Stephanie?s New Year

Story Codes:? m/f, bd, ds, humil, inc, reluc, spank, teen, slow

Part 1?????????????????? Stephanie Learns to be Touched

Synopsis:? Sequel to ?Conversations with Anna? by Katie Dale.? The original story was an instant message conversation and was recorded on asstr.org.? It involves a 14-year-old girl is gradually introduced into a submissive lifestyle by older brother.? Story is multi-part and rather long.? It is not a ?slam, bam, thank you ma?am? approach.

Introduction

This is a sequel to a 5 part instant message conversation submitted by Katie Dale, entitle ?Conversation with Anna?.? I was intrigued by the story and after it failed to continue this past January, I decided I?d just continue the story myself.? I have no idea if the original ?conversation? is real, or contrived.? However, I assure you that what follows is completely fictitious.?

I do not condone incest, the sexual abuse of minors, or any other deviant sexual practices.? This story is complete fantasy and is intended to stimulate the fantasies the reader.? It does not depict actual events and is not intended to be read by those under 18 years of age.

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I was unable to contact the author of Conversations with Anna, so my apologies if I have stepped out of line.? However, before you read further, please read Katie Dale?s story as it is a prelude to my own.?

The principals in the story are Stephanie, about whom the stories are written, her brothers Dave and Mike, her mother, and her friend Anna.? Anna was the one she conversed with through instant messages, but whom Stephanie never met.? I have taken Anna out of the story as I am now writing this from Stephanie?s perspective as a narrative rather than as an internet conversation.

To bring you briefly up to date, Stephanie is a 14-year-old girl who begins a conversation with Anna, telling her intimate problems of masturbation, the recent separation of her parents, her fear of her 17-year-old brother, Dave, and their subsequent make-up.? She discovers her brother?s collection of bondage paraphernalia and allows him to tie her up and caress her body, even bringing her to her first orgasms.? He was also permitted to spank her as punishment for throwing away one of his shirts.? She is an innocent, but gets turned on by the bondage and his caresses.? She feels guilty since it is her brother that excites her.? She is always covered by at least a bathing suit and no direct genital contact is achieved, but the reader can kind of tell where things are heading.? But that was just the beginning.

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I hope you enjoy, and please feel free to send your comments, questions and criticisms.

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My name is Stephanie and this is my story.? I turned 14 in October and I?m in the 8^th grade.? I?m about 5 feet tall and weight 94 pounds.? I have really dark brown hair ? actually its almost black ? which is really straight.? Sometimes I wish it had some wavy curl to it, but it hangs flat, down to the middle of my shoulder blades.? I do get compliments on it though; I think because it looks like silk (when its clean).? Though I?m not very tall, I?m still growing so I hope to make it to 5?6? at least some day.? I have an oval face and naturally white teeth, which look great when I smile.? My eyes are very green and sometimes people think I?m wearying contacts because of how green they are.?

I didn?t start puberty until about a year or so ago, and my figure has been developing ever since.? Of course, I hope I still have a ways to go.? My breasts are still almost non-existent.? They?re only A cup right now (about the size of small lemons) so I?m sure they?ll get bigger.? I?ve lost my baby fat though, so I have a nice hourglass type figure; a very slim waist and a cute little butt.? But I think my best assets are my legs.? They?re really long and toned and *I* think they look sexy.? I?m not very athletic and am somewhat of a skinny weakling, but I?ve always been very active so what little muscle I have is toned with next to no fat.?

I guess I should tell you about my family.? My parents separated a couple of months ago and I guess they?ll be getting a divorce.? My mom found out that dad was cheating on her with a 25 year old blond girl!? They had a big fight and so he packed up and moved out in late November.? It still hurts.? He hasn?t even called us since he left.? I always thought he loved me and if I needed something, it was him that I turned to.? I could never get squat from mom.? But I?ve hardly heard from him at all since he left.

He and my mom are both 45 but my mom doesn?t? look it.? She looks more like 32 so I can?t see why Dad left her.? But it didn?t take her long to find another guy.? She?s been seeing someone, but I?ve never met him.? I don?t even know his name.? Mom was always the strict one in the family and so she never tried to be my friend; always keeping some distance between us.? I?m not even sure she likes me.? She seems to LOVE Dave and lets Mike do whatever he wants, but I don?t think I mean squat to her.? I used to think that being her only daughter, she?d treat me kind of special, but it?s never happened.?

I?ve always tried to be a good girl, never even been out on a real date.? I?m a virgin and have never done anything with a guy but maybe a light kiss.? So the stuff that Dave and I have been doing is new and exciting for me.? I think it?s great that he?s teaching me more than I ever knew before about guys and even about myself.? Gee, before we started doing stuff, I?d never even had an orgasm.? I mean, I tried and all, but I just couldn?t seem to get excited enough to bring myself off.

I have two brothers, Dave and Mike.? Mike doesn?t hang around much.? He always seemed to treat me like I was in his way.? So I?ve avoided him when I could.? He has a lot of friends from school so he spends most of his time hanging out with them.? He even spends the night out over at their house?s a lot and we don?t even know where sometimes, but Mom doesn?t really care.? She?s gone a lot herself now with her new boyfriend.? It?s like being here reminds her of my dad, so she just stays away.

That leaves me at home alone a lot with my oldest brother, Dave.? He?s 17 and very strong.? We were really close when I was young, but then we drifted apart and after Dad left it got really bad.? Dave just drifted away from everyone.? But I?d see him looking at me, and not always like a brother should look at his sister.? When I found the handcuffs and gags in his room, it scared me, especially when he caught me looking.? I stayed away from him for a long time.? But just before Christmas I finally got the courage to talk to him and we?ve been much closer since then.?

I love him more than ever now.? I trust him to.? I know he would never really hurt me.? Even when we?ve played our games and he?s tied me up.? He never did anything to me I didn?t want him to do, even though I was helpless to stop him.? I don?t think its so weird anymore that he reads porn or fantasizes about tying people up, because, well? I?ve tried it and its exciting.? I hope that doesn?t make me weird, but I think there are a lot of people out there who have fantasies of being tied up.?

There?s something REALLY exciting about being tied up and helpless.? Well, I?m not sure if I?d feel the same with someone who might hurt me, but Dave wouldn?t do that.? He?s even told me he doesn?t like the torture stuff.? For us, it?s about control.? He likes to feel like he?s in control and I guess I kind of like feeling helpless.? And the way he touches me when I?m tied up?oooohh? it drives me wild.???

On Christmas, I let him put a collar on me and lock my wrist together as well as my ankles.? Then he blindfolded and gagged me.? I had told him he could touch me, but could only touch my pussy or my breasts with something other than his fingers or his mouth.? I had a one-piece swimsuit on.? It took a while before I let him go that far, but he?d been touching me everywhere else and it felt so good, I couldn?t resist.? So I let him touch me *there* too, but only with parts of himself that couldn?t really ?feel?.? It was awesome!? But it got better when he used what I think was a vibrator, against my pussy (through the swimsuit).? A few minutes of that and I came for the first time in my life!?

The next day was the day after Christmas of 2005 (Sunday) and everyone was home.? When Dave and I saw each other, we kind of smiled at each other with something like a hidden meaning, but we didn?t say anything about what we?d done the day before.? I kept thinking about it though.? I mean, he made me feel REALLY good.?

When I went to bed at night, I kept trying to make myself feel like that, but I couldn?t.? I just kept getting hornier.? I mean I?d rub myself between my legs and touch my nipples.? I even closed my eyes and tried to imagine it was Dave doing things to me, but it was never the same.?

It was Friday before Dave and I were alone again for any extended period.? Mom had told us that after work that day, she was going over to her boyfriend?s and they were flying out to spend New Year?s in New York City.? She wouldn?t be back until Monday evening.? We didn?t start school again until Tuesday, the 2^nd.

She told Dave to keep an eye on things ? that as the oldest, he was in charge.? She told him she?d given Mike permission to spend the weekend over at his friend?s house, so Dave and I would be on our own.? Since she was going to be out of town, she told me I wasn?t to be out past 9 and that I had to make sure Dave always knew where I was.? And, I had to have Dave?s permission to leave the house.

