How Sarah became and stopped being a slave to her older brother

[devildarer]

So, I finished my breakfast and put my plate in the sink. I glanced over at him, he was looking at the TV and not at me at all. I wished he would look at me and tell me what to do now. I stared at him for a few seconds, but he did not turn. When it was almost a minute though, he did turn, and ask 'What?'

I started a little bit at his angry question, and asked him 'Umm.. master... what do I do now?'

'I told you you could have a break didn't I? I'll tell you when I need something from you. Now go call Jessica or something and stop bothering me!'

Startled by his aggressive behavior, I walked back upstairs to my room and called Jessica. She picked up on the first ring.

'Sarah, oh my god, why haven't you called yet? I've been worried sick! What's he making you do? Is it horrible? Maybe you should just let him tell your parents it wont be that bad!'

'No, Jessica, its all right, he's not treating me that badly, he's just telling me what to do, like make him coffee and stuff.'

'Oh, well that's OK then...' she said, unsure.

'Well, that's not really it. It's pretty sick actually, and not sick as in cool... he makes me suck him!' I whispered quietly.

'What?! Well... umm.. do you like it?'

'Not really.'

'Oh..'

'But its not all bad I guess..', and I told her about my entire week so far.

'Wow... Sarah, this doesn't sound so bad... in fact, it kind of turns me on, but don't do anything you don't want to. Even if everyone makes you out as a slut, if this is too much for you, well we've still got each-other, and your parents probably wont get too mad, I mean isn't all the stuff you've done in your diary typical for our age group?'

'True... I'll think about it Jess, meanwhile I'm still his slave, until it gets too out of hand.'

'Good. Anyways Sarah, I'm really sorry but I have to go. I promised my brother I'd take him to the movies.'

'You??' Jessica was always complaining to me about her brother, I doubted she would ever promise something like that to him.

'Yeah, actually, mom's making me, but I made it out to seem like I decided to. Maybe he'll stop bothering me for a few weeks after this.'

'Alright Jess, see you around.'

'Bye! and... good luck.'

'Thanks' I sighed, but she already hung up.

I lay on my bed thinking about what Jessica said. It's true that my mom and dad would forgive me and its true that I would still have her. But the thing is, I didn't want to stop being Jake's slave. Not yet. I went to take a hot shower.

After my shower, I toweled myself dry and put some fresh clothes on, throwing these in my hamper. It was an hour until lunch, and I thought I'd make something special for Jake. (for those of you wondering, today my dad and step-mom went out for the day, they have some kinda work party thing today. He asked if I wanted to come, but from a look from Jake, I knew I wasn't allowed to, so I said no. I went downstairs and looked at Jake. He was no longer at the TV, so I assumed that he was up in his room, or in the game room (a room here with a few game consoles (an X-Box, PS3, and a Wii) and some toys of mine when I was little. It had bean bags, a black leather sofa and a desk with a table light on it). He was sitting in the game room at the table, bent over some work for college or something. I paused tentatively at the doorway and he turned and glared at me.

'Uh.. umm.. master.. I was just wondering.. what.. you wanted.. for lunch.' I finished, scared stiff by his hateful glare.

'Make spaghetti. We'll eat it with Ragu, so don't worry about the sauce.'

'Uhmm... uh ok..' I shook as I walked slowly out of the game room, and then walked downstairs and got to work.

Once I was done, I set the spaghetti, the heated Ragu sauce, Parmesan cheese, and two bowls and forks on the table. I called him for lunch and while he came down the stairs, I served spaghetti into his bowl. I added the Ragu for him and mixed it. He came downstairs and sat at the table where his food was. He glared at his spaghetti and then glared at me. 'Come here.' he said.

