0 comments/ 82647 views/ 20 favorites Sibling Reverie By: HerPossessor (All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.) * I awoke with a jolt and was instantly aware of the full circumstances that found me laid in this familiar yet not from this angle bedroom with a familiar but not from this angle slender feminine figure curled up with her head resting upon my chest. I couldn't see her face, buried as it was in a tangle of red hair, but I didn't need to, it was a face I'd known all my life. My senses reeled with the impact of the situation; that the memories that had been churning around in my head hadn't been a twisted dream but stark reality. I had corrupted my sweet, innocent 18 year old sister in the very worst of ways, not only taking the virginity of her mouth, vagina and anus in the space of one demented morning but doing so as part of a Sado-masochistic frenzy where I had made her my sex slave and used bondage and beatings to heighten the depravity. The blood was thumping in my brain as I considered the train of events that had led us to collapsing in her childhood 4 poster bed exhausted from the exertions, just as the blood was pumping back into my rising cock. She was mine; my beautiful, pale sister was my fully Owned possession, her lascivious passions having been set free when she willingly surrendered herself to her wayward older brother's Domination. She had been nurturing these demented desires for years and my recent return to the parental home had been the trigger for her to finally succumb to all her carnal compulsions and give herself eagerly to me in order that I educate her in all the erotic possibilities of the BDSM lifestyle. My erection strained up as I mused on the realization of the perverse prize I had gained this day and as if by telepathy my sister stirred slightly, turning her head so I could look into her angelic face, a blissful smile playing across those talented lips that had served me so well recently. Desire swept over me afresh and I wanted to be back where I belonged, inside my submissive slave sister. Gently so as not to fully awaken her I lifted her head enough for me to wriggle upwards, when I laid it back on my body it was positioned level with my hard cock, bobbing clear of my body for attention. Without hesitation, although still more asleep than aware, my slutty sister enveloped the bulbous purple bell-end into her warm welcoming mouth and began to swirl her tongue around the sensitive flesh still sore and sticky from the earlier incestuous violations of her virgin teen perfection. My natural born cocksucker gave a sleepy murmur of happiness as she devoted herself to her taboo task and I stroked her whore red mane of hair the way one would encourage a good and faithful pet. I laid there a while and luxuriated in the exquisite oral attentions of my personal whore, the sensations of electric excitement that her agile tongue and nuzzling lips elicited a mix of relaxation and exhilaration that was easy to wallow in, but then I glanced at the bedside alarm clock...it was approaching 3:30 in the afternoon; we must have dozed longer than I thought. Today was the first momentous one of our new way of life and I'd wasted precious hours resting when I should have been cramming every perversion possible into it to mark the occasion. My sister was now fully awake if the way she was trying to cram as much cock meat down her throat as possible was anything to go by so I took a hand full of her hair and pulled her clear from her oral impaling and she gave a disappointed moan; it hadn't taken her long to acquire a fondness for her Master's cum but I had to deny her that treat for now. She crawled up my body as I pulled on her red mane until we were face to face and I could force her mouth to mine...Kissing my sister was so delicious that even the fact her lips were coated with a copious coating of my pre-cum didn't hold me back from embracing them with my own and delighting in feeling her tongue dance against mine. The deep lingering kiss was doing nothing to quell the rising lust that same sisterly mouth had been inspiring when it was wrapped so lovingly round my cock, so once again I had to summon all my willpower to break the connection. This time however my slave was better positioned so without warning I gave her arse that was now within striking range a sudden hard slap that brought a gasp from my little pain whore, those taut and tender round buttocks having already been harshly punished earlier in the day by both my spanking palm and a hard wooden 12' ruler. "Up, slave," I ordered as she scrambled to her feet obediently. "You've rested long enough, time for your training to recommence." It was a strange side effect of becoming my sister's Dom unexpectedly, but I'd started using words like recommence instead of begin like I would normally; I suppose it was an attempt to add gravity to my Domination since I was only a couple of years older than her...I just hoped this overwhelming position of power didn't completely go to my head and I ended up striding around wearing riding jodhpurs and calling myself Baron Top-Bollocks or something like a complete nonce. Oh well, it was a chance I'd have to take because I had no intention of relinquishing my control over my intoxicating slut sister. Already she'd assumed a servile stance by the bed as if inviting inspection which I was bound to do because she was a vision of violated perfection that I could still barely believe was my perverse possession. She stood there naked and shameless as I admired her slim pale lithe body with its small high breasts perched provocatively above her ribcage and well defined flat belly. Between slender hips her hairless pubic mound drew my eyes to the glistening lines of her neat cunt, as always signs of her arousal betrayed by the juices seeping from engorged lips; my novice slave was learning fast because she had deliberately positioned herself with shapely legs apart enough for me to see exactly how wet she was as the freely flowing fuck juices trickled unrestricted down her inner thigh in a sight that made me want to fall to my knees and lap up the nectar from her creamy skin and bury my face in its source. To add to the breathtaking portrait of perversion that she represented her white upper body was still covered with the contrasting splatters of red candle wax that I'd tormented her with when I'd tied her down over the dining table and defiled her so memorably earlier in the day. All in all it had been a busy day. "You really are a beautiful slave," I told her honestly and she positively blushed with smiling slut pride, her eyes bright with this simple compliment in a charming display of innocence and pure deviancy that had my erection swelling even harder in a lewd compliment all of its own. Seeing my lascivious sister in all her naked glory like this reinforced my determination to make the most of her and our parent-free house, but the improvised spontaneous lust that had driven the day's events so far bothered my perfectionist nature.....A pain whore as promising as my sweet sibling deserved only the best in depravity and whilst the wooden ruler and dining table candles had been acceptable under the circumstances now that the more urgent of our lustful compulsions were temporally sated it was time to plan for the next stage of my sister's training; she still had so much to learn and be trained in and the proper implements would be needed. Trying to suppress my all-consuming desire for my newly acquired slave I rose from the bed. "We are going shopping, my dear sister, this fresh start to your life deserves the proper equipment....Run and take a shower