So Dave said, ?Okay Mom, I?ll keep her on a tight leash? with a big smile and a little wink at me.

I felt my face turning red remembering the collar and leash he had on me on Christmas, so I turned away and told Mom to have a good time in NY, then went to watch TV.? After she left (about 9 am), I just sat watching the morning shows until Dave came and sat down beside me.?

?Sooooo,? he said, ?whatcha wanna do today??

?Hmmmmm?? How about you taking me to the mall and buying me a new outfit??? Of course, I was thinking of something for school or maybe a ?going out? outfit.

?You know,? he said, ?that?s not a bad idea.? I mean, Mom gave me a little money to keep us occupied with and I?ve got some too?? So yeah, let?s do it!?

I was shocked!? I didn?t really think he?d actually take me; I?d just been kidding.? Of course I almost bolted to my room to get ready.? I could hear him laughing at me from the living room.

Half hour later, we were out the door.? Even though it was almost January, it was unusually warm and so I wore jeans and a pullover sweater over my bra that just touched the waist of my pants.? It was a little chilly, but I hate coats.? And I know? I probably didn?t need to wear a bra, but I wore padded bras that gave me a little more up top.?

I was hoping that Dave?d just give me some money when we got there and let me do my own shopping, but he?d have none of that.? He said he?d promised Mom to keep an eye on me, so I was stuck having him keep me company.? And he kept a hand on me the whole time, either around my shoulder or on my upper arm.? It was like he didn?t want me to run away.

We went into Lisa?s Place, a popular local clothing store for girls that sold trendy stuff, and started looking around in the teen fashions.? I was heading for the jeans, but Dave steered me over to the skirts.? He whispered in my ear that if he was going to be buying the outfits, it was going to be things HE wanted me to wear.? I wasn?t as happy about that, but hey, he was buying so I didn?t complain.? He kept hold of my arm with a gentle grasp as we looked through the skirts ? the short skirts.?

We found one that he liked, similar to what Wilma Flintstone wore, and he had me carry it.? It looked a little shorter that what I usually wore and was made from a rather thin white satin material.? Then we found two more that he approved of, both really short.? One was pleated like a school uniform skirt, but was solid black and made from thin cotton.? The other was a form fitting, really tight skirt that was made from a stretchy material.? I thought they looked sexy as hell, but they were a little shorter than I usually wore.

We also picked a few tops ? tank tops and tube tops, none that reached my navel.? Next, he guided me over to where they had the swim suits.? He picked out three for me to try on, and only one of them was a one-piece.? It even had a fairly low neckline and the bottom part came up on the sides so high it fit above my hips.

The other two were bikini suits.? The first was even a red thong suit with hardly enough material in front to cover me. ?I was thinking I might even have to trim things to maintain a any modesty.? The second one was blue and a little more modest but still displayed more than I wanted.

I tried to tell him these things were too short and skimpy for me.? He just told me they?d look great on me and I?d think so too once I got used to wearing them and saw how they looked.

He told me how great my body was and how pretty I?d look in these things.? He also told me it would make him really happy if I?d let him buy them for me.? He seemed so pleased, I didn?t have the heart to tell him no.? I could not imagine actually wearing these things.? And those tops would just show everyone I wasn?t well endowed.

But then he wanted me to try them on!? He pulled my arm and led me back to the dressing rooms.? He put me in a stall and said he?d give me one at a time, but wouldn?t give me the first one until I handed him the clothes I was wearing over the door.? I tried to protest, but part of me wanted to see how I looked in those outfits so I didn?t protest too much.

I took off my clothes and handed them out to him, leaving myself completely naked.? He handed the first one to me, opening the door only far enough to slip it in.? He didn?t make any attempt to peek.? He told me he?d wait just outside and when I was ready, I was to open the doors and let him see.

I didn?t really like this much.? I didn?t really want him controlling what I was going to buy, didn?t want to try them on here, and certainly didn?t think I wanted him to see me in these skimpy little things.? But he?d been really nice to me?

He told me to hurry up and he?d take me to my favorite restaurant for lunch, then we?d have ice cream!? So I went to work to keep him happy.

The first one was the Wilma skirt and a pink tank top.? The points of the skirt came to about four inches above my knees, but much of it was barely mid thigh.? I opened the door so he could see, but didn?t step out.? Dave had me turn around and show him the whole thing.? He had a big smile on his face as he watched me.? I could tell he liked it.? His expression was almost ? hungry.

?Mmmm Mmm,? he said, ?You look good enough to eat.?? I blushed, but loved his compliment.

We went through everything one at a time until we came to the thong bikini.? When he passed that one through the door for me to wear, I balked a little.? I just didn?t want to wear it and sure didn?t want him to see.? The problem was, he had all the other clothes, including the ones I wore to come here.?

No amount of protests would persuade him, so I agreed.? I put it on and looked at the mirror.? I was appalled!? There was like NOTHING to it!? And sure enough, there was a little pubic hair showing on either side of the little strip of cloth in front.? I tried to pull the cloth wider and even tucked some of the hair beneath the cloth, but some still showed if you looked careful.?

The top was so small, it just barely covered the brown aureoles around my nipples, leaving considerable cleavage showing.? I told him I didn?t think I could show him this one.

He said, ?Oh, come on Steph.? It?s just a swim suit.? And besides, you don?t want to have to leave here with just that on, do you??

I begged him to give me my clothes back and not make me show him this one.? He told me that if I wasn?t going to show him, he?d just leave me and head back home.? I knew I?d just die for anyone to see me like this, but better just Dave than the whole world.

But the next thing I knew, he was opening the doors to see me!? I almost screamed, but was so shocked, only a gasp escaped my throat.

?Oh yeah,? he said, ?You look AWESOME!!!?? and he just stared at me from top to bottom.

?Dave, close the door!? What are you doing?? Don?t look at me!?

But he just ignored me and kept looking.? I tried covering my crotch and breasts with my hands, but he reached out and took hold of my wrists and brought them down to my sides.

I wanted to cry I was so embarrassed, but it was hard to do that when he was smiling at me with such obvious appreciation for what he saw.? It actually kind of excited me that he had come in without permission when I was dressed so scantily.? And that he liked what he saw!? I know I should?ve been angry with him, but ?

?Now turn around,? he said, ?so I can get a good look at the back.?

I knew if I did that, he?d see my whole bum with only the thong running between my cheeks.? So, I didn?t move.

?Steph, come on, turn around.? and he held his finger up and circled it to emphasize his instruction.? I noticed his eyes seemed to be focusing on the little patch of cloth ?covering? my pussy mound, and just knew he was looking at the hairs poking out around the sides.? So, if just to keep him from looking at that, I started to turn.? When I was turned with my back toward him, I could feel his hands on my shoulders, stopping my turn.

?Sister Stephanie, you have an awesome ass!?

I could have just died!? My hands flew to cover my rear end, and I almost turned around again, but knew that would expose my skimpy front again.? His hands slid down again to grab my wrists and pull them away from my body.

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?Dave, please let me get dressed now.? You?ve seen enough.?? I was getting upset now, but I was also a little aroused and worried that I might dampen the little bit of material that made up the bottom of the suit.

?I could never get enough of you,? he said.? ?Just another minute more.? and he kept me still, holding my wrists so I didn?t have much choice.? I just stood there while his eyes raked my backside from head to toe.

Finally, he let me go with a sigh, but moved his hands to my shoulders again and twisted me around so I was facing him again.? I almost covered myself with my hands again, but figured he?d just stop me again so held my hands to my sides.

Eventually, he had enough and reached outside the cubicle and handed me my own clothes with one last appreciative look.? Then he stepped outside.? When I handed him over the last suit, he told me to hurry along as he was going to go pay for them.? I figured he?d be waiting a long time before he got me into that last one again.

He paid almost $280 for the outfits and I was grateful for his generosity, even though I wasn?t crazy about the selections.? As we left, he held my arm again, just above the elbow.? I was getting kind of used to it and hardly noticed.