I walked up to him stiffly, scared by how he was acting. He grabbed the waste-band of my sweats and the top of me panties, pulled them opened, and looked inside. He noticed that my panties were very wet. He took his bowl of spaghetti and emptied it into my panties in the front and back. 'There. that should cool you off.' he said. 'Now make it right this time.' I took his bowl and poured spaghetti and ragu into it. Then I took it to the microwave and heated it for 30 seconds, mixed it, and gave it back to him. He started to eat it, and I was relieved he didn't think I did it wrong this time. It felt unbelievably weird to have the warm spaghetti in my panties. They squelched when I walked and the ragu tomato chunks squeezed into my pussy and ass. It actually felt kind of good in my still burning ass. He motioned for me to kneel, and I did, bowing to him. As soon as he finished, he motioned for me to get up and take off my panties. I did as he asked, and he took my spaghetti filled panties and put it in my bowl. He then scooped up all the spaghetti that squelched out of them and into my sweats and put them in the bowl too. The tomatoes had made my pussy wet, and the wetness was mixed in with the ragu sauce. He took away my fork and tied my hands, forcing me to eat with my face only. I bent my head down and ate my spaghetti. It messed up my face and forced me to smell my panties every time I came down for more food. It tasted disgusting because of my pussy juices, but I didn't argue. When I was done, he had me lick off my panties and put them back on. He gave me some new pants to wear though, and after he had untied my hands, and I had put the dishes away, he told me to put my sweats in the hamper and come back down.

Once I got back, he was sitting at the couch again. He motioned for me to sit next to him, and I did. He hugged me and pulled me closer. Before I knew what was happening, he had out a small 7 inch dildo and eased it into my pussy. He wove it in and out and in and out, while he whispered seductive words into my ears. 'Do not cum slut, or you will be punished..' he whispered. I tried to listen to him, forcing myself not to cum, when suddenly the urge was too great. 'Please!' I whimpered as he wove the dildo in and out of me. 'Please Master! Please let me cum, master I'll do anything master!!'

He whisper chuckled into my ear. 'You think it's that easy? Beg slut! Beg!'

'Please! Please let me cum, please master, please, I'll do anything, anything, master please! let me cum let me cum!' Tears started forming in my eyes. The feeling of the dildo going in and out of me was intense. 'Please! Please! I promise, I swear, I'll do anything, please! PLEASE! PLEASE MASTER! PLEASE LET ME CUM!' I started screaming.

He laughed some more. 'No.'

'Master please!!! MASTER!! MASTER!! I WILL DO ANYTHING MASTER!! ANYTHING!!! PLEASE LET ME CUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

He was silent for a few seconds. My eyes were shut tight, my panting ragged and fast.

'What do you mean, anything?'

'ANYTHING MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE!'

'Hmmm...' he started pushing faster.

I started to cry. 'Please! Please master!' I whimper-gasped.

'Anything, you say?'

'YES MASTER, ANYTHING!'

'Ok, Sarah, you can cum, but only when I say to.'

'Thank you master!!! I panted'

'Now!' he said suddenly pulling the dildo out from my pussy. I screamed and let out a massive orgasm. One of the biggest I've ever had. I let out a huge sigh, exhausted and unbelievably elated, and closed my eyes. He put the dildo in my mouth, and I obediently licked my cum and pussy juiced off of it. He hugged me and said good job. I smiled and he chuckled.
'Would you like to sleep for a little while?' he asked. I nodded, resting on his shoulder. He carried me in his arms and took me into his room, where he rested my head on his pillow and tucked me in. I slept for quite a while before he shook me awake and said it was time to make him dinner.

I walked drowsily downstairs and glanced at the time. It was almost 7:00. I'd slept for longer than I expected. He didn't seem to mind though.
'What would you like for dinner?' I asked.
He shrugged and said, 'How about we order a pizza? At least they can't disappoint me as much as you do.'

That hurt. a lot. We walked down the stairs in silence and flicked on the lights in the kitchen.

'How do I disappoint you master?' I asked after a while.

'Hmm...' he came up behind me and hugged me. I was getting to like this new loving side to him. 'Well, it disappoints me that your leaving so soon.' Warm shivers shot up my spine. He wanted me to stay. 'Though your cooking and cleaning skills do need improvement. You do seem to disappoint me with most of the things you make. Lunch today, for example. You need to remember that you are my slave, and as my slave you will do everything perfectly for your master, or face the consequences.' He kissed my hair. 'Though you are showing great improvement, you are a big disappointment.' That made me sad. Really sad. I wanted to please him, not disappoint him.

