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The Trouble with Henry

By: ColinGraham



It was such a small thing—just a fold laid wrong—you or I might not even notice it, but Debra was instantly aware that someone else had touched her panties. Neatness was something she prided herself in and took special pains to maintain. Not even her mother dared to arrange her clothing or put it away once it had been washed.

Debra pulled the delicate garment from the drawer and held it open, looking closely for any signs of violation. She examined the lace trimmed waistband and leg openings, and then studied the small cotton crotch panel. There were no rips or stains that she could see. She sniffed both sides of the panel, but could detect no scent other than the faint clean smell of detergent.

She lowered the panties slowly, caressing them to her cheek, then along her slender neck, finally brushing them across her firm breasts. Her hand lingered there, rubbing the smooth material against her skin until she felt her nipples harden beneath it. A stirring in her loins caused her to sit down on the bed and bring her other hand up until her fingers found the moist source of her arousal. She lay back with a sigh and spread her thighs. She would be late for class again, but college biology lectures were crushingly boring. Anyway, she thought—as she felt her clit swell beneath her busy finger—wasn't this a better way to learn biology?

Afterward, as Debra finished dressing and smoothed the front of her skirt, she felt the hem of her panties pressing against her taut stomach, and remembered. She opened her underwear drawer and made some careful adjustments, then hurried off to her classes at the local community college. Maybe her suspicions were unfounded but if they weren't, she damned well needed to know. If that little bastard of a brother was getting into her stuff she would soon know it.

Henry got out of high school at 2:00, which put him home two hours before his older sister Debra. Since his mother worked even later, and his father was fishing in Alaska, Henry had learned to use his "private time" in the manner of most oversexed teenagers. He masturbated every chance he got. Having just turned eighteen, Henry knew he should be moving on toward real relationships, but it wasn't happening. Part of the problem was physical; he was smaller than most boys his age, and his effeminate features and small penis often made him the butt of locker-room jokes. So Henry kept to himself, comforted by a line from an old Woody Allen movie that he once saw on cable: "Hey, don't knock masturbation – It's sex with someone I love." 

Henry had gotten a stronger push down the road to self-indulgence than most boys his age when—three years earlier—he discovered his parent's stash of erotic literature, along with some nude Polaroids of his mother. This had fueled his fantasies like nothing before. Then, last year, he caught a glimpse of his sister's tits when her towel slipped as she came out of the bathroom. After that, Henry's sexual fantasies always included his sister, and sometimes her college friends as well.

Since the photos of his mother had been hidden in the back of her lingerie drawer, it was inevitable that Henry's interest in female undergarments grew along with his fantasies. It wasn't long before he began trying on some of the strange garments. The first time he put on a pair of his mother's panties he came almost instantly. He had to wash out the stains and then dry them before anyone got home, but unfortunately he put the dryer on "high" and scorched the panties. He hid them in the trash and prayed his mother wouldn't miss them. Debra came home and interrogated him about the smell in the laundry room, so Henry made up a story about drying out his wet tennis shoes. Debra was skeptical, but let it pass.

Eventually Henry tired of his mother's things. His mother was a big woman, and her things didn't Henry's narrow build well at all. One day, as he pranced in front of her big mirror and stroked his cock, he saw how poorly they fit and knew the illusion just wasn't good enough anymore. That's when he decided to try his sister's underwear. She was slender—except for her breasts, which were like ripe peaches—and though her hips were wider than Henry's, he knew she'd be a better fit than their mother. Then he thought about the risk. Debra was very sensitive about Henry touching any of her stuff. If she ever found out, she would beat him to a pulp. 

Finally one day Henry was unable to contain his curiosity any longer, and he decided to throw caution to the wind. He crept into Debra's room as soon as he got home, and was ultra-careful not to disturb anything she might notice. He felt giddy the moment he opened her underwear drawer and saw the neatly folded piles there. He carefully noted the exact placement before he touched anything. At last—holding his breath—he took out a pair of her panties and held them out. They were small yellow cotton things with lace trim. He rubbed them against his face for awhile. His cock surged with anticipation. Henry pushed his pants down around his ankles and began rubbing the thin material along his penis. 

The neighbor's car pulled in and Henry heard their door slam. Panicking suddenly, he quickly folded the panties and put them away, then scurried out of his sister's room. There was always tomorrow he thought, closing her door. Poor Henry was blithely unaware that his less-than-perfect folding job would soon be his undoing. 

The next day, Henry came home and immediately resumed his exploration of his sister's underwear drawer. He took all of his clothes off first, and then tried on several pairs of Debra's panties, carefully folding each one and putting it away before grabbing another. In his excitement he failed to notice several fine hairs falling loose from where Debra had carefully placed them.

Debra came home that afternoon and found Henry—as usual—watching television. She went up to her room and immediately discovered that her trap had been sprung. Henry had been rummaging through her underwear! She suppressed the urge to run downstairs and strangle the little fucker. Instead she paced her room like a caged lioness. Soon a plan began to form. She would catch him in the act, prove his guilt beyond any doubt, and then exact her revenge. 

The red lace body-stocking was a gift from a male admirer who had hoped to see Debra wear it. She was not inclined to grant his wish however, and had placed it—still in the original box—high up on her closet shelf, under a pile of sweaters. Now she retrieved the provocative garment and laid it in the underwear drawer where Henry would surely see it. Then she quietly slipped into her parent's room and grabbed the Polaroid camera, along with some film and flashbulbs.

Henry hurried home from school the next day, planning to use as much time as possible exploring the wondrous things he had discovered in his sister's room. This time he stripped off all of his clothing before beginning his explorations. The vulnerability of being completely naked seemed to excite him more. With his little penis wagging in front of him to point the way, he carefully opened Debra's bedroom door and went inside.

Something caught Henry's eye as soon as he opened the underwear drawer—a red filmy garment he had not seen on his previous visits. Carefully noting how it was folded, he lifted it out and held it open. It looked like a one-piece bathing suit except that it was so sheer he could see right through it. Examining it closer, he noticed two tiny snaps right in the bottom of the crotch. This excited Henry so much he knew he had to put it on immediately.

Debra looked carefully out from her hiding place in the darkened closet and watched Henry fumble with her underwear. She felt the rage building within her and struggled to suppress it, gripping the Polaroid camera so hard that her knuckles turned white. She wanted to rush out and beat the living shit out of her little brother right then, but she held on for the more satisfying vengeance taking shape before her eyes.

Henry shimmied the garment up over his narrow hips and flat chest, and then pulled the delicate straps over his pale scrawny shoulders. He turned to look at himself in the floor-length mirror. He was stunned at how much it made him look like a girl. His little cock stiffened and begged for release. Henry squatted and felt between his thighs. His fingers found the two crotch snaps, and he pulled on them. The snaps parted and his little cock popped free...

FLASH!

Henry whirled around to find his sister facing him, aiming a camera right at him. He froze, and everything seemed to go into slow motion. He heard the whir of the camera motor as the photo rolled out. Before he could reach down and cover himself, another bright flash caught him in a full-frontal exposure. Stunned, blinded, Henry's mouth flapped open like a fish out of water. He couldn't think of what to say. Even in that first moment of discovery Henry sensed that somehow his life had changed forever.

"You fucking little pervert!" Debra screamed.

Henry finally overcame his shock and turned to flee. 

"Come back here!"

A final flash captured his white ass-cheeks in retreat, pumping hard below the flapping tail of red lace. Henry ran into his room, slammed the door, and leaned against it. He expected Debra to come banging on the door any second, but there was only silence. Finally he heard soft footsteps approach the door.

"Henry," Debra called softly, "Please open the door honey."

"No! You'll hit me!" Henry replied. 

He was frantic—he knew she could force her way in if she really wanted to. He stood there shivering in the thin garment, ashamed and frightened. His sister's voice came soft and reassuringly from the other side of the door.

"Nonsense. I understand how little boys are—I won't hurt you. I just want to show you something."

"W-what?" Henry blubbered, nearly in tears.

"Why your pictures, of course," Debra replied. "They came out real nice. Of course if you don't want to see them, I'm sure someone will. Maybe I'll give them to the yearbook committee. This one here might make a nice senior picture."

"Noooo! Please don't!"

"Then come out here right now and we can discuss this." Debra's matter-of-fact tone made it clear to Henry that he really had no other choice.

The door opened a crack and Henry peered out. Suddenly his ear was being pulled so hard he felt it would come off. He stumbled out into the hallway screaming and falling to his knees. Debra pushed him down and kneeled across his back and neck, immobilizing him.

"You pathetic little bastard!" she hissed, "I should beat the shit out of you."

"I'm sorry. . ." Henry whined.

Debra pulled up the back of the garment, exposing Henry's small white buttocks. She spanked him hard with her open hand, eliciting more screaming. Henry struggled but was unable to move.

"Shut up!" Debra commanded.

Henry continued crying, so she beat his ass some more and told him to be quiet again. This was repeated until he finally learned that the only way to stop the punishment was to be quiet. By this time his bottom was beet-red and burned fiercely from Debra's blows. He sniffed and whimpered in pain then fell silent.

"Okay, that's better," Debra said. "Now we have to figure out what to do with you."

"What do you mean?" Henry whined, then cried out as she viciously struck him again.

"Shut up! You will no longer speak to me unless I ask you to, understood? Nod your head."

Henry nodded, frightened. He had never seen his sister so dominating before. She held a photo out in front of his tear-streaked face. He saw himself posing in profile, hands holding the lacy crotch-flap up to reveal his hard little cock. 

"This is good stuff Henry," she teased, "You should be a model."

She held the next photo out, showing his panicked stare as his scrawny body stood fully exposed, looking ridiculous in the sheer red garment. Finally she turned to the last photo, Henry in flight, his small pale buns flexing as he ran for the door. He knew the photos could ruin him if Debra ever let them fall into the wrong hands. Life would never be the same—he would be an outcast. He turned his head aside and began sobbing.

Suddenly Debra got up and stood above him. There was another flash and whir. Henry rolled over and tried to cover himself, but the next flash blinded him again.

"There," Debra said contentedly, lowering the camera. "Our little family album is nearly complete. I just had to see how well the red in your sorry little whipped ass would show up."

Henry sat clutching his knees against his chest while his sister watched the newest photos develop. He could see from her expression that the results were good—and bad for him. She turned to Henry with a stern expression.

"Now get up and strip! And if you tear my stuff you'll really be sorry."

Henry got to his feet slowly and began peeling out of the clingy garment, intensely aware of his sister's gaze. Blushing, he handed it to her while attempting to cover his crotch with his other hand. She reached out and slapped his hand away, leaving him fully exposed again.

"Don't cover yourself in front of me! Your ass is mine now, pervert. Now get down on your hands and knees and follow me—I'm not done with you today."

Debra strode off toward her bedroom with Henry crawling along behind her. She stood by the doorway until he had crossed the threshold, then sent him sprawling face-forward onto her rug with a vicious kick to his flushed bare ass. She slammed the door shut behind them, the sharp sound startling Henry and adding to his sense terror and of entrapment.

Debra looked down at Henry with eager anticipation. Her little brother would now be her personal slave, for as long as she wanted. She saw that her foot had left a nice imprint on his ass. She ground her shoe against Henry's other butt-cheek, chaffing the already inflamed skin. He nearly choked trying to stifle his own sobs.

"My feet are tired from kicking your sorry ass," she said, kicking her shoes off and stripping out of her pantyhose. "I want you to massage them for me."

Debra sat down on the bed and held a foot out expectantly. Henry shuffled over on his knees and began to rub it. She reached down and grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head roughly upward to face her.

"Not that way you idiot!" she hissed, "Use your tongue. Wait."

She pushed him back, then slid farther up onto the bed and lay there with her feet hanging out in front of Henry's tear-streaked face. He began to lick the soles of her feet but she squashed them violently against his face and sat up.

"Careful! You're tickling me. Suck my toes—all over."

Debra lay back down and basked in the feeling of power that she now had over her 18-year-old brother. He was already adapting well to his new role as her personal slave, she thought, as his wet little tongue began stroking into the crevices between her toes. Her hand strayed up under her skirt and found the warm wet signs of her arousal. She languidly began stroking herself through her panties.

Debra felt Henry change position. She glanced down and caught him looking up between her legs, where her hand was busily engaged. Infuriated, she leapt to her feet and grabbed him by the throat. Then she remembered that any bruises on Henry's neck might be noticeable to her mother. She shoved him facedown on the floor and then peeled her moist panties off.

"Here!" Debra held up the cotton panties. The crotch was darkened with her fresh pussy juice. "Just what we need for you."

Henry was afraid to look up from where he lay on the floor. Despite his terror he kept thinking about the image of Debra's fingers buried under the edge of her panties, and the soft brown pubic hairs protruding around them. His penis stirred under him and his ass cheeks quivered involuntarily. Suddenly he felt her kneel on his back and grab his hair.

Debra pulled Henry's head back and pressed the soiled panties against his eyes, blinding him. Then she wrapped a pair of pantyhose over the panties, tying the ends tightly around her brother's head to make an effective blindfold. Jerking the terrified boy to his feet she stood back to survey her work.

Henry stood unsteadily before her, naked and shaking from fright. Interestingly his little penis showed definite signs of arousal. Debra adjusted the panties, releasing the crotch so that it hung down over Henry's nose. His face wrinkled.

"Nice, huh?" She pushed the wet stain against his nose with her hand, and then covered his mouth with her other hand so that he had to breathe through his nose—and the panties.

"Do you like that Henry?" she asked. "Isn't that what you wanted, you little pussy whore?"

Henry was hyperventilating and could not hold his breath for more than a moment. The strong scent of his sister's sex invaded his nostrils. He also felt the dampness, and he knew it was the result of what he'd just seen her fingers doing only moments before.

"I have an idea," Debra said. "Stand still."

She pulled a loose end of the pantyhose across Henry's nose and tucked the end under at the back of his head. Now the crotch stain was pressed against his nose by the gauzy material without her help. Then she grabbed Henry's penis and led him over to the foot of the bed.

