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It took me two long days to ease Reb into my room, and it took a fair bit of chat, she had told Rose she fancied me, and Rose had told me, but when we had a while together, the rest of the family being otherwise engaged, she said that “she fancied me, but as her slave! which was not quite what I had in mind!” However, I must say that it was intriguing, and at least I wanted to talk about it with her, hence that Saturday we got together in my room.
We sat on my bed backs against the wall side by side, neither of us really wanting to make eye contact, she started by saying she knew I had had Rose and Ros, and suspected I wanted her to “make a full set!” I in turn said, “that I knew dad had taken her virginity, and both her sisters, and in a like vein mother had taken mine, so in a way we were equal,” and that I would share all my secrets if she would hers and we could start from there just to show we trusted each other.
That she agreed to starting by telling me about Dad, how she had known from Ros about the virginity ceremony, before it happened, how she had been scared stiff, when mother fetched her to father, and had her undress, and how after the birds and bees speech she having been sworn to secrecy, and at their request given her permission, and was laid back and as she was shaking with fear at the sight of fathers tool, (it being to her at that time huge), mother at her request had had to hold her down while he did the business. She said even with his gentle ways it was painful, and she was glad when it was over, asking if it was painful for me? to which I said, “no it was bloody exciting…” and we laughed.
She said she bled a bit, and it had left her wondering what the fuss was about, but she didn’t use her knowledge for over a month and then it was not by her choosing, it was that little shit Dennis at the dance, and he ****d her in the net store. She had felt violated, degraded, and cheap had talked to Ros about it,” adding, “in truth it wasn’t to be honest the act of sex that bothered me, though I have let mom an` dad think that, it was the force, the taking of me without my permission, its hard to explain, I just felt used!”
I said sympathetically that “I thought I understood, though some folks seemed to like to be used, she obviously was not one of them!” she explained that there were givers and takers in this world, users and the used and she had decided to be a user, and it had been the incident with that little shit Dennis that had “decided her!”
She went on that she was not against us having sex together, but if we did it would be at her insistence, at her time and place and that she would be the one very much in charge, did I understand?
My grin and nod said it all, then she asked me about Rose and her friend, which I recounted though only in the briefest of outline, saying that Rose was not really a virgin, dad having got there first, and she was timid about her scars, but her mate Charlotte was virginal and bled a little but was oh so willing!
She laughed, a sound like silver falling in a bowl, then she said why did I want her?
It was a fair question, and I spoke my thoughts out loud, “well, I spose it’s a bit that you’re the only part of the family who I`ve not had, that perhaps there`s an element of mystery about you, god knows your pretty enough to attract any red blooded male, but there is a streak of something that makes you just a bit, well, I don’t know how to put it, beyond my reach, out of my class, unobtainable, a mountain that I need to climb, for my own peace of mind, not just for the orgasm but for my own satisfaction, for me and not just as a notch on my bedpost, does that make any sense?”
She regarded me for a moment, with a quizzical look that said a lot, stood, turned towards me bent and kissed me, then was gone in a second, then before I could say another word or see the expression on her face, leaving me, sat, wondering if I had said the right things.
I spent the next few days wondering, as other than pleasantries nothing untoward was said between us past “please pass the salt,” type sentences! So, it was a relieved young man that heard her whisper in my ear in the upstairs corridor “my room now!” on the Thursday afternoon. Now I knew Ros was at work, her roommate Rose was downstairs with mum, and dad was at work, add to that, that I rarely got to go into the girl`s room, I instantly knew she was after something, and had high hopes, my mind instantly doing cartwheels! She led me along to the room, which I must say was ultra-tidy, in fact clinically neat, not a hair out of place not a bedcover ruffled, a complete contrast to my own, though I had tried more since mother had visited, perhaps in the hope of a return tryst!
My sister turned to me, stood me in the centre of the room and sat down on the dressing table stool, placing her finger on my lip as if to say “silence!”