and you can drive me into town." "Please, Sir. Can I wash you first?" This voluntary offer of service had never occurred to me, but of course I accepted in good grace; I kept forgetting that whilst this unexpectedly torrid turn of events had taken me by surprise it had been a fantasy of my sister's that she'd cultivated over the years since she'd discovered the life shaking pleasures of masturbation. Devoting herself to solitary gratification had honed her day-dreams of unlimited adventures in Domination and depravity and now she was determined to give herself fully to them. We walked hand in hand to the bathroom and she diligently started the shower running and stood in its cascade waiting for me to join her whilst I marveled at the total naturalness of allowing her to serve me in this way....This wasn't just sex game we were acting out, she really had given herself to me fully and I wanted her as my possession, to selfishly Own and use for our mutual satisfaction. This line of thought and seeing my teenage sister all wet and shining ready to serve brought yet another upsurge of desire coursing through me and I quickly joined her in the firm warm jet of water. I stood still whilst she efficiently lathered the soap and ran slim fingers briskly across my chest and upper body, a delightful look of concentration on her face as she applied herself to the task. I allowed myself to be turned away from her so she could rubbed the soap on my back and boldly her hands moved to my buttocks in a pleasantly interesting sensation but this passiveness on my part was difficult; when she turned me once again and with a twinkle in her eye that might have been due to the steamy confines of the shower she brazenly cupped my testicles in her soapy grip and gently massaged them in a vaguely clinical washing way. Enough was enough...I pulled her slippery body to mine and enjoyed the sensation of our skin sliding against each other's as I found her up tilted mouth and our tongues also slid against each other's in frantic lust. I ran my searching hands down her back and held the familiar firm curves of her buttocks as her arms wrapped round me and held me hard to her softness, the fervent urgency of the embrace being added to by the fact my aching erection was trapped happily between our two soapy bodies and my slutty sister was already grinding her genitals against its solid girth with obvious intent, my balls sensually slapping against her punished labia as she found a pleasing rhythm to her undulating. "We are never going to get shopping at this rate," I teased her with as I sharply pulled her head back with her wet hair breaking the kiss, but before she could register her disappointment I bodily lifted her up with the grip on her rear keeping her forced hard against me and with a little effort guided her leaking slit up the length of my straining shaft until my cock head was once again nudging at the tight entrance of her streaming cunt. My sister was taking no chances as I held her there and I felt her arm leave my neck where it had rested and reach down desperately behind her rear and between our conjoined thighs, sharp female nails clumsily catching hold of my cock and pushing it into her cunt as she wriggled down to firmly impale herself with incestuous abandon. I too was reaching fresh levels of lustful frenzy, but taking note of the potential for accidents I turned our meshed bodies to the side of the shower stall and slammed my pain whore back against the tiled wall so I could get a proper purchase on her slippery body. This action forced my cock hard and deep into her velvet tightness and she gripped me round the neck once more holding on grimly and she thrust herself against me in tandem with my brutal pelvic movements, my fingers digging deep into her arse cheeks as I held her suspended and we fucked each other mindlessly. My sister's damp face was leaning against my grunting head and I could hear her whispering incoherent obscenities of encouragement into my ear as she rode her brother's cock with unrestrained exhilaration...the words being replaced with sobs of ecstasy as yet another climax rose steadily in her young frame...Seeking to spur her on I simultaneously bit down on her neck hard and slide a probing finger smoothly into her tiny anus; her body spasmed uncontrollably, threatening to knock me off my feet but I held her firmer and her tight sphincter clenched against my finger mirroring the way her cunt was milking my jerking cock...With a final thrust I began my own orgasm, shooting great blasts of jism against her cervix and deep inside my faithful fuck-puppet. My senses returned to my steamy surroundings and I became aware that I was crushing my poor sister against the wall, although she seemed oblivious to the fact judging by the contented look of deviant bliss on her face, half hidden by tangles of wet red hair hanging down most appealingly. I lifted her gently out of the shower stall, still nestling my cock inside her and she reluctantly unwrapped her shapely legs from the small of my back and allowed herself to be disengaged from me. I perched her sat on the edge of the bathroom dresser and withdrew my sticky cock from her internal embrace, stepping back to admire her bedraggled and beguiling appearance. She stretched her shining wet body languidly and as I admired her I noticed the heated encounter had dislodged the majority of the red wax that had decorated her pale body so perversely; it almost seemed a shame, they were a testament to my taboo Ownership of my determinedly demented sister. I watched her with pride as she gave me a happy smile and shifted her buttocks in an odd way...Then she splayed her legs wide to show me that the cum I'd deposited inside her was beginning to trickle its way from her body...Looking directly into my eyes she began greedily to capture the heavy seeping with her fingers and greedily transfer it to her mouth, lapping it up with debauched relish. I waited until her probing fingers had exhausted the supply then ordered her to apply her cum hungry attentions to her Master. Without hesitation she hopped off the counter and dropped to her knees to lap and my only half flaccid prick. After a few minutes letting her clean her brother with affectionate swirls of her talented tongue I reckoned that this was as ready as we could expect to be today for a shopping expedition and I gave the order to dry herself off and get dressed. I took her hesitation for reluctance to leave my sore cock unattended, but she had some further depravity on her mine. "Please Sir, I want a mark of belonging to you before we leave the house. I don't want to lose the feeling of being your slave....I need to know I belong to you when we are out in public and I can't serve you like a proper slut." I could have pointed out that her arse was still adorned with the red welts from the earlier chastisement she'd braved under the wooden ruler, but I was intrigued by this latest expression of her need for sexual subjugation to her brother and I inquired what form this mark of possession should take. "I want you to cut me Sir; I want you to carve your Ownership onto my body so I can feel it under my clothes when we have to be acting normal." It was a tribute to the effect the day's events, but the thought of taking a blade to the smooth creamy perfection of my sister and defacing it as a constant reminder to her of her sexual subjugation to me seemed entirely reasonable, in fact, desirable, and without preamble I told her that would be an acceptable form of displaying her complete sexual Ownership by me. Grabbing a bottle of hydrogen peroxide solution and cotton wool from the bathroom