[Fiction] 18+ Sisters Vengeance 18+

[Demon Thief]

Excellent update, hoping for more!

[TurtleMan76]

“Well looser, your mom will be here to pick you up in 20 minutes, which is just enough time for your last lesson, Biology” She then walked to the couch and sat down spreading her legs slightly. “Your mom will be here soon, and if you want to put your clothes back on, you’re going to get me off, and you’re not allowed to use your hands” she said. Still naked, I then put my hand on my now hardened cock, “Hell no, you can’t use that either. I don’t want that tiny thing inside me. You’re going to get on your knees and eat me out like the bitch you are, and if you don’t you can go home naked for all I care.” she said in a demanding tone.

I then walked over to her and got down on my knees by her. She lifted her skirt up slightly and I put my head inside. I grabbed her panties with my teeth and pulled them down. They were already a little moist so hopefully this wouldn't take long. I pulled the panties down to her ankle and she started fidgeting her foot making it harder to get them off. I finally got them off her foot and she smeared her foot in my face laughing a little.

“Making you my little bitch just turns me on so much” she said. This humiliated me a little, but I just began to give her oral. She must not have been kidding about being horny because she could hardly sit still. She was fidgeting and moving all around on the coach letting out all sorts of moans. That was somewhat motivating but this time was not easy for me. The past few times i've given Claire oral wasn’t bad but this time felt like a punishment.

I don’t know what was wrong with her but there was a terrible smell. I felt like I was sticking my face into a can of tuna, it was horrible and I felt like I could partially taste the smell. I knew if I said anything Claire would use it against me, and make this a common task, maybe try to make the smell worse. So I sought it best to keep quiet, and just finish up. Finally after a series of moans she squirted all over my face. “Aww yea you like it when I squirt in your face don’t you, you little bitch” she said

“Yes ma-am, I like it” I said now embarrassed once more. “You like what” she asked, “I like it when you squirt in my face” I said. She laughed then said “You’re so pathetic it’s almost not funny, no go clean yourself up and get your school girl outfit on. Your mommy will be here soon to pick you up like the little baby you are”. Her words were getting harsher and more humiliating; along with the stuff she made me do. Not to mention my mom was now adding on to it all, I was beginning to think I couldn’t survive the rest of the year like this.


I whipped all the pussy juice off my face in the bathroom where I began putting the school girl outfit back on. This time when I put on the girly outfit I did it very slowly as I watched myself in the mirror and contemplated my life. How could it come down to this, how did I get so low? I got a little mad, I hated Claire for doing this to me. If I could ever go back in time I wouldn’t have hit on Claire, I wouldn’t have left my house that night.

I could have stayed at home, my friends would have left and I would play on my computer or watch some porn. It would have been a quiet evening, but I wouldn’t be dressed like a school girl showered in the stench of pussy. At the same time I was in it now, and I had to stick it out. At least when the humiliated me it wasn’t near people I knew. If I didn’t do her tasks it would be social suicide. The pictures and videos she had on me now, way too much.
I was fully dressed now still having these deep thoughts then I heard the doorbell ring. I pulled myself together fixed my skirt, straitened the knee socks, and went out the bathroom door. Claire had opened the door and was talking to my mom. I put on the high heels and went to the front door. “He is an excellent student when applies himself” said my mom. “Well he did an excellent job today, and I loved his outfit” said Claire.

“Yes its part of his punishment, when he does wrong I’ve decided to start humiliating him rather than ground him. I find it yields better results” said my mom. Claire laughed and said “Well may I make a suggestion to the way you punish him?” “Well sure, what humiliating tasks could he do?”asked my mom Claire looked at me with a grin from ear to ear.

“You could always try diaper humiliation. Have him wear and use them as punishment for doing bad things. My mom actually used it on me once when I came home 30 minutes past curfew, and I never made that mistake again” she said laughing. “Your mom made you use and wear diapers?” asked my mom who was partially intrigued.

“Yes I came home late two nights in a row on spring break, and it was the first two nights too. The first night they gave me warning, the second night I was out even later. So as a punishment I had to wear diapers the rest of spring break. They went so far that the put locks on all the bathroom doors so I had to use them. The worst part was my friend wanted me to spend the night, so they called there parents and they made sure I wore a diaper, but I was allowed to use the toilet there. It was the most humiliating week of my life and I never broke curfew again” said Claire.