True to his word, he took me to lunch at Friendly?s, but since we?d both just eaten lunch, we got a pint of ice cream and brought it home with us.? When we got home, I thanked him again for treating me to the outfits and lunch and all.? Then I have him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

He said to me, ?You could really show your appreciation if you played the tie-up game with me again.?? Somehow, I knew he?d want to play again.? It had been four days since last time and we?d be all alone for the whole weekend.

?Like, what did you have in mind??? I asked, not sure whether to be excited or anxious.

He told me that he just wanted another opportunity to make me feel good, like on Christmas.? Well, I?d been anxious about feeling like that again ever since last time he did that to me.?

I was still a little nervous though, but said, ?Yeah, sure.? anyway.? I mean, I really, really, really liked those feelings and couldn?t resist, but I didn?t want him to know how excited I was.?

?Okay,? he said, ?come with me.?

He took my arm again and helped me up the stairs and into his room.? I stood looking out the window while he got his stuff.? I heard him step up behind me and was about to turn around but he touched my shoulders and told me to stay where I was, with my back to him.

I felt him move my hair to one side and then he put the collar around my neck and clicked the lock, then attached the leash.? I?m not really crazy about the whole collar and leash thing.? It makes me feel like a pet or a slave or something.? It?s a little more degrading than just being tied or cuffed.? Next, he locked the padded leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles, but doesn?t attach them to each other yet.? These are all about an inch and a half wide and made from a dark brown leather, even the collar.

?Comfy?? he asks.

I assured him I was fine.? He?d brought the bags from the store upstairs with him so he pulled out the one-piece swim suit and handed it to me.? He led me to the closet (which made me nervous, remembering my last time there) and attached the leash to the cloths bar.?

He put me inside and shut the door, telling me he?d be right outside and just call out when I?m done.? So I go ahead and change, then call out to let him know I?m done.? As the door opened, I stood there in the one piece suit wearing my jeans on top of the suit, but I?d left the sweater off.

He frowned at me and said, ?Now did I tell you to put your jeans back on??

I told him no, but since he didn?t tell me not to, I figured he wanted me with my street clothes on like last time.

?Stephie, when we play our little game, only do what I tell you to do? don?t make assumptions.? I?ll have to punish you for that later.?

My jaw drops!? ?What?!? I said, thinking:? I didn?t do anything wrong!

?Well,? if you?re gonna play ? and get your thrills ?? you have to play the game right.?

?Wha da ya mean, ?play it right??? I said.? ?I don?t know what you?re talking about.?

?When we play, you do what I say.? No more.? No less.?

?Oh? I say.? ?Okay, but you can?t do anything that I don?t want.? And you can?t touch me in my privates.?

?Sure, you know you can trust me.? We?ll only go as far as you?ve agreed already.?

So I told him, ?Alright.?

?Well? ?? he said, looking at me expectantly.

I went ahead and took off my jeans again, leaving the bathing suit as my only covering.? Even though he?s seen me in only a suit before, I was still embarrassed and kept my eyes on the floor.

?Very nice? he tells me, ?Good girl? and I looked up into his smiling face and could tell I?ve pleased him.? It made me feel good to know I made him happy.? I knew I could trust him.? I loved him and wanted us both to have a good time.

He just looked at me for a minute with that hungry look and I started getting a little uncomfortable again, but then he made me feel really embarrassed?

He said, ?Now, what did we learn last time?? Remember what you need to say to me??

?Oh no? I thought, ?the butt stuff.?? My face feels like it?s been sunburned and turns beet red.? But this time, I know better than let him lock me in the closet so I go ahead and say it.

?P? Pl? Please brother dear, feel my butt, it feels so good when you do.?? I just wanted to die of embarrassment and looked at the floor again.? But you know what?? I really wanted him to do it to me.? Isn?t that bad?

He pulled me into a tight hug and didn?t do anything for a minute? just rubbed my back with one hand and caressed my head with his other.? I hugged him back, pulling him hard into my body.? It felt warm and comforting to be holding each other, but? gawd, now I WANTED him to touch me.

Almost as if he was responding to my hidden desires, the hand that was caressing my back drifted almost imperceptibly downward.? It moved slowly and gently from one side to the other and then a little up and down across my back.? Each time, the hand would move like a centimeter lower.

After a few minutes, he was actually venturing across the upper portions of my butt.? I was getting warm between my legs? just with the anticipation of it.? I kept my arms around him, stroking his back too, but not daring to move down to his butt.

Then he whispered in my ear, one hand still on the backside of my head and holding me so his mouth was right next to my ear.? He said to me, real quietly, ?Do you really want me to touch your butt??

I just nodded.? I was already breathing kind of raspy and deep.?

But he said with this barely audible voice, ?No, TELL me what you want.?

I think my mind must have shut down ?cause I said just as softly, ?Please touch my butt, pleeeease.? and I was begging him.

?There?s a good girl? he said.

And then he did.? His hand was on my butt, gently at first, just lightly caressing me, so I hardly felt him at all.? And I must have been really losing my self control because I let out an involuntary sigh.? It just felt so good to have him touching me.

His other hand left my head and also started to feel my butt.? After a few minutes of these light strokes, I could tell he?s pressing more on my butt, gradually increasing the pressure.? And he started to lightly squeeze me, one hand on each butt-cheek.? His hands gently kneaded my butt cheeks, pulling me into him.

And I could tell he liked it too, because his penis was hard and pressing into my front?? The heat and moisture between my legs seemed to increase.? It seemed like I could feel his heat too.? He kept squeezing me harder and almost lifted me off the floor in a kind of up and down motion ? against his hard hot penis.

I got SO excited.? I was wet between my legs!? And with only a bathing suit on, it was going to be obvious when he saw me.? Actually, the way he was squeezing me into himself, I was just sure I was getting his pants wet.

?All warmed up now?? he asked, as his fingers moved down the center of my butt toward my rosebud and back again.?

All I could say was ?mmmm.?? I felt like such an idiot.? Here I was, wearing a collar and leash, and only a swimsuit to cover me, having my butt groped by my brother ? and I enjoyed it!? That?s got to be a little sick.?

He took his hands off my butt, moving one to the small of my back and the other around to my chin, which he lifts and gives me a kiss on the cheek and then just a brush of his lips on my mouth.? It was done in such a sweet and gentle way; it didn?t cross my mind that it might be sexual.? I missed him touching my butt though; I wanted him to keep doing that.

Then he attached the wrist cuffs together in front of me and led me over to his bed where I sat down.

He said, ?Now be sure to let me know if I do something you don?t like, okay???

I just nodded my head, unsure what he had in mind next, but still pretty turned on by what he?d been doing.? And I have to admit ? not knowing what was coming next excited me a little too.

He got the ball gag and told me to open wide.? I wasn?t crazy about being gagged again, but I guess I was still in a little bit of a daze from the butt strokes because I just opened up for him to insert it in my mouth.? After it?s in, it occurred to me it will be a little difficult to tell him I don?t want him doing something with a gag in my mouth.

Then he put the blindfold on me.? Not being able to see what he?s doing is a little scary, but exciting too.? Next, he lifted my legs onto the bed and twisted me around to lie down on my back with my head on the pillow.

He lifted my bound arms over my head and attached them to the headboard, then stretched my left leg down and attached the cuff to the left corner of the foot of the bed, then my right leg to the opposite corner.? He?s got me helpless, on my back with my legs spread as far as the bed will let them.? For some reason, I trusted him to do this to me, but was excited to be helpless on his bed.? I knew he wouldn?t do anything bad.

He went to work on the front of my body.? He stroked, rubbed, massaged, and caressed every inch of the front of my body (above my waist) for like the next 20 minutes ? though he didn?t touch my private parts at all yet.? He just made me really relaxed and comfortable, rubbing my neck, my head, my shoulders, my sides and even my stomach and ribs.? When he was touching my stomach and rib cage, he was very gentle.? I could hardly feel his fingers as they roamed around my abdomen.? But it was turning me on even more.? I just knew I was getting my new suit wet.? Part of me was afraid of him touching my breasts, and part of me ached for him to touch me there.