"Kneel down slave, and we'll try this again," she commanded, pushing him to his knees.

There was a rustle of clothing, and then Henry heard the bed springs creak as his sister climbed back into position. With the blindfold on he was unable to see that she had stripped the rest of her clothing off. She grabbed his hair and pulled him up between her outstretched thighs. He could feel the heat as she pulled him closer ... and suddenly his mouth was buried in the soft down of her pussy.

"Lick it, you little slut," Debra commanded.

Henry stuck his tongue out and pressed it against the hot slippery folds of flesh. They parted easily and he quickly found the firm nubbin of her clit. The scent and feel completely enveloped him; it was like nothing Henry had ever experienced. He also knew immediately that he would want to experience it again, and again. He felt his little cock grow hard where it pressed against the mattress.

"That's the spot, slut-boy. Faster now! Lick!" Debra yanked Henry's hair toward until his mouth was pressed tightly to her quivering pussy. 

Henry was having trouble breathing, but he obediently licked her clit as rapidly as he could. Debra's whole body began to shake as a massive orgasm approached. Her moans accompanied the wet sucking sounds of Henry's busy lips and tongue.

"Oooohhhhhh!!" Debra came hard. She threw her legs up and slammed her thighs together with such force that she nearly crushed Henry's skull. Her body spasms drove Henry over the edge too, despite his barely being able to breathe. He shot his cum all over the sheet beneath him. Debra felt her little brother shudder and moan. Thinking he might be about to pass out, she opened her damp thighs and released him. When she saw that he was still concious, she unceremoniously shoved him backwards off the bed. He hit the floor with a soft thump.

Henry knelt on the floor at the foot of Debra's bed, his face still dripping with her juices. Debra ignored him and gently ran her hands over her firm breast while her breathing slowed. When Debra finally got up, she saw the pool of cum on the bed. Surprisingly, she was not angry. This was just was further evidence of her new power over her younger brother.

"Oh, you liked that did you, my little slut? Good. Get used to it, because from now on you are my personal slave." She put on a short robe and came over to where Henry kneeled, still blindfolded.

"Now get up!" She pulled him up by his hair. "Get dressed—Mom will be home soon."

Debra opened the door and shoved Henry out into the hallway so hard that he fell down. She bent down and yanked his makeshift blindfold off. Henry rolled over to hide his weeping little penis from her. This somehow irritated Debra. She whacked him hard on his bare ass a few times, and stood over him, hands on hips.


The Trouble with Henry Ch. 02



(Cont'd from part 1 -- Poor Henry has already been enslaved and feminized by his sister... What else could possibly go wrong?)

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Henry heard the doorknob turn -- He froze. 

The door swung open and Miko, the 18 year-old Japanese exchange student who was living with them, walked in. He gasped and stared dumbfounded, unable to move. Miko stood in the doorway with her mouth open in surprise. Henry's briefs were down around his ankles, and a Playboy magazine was spread open at his feet. Even more damning though was his little pink penis standing up proudly in his hand. Although he'd just turned 18 himself, the scrawny and under endowed Henry had the body of someone much younger.

Miko smiled. So this is what American boys do when they're alone. She stepped into the bathroom and locked the door as Henry awkwardly covered his penis. He had to expose himself again as he reached down to grab his underpants. 

Miko laughed, walked over, and placed her stocking-clad foot on the briefs, preventing Henry from pulling them up. She smiled and fixed Henry with a meaningful stare, then lifted the clothes hamper lid and pointed into it. 

By this time, Henry was thoroughly embarrassed and more than a little confused. The truth slowly dawned on him --- he'd forgotten that Miko was not feeling well when he'd left for school this morning. She must have stayed home. When Henry came home thinking he had the house to himself, Miko was already there. He silently cursed himself for not checking first -- and for not locking the bathroom door. But why hadn't Miko knocked? 

Henry realized that Miko was still staring at him, and her finger was still pointing at the clothes hamper. Sheepishly, he picked up his briefs, put them in the hamper. He quickly sat back down on the toilet and placed his hands over his wilting erection. 

Miko laughed. She casually removed her white cotton socks and dropped them into the clothes hamper on top of his briefs. Then she turned to face Henry and slowly began unbuttoning her blouse. 

Henry watched in amazement, unable to move or even breathe, as Miko slid the garment from her pale white shoulders. Slowly—without removing her gaze from Henry's face—Miko reached right over the top of him and draped her blouse on the towel bar. Her breasts were right in Henry's face.

The lacy white curves of Miko's brassiere held up the smooth ivory mounds of her breasts like some pagan offering. Henry could see the small lumps where her nipples pressed out against the material. He was already getting hard again and was having trouble hiding it. Miko looked down at his lap and raised her eyebrows. Still smiling, she reached down, unhooked her skirt and lowered the zipper. 

Henry's jaw dropped as if it were attached to her falling skirt. Miko deftly plucked the skirt from the floor and hung it next to her blouse. Henry suddenly realized that neither of them had said a word since she'd entered the bathroom. Time had come to a standstill. The bathroom clock showed they still had an hour before his big sister came home, but Henry wasn't looking at the clock.

Henry couldn't tear his eyes away the pale graceful curves of Miko's semi-nude form. He marveled at how the tiny panties seemed to reveal more than they concealed. Two thin straps slung down off the smooth curve of her hips in a perfect vee. Halfway down the nearly flat expanse of her stomach, a small panel of white lace was suspended tightly between the straps. The seductive shadow of Miko's pubic hair lurked just beneath the lace. Henry drew in his breath.

His eyes widened when they got down to where the sheer panty lace ended and a tiny patch of white satin stretched over her pubic mound in a tight curve. Lower still, the bulge of Miko's pussy hung teasingly in the narrow space between her thighs, like some sweet forbidden fruit. Henry was so awestruck he forgot himself and let his hands fall away. His swollen little penis was now rock-hard. 

Miko was thoroughly enjoying Henry's gawking appraisal, and his obvious physical reaction. She smiled and unfastened her brassiere, then let it slide down her arms in a long, languorous motion. Then she did something that surprised him even more, if that were still possible given what she'd already done.

She reached across Henry, as if to drape the brassiere on the towel rod. As she passed it near Henry's face he closed his eyes and inhaled her sweet scent. When he opened them again she was holding the bra out over his chest. 

"Oh, Henry!" Miko's laugh tinkled like a wind chime. "You would make a pefect girl." 

Henry flinched backward but there was nowhere to go. Miko pressed the bra against his chest and held it there. The soft, satiny cups were still warm with her body heat. Poor Henry nearly swooned at the feel of them against his skin. This of course while he was already staring at Miko's perfectly proportioned ivory-white body, mere inches from his face. 

Miko's breasts were neither large nor small, but firm and perfect, like peaches ready to eat. Her pink erect nipples met Henry at eye level. He marveled at their beauty, eyes darting from one to the other as if trying to decide ... what? There was nothing for him to decide. Miko had assumed complete control the moment she burst through the door. Henry was left with nothing but his own confusion and embarrassment. 

"Not yet!" Miko laughed again and pulled the bra away. She hung it on the towel rod, then turned and stroked Henry's cheek. As he looked up at her, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him fully on the mouth. After a moment, she released him and stepped back but her eyes still held his, and Henry felt as if he might fall into those dark brown pools. Truth was, he'd already fallen.

Miko hooked her thumbs under the tight straps of her panties and slowly pulled the tiny bikini down to her knees, where it lingered for a tantalizing few seconds, and then dropped to the floor. Miko picked the panties up and passed them over Henry's nose. Henry trembled, and his cock twitched, as he felt the soft wisp of material and breathed in the musky scent of Miko's sex.

Henry finally tore his eyes from Miko's and gazed—dumbfounded—at her now completely naked body. He had completely forgotten his own nudity. Miko was nothing less than a goddess; an Asian Aphrodite. Her torso narrowed like an hourglass below the firm globes of her breasts, then flared smoothly out again to frame the subtle rise of her abdomen. The tiny oval of her navel lay serenely within in this pale wondrous sea, beckoning Henry inward like a dark whirlpool. 

Lowering his eyes even more, Henry drank in the sight of her exposed pussy. The short dark hairs covering her pubis thinned to nothing where her labia rose in delicate pink-brown folds. Henry felt an aching in his young loins; he struggled to control himself. Miko was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but then his big sister was the only other girl he'd seen naked.

Miko stepped closer and leaned down. She grasped Henry's erect penis and squeezed hard, then quickly covered his mouth with hers, stifling his panicked cry of protest. She forced her tongue down his throat and held it there, and cupped her free hand against the back of his head to prevent him from pulling away. Henry had never been French-kissed -- in fact he had only kissed another girl once before, and that only briefly. The combination of Miko's tongue in his throat and her strong embrace was wildly erotic. 

Miko slid her free hand down to his penis and worked it with long firm strokes. Within moments Henry forgot his pain and shock as the ecstasy of his orgasm overcome him. His loins throbbed and twitched. He felt a blind rush of pure joy as his tiny hot load of cum pumped forth. 

Miko kept working her tongue deep inside his mouth while she expertly aimed his cock. Cum shot up and covered his stomach. She pumped his cock until finally it softened and no more fluid came out. At last, she released him and stood up. 

Henry sat back, panting and gasping for breath. Miko smiled down at him, but her smile had a cruel edge now. She leaned forward and dug her fingernails into Henry's testicles.

"Aaaghh—"

Miko clamped her other hand over Henry's mouth to stifle his scream. She waited until Henry stopped struggling, and she was certain that she had his absolute attention.

"You bad boy," she said in her halting English. "Your sister tell me you her slave -- she show me pictures." She laughed. "Silly boy, you wearing her panties!"

Oh no! Henry gasped. No wonder Miko walked in on him so brazenly – she'd seen the photos his older sister took. Yes he did look silly in those photos, but Debra was supposed to have kept them secret! They both knew the pictures of him wearing her sexy red teddy, with his little cock and butt sticking out, were potentially explosive. Those photos could destroy him at school. That was how Debra had controlled, dominated, and used Henry ever since she'd caught him red-handed, trying on her lingerie.

Henry shuddered as he thought about the things he had done for his sister since then. And the things he allowed her to do to him – since that fateful day. Now Miko was in on the secret too. What cruel things would she ask of him in order to keep silent, he wondered. Would she be as sex-crazed as Debra, or did she have something even worse in store for him?

"Debra tell me to have fun today. Say you mine for afternoon -- she come home late. Now you will obey me like you do for her." Miko laughed at Henry's shocked look. 

Henry shook his head, still unable to believe what had happened.

"No? Okay, we give pictures to your friends." Miko began to reach for her clothes.

"No! Please!" Henry cried, frantic. He had no choice but to obey her, just as he had for Debra.

"Okay! You my slave now," Miko said cheerfully, "Know what that mean?"

She still had her hand over his mouth, so Henry nodded yes.

"Show me." She removed her hand and grabbed his tongue. 

"Use this now!" she commanded harshly. "I show you where."

To Henry's astonishment, Miko turned and bent over, spreading her firm pale buttocks apart. She backed up and Henry watched the small dark star of her anus approach his face. It seemed to wink at him. Slowly -- as if in a dream -- Henry leaned forward and extended his tongue toward it. 

He hesitated as his tongue struck home and tasted the curious flat tang of her hole. Miko tensed and backed up insistently, quivering a bit as she pressed herself against his mouth. She grabbed his testicles again and dug her fingers into his flesh.

"Oww ... Mmmmph!"

"Lick it! Suck me good you bad boy!"

Fearing Miko's anger, Henry overcame his squeamishness and put his tongue inside her. Urged by her hand and the insistent motion of her hips, he began to move it in and out. Henry felt her grip on his balls relax as he made the right moves. Encouraged by her load moans, he began to work her with amateur earnest. 

Miko waited until Henry had thoroughly bathed her entire ass with his mouth and tongue, before she turned to face him again. Henry's unquestioning obedience had obviously changed her. She seemed to tower over him now, imperious and totally dominant. 

Henry stared back at Miko, fearful of her power over him but hypnotized by her exotic beauty. The excitement had caused her breasts to flush with color, and her nipples now stood out prominently. They were bigger than Debra's, even though Debra had larger tits. Miko's vaginal lips had also become engorged and swollen, and Henry noticed that the folds had parted to reveal a slash of wet pink flesh within. 

Slap! Miko hit Henry hard with her open hand. He reeled back, his face stinging from the blow.

"Slave will not stare at master!" Miko shouted. "Eyes down!"

Henry lowered his head as he felt his eyes water up. His little world had changed so much in such a short time. First the spanking and enslavement by his sister, and now—mere days later—he was humiliated and rebuked by a veritable stranger in their house. His tears fell freely, mixed with the drops of his cum, and then ran down his abdomen and over his thighs. 

"You baby!" Miko yanked Henry to his feet and slapped his bare ass until he howled in pain. Then she dragged him over to the bathtub and pushed him down into it. "You dirty baby boy!" She turned the shower on him.

Ahhh!! Henry shrieked as the cold water struck his bare skin. 

Miko slapped him again, and then placed one hand over his mouth and the other around his testicles. This subdued him, and he calmed down as the water warmed up. Miko stepped into the tub and stood over him, the shower running over both of them. She put one bare foot on his chest and pointed down at him.

"You still need lesson! Be still!" she commanded.

Henry lay there, blinking against the spray of water and wondering what she could possibly do next. The answer came quickly. Miko turned around and placed a foot under each of his arms so that she now faced his outstretched feet. Then she squatted down with her bottom over his face. Henry was marveling at the open pink hole within her cleft when suddenly a hard stream of yellow liquid squirted out and struck him in the face. Miko was peeing on him!

"Hey!" He spluttered -- then quickly shut his mouth against the acrid spray.

"Quiet!" Miko shouted. She began emptying her entire bladder on him. He was still struggling, so she bent forward and clutched his balls again. This took the fight out of him, and he laid still with his eyes shut as her warm, bitter pee flowed over his face and neck. 

After a few final spurts on his face, Henry felt her let go of his balls. He heard water running, and a second later the shower spray washed over his face. As soon as it stopped, he opened his mouth, gasping for breath. Miko shoved a bar of soap into it.