After regarding me quietly for a second or two as I stood like a guilty man awaiting sentence, she asked if “what I said last time we met was the truth or some boyish ploy to get into her knickers!” I swore it was the truth, (though I admit now it was doubtful if I could remember all I had said!) she said “you said that there was an element of mystery about me, I was beyond your reach, out of your class! Well I am going to tell you about this sister of yours, and if you still think that after I have told you my most guarded of secrets, …well we will see,”
“You said I was attractive, and I thank you for that, perhaps I may be in a physical sort of way though I have never felt that was the case, I feel I am just a sex object to most men, just a piece of fuck-meat!”
I went to speak, but again she stopped me saying snappily, “quiet you, I am talking, “which had me stood like a statue hanging on her every word.
She surprised me saying, “Beside my sister`s bed is a sketch of your dick”, I glanced round and there was the picture she had drawn, framed, on the wall tucked behind the door, “each night she glances at it before she comes to my bed, just to remind herself what a real dick looks like, before I take my strap on to her, if she wants it or not, now how do you like that?” my mouth must have fallen open, I had no idea of that revelation. “close your mouth or you will be catching flies,” she said her voice crisp and commanding, I did so, itching to ask a load of questions.
Her finger to her lip, again had me stood silently looking at her, like a rabbit in a headlight. She began again, totally in charge of the situation and she knew it,
“get it out,” she commanded,” I want to compare it to the sketch” I rapidly like an automaton reacting to a command, unzipped, and a semi erect JT, put himself out in the air, to which she snapped “and your balls I want to look at it all!”
Again, like a puppet I eased my balls out into view.
With a slow smile she carefully appraised my meat and veg, almost as a housewife at a butcher`s deciding on this week`s joint, not touching the meat, but not missing a mark or blemish, while appraising its tenderness in a single glance. My world stood still, as she made eye contact, and without blinking took a gentle hold of my balls in her palm and then squeezed, and no gentle caress, either, but a healthy, though not vicious grip. My mind told my face not to grimace, but it was a hard battle to meet her gaze.
“I am a dominant, not a dyke or a whore, I am just a dominant, I get my kicks from power, pure and simple, power, “ she paused, no doubt for effect, then started again, “I take charge, people find themselves as you did just now, under my control, unable to resist me, but defiant, some are so controllable, that they are willing to do almost anything to please me, and I mean anything, including pain, or total humiliation, some more than others!“ She smiled, her grip still not hard but firm, her eyes dark and deep pools that had my gaze firmly fixed. “Now my little brother, you want to have me, and you don’t know why, well its my allure, my power, most folks want me for that and if you want I will prove it to you, though I doubt you need proof.”
She paused again, then said in a quiet but powerful voice, “I have your tenderest parts in my hand, I have complete control of your body, and if I wish I can give you massive joy or excruciating pain at a moment`s notice.” To demonstrate as she said it she caressed my balls then, gave them a quick and savage squeeze, so I knew what to expect, adding “ at my will, over the next few days, or weeks or even months if I choose, I will ask you a question, and you will if you beg me to give you either joy or pain and it will be the type of pain that you choose at the video show and are resigned too at that, and if it’s the right one for my mood at that moment when I ask, I will perhaps indulge you!”
She paused again, her spare hand sliding up and down my now stiff dick in a way that had my mind and soul silently begging for more.
“Before you ask yes, I have slept, one at a time with all the other members of our family, each has fallen under my spell, some are totally mine, though it`s poor Rose bears the brunt each night, though she loves being subservient, and though she would love to be your lover, but I won`t let her. another in this family begs me to drink my piss, and another has from choice had my brand and will when I let her, display it, if she is ever told too, so don’t think your alone.”
She smiled, a sad sort of smile “Those two boys from the Tennis club actually paid me to dominate them, as I told you all at the table, both now bear my mark, and will do for ever, and I hope they are proud to do so.
And then of course there`s you dear brother, itching to screw the last sister, but sadly found she`s a bit of a different prospect, no easy take, like Ros and Rose, or even our mum, this one you have to deserve, to beg for, to appease.”
