shut the door in his face. She bit her lip knowing fine well what she'd just done. What was she doing? And why was it exciting her so much? She'd just flashed her brother for the second time. He didn't even have to coerce her into doing it.
Quickly, she got dressed and took him to school. In the car Kyle fiddled around with the radio. He had been trying to find the right frequency for the pop radio station in their area but it was no use.
"Will you stop fiddling about with that thing?" She asked.
"How about you just concentrate on the road." He chirped back.
"You'd be dead if it weren't for your ability to control my mind!" She hissed.
