AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
Did she really want someone to dominate her? She didn't know. As a child she used to play games with her older brother Mike. Sometimes they played Master and Slave and she would always volunteer to be the slave. Another exciting game she remembered was being tied up. She could still remember her feelings when her brother had tied her to a tree while wearing this very short Indian Squaw outfit; this outfit was at least two years too small for her growing body. She couldn't now remember how old she was, but she could still remember the fear and excitement of being held captive, and not being able to stop him doing anything he liked to her. She would sometimes lie in bed at night, trying to relive those feelings of total submission to some man. Using Mike as that man was naughty in itself, but was also a safe environment for her. He was not some evil stranger and she knew he would never really hurt her.
After their parents had been killed in the car crash, there was just the two of them. Mike had always taken control of her life even though he was just out of school himself. Now, five years later, she had become a beautiful woman, with a curvaceous figure that would turn men's heads wherever she went. Mike was not so fortunate. Although not ugly, he didn't have the knack of attracting women. He was awkward with them, frightened even, and they sensed it. At home, however, he became a different person, confident and assertive.
She didn't know what to do about it; she desperately wanted to try something, but didn't know how to go about it. Then the answer presented itself to her. She wanted a car of her own, but money, as always, was tight.
"Please Mike," she begged, "I need one for college and shopping and the like."
"You take a bus to college and you can use my car for shopping," Mike replied.
"Please Mike," she begged again. "I know... I'll be your slave like I used to be when we were kids."
"What? Don't be silly," he said.
"No, no, I will," she smiled at her older brother. "All the time you are paying for it, I'll be your personal slave. How about it?"
"You don't know what you are saying," he said. "It will probably be years, three at least."
"That's okay," she said, "please think about it, OK?"
"Okay, okay, I'll think about it, if you want me to," he said.
"Thanks Mike," she said smiling.
Mike thought about his beautiful sister being his personal slave. In his mind he could see her naked body doing his bidding but, no, she was his sister and it was his job to protect her and not to exploit her.
"Sis," he said, "I've been thinking about your offer."
"Yes," she replied breathlessly.
"I don't think it's right for me to use you as a slave," he said. "I'm your brother."
"No, no, you're the only one who could use me that way," she replied quickly before he made his mind up permanently. "I know you will always love me and look after me and never hurt me."
"Yes that's true," he conceded.
"So how about it then?" she said.
"Well, what would you do for me then?" he said, a bit intrigued.
"Anything. Your washing and ironing, all the housework... scrub your back," she looked at him from under her lowered eyes.
"What about I scrub yours?" he said in jest.
"If that's what my master wants, of course," she said.
"What?" he spluttered.
"Sure, as your slave you can do anything you like to me," she said quickly before she lost her nerve. "You can strip me naked, tie me up, do anything you like to my defenseless body."
"Are you serious?" he said.
"Of course, and all it costs you is a little car... a Fiesta will do," she said.
"Okay, okay, I'll look into how much this is going to cost me, but you better be serious about this."
"No problem... honest. Anything you want, OK?"
Two weeks later he drove her to the Garage and she took the keys from his hands. She jumped into his arms and kissed him.
"Thanks big brother," she cooed. "For the next three years, I'm yours to do with as you like, OK?"
They went for a drive in her new car. It was fairly warm out so she had worn just a short skirt and thin knitted top over her underwear.
"Pull over there," he pointed. She stopped and put the handbrake on and turned towards her brother waiting for his commands. "Take your bra off," he said.
She smiled at her brother and reached behind and unsnapped her bra strap. Pulling the shoulder straps down her arms, she pulled the bra out from under her thin top. She could see his eyes look at her breasts, now naked under her thin top; her erect nipples were clearly visible.
"Okay, drive on," he said. She could feel her boobs move each time the car went over a bump and his eyes followed their every movement. "Pull your skirt up so I can see your knickers," he commanded.
His hand reached over and rested high on her thigh. By the time they got home her knickers were damp from excitement.
"Stand in front of me," he said. He sat down on the sofa. "Remove your top," he said. "Oh my, very nice," he said as she complied with his command. "Now the skirt."
She stood there just in her M&S knickers before the lustful gaze of her brother; his eyes moved up and down her figure, taking in every curve.
"Make me a cup of tea, slave," he smiled at his sister.
Soon she was back standing in front of him while he sipped his tea.
"Remove them," he pointed at her knickers. "Now lie down and spread your legs... no, legs towards me... that's right," as she sorted herself out. "Use your fingers on yourself. Make yourself come for me." Her orgasmic cries were soon heard. "Very good, you were obviously ready for that," he smiled down at his naked sister.
"Oh yes, Master," she sighed. "Driving around braless started me off and then having you look at me got me very wet. Would my Master like to come too?" she asked.
"That'll be nice. Use those tits on me, OK?" he said.
"Yes Master."
She squeezed her large boobs around his stiff member; he spurted over her in seconds.
"Thank you Master," she smiled at her brother, "for letting me make you come."
Three years was not very long, he thought. Hopefully she would want a new car once this one was paid for. He looked down at the naked figure of his sexy sister lying there waiting for his next command.
"Get me hard again slave," he said, watching her move to take his limp member into her hot mouth.
No, three years was not long enough.
THE END