She grinned, squeezed me again and then said, “I will prove my power, at a meal this week or next, when one of my conquests has surrendered to me, as they will, and has receive the 6 of the best on their arse, I`ve offered for a misdemeanour, I will put a mark on the hand or wrist with a marker, a red one for every cut of the cane, and when you see that, come see me and I will tell you the cost of screwing me, oh not financial I know you are not rich enough, you will pay in pain, then and only then you can tell me that you except my terms and the very next opportunity when we are in alone together, I will let you screw me, but I will want to do something painful, in return, be you warned.” She grinned, squeezed once more then said; “Now kiss me and go and don’t forget to watch for the mark on the wrist on my very willing and masochistic victim!” with that I found myself pushed out of the door, tool still hanging outside my pants, fortunately to an empty corridor!
Wow, that Reb is something else, I thought, and it churned through my brain for the rest of the week, I didn’t know who the victim was to be, so every mealtime my eyes carefully and secretively scrutinising the wrists of the members of my family with care, to the obvious joy of Reb, who knew what I was at and why I was following their every move.
There were a few false alarms father came home with ink on his hands, luckily, though my heart did skip a beat it was blue but that was a leaky fountain pen, and a couple of nights later, Ros, appeared with black marker, but again that was work related, some sort of water treatment, having spilt and it was a devil to shift, staining badly and taking a couple of days of hard washing to shift it. But it was on the Friday evening, when I noticed, of all people my beloved mother taking her seat gently, almost tenderly and her long-sleeved dress exposing a six single marks in red where her watch should have been. I exchanged a glance with Reb, whose innocent face betrayed nothing, but over her coffee, a sly wink said everything.
After tea Rose being downstairs, I went to Reb, in their room and asked her what it was she had in mind, as a penance if she allowed me to screw her.
She, grinning, said that she had not given it much thought, but she would tell me later, then changed her mind asking if I wanted to watch a video with her tomorrow, saying she had `one or two that I might enjoy,’ and from them I could choose my own penance. The family would all be out in the morning, mum and dad were taking Rose to the town for a dress fitting for some obscure reason known only to girls, then going on to aunt Bet and uncle Teds place to visit. We would have till Ros came home at 5pm.
I agreed to watch the videos, and she told me to” fetch up her coffee about ten thirty and she would be `ready for me’ whatever that meant!”
Saturday; folk bumbling about over breakfast, I had a bit of mowing to do, and I started after Ros left, the other three waving goodbye, about 9.30 and the house fell silent while I finished my chores and dumped the mower, just in time to brew coffee and call my delightfully dominant sister spot on 10.30. I knocked on her door and was called in to find her in a black leather leotard, and a batman type hood. The girl`s telly was on stand-bye, and the curtains closed against the sunlight.
“Your dressed” she said, as if I had committed a crime, “how dare you!” she told me to strip, which I soon did a little bemused, as I was expecting to watch a video, before hopefully, some sex, and I hadn`t expected such an early start.
Naked she had me turn away and put my hands behind me, snapping on a pair of handcuffs I was commanded to “Sit!” the dressing stool being provided for me to view the television.
“Now little brother I have three films, the first is my revenge, and I am only showing you it to get us in the mood, the second and third are my willing victims submitting themselves to me, you can choose one or other punishments from the last two, we will carry out the penance and then I shall be yours for an hour, one-hour mind, no more no less, and you can use me anyway you like but no marks, or your dead meat belive me!
She lay on the bed flicked the remote and the first film started, by now I didn`t know what to expect, but the film was obviously a hand held camera, probably on a stand at the start and an amateur camera -man, but I recognise Dennis immediately and I knew the other two lads by sight, anyway I knew the location straight away, it was bailies place in Nickelly woods near Ham-street, a village near here, Ros and I had delivered some bits there, for mother, raffle prizes I think for the tennis club.
Anyway, the three lads were tied up, all trussed and gagged, naked, each giving the impression that they were enjoying the experience, Reb dressed as she was now putting one lad in each room and making a thing about putting the two lads on beds, as if to wait for her to deal with them, then returning to Dennis. (Reb explained to me that she had actually released the other two and they had stayed out of camera shot one being the cameraman!) she had the lad stand hung him by his wrists from a beam, blindfolded him, then instead of the joy he was expecting, she set about him with a whip, explaining that he had ****d her `friend’ and her sister, and that he was going to admit it wasn’t he. An offer he refused, though as the whipping got harder to bear, his resolve got weaker, and finally crumbled, and he admitted it all including when, where, and who!