"Aaacck!"

"Quiet! You clean up now!" Miko pulled him to his feet and slapped his bare ass, hard.

Henry pulled the soap out of his mouth and began to wash himself. Miko watched, obviously relishing her dominance over him. As he was washing his hair -- his back turned to her -- he suddenly felt an arm encircle his waist. Miko gripped him tightly against her naked flesh, slid her other hand up between his legs, and placed her lips to his ear.

"Wash dirty bottom!" she whispered hoarsely. She thrust her soapy fingers between his tightly clenched buttocks, probing for his anus. 

"Ow! Aaaahhgh!" Henry tried to squirm away but Miko merely tightened her grasp. 

"Ohhh!" He felt his flesh squashed against the firm expanse of her thigh and her pubic hairs tickled his hip. Miko found his tiny hole. Her finger slipped inside, probing insistently.

"Ohhh! ...Ahhhh! Stop, Miko. Please!" Henry struggled, but she had him some sort of locking hold and he couldn't break free. 

Miko ignored Henry's protests and hooked her long finger deeper into his tight little ass. She found his sweet spot and rubbed it. 

Henry relaxed as the new sensations overcame him. "Ohhh ... mmmm .... Oh god!"

"Ha! you dirty boy!" Miko laughed. "I wash you good." She kept wriggling her finger around inside of Henry 's ass, working him mercilessly until she felt his tiny prick harden against her leg. Her demeanor softened, she had proven her mastery over him, and would undoubtedly do so more in the days to come. 

Now it was time to milk the boy. Miko took Henry's stiff little penis in her hand and stroked it. He came within a few seconds.

"Ohhhhhh .... Aaahhhh ... ooooh..."

"Such a dirty little boy." Miko laughed as she milked the last drops from Henry's softening cock. "Wash now. Then I give you clothes to wear. You will make a pretty girl."

Henry groaned. He felt totally helpless. It seemed that from now on he would be a slave to not only his sister, but also to Miko. They would use him whenever they pleased, in whatever fashion amused them. He should be utterly despondent, but he wasn't. Strangely enough, the prospect made him happier than he could ever remember being. 

Miko stood in the tub with Henry and finished bathing him. He was her little toy now, and as their naked bodies slid together under the shower spray, she teased him with her probing fingers in ways that Henry had never believed possible.

(to be continued...) 



The Trouble with Henry Ch. 03



The pain was almost unbearable. Henry knew he had stayed out in the harsh sun too long, and now he'd pay the price. The tender skin of an eighteen year-old could only take so much punishment. It wasn't merely the pain of the sunburn that concerned Henry, it was his older sister, Debra. Henry knew that she would use it as just one more excuse to humiliate and abuse him. But there was nothing he could do about it. As soon as he offered any resistance Debra would drag out the photos and remind Henry that he was literally her slave. Henry knew that if he ever refused her orders, the very next day those same photos would show up at school. He would be ruined.

The whole family had come up to the lake-cabin for the first weekend of spring break, but their parents had been unable to get away from their jobs for the entire week. When Debra had asked if she and Henry, along with Miko—their Japanese exchange student—could stay at the cabin during the week, the parents had happily agreed. They stocked the refrigerator and left instructions for Debra, who was to be in charge while they were gone. They planned to drive up the following Friday, spend the weekend, and everyone would return home together.

Henry was a little worried about spending all that unsupervised time with his sister and Miko, but there was plenty to do outside, with swimming, canoeing and exploring right at their doorstep. Now that was out; this sunburn would keep him grounded for awhile. And it was only Monday. The only consolation was that by Friday, when his folks returned, he'd have healed and his mom wouldn't give him hell for not wearing sunscreen. What he hadn't counted on was his sister's reaction.

Henry sighed and stepped out of the shower. The cool water had felt good while he was standing under it but now he had to get out. There was only one bathroom, and Debra needed to use it now. She'd already knocked several times, each one louder than the last. An angry Debra was not something Henry wanted to face anytime, but especially now.

He dried off quickly but the rough towel abraded his burned skin. He let out a small whimper. Debra—standing right outside the door—heard it.

"Henry? Are you all right?"

"Unh. Y-yeah." 

"Henry, you don't sound good. Let me in. I need to look at you."

"Can't. No clothes on," he replied in a small quaking voice.

"Henry..." Debra's voice softened. "It's okay. I just want to help. Come on honey, open the door."

Debra could be pretty persuasive when she wanted to. Maybe she wouldn't be as mad as Henry feared. He unlatched the door and held the towel in front of him. The door opened and Debra whisked in. she gasped when she saw the color of Henry's skin.

"Oh Henry! What have you done?"

She reached out to touch his inflamed skin. Henry flinched and drew away.

"D-don't!" he yelled. "It hurts!" 

It was the wrong tone to use with Debra. Her face hardened and her hands went to her hips.

"Of course it does. And the whipping I give you for not wearing your sunscreen is going to hurt even more." She stepped in front of the toilet and unzipped her jeans. "Turn your back, Henry. I can't hold this any longer, thanks to you."

Henry started to turn away, but then remembered that his bottom would be exposed. He struggled with the towel, dropped it, then quickly picked it up and wrapped it around himself.

Debra ignored her brother and pulled her pants and panties down. As she sat on the toilet Henry stole a glimpse of her soft brown patch of pubic hair. It wasn't the first look he'd ever had, indeed she'd had his face buried in it several times since that day she caught him wearing her lingerie, but Henry was still fascinated every time he saw it.

Henry listened to Debra's pee splash into the toilet. It sounded like someone had opened a faucet. Boy she was really holding it in, he thought, regretting the delay he'd caused her. 

Debra wiped herself, then stood and pulled her clothes back up. Henry kept his back turned, but his brief peek, combined with memories of his earlier sessions with her, had a predictable but undesired effect. He felt a bulge growing under his towel.

"Okay, you can turn around now," Debra said.

As soon as Henry turned, Debra saw the lump under his towel. "Why you little pervert! You were peeking weren't you? Well you must have liked what you saw."

If Henry weren't already sunburned, Debra would have noticed him blush. His fantasies involving his big sister had begun long before she'd caught him trying on her underwear. He still recalled those stormy nights when she let him share her bed, and they would innocently clutch each other tightly at every clap of thunder. He remembered the fresh smell of her hair and the soft warmth of her skin against his. 

It all ended that awful morning when they woke up together and noticed a sticky wetness under the sheets. Debra was as puzzled as Henry at first, until she pulled the waistband of his pajamas open and peered inside. Furious, she'd dragged him out of bed and pulled his soiled pajamas off, exposing the sticky evidence of Henry's first wet-dream. Before he could even get over his shock, Debra bent him over her knees and spanked his bare bottom until. Afterward she cleaned him up and made him wear one of her sheer teddies around the house all day. 

Henry was mortified of course but even worse, he'd not been allowed back into her bed since then. That loss, combined with his introduction to wearing frilly lingerie, had most likely motivated Henry's later transgressions. Soon afterward he discovered his parent's stash of erotic literature in the bottom of the nightstand drawer. The stories strengthened his sexual urges more than any Playboy ever had, but the shy and awkward Henry still found himself unable to approach any girls at school.

As Henry's social world withered on the vine, his private fantasies grew. Eventually he needed more stimulation than just the stories. He recalled the erotic feel of Debra's nightie on his bare skin; he wanted to experience that feeling again. He began making forays back into her room, where it had all begun, only this time it was without his sister's knowledge. Or so Henry had thought, until that first flashbulb popped and Debra stepped out of the closet to take over his life.

"Here Henry, give me that," Debra said, grasping the edge of the towel. "Don't be embarrassed. I'm your big sister. I've seen your body before."

Henry reluctantly released the towel, and Debra pulled it aside and hung it up. Then she began to examine him. The small area that had been covered by his swim-trunks was stark white in comparison the inflamed skin covering the rest of his scrawny frame. Henry trembled under her prodding fingers, and kept his hands clutched tightly over his genitals. Debra pulled them away and lifted his arms to examine them. She pretended not to notice his little penis sticking straight out.

"Shit!" she exclaimed as she turned to look at his backside. "This is a bad burn. I need to get some lotion on you. Then we'll find something loose and comfortable for you to wear around the cabin while you heal. You're not going outside for a few days."

Debra opened the medicine cabinet and retrieved a bottle of sunburn lotion. "This will get messy," she said, unbuttoning her blouse. 

Henry watched in disbelief as Debra stripped down to her panties and brassiere. She poured a generous amount of lotion on her hand and gently applied it to Henry's shoulders. The lotion was cool and soothing. Henry closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of his sister's hands on his bare skin. He felt woozy and started to fall. 

"Whoops!" Debra caught Henry and pulled him against her strong lithe body. "You're in worse shape than I thought. Let's get you out of here." She took his arm and helped him out of the bathroom.

The cabin was rustic, with wood-plank floors and log walls, but also quite large. There were three bedrooms in addition to the large open area shared by the kitchen and family room. Miko was sitting on the living room sofa, reading a magazine. She looked up as Debra entered with Henry, and her eyes grew large as she took in his naked and badly sunburned body.

Henry glanced over at Miko could swear that he saw her lick her lips.

Debra led Henry into the bedroom that she and Miko shared. Henry suddenly felt self-conscious. He had not been inside in Debra's room—here or at home—since that last night they'd slept together. He reached down to cover himself as she turned and crossed over to her dresser. 

"Now let's see what we have for you," Debra said, rummaging around inside a drawer. "I think one of my loose cotton dresses would be best." 

A dress! Henry got a strange fluttery feeling in his stomach at the thought of wearing his sister's clothing once more. Debra saw his lip tremble and mistook it for fear. She tried to comfort him, placing her hands on the only place she could find that was not burned—his pale skinny hips. She bent close to his ear and spoke in a confiding tone, almost in a whisper.

"Now Henry, relax. No one will see you in the house, and you'll be more comfortable this way."

No one except you and Miko, thought Henry as Debra turned her back and resumed searching through her clothes. He resigned himself to wearing a dress or whatever else she came up with. The sunburn had made him weak and dizzy to even think about resisting. In fact it was hard to even remain standing. His knees began to shake and he started to sway. 

Debra continued pawing through her clothes, unaware of Henry's rapidly deteriorating state. "Yes, a dress will be best for you. Then you won't need to wear anything underneath. Underpants would just chafe you and make it worse. Henry? Are you listening?"

Debra heard a noise and spun around. Henry had fainted. He was sprawled halfway onto her bed and sliding off toward the floor. Trying to avoid his burnt areas, she caught him with one hand under his buttocks and the other under his arm and lifted him gently back up onto the bed.

"My god you're hot," she exclaimed. "I can't tell whether it's the burn or if you're running a fever."

Debra ran into the bathroom and returned a moment later with a thermometer. She rolled Henry over onto his side so that his back was facing her. 

"Ohhh..." Henry groaned. "What happened?"

"You fainted. Now lay still. I need to check your temperature. This is a rectal thermometer, which means I have to poke it in down here." She ran her finger lightly between his buttocks. 

"No. Please." Henry squirmed and buried his face in the pillow. 

"Be quiet! You think I like doing this?" If Henry could have seen Debra's smile he'd know that in fact she did enjoy it, just as she would enjoy the spanking she'd give him later. "This is your entire fault, so be still and don't it any worse."

Debra shook the thermometer down and swabbed some Vaseline on the end it. Holding one of Henry's butt-cheeks open with one hand, she pushed the slender rod into his puckered little anus. Henry twitched and whimpered.

Smack! Debra's hand across his butt cheek had the desired effect, and Henry lay still at last.

Debra held the thermometer in place for awhile, her other hand resting on his bottom. Her anger grew as she thought about how much hell she'd catch if their mother saw the sunburn. She had specifically told Debra to make sure Henry wore his sunscreen. Now she and Miko would have to play nursemaid and make sure he healed before Friday. Why couldn't the little bastard stay out of trouble? Well, she thought, maybe we can have some fun at his expense. She began moving the thermometer around inside of Henry, rotating it slowly as she pulled it in and out.

Henry was really feeling strange now. The cool glass thermometer sliding into his ass was a shock at first, but when she began moving the tube around in him it felt good. He felt himself getting erect and moved his hands down to hide it. 

Debra finally pulled the thermometer out, wiped it with a tissue, and examined the reading. 

"You do have a small fever Henry," she said, "but it's not too serious." 

She laid the thermometer aside and looked down where Henry's hands were trying to hide his erection. She rolled Henry over onto his back and pulled his hands away. His fully erect penis sprang into view, the tip already glistening with the first clear drop of pre-cum. 

Now it's time to have some fun, thought Debra. "My goodness! You seem to have enjoyed that, little brother.," Debra grasped Henry's rigid shaft and wrapped her long fingers around it. "Do you like having things poked in your ass?"

"N-no."

"Oh, I think you do." Debra slowly stroked his cock as she spoke. "I think you just love it. Here, I'll prove it to you." 

She pulled Henry's knees up and pushed his thighs apart. With her free hand she dug down between his buttocks, probing for his hole. She touched her finger against it, lightly at first.

'Ohhh..." Henry felt himself wracked by waves of intense pleasure. His breaths came in short hard gasps. His jaw slackened and he opened his mouth. "Oooo ... Ahhhh...."

"That's it," Debra purred, "Just let yourself go."

She thrust the tip of her finger into his greased hole and wriggled it. Then she plunged it all the way in and hooked it against his prostate. The effect was instantaneous. Henry cried out and shot a small load of sperm onto his belly. Debra kept pumping his cock while he thrust his hips upward to meet her and then down again onto her insistent finger. She kept him like that until she had milked him dry. Finally, Henry's cock softened and his breathing slowed. He sighed and closed his eyes.

"Wasn't that fun Henry? Now you have to clean it up." 

Debra scooped the puddle of cum off Henry's stomach. She lifted his head with her other hand. "Open your mouth," Debra commanded.

"Wh-what?"