My mom was completely interested in this which scared me “Hmm, nick better start behaving or ill have him in diapers. They seriously put locks on the doors?” asked my mom. “Yes it was really bad because one day they both went out and minutes later I really had to use the bathroom. I had to sit in it until they came back which was hours, it was so horrible” said Claire. “Well thank you Claire, I think there will be diapers in nicks near future if he screws up anymore” said my mom

Finally we got off the porch and got in my moms car. “I like Claire, she’s a nice girl” said my mom, this statement was bittersweet humor to me. Claire was the exact opposite of a nice girl, but my mom would like a girl who blackmails me into extensive humiliation. We had small talk all the way to a subway parking lot. “Let’s go get some subs to go” said my mom

I got out of the car and almost fell over, the skirt was tight which made it hard to move my legs and I could hardly walk in heels yet. “Hold my hand buddy” said my mom, which added to my humiliation. Luckily there was only 2 cars in the parking lot so hopefully my humiliation in here would be minimal But when I saw the two people behind the bar I knew that wasn’t going to happen.

To my demise Amy and Lindsey where behind the bar, I knew Amy would love every bit of this but I hated the fact that Lindsey had to see my like this. Both girls instantly looked up at me and looked surprised. Amy could hardly contain her laughter and Lindsey was just blushing, I couldn’t tell if that was from what we did the night before or from my outfit. Everything about this situation made me uncomfortable, especially the fact that my mom was right there.

“Welcome to subway” said Amy finally holding back a few laughs. “That is a really cute outfit, I wore something like that on Halloween” said Amy. My mom instantly chimed in “This is what boys who do bad in school have to wear. Instantly Amy erupted into laughter “I’m sorry” she said trying to pull herself together. “Don’t be he’s the one who should be sorry” said my mom.

Amy made a few jokes and comments about my outfit but I was more concentrated on Lindsey. She was so cute in her subway uniform, she was looking at me the whole time too and we just smiled. She stayed quiet and didn’t say a word about my outfit. I came to realize she wasn’t really bad, I guess she originally helped the girls because of peer pressure or something, because this blackmailing doesn’t seem like her.

We finally got our sandwiches and my mom suggested we eat in the store. So we sat down in one of the booths. “I’m going to get some ketchup do you need anything” asked my mom. “No I’m good” I said as she got up from the table. I then reached into the bag and pulled out my sandwich. Once I opened it I noticed something. There was a napkin in the wrapper which was strange. I pulled it out and turned it over to find something written in black marker.

“Text me” was written on it followed by a number, and at the bottom there was a little heart. I looked over at Lindsey who smiled back at me and I got a warm feeling of comfort. I quickly put the napkin in my skirt pocket and began eating my sandwich. After I while I had to getup to get a drink refill. Luckily we were the only people in the store.

When I got up to the soda fountain Amy came up from behind me to restock the cup tops. She then smacked me on the butt with hardly any force, but my butt was still sore from Claire’s paddling. “So this is your moms handy work, very nice” she said to me in a quiet voice. “We will have to step up our game your mom is going hard on you boy” she said.

I just stayed quiet and walked back to my table, I almost made it to the table when Amy dropped her phone on the ground and kicked it towards me. “oops I dropped my phone, could you get that for me” she said to me. I put my drink on my table and bent over to pick up the phone. “Oh my God those panties are so cute, can I see them again” she asked me

I tried to ignore the question and sit down but my mom did not like that. “Don’t be rude, you didn't have to do it but you could have acknowledge her. Now stand up and pull up you skirt to give her a good look” said my mom. Amy gave me and evil glare as I stood up and lifted up my skirt. This was incredibly humiliating. “Oh wow I really like those did you get them at Victoria Secret?” asked Amy. “Yes” I said. She laughed and walked off finally.

[jklivin]

This story is very addictive and so many different people controlling love it.