cabinet I ordered my inventive little pain whore to get on her hands and knees and crawl to her bedroom so I could christen her properly and she obeyed instantly. My sister looked so cute and corrupted as I followed her tantalizing naked body on its journey back to the familiar surroundings of her room, her buttocks swaying in a most arousing way as she moved on all fours as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Once again my cock was beginning to stiffen in anticipation and the sharp primitive desire to mount her filled my mind but I had to compose myself and retain what was passing for reason....My ambitions for my slutty sibling would never be realized if I fucked her every time she got me hard. Once she arrived at her 4 poster bed she remained on her hands and knees waiting further instruction like a good pet and I looked around for a suitable blade to perform giving the mark of possession with. The straight razor I'd used to cut the ropes into convenient lengths still lay on the bedside table but I knew it wasn't sharp enough for precision carving, so I took a feminine pink disposable razor from my sister's dresser drawer having spotted their location the day before when I'd searched the room; just yesterday I was looking for evidence of my sister's depravity and now I Owned her and that depravity was all mine. I snapped the flimsy plastic razor apart and quickly poured peroxide over the freed blade, the overspill deliberately splashing down on my pain whore's back and making her gasp in surprise. Reaching down I once again took hold of her hair and used it to direct her to climb up onto her bed and lay face down. Laid there all vulnerable I noticed she was trembling visibly as she awaited the first cut and so I knelt beside her and stroked her hair to comfort her, softly murmuring endearments about how beautiful she was and how much I wanted to debauch her and make her my perfect slut and slave....Well, she was my sister and seeing her scared brought out my brotherly protectiveness. Not so much that I had any qualms about holding her head tight and making the first stroke into the unspoiled flesh at the small of her back. My sweet sister winced under the sting as blood showed in a line so vivid red against the milky white skin, but I knew from experience that a sharp blade didn't really hurt much as it parts the flesh and I continued to carve the lines that when connected made up the nine letters that I decided my sister should carry with her as perverse recognition of her status to me..... The blood welled up masking the word carved into her and I let it bleed whilst I picked up my sibling's prized digital camera and worked out how to work it. Once it was switched on I paused to run my tongue along the freshly carved title to savour the taste of my sister's wounds. I then carefully swabbed the fresh scar with cotton wool and peroxide and took a photo of the cleaned up cuts. "Look at your new mark of Ownership," I gently told my sister who seemed to have recovered but still looked a little pale, or paler. I showed her the screen and she gave a happy exclamation as she saw P O S S E S S E D boldly cut into her. "My slave name....now I really belong to you, Sir," she purred contentedly and I was proud of my brave sister and the obvious joy at this physical brand I'd given her. I gave her back another cleansing swipe with the cotton wool but the cuts were not deep and the blood was already clotting nicely. "There, we can leave the house and you'll carry my mark on you," I remarked, playfully slapping her cutely rounded arse. "I hate to think it'll fade as it heals," she said pouting most adorably. "I heard that if you pour ink into an open wound it leaves a permanent mark." "Yeah, well maybe but we ain't going to do that," I told her...Apart from anything else I wasn't satisfied with the hurried job I'd done on her and couldn't bear to think it would be a permanent feature. "Besides would you deny me the pleasure of having to keep re-carving you every time you heal?" I said mock sternly and she admitted she hadn't thought of that. "Right, now make yourself decent for the outside world, Possessed, I am in urgent need to get some shopping in...You've had an easy day of it so far but once I'm properly tooled up your training begins for real." Sibling Reverie Ch. 02 (All characters in this story are at least 18 year of age) I inspected my sister with mixed emotions. True I'd ordered her to make herself respectable for our shopping trip into town, but this was the first time I'd seen her fully dressed since I'd took her virginity and her freedom and made her my willing and wanton sex slave. Somehow it didn't seem right for her to not be naked and ready to be fucked, although she did look extremely hot dressed in a tight black top and sweat pants that emphasized her slim, lithe teenage body. In fact the temptation was rising again as I considered how easy it would be to pull those pants down to her knees and get her back where she belonged on the end of my cock, but I fought down the animal lust. I was going to have to exercise as much control over myself as I intended to over her or I'd never make good on my promise to buy my slave all the suitable implements that a deserving pain whore like her needed for proper sub-slut training. "You'd better keep that pulled down," I said pointing to her top, which had ridden up in teenage fashion to expose her flat sexy belly but also exposed her slave name "Possessed" which she'd asked me to carve into the small of her back as a token of her serious desire to declare her submission to me, although declaring it to the outside world in general might not be such a good idea considering the incestuous taboo extremes we had reached. "Oops," she giggled in a most appealing way and it made me glad to see her so happy and relaxed in her new found depravity. She'd always been such a solemn and studious sister whose shyness had covered her natural lasciviousness... Now I'd enslaved her and corrupted her she was free to indulge, or rather have indulged by her Master, all those burning desires she'd been dreaming of for so long when masturbation and exploration of the internet had been her only outlet. We left the house and stepped out into a world where everything had changed even tho' it still looked the same... Mundane things like walking to our mother's car took on new meaning; visions pounded round my head of driving out to the country and fucking my sister on the car bonnet or maybe secretly playing with her always leaking cunt on the back seat in secret on some family excursion. First things first, however: Shopping today. My sister was driving, I'd never bothered getting my driving license, and with an effort I kept my hands to myself as we drove into town; best not distract her and end up in a wreck now we had so much to live for. Our destination was an "Adult Bookshop" that I remembered from before I'd left home, although I'd never been inside. I had my chauffeur sister park up and wait in the car; she still looked too sweet and innocent to be exposed to such a sleazy establishment and as her big brother I felt obliged to protect her from the sordid side of sex. Truth be told I didn't exactly feel comfortable as I ventured into the unfamiliar surroundings, but other than ordering on the internet I couldn't imagine anywhere else to find what I was looking for. But glancing around at the stock on display I realized that my expectations were even more off than I'd imagined.... Judging by that large variety of porn DVDs, imitation cocks and "viewing booths" at the rear of the shop, the main clientele here were people whose sex life was