"Do what I say Henry. Don't argue!" Debra dribbled the sperm into his mouth, then forced it shut. She watched his expression with obvious amusement as he swallowed the slippery mess. Afterward she made him lick her palm and fingers clean, then pushed him back on the bed. He was asleep within minutes.

When Henry woke up it was dark outside. He was naked, but the window was open and the gentle breeze felt good on his bare skin. He lay there on the cool sheets for a long time before it dawned on him that this wasn't his own bed – he was in his sister's room! He shifted and tried to get up. The sheets rubbed on his burned skin, and then he remembered what had happened.

Debra walked in, carrying a tray. She was dressed in shorts and blouse again.

"I thought you might be awake. Here's some soup and toast."

Henry reached down and pulled a sheet over his lap. He wondered why Debra was being so nice to him. He decided to just relax and enjoy it while it lasted. Henry had finished the soup and was sipping the last of his lemonade when Debra came back in. She had the thermometer again. 

"Gee, Debra, do we really have to—"

"Shut up. I'm in charge and you'll do as I say. Do you want me to bring Miko in here to help?

Henry shook his head and meekly handed Debra the empty glass. Miko looked like an angel but she could be even crueler than Debra. He vividly recalled her standing over him in the shower as her pee streamed out and hit him in the face. And later, her soapy finger digging into his butthole. 

Debra took the glass away and pulled the sheet back exposing Henry's backside. Henry rolled over on his side so she could insert the thermometer. Debra was rougher than before, and this time she offered him no relief when he became aroused. 

She pulled the thermometer briskly out and took it into the bathroom. As soon as she left, Henry grabbed his throbbing penis. Debra was back within seconds though, and caught Henry in mid-stroke. She slapped his hand away from his cock.

"Stop that!" she said sharply. She whacked his bare ass with the flat of her hand. "Get up! It's time we got you outfitted."

Debra went over to the closet and pulled out a long cotton dress in a yellow flowery pattern. It had a wide neck and billowy short sleeves. Henry could see no buttons or zippers in front or back. Debra held it up for him expectantly. Henry shook his head, no. 

"Henry..." Debra warned.

Henry arose painfully, holding a corner of the sheet in front of him.

"Put that damned sheet down!"

Henry dropped the sheet and tried to cover himself with his hands.

"Now raise your arms. Up! That's it."

Debra slid the dress over Henry's arms and pulled it down into place. She stood back to look at him and barely managed to keep from laughing. 

She turned and shouted toward the open doorway. "Miko! Come in here. You have to see this!"

Miko sauntered in, munching on an apple. "Oh, Henry! You look very pretty."

"We need a new name for him ... I mean 'her'," said Debra. "I know! How about Henrietta?"

The next two days passed slowly for Henry/Henrietta. Debra made him stay indoors, wear a dress and submit to several applications of lotion every day. The second day she switched to a moisturizing lotion. To Henry's chagrin she insisted on applying it everywhere, including his genitals. She even rubbed it up between his buttocks and around his anus. 

Henry of course was kept in an almost constant state of arousal by all of this, but Debra refused to give him any more relief for his throbbing cock. In fact she gave him strict orders not to touch himself down there, except to go to the bathroom. Even then he was required to ask first, and either Debra or Miko would accompany him and watch. That first night he had looked forward to masturbating in the privacy of his room, but Debra had anticipated this and fastened his wrists to the bedposts with cloth restraints.

Debra also got rougher with him each time she applied the lotion. She plunged her finger deep into Henry's ass every time she did his bottom, and then she used two fingers. If he moved or complained she slapped his bare flesh hard enough to bring tears to his eyes. In between applications of lotion she also kept taking his temperature rectally, even though he didn't feel feverish. 

By Thursday morning, Henry was getting better. He was looking forward to the weekend, when their parents would return and the girls could no longer control or tease him. He lay in bed listening to Debra and Miko whispering in the living room. He had no doubt that whatever mischief they were planning would involve him, and it wouldn't be fun. He was right of course.

A few minutes later Debra came in and unfastened his restraints. "Get your ass out here, now!" She spun on her heel and strode out.

Henry shuffled out to the living room, wearing the flowery yellow dress. Debra flopped down onto the sofa and gazed coolly at him. Miko—sitting across from her—winked at him.

"Take that goddamned dress off!" Debra ordered.

Henry started pulling it up over his head. He must have taken too long because the next thing he knew Debra had leapt up and yanked it off over his head. Underneath the dress, he had on a pair of his own underpants.

"What the hell is that?" Debra shouted, pointing. 

"M-my underpants," Henry replied.

"Oh yeah? Who said you could wear those?"

Once again, Henry was too slow with an answer. Debra reached out and yanked the cotton briefs down around his ankles. "Do you know what we do to boys who don't follow orders?"

"No, please—" 

Henry tried to run, but Debra stomped her foot down on his briefs and he tripped. He fell and lay sprawled on the floor at her feet. Miko laughed cruelly, as Debra pulled a sturdy wooden dining chair out into the middle of the room and sat down on it.

"Come over here, Henrietta." she commanded.

Henry started to get to his feet.

"No. Not that way. Crawl on your hands and knees."




The Trouble with Henry Ch. 03



"Yes, you must crawl," Miko prompted. "You sorry little girlie!"

Henry crawled over to his sister.

"Now lay across my knees. Face down" Debra patted her thighs. "Time to take your punishment." 

Henry lay across her knees and gritted his teeth. Debra gave him a long, hard spanking, switching hands when one got sore. A chorus of slaps and cries echoed off the bare log walls of the cabin, and it seemed to poor Henry as if the punishment went on forever. 

Finally Debra stopped and shoved him to the floor. "Stop your bawling! You ruined my week too. Bet you won't forget to wear your sunscreen anymore will you?"

"No. I won't. I'm s-sorry."

"Bet your ass you are. Now get out of my sight."

Henry started to pick up the dress.

"Leave it," Debra said. "You can put your own stupid clothes back on now, and go outside. But don't let me catch you without sunscreen again."

Henry could hardly believe it. He was finally free. Now it was time to exact his revenge. And the best thing about his plan was that the girls would never even know. He shuddered to think what would happen if they ever did find out, but it would be worth the risk.

* * *

Henry crawled through the dirt beneath the cabin, intent on getting below a certain portion of the cabin floor. When he heard giggling coming through the floorboards he knew he'd reached the right area. Now if he remembered correctly ... Ah, yes, there it is. He reached up with his jackknife and carefully pried out the knot. Light streamed down through the open hole. The voices became louder.

He quietly shifted himself so that his eye was directly below the hole and peered up into the room. A flash of blue-jeans came into view. He pressed his eye closer and was immediately rewarded with the sight of jeans sliding down to reveal a pair of bare legs. Paydirt! He looked up at his sister's firm white bottom, barely concealed by her tiny thong panties. God! She was right over him! 

He reached down excitedly and put his hand inside his trunks. Yes, there was already a healthy little "boner" growing there. He could hear Miko talking nearby but his attention was focused on his sister, who was now busy unhooking her brassiere. This done, she slid it down off her arms, affording Henry an unobstructed view of her small firm breasts with their nipples sticking straight out.

Henry was fully aroused now. He silently struggled with his trunks and managed to shove them down over his skinny hips. Now he was free to stroke his erection while enjoying the show above him. And what a show it was turning out to be he thought, as he watched Debra hook her thumbs inside her panties and slide them down over her hips. 

The tiny garment fell around her ankles. As Debra bent to pick it up she caught a flash of movement, and looked closer at the floorboards. She saw the hole.

Henry was so mesmerized by the sight of his sister's exposed cleft, poised just inches above him, that he almost didn't pull his head aside in time. But everything seemed okay now. He waited while Debra bent down and picked up the panties, and saw the wispy shadow as she dragged them over the hole.

Debra had a naturally suspicious mind, and she was pretty sure of what she'd seen. She recalled that Henry had left the cabin as soon as she and Miko had gone to change into their swimsuits. He literally ran out the door, saying he'd meet them down at the lake. She glanced out the cabin window. There was a good view of the lake and the swimming area from here, but Debra didn't see Henry anywhere. 

The little bastard! She and Miko would teach him a lesson he'd never forget. Debra quickly wriggled into her swimsuit and motioned to Miko.

Meanwhile, underneath the cabin, Henry was wondering if it was safe to look up through the hole again. The girls had stopped talking. At last he heard Miko's voice, and he decided to risk a peek. He couldn't believe his luck! There, right above him was Miko, leisurely stepping out of her own panties. He could see everything—right up her legs and into the soft dark fur of her pussy.

Henry's hand went back to work on his cock, and within seconds he was close to ejaculating. Above him, Miko seemed to be in no hurry. She stepped into her one-piece swimsuit and leaned down to pull the stretchy garment up her legs. Henry got one last shot of her exposed vagina, and then her plump white breasts appeared just above the peep-hole. That was all the poor boy could take. He blew a small load of sperm all over himself and let out a little moan.

"Now!" Miko shouted, and in that instant, Henry's whole world turned upside down. 

Startled by Miko's yell, he straightened up and banged his head on a floor support. Then someone grabbed hold of his ankles and he was dragged out from under the cabin, his trunks still hanging down, his bare bottom scraping along the ground.

"Owww!" He cried out, rocks scraping his buttocks as he was pulled completely out from under the cabin. Henry looked up to see his sister staring down at him with a fierce look on her face. She let go of his feet and stood back, hands on her hips. 

In the background, Henry heard a door slam. Moments later, Miko came around the corner. She hadn't finished putting on her one-piece swimsuit, and one of her breasts was hanging out of it. Henry was so distracted by the sight of her fat brown nipple that he failed to notice the Polaroid camera in her hand.

The sight of Debra's 18 year-old brother laying there in obscene disarray, flushing beet-red with embarrassment, caused Miko to break out laughing. Then she remembered the camera and swung it up to snap a picture. Henry was unable to cover himself in time. Then the flashbulb popped, blinding him. Debra and Miko were now laughing hysterically. 

Stunned and still exposed, Henry felt the last drops of sperm drip out onto his abdomen. He reached down and tried to pull up his trunks, but Debra put her foot down on his arm so hard that he screamed. Moving in quickly, Miko snapped a close-up photo of his dripping penis. Henry howled in pain.

"Shut up!" Debra shouted, "Our turn now little brother!" She grabbed poor Henry's trunks, pulled them off completely, and threw them aside. "You won't need these now."

Both Debra and Miko were flushed with excitement. Their nipples stuck out prominently beneath the thin bathing suits. They had literally caught poor Henry with his pants down, and now they could have some more illicit fun at his expense. If he complained to the parents now, Debra could accuse him of voyeurism. They even had the photos to prove it.

Miko saw Henry's furtive glance and realized her right nipple was still exposed. She pulled her swimsuit strap up and gave Henry a threatening look. "You bad boy!"

"Get up you little shit!" Debra ordered.

Henry got to his feet and stood there trembling. He tried to cover his penis with his hands but Debra twisted his arms around behind him and cruelly lifted up until he screamed. Henry was helpless, hurt and utterly humiliated. He began to cry. 

"Oh shut up," Debra said, "You are really pathetic. Let's get you inside and then figure out what we should do about this."

The girls led Henry back into the cabin and pushed him down to the floor in the middle of the front room.

"What were you doing under the cabin Henry?" Debra asked in an innocent tone.

"N-nothing." 

"Bullshit! You pervert! Come here!"

She dragged him by one arm into the bedroom and threw him to the floor so that his face was next to the peephole. He curled up in the fetal position to hide his nakedness and looked up at her with a terrified expression.

"Better than cartoons, eh Henry?" Debra said mockingly, pointing at the hole. "What did you see?"

She plucked her panties from the floor and held them out.

"Did you see me take these off?" she demanded, rubbing the musk-scented garment in his face.

Henry stuttered and nodded yes—She had seen him after all.

Her scent enveloped him and he felt a pull in his loins. Suddenly Debra pulled his jaws open and stuffed the panties completely into his mouth, forcing Henry to breathe through his nose. Miko was enjoying the show too. She picked up her own soiled panties, which she had worn since the day before, and handed them to Debra.

"Here. More stinky smell for the nasty boy."

"Perfect." Debra took Miko's panties and pushed them against Henry's face, covering his nose. "You saw Miko too didn't you? Did you like what you saw, Henry?" 

"Un-uhh." Henry couldn't answer; his mouth was stuffed with Debra's panties. The smell of Miko's sex against his nostrils, combined with the faint scent of her pee, nearly overwhelmed him.

Debra picked up her brassiere and wrapped it around Henry's head to hold the soiled underwear in place. It looked ridiculous, but was an effective gag.

"There," she exclaimed, "That should keep you quiet while we decide how to punish you."

"Shouldn't we spank him or something?" Miko asked.

"Good idea. Mom said I was supposed to keep him in line."

Debra lifted Henry up by his hair and dragged him over to where a sturdy chair sat against the wall. She sat down and threw him across her lap. Henry knew what was next and he started to struggle, but Miko came over and held his legs down. The beating was the worst he could remember. By the time it was done Henry's buttocks looked like raw hamburger. He wailed and moaned behind the makeshift gag.

"My turn?" Miko asked as soon as she saw that Debra was done. "He peeped at me too."

"Why not? That's only fair," Debra pushed Henry off her lap. "We can save it for later though. Let's tie him up for now and then go have a swim, okay?"

"Sure."

Debra led Henry out to the front room, while Miko dug some strapping tape out of the storage closet. They laid him face-down across the coffee table and secured his wrists and ankles by wrapping tape around them and winding the ends around the table legs. When they finished, Debra stood back laughed at her helpless, naked brother.

"Boy, Henrietta, you sure get yourself in some fixes."

"Yes," Miko chimed in. "And soon we fix you."

The girls left the cabin and headed down toward the lake. They swam in the cool water for awhile and discussed Henry's punishment. It was only Thursday afternoon, and the parents wouldn't return until Friday night. In the meantime, poor Henry would do anything they wanted. The new photos greatly enhanced Debra's blackmail collection. Now she could not only ruin Henry at school, but at home too. 

The girls came back from their swim to find Henry still trussed down on the coffee table. He was awake but lying very still and quiet. He also looked very angry.