[TurtleMan76]

Unfortunatly my ISPs peice of junk default router has failed. One minute i was on facebook, then i los internet connection. Chexked the router reset it all lights where amber or red. Long story short im waiting for them to send me a new one and will not have internet for a few days. So no new chapters for a few days I will be on Getdare and I can pm on my phone to give you sneak peeks upon request. I warn you though my typeos and gramatical errors will be terrible sense im writing on my phone. Im really sorry about this guys

[hungariancommie]

totally cool man, ive been down that road several times, my internet provider is very close to a monopoly and they don't care about their customers

[Xdress_parttime]

This just keeps getting better and better

[shola]

Yeah... I wonder how his sister will be...
Great chapter

[koldiana]

How could this story have died? It's freaking gold!! Please keep writing!

[SlutBrain]

Yeah. Have you sorted out your ISP yet? Really want more of this story.

[Connor.smith]

Give it a week. If he dosent come back by then we can find someone to finish it.

[TurtleMan76]

Originally Posted by Connor.smith

Give it a week. If he dosent come back by then we can find someone to finish it.

That wont be necessary. Only one person will be finishing this story, and that's me.

[TurtleMan76]

I'm back everyone! I'm sorry about my network issues, but unfortunately they were merely the tip of the iceberg. I got a new job which has messed with my daily schedule, and my car broke down the other day, so i have been a bit distracted. Hope you all like this next chapter, sorry for the delay

[TurtleMan76]

Chapter 42

After Amy left I went to refill my drink again. This time on my way to the fountain I tripped in the high heels. I was able to catch my balance but I stumbled across the floor, making my mom laugh at my humiliation. Things only got worse after that. For some reason we sat in the subway for a while just talking. My mom didn’t want to leave for some reason.

A few different people came into the store and they gave me looks of confusion. I sank into my seat a little to try and comfort my humiliation. I actually stopped getting drink refills because I didn’t want to get up and draw attention to myself. To my demise however my mom asked, “Nick will you be a dear and get me some sprite while I go to the bathroom?”

My face glowed red, but I knew I had no choice. I picked up both her and my cup and walked over to the soda fountain. After I filled our drinks and sat down I began sipping on my soda again to pass time. I then remembered my mom had gone to the bathroom and in seconds my mind started doing the math. I had just drank 4 large cups of soda and my moms trip to the bathroom reminded me of that.

I decided to take this time to my advantage and go now this way my mom cant humiliate me like at the restaurant. I looked around and mom was not coming out of the bathroom yet so I made my way to the bathroom. Right as I entered the hallway to the bathroom the women’s door opened and my mom came out. She grabbed my arm and said “C’mon Nick, we must get on our way now”

She then forcefully dragged me out of the store. Lindsey and Amy watched from behind the counter as I was dressed up like a school girl being dragged out by my mom. Amy was cracking up and out of the corner of my eye I could see Lindsey’s expression. She seemed disappointed, and she didn’t find it funny. I thought of that for a moment, but the thought ended as the cold air from outside went up my skirt.

“Mom I have to go to the bathroom” I said finally. “Oh I’m sorry sweetie, you’ll just have to hold it for a minute” she said in a taunting voice. Feeling defeated I got into the car without arguing the point. The longer we drove the worse it got. I then noticed my mom was doing this on purpose. At one point I counted us getting on and off the same high way 3 times in a row. She would literally get on the exit ramp, then back on the opposite one.

She was stalling; she wanted me to hold my bladder. That’s why we were at the subway for so long. We were in the car for about an hour and by the time that hour was up my legs were crossed and starting to shake. We finally pulled into the Wal-Mart parking lot and I had never seen it so busy in my life. There had to be at least 200 cars in that parking lot. “This place is always terrible around thanksgiving” said my mom.

We circled around the parking lot looking for a spot and finally found one towards the back. Everything got intense seconds later when I saw 2 girls get out of a car a few feet in front of us. My eyes widened as I instantly recognized them. They were both in my grade, and one of them was in everyone of my classes. I then forgot about my bladder for a moment and realized if they saw me like this my social life was over.

My mom then opened her door slightly and said “Well c’mon, lets get in and out as quick as we can”. I was now having a panic attack. The girls were still by their car it was impossible for me to sneak past them. “uh mom can I stay in the car” I asked. “But I thought you needed to go to the bathroom” she said tauntingly. “Yea I can hold it” I replied. “Well okay that’s fine, I don’t know how long I will be though, don’t have an accident or you will regret it” said my mom.