'Order pizza anyways.' he said. 'You've had enough for today I bet, and you've still got your evening spanking session..' the way he trailed off led me to think there was more. My pussy tingled.

'Yes master..' I mumbled.

'What was that?'

'Yes master.' I said more clearly. He went back to glaring at me angrily.

[devildarer]

So, with Jake back upstairs working on who knows what, I called the local pizza place and ordered pizza. Even though I was starving, I only got one. I didn't want him to get mad at me again. They said it would take 20 minutes to make the pizza and get here, so I went upstairs to Jake. He was working at the same desk as before, but this time, he didn't even turn. He just continued what he was doing. I walked tentatively closer to him and said 'Master?' He didn't respond. 'Master, I've ordered the pizza.' I tried again. Still no response. 'What would you like me to do now?' I asked, finally.

He looked up then, glaring at me for a few seconds. 'If you have nothing better to do, then why don't you strip naked and bow down to me until the pizza arrives?'

I did as he asked. Once I was naked though, he looked me up and down and said 'You're filthy, you need to be washed.' like I was some sort of disgraceful animal. It was true though, after all that sweating and... other things that had taken place today, I was pretty much a mess. He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to his bedroom and into his bathroom. He ran the bath with steaming hot water, and once it was a quarter-way full, he shut it off. He said 'Lets let it cool down for now, we'll clean your insides, and he brought out the enema stuff. Once the tube was nicely lodged into my pussy, he shot warm soapy water into me. It immediately gave me terrible cramps, and I moaned in pain. He had me keep it in for 10 minutes before I could expel it. He did the same thing again with cold water and no soap this time. It didn't feel good, to say the least. He then did the same thing for my ass. Once he was done, he put me in the quarter-full tub and picked up the shower head. He wet my body completely and then put soap on his hands. He then proceeded to wash every part of me, starting with my pussy, clean. Once he had slathered soap all over me, he took the shower head again and washed me off. He washed my hair too. Once I was done, he drained the water and dried me off with a towel. The doorbell rang, and he told me to go answer it with just the towel wrapped around me, which I did. It was pretty embarrassing. The pizza delivery guy was around my age, maybe a year older. He grinned when he saw me naked except for a towel and handed me the pizza. I took it in my hands. Not having had tied the towel properly, my upper arms were pressed against my body, keeping the towel on. He noticed that, and then took the coupon and the red chilly flakes and Parmesan packets, and rolled them together. He then stuffed them in between my boobs, causing me to drop the pizza and my towel in shock. So I was standing completely naked in the doorway with the pizza boy looking me up and down and grinning appreciatively. 'Hey there!' he said suggestively. My face was bright red and I was about to wrap the towel back around me before I heard a cough from the staircase. I turned to see Jake raising one eyebrow at me, with an expression that clearly said 'give him a show.' and how could I disobey him?

I got out of my embarrassed crouch and decided I was going to put on the best show I could, and make my master proud. I twisted up seductively and put one hand on the doorway. I jutted my boobs out a little, and his eyes widened appreciatively. With my right hand, I moved it slowly up my thigh and around my boobs, then reached down until my face was directly in front of his crotch. I grabbed my fallen wallet, and pulled it back up. I put a 10 in between my boobs, and another in between my pussy lips. He raised his eyebrows, and then leaned forwards and grabbed the 10s with his teeth. He chuckled as he reached for his wallet to give me change, but then paused. 'If you want your change, then earn it.' I danced seductively a little bit, bent so that my ass was facing him, and touched myself. That earned me a dollar. I fondled myself more and swayed my hips. I jutted my boobs out, and let him feel my smooth pussy. I got another 2 dollars. I needed 3 more, plus some coins. Finally, I got down on my knees, unzipped his pants, and took his crotch in my hands, teasing it. I got another dollar. 'Oh yeah, suck it slut.' I put his dick in my mouth while he bent down and rubbed my boobs. When he came, he said 'If you swallow the cum, I'll add an extra dollar to the change!' so I did, not that I wasn't going to. Jake would probably kill me if I did spit it out. 'See you later.' he grinned. I closed the door and picked my towel back up. Jake came up to me and held his hand out for the change. He handed me the extra one dollar.