Then as he?s started rubbing my legs.? He started with my feet, rubbing and massaging them and then his hands were moving up and he caressed my ankles, then my calves.? Finally he was touching my thighs? mmmm?? it felt so nice.? Especially when he moved to the insides of my thighs.? He stayed clear of my vagina though.? But as he moved his hands around on my thighs, he came closer and closer.? My pussy was itching something fierce.? It seemed to have a mind of its own.? It wanted to be touched too.

Occasionally, he would bend over and kiss me on some part of my body: my arms, my legs, my head ? even occasionally just brushing my lips where they surrounded my gag.? And while he was touching me in one place, he would use his mouth to blow air somewhere else.? Sometimes he would blow gently on my cheek, or even across my lips.? Then he might blow in my ear ? that felt really weird, but in a good way.?? When he was rubbing my thighs, I could feel him blowing air across first one nipple then the other.? His mouth didn?t touch me, but right then? I wanted it to.?

My mind drifted as I released myself to his caresses.? I couldn?t see, I couldn?t talk; all I could do was lie there and feel Dave?s hands roaming over my body.? I stopped thinking about what was right or wrong.? My body was one big mass of nerve endings which he seemed to be stimulating almost all at once.? My world became the sensations he was giving me, the pleasure of being touched.? And my body wanted more.? It was greedy; the more he touched me, the more I wanted.

As the hand that was rubbing my thighs drifted up, I felt the back of his hand brush my vagina for the first time through the swimsuit.? Through the gag, I gasped.? It was like an electric shock went through my body, starting where he touched me and going out through my hands and feet.? Each little contact between us made me want more.

His other hand reached across my stomach and I felt his fingers stroke my side as his arm gently touched me.? Then he moved his fingers toward my underarm, with his arm sliding up from my stomach and across my ribs, then brushing my nipples.? The contact was brief, but it left me wanting more? more touches of my breasts and more between my legs.

But he maintained the rules of our previous time and didn?t touch me in those places with his fingers or his mouth.? As that thought struck me, it occurred to me that we hadn?t talked about it this time and I?d not given him permission to touch me there again.?

But I didn?t care.? I wanted it and didn?t care then that it might be wrong.? He continued with his caresses.? More and more often, he touched my hardened nipples and my vagina, but because he wasn?t using his hands or his mouth, there was no manipulation of those areas ? no pulling, no penetration, no holding or pinching.

And it was still turning me on!? My body started squirming around on the bed.? When his hands were anywhere near my thighs or mound, I felt my butt lifting off the bed, trying to get him to press his hand into me.? Reason had left me.? I wanted more!

At one point he pulled the back of his finger across my suit and right through my slit.? He held it up to my nose.? I could smell the muskiness of my juices that had soaked through the suit and he smeared the juice on my upper lip.

He whispered in my ear as his hand returned to rubbing me, ?You really like this, don?t you Steph??

I did, but just couldn?t really admit it to him, even though the evidence was right there on my lip and soaking through my suit.? I just squirmed around and moaned.

All of a sudden I heard that buzzing sound again.? Just the sound got me even more excited.? He must have had it right next to my ear.? He held it to my cheek and I could feel the vibrations on my face.? Slowly, he moved the instrument down my neck and then to my breasts where he pulled it in a circle around my nipples and then across them, first the left and then the right.? I felt it move in lazy circles around my stomach as it moved lower and lower down my body.

I wanted it between my legs.? I craved it!? He took it across my pubic mound but then bypassed my vagina and worked it around the inside of my thighs.

I felt my hips move up from the bed.? They were trying to move toward what my body wanted.? I wasn?t really consciously doing it; all my mind was doing was reveling in the sensations.? When I realized what I was doing, I stopped and tried to plant my butt on the mattress.? I didn?t want him to know how badly I wanted that thing in contact with my pussy.

Finally, after what felt like forever, it was there!? He circled it around my slit a while and then suddenly pressed it hard against my clit.? The suit still separated it from me, but I?d been wanting it for so long, I climaxed right away.? It was he most powerful organism I?d ever felt.

Waves of pleasure washed over me.? I screamed into the gag.? My body spasmed and shook with the waves of pleasure.? I thought after I came, he?d stop and let me rest, but he didn?t.? He just kept it there, buzzing around my slit.? Up and down and around.?

I?d hardly recovered from my first orgasm when I felt another orgasm coming on, but just as it was about to hit, the buzzing stopped and the device was gone from between my legs.

He was suddenly not touching me at all, and my hips thrust up, trying to find that wonderful device again.? I started whimpering like a frustrated puppy.?

I heard his voice whisper in my ear, ?You liked that didn?t you baby??

I couldn?t help it and nodded my head, moaning into the gag.? I felt so helpless, so out of control of my own body, and so turned on.

He asked if I wanted more.? ?Stupid question? I thought.? With no hesitation, I nodded my head vigorously, even as my hips continued to move back and forth in frustration.

Then the buzzing was back and the jiggling pressure returned to my pussy as the device was teased across my swim suit.? I knew my hips were lifting off the bed, trying to get better contact, but I just didn?t care anymore.

His other hand or arm or something returned to brush my nipples.? Once again, I could feel myself building to a climax.? I almost had it? and he stopped again.

I wanted to scream my frustration and thrashed around on the bed, my hips bucking up and down and back and forth on the bed, trying to find that stupid device.? I wanted to cum so bad.

?Does baby want to cum??? I heard whispered in my ear.

I nodded my head as hard as I could.? I wasn?t really thinking anymore.? I was just a creature of passion and filled with lust, wanting satisfaction for my pussy.

?I?m not sure I should let you? he said, almost sadly.

I felt panicked.? Then I felt the vibrator again (it could only have been a vibrator).? He stroked me with it, but just enough to keep me on edge.? But he stopped again.

?I think you should let me touch you with my fingers, don?t you?? I know you want me to.?? He turned the buzzer on and off, resting it lightly between my legs, but not enough for me to get any satisfaction.

Instinctively, I shook my head.? There was just enough of my rational mind left to know I shouldn?t allow that permission.

Then the buzzing stopped altogether and the touch of both his hands and the device were gone.

?Okay,? he said, ?if that?s the way you want it, we can stop.?

I hesitated for just a second.? I didn?t know how far this was going to go, but just then, I didn?t care.? I just needed to cum.? I tried to scream in the gag.? I shook my head again.

?You don?t want to stop??

Again I shook my head, tears coming to my eyes beneath the blindfold.? I wanted to cum, but I didn?t want to give in.? I was so confused.? But I didn?t want it to stop either.

?You really want me to touch you, don?t you Steph?? he asked.

I just nodded once, thinking with my limited ability to reason at the moment;? ?He?s already touching me, just not with what can feel, so does it make much difference??

I felt the buzzing start again.? He moved it around on my thighs first, then around my mound an up across the top of my pussy mound.? Gradually it came toward my clit, but then he pushed it under the leg opening of my swimsuit where it was near my pussy, but not touching it.? I tried to twist toward it, but couldn?t get close enough.? I was getting frantic.? I was so close to cumming and he kept denying me.

Then I felt him loosening the strap of my gag, removing the ball from my mouth.

?Tell me, Steph.? Tell me you want me to touch you.? I know you need it.? Beg me.? Beg me to touch you however I want.? You know you want it.? You need to be touched.? Your body craves it; is hungry for it.? You need to be touched, don?t you Steph??

I was sobbing.? I knew he was right.? I did want it.? My body needed that touch.? But it felt like a part of me was dying.? Some part of who I had been seemed to be slipping away.? I nodded my head.

?Yeah, I know baby girl.? My beautiful Steph.? he said as his hand caressed my cheek.? ?But now I need you to tell me.? I can?t do it unless you beg me to touch you, baby.?? His other hand was on my inner thigh, moving up and down, gently caressing me.? The devise buzzed just inches from my clit as he moved it around? just a little, keeping my pussy hungry.

I felt defeated.? My hips continued to move around trying to capture the device.? My pussy kept lifting to find relief, demanding satisfaction.? I knew what I had to do.

?P? Pla? Please!? I gasped, out of breath.? ?Please touch me, touch my pussy, touch my breasts.? Touch me however you want.? I just need to cum.? Please, Dave.?

?There?s my good girl? he said, ?You like to feel good, don?t you??