Still blindfolded he was bundled into a motor, and the next scene was of a clock striking midnight. The lad was left hands still bound, blindfolded and naked against a lamppost in Folkestone high street with a card hung round his neck saying r****t!
The video ended abruptly.
Her eyebrows raised, as she passed me the second tape saying to see this and the next you agree to my terms? Sadly, I was hitched and said; “reluctantly I do” to which I was rewarded by a huge grin and a big kiss.
The film opened with the camera wobbling about once more, same location, and no sign of Dennis, just the two lads, bound naked side by side and bent over a kitchen table, the camera on a stand, a voice I recognised as Reb`s explained that both lads wished to have sex with her and as thus they needed to pay first with a penance. As this was going on the camera moved round the room till it was placed on a stand surveying both lads from above their bodies looking down from their heads. My sister, in her leotard and batman hood now appeared in shot with a small blow torch and a metal rod which she shoed to the camera the end of the rod bent in the shape of an `R’ about an inch long
She showed the lads, neither of who looked happy, she lit the torch heated the brand and with no further adoo stuck the letter under the right cheek of the nearest lad. There was an unearthly scream as she held it there for a count of two, then returned the thing to the heat, the lad was now sobbing, and the second lad was by now attempting to get free, but she knew her knots, and the ropes held firm.
In a like fashion the second received the brand, again with the scream, the camera went off, no doubt for the lads to compose themselves.
Reb, as she changed the cassette saying; “that at her request, they then had been allowed an hour session (a ½ hour apiece) to avenge themselves on her!” her trusting them to stop on the hour and to leave no lasting marks while being as savage as they had wanted. She, saying she could hardly walk, when it was over, her body red raw from the whip, saying it was “tremendous fun!” and “that they had released her on time”, though in honesty, for her part “they could have kept going for ever!” which made me shudder! and that they then screwed her all-night till with ”my guts full from the constant screwing she I bathed then was dropped of home!
I now had a more candid view of my sisters make up and it was time for the third film!
It took me two long days to ease Reb into my room, and it took a fair bit of chat, she had told Rose she fancied me, and Rose had told me, but when we had a while together, the rest of the family being otherwise engaged, she said that “she fancied me, but as her slave! which was not quite what I had in mind!” However, I must say that it was intriguing, and at least I wanted to talk about it with her, hence that Saturday we got together in my room.
We sat on my bed backs against the wall side by side, neither of us really wanting to make eye contact, she started by saying she knew I had had Rose and Ros, and suspected I wanted her to “make a full set!” I in turn said, “that I knew dad had taken her virginity, and both her sisters, and in a like vein mother had taken mine, so in a way we were equal,” and that I would share all my secrets if she would hers and we could start from there just to show we trusted each other.
That she agreed to starting by telling me about Dad, how she had known from Ros about the virginity ceremony, before it happened, how she had been scared stiff, when mother fetched her to father, and had her undress, and how after the birds and bees speech she having been sworn to secrecy, and at their request given her permission, and was laid back and as she was shaking with fear at the sight of fathers tool, (it being to her at that time huge), mother at her request had had to hold her down while he did the business. She said even with his gentle ways it was painful, and she was glad when it was over, asking if it was painful for me? to which I said, “no it was bloody exciting…” and we laughed.
She said she bled a bit, and it had left her wondering what the fuss was about, but she didn’t use her knowledge for over a month and then it was not by her choosing, it was that little shit Dennis at the dance, and he ****d her in the net store. She had felt violated, degraded, and cheap had talked to Ros about it,” adding, “in truth it wasn’t to be honest the act of sex that bothered me, though I have let mom an` dad think that, it was the force, the taking of me without my permission, its hard to explain, I just felt used!”
I said sympathetically that “I thought I understood, though some folks seemed to like to be used, she obviously was not one of them!” she explained that there were givers and takers in this world, users and the used and she had decided to be a user, and it had been the incident with that little shit Dennis that had “decided her!”
She went on that she was not against us having sex together, but if we did it would be at her insistence, at her time and place and that she would be the one very much in charge, did I understand?