'Here, you can keep this Sarah. I honestly didn't think you would suck him, but good job.'

'Thank you master.' I replied, pleased with myself.

'Now, lets eat dinner before or after your evening spanking session begins?'

'You're choice master.'

'Fine then we'll do the spanking after. I'm rather hungry anyways.' So we ate. Or at least he ate, and fed me the crusts and scraps while I was kneeling by his side. 'Hmmm... if you perform well during your spanking, you can get a pizza slice for yourself, and even maybe a soda.. if you've earned it.'

'Yes master.' I did feel like a soda, and I was still hungry. He led me upstairs and into the game room. He sat in the leather desk-chair and had me come to him and take off my towel. I did that and knelled in front of him. He looked down at me and said 'You're here today for your daily evening punishment session. Today the session will consist of corner time, a hard hand spanking, a hard paddle spanking, and will end with sucking practice. Now, get your spreader bar and stand in the corner. I will be there with various things to make you more... uncomfortable...'

I did as he asked and went and stood in the corner with a spreader bar between my legs. He came over to me with a small bag in his hands. I wondered what he was going to do.

'You're corner time has not started yet. I've just brought a few things to add to the excitement. He took out the first thing, ropes, and tied my hands together above my head. Then the next thing, which I realized with a start, were nipple clamps. He pulled and twisted my nipples, readying them for this, and put the clamps on them. I can't even describe the unbearable pain of it to you. I hoped nothing else bad would be coming out of the bag, but then he pulled out two small dildos, around 6 inches each. He eased them into me gently, my pussy and ass already lubed with my juices, and the pain was better than the morning, because it didn't go as deep, but worse from the pain of my previous penetration. I started to cry. 'shh shhh it's going to be OK. This is BDSM, the stuff you've been reading about and watching in porn.' The feeling of both my holes being penetrated at the same time was all weird and painful and exciting. He put a ball gag on me too, and then left me there for 30 minutes.

[danburnsy]

Keep it coming this is amazing

[gruntgrunt]

wow great =)))))

[devildarer]

So after standing in the corner for 30 minutes (which was unbelievably painful, and had me crying the whole time), he put me on my knees and had me suck him. Once he came in my mouth and I had swallowed it, he picked me up and took me to the bed where he kept me in a sitting position. He took my nipple clamps off and rubbed them gently. He took the ball gag out of my mouth, and untied the ropes on my hands. That just left the two dildos. He grasped the tip of them, one in each hand, and I knew what was coming before it did, but that couldn't stop me screaming in pain. He pulled them out simultaneously and fast. It hurt badly, especially in my ass where the sting from this morning had not fully gone away yet. The relief was still there, but overshadowed in my surprise and pain. He rubbed my ass gently and left me there on the bed. He came back 5 minutes later and asked me if I was ready to start the spanking session, and I nodded my head. He came over to me and pulled me over his lap. I could see a paddle next to him. It looked like a regular ping pong one, but without the rubber, and with tiny holes drilled into it. He started with his hand, 20 on each cheek. He didn't hold back this time, and he's unbelievably strong. I couldn't help crying out in pain and flinching like mad every time his hand came down on my sorry ass, and by the 6th spank he had the ball gag on me again. Once he was done, tears were flowing nonstop out of my eyes, and he rubbed my ass with his right hand as he reached for the paddle with his left. He stopped rubbing and suddenly started bringing the paddle down (another 20 on each cheek). The paddle hurt so much worse than his hands, and he showed no mercy as it slapped again and again on my probably bright red and purple ass. One he was done, he rubbed my ass some more and had me go put on some clothes.

[Sorry this post is so short, I have to go!]

[devildarer]

So the next few days were like that, with some changes. The details aren't important though. The day I'm going to write about now is the day before my early morning departure back to my mom's house. I was really excited, but also pretty sad to leave. We were going out to eat for dinner, and my dad apologized a lot, saying he had to work today and he was really sorry he couldn't be around until dinner. I said it was fine, and (on master's orders) said that I can go to Jake's apartment and hang out with him today anyways. He said that's a great idea, and so here I am, waiting for Jake to get ready. Stephanie was staying home, and I was sitting next to her on the sofa making small talk. I really liked Stephanie, she was really nice to me. Jake finally came down and said 'Ready Sarah?'