"Hello, Henrietta," said Debra. "You didn't think we forgot about you, did you?" 

Miko sat on a big leather a hassock while Debra untied Henry. She dragged him over and shoved him down across Miko's knees so that his bare ass was exposed. 

Miko clamped her thighs around Henry's cock like a vise. "This is how we control little peepers," she said gleefully, "by their peepee!" She brought her hand down on his ass, hard.

Whack!

Henry's screams were muffled by the gag. The more he struggled, the harder Miko hit him. Eventually he stopped squirming. Miko kept up the punishment until Henry's ass was even redder than it was after Debra's beating.

"Okay." Miko smiled and ran her hand over Henry's bottom. "All done." She pushed henry off her lap. He landed on the floor with a thud, and lay still.

Debra walked over and stood above him. "Henry, we think you have a serious problem—what with being a peeping tom, and that other nasty thing we caught you doing. Now, we could just tell Mom and Dad and let them take care of you. Would you like that?"

"N-no."

"I didn't think so. Fortunately for you, Miko and I have thought of an alternative."

Henry's eyes got huge. He grasped his sore bottom and shook his head furiously.

"No, silly. We're not going to beat you again. We're going to help you. Here." She reached down and pulled Henry to his feet. "Follow me." Debra led him into the bedroom and then began pulling clothes out of drawers. "If you cooperate with us we can forget all this naughty business ever happened, okay?

Henry nodded. What other choice did he have?

"Good! Now the first thing we'll do is condition you away from your obsession. Since you liked watching us undress, we're going to let you see how it feels to be on the other end. Miko, remove his gag."

Miko untied the brassiere and pulled the panties away from Henry's nose and mouth. 

Debra picked out a lacy pair of red panties and held them out to Henry. "Here. Put these on."

Miko held the brassiere out. "And this, too."

Debra and Miko waited expectantly. They knew if Henry went for this without a fight, they could get him to do almost anything. Henry sighed, took the panties from his sister, and stepped into them. The girls could barely hide their joy as they watched him pull the panties up around his ass and tuck his cock under the waistband.

"Here, let me help you with that," said Debra leaning in to help Henry put on the bra.

Henry looked ridiculous in the flimsy bra and panties, but something was still missing. Debra grabbed a tube of lipstick from her dresser and applied the bright red color to his lips. Miko helped with a little blush on his cheeks. Next, they put a short skirt on him and stood back for another look.

"Very good!" Debra exclaimed. "Now sit over here on the bed and pretend you're a lady, just relaxing and waiting for her date."

Debra and Miko positioned him on the bed in a sexy pose with one leg propped up. Miko snapped another photo for the collection.

"Very good!" Debra applauded. "Now don't you feel like a girl? Wait—this will really help—lift your skirt up so we can see your panties under it."

"Ah, jeez, Debra—"

"Just do it!" Debra barked.

Obediently, Henry lifted the edge of the skirt. His erection was straining obscenely against the tiny triangle of red lace. How ridiculous he thought, looking down at himself. 

Flash!

Miko was holding the Polaroid again. Another photo slid out.

"Just some more 'insurance' for us Henry," Debra said, "to make sure you toe the line and obey our orders. If you don't, this picture and all the others will show up at school."

"You'll be the life of the party!" Miko laughed.

Henry knew he'd do whatever the girls wanted to avoid that. The look of defeat and resignation on his face told Debra that she had him exactly where she wanted him.

"Good girl!" Debra said triumphantly. "Now crawl over here and kiss my feet."

* * *

Thus began Henry's last night and day at the cabin—as a girl. Debra and Miko kept him either naked or dressed in girly clothes. That night they tied him up again and stroked his penis until he was ready to ejaculate, then left him to suffer while they ate dinner. Afterward they untied him and forced him to masturbate in front of them while he fingered his bottom with his other hand.

"You see, Debra," Miko exclaimed, as they watched Henry's cum shoot out all over the floor, "I told you he likes to have things in his bottom."

"You're right," said Debra. "Let's try something else."

Debra stuck a long, slender candle into a knothole on the floor, so that the blunt end pointed straight up. "Come over here, Henrietta. Take off your panties." 

Henry pulled his panties down and stepped out of them. He looked at the candle warily. It was bigger around than his cock, and quite a bit longer, and he knew exactly where it was going. Before he could react, Miko snuck up from behind, slid her arm around his waist, and gripped his testicles with her other hand. Henry grimaced in pain and ceased his struggles.

Miko forced her knee up between his legs while Debra smeared lotion into his crack. 

"There you go," Debra cooed as she probed his ass with her finger. "You're all lubed up. Now squat down on the candle, Henrietta."

"Yes," Miko said, "Show us how you fuck yourself." She dragged Henry over top of the candle and positioned his bottom that the candle was aimed squarely up at his greased hole.

Henry tried to resist, but with both Miko and Debra pushing down on him the pressure became too much. His legs shook and weakened. He felt the candle touch his puckered hole.

"No, please!"

"Shut up, or we'll just have to gag you again," said Debra.

Henry was out of options and out of strength. Miko and Debra slowly lowered him until the end of the candle slipped into his well-greased hole. 

"Ohhh..." Henry groaned as he felt the intrusion press up into his bowels.

"That's it," Debra said encouragingly. "Good girl. Now pump yourself up and down on it."

Henry squatted up and down while the girls held onto his hips and shoulders. Debra put her hand around his penis and began to pump it, timing her strokes with his squats. 

"Ohh ... Ooooo..." Henry's mouth was slack now; his eyes unfocused.

"That's it, baby," Debra purred, still stroking. "Cum for us."

"Ahhh..." A long string of cum arced out of Henry's cock and landed on the floor. He kept pumping up and down on the candle as more spurts shot out and splattered on his feet and thighs.

"Wow!" Debra smiled as she milked the last drops from Henry's deflating cock.

"You make a big mess Henry!" Miko lifted Henry up until the candle popped free from his bottom. "Now you clean it up." She forced him to kneel so that his face was just above the floor. "Lick it!"

When Henry hesitated, Debra smacked his sore bottom again, and then grabbed his hair, forcing his nose down to the floor. "Lick it up!"

After Henry cleaned the floor with his mouth and tongue, the girls dragged him into the bathroom and washed him from head to toe. Then Miko took him into the bedroom and dressed him in a pink, frilly baby doll negligee with matching panties. When she was done, she led Henry back out to the living room, where his sister had another surprise waiting.

"Hey! He looks just like a girl!" The speaker was a tall, muscular boy in his early twenties. Henry had seen him before; his family owned the big summer-house directly across the lake. Debra must have invited him over to just to tease Henry. 

"Sure he looks like a girl," Debra replied. "We made her that way! Lift your negligee, Henrietta, and show the Brent your panties."

He hesitated, then—seeing the threatening stare that both girls gave him—he slowly lifted the hem of the baby-doll.

"Now turn," Debra commanded. "And pull your panties down so Brent can see your pretty butt."

Henry turned so that his back was toward their guest. He pulled the waistband of his panties down below his bottom, and then quickly drew it back up. He felt his face flush.

Brent laughed and whistled. "Wow! Nice ass!" He leered at Henry. 

"It's pretty obvious you think so," Debra nodded at Brent's swimming trunks. His cock had grown to a hard, thick log that the skimpy trunks could barely contain.

"She can even do girl things too," Miko said.

"Like what?"

"Oh, anything." Debra waved her arm toward the bedroom. "Want to take her for a test-drive?"

Henry stared at his sister, barely believing what he'd heard. Blackmail was bad enough, but this was far worse than he ever imagined. Still, it seemed he had no choice. Besides, prancing around in the frilly baby-doll and panties had him feeling strangely compliant, and more than a little curious. What was it really like to be a girl?

"Damned right!" Brent grabbed Henry's arm and dragged him into the bedroom. He slammed the door shut and threw Henry roughly down on the bed. 

Now Henry began to get frightened. Brent was much bigger than he was, and twice as strong. Henry felt his panties being yanked off, and seconds later he was forced into a kneeling position with his bottom facing the end of the bed. A finger poked against his anus.




The Trouble with Henry Ch. 03



"Ouch!" Henry glanced over at Debra's nightstand and spotted the jar of lotion. He pointed to it. "Please..."

"Sure, okay. No problem." Brent unscrewed the jar lid and stuck his middle finger in it. Then he tried to fit his finger into Henry's bottom. The tip went in a fraction of an inch but stopped as soon as it hit the tight inner ring of muscle. "Hmm... Virgin, Huh?"

"Yea--Oww!" Henry yelled as Brent thrust his finger all the way inside of him.

"Relax, baby." Brent withdrew his finger, and slapped Henry's bare buttock. "That was nothing. This next one is going to hurt a lot worse."

Brent was right. He peeled his trunks off, moved up behind Henry, and entered him with one huge thrust, pushing Henry's head down into the pillow to muffle his cries. Once he'd buried himself completely, he grabbed Henry's slender hips and began pounding in and out of him without mercy. 

Long minutes later, Brent came, blasting hot jets of cum into Henry's violated ass until at last there was no more. His cock softened and he pulled out, leaving Henry feeling strangely empty, but incredibly sore. Henry collapsed down into the covers and cried into the pillow, which was already soaked with his tears. He didn't even hear the door open and close behind him as Brent slipped out.

It was hours later when Henry awoke. Daylight was seeping in around the closed curtains. He felt the bed move, and he rolled over to see his sister sitting next to him. Debra smiled and reached down to stroke his hair. Her hand traced lightly down his neck and shoulder, then under the covers and down his side. When she reached his bare thigh, Henry he felt his cock stir.

"Time for breakfast, sleepyhead." Debra stood and pulled the cover away. Henry's panties were long gone of course, and his negligee was hiked up above his hips. He rolled over on his stomach to hide his growing erection. 

Debra smiled, then turned and rummaged in a drawer. She handed Henry a short, cotton shift. "Put this on. You can wear it the rest of the day, at least until Mom and Dad get here tonight.

Henry started to ask if he could have some underpants, too, but then stopped himself. Debra was being unusually kind this morning, and he didn't want that to change. He stood up and allowed her to slide the dress over his head. Suddenly he felt something leaking out of his red and swollen bottom. He looked down and saw the watery remains of the boy's cum running down the inside of his thighs. 

Debra saw his expression and grinned knowingly. She pulled some Kleenex from a box on the dresser and handed it to him. As Henry squatted and wiped the cum from his crotch and inner thighs, Debra smiled and winked at him. "Feels kind of neat, huh? Welcome to the club, little sister."

(to be continued...) 



The Trouble with Henry Ch. 04



It was the last four-day break before his high school graduation, and Henry was looking forward to spending the Memorial Day weekend up at the lake cabin. His older sister Debra, and her college friend, Miko, would undoubtedly be there too, but Henry wasn't worried. This time their parents would be there to protect him. Of course they had no idea of the abuses Henry suffered under the girls' care during spring break, and they never would know. The photos Debra used to blackmail Henry were an ironclad guarantee that he'd keep his mouth shut. Nevertheless, Henry figured he'd be safe at least this time. What he hadn't counted on was a nasty little virus.

It wasn't a human borne virus, but a computer virus called "B-Bugger." An advanced variant of the "A-Bugger" Trojan-horse virus , it had slipped in through an email attachment and virtually wiped out the server at his family's small business. Henry's father would have to spend the entire holiday weekend restoring the server and rebuilding the database from woefully out-of-date backup files. To make matters worse, Henry's mother volunteered to stay and help him. As soon as Henry realized he'd be alone with his sister and Miko at the cabin again, he tried to back out.

"Why, Henry," his mother exclaimed, "I can't imagine why you wouldn't want to give up an entire weekend at the lake. You've been looking forward to it. Your summer job starts right after graduation, so this is your last chance for a break. You really should go."

His sister, Debra, walked into the room and stood behind their mother. "Yes, Henry. You really must go." She held up her hands and mimed taking a snapshot. Henry was the only one who saw it, and the meaning was all too clear: Come to the cabin, Henry, or those photos I have of you masturbating in my frilly underwear will be all over town. Probably on the internet, too.

Their mother turned and smiled at Debra. "You girls won't mind having him along with just the two of you, do you?"

"Oh, not at all Mother," Debra replied. "Henry is never much trouble." She smiled innocently. "And Miko just adores him."

"Well, then it's settled. Henry, you're going up to the lake with your sister and Miko. I won't have you moping around here while your father and I are trying to work. You'll just be in the way. Now go pack your things."

Henry strode off to his room, fuming. Debra had played the blackmail card again and there was nothing he could do about it. The only question now was how far the girls would go this time. He wouldn't have to wait long to find out.

The next morning Debra and Miko loaded the car while Henry sulked in his room His prayers for bad weather had gone unanswered. He was under no illusions about what was in store for him up at the lake. It would be a very long weekend. 

"Henry!" Debra, hollered from downstairs. "Let's go!"

Henry sighed and picked up his small overnight bag. He trudged downstairs, hugged his mother goodbye, and went outside. Debra was already in the driver's seat of the Volvo. Miko held the rear door open and gestured for Henry to get in. To his surprise Miko got in back too, instead of riding up front with Debra. He felt like he'd just been arrested, and Miko was the cop.

Debra turned at the light, and instead of getting on the freeway, she headed across town. Henry looked around curiously, wondering what she had up her sleeve now.

"Uh, Debra?" he asked, "Why are we going this way?"

"Why, to pick up Becky, silly. Didn't I tell you she was coming along?"

In fact, Debra hadn't, and Henry had no doubt she'd also 'forgotten' to mention it to their parents. Henry shuddered. Becky had been in Debra's senior class at high school, but instead of going on to college, she had run into a little trouble with the law. Henry didn't know all the details, but he knew that Becky was what people commonly referred to as a 'bad seed.' Now she was going to join a party in which Henry would undoubtedly be the main attraction.

At that point Henry actually considered jumping from the car and making his escape, but Miko was obviously reading his thoughts. Whenever the car stopped or slowed she tightened her grip on Henry's arm. At one point she pulled his hand down into her lap and shoved it up under her short skirt. 