one of solitary pursuits. The staff were wankers, too, and my inquiry about a BDSM section led a disinterested geezer to point out a pair of handcuffs covered in red "fun" fur... hardly what I had in mind for serious heavy duty discipline. Disappointed, I burst back out into the sunshine and rejoined my expectant sibling, her disappointment mirroring my own. Still faint heart never won fair sub and I directed her to drive to a second Adult store... This one wasn't even so well stocked that it had the fun handcuffs. I was becoming aware of the time being wasted in this futile search and suggested returning home in defeat... I was getting hungry for my sister's tight young body again. "I think I know a place that might have the sort of thing you need, Sir," she offered respectfully, slightly pouting at the thought of being denied further introduction into the painful delights of contact play with the appropriate equipment. "Well, I'm open to suggestions," I said, which was the understatement of the year, and she started the car and expertly drove to the more respectable retail part of town. We parked the car and since I had no idea of what shop my sister had in mind she accompanied me on this attempt. I sort of got the idea that my attempting to shield her from lewdness on the previous attempts at locating interesting items had left her slightly frustrated, but now we walked down the street she was bubbling over with the thrill of it all, and when I saw the store that she pointed out as our destination I was glad to have her in tow considering the window display was all girlie underwear and elaborate footwear ... a pink frilly warning that would have made braver men than me think twice. However, my sweet sibling had obviously passed through its doorway before and, grabbing my hand, boldly led me forward. Inside it was more of the same with a mixture of vibrators and dildos, but confidently she walked to the rear and through a discreet beaded curtain. The mood was visibly heavier in this back lair...not so much pink and more black...as in leather and latex...a sadist's retail paradise. "How on earth did you find this place?" I whispered; it seeming proper to give this torture chamber supply room the proper respect. "I've been shopping for undies and stockings in the front part with girls from school and I sort of ended up browsing back here," she purred innocently... I should have realized that her interests would have led to this discovery...I'd have to punish her for not confessing about this BDSM goldmine earlier. I'd already made a mental shopping list of what implements I could put to good use on my precious pain whore and everything seemed to be here and at reasonable prices, although you can't put a price upon debauchery. First off, I steered my slave sister to the restraint section, picking out a stylish but solid leather bondage collar with handy D rings spaced around that I knew would look adorable fastened round my sibling's slim pale neck. I was tempted to buy matching wrist restraints but I remembered I already owned a pair that I sometime wore... I rather liked the idea of placing her in those instead of new ones. As we reverently moved to the instruments of correction, the sale assistant in charge of this den of depravity moved into the traditional position of customer observation behind the till from wherever she'd been hiding. It was tribute to her stunning appearance that the perverse surroundings got even more deviant with her in the room. She was Gothic/Industrial in dress, from the top of her Bettie Page style raven black hair to the tips of her wicked 6 inch stilettos... In between those two points the eye was drawn naturally to the impressive white cleavage that she was obviously proud of considering the artful way it was displayed to full effect in a straining corset that gave the impression and promise of giving way to nature at any minute. I felt slightly less blatant in my admiration of this provocative sales clerk when I noticed that my sister was also running an appreciating eye over her and I figured she was probably studying her bold make-up or some female thing. The realization that this imposing female would be ringing up all our purchases added an extra tingle of excitement to the proceedings as I examined the broad selections of whips and flails ... settling finally on a cute little flogger which I handed my slave to carry along with the collar. I was determined to buy a good riding crop too and I found a nice 16 inch English leather crop with a good springy quality to it. I gave it a couple of test swings through the air and was rewarded with a pleasing sharp swooshing noise. "Maybe you should give it a proper test before you buy it," my sister said in a voice loud enough to be overheard by the sales Goth who I got the impression hadn't taken her stare from us throughout. "Excuse me, is it alright if we try this out," my sibling sang out, obviously exhilarated beyond her normal shyness by the events of the day and I forced back embarrassment as the impressively breasted woman swayed from behind the counter towards us, her voluptuous curves mesmerizing in movement. Drawing close she gave us a sneering appraisal through vicious-looking eyes surrounded with mascara and finally nodded her consent as if daring us to indecency.... Happily, my freshly liberated slut pulled her sweat pants free of her tantalizing rear and bent over to display her delightfully cute pantie covered arse. Under the circumstances I had no choice but follow my sister's lead; I had no intention of looking stupid in front of either female and so I gave a hard swipe at the enticing round target presented... harder than intended judging by the crack of leather upon teenage flesh and the gasp that my sister gave upon impact. The second blow on the other buttock was slightly less brutal as I got used to the give of the crop, but it still left a pleasing red triangle on the white curving flesh. I glanced across to the sales assistant who was examining my sister's tormented rear with rapt attention through dark eyes glazed with lust, though whether over the punishment or the recipient it was hard to tell. Admittedly the sight of my pretty pale sister in such a provocatively perverse stance would affect most people, especially as her body was once again betraying her arousal with the dampening patch beginning to darken the crotch of her dainty little panties. The proximity of the Gothic attendant was becoming slightly overwhelming and so I gave my long suffering sister another pair of sharp whacks with the crop in quick succession just to watch the effect it had on her bosom which was threatening to break free of its precarious confinement of the corset as her breathing matched her rising interest. In bending over to receive her chastisement my sister's top had risen on her back exposing the fresh scars I'd carved into her and in an absent minded action the sales girl reached out and ran a black painted pointed fingernail along the word POSSESSED in a manner that suggested that her interest lay beyond making a sale. The sudden desire to see my innocent-only-in-appearance sister in the arms of this voluptuous older woman sprung into my head as it became apparent that my slutty sibling was almost purring under this double dose of admiration. Suddenly loud voices approaching disturbed the sexually charged silence of that back room and the spell was broken; I patted my slave's rear and she obediently pulled her pants back as the Gothic temptress retreated a couple of steps and pretended to straighten a display of studded leather devices that I could only guess at their function. My sister