My grin and nod said it all, then she asked me about Rose and her friend, which I recounted though only in the briefest of outline, saying that Rose was not really a virgin, dad having got there first, and she was timid about her scars, but her mate Charlotte was virginal and bled a little but was oh so willing!
She laughed, a sound like silver falling in a bowl, then she said why did I want her?
It was a fair question, and I spoke my thoughts out loud, “well, I spose it’s a bit that you’re the only part of the family who I`ve not had, that perhaps there`s an element of mystery about you, god knows your pretty enough to attract any red blooded male, but there is a streak of something that makes you just a bit, well, I don’t know how to put it, beyond my reach, out of my class, unobtainable, a mountain that I need to climb, for my own peace of mind, not just for the orgasm but for my own satisfaction, for me and not just as a notch on my bedpost, does that make any sense?”
She regarded me for a moment, with a quizzical look that said a lot, stood, turned towards me bent and kissed me, then was gone in a second, then before I could say another word or see the expression on her face, leaving me, sat, wondering if I had said the right things.
I spent the next few days wondering, as other than pleasantries nothing untoward was said between us past “please pass the salt,” type sentences! So, it was a relieved young man that heard her whisper in my ear in the upstairs corridor “my room now!” on the Thursday afternoon. Now I knew Ros was at work, her roommate Rose was downstairs with mum, and dad was at work, add to that, that I rarely got to go into the girl`s room, I instantly knew she was after something, and had high hopes, my mind instantly doing cartwheels! She led me along to the room, which I must say was ultra-tidy, in fact clinically neat, not a hair out of place not a bedcover ruffled, a complete contrast to my own, though I had tried more since mother had visited, perhaps in the hope of a return tryst!
My sister turned to me, stood me in the centre of the room and sat down on the dressing table stool, placing her finger on my lip as if to say “silence!”
After regarding me quietly for a second or two as I stood like a guilty man awaiting sentence, she asked if “what I said last time we met was the truth or some boyish ploy to get into her knickers!” I swore it was the truth, (though I admit now it was doubtful if I could remember all I had said!) she said “you said that there was an element of mystery about me, I was beyond your reach, out of your class! Well I am going to tell you about this sister of yours, and if you still think that after I have told you my most guarded of secrets, …well we will see,”
“You said I was attractive, and I thank you for that, perhaps I may be in a physical sort of way though I have never felt that was the case, I feel I am just a sex object to most men, just a piece of fuck-meat!”
I went to speak, but again she stopped me saying snappily, “quiet you, I am talking, “which had me stood like a statue hanging on her every word.
She surprised me saying, “Beside my sister`s bed is a sketch of your dick”, I glanced round and there was the picture she had drawn, framed, on the wall tucked behind the door, “each night she glances at it before she comes to my bed, just to remind herself what a real dick looks like, before I take my strap on to her, if she wants it or not, now how do you like that?” my mouth must have fallen open, I had no idea of that revelation. “close your mouth or you will be catching flies,” she said her voice crisp and commanding, I did so, itching to ask a load of questions.
Her finger to her lip, again had me stood silently looking at her, like a rabbit in a headlight. She began again, totally in charge of the situation and she knew it,
“get it out,” she commanded,” I want to compare it to the sketch” I rapidly like an automaton reacting to a command, unzipped, and a semi erect JT, put himself out in the air, to which she snapped “and your balls I want to look at it all!”
Again, like a puppet I eased my balls out into view.
With a slow smile she carefully appraised my meat and veg, almost as a housewife at a butcher`s deciding on this week`s joint, not touching the meat, but not missing a mark or blemish, while appraising its tenderness in a single glance. My world stood still, as she made eye contact, and without blinking took a gentle hold of my balls in her palm and then squeezed, and no gentle caress, either, but a healthy, though not vicious grip. My mind told my face not to grimace, but it was a hard battle to meet her gaze.