'Yeah' I replied, grinning. I said goodbye to Stephanie and walked towards the front door with Jake. Once we were in his car and had been driving for a few minutes, he unzipped his pants and pulled my head down. I leaned down and sucked him while he drove. Cum shot into my mouth, and while I was trying to swallow it, a bit of it came out of my mouth and onto the car seat. It was leather, so it would be very easy to clean up, but that didn't stop Jake from looking at me angrily and pulling over. We we're pretty close to his house, but he pulled me onto his lap and pulled down my shorts and started spanking me. Hard. I screamed out in pain and begged him to stop, saying I was so sorry for spilling his cum. After a while he said to me 'You'd better be sorry slut, you're going to be punished more once we get home.' I cried until we got there and into his apartment, where he dragged me in by my hair and threw me on the floor. He closed the door and had me suck him more, and swallow all the cum this time. I did as he asked. He took me to his sofa and sat me next to him. He put his arm around me, and I leaned against him. He made me feel so vulnerable and abused, so why did I enjoy this? Why did I enjoy his arm around me and my head leaning on his shoulder. I realized that I felt safe with him. Like he could protect me from anything.

He whispered to me, 'Hmm.. I won't punish you any more for spilling the cum, but you should understand not to do it again. Will you do it again Sarah?'

'No master.' I said. It was true, I would never do it again. I would always be careful. I never wanted to disappoint him more. He rubbed my back and pushed me onto the floor. I formed the shape of a foot stool, and he kicked off his shoes and rested his feet on me. After a while I got tired of his feet on me. My muscles felt sore from being in this position for so long, and I trembled. He noticed and asked me if I were tired. I nodded my head. He thought for a moment, then said stay there.I couldn't see what he was doing. He helped me up from my position, and I noticed a hard, uncomfortable looking stool. Duck taped securely onto the middle of it was what looked like a 13 inch, thick, dildo. 'If you want to sit down comfortably, or comfortably enough for a slut, then you would put the dildo all the way inside your ass. There will be no lube, and it will be painful. If you don't do it within 1 minute, you will get a punishment whipping. My eyes were wide and I replied with a small 'Yes master...' My ass was still sore from a few days ago when he fucked my ass with a 10 inch dildo. I could not imagine how I was supposed to get this one in all the way, without even any lube! and I needed to quickly or else I would be whipped, which is 100 times more painful than any spanking. I stripped all of my clothes and quickly went to the dildo stool and put my ass hold through the top. I looked over at him and noticed he was taking a video. I tried to push my ass down more, but it was unbelievably hard, and all of my senses were telling me not to, remembering the pain of last time. I pushed down more, and wondered if it would help to go in and out of the dildo, deeper each time. It worked for the first 5 inches, but it was unbelievably painful. I started crying and panting, I only had a little bit of time left, like 20 seconds. I managed another inch, and another, I tried to force myself down but I couldn't, my ass was burning. I managed a few more inches, crying, and looking and Jake and the camera with pleading eyes, my boobs jumping and sweating. I didn't want to be whipped! I really didn't want to be whipped. My minute was up, and I still had like 4 more inches to go. I couldn't go down any more though, so I slumped and gave up, with 9 inches of dildo inside my ass. The position I was in was extremely uncomfortable, hurting my legs and my back. Jake set the camera down and came over to me. He slapped my face and said 'Slut! I said you would be getting a whipping, and now you are. Did you want it slut? Is that why you decided it would be OK to disappoint your master? You want a whipping? Well, you'll be getting a whipping all right. The whipping of your life. Now get that dildo in you before I have to force it in!' I couldn't anymore. I cried more, grabbing the edges of the cold stool. He suddenly grabbed me shoulders, and pushed me down. Every muscle in my body fought him, but then I was too tired, and I let him take over. He got me in all the way and I screamed in pain. He said, 'You like that, don't you? You worthless piece of ass. When I ask you to do something, you do it. Understand? He began fucking me with the dildo, ripping through my ass and going in and out, in and out. It was terrible, it hurt so much!