Henry gasped as his fingers touched the damp crotch of her thin cotton panties. He could feel the heat of her sex, and he instantly felt his own cock begin to stir.

Miko looked defiantly into his eyes and kept his hand pressed between her thighs. At last she pulled it free and then rubbed it under Henry's nose so that he could smell her arousal. Then, to Henry's embarrassment, she placed her hand in his lap and gave his erect cock a squeeze.

They pulled into the driveway of a small suburban house and Debra killed the engine. As they got out, the front door opened and Becky came out carrying a large backpack. She was a big girl, a bit on the plump side but not overly so, and she had the muscle tone of a weight-lifter. Debra grabbed her backpack and loaded it into the trunk while Becky exchanged greetings with Miko and then Henry.

"Why Henry!" Becky squealed, "I haven't seen you since you were a little boy! Oh, but look, you're still just a boy. How old are you now?"

"Eighteen," Henry replied sullenly.

"Well you don't look a day over fifteen!"

Henry cringed as Becky pulled him in against her oversized breasts and gave him a crushing hug. Becky's friendly greeting did not dispel Henry's fears. He knew that she could be even crueler than his sister or Miko, and now, alone for the weekend with all three girls, he smelled trouble brewing. 

Becky climbed into the front seat with Debra and Miko got in the back beside Henry again. As they pulled out of the driveway, Miko began cuddling him like a stuffed toy, and Henry gave up all thoughts of escape. He suffered Miko's affections in silence, knowing they were nothing compared to whatever else the girls had in store for him. 

Miko, sensing Henry's surrender, slid her hand over and unbuttoned his shirt. She fondled his breasts and tweaked his nipples until they were hard. Her other hand dropped down and deftly unzipped his trousers. Henry expected her to reach in and grab his cock next, but Miko had other ideas. She started pulling his pants down.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Henry protested.

"We have to dress you for the trip, Henry." Miko laughed. "Now lift your bottom so I can get rid of these awful boy clothes."

"No, please! You aren't going to make me wear girly stuff again, are you?"

"Of course we are, silly!" Miko laughed. "And if you don't play along, then we'll just have to spank you." 

Debra looked up in the rearview mirror and glared at Henry, "And don't forget the photos, little brother."

Shit. It always came down to that; Debra's growing collection of very explicit photos showing Henry wearing her lingerie, masturbating, even humping himself with a candle. He'd be ruined if Debra ever let those pictures out on the street. Henry stopped struggling and allowed Miko to remove his trousers. His shirt came off next, and he was left shivering in nothing but his briefs. Becky handed Miko a sack across the back of the seat. Miko took a small training bra out and held it up to Henry's chest.

"Oh, this will be so cute on you!" Miko exclaimed.

Miko pinched Henry's nipple again, then leaned over and sucked on the other one. After a moment she straightened up and admired the results. Henry's nipples stuck out in little hard, pink points. The other two girls turned to look and laughed out loud. Henry turned beet red, but held his tongue.

Miko fastened the brassiere around Henry's small chest and then reached in the bag again. This time she pulled out a make-up kit. Henry groaned as he saw her flip it open.

She leaned over against the door, spread her legs out and pulled Henry's backside up against her. By wrapping her arms around him and placing her cheek against his, she was able to use her battery-lit compact mirror to illuminate his face and put on his make-up. Henry suffered this indignity in silence, concentrating instead on the feel of her warm crotch grinding against the base of his spine.

He had seen her pussy earlier that spring, when she'd peed on him in the bathtub, and afterward she had forced him to suckle on her little pink clit. The memory of that day caused his penis to stir, and a drop of precum seeped out to stain the front of his briefs.

Miko finished his makeup and pulled a little dress out of the bag. She held it up and Henry obediently raised his arms so she could put it on him. Her hands were all over him as she fussed and arranged the garment into place. 

Eventually they reached narrow road leading up to the lake, and a few minutes later turned in and parked by the cabin. Debra built a fire in the large stone fireplace while the others quickly unpacked the car. Henry's awkward attempts to move around in the tight little dress drew gales of laughter from the girls. 

"Now isn't this cozy," Debra said, closing the door as Beck brought the last of their luggage inside. "You all want to get comfortable while I get us something to drink?"

Henry started to sit down in the overstuffed armchair but was stopped by his sister's hand on his shirt collar.

"Not so fast, sissy," Debra steered him toward the couch.

Henry found himself seated tightly between Miko and Becky. Miko put her hand on his knee and Becky laid her arm around his shoulder. It was almost like they were all just school chums ... Almost.

Debra brought in some cold beers and passed them out. She even handed one to Henry. Surprised, he eagerly gulped it down, almost choking on it.

"Take it easy young lady," Debra laughed, "You don't have to drink it all at once."

Henry had gotten used to Debra talking to him as if he were a girl. He suspected that it was just her way of making him feel small and weak. At any rate he was so slightly built that she could easily beat the crap out of him, so there wasn't any use in arguing. Besides, there was still the issue of the photos. Henry would remain under her power until Debra decided otherwise and that was that. 

The girls talked about school and the boys they knew, while Henry sat drinking his beer, relieved that for the moment at least he been forgotten. He was well into his second bottle and getting a bit light-headed when he felt Miko's hand creep up his thigh and slip under the edge of his dress. Henry felt himself growing erect as she began playing with the small bulge in his briefs.

"Whacha' got there Miko?" Debra asked.

"Little sissy penis," Miko laughed. She ran her hand lower and grabbed Henry's testicles, squeezing them until he yelped. "And baby balls."

"How fun! Why don't you show us?"

"Here, let me help," said Becky.

She and Miko got up and pulled Henry to his feet. They led him into the middle of the room. He stood there, wobbling from the effects of the alcohol while Debra gripped his arm firmly. His head was buzzing and he was only vaguely aware of Miko's fingers unbuttoning his dress. Moments later the dress lay in a heap around his ankles.

"Well, will you look at that," Becky gasped in mock surprise. She pointed at the bulge of Henry's erection pressing out against his cotton briefs. "The little sissy does have something in there!"

Miko unfastened Henry's training bra, removed it, and playfully twisted his nipples. Meanwhile, Becky slid her hand under his waistband and squeezed one of his butt-cheeks. Debra got up and stood in front of Henry, surveying him as if he were a piece of meat.

"Okay Henry, here's how this works. We tell you what to do and you do it. You can imagine what will happen if you don't; trust me, it won't be fun. We have some great photos your friends would love to see. And tonight we'll add a few more to our little 'family album.'"

Henry squirmed nervously as he thought about the pictures of him masturbating and wearing girl's underwear. The fact that he had been trapped and forced into some of the poses would not matter to his school chums. He'd be branded forever as a sissy or queer and his friends would quickly become his tormentors. His sister allowed him to consider this for a moment before continuing.

"Now Henry, we all know what a little sissy-girl you are, so let's start by getting rid of those nasty little boy underpants."

He hesitated ... Debra moved in close and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"You're trembling Henry. Are you afraid?"

Henry nodded.

"You look like you're ready to pee your pants."

Debra looked over at Becky and Miko, and they reached some sort of silent agreement. She turned back to Henry and looked at him evenly, hands on her hips.

"Okay Henry. You can leave them on. In fact you can just stand right there and pee in them while we watch. Go ahead – we've got all night."

Henry was shocked. He knew they were serious. Fifteen minutes passed while he tried to keep from peeing. It was hard now to think of anything else. He was really feeling those two beers he drank. 

Debra went into the kitchen and returned with a large bowl. She held it out in front of Henry.

"Put your hands in here," Debra ordered.

Henry placed his hands in the warm water. His overstretched bladder responded almost instantly. A damp spot appeared on the front of his briefs, then rapidly widened until the entire front of the garment was soaked. Small rivulets of pee began running down his legs. 

Debra laid the bowl on the floor and forced Henry to squat down over it. There was no stopping it now. The girls all laughed and pointed as pee gushed out of his soaked briefs and splashed into the bowl. There was a flash, and Henry looked up to see Debra holding a camera. 

As the last dribbles of pee fell into the bowl, Becky grabbed Henry's, twisted it painfully, and used it to pull him upright.

"That's disgusting Henry! Take them off now, you little shit!"

Henry pulled his wet underpants down to his ankles and stood there completely naked and humiliated. His pale thighs glistened with moisture and a drop of pee hung from his half erect penis. Debra and Miko sat down on the couch, sipped their beers, and smiled at Henry's discomfort. Becky was in charge now and she intended to make a show of it.

"Now take them into the bathroom and put them in the tub." Becky pointed down the hallway. 

Henry bent and started to pick up his wet underpants. Whack! He was almost knocked over by a hard slap on his bare ass.

"Not that way!" Becky shouted. "Like a dog!"

Henry hesitated while he tried to understand she meant. Whack! She hit his ass again, shoving his head down with her other hand until he was on his hands and knees.

"That's it," she said, "Now pick it up with your teeth."

Henry leaned down, his tears splattering onto the soiled briefs. With the acrid smell of his urine filling his nostrils he opened his mouth and gripped a corner of the material in his teeth. As he started to get up Becky placed a vicious kick in the crack of his ass, sending him sprawling face-forward onto the carpet. He cried out in pain but managed to keep from losing his grip on the underpants.

"Don't get up!" she shouted, "Crawl into the bathroom with your nasty wet panties and drop them in the bathtub. Then come back here."

Another flashbulb popped in his face as Henry crawled off with the wet underpants gripped in his teeth. After he had deposited his underpants in the tub he crawled back up the hallway towards the sounds girlish laughter. 

"Get up!" Becky commanded.

Henry stood and covered his penis with his hands. Becky went into another room and emerged moments later emerged with what appeared to be lingerie. She also held a few other items that Henry recognized as Debra's "toys." 

Becky dropped the pile on the couch between Debra and Miko and they all began pawing through the items. Debra held up a tiny g-string for him to see.

"Look Henry! Your favorite color—red! Now aren't these more fun than your stupid old underpants?"

"We'll have him model everything," Becky said, clearly relishing her new role as master of ceremonies, "But first we need to clean him up. For some strange reason he smells like piss."

The girls all laughed, then got up and dragged the hapless Henry down the hall and into the bathroom. They threw him unceremoniously into the tub. Miko whispered something to the other two girls and there was a chorus of giggles. She reached up under her skirt and pulled down her panties, and then hung them on the towel rack. Henry had watched Miko do that once before, so he had a pretty good idea what she might do next. He was right.

Miko climbed into the tub and squatted over Henry. He stole a quick glimpse of her soft dark vagina then squeezed his eyes shut. Seconds later Miko flooded his face with a torrent of hot pee. It soaked his hair, ran down his neck and onto his scrawny chest, and pooled beneath him, warming the cold porcelain tub. She forced out a few final dribbles and then sat down on the edge of the tub facing him. 

"Okay," Miko said. "Lick."

Henry opened his eyes and that Miko was holding her dripping foot in front of his face.

"Lick it clean, girlie."

Henry wrinkled his nose at the smell of her pee and forced himself to lick the pee from her foot. She made him clean the other one then got up and pulled her panties back on. Meanwhile Becky had pulled her pants down turned so her wide bottom faced Henry. With the other girls supporting her arms, she hung her bottom way out over the edge of the tub and peed all over Henry. Obviously she had been drinking before they arrived and it took awhile for her to unload the considerable amount of fluid she had saved for poor Henry.

Finally it was Debra's turn and she made the most of it. By positioning her bare bottom over the tub and leaning forward a little she was able to splatter piss over every part of Henry's bare body. She even stopped at one point and shifted up to make certain his head was soaked thoroughly. In spite of himself, Henry couldn't help peeking up at the exposed vaginas during the whole ordeal. His eyes were stinging mightily by the time it was over.

They turned the shower on him and rinsed the pee away, then made him wash out his underpants and hang them up. He was made to stand still with his legs spread apart while the girls scrubbed and probed every part of his body. Finally they rinsed him off and Henry thought the worst was over.

"Lay down here on the bath-mat Henry," he heard his sister say from behind him as her hands guided him onto the floor. "Lay on your side and pull your legs up, like this. That's it. Now don't struggle, we're just going to clean up the rest of you."

Henry looked up to see Becky holding a large red rubber bag with a hose attached. Debra held the other end of the hose which had some type of nozzle attached to it. He saw Miko kneeling down near his legs, then felt her long fingers prying his buttocks apart. Debra placed the cold greasy tip of the nozzle against his puckered hole and pushed. He yelped in pain.

"Relax Henry," Debra said, "or it will hurt more. Just breathe in gently."

Henry drew a breath and tried to relax. Debra suddenly jammed the nozzle inward, burying it all the way to the hilt in his bottom. She released the valve, and Henry felt a warm liquid fullness invade his bowels. 

"That's it little brother. Let's get you all filled up, then flushed out."

The bag seemed to take forever to empty. Soon Henry was feeling cramps and he groaned in protest. Debra reached over and rubbed his stomach with her free hand. He was moaning and sobbing when finally they stopped and pulled out the nozzle. The girls helped him up and placed him on the toilet. He did not need their prompting to know what was next. With a loud splash he emptied his bowels, gasping in relief as the pressure was released. Then he heard the water running and looked up to see the bag being refilled.




The Trouble with Henry Ch. 04



"Now for a rinse!" Debra said cheerfully as Henry began sobbing again.

This time they laid him down in the tub on his back. His legs were spread apart and pushed up toward his head until his anus was exposed. Debra plunged the nozzle in and once again he felt his bowels filling up. He also noticed that it was causing him to have an erection. The girls saw this too and laughed. Miko reached down and stroked his penis while the bag slowly emptied. 

When the bag was finally empty they didn't lower his legs as he expected, but held him splayed out in the bathtub while Miko continued manipulating his penis. He cried out as he felt himself about to ejaculate. Just then Debra pulled the nozzle out of him and began rubbing his abdomen.

"Okay Henry," she said, "Let it fly. Come on baby girl!"