She then got out of the car and left me. Now all I had to do was hold my bladder. I then started calculating numbers in my head. My mom would be about half an hour, and our house is just 15 minutes away. Back when I was little I held my bladder for 3 hours in traffic once, this would be a piece of cake. However that was not the case. Those sodas were big and I hadn’t used the bathroom sense before I went to Claire’s.

My legs were now completely crossed like a girl would, in an effort to not have an accident. After 45 minutes my mom finally came back to the car. She put the bags in the trunk and came around to the driver side. “Finally, we are going home” I thought to myself. I was partially bent over now and my mom noticed. “You must really need to go to the bathroom” she said in a triumphant tone.

We got out of the Wal-Mart parking lot but rather than turn right to go home my mom turned left. “Where are we going?” I asked frantically. “Oh It’s a nice night I wanted to go the scenic route” she said. “Wait the one through mills road?” I asked. “yes that’s the one” she said, “But that’s an hour long trip” I said frantically. “Can we stop somewhere to go to the bathroom?” I asked. “Well you know theres nowhere to stop, its all farms and land. You should have gone at walmart” she said.

I was now getting really uncomfortable “Well can we pull off to the side of the road, ill use a tree” I said, hoping for mercy. “No your not getting your sisters clothes all dirty, your just going to have to hold it” she said. “Mom please” I begged desperately. She then pulled off to the side of the road. “Take off your panties” she said. Without question I started taking them off and was about to go piss in the woods. “Wait there” she said as she got out of the car and opened the trunk. She then went into one of the bags and pulled out a box.

“It’s a good thing I took Claire’s Advice” said my mom from outside the car. She then opened up the passenger door and I could see the horrid box. It was a box of adult diapers. She opened the box and gave me a diaper. “Put this on under your skirt” she commanded. “Mom please don’t do this” I pleaded, but I could tell it was useless. I then slid the diaper over the heels, the knee socks, and up to my waist. “Good, now quit whining” she said as she closed my door and put the box back in the trunk.

She got back in the car and started it up. My legs were still shaking I didn’t want to go to the bathroom in the diaper and make a mess of myself. My mom started driving and after a few minutes she said “You might as well use it, there’s no way you can hold it all the way home” she said. “Sure I can” I said stupidly. “Well why don’t we make a little wager then” she said.



I will be reading all of my PMs tomorrow, so i'm not intentionally dissing anyone by not replying, I just ran out of time tonight

[TurtleMan76]

Chapter 43

“If you can control your bladder until we get home then you will be relieved from all punishments. You can use the bathroom then take off that outfit, and you won’t have to wear women’s clothes until you screw up again. However if you cannot control your bladder and you have an accident, the next time you go for tutoring all you will wear is a diaper and a tee shirt” she said. I thought over this for a minute. We would be home in 40 minutes, that’s nothing compared to the hours of torture she will give me if I don’t make the bet.

“You’re on” I said confidently. My mom looked at me and gave me an evil smile. She turned the radio up a little and neither of us spoke a word. I was now bent over holding my bladder in. Everything was making me very uncomfortable. For some reason my mom had the AC on in fall, I really had to pee, and the diaper was bulky and uncomfortable. 20 minutes had gone by and my mom finally asked “How you feeling?”, “Hanging in there” I said bent over holding my stomach.

Another 10 minutes had past; we were just 15 minutes away from home. My stomach was starting to hurt; this couldn’t be good for me at all. I really had to pee now more than ever, but that’s when things got worse. We turned onto the next road and I had forgotten all about this road. This road was very badly paved and had gotten worse over the years. It was bumpy and there were holes all over it. My mom turned her head at me and gave me a look of triumph for a second then turned back to the road.

We started on the road and the whole car started vibrating. Each vibration was going across me putting more and more pressure on my bladder. We then hit a pothole and the whole car dipped up and down. That hurt more than anything and It was a struggle to not drip any pee. Finally after that long antagonizing pain we turned off that road. We would be home in less than 10 minutes I was actually going to do it.

My mom then turned to me “we’ll look at that, you must have some bladder. Looks like you get to go home and put on your clothes for a change” she said. I felt really confident now, and I felt as if I didn’t need to go to the bathroom as badly anymore. I was thinking I would actually win this until my mom decided to be evil.

