[Fiction] Brother Dearest (Sibling Incest Fantasy Roleplay)

[Marquise]

This is actually a roleplay thread being acted out by me and Aros. In pink, it will be my character's (Abigail) perspective. In blue, it's his character's (Theo) perspective. I've tidied it up a bit to make it flow better and I'll be updating every so often.
That being said, I hope you all like it!

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I unlock the front door and stroll inside, happy to have gotten home after a long school day. The house is silent, with my parents being out to work and my brother away on college and only arriving later that day to spend the weekend home.

I rush upstairs to my room and change out of my dark green uniform and into a light pink summer dress and undo my ponytail, letting my curly long brown hair fall down my back. I'm about to text my friend when I hear a faint moan coming from the next room.

I freeze, scared at the thought of a intruder in my house. Gathering my courage, I take my phone and tip-toe to my brother's room.
"He might have arrived earlier", I think, trying to soothe myself. But ever since he moved away to college, he always get home late Friday night, never so early in the afternoon.

The door is closed but unlocked and I push it open slowly, peeking inside to check for a intruder. I hear another moan and my head snaps in its direction. It's coming from the adjacent bathroom. The bathroom door was left ajar and when I peek inside, instead of finding an intruder as I had feared, I find my brother, hand around his cock, sitting on the toilet and stroking himself. His eyes are closed and he doesn't notice me.

Thinking fast, I open my camera and snap a picture of him. It's too good of an opportunity to pass. Once it's done, I open fully the door, the noise causing his eyes to snap open, wide with horror of having been caught in such compromising position by me.

"Theo! What are you doing?", I exclaim with fake horror as I stand in the dooraway, arms crossed under my boobs, pushing them up and making them seem bigger.

The day ends faster than expected. Which's excellent news as I didn't want to have to drive home during rush hours.
Luckily, a teacher was absent today, earning me a free afternoon with the house all to myself. I plug in my earphones and start the drive home.

When I finally get to my family house, it's empty as expected. Abby should be in classes for at least the next few hours, and my parents are going to back late as usual. Since the start of the week, it has been impossible to find time for myself. In particular, to satisfy my libido. Which tends to show up often, especially when I'm sitting near girls in class. While I put up a serious and respectful facade, the truth is that I have a dirty mind. Especially when it comes to women's bodies.

But now, I don't need to worry about it, this afternoon will give some time to relax. Not wanting to waste a moment, I hurry to go to the bathroom. Checking my phone in search for some naughty content, I open my photo gallery, which luckily no one ever stumbled upon, as I keep it without password protection. "Note to self: fix that". I would hate for them to find the many pictures I've taken of my classmates, and even some of my own sister. It's only sexy summer clothes, swimsuits or nightwear, nothing seriously problematic. But still, I'd prefer it not to found.

I start to undress myself and stroke my cock softly as I look through my picture collection. As it starts to get hard on my hands, I change to a porn video, the earphones I still had in carrying the dirty sounds straight to my ear. I undress entirely, take down my pants and underwear, and sit on the toilet.
I continue to stroke my hard cock and start to think about the girl next to me in Chemistry classes, Emily. She has red hairs, brown eyes and a fit body. I've checked her cleavage once today. I didn't get any nipples, too bad.
But how they look like? The porn video starts to be more interesting... And I start to imagine seeing more of my classmate naked body. I picture myself touching her skin and sucking on her boobs.
For a moment, the pleasure was incredible, Emily in front of me, naked. The sound of the porn video of a girl masturbating herself acts as Emily's moan in my fantasy, and I find myself starting to moan. I try ot keep quiet, even being alone, I hate making loud noises. The girl moans even stronger in my ears. "Mmm, Emily rub this pussy for me". I start to increase the stroking speed, squeezing my jaw, taking my pleasure...

Suddenly, I feel a big air current and hear a voice, very familiar and dangerously close. Abigail stands in the bathroom doorway, looking at me with horror and asking what I was doing.