seemed very pleased with herself as she straightened up and smiled bright eyed up at me.....Obviously there was no end to the revelations coming out today. After this latest little flirtation I was definitely keen to return to the seclusion of our home and resume her training, however I was feeling especially generous and pleased with her behaviour in public so I gave her permission to find herself a treat whilst I carried the various items over to the check out to pay, taking the opportunity to give the helpful sales assistant a final lustful appraisal—One so blatant that it almost brought the colour to her white cheeks as she rang up the goods. My sister came skipping over holding a shiny pair of black latex panties. "Can I have these, Sir?" she asked respectfully and since I could already picture her tight slim body adorned in latex I was happy to agree to the purchase. The vampire influenced sales girl obviously had the same lewd vision in mind because once she rang up this final item and I pulled out the bulk of the emergency reserve of cash I had to pay she boldly passed my sister a square of paper with her phone number scrawled on it. "Maybe we could hang out or something," she explained unconvincingly, "that is if your boyfriend doesn't mind," she said, turning the charm in my direction briefly. "I don't do anything without his permission," my loyal sibling said, not without a note of pride in her voice and as we moved towards the exit she couldn't resist adding over her shoulder "Besides, he's not my boyfriend...He's my brother." As we emerged out into the early evening street I was bursting with passion and pride towards my perverse plaything and the way she was bouncing with joy it appeared my sister was also pleased with her performance. I may be a little slow on the uptake, but you'll have to admit it had already been a day of mind-twisting revelations and this latest one of my shy, serious sibling blossoming into such a slutty flirt with an attractive stranger was just the latest to incite a riot in my trousers... especially as it seemed she had the same superficial taste in Goth girls as I did. "I couldn't help noticing you seemed very comfortable displaying your newly acquired submission to me back there," I tentatively said to her as we walked back to the car, "and you seemed to enjoy capturing the attention of that sales woman. Would I be correct in thinking that you found her...interesting?" "I'm your slave, Sir. I thought it right to let her know that I belong to you, and I thought it would please you to act that way in front of her. Did I do wrong, Master?" Well, I couldn't fault her on that, and I had liberated the wanton side of her that had been repressed so long, so it was only natural that she'd be making the most of this new freedom of being my enslaved personal whore. "No, you acted like my possession throughout, although I get the feeling that under more private circumstances things would have heated up considerable... Are you sexually attracted to other girls?" "I suppose I am, Sir......not in the way I am to you, I could never be Dominated by another woman I don't think, but when I've been on line I've seen pretty girls and wanted to play with them......Is that alright, Sir?" My mind was racing ahead... Not only was my sister the perfect pain whore and submissive sex bomb but she was bi as well....Well I'd felt a little guilty when I took her as my slave and took her virginity that my selfish lust and need to Own her would deprive her of the normal variety of lovers that every teenage girl should experiment with, but here was an avenue that meant she could indulge her natural cupidity with as many partners as possible and as they'd only be allowed to be females I could permit and encourage her wanton excesses. As I mulled the possibilities of sharing my slutty sister with other women a thought occurred to me... "You remember this morning when I first took you as my possession and I asked you if you'd had any previous boyfriends before I took your virginity... Should I have also asked about girlfriends?" I inquired and my sister had the decency to lower her eyes most charmingly and answer in a hesitant manner. "Well, there was something just a couple of weeks ago at collage before the summer break.... just kissing and messing around, nothing serious like this, but I'd had a crush on her and I thought she hadn't noticed...Then after class one day we suddenly found ourselves in each others arms... It was fun and stuff and I was looking forward to seeing her again to see how far it went, then you returned home and all I could think about was giving myself to you and letting you teach me how to serve you and please you." "And you do serve me and please me, you are the best sister a brother could ever fuck," I told her honestly, "but it seems a shame for you to disappoint your friend at school.... I'll allow you to seduce her more when you return to class next week....Who is she anyway, do I know her?" "She's my psychology teacher, Dr. Welsh," my enticing little slut informed me happily and I looked at her with renewed pride... It's always the quiet scholarly ones who surprise. "Well, maybe we can give her some education sometime soon," I told her as we arrived back at the car, now standing alone in the parking lot as the early evening drew on. The thought of encouraging the academic Dr. Welsh to continue with her exploration of the student body in the shape of my sister and the still fresh memory of how depravedly delectable she'd looked offering her near naked rear to me for cropping whilst glowing under the obvious effect such deviant behaviour had on the attentive sales Goth reminded me that my gorgeous pain whore was overdue some hands-on debauchery and so, as my sister unlocked the car door, I slid my hand up her neck and into her red mane of hair, roughly pulling her bolt upright from behind. "I hope the fact that I'm prepared to allow you to follow your attraction for other women doesn't have you thinking that you are any less my total possession," I demanded of her and she answered demurely that she belonged only to me, which was true. Still holding her to attention I yanked the curve hugging sweat trousers back down enough to expose her reddened buttocks so I could re-inspect the welts that the freshly purchased crop had left. The red marks so vivid against pale and pert flesh insisted upon being caressed and I held my slave close from behind as I stroked the tormented cheeks and felt her relax under her Master's touch. I leaned close and whispered into her captive ear as my stroking motions moved to the sodden material of her gusset. "You are such a slutty slave, aren't you, look how wet you've got on a simple shopping expedition," I taunted her as I ran my fingers along the groove of her hairless cunt and teased the protruding rigidness of her teenage clitoris through the lacy fabric. "Yes Sir, you make me so wet that I deserve to be punished, you excite me beyond all self-control... That's why I need you to control me and use me as you see best," she breathed suggestively as she wriggled herself against my exploring hand, already beyond caring about the semi-public location that I was feeling her up in. "I bet you were dying for me to stroke you like this in front of your friendly Goth," I told her and she positively shivered with delight at the thought. This exhibitionist streak was certainly an aspect of my sweet innocent sister that was developing well. "I wanted to show her how much I love my Master, I wanted you to fuck me there and then and let her see how well you treat your slut sister," she recklessly whispered with mounting exhilaration