Despite his embarrassment Henry climaxed, shooting his sperm out over Miko's and his sister's hands. At the same time he succumbed to the pressure inside his bowels. A huge column of water shot out of his distended anus, hitting the end of the tub and splashing backward, soaking his thighs and sloshing around his bottom. The girls laughed and cheered, pressing on his stomach and stroking his penis to encourage him to empty everything out into the tub.

Henry lay in the tub exhausted by his ordeal and feeling totally humiliated. Then Miko and Debra forced him to lick his sperm off of their hands before finally turning the shower on him. He struggled for breath as firm hands pulled him to his feet and began scrubbing him down again. At last the water stopped and he was dragged from the tub. The girls rubbed him briskly with towels and then led him back out to the living room, where he was told to stand.

"There," Becky said from her perch in the large chair. "She's clean, purged, milked and ready to become our own little slave-girl. Now let's get started, shall we?"

"Yes, do it," Miko chimed in eagerly.

"Yes," Debra agreed, "Let's put her collar on first."

Becky grabbed a leather collar from the pile of items on the couched and unbuckled it. She wrapped it around Henry's throat and fastened it, then took the chain leash Debra handed her and clipped it onto the collar. Henry stood dumbly, feeling like someone's pet.

Debra grabbed something from the couch and walked over in front of Henry. She paused, looking down at where he was trying to cover himself with his hands, then angrily reached out and slapped them away, leaving Henry now fully exposed. Debra held the G-string out in front of him again and slowly lowered it toward the floor, nodding for him to step into it. Henry obediently placed one foot and then the other inside the thin elastic band. 

Moving with slow deliberation, Debra pulled the G-string up Henry's legs and around his narrow hips. She moved around behind him and pulled sharply in back, burying the thong deeply between Henry's pale buttocks. He jerked in surprise then felt his sister's breath in his ear as she wrapped her arms around him from behind, pulling her lithe body against his in a close embrace.

"Don't worry little sissy boy," she purred softly, "We'll treat you gently."

Debra's traced her fingers teasingly along the edges of the small g-string pouch, touching his loins as she tugged the material up into place. Then she reached over and grabbed the next item Miko held up for her. It was a small red brassiere, red like the G-string. Henry let out a small groan when he saw her hold it up for him. 

"Smack!" Debra slapped his face so hard that he fell backward until she caught his leash and pulled him upright again. He was choking and sobbing as she put her face close to his and hissed her next command.

"Shut up!" she hissed at him. 

She dropped the leash and held up the brassiere again. This time Henry remained silent except for his sniffling.

"Now put your arms out toward me."

Henry did as he was told, and Debra pulled the brassiere up against his pale chest and fastened it at the back. She adjusted the straps so that it fit him snugly, though the cups remained conspicuously empty. After one final grope of his tightly encased testicles, she pulled back to appraise Henry's new "outfit." 

"Very nice, Henry!" Miko applauded while Becky snapped another photo of him.

"Come over here you little pussy," Becky commanded.

Henry shuffled over in front of the chair where Becky sat. She gestured for him to sit on her lap, then smiled as Henry lowered himself down onto her thighs. Immediately she reached her hand down into Henry's crotch and grabbed his testicles, digging her sharp fingernails into his flesh until tears flooded his eyes. Seeing that she had created the desired effect, she loosened her grip and pulled Henry's face down so that she could cover his mouth with her own. Before he could react she had buried her tongue deep in his throat.

Meanwhile Debra and Miko examined some of the "toys" Becky had brought out. Fortunately Henry was too occupied to see these devices or he might have tried to escape. The sight of a Henry running and shrieking down the road clad only in a G-string would have caused problems with the neighbors. The girls whispered to each other and hid a few select items behind a cushion.

Becky finally satisfied herself enough to withdraw her tongue, allowing Henry to draw a few gasping breaths. Annoyed, she shoved him roughly onto the floor and kicked him, then grabbed her beer and took a long pull. Henry lay curled up in the fetal position, waiting for more blows to fall, when Becky's bare foot appeared in front of his face.

"Lick it you pussy slut!"

He licked her foot, running his tongue all over the top and down into the tight spaces between her toes. She turned it and kept him licking until she was satisfied that he had covered every square inch. As Henry was finishing he heard the girls whispering. He looked up and saw them draw straws from Debra's outstretched hand. Miko got the longest one. With a squeal of delight, she headed off down the hallway. 

"Now the other foot, sissy!" Becky commanded sharply.

Henry saw that Becky had changed position and now wanted him to lick her other foot, presumably just as thoroughly as the first. After several minutes she pulled her foot away and stood up.

"Follow me sissy!" Becky ordered, tugging on his leash. "Crawl!

Henry crawled after Becky as she walked down the hallway. Debra picked up the camera an squeezed of another picture of Henry, being careful to wait until Becky was around the corner so that she would not be in the frame. Becky stopped at a door and knocked. Miko answered softly from within.

"Come in."

Becky opened the door and led Henry in. In the soft light of the table lamp Henry saw that Miko was laying on the large bed, a sheet covering her. Becky handed her the end of Henry's leash.

"Thank you Becky," she said.

"Enjoy," Becky replied. She stepped back out into the hallway and closed the door.

Henry stood there for a moment until he felt Miko tug on the leash.

"Get in," she ordered, holding the sheet up. She was completely naked beneath it.

Henry crawled in next to her, luxuriating in the soft warmth of her skin next to his. Suddenly Miko reached up and pushed his head down under the covers, forcing it between her wide-spread legs. Then she drew her thighs up and shoved Henry's face into the hot dark place between them. 

The strong musky scent of Miko's sex filled Henry's nostrils, overwhelming his senses. He opened his mouth and allowed Miko to guide it onto her pussy. Henry needed no more coaching from then on; he put his tongue to work in all the ways that Debra and Miko had taught him., and soon Miko was writhing and moaning in ecstasy. 

Miko dug her fingers into Henry's scalp and pulled ever more tightly. Approaching climax, she clamped her thighs around his captive head and cried out as her hot juices flooded over Henry's face. Miko kept him there, nearly suffocating the poor boy, as her body shook through the throes of a crashing climax. At last her waves of pleasure slowly subsided, and she pushed Henry away from her dripping vagina. She sat up, shoved him roughly out of the bed, and pointed to the door.

"Go."

Henry opened the door and started to walk out. Suddenly he remembered himself and got down on his hands and knees. He crawled up the hallway toward the sound of Debra and Becky's laughter. They were drinking and going through the lingerie and other odd items on the couch. They both looked up with amused smiles as Henry crawled into the room.

"Ah, so are you all done with Miko?" Becky asked.

Henry nodded.

"Good," she replied with a broad smile, "Now it's my turn."

"Go ahead, get ready first," said Debra. "I'll send the little slut in to you as soon as I get him properly dressed."

Becky gathered some things from the pile on the couch, then got up and left the room. When Henry saw the straps hanging from her arms and a glint of dark plastic he got a bad premonition.

Debra grabbed Henry's leash and pulled him over in front of the couch. She reached into the pile of lingerie and held up a frilly little babydoll top that matched the red G-string and bra Henry was wearing.

"Oh this looks just about right for you!" She motioned for him to raise his arms, and then slid the filmy garment down over his scrawny torso. She adjusted the straps and surveyed him with cruel smirk. Next she picked up a tube of lipstick and smeared it on Henry's lips.

"Perfect. Now you look like a real slut."

Debra took another photo of her "sissified" little brother, then grabbed the leash, then led him down the hallway, past the bedroom Henry had just left. She knocked on a door at the end of the hall and Becky opened it. 

"Oh isn't she sweet!" Becky exclaimed. "Is this my date?"

"To have and to hold," Debra laughed, and handed her the leash.

Becky took it and pulled him inside, closing the door behind her. Henry saw that this room was smaller than the previous one, and decorated like his sister's. This must be Becky's room, he thought. A small bed with brass-rails glinted in the dim light of a single table-lamp.

Suddenly Becky spun him around and wrapped him up within her strong arms. She pulled his head back and kissed him violently, shoving her tongue down his throat. Her other hand moved over his body, exploring below and under the strange garments. When she reached his buttocks she dug her fingers into his flesh. His screams were muffled by Becky's tongue, still thrust wickedly down his throat.

Finally she pushed him back, grasping the nightgown and pulling it up and off of him as he fell away, stumbling backward onto the thick oval rug at the foot of the bed. He started to get up but she put her foot against his face and shoved so hard that his head thumped the floor. He lay there momentarily dazed, wondering what she intended to do with him—or to him.

"Roll over!" Becky shouted, giving Henry a vicious kick on the hip and prompting him to quickly turn facedown on the floor.

She planted her knee in the middle of his back and pulled his arms up cruelly up behind him, then wrapped his wrists tightly together with tape. After placing another wide piece of tape over his mouth, Becky grabbed his hair and pulled him upright. While he stood there dazed, she quickly grabbed his G-string and pulled it down and off, kicking it aside. 

Next Becky used her overwhelming strength to throw Henry across the footboard, pushing him down so that he was bent over it, his face buried in the mattress. The cold brass rail pressed into his abdomen adding to his terror as she secured him into this new exposed and vulnerable position. She drew the end of Henry's long leash up and tied it to the center railing of the headboard, effectively holding him in place.

The footboard railing was just high enough so that Henry's feet still touched the floor. Becky forced his legs apart one at a time, taping each knee to a rail to hold it in place. She finished and stood back to examine her captive prize. Henry lay bent over, gagged, tied, and buttocks exposed, just the way she wanted him. She slowly began unbuttoning her blouse—this was going to be hot work.

Henry was terrified. He couldn't move, couldn't scream, and now he had no idea what this cruel girl was going to do to him. He heard a click followed by a slapping sound as she unbuckled her belt and pulled it from her pants. A moment later, Henry felt the first stinging slap of leather against his flesh. 

He struggled and moaned, but to no avail. Becky had him thoroughly secured and muffled. The blows continued to rain down on his reddening flesh. Henry's ass felt like it was on fire. Finally she stopped and Henry saw her walk over to the nightstand. She grabbed a jar of something and a moment later he felt the cool relief of her cream covered fingers on his abused flesh. Curiously she covered more than just the injured areas, pausing to drive some of the lotion into Henry's anus with a quick plunge of her finger.

The next sounds Henry became aware of was a zipper and then the soft sound of Becky's denim pants sliding down to hit the floor. Presently he heard the snap of elastic, but fortunately was unable to see Becky or he might have fainted from fright. She had stripped her panties off and strapped on a dildo—the snapping sound was her adjusting the straps. The long and curving shaft bounced menacingly in front of her now, swinging towards its target as Becky moved up behind Henry's unwary exposed ass.

He felt something hard press between his butt-cheeks and memories of the cabin came flooding back. Was she going to use a candle on him again, Henry wondered. This object felt different though, smoother and cooler. Henry's silent questions were answered a moment later as Becky grabbed his hips and drove herself into him with a powerful shove, forcing the air from his lungs. The pain was awful. Henry clenched his teeth down on a portion of the bedspread and tears flooded from his eyes.

Becky rammed the dildo into his tight little hole in long slow strokes, gradually increasing the tempo as her excitement increased. At the bottom of each stroke she willed the hard knot of the dildo's base in against her own engorged organ. Henry lay dazed and helpless, intensely aware of the long sliding intrusion, the wet slap of her thighs on his buttocks, followed by the delicious voiding sensation of her withdrawal.

The cycle seemed endless for Henry, the brutality increasing as Becky pumped harder and harder into his tortured bottom. Nearing orgasm, she let go of his hips and grasped the brass rail. This enable her to bury herself more completely into Henry and crush him against the rail. Finally, spent and sated, she fell forward across Henry's backside. Henry lay there in agony, aware only of the deep intrusion in his bowels and the heave of Becky's sweat-slick breasts against his flesh as she fought to regain her breath.

There was a knock on the door. Miko and Debra entered, both wearing short nightgowns. They gasped when they Henry, bent over and strapped to the foot-board of the bed, with Becky sprawled on top of him. Becky pulled away, and her long dildo freed itself from Henry's tortured ass with a wet "plop."

"My god, Becky!" Debra exclaimed, "What the hell did you do to him?"

Becky just smiled with a look of satisfaction and accomplishment, then turned and began unfastening her harness. Miko moved to the end of the bed and began untying Henry's legs. Debra bent and examined his red and bruised bottom. They lifted him off the foot-board and tried to help him stand but he was too weak, so they carried him over to the side of the bed and laid him down on it.

"Poor Henry," Miko said, running her hand over Henry's face.

"Oh I don't know," Debra replied, glancing down at Henry's his erect penis. "It looks like he enjoyed it." She stroked his cock for a moment, then walked over to where Becky and held out her hand.

"Give it to me."

Becky finished pulling on her panties, then picked up the strap-on dildo and handed it to Debra. Debra took it and walked out of the room. There was a sound of running water and a minute later she came back in carrying the freshly washed strap-on. She leaned over Henry and held the straps out to see if they'd fit over his head.

"Yes, this will work I think," she said, reaching down to pull the tape from Henry's mouth. 

Before Henry could let out a sound Debra shoved the base end of the dildo into his mouth. Henry was so shocked it took him a moment to realize that Debra had only washed the end of the device that had been inside of his bottom. The part that had been inside of Becky was still bathed in her juices. His mouth and nose were filled with the strong taste of Becky's vagina. He heard laughter and felt his head lifted upward as Miko helped Debra fasten the straps. Soon Henry's his face was confined within the harness, and the long dildo stuck out from his mouth like a grotesque tongue. It wasn't hard to guess what Debra had in mind next.

Debra laughed along with the other girls, then turned and said simply, "My turn." 

Picking up her meaning, Miko and Becky left the room. The ominous slam of the door told Henry the next act had begun in this night's bizarre play. Although his arms were still restrained behind him, he was able to move his head to the side and see Debra removing her panties. Then she climbed up on the mattress and straddled his head, covering the area with her short nightie.

Henry looked up into the silken tent arrayed over him and saw his sister's charms descending toward him. The twin trunks of her creamy thighs rose on each side of his head, coming together in the dark wet fur of her vagina. Far above, her ample breasts stuck out proudly over her smooth taut abdomen, bouncing slightly as she adjusted herself over him. Her hand came under the tent and grasped the end of the dildo, aiming it upward. Henry felt the hard base of it move in his mouth.