We were on road 5 minutes from our house surrounded by trees with no cars around us. All of a sudden my slammed on the breaks, my heart started racing and I didn’t know what was going on I was so scared I began to see flashes of my life my head jolted back and then forward from the deceleration of the car. I looked out the windshield and saw nothing. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR” I yelled. My mom smiled and pointed to my seat where there was now a wet stain. “That” she said.

In all the commotion I had lost the instinct to hold my bladder. My body switched to physical survival mode, not social. My mom had literally just scared the piss out of me. As soon as I realized my seat was wet I could feel that I was still peeing. My mom was now laughing “Oh c’mon that’s not fair” I pleaded, “That’s totally fair” she said. I was now crossing my arms feeling defeated and disgusting. The diaper was now warm and wet and every time I moved in my seat it moved up my leg.

“These diapers weren’t very absorbent, but they were on clearance. “We will have to get the bigger kind before Tuesday, that’s when you go to tutoring next” said my mom. I then remembered not only did I have to sit in my wet diaper but I would also face some humiliation. “Eww Nick it smells like piss in here” said my mom. “Well you shouldn’t be such a wreck less driver” I said, “you shouldn’t make a bet you can’t win” she replied

We finally pulled into the drive way at 8:00, and I was glad this day was coming to an end. I opened my door and got out; as I looked down my body I could see drips of pee rolling down my legs. “These diapers don’t hold anything” I said to my mom. “Yea I think I bought the wrong kind, is the skirt wet?” she asked. “Yea a little bit” I replied, “Well go around back and strip ill let you in through the back door, don’t want you getting urine on my clean floors” she said.

Without trying to argue it I made my way to the backyard. At least now it was dark outside so no one should see me. I finally got to the back yard and within seconds I took off those horrible heels and the knee socks. I finally understood why girls complained when they had to wear them all day. Then I took off the shirt and the bra, and I looked around for anyone else. No one seemed to be outside so I slid the skirt down to my ankles and kicked it off. Finally I put my fingers in the diaper and took it off. It landed on the sidewalk and made plop noise as it splashed urine up at me.

I was now standing in my yard naked, this reminded me of when my mom made me do this as a kid. Except when I was it kid it was from playing in the sprinkler and I was wearing male clothing. I grabbed all the clothed and opened the back door, quickly getting inside. “no no no, go throw that thing away” she said pointing to the diaper. I then picked up the diaper and went back outside. I quickly ran to the trash cans outside and put the diaper in one of the bins, then made my way back.

Once inside my mom commanded me to take a shower. I put my hands over my crotch and made my way up stairs, trying to protect the small amount of dignity I had left. I stayed in the shower for queit some time thinking about the awful day I had. I looked at my hand remembering the pedicure I had to get today, and the rest of that mall experience. I remembered the restaurant, and the horrible bunny suit. It was such a terrible day, honestly today was the worst day of my life.

When I got out of the shower I dried off and wrapped myself in a towel. I feared what my mom was going to make me wear after this. I walked down the hallway in my towel and found my mom in my room with the box of diapers. “Put two of these on” she said kicking the box towards me, “Ill be out in the hall” as she left my room. I sighed as I closed the door and dropped the towel, making my way to the box of diapers.

I opened it up and put on two of the diapers. Getting the first one on was easy, but putting the second over top of it was almost impossible. After struggling I finally managed to get it on. I looked in my mirror and was surprised at how big and bulgy it looked. I walked out in the hallway and my mom started laughing. “Now squeeze into these” she said holding a pair of my sisters jeans.

They were a very light blue and had a few holes in them, not to mention they looked incredibly tight. “ I don’t think I can” I said, “Nonsense, models do it all the time” she said holding the jeans out, “Just step into them” she said. I put my first leg into them and the jeans wrapped around my leg. I then put my second leg in and started pulling up. I couldn’t get the jeans above my quads, they were just too small. “Ok when I say go I want you to jump” she said.

As she said go I jumped and she pulled up. The jeans were forced over my waste and the sound of fabric being ripped was made. The jeans were incredibly tight and diapers made an obvious bulge. I looked around for any rips but there was none. “Now while you were in the shower I check out Wal-Mart’s site, they have super duty absorbing diapers there. I want you to go buy a box, and nothing else, I will give you my card but I want a receipt. If you do not follow these instructions you will repeat the task is a dress” She said

[Xdress_parttime]

Very nice continuation. I can't wait to read more