as I tugged her panties down to join her sweat pants and once again felt her unfettered wetness flow over my fingers as I ran them to and fro over her smoothly slick cunt, flicking my tongue into her dainty ear as I did so. She shivered as I probed her two very different erogenous zones and I felt the incestuous insanity swelling up once more. Dare I take her right here and now? The car lot was fairly deserted and dusk was falling; the main road with its pedestrians making their way home was about 400 yards away and besides the car was shielding our current semi-public display of affection... the question was academic... my straining erection would never be contained until we reached the sanctuary of our home and besides it would be a good test of the limits of my sister's modesty. I reached down to the carrier bag of purchases and scrabbled around in it until I found what I was looking for; straightening up I withdrew the brand new collar and ordered my slave to face me. "Here's your collar," I said as I lifted her hair clear of her slender neck and placed it around it, fastening it tightly. "Whenever you are wearing this it means you will obey me without question or hesitation," I told her as the buckle was closed. Sibling Reverie Ch. 02 "I'll obey you at any time, Sir," she said with a glimmer in her clear blue eyes, "but I understand... I want to be kept collared... I like the feeling of it round my neck, it makes me feel Owned." Well, such sentiments bring out my tender side, so I drew my lower half-exposed sister close and we kissed deep and long, with me keeping an eye open every so often to make sure no passerby passed too near. Our seclusion seemed reasonably secure, so I dug both hands into her pliant arse flesh and pulled her to me so she could feel the straining hard erection once more battling for freedom from my trousers and the little tease pushed her pubic mound into it to crush her wet clit. A few more minutes of this kissing had me to the point where caution was a distant memory and, using her collar to pull her face clear of mine, I growled at her to assume a position ready for mounting. Obediently she hopped into the car and knelt on the passenger seat with her head down on the driver seat and her rear held high in a provocatively servile pose that displayed her silky glistening cunt to its full advantage, all ready to be ravished... My sister was aching to be used and in that exposed open position, precarious as it was, I couldn't deny either of our sinful needs. With no little difficulty I wrestled my stiff prick clear of increasingly constricting underwear and let it free through my unbuttoned pants and, with my hands on her hips, guided my eager enslaved sister's thighs back towards me until my painfully swollen glans was once again nudging against her engorged lower lips....Without preamble I thrust my solid shaft deep into her shuddering body until I'd penetrated her fully and I held her impaled like that for a satisfactory pause, only slightly distracted by the unsuspecting traffic in the near distance. Stood as I was I couldn't be too active in my fraternal fucking so I ordered my pretty teenage whore to make herself cum on my Dominating cock, and, unhesitatingly compliant, she began to rock her raised body back and forth along the length of my throbbing erection, slamming herself harder and harder onto me in a growing euphoria of abandonment. Her pelvis gyrated against me as her confidence grew and she managed to squeeze on the out stroke in a manner that made my senses swim as she instinctively milked my prick with her internal muscles. This exquisite treatment of her Master's cock was obviously taking its toll on my brazen possession as much as it was me and she began emitting guttural noises of passion as she drove my increasingly sore prick deep inside her, writhing against my slapping balls when I was buried to the hilt and whimpering she begged me to touch her rigid clitoris and let her climax... As my grip was better employed holding her in position by her bucking hips I gave permission for her to frig herself and instantly she slid a shaky hand between her thighs whilst balancing her weight on her forehead pressed hard against the car seat and her self-pummeling onto her brothers quivering cock reached a frenzy indicating the effect of her agile fingers were having upon the little slut. Humping and grinding her soaking cunt into me like a maniac her desperate orgasm consumed her and she rode my impaling cock as her whole body spasmed vigorously out of control, the clutching of her cunt on my erection spurring me to add a few encouraging thrusts of my own to drive her mid-climax into greater heights of enslaved ecstasy. My sister's body went limp beneath me and I reluctantly withdrew my bobbing erection and lowered her so she could lay flat across the front seats of the car whilst she recovered... Luckily she remembered her duty to her unsatisfied Master and I wasn't left too long with my quivering cock exposed to the evening air. Her pretty angelic face was flushed but happy when she turned to face me and she nimbly twisted upright in the passenger seat and swung her disheveled half naked lower torso round so she was at eye level my impatient and inflamed bulbous purple cock-head. Tilting her still lust glazed face up into mine she proceeded to devour my pampered phallus gratefully, obviously relishing the piquant flavour of her own fuck lube as she alternated between lapping the length of my shaft with her darting tongue and forcing it between her soft encompassing lips whilst using her tiny hands to fondle my testicles or wrap round the base of my cock to try to masturbate my solid flesh. The state of arousal I'd enjoyed whilst making my sister fuck herself upon me in that autoerotic display of sordid spontaneity didn't need much further stimulation and my inevitable orgasm under the oral attentions of my talented little cock-sucking sibling had me pulling upon her sweat dampened hair as she brought me to the point of ecstatic release. My knees buckled as I shot filthy loads of hot thick cum against the back of her throat and my personal whore pulled my jerking cock from her mouth and continued to wank my saliva dripping cock with deliberate intent so she could direct the further mind blowing eruptions to shoot across her face and hair and clothed upper body. I had to grip the car door frame to keep on my feet.... the orgasm was so powerful. As my body returned to my control my favourite slut turned to look at her Owner and she'd never looked more content or perfect, that pretty face I'd known most my life adorned with thick dollops of her brother's cum and with my cock still in her grip she learned forward and licked greedily the last seeping of my spunk from the tender bulb, electric shocks coursing through my body as she licked the tender purple flesh. Recovering my dignity as best as I could under the circumstances, I allowed my slave to pull her sweat pants back up whilst I tucked my only slightly sated melting prick back into my trousers. "Can I wear your cum until we get home, Sir?" my bold slave asked respectfully and since it suited her so well and I'd intended to have her drive home wearing the collar anyway I couldn't refuse such an affectionate request from my always faithful slave slut. "Very well, my precious possession, I'll allow you to drive home displaying your depraved devotion to me, but you'll have to be extra slutty to your Master in return for the indulgence," I told her and she brightened up at the thought. Besides, we had a carrier bag full of newly purchased instruments of chastisement to add to the Domination of