Again, I nodded, feeling defeated.? I was betrayed by my own body.

I felt his fingers stroking my nipples on top of the suit, rubbing them, gently squeezing them, but the vibrator didn?t immediately move.? I did feel the front of his hand on my pussy though.? His fingers stroked me through the suit.? I felt guilty for letting him do it, but I was also lost in the pleasure he was giving me.? It was so sinfully wonderful.? Once again my body responded and I felt the heat rising inside me.

I could feel the vibrator move again and at the same time, his finger pushing slightly into me through the suit as the vibrator played against the my clit.? I just knew I was going to explode.? Then I could feel his teeth gently grabbing the other nipple while his hand continued to rub the first one.

I lost it.? My mind seemed to erupt with the orgasm he?d been denying me.? I must have had a multiple orgasm because it lasted forever, one wave after another.? The waves washed over me, electricity shooting from my clit to my breasts and back to the depths of my vagina and then shooting all through me.? My body went crazy on the bed, thrashing around in my bondage as if it wanted desperately to be free.?

I didn?t actually pass out, but I was definitely in lala land.? As I came back to myself, I saw a flash through my eyelids.? When I opened my eyes I saw Dave pointing his digital camera at me.? I had no idea what kind of pictures he?d taken and though I felt anger about it, I didn?t really have the energy to protest right then.

I realized that my hands and feet were no longer bound to the bed or to each other, though the cuffs were still on my wrists and ankles.? My gag was out and the blindfold off.? I just lay there on the bed, curled in a ball, feeling sated but exhausted.? There was a blanket over me.? But I wasn?t quite free.? The leash was connected to the collar and the bed frame.?

It hit me what had happened.? I closed my eyes as I remembered.? I felt terribly embarrassed that things had gone so far.? I had let Dave touch me with his hands and his mouth and had cum like a bitch in heat.? And somehow, the fact that I had enjoyed it so much made it both better and worse.? I was so confused.? I could feel the tears starting to form and squeezed my eyes shut trying to keep them from leaking out.? Was I a slut for letting him do that to me, for wanting it so bad?

Dave?s voice from the doorway surprised me and I jumped when he said, ?How are you, baby??

I didn?t know what to say, so I just said nothing.? As he got closer he must have seen the tears though, because he sat down on the bed and used a finger to wipe them from my eyes.

He asked me what was wrong.? I told him I didn?t really know? that I was confused.?

He thought a minute and said, ?Tell me if I get it right?? so I look up at him through misted eyes, wondering what he?s going to say.? I wanted to understand and I hoped he could help.

??You feel embarrassed because you allowed yourself to be touched in some very sensitive and private places? places no one else has ever touched before.??

I just nodded.

?You feel guilty because you don?t think you should be doing these things.? Also because it?s your brother making you touching you, but at the same time, it makes you feel really good, right???

Again, I nodded, still watching him expectantly.

?You feel like you should have stopped me, rather than giving me permission to go further.?

I nodded again and the tears increased.? I felt embarrasses all over again and turned red.

Dave hesitated, then said, ?And? when you give in to your desires for the sake of pleasure ? when you orgasm with my touches, you think maybe you?re not a being a good girl?? That it?s wrong?? Maybe even a little slutty?

I just broke into sobs, my shoulders shaking and my eyes flooding.

He pulled me into his arms and told me it was okay.? He stroked my hair and my back.? Eventually I felt a little better and stopped crying, but didn?t let go.

Then he shocks me, saying, ?Actually Steph, in a way, you are a slut.?

I stiffen and straighten up, pulling back from him, saying ?WHAT??? I was insulted!? That wasn?t what I?d expected him to say.

He smiles and told me that at times, most girls are sluts.? His voice takes on that gentle patient manner he used when teaching me something.? He said that when some girls are in the height of passion, their rational thinking shuts down and they become consumed by their physical needs.? Those physical needs overpower her mind.? All she can do is find a way to be satisfied.? When that happens, a girl becomes a slut, someone willing to do just about anything to have an orgasm.

If just to make myself feel better, I started to believe him.? It helped to think that I was no different from other girls, even though part of me was trying to tell me that this wasn?t the definition of a slut that I was familiar with.

Is that true?? Are we all sluts when we really get turned on?? But he said ?most.?

So I asked, ?What about the other girls; the girls who don?t do that??

?Well, those are the goodie-goodies.? They?re the girls who don?t really like to be excited or feel good.? Some of them will never enjoy pleasure.? But you?re not a goodie-goodie, Steph.? And guys don?t really like the goodie-goodies anyway.? Guys like girls like you, girls that are a little naughty underneath. ?And YOU, my little sister, have a lot of naughty in you.? It?s just that you?ve had to keep it hidden for the last fourteen years.? Now you?re beginning to explore that part of yourself.? You?re freeing yourself of the chains of being a goodie-goodie.? But if left to yourself, you might never discover yourself.? That?s why I?m helping you.? I want to help you discover yourself.? I want you to know the passion inside yourself.?

Dave went on to say that when I was tied up like that, it wasn?t really my choice anyway.? He said that since he was the one controlling me, it wasn?t my fault what I felt or did, but his.? When I was under his control, I wasn?t responsible and had nothing to feel guilty about.

That made me feel better too.

So he said, ?You like being controlled though, don?t you?? It gives you a kind of freedom?? That way you can feel things and don?t have to be responsible for them.? Steph, you?re a very special girl.? You get turned on pretty easy, but only when you are under someone else?s control.? That?s why you?ve had such a hard time getting yourself excited.?

I didn?t know he knew about that!? Immediately, I flushed in embarrassment and hung my head.?

?You?re what we call a natural submissive.? That makes you very special.? You like being bound.? You like someone else pleasuring you, and yes, I?ve noticed you get a little turned on by pain, too.?

I blushed again, thinking, ?How does he know these things??

?There is also a part of you that gets turned on by being humiliated too, right??

I shook my head and told him he was crazy.

He leaned toward me a little and moved my hands out of my lap where I?d been holding them.? Whispering in my ear in a deep voice, he said, ?I know because even now you?re wetting yourself just hearing me talk about it.? I can even smell your juices leaking out of you.?

I gasped in humiliation and looked down at my crotch, which was getting wetter all the time.? I mean, my orgasms earlier had already made me wet, but now it was spreading.

?It?s alright, my sexy little sister.? That?s one of the things that makes you special.? he told me with a smile.? ?So does all this makes sense to you?? Does it feel true??

So I told him, ?Some of it, I guess.?? I just didn?t want to reveal too much of how I felt, especially since he seemed to be reading my mind.? I was worried that if I confirmed what he said, he could take advantage of it.? Besides, he?d given me a lot to think about.? A lot of that stuff I?d never thought about before.? I still wasn?t sure if what he said was a good thing or a bad thing.

And? if I gave him too much control, he?d do things I didn?t want, so I told him I didn?t want him to give him any kind of blanket permissions.?

And he said, ?Okay? for now.? I mean, the more I let you stay in control, the more responsible you are.?

But then he let it go and suggested we go watch TV for a while.

I just nodded and smile.

He reaches over and released my leash from the bed frame, but not from my neck.

Dave stands up and pulls on my leash until I?m standing beside him, dressed in my swim suit, my collar and leash, and the wrist and ankle cuffs.

I asked him if I could get dressed now, but he said, ?What do you mean, you ARE dressed.?

He turns me around and pulls my arms behind me, attaching my wrists together.? Then he pulls me behind him by the leash downstairs to the living room where we sit on the couch and watch a movie.? I just resigned myself to his wishes for the time being.? During the movie, he keeps an arm around me or a hand touching me the whole time.? I felt secure in his love and enjoyed his attentions.

While we were watching the movie, he asked me about different guys we saw.? First he?d ask which ones I thought were cute and if I thought they were built.? Then he started asking about their butts and even if I could tell anything about the bulge in the front of their pants.?

I started looking at all the guys and evaluating them for Dave (and for myself).? I started paying less attention to the actual movie and more attention to how the guys looked.

