getDare Truth or Dare - Non-Fiction: By My Sisters Command

"I saw your picture!" Giggle "just wait till you see the real thing, where gonna dress him up right now" "Your gonna do it now, really?" giggle...... I was afraid of her. I was her brother, I never was afraid of her, I never thought I would be. She proved she would go that far though, to hit me, as hard as she could. it hurt and that scared me. I didnt view her as a younger sister anymore. "Take off your clothes!"......."no?, then we will, hold his hands!" She was ripping my clothes off in front of her friend who was laughing at me, helping her pull on my pants till I was naked from the wait down. "The shirt, take his shirt off!" My face still hurt, why was I afraid of her, I could fight backs.......no, no I couldn't. I cant. "Go get the underwear over there!" "Got them!" "Ok, now, put them on him!" "Me?" "yeah. you get to dress him up too!" Giggle. Her friend slipped them up my legs and around my waist, she whispered "I hope you like them" as she finished, the elastic making a snapping sound as she let go. "now the bra" Both girls worked on this as they stretched it over my chest and snapped it into place. I didnt want to look, I looked at the ceiling, I could hear them laughing at me, I didnt want to see. "Grab the dress!" "Put it on now" she commanded. I looked at them as I took the dress, my sister was intent, her friend was red from laughing and maybe a little embarrassed to be helping her friend turn her brother into a cross dressing sissy. I took the dress and I slid it on, turned around as they zipped up the back. Stockings came next, then the shoes, heels again. When I was done I turned around, stood there in front of both girls. My sister had a length of pink ribbon, she told me to turn around. Her friend took both arms behind my back as my sister wrapped the ribbon around them, making a knot, or as much as I could tell, a bow, binding me. "you know what we are gonna do now" My sister asked her friend. "no, what?" she replied. "My brother is sick, he likes girls butts!" my sister said mocking me. "Ewww" her friend replied. "So I thought we would make him not like our butts anymore" She giggled. "How are we gonna do that?" her friend asked intently. "It's easy, we do this". My sister took and brought over a chair, placing her hands on my head and positioning it on the chair. I looked up, her panties where visible from under her skirt. I got those feelings again, even through my displeasure. That soon faded, as I saw her butt descend down quickly, in a second, her butt slammed into my face, forcing my nose deep in her panties and pain through my head. "Just like that" she said as she sat down hard on my face, wiggling her bottom a bit as if to rub in the shame. "Her friend laughed as my sister bounced on my face. I could feel her full weight on my face. My sister was petite, but with all her weight in one spot, coming down that hard, it hurt. I was having trouble breathing too, only able to get what little air escaped between the fabric of her panties and her butt. She stood up, "It's your turn now" she said to her friend. "oh..ok" her friend said wandering over looking down at me and the look of pain on my face. "I dont want to hurt him" she said to my sister. "dont worry about him, we have to teach him a lesson!" she said. "Ok, well, here I go" her friend said. she wore short shorts. Her butt excited me but the thought of another girl slamming down on my face took that away with each throbbing my head reminded me that her butt could also bring pain. It was too late, her little body lamed down into my face, pushing my mouth and nose deep between her cheeks, causing my head to spasm with pain. I heard faint talking. "wiggle your butt" my sister said. "Ok" i heard her friend say as she moved her butt around, rubbing her smell and my shame into my face. She bounced on my head a few times and stood up. "So brother, do you still like our butts?" my sister said trying not to laugh. I didnt answer. "Sounds like he dosent" her friend said. "Maybe I have to sit on him again" my sister said walking towards me. "NO SIS PLEASE DONT" I yelled trying to avoid more pain as my head was already throbbing. "So, you dont want to have your sister sit on your head" she said. "Hmm, then I guess you have to do something else if you dont want that......." She pulled up 2 chars in front of the one my head was on. she whispered something in her friends ear. They sat down next to me lifting their legs and putting their feet on my face. "I guess you can smell our feet then" she said giggling. They where rubbing there bare feet on my face, It was nasty, I tried to move my head which still hurt from their pounding. "Please girls, stop that's" My sister stuck her toes on my lips as I tried to beg. This is what I was, a toy, a doll to my sister and her friend, just like she said I would be if I didnt do what she wanted. I was afraid of them, both of them but especially my little sister. She really was a princess, she could demand what she wanted and get it, especially out of me. I felt like giving up, like giving in to her, just do what she wanted and maybe she would stop, just do anything she asked and she would take care of me..no, I cant think like that........I cant.