my sweet sibling and I wanted her to be in the most receptive mood to resume her training... My pain whore of a sister had a long evening of punishment ahead of her and her driving to it proudly covered in her Master's copious covering of cum seemed appropriate... I kissed her still sticky lips and bade her start the car; the real hard lessons were about to begin. Sibling Reverie Ch. 03 (All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.) * ..... We continued kissing as our mutual desire rose and once again I was struck by how my sister's new lasciviousness had taken hold completely under my encouragement; her slim fingers sought out her clothed clit without the slightest hesitation and when I took hold of her sweatpants and began to tug them down she eagerly lifted her arse clear of the seat and helped expose her naked, sodden cunt once again as if it was the most natural act in the world... The seal of our mouths never broke contact once. The atmosphere in the car was hot and oppressive as my sister's sexual musk perfumed the air and we wrestled the oxygen out of each others lungs, but although I'd only begun this perverse heavy petting to tease my sister with the intent of stopping short of letting her cum I couldn't resist letting events unfold to their climax. Besides, my sister was my possession now, my little fuck puppet, and since I enjoyed the sight of her pretty face contorted in ecstatic portraits I felt that I deserved this indulgence. She was squirming around in the car seat, her slender legs splayed as wide as the pants round her knees would allow and I broke the kiss so I could watch her frigging herself, fingertips punishing her already abused clitoris, her hand a white blur in the gloom of the car's interior. Satisfied that she was shamelessly lost to self-gratification, I violently pulled her head back as far as I could by her hair and lent forward to bite the side of her neck quite sharply...the lesson had to be reinforced... pleasure is to be accompanied by pain. My slave slut gasped with surprise but I felt her hand work her clit with renewed vigor and being a kindly brother I moved my free hand to her crotch noting the heat radiating from it and easily slipped two fingers inside her tight but well-lubricated cunt. Still nipping at her neck I began to fuck her with my invading digits and her body quivered in time to the pace I was now setting. She was panting hard but still managed to get the words out in ragged bursts... Words that drove me to pound at her swollen and sodden cunt. "Fuck me, Sir, make me cum... I'm your pain whore... make me your slut... let me cum again for my Master... I'm yours... please, can I cum, Sir?" I responded by lowering my head to the swell of her petite and perfect breast and biting on the stiff nipple forcing its presence through the fabric of her top, enjoying feeling the hardness of it between my teeth as I chewed the sensitive bud. My sister thrashed around in wanton abandon as the conflicting sensations of agony and ecstasy flowed over her and produced the exhilaration she embraced so fully. The frenzied way she was thrusting her thighs against my hand to force my fingers a little deeper inside her young body told me she was past the point of no return again and so, giving her breast a final bite, I dragged my teeth off her extended nipple protruding through the saliva soaked cloth and whispered in her ear. "Right, slave, prove you are mine, cum hard for your Owner." "Yes, Sir," she sobbed as she bucked uncontrollably, arching out of the seat and hitting the steering wheel as her body convulsed with spasms of pure electric rapture. I pulled her face to mine once more and stifled her incomprehensible words of passion with another kiss... sharing her climax with this simple intimacy that seemed to prolong her orgasm until she went limp in my arms. I thought for a moment she'd actually passed out due to the intensity of the moment, but when I looked down into her angelic young face, the sheen of sweat shining in the darkened surroundings, I noticed her eyelids flicker and a slow smile of post-coital content spreading that put my mind to rest. However blissful grinning seemed to be all she was capable of; this latest orgasm had sapped the last of her physical strength and I was eager to get her safely back into the house where my Ownership of her was complete. Therefore I exited the passenger side of the car quickly and gathered her up in my arms to carry her indoors, the carrier bag full of purchases my sister clutched possessively as she allowed herself to be transported the last few feet of our shopping expedition. As I approached the house with my light burden I couldn't help noticing the curtains twitch slightly in the upstairs window of our next door neighbours and I wondered idly if our dalliance in the car had been observed. I was more shocked to realize that I didn't really care if we had been.... a dangerous attitude that I'd have to be careful of in future. Still, it was fairly dark and it wasn't even as if I knew who lived the house next to us anymore, the family who'd lived there whilst I was growing up having moved out whilst I was living independent of parental guidance. Hopefully they wouldn't poke their noses in, even if the sight of a stranger carrying their neighbours' bedraggled daughter in would warrant it. We reached the front door without being challenged and I managed to find the keys and unlock it without disturbing my sister's happy snuggling against my chest; once over the threshold I maneuvered my precious load into the living room and gently laid her semi-conscious body down onto the sofa to recover from the exertions of the day. I stepped back and once more marveled at the beautiful teenager stretched out in a near sexual coma with a blissful look of contentment making her face glow. She was all mine. Before she drifted off into real sleep I removed her sweat pants and helped her struggle out of her top so her glorious nakedness was once more in evidence and then I stood admiring my possession until light snoring marked her slumbering state. Even seeing my sister in this relatively innocent condition was stoking the fires of my lust again, but I didn't have the heart to disturb her; she'd earned a rest and besides now I had the correct instruments to work with I planned to extend her education in heavy duty Discipline whilst we still had the house to ourselves... It was better to let her have an hour or so napping so she'd be wide awake and receptive for her forthcoming ordeal. I silently left her dreaming of the day's debauchery and after making myself a snack unpacked the purchases of the shopping expedition then went upstairs to my room... I figured a quick 40 winks would probably be in my best interest too... Once I resumed my sister's training I intended to prolong the session far into the night. I set the alarm for 10 pm. That would allow me just under two hour's kip which I judged should keep me going admirably. Laying down I closed my eyes and replayed the sordid excitement of recent events in my minds eye... I drifted off into a deep sleep with a smile on my face and a cast iron erection tent poling the sheets. Suddenly the alarm clock was blaring out and I was wide awake again. Instinctively I switched it off before actually realizing who, where or why I was... then the familiar/unfamiliar surrounding brought me back up to date, as did the definitely unfamiliar sight of my naked sister blinking up at me from the floor in a curled up position she'd occupied on my bedside rug. "I woke up and came looking for you, Master," she said by way of explanation, "I hope you don't mind me waiting