After a few minutes of fucking me with the dildo, he pulled me out, and the relief was so intense, I fell to the ground. He kicked me and told me to get up. He turned off the camera. He ripped the dildo off of the stool, and shoved it back up my ass. 'Hopefully this will remind you that you're not to feel that much relief when you're my slave. That's going to stay in for the whipping. I cried and got down on my knees and begged and begged. I said I was so sorry and I would do anything he asked, but don't whip me! He just grabbed my hair and dragged me across the floor to the place from last time. He tied my hands to the ceiling, with my feet dangling off the floor, and took his whip out. He walked around me a few times, making me more and more scared, and then so suddenly I didn't know it was coming, brought the whip down on my bare back. I screamed. He kept hitting me lower and lower until he was hitting my thighs. Each time, I screamed loudly, but I couldn't move, or even try to protect myself, as my hands were tied above me. He came to the front of me and began whipping my breasts and going down. When he started whipping my pussy, I couldn't believe the intense pain it brought. He continued until he got to my knees. He whipped my back, my boobs, my pussy, my ass, and my thighs a few more times before he put the whip down and left me hanging there, tears falling down my eyes, and unable to feel anything except for the unbelievable pain aching all over my body. He came back a little later and untied my hands. I fell to the ground and began sobbing and saying I was so sorry for disappointing him. He didn't respond, he just threw my maids dress at me and walked away. I felt like I couldn't move at all. Not even to change, so how did I get the strength necessary to grab my clothes and force them on me? I don't know. I just knew that I did not want to feel that kind of pain again, and I would do anything to prevent it. I forced on the too small maid's uniform and reported to Jake who was sitting on the couch again, an indifferent look on his face, like he didn't care about me at all. He glared up at me, and I was scared by his hate-full gaze. 'A few of my friends will be coming over soon, and you will be serving them. For now, rest your body up. It will be needing it. I did as he asked, and went into his spare bedroom. I lay down on the bed and waited. 15 minutes later I was starting to feel a bit better, and the door rang. My ass hurt like hell, like it was still being whipped, and I wondered why, as the rest of me was sore, but no longer burning. I realized the dildo was still inside me, and wondered when he would take it out. I got up when the doorbell rang, suddenly scared. I straightened my back, fixed my hair back into it's tight bun, and straightened my very short skirt and apron with my hands. I answered the door, and two of Jake's friends walked in. They looked me up and down, grinned, and walked into the living room to see Jake sprawled on the sofa.

'Hey whats up Jake?' they asked, walking in the room. Jake got up and ran a hand through his hair.

'Nothing much.' He grinned.

'So this is her?' The shorter one asked.

'Yup. Do whatever you want with her. She'll do anything.'

'What's it's name?'

'Oh sorry, Sarah, this is Josh and Ryan. Josh and Ryan, meet Sarah.'

'H..hi..' I stammered.

'Sarah treat my guests with respect. They are of a much higher class than you are, and you will address them as sir or whatever they prefer.'

'Yes master. It's nice to meet you sirs.'

'Nice to meet you too Sarah', said the taller one. His eyes lingered on my dress. 'Like the outfit Jake.'

'Thanks. You guys hungry?'

'Yeah!'
'Starving!'

'Sarah, why don't you make something for the two kind gentlemen? What do you guys want?'

'I feel like chicken. You?'
'Yeah whatever, I don't really care.'

'I will make that for you right away sir.'

'It better be good.'

[wedgiereciever]

good keep it coming

[shogan977]

love it hope u make a couple[ more soon

[cherrygirl]

Oh I love it! Please more! I love the characters and the perspective! Please keep going! You be surprised! There's not enough stories with male doms and female slaves! Very good story!

[shogan977]

is the story dead? gonna suck if it is all the good stories get messed up and screwed over

[hotness]

Is their going to be more?

[slutpup]

Is this story dead?

[devildarer]

storys not dead u guys ive been on vacation
i'll post more soon but now i gotta get over this jetlag :/

[wedgiereciever]

yess cant wait for it

[fullofsecrets]

Yes more!! I cant wait this is so great!!!