I have always had an interesting relationship with my older sister, Trisha. She is two years older than me. Even as kids, she was the boss. She always decided what activities we did. She would often hit me to keep me in line, as being two years older made her stronger when we were kids. When high school came, I was stronger, but I had been firmly put in my place by then, and still did everything she said to do.
Trisha was very attractive and popular in high school. She was about 5’9″, with beautiful light brown hair down to her shoulders. She had a great body and ass, and nice, firm tits. I, on the other hand, was a typical geek. I had few friends. During these years, I would serve Trisha and her friends while they watched TV. I would stand in the kitchen, and whenever Trisha whistled, I would rush to do what she wanted. This ranged from refilling drinks, getting snacks, and giving foot rubs or being used as a footrest.
When I turned 18, the real fun began. Trisha would make me serve her naked on in panties. She would spank me and tie me up. She also began fucking me with a strap on.
Now, I am 21, and Trisha is 23. We still have a similar relationship when our parents aren’t around. This summer, between my freshman and sophomore college years, I am staying home. Trisha is also on break from her college. Just a couple of days after break started, my dad announces over dinner that he won a trip for two, all expenses paid one week vacation to Mexico. Obviously, my dad planned to bring my mom. Trisha and I were fine with this. Trisha gave me an evil look, and I knew she had some things planned. Mom and dad were leaving two days from now.
That evening, as I got out of the shower, I saw Trisha in the room. She put a finger on her lips to indicate I should be quiet. Trisha walked up to me and grabbed my balls. adana escort She began squeezing. It hurt.
“Soon, I will have you at my beck and call for a whole week,” she grinned. “We have never been alone this long before. I must do something special.” Trisha said.
With that, she left me to think about what was to come. Just the thought of getting to be her slave again had me hard. The two days passed slowly. Finally, my parents pulled out of the driveway. Trisha smiled.
“Strip bitch,” she ordered. After I had done so, she had me get on my knees. She put a collar on me and locked it.
“This means you are owned, like a dog. I own you for this week.” Trisha said.
“Yes you do,” I agreed.
Trisha backhanded me.
“You will speak when spoken to you little bitch,” Trisha hissed.
I stayed silent. Trisha raised backhand.
“Yes.” I said.
She backhanded me anyway.
“That’s for delaying,” Trisha said. “Now, make me a sandwich and get me a glass of iced tea.”
I hurried to obey her order. I gave both to her. Trisha then ordered me to kneel. Trisha patted my head. “That’s a good little bitch,” she cooed.
Praise from Trisha always made hard. Trisha then produced some string from one of her pockets. She tied them around my balls.
“You’re going to eat me out. I will tug the string if you do poorly.” Trisha stated.
“Understood,” I responded.
“Good. Now begin!” Trisha commanded.
I began eating her out. She squeezed her legs around my head. I tongued her pussy. I could hear Trisha moaning. She was getting hot. I tried to keep up my pace but my tongue was getting tired. My pace began to slow, and the moans got quieter. A couple of sharp tugs of the string, and my speed increased. Soon, Trisha eskişehir escort came all in my mouth and all over my face. She released me from her leg grip.
“Good boy,” she said. “Be my footrest now.” she commanded.
I quickly obeyed.
“So, I was just thinking about all the fun this week has in store.” Trisha said. “Now, I am going out. I’m going to tie you up so you can’t jerk off while I’m gone.”
She tugged on the string. Trisha led me by the string to her room. She took out a red ball gag.
“Open wide,” she grinned. She snapped in place. Trisha then hog tied me with more string.
“That ought to keep you still,” Trisha giggled. With that, she left me.
She then left. Trisha didn’t get home until 10.
“I see you are still in place,” Trisha laughed. She untied me and ungagged me.
“May I have a glass of water,” I asked. I was very thirsty.
“I told you to not speak out of line,” Trisha yelled. She grabbed a hairbrush and sat on her bed.
“Lay on my lap,” Trisha ordered.
I did so, and my erect cock was trapped between her legs. Her shorts were very short, and her skin felt great against my dick.
Trisha started the spanking.
WHAM!
“Try counting,” Trisha said.
WHAM!
“Two.”
“No! The first one didn’t count. And that one won’t either you idiot.”
WHAM!
“One.”
WHAM!
“Two.”
WHAM!
“Three.”
WHAM!
“Four.”
WHAM!
“Five.”
“No more counting.” Trisha ordered.
She let a barrage loose on my poor ass. Soon I lost control and came.
“Lick that up if you don’t want blisters on your ass.” Trisha stated.
I scrambled down to my knees and licked up all my cum.
“Good job. It’s time for a sakarya escort fucking.” Trisha grinned as she donned a strap on. Trisha ordered me on all fours and went in. She pulled back on my hair with one hand and smacked my ass repeatedly with the other. Trisha went on and on.
“Take my cock up your ass you bitch!” Trisha yelled.
She kept pounding me. Soon I shaking from pleasure. Trisha stopped and decided it was time for bed. I was to sleep on the floor of her room. I did so and slept well.
That morning, day two, I awoken to Trisha crouching on me.
“Open your mouth.” Trisha ordered.
I did.
Trisha spit in my mouth.
“Swallow it.” She commanded.
I did so with little trouble.
“Today,” Trisha began as she stood up, “You will be feminized. Put on a pair of panties and a bra.
After I did, Trisha applied make up to me and put a wig on me. She then tied me to her bedpost. She gave me a bowl and ordered me to masturbate and cum in it. Cumming didn’t take long.
“Now, you will eat it.” Trisha said. She dipped her finger in it and made me suck on her finger like a dick.
“That’s a good slut.” Trisha cooed. She ran her finger through again. And I sucked it again. She then grabbed a spoon and began spoon feeding it to me.
“Open up here comes the plane,” Trisha said.
I continued eating it.
“That’s a good boy, eat your cummies,” she taunted. Finally it was over. Trisha sent me to do yard work while she relaxed. I was very tired after mowing the lawn and doing all other work. Trisha and I had dinner. She then handcuffed me to her bed following dinner. Trisha had a hairbrush. She smacked hard against my balls.
I cried out.
“You men are such bitches. You seem so strong, but one tap and,” she smacked my balls again, “you are down.”
Trisha hit my balls hard. She was clearly enjoying it as she laughed at my pain. She finally had mercy and let me loose.
“Get sleep, as you will need it.” Trisha said. “Tomorrow, we are doing some serious shit.”
With that, Trisha went to sleep, and I struggled to do so on the floor.
To be continued…
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