for you laid here, Sir." Well, I could hardly punish such dedicated sisterly enthusiasm, although laying on the floor, whilst being in good submissive spirit, seemed a bit of a waste considering I'd have preferred to awake feeling her warm soft body next to mine. Still, she had looked extremely cute curled up awaiting her Masters attention. My innocent sister was improvising upon her role as my perverse pet and I could hardly punish her enthusiasm. Or could I? "Stand up straight when you address your Owner," I barked with mock severity and she jumped to attention instantly with such a solemn look on her angelic face that it gave me a jolt of possessive lust. I rose from the bed, realizing my cock was displaying its usual "morning glory" and bobbing fully erect, and once again marveled at the sheer erotic splendor that was my naked (except for her collar) sibling. Even though it had only been that very morning that her eager violation and Domination by her big brother had freed our buried licentious and incestuous desire for each other, already I regarded her as my fully Owned sex slave; admiring her nude perfection seemed the most natural thing in the world to me and she seemed to revel in my lewd inspection as I slowly circled my teenage possession. Her nipples were twisted into tight knots jutting prominently from her small, pert breasts and her taut arse cheeks still bore the raw vestiges of earlier mistreatment... Everything about her radiated arousal and invited further sexual depravity. I couldn't resist stepping close to her from behind so I could cup her tits in both my hands and press my solid cock against her punished buttock flesh, my pre-cum making its progress as I trapped it between our bodies, frictionless. I felt her melt backwards against me as I took control of her yielding body once again and nuzzled the back of her neck above her leather collar with my lips and teeth as my hands molested her fascinating chest, tweaking the nipples as our mutual passion rose again. I could never get enough of holding her to me like this... the whole of her delicious body ripe for my hands to caress and her goading me on by wiggling her arse against my confined cock and balls like the shameless slut she'd become... I allowed one hand to glide downwards over her flat belly and hairless pubic mound in search of the never ceasing flow of fuck juices I knew I'd find between her slender thighs, such was the overpowering scent of her musk of arousal. My sister purred as my two probing forefingers entered her tight cunt and since she'd inflamed all my other senses... sight, sound, smell and touch, I couldn't deny myself the taste of my wanton sister. I withdrew my sticky coated fingers and brought them up in front of my lascivious slave's face so she could see how wet she'd become already, then leaning my head over her shoulder, I deliberately raised them to my mouth and luxuriated in the tangy fresh flavour of my sister's girlie fuck lube. The delectable little slut moaned as she watched me enjoying the taste of her sex and freeing her mauled breast I gripped her hair and twisted her face sideways to mine so that as my fingers left my mouth her tongue replaced them and slithered desperately against mine as if to lap back her precious sexual juices. With our mouths locked in this wildly invigorating and obscene kiss I returned my hands to their original positions, one cupping and kneading her tender tit and the other to her pouting cunt; I was slightly surprised to find a slim feminine hand had beat me to it and was keenly stroking at the rigid nub of her own clitoris... I dismissed such a willful independent action in my mind as being disobedient—if anything, it was anticipating my thoughts and interpreted as such justified her slutty enthusiasm. To reward her increasingly wanton servitude I ran my fingers lightly along her oozing slit and dipped them firmly back where they belonged inside her tightly clenching cunt. I finger fucked her a little then once again left the embrace of her red hot wetness and moved my dripping fingers back to face level, this time pulling my mouth from hers so I could feed her the viscous clear fuck fluid; she greedily accepted my offering, licking my slippery digits and drawing them into her mouth to suck them clean with a relish that matched my own. She was still suckling on them as I guided her mouth back to mine...her nectar tasting all the sweeter on her lips and tongue. The wild gyrating of our tongues was beginning to match the urgent grinding of my sister's sore buttocks against my sore but straining erection and I knew that my delectable little sub was fast approaching orgasm... I was horny as fuck myself and the need to plunge my twitching cock deep inside my slave was powerful, but I knew that I had to pace myself in order to cram in every depravity intended and my sister's slutty capacity for pleasure and pure insatiability had been evident all day, so it was easy to make myself hold back my lust and concentrate on immersing my little slave once again in violent orgasm. Without releasing my rear grip on her I steered her a couple of steps so that we could view events in my bedroom mirror and my erection gave an emotional lurch as I drank in the deviant vision of our entwined bodies, my dear sister's slender pale body held in my control as my hands molested her breast and cunt and her own hand frantically manipulating her clit to hasten her climax. Our eyes met in the mirror's reflection and those familiar clear blue orbs framed by tangles of red trailing hair were burning alive with passion in my sisters pretty face... The voyeur in her was evident and she obviously liked the portrait of perversion that faced us. My fingers were thrusting deeper and harder inside her soaking slit and my slave brazenly moved her free hand to clutch her one unmolested tit, squeezing and tugging her extended nipple in a fierce manner that spurred me to treat the one I had in hand more savagely. This final sight of all four of our hands working with the single purpose of pushing my insatiable slut of a sister into pain fueled ecstasy had a corresponding effect on us both, but the surge of lust took its more immediate toll on her since she was already on a collision course with climax... She began to spasm uncontrollably as the euphoria of the situation swept over her and whilst I'd planned to experience her climax by kissing her throughout I couldn't break the gaze of our eyes meeting... that reflection of my slave's stare all delirious with lust and longing for her Master was as intimate as any kiss and I held her upright as her gaze became one of disconnect, the sensory overload driving all conscious thought from her and her pretty face contorted with the evidence of her helplessness before the overwhelming sensations coursing though her body. I adjusted my hold on my possession to a more practical one as she went limp in my arms and I held her close and on her feet for a quiet timeless span until her panting became heavy breathing and the joyful light rekindled in her eyes and happy grin on her face told me her senses had returned. With a mischievous smile she turned to face me and lifted her slightly shaking right hand and showed me how wet it had become as it had frigged at her crotch; I lifted my left hand that had been buried between her svelte thighs and displayed equally saturated digits to her... With a contented sigh she smeared my lips with her piquantly tasting juices as I fed her with my fingers and then we were once again pressed together and kissing, my neglected cock trapped between our bellies this time as we lost ourselves in each others' mouths.