“I am a dominant, not a dyke or a whore, I am just a dominant, I get my kicks from power, pure and simple, power, “ she paused, no doubt for effect, then started again, “I take charge, people find themselves as you did just now, under my control, unable to resist me, but defiant, some are so controllable, that they are willing to do almost anything to please me, and I mean anything, including pain, or total humiliation, some more than others!“ She smiled, her grip still not hard but firm, her eyes dark and deep pools that had my gaze firmly fixed. “Now my little brother, you want to have me, and you don’t know why, well its my allure, my power, most folks want me for that and if you want I will prove it to you, though I doubt you need proof.”
She paused again, then said in a quiet but powerful voice, “I have your tenderest parts in my hand, I have complete control of your body, and if I wish I can give you massive joy or excruciating pain at a moment`s notice.” To demonstrate as she said it she caressed my balls then, gave them a quick and savage squeeze, so I knew what to expect, adding “ at my will, over the next few days, or weeks or even months if I choose, I will ask you a question, and you will if you beg me to give you either joy or pain and it will be the type of pain that you choose at the video show and are resigned too at that, and if it’s the right one for my mood at that moment when I ask, I will perhaps indulge you!”
She paused again, her spare hand sliding up and down my now stiff dick in a way that had my mind and soul silently begging for more.
“Before you ask yes, I have slept, one at a time with all the other members of our family, each has fallen under my spell, some are totally mine, though it`s poor Rose bears the brunt each night, though she loves being subservient, and though she would love to be your lover, but I won`t let her. another in this family begs me to drink my piss, and another has from choice had my brand and will when I let her, display it, if she is ever told too, so don’t think your alone.”
She smiled, a sad sort of smile “Those two boys from the Tennis club actually paid me to dominate them, as I told you all at the table, both now bear my mark, and will do for ever, and I hope they are proud to do so.
And then of course there`s you dear brother, itching to screw the last sister, but sadly found she`s a bit of a different prospect, no easy take, like Ros and Rose, or even our mum, this one you have to deserve, to beg for, to appease.”
She grinned, squeezed me again and then said, “I will prove my power, at a meal this week or next, when one of my conquests has surrendered to me, as they will, and has receive the 6 of the best on their arse, I`ve offered for a misdemeanour, I will put a mark on the hand or wrist with a marker, a red one for every cut of the cane, and when you see that, come see me and I will tell you the cost of screwing me, oh not financial I know you are not rich enough, you will pay in pain, then and only then you can tell me that you except my terms and the very next opportunity when we are in alone together, I will let you screw me, but I will want to do something painful, in return, be you warned.” She grinned, squeezed once more then said; “Now kiss me and go and don’t forget to watch for the mark on the wrist on my very willing and masochistic victim!” with that I found myself pushed out of the door, tool still hanging outside my pants, fortunately to an empty corridor!
Wow, that Reb is something else, I thought, and it churned through my brain for the rest of the week, I didn’t know who the victim was to be, so every mealtime my eyes carefully and secretively scrutinising the wrists of the members of my family with care, to the obvious joy of Reb, who knew what I was at and why I was following their every move.
There were a few false alarms father came home with ink on his hands, luckily, though my heart did skip a beat it was blue but that was a leaky fountain pen, and a couple of nights later, Ros, appeared with black marker, but again that was work related, some sort of water treatment, having spilt and it was a devil to shift, staining badly and taking a couple of days of hard washing to shift it. But it was on the Friday evening, when I noticed, of all people my beloved mother taking her seat gently, almost tenderly and her long-sleeved dress exposing a six single marks in red where her watch should have been. I exchanged a glance with Reb, whose innocent face betrayed nothing, but over her coffee, a sly wink said everything.
After tea Rose being downstairs, I went to Reb, in their room and asked her what it was she had in mind, as a penance if she allowed me to screw her.
She, grinning, said that she had not given it much thought, but she would tell me later, then changed her mind asking if I wanted to watch a video with her tomorrow, saying she had `one or two that I might enjoy,’ and from them I could choose my own penance. The family would all be out in the morning, mum and dad were taking Rose to the town for a dress fitting for some obscure reason known only to girls, then going on to aunt Bet and uncle Teds place to visit. We would have till Ros came home at 5pm.
I agreed to watch the videos, and she told me to” fetch up her coffee about ten thirty and she would be `ready for me’ whatever that meant!”