About halfway through the movie, his hand starts rubbing my inner thigh.? If felt good and seemed innocent enough considering what we?d been doing earlier.? Then his hand worked up my thigh and I felt his little finger brush up against my pussy mound.

I reached down and moved his hand away.

He said, ?Now Steph, you already told me I could touch you.?? And his hand returned to where it had been.

I said, ?But I don?t want you to touch me now.? Let?s just watch the movie.?

Dave said, ?Okay, if that?s the way you want it.?

He reached up an pushed me forward and released the wrist cuffs from each other, then pulled my hair out of the way and removed the collar, then tells me to go change into whatever clothes I want.? He?d take my cuffs off when I came back.

I was confused again.? ?What do you mean?? I say.

He said, ?Go change.? We?re done.?

?But? ?

?Steph? he said, ?We?re not going to play if you change the rules you?ve already agreed to.?

?But, it?s not that I don?t want to play, I just don?t want to be touched like that right now.?? After all, I did like being caressed and made to feel good, but part of me wanted to control when and how far that went.

?Fine.?? He said.? ?Go change.?

?Dave??? I began, not really wanting to stop playing completely.

He interrupts me, ?Steph? look at this leash.? Look at your cuffs.? Just what game did you think we?re playing?? This game is about control.? It is about you releasing control to me.? When we play, you don?t get to decide the when or the where.? I told you, I wouldn?t do anything you haven?t agreed to, but you have to surrender all other decisions to me.?

?Since you want to keep changing the rules back and forth, we?re done.? Go change.?

I didn?t want to stop completely right then and besides, how bad could it be.? If I have to agree to the guidelines, why can?t I just let him do the rest?? He made me realize I had tried to violate the game by taking control.?

?Okay Dave, I?ll do it.? I?ll play your way.?

He ignores me and uses the remote to channel surf on the TV.

I didn?t want him mad at me so I get down on my knees and hold my hands together in front of me in a pleading fashion and say, ?Please Dave, can?t we keep playing??

He ignores me for like two minutes, just letting me kneel there.

?Please??

He slowly turned to me and just looked at me for a minute.? Then he said, ?On three conditions.?

Oh no, I think? what now?

?What conditions?? I ask.

?First, I still want you to change, but you have to put on one of the two-piece swim suits.?

Hesitantly I ask, ?Which one??

He smiled, and I got nervous.? ?The blue one? he said.?

I was so relieved.? Even though it?s pretty skimpy, at least it?s not the red thong suit.? ?Okay? I said.

?Two, when you come back down, you have to beg me again to touch your pussy and your tits, just like you begged me to touch your ass.? Don?t worry, we?re still talking about staying outside you clothes, but I want you to beg me when you?re not all hot and bothered.? ?? He looked at me like he expected me to balk.

I turned beet red, and almost did balk.? My jaw dropped to the floor.? But I thought, ?Well, he?s already touched me there, what?s the big deal??? If I said no, it was all over and he might never touch me again.? And I did trust him.? He never did anything I hadn?t really agreed to.? Reluctantly, I nodded but my eyes were on the floor.

?Okay, go change into the blue suit and we?ll worry about the rest later? he said.

Wondering what the ?rest? was, I went upstairs and changed suits.? The one I was wearing still had a damp crotch from earlier anyway.? The blue swimsuit was cute on me, but there wasn?t much left to the imagination.?

Reluctantly, I went back down and stood before my brother.? He ignored me and continued watching TV.? This was so humiliating!? I knew what he wanted me to say, but I just couldn?t manage to get the words out.

Finally, he looked up at me expectantly.

Swallowing my pride, I said, ?Please brother dear feel my vagina, it feels so good when you do.?

He smiled but said, ?This isn?t anatomy class, try again.?

Crap!? I couldn?t believe I was doing this.? ?Please brother dear feel my pussy, it feels so good when you do.?? I felt SOOO humiliated.

?And what else do you want me to feel?? he said.

Could this get any worse?? I started to wonder if this was worth it.? But then I saw him take something out of his pocket.? It?s shinny metal and looks like stainless steel or something.? Then I realized what it was.? The vibrator.? Just the sight of it got me a little excited.

Without thinking, I went ahead and said, ?Please brother dear, feel my butt; it feels so good when you do.?

He said, ?Yeah, and what else?? and he pointed to his chest.

Sighing, I said, ?Please brother dear, feel my tits; it feels so good when you do.?? By then I was completely embarrassed and red to my toes, but can?t take my eyes off the vibrator.

?Good? he said.? ?Good girl.? Now let?s try them all together.?

?Please brother dear, feel my pussy and my butt and my tits.? Please feel me anywhere you want.?? Tears were starting to leak out my eyes now.? ?I won?t say no again.?

His face lit with a big smile.? ?Very good Stephanie.?

Finally!? He?s happy again.? I was glad I?d pleased him.? My face responded with a small smile.

?

?But? ? he said, ?You haven?t really been a good girl ALL day.? A little while ago, you told me no and tried to change the rules.? You were a bad girl, weren?t you, Steph??

I didn?t say anything.? He made me feel bad that I?d tried to do that.?

?Weren?t you, Stephanie?? Weren?t you a bad girl?? Answer me.? he repeated a bit more pointedly.

?Yes? I said.? ?I?m sorry.?

Dave said, ?I?m glad you?re sorry, but what about next time?? I think I should punish you so that there won?t be a next time, don?t you agree??

My jaw drops.? ?What?what do you mean??? I ask.?

?Steph, you were a bad girl.? Bad girls have to be punished, right?? That way they learn not to be bad again?

?Well?? I said.

Dave looked at me expectantly and said, ?Right, Steph?? And I haven?t forgotten earlier when you wanted to dress in more than I told you to.? Don?t you think if you?re a bad girl, you should be punished a little?? ?

?I? I guess.? I said without a lot of conviction.

?Now remember last time? he said.? ?When you threw away my shirt??

?Yeah.?

?That wasn?t too bad, was it??? Dave asked me as he took both my hands in his own, holding them between us.

?No.?? I said.? ?It was okay.?

?So why don?t you ask me to spank you again.? That?s what you did last time.? You wanted to make things right, so you wanted me to punish you.? You do want to make it right again don?t you??

I could not believe he wanted me to ask him to spank me.

?Come on, Steph.?

I still hesitated, but after a minute, resigned myself to the inevitable and did as he asked.

?Okay, okay? Please Dave, would you spank me??? I said quickly to get it over with.? I felt my will crumble a little further.

?Close? he said.? ?But I want you to be specific.? Tell me why you need to be spanked and where you want me to spank you.?

I thought about asking him to spank me on my wrist or something, but I was just sure he wouldn?t go for that and it might make things worse.

I relented and said, ?Please Dave, please spank me on my butt.? I need to be punished for being a bad girl.? I tried to wear too many clothes and then I tried to change the rules and told you not to touch me.?

He smiled at me, then fastened my wrists together in front of me with the cuffs that have remained on my wrists.? Then he reached down and fastened my ankle cuffs together, too.? He pulled me down so I lay across his knees again.

Putting one hand on my back to hold me steady, he rested his other hand on my butt.? If I?d have known I was going to have to go through all this when I went to change, I think I might have just said forget it and sacrificed never having him touch me again.

Before he started spanking me, he took several minutes to feel my butt through the swimsuit.? He even put his fingers in my crack and just rubs me a while.

Naturally, it?s turning me on.? I thought about telling him to stop, but we?d been through that already.? Besides, like he reminded me, I?d already given him permission to do this.? Heck, I even begged him to feel my butt.

In a flash, his hand left my butt only to be brought down again ? hard.?

It took a few seconds for the pain to register.? ?OUCH!? I said.? He?d hit me harder than he had before and it really HURT!.

He started rubbing me again after he hit me.? It?s so confusing to my emotions.? First, there was pleasure, then pain, then pleasure again.

He smacked me again, and then again rubbed me.? This went on for several minutes.? His smacks were really hard, somewhat offset by the rubbing between each one.?

It seems to go on forever.? My ?ouches? turn to small screams.? My eyes start watering with tears of pain.? My butt starts really hurting.? It feels like it?s on fire.? My screams are getting louder and I?m sobbing like a baby.?