Debra lowered her widening cunt slowly, her hot scent enveloping Henry and mixing with the remaining taste of Becky. Henry felt the downward pressure in his mouth and quickly clenched his teeth in order to prevent her from driving the dildo down his throat. Debra pressed down hard until her labia unfolded around the hard shaft and its head disappeared inside of her. She moaned softly and the pressure eased slightly as her cunt slid smoothly down the rest of its length. 

Henry was awestruck by this extraordinary view of his sister's wet, pink vagina plunging down on his face. A wet hot darkness enveloped him as Debra buried the entire shaft in herself, stopping only when her cunt pressed down tightly around his mouth. He struggled to breathe the thickly scented air through his nostrils, but Debra pressed the swollen nubbin of her clitoris down on his nose, rocked her hips, and rubbed herself against it. Now Henry could no longer breathe at all. He kicked his legs violently as he felt himself beginning to black out...

Debra finally realized that something was wrong. She lifted herself slightly up, and the ensuing wet snort of Henry's hot breath against her thighs told her what had happened. She raised her hips a bit higher, giving a brief moment to recover, but then -- unable to contain herself any longer -- she impaled her dripping cunt on the shaft again, ramming her clit once more against Henry's nose.

Fortunately Henry had managed to draw a huge breath this time, and so was better able to withstand Debra's lingering assault on his face. When he could no longer hold it, he kicked his legs out again. Once again Debra rose up so that he could draw another breath. This cycle continued for a long time until Henry felt her thigh muscles twitch and tighten around his face. Debra had at last reached the threshold of an orgasm. 




The Trouble with Henry Ch. 04



She drew herself far up the shaft, as if the water were sucked down just before a tidal wave struck. Something told Henry he should draw as large a breath as he could. Just as he finished filling his lungs Debra's hot cunt flew down the shaft until the slick wet folds of flesh slapped against his face. Henry heard her cries of ecstasy—muted through the pressure of her thighs locked around his head. Her swollen clit rubbed back and forth on his nose violently. His desperate struggling excited her further and, though futile, at least hastened the end. 

Debra suddenly got up and swung her legs around so that she was facing Henry's feet. She impaled herself once more, driving her bottom down until Henry's nose was buried in her ass. She slumped and with an exhausted sigh lay forward, resting her weigh on Henry's body. The dildo slid halfway out of her cunt with a wet slurping sound, leaving Henry with an unobstructed view of the gaping orifice that had nearly smothered him. Red smears of his own lipstick were spread around on the pale flesh surrounding it. Just above, Debra's brown puckered anus now stared squarely at him, winking slightly as the last spasms of release ran through her body. Despite his own exhaustion, Henry felt his penis grow hard and rise up off his stomach.

Debra, whose face now lay on Henry's abdomen, could not help but notice this new activity. She slid forward and took his shaft into her mouth, tasting the small drop of pre-come. When his penis twitched violently in response Debra began sliding her mouth up and down the length of it. Within moments her skilled tongue and lips caused Henry's small hot load of come to explode into her waiting mouth.

Debra straightened up, squashing her small wet anus down onto Henry's nose once more before lifting herself off the dildo. As it slid free, Henry saw a chance to get a small measure of revenge for the abuse the girls had given him. He aimed the dildo for the small brown ring of his sister's asshole and, without pausing to think about the possible consequences, rammed his face forward. The dildo -- slick with Debra's fresh cunt juices – plunged deep into her ass.

"Aiieee!" Debra screamed. She started to pull herself free, but then changed her mind as the sensation turned from pain to pleasure. She slowly pushed herself down on the dildo.

Henry watched in awe as his sister's stretched anus slid down the shaft, heading toward his mouth. This wasn't what he'd bargained for. A moment later her splayed open sphincter met his equally splayed open lips. She pumped herself up and down a few times, and then, with the tip of the dildo still in her ass, spun herself around so that her slick wet vagina once again met Henry's nose. Poor Henry was worse off than before! She fucked his face for a long time, allowing him just enough air to stay conscious. When she came again, it was even more intense. Her hot juices flooded Henry's face, seeping into his nostrils and around the base of the dildo into his mouth.

She got off the bed and gently unfastened the harness from Henry's head, then leaned over to kiss him, stroking his forehead. As he opened his mouth to hers he felt completely at peace. All the humiliation and abuse he had suffered didn't seem to matter, as long as his sister could treat him like this now and then.

Debra rose and opened the door. Henry's heart sank to a new low as he heard her call out, "Hey girls! My face-fucking brother has a new trick! Who's next?"

A moment later the door opened and Miko came in followed by Becky. Becky had also changed into a negligee, and her large breasts pressing out against the sheer blue material drew Henry's attention first. When he finally tore his eyes away from her erect nipples he noticed she held what looked like small tennis racket. The strings shone like wire.

"Is that the bug zapper?" Debra asked.

"Yep," Becky replied, "and I just put a fresh battery in it."

Becky held the device up and pushed a pair of buttons on the handle. A tiny red light in the handle lit up ominously. She walked over to where a small moth fluttered around the ceiling light and swung the "zapper" at it. There was a small "Crack!" and a brilliant spark, and the incinerated remains of the moth drifted to the floor. Becky then turned to face Henry.

"Get up!" she commanded.

Henry had trouble getting up, as his wrists were still taped together behind him. Debra reached down and grabbed the leash and jerked him upright. He stood shaking and frightened.

"Run!" Becky shouted.

Debra slapped his bottom with her bare hand, prompting Henry to turn and run for the door. Becky swung the device at him as he ran past.

"Pop!" The zapper stung his buttocks, creating a sharp cracking noise as the wires shorted out against his bare flesh. 

"Aaaah!" He screamed and ran faster. 

The small electrical charge did no permanent harm, but it felt like a wasp sting. The girls' laughter echoed in Henry's ears as he reached the doorway. Becky managed to zap him again as he turned and ran down the hallway.

"Crack!" Small blue sparks leapt up where the wires touched his skin. 

Henry was wailing loudly now, running down the hallway at a full gallop with his leash trailing behind him. The girls caught up with him while he was struggling to open the front door. Debra grabbed the leash and yanked on it. Henry fell away from the door, his cries choked off by the collar. Becky tripped him and grabbed him around the waist as he fell. 

"Now, shall we continue?" she asked cruelly.

"N-no! Please!" Henry wailed.

"Shut up!"

Becky sat down in the armchair and pulled Henry across her lap, while Debra secured his flailing legs. Miko put her foot down on the leash, immobilizing him. His screaming protests were stifled as Miko shoved a ball-gag in his mouth and pulled the harness over his head. Once Henry was restrained and silenced, the girls took their time spanking him with the bug-zapper. It wasn't really a spanking, since a mere touch of the wires provided a stinging jolt as severe as any belt lashing. An added benefit was that there would be no bruises the next day. The girls found fresh locations for each new blow, until finally Henry's ass was covered with small red marks. These would go away in an hour or two, leaving no trace of his ordeal.

"You know," Becky said finally. "I think my ass needs a 'licking' too."

She pushed Henry to the floor, arranged him face-up, and pulled the ball-gag off of him. Lifting her negligee a little, she got down on the floor with her knees astride his head. Her dark cleft spread open and descended toward his face, illuminated by the soft light within the silken tent of Becky's negligee. It occurred to Henry that Becky was the only girl whose pussy he had not yet been forced to eat that evening.

Henry closed his eyes as the wet folds of her cunt came down over his nose and mouth. Becky rocked and moaned above him, while in the background he could hear Debra and Miko talking and giggling. Becky grabbed hold of his erect cock and -- grasping it like the horn of a saddle -- rode his face for several long minutes. Finally, a flood of moisture and the clench of her thigh muscles against his cheeks told Henry she was climaxing.

Henry lay there, trying to breathe through the wet tent of Becky's pussy while he waited for her to raise her ample hips and release him from his fleshy prison. By now Henry was expecting almost anything though, so he was not terribly surprised when Becky drew up only a inch and shifted so that her small brown anus was poised directly above his mouth.

"Time for my ass-lickin', slut," Becky said, lowering herself down on him.

Henry pressed his lips together as her bottom touched his mouth, but Becky dug her fingernails into the base of his testicles. As he opened his mouth to scream, Becky's ass pressed into his mouth. His ensuing struggles just made her press down harder, until he was nearly suffocating. Henry stopped struggling and Becky raised her bottom slightly so that he could draw a breath of hot, pungent air. Defeated, Henry slowly stuck out his tongue and began licking the dark wrinkles of flesh around Becky's hole. 

With Becky coaching him, Henry's tongue was soon buried deeply inside her tight anus. Becky wriggled joyously around above him, and despite his disgust and embarrassment, Henry found himself getting aroused again. Becky was too involved with her own pleasure to notice, but the other girls did.

"Ha!" Debra laughed, "You've really got him worked up now, Becky!"

"May I?" It was Miko's voice, from somewhere outside the curtain of Becky's negligee.

"Sure!"

Suddenly Henry felt smooth warm thighs pressing against his hips, and a soft wisp of silk settled over his midsection. Miko's slender fingers pulled away his penis upright, and she slowly lowered herself onto it. 

Henry couldn't believe one of the girls was actually allowing him inside with his penis instead of his tongue. He might have climaxed immediately had he not already done so earlier. Instead he found himself unable to come, despite his fully aroused state. 

Miko took advantage of his sustained erection and pumped her tight little hole up and down repeatedly until his penis was raw and sore. Meanwhile Becky fingered herself to another orgasm as Henry licked her ass. She climaxed again, nearly suffocating Henry once more in the process. His violent struggles and leg-kicking excited Miko even more, and she increased her own violent pumping. 

Becky screamed and moaned as her body shook through another climax. Her thighs opened slightly and Henry drew a badly needed breath of musky air. After a long moment, Becky got up and immediately collapsed into the armchair.

"He's all yours," she gasped.

"Yes, I think will have some of that," Debra replied. 

As Debra rose to her feet and moved toward him, Henry looked up and stared up at his three tormentors. Becky lay sprawled in the chair, glassy-eyed and apparently satisfied for the time being. Miko was still squatting on his cock and pumping away with a blissful smile on her face, hands braced upon his chest, her perfect breasts bouncing wildly within the loose confines of her sheer negligee. His sister was just now stepping over top of him so that once again he was afforded a perfect view up inside her negligee. 

Debra squatted down on Henry's face, again reducing his visible horizon to the warm, scented area under her negligee and between her damp thighs. She arranged herself as Becky had, so that Henry was forced to lick her anus. He concentrated on this new task, welcoming the distraction from the raw burning pain of Miko's incessant pumping on his inflamed penis.

Like Becky, Debra began masturbating as soon as she felt Henry's tongue dart into her asshole. The little bastard sure learns fast, she thought, waves of pleasure working their way up through her. She was facing away from Henry's feet, so she couldn't see it, but the sound of Miko pounding away on Henry's cock was just one more added stimulus.

As Miko approached her own orgasm her fingers, which had been tweaking Henry's nipples earlier, dug painfully into Henry's chest. He screamed but his cries were muffled within the hot dark confines of his sister's crotch. Finally, excited by his futile struggles, both girls came at once. As their excited spasms enveloped him Henry felt his own loins begin to erupt. The girls writhed about in the throes of their own orgasms while Henry struggled for breath and pumped hot jets of cum up into Miko's pussy.

Debra arose first and fell back upon the couch, demurely covering herself with the short negligee. Henry's relieved breath was cut short as Miko got up and situated herself over his head. His cum oozed out of her pussy and onto his face as Miko planted her crotch squarely over his mouth. Once again, Henry was enveloped with the scent of womanhood, but this time it was blended with the hot, sweet taste of his own juices.

"Eat it clean," Miko demanded, "Lick it all up you dirty boy."

Henry knew by now that it was useless to argue or struggle. He licked and sucked away at Miko until she was satisfied he'd cleaned every bit of himself from her. Even then she did not get up, but insisted that Henry lick out her anus, as he had done for the other girls. At last she arose and sat on the couch next to Debra.

Henry lay naked on the floor, overwhelmed by fatigue, pain, and humiliation. He no longer felt the urge to even cover himself, dimly aware that even now reprisals might be due if he defied the girls. He dozed off, and the next thing he knew he was being placed into the bathtub. This time it was filled with warm water and bubbles, and Henry nearly swooned under the tender ministrations of the girls as they washed him. 

Afterward they carried him—naked and half asleep—to his own bedroom. There they put his pajamas on and tucked him under the covers. The last thing Henry was aware of before sleep overtook him was Debra's voice whispering in his ear, soft but insistent:

"It was just a bad dream Henry. Now go back to sleep."

### THE END ### 



The Trouble with Henry



Henry laid still and stared up at his sister. She had casually let her robe fall open, so that he could see her fur covered mound. The swollen lips were wet, and still parted slightly. Henry recalled the taste and feel of it, and how his own lips and tongue had been buried in those luscious folds only moments before. He hoped it wouldn't be long before she demanded another session.

Debra gazed down at Henry with a cruel yet strangely warm smile. She knew that her power over him was now absolute, and she was looking forward to their new sibling relationship. There were many things she wanted to try—things that she'd never dared with her vanilla boyfriends. She would have to drop her afternoon class; perhaps take an evening one instead. She and her brother would soon be spending plenty of "quality time" together.

"You know, Henry, you're sort of cute in lace. I think I'll rename you Henrietta." Suddenly, Debra's face lit up. "Wait here," she ordered.

Debra went back in her room and came out a few seconds later with a pair of frilly "boy-short" panties. They were lilac colored, with a thong liner and lace shell. She dropped them on Henry's upturned face. 

"Here. As long as you're going to be my panty-slave, you may as well dress the part." Debra smiled evilly. "We'll get you completely outfitted tomorrow, my little slut."

Debra turned and strode back into her room. The door slammed behind her. For poor Henry, the sound seemed to reverberate forever.