Saturday; folk bumbling about over breakfast, I had a bit of mowing to do, and I started after Ros left, the other three waving goodbye, about 9.30 and the house fell silent while I finished my chores and dumped the mower, just in time to brew coffee and call my delightfully dominant sister spot on 10.30. I knocked on her door and was called in to find her in a black leather leotard, and a batman type hood. The girl`s telly was on stand-bye, and the curtains closed against the sunlight.
“Your dressed” she said, as if I had committed a crime, “how dare you!” she told me to strip, which I soon did a little bemused, as I was expecting to watch a video, before hopefully, some sex, and I hadn`t expected such an early start.
Naked she had me turn away and put my hands behind me, snapping on a pair of handcuffs I was commanded to “Sit!” the dressing stool being provided for me to view the television.
“Now little brother I have three films, the first is my revenge, and I am only showing you it to get us in the mood, the second and third are my willing victims submitting themselves to me, you can choose one or other punishments from the last two, we will carry out the penance and then I shall be yours for an hour, one-hour mind, no more no less, and you can use me anyway you like but no marks, or your dead meat belive me!
She lay on the bed flicked the remote and the first film started, by now I didn`t know what to expect, but the film was obviously a hand held camera, probably on a stand at the start and an amateur camera -man, but I recognise Dennis immediately and I knew the other two lads by sight, anyway I knew the location straight away, it was bailies place in Nickelly woods near Ham-street, a village near here, Ros and I had delivered some bits there, for mother, raffle prizes I think for the tennis club.
Anyway, the three lads were tied up, all trussed and gagged, naked, each giving the impression that they were enjoying the experience, Reb dressed as she was now putting one lad in each room and making a thing about putting the two lads on beds, as if to wait for her to deal with them, then returning to Dennis. (Reb explained to me that she had actually released the other two and they had stayed out of camera shot one being the cameraman!) she had the lad stand hung him by his wrists from a beam, blindfolded him, then instead of the joy he was expecting, she set about him with a whip, explaining that he had ****d her `friend’ and her sister, and that he was going to admit it wasn’t he. An offer he refused, though as the whipping got harder to bear, his resolve got weaker, and finally crumbled, and he admitted it all including when, where, and who!
Still blindfolded he was bundled into a motor, and the next scene was of a clock striking midnight. The lad was left hands still bound, blindfolded and naked against a lamppost in Folkestone high street with a card hung round his neck saying r****t!
The video ended abruptly.
Her eyebrows raised, as she passed me the second tape saying to see this and the next you agree to my terms? Sadly, I was hitched and said; “reluctantly I do” to which I was rewarded by a huge grin and a big kiss.
The film opened with the camera wobbling about once more, same location, and no sign of Dennis, just the two lads, bound naked side by side and bent over a kitchen table, the camera on a stand, a voice I recognised as Reb`s explained that both lads wished to have sex with her and as thus they needed to pay first with a penance. As this was going on the camera moved round the room till it was placed on a stand surveying both lads from above their bodies looking down from their heads. My sister, in her leotard and batman hood now appeared in shot with a small blow torch and a metal rod which she shoed to the camera the end of the rod bent in the shape of an `R’ about an inch long
She showed the lads, neither of who looked happy, she lit the torch heated the brand and with no further adoo stuck the letter under the right cheek of the nearest lad. There was an unearthly scream as she held it there for a count of two, then returned the thing to the heat, the lad was now sobbing, and the second lad was by now attempting to get free, but she knew her knots, and the ropes held firm.
In a like fashion the second received the brand, again with the scream, the camera went off, no doubt for the lads to compose themselves.
Reb, as she changed the cassette saying; “that at her request, they then had been allowed an hour session (a ½ hour apiece) to avenge themselves on her!” her trusting them to stop on the hour and to leave no lasting marks while being as savage as they had wanted. She, saying she could hardly walk, when it was over, her body red raw from the whip, saying it was “tremendous fun!” and “that they had released her on time”, though in honesty, for her part “they could have kept going for ever!” which made me shudder! and that they then screwed her all-night till with ”my guts full from the constant screwing she I bathed then was dropped of home!
I now had a more candid view of my sisters make up and it was time for the third film!
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