?Please Dave.? Stop!? That?s enough.? It hurts!?

He ignored me.? Smack!? Rub.? Smack!? Rub.? Smack!? Rub.? Smack!? Rub.? On and on.

?Dave!? I promise!? I won?t do it again.? I?ll be good.? I?ll do anything you want.? Please!?

Finally he stopped the hitting and just kept me there while he rubbed my butt and tells me that it?s all done.? He said all is forgiven and that I?m a good girl again.?

I thought it was just going to be a ?little? punishment.

Apparently, spanking me makes him excited because I could feel his cock had gotten hard and poked into my stomach.? But he wasn?t the only one excited.? For some strange reason, I?m damp between my legs, despite being in real pain.

He noticed too.? How could he not with my crotch resting on his thigh.? He said, ?hmmmm? and I felt his finger against the fabric of my crotch.

?I thought things were beginning to feel a little damp? he said.

How humiliating!

?Now? he said, ?let?s not have anymore disobedience, shall we??

I shook my head and promised not to disobey him anymore.

He helps me stand up again.? Seeing my tears, he pulled me down to sit on his lap and hugged me.? I liked the hug, but my butt was sore and I didn?t really want to be sitting just then.

?You know I love you, don?t you Steph?? he said.

This surprised me.? He doesn?t usually say he loves me.? So I didn?t say anything.? But my heart kind of melted to hear him say that.

?I really do love you,? he said, ?and I want you to be a good girl.? So we have to make sure you do this right, so you can keep being a good girl.?

Somehow, this makes sense to me in my confused, pain-filled state of mind.

He stroked my hair and hugged me tight.? My butt was sore, but since it was kind of hanging off his lap, I wasn?t sitting on it as much as I was the back of my legs.

His hand stroked my hair and my back.? Other than the strap of the swimsuit top, my back was naked and I enjoyed the feel of his hand on my flesh.? It was so soothing.

While I was sitting there, he fastened the collar around my neck again.? He?d taken it off when he first told me to go upstairs.? I heard the click as he locked it in place; the leash, dangled down in front.?? In some warped way, I felt glad that he had put the collar back on me again.? It meant that I was forgiven and we could continue to play our little game.

Lifting my bound hands over my head, he placed them behind my neck and used the leash to keep them there.? This exposed my entire body to his desires.

?After all,? he said, ?the more helpless you are, the more you lose that sense of responsibility, don?t you??? His finger traced a path down from my raised elbow and through my sensitive underarm and down my side.

I just nodded my head, my tears pretty much dried up.? In a strange way, I felt taken care of.

Then he turned me so my back was toward his chest, kind of draped over his left side.? My sore butt was on his lap (which made me squeal).? His hands come around and grabbed my thighs, pulling them apart and on either side of his legs.? I could feel his penis getting harder below my butt crack.? I winced at the pain of my spanked butt.

His arms reached around me and his hands began to caress my body.? With only the bikini swimsuit on, it was easy for him to access a lot of flesh.? He rubbed and caressed me all over my unprotected skin.? I just wilted into him.

I felt his hands on my breasts (over the bikini top).? My nipples instantly hardened as he gently brushed his hand against them.? He has a hand on each breast, on top of my suit.? After a while of gentle brushes, his fingers began to scratch my nibbles.? Then he held them between his thumb and forefinger and rolled them around, softly manipulating them as much as he could through the suit.

All of a sudden, I screeched as he squeezed one of my nipples between his fingers.? Even though it hurt, I could tell my pussy seemed to like it.? I gasped as he stretched it out from my breast as far as the suit allowed.? Before I could really protest, he released it and resumed his more gentle ministrations while he gave the other nipple his more aggressive treatment with his other hand.

While he was doing this, he kept up a steady line of compliments, whispering to me with his lips just touching my ear.? He told me how beautiful I was, how sexy, how firm my tits were (though if they hadn?t have been hard, he might have had a problem finding my tits).? He told me I had a great ass that just ached to be squeezed.? I knew he meant these things because his penis was hard as a rock beneath me.

Occasionally, his lips seemed to kiss my ear.? That felt so cool!? It made me even hornier.? One of his hands moved down my belly to my legs and starts to caress my thighs too.?

His hands kept busy and soon I felt his fingers begin to brush my vagina.? It felt sooooo good.? My body trembled at the intimate touch.? His hands stayed busy while he breathed on my neck and in my ear, whispering all the time.

I was wet between my legs, my juices were soaking through my bikini bottoms again.? His fingers seemed to know right where my button was hidden beneath the triangle of material covering my crotch.? He pressed against my clit while also pressing my suit into my slit at the same time.? I got hotter and hotter, sweat popping out in beads on my skin.? The finger in my slit couldn?t go too far with my suit on, but his other finger kept my clit stimulated with varying pressure and moving it around and from side to side.

My breathing got heavier and heavier.? My belly had a fire in it again.? I felt the heat warming me all over, sweat breaking out on my upper lip.? I started to squirm around on his lap, unconsciously pushing my butt into his penis and then thrusting my pussy up toward his had.?

With what awareness I still had for what was going on, I heard Dave ask me, ?Does baby want to cum again??

I just nodded my head?? I?d probably have agreed to anything right then.

?Tell me you want to cum, baby? he said.

All I could do was moan a little.? The pressure on my pussy eased and I felt him just resting his hand on my mound, his fingers draped down to my slit, but not applying any pressure.? My pussy wanted to explode but it needed just a little more help.? My arms fidgeted, trying to move to help, but they were trapped behind my neck.

?Tell me baby? tell me you want to cum.?

I felt another part of my pride crumble as I submitted and said, ?Yes Dave.? Yes, I want to cum.? Please can I cum??

?Yes baby,? he said, ?sure you can.? All you have to do is ask.?

The pressure was back on my pussy again, only harder and I felt him pinching my nipples too.? With one firm press on my button, I came? hard.? No sooner was I over that one than I felt the vibrator on me again.? Only this time, it was beneath my suit, right up against my clit.

Like from a great distance, I heard Dave say, ?Cum for me my little slut, cum for Dave.?

I must have cum several more times before he was done.? My body rippled with the cums as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.? My hips bucked and my elbows thrashed back and forth.? I was lost in a sea of passion until I actually passed out from exhaustion.

When I came to, I was on lying on the couch, the cuffs still on my ankles, but not attached.? My collar was still on my neck, but the leash was on the table with my wrists buckled together and crossed in front of me.? I stretched my sore muscles, noticing the pain in my butt was greatly diminished.? My pussy was swollen and really sensitive and even rubbing against my swimsuit was painful.

I felt hungry and noticed the clock was saying 7:00 pm.? What an afternoon!? I sat up and looked around.? There was no sign of Dave but I heard some sounds from the kitchen.

I tried to think through the events of the afternoon and figure out how I felt about things.? On the plus side, I really enjoyed the feelings of pleasure Dave had given me.? I also realized?? I wanted more.? It was kind of like a drug.? Is it so bad to be addicted to pleasure?

I didn?t really like the spankings, but on the whole, it wasn?t so bad.? I even thought that maybe I really did deserve to be punished.? I can?t really say that being spanked spoiled everything.? Besides, in some weird twisted way, it actually turned me on a little.

As for being bound up and made to do my brother?s bidding? hmmmm.? The lack of freedom was a new experience.? We all grow up wanting to be free of our parents and teachers and make our own rules.? But in a way it was kind of freeing to be completely without freedom.? I know that sounds contradictory.? But when I was tied up, I didn?t have to worry about decisions like what to do, what channel to watch on TV, or how to occupy my time.?

It was also kind of exciting to be controlled, even if it was my brother.? Maybe because it was my brother, I was able to trust him more.? I?ve always liked strong male personalities and to be totally controlled by a guy was a turn-on.? He made me feel safe; safe under his control and safe in his love.? And I loved the attention he was showing me.? Doesn?t every girl likes good looking strong men to pay them lots of attention?

So I guess I wasn?t really minding the way things had gone.? I got up, went to the bathroom (difficult, but not impossible with my hands bound), then to the kitchen to look for Dave.

He was just putting dinner onto a plate.? He?d made hamburger helper, one of my favorites.? I went up and gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him thanks for making dinner.? Dave smiled and told me to have a seat.

I sat down at the table but rather than sitting down right away himself, he moved behind me and reached over to release my wrists.? Then he pulled them behind my chair, refastening the cuffs together.

?Hey!? I said.

?Problem?? he said.

?Ahhhh?? no? I said, not wanting any more punishments.? But I WAS beginning to wonder when we were going to call the game quits for the day.

He put the one plate down in front of his chair (which is beside mine).? I began to wonder if he was going to give me anything to eat.? In a minute he sat down next to me and asked if I was hungry.? Of course, I said yes.

?Well,? he said, ?let?s start with dessert then, ok??

He put a cup in front of me with creamy milk-like stuff in it, dipped out a spoonful and pointed it at my mouth saying, ?Open wide.??

Having no idea what it was, I opened up and he fed me a spoonful of the stuff.? It was salty and slimy and a little disgusting.

?Yuck!? I said.? But Dave was getting another spoonful.? ?No more!? I said, ?That stuff is awful.?

He held the spoon to my mouth and said, ?It doesn?t? matter what you like.?? He waited with the spoon an inch from my mouth.

?I could always pinch your nose shut and force it down? he said.

Not having a choice, I opened up and took it in with a grimace.? As he was getting the next spoonful, I asked him what it was.

After feeding me again, he said, ?Well, I?ve helped you cum lots of times.? And I thought this might be a way you can share with me the times when I?ve gotten off.?

?You mean,? ?? I started to say as it hit me what this stuff was.

And he put another spoonful in my mouth.

?Yeah, after we do our thing, I go jack off while you recover and save it for you.?

I realize he?s been feeding me his semen and choke on the spoonful in my mouth.? I start to spit it out and he puts his hand over my mouth to stop me.

?Now, now.? Be a good girl and take your medicine.? He said with a smile.

I am really grossed out.? I can?t believe he was making me drink his spunk.

?It?s only fair.? He said, ?I get you off and since you didn?t get me off, you ought to share in some way, right??

When I swallow what was in my mouth, he takes his hand away.? I don?t like it, and I don?t really buy his reasoning, but I also don?t seem to have much of a choice.? I let him finish feeding me what little is left in the cup.? Then he uses his finger to wipe the cup clean, and makes me suck his finger clean.

?There?s my good girl.??

Then he gave me some water, which I chug to get rid of the taste of spunk in my mouth.? He started eating dinner while I looked on with growing hunger.? Dave gave me a smile and then fed me some too.? We ate the rest of dinner that way, Dave eating a few bites and feeding me from his own plate.? When the food was gone, I was still hungry, but he wasn?t inclined to provide me any more.

After dinner, he took me back into the living room (with my hands still fastened behind my back) and we sat down on the couch together and watched a ball game.? Not my first choice for evening entertainment.? All through the game, he again asked me questions about how the guys looked.? I could see more of their form in those football outfits.? Their groins were emphasized by the protective cups they wore.? Dave had me try to imagine what their cocks looked like.? He made me tell him how long or thick they were.? It was embarrassing to talk about these things with him, but he kept me at the whole time.? Just thinking about it made me aroused.?

As we sat there, Dave?s hands were busy? with my body.? Though it was uncomfortable sitting with my hands behind my back, being caressed was nice.? He pushed my thighs apart and runs his hand up and down the inside of my thigh, again teasing my pussy with light brushes every now and again.

I feel myself getting moist again, warmth spreading from between my legs.? I wanted to bring my hands around and help out, but couldn?t of course.?

After a while he just laid me down with my head in his lap, one foot on the floor and the other over the end of the couch, spreading my legs apart.? One of his hands rubbed my head while the other began playing with my pussy almost exclusively.? Then he got the vibrator out again.? He turned it on and rubbed it on top of my suit over my slit.

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I could feel myself moving closer and closer to a climax. ?My pussy creaming with my juices and the heat spreading out from my belly.

?We?re just going to slip this inside your suit now and see how that feels? he said.

Before I could react, he was slipping the vibrator through the bikini waistband and underneath my bottoms so it made direct contact with my pussy.? He just moved it up and down.? It just barely parted the lips of my pussy, but it was like he?d sent shockwaves through me as it set my pussy lips vibrating.? And it was directly against my clit.?

My orgasm exploded like an earthquake as I arched off the couch trying to push the dildo inside me.? Using his other hand on my tits (on top of my bikini still), Dave brought me through two or three more back-to-back orgasms.? I don?t know for sure?? I lost count.

As I regained my senses, the vibrator was gone, but his hand was still making soothing circles around my bare stomach and then he?d occasionally reach down and give my pussy a little squeeze.? I was in heaven.? The afterglow of passion kept the guilt away.? Even though I was exhausted from my recent orgasms, his hand kept me on edge, wanting more.

He looked affectionately into my eyes and said, ?Are you my little slut??

I was so horny and out of it, I just didn?t care anymore.

I nodded.

?Tell me, Stephie.? Tell me what you are.?

Breathing heavily, I said, ?I?m your little slut.?? I was on autopilot.

?And I love you, my little slut.? he said.

He bent down and gave me a little kiss on the lips, just a gentle brotherly kiss.? But my lips were tingling, and I opened my lips hoping he?d linger, but he didn?t.

?You know,? he said, ?we?ve really only just begun.? I can make you feel even better.??

I didn?t know how and just looked at him quizzically.? I was enjoying his continued caresses, especially when he touched me between my legs.

?But you?d have to let me touch you more.? We?d have to change the rules a just little more and so I can touch you the way you really need to be touched.??

He was rubbing my crotch hard, his other hand pinching my erect and sensitive nipple.? I had orgasmed so much that everything was super sensitive.? My pussy lips were swollen, my nipples sore.? But even though his touch almost hurt, I couldn?t get enough.? I had no idea how many times he?d made me cum that day.

I wasn?t sure what he meant, but since he already made me feel so good, I didn?t see any need to change things so I told him I wasn?t ready yet.

He said okay, but let him know when I changed my mind.? Then he picked me up in his arms and carried me upstairs to my room.? He laid me on my bed and released my arms only to reattach them over my head to the bars of the headboard (actually, it?s not really a board.? I have one of those brass beds with vertical bars reaching up to a curved bar on top).? He proceeded to rub my pussy again, gradually bringing me closer and closer to climax again.? Just as I was about to let go again, he stopped, leaned over and kissed me again and said goodnight.?

I was frantic and tried to push my hips up toward him and pleaded with him saying, ?Please Dave, please finish me.?

?Noooo, I don?t think so.? But I tell you what, I?ll give you a little help.? he said.

He pulled the vibrator out of his pocket and adjusted a setting, then inserted it beneath my bikini bottom, placing it just on top of my slit, but not on my clit.? But he didn?t turn it on yet.? He attached my ankle cuffs to the foot-board of the bed, spreading my legs apart and stretching me out on the bed; not enough to be really uncomfortable, but enough that my mobility was severely limited and I wasn?t able to maneuver to adjust the vibrator beneath my suit.? He turned the vibrator on and I felt it jiggling my pussy lips, but on a very low setting.

I knew it wouldn?t be enough to get me off.? But I also knew it would keep me aroused as long as it was there.? He was going to leave me like that!? He was leaving me on edge and wanting more.

?Dave!? I said, begging him, ?Pleeeease!?

He just smiled, patted my cheek and covered me with the sheet.? Then he turned and left, closing the door and leaving me in the dark with my frustrations.

I don?t know how long I stayed awake, trying to push up with my hips to get the vibrator in a position to help get me off.? I thrashed around, but nothing worked.? Every now and then, I could get it to just touch my clit, but not enough to help much.? It just tantalized me more.? All I could think about was cumming.? At some point I realized that my butt was getting wet from all the juices my pussy was putting out.

I wanted to cum so bad! ?I could not believe Dave had left me to be tortured like this.? I was strapped down on my bed in a ?Y? shape with a vibrator buzzing away.? I kept calling out for Dave, but he never answered me.? Eventually, the batteries wore down and I fell into an exhausted, frustrated sleep.

To be continued?