My first reaction is to take off earphones and act like my phone doesn't exist at all by intentionally putting in inside the sink with a awkward throw. My second instinct is to fastily grab my pants and put it above my cock to hide it.
"Fuck...I'm fucked... what can I say now. Let's try to keep calm", I tell myself. But it doesn't work at all, and when I speak, my voice is very shaky.
"What are you do-doing here?", I shoot back at her, avoiding answering her question, as it's too embarrassing to say that I was masturbating.

I look down at my feet, too embarrassed and fearful to look Abby in the face. My gaze starts towards my cock, to see if my pants cover it enough. But my hard cock can be seen poke through the fabric. But I'm paralyzed, waiting her reaction.
As the silence continues, my gaze moves to check my sister's face, but my eyes find themselves unable to move past her breasts. There were bigger than usual, being pushed upwards by her folded arms. I observe her breasts for a few seconds, which should make me look like a real pervert in her mind, and I squeeze my cock tighter.

This is when I realize I'm still grabbing my warm cock with my right hand, and, given the stress, I had unintentionally squeezed it harder, giving me a little pleasure in this such embarrassing situation. Much less than stroking of course, but still a little...

Then I finally move to see her face, to fight the gaze of my sister.
"Please Ab-Abi, can this... e-event staying between us?"

A wicked smile spread on my lips as the words leave his mouth. My gaze is fixed in his huge cock, his hand wrapped tightly around it. I had been so focused on taking a picture to use later that I hadn't stop to admire how good looking Theo was. I can feel his eyes on my chest and for a moment whether he was masturbating on the thought of me. Surprisingly, I find the idea to be exciting and feel a pool of warmth on my insides.

He raises an eyebrow, waiting for my response and I realize I've been quiet for too long. Regaining my composure, I show the screen of my phone to him, letting him see the photo I took.
"Can it stay between us? I guess that's up to you, Theo", I say, pursing my lips as he stares at the picture. "Don't even try to take my phone, it does automatic backup to the cloud." Its a lie, my phone doesn't do that, but that's not something he needs to know. "You could destroy my device but the picture is now forever mine. And, if you want me to keep it to myself.... you are going to be very nice and do as I say. Won't you?"

I'm starting to be afraid of her. Firstly, she took a long time to observe my cock, which in itself is very embarrassing. But now I know she has a picture of me and I don't really know what I should feel. I'm very horny and lost. It's not just a little voyeur pic... it shows so much of my naked body. I can't lie and minimize it, she has the upper hand right now.

I do not yet know what she expects from me, but I know that she can't show that picture to anyone. "Not everything is bad Theo, I'm going to have to do his chores for a while, nothing serious." But I don't really know what's in her mind, and her satisfying smile doesn't reassure me.

I try to focus on fixing what I can right now and manage to cover entirely my cock, so she stops looking at it.
"Abi, please, keep the pic for yourself. What do you want me to do? And if I do, will you delete the pic?" I can't bring myself to look her in the eye as I beg, hoping that she will listen to my pleas.

For the first time ever, I've the upper hand in this relationship. After years of him teasing me, making fun of me and simply humiliating me (in school, at home, when I was hanging out with my friends... it didn't matter, he always loved embarrassing me) I now had something he'd die for.
"Here's how this is gonna go, T. You will be my obedient slave for a month and then I'll delete it. Or I can just post it on instagram to all of your friends to see. I bet... what's her name again?" I try to recall the girl he's always talking about. "Emily! I bet Emily would love to see this pic."
I look him straight in the eyes, taking joy in holding his future in my hands. "You can start by kneeling in front of me and kissing my feet. Swear that you will be my slave and do as I say. Also, from now on, no more 'Abi', 'sis' or 'little one'. You'll call me 'My Queen' and adress me with respect. Understood?"

I'm stunned for a second.
"No way! Not Emily!" I'm exclaim as soon as I regain my voice.
Obedient, slave, kissing feet, now and naked... I see the real side of my sister now. She wants to humiliate me and take her revenge. And sadly, I'm not in a position to negotiate. I'm helpless, my only way to get out of this nightmare, was to please her.

"Alright, you win..., I will if you hold our promise too, just a month", I tell her, desperation and sadness flooding my expression. I keep my pants covering my cock, go on my knees.
"I swear ..to-to be Your slave this month, I will do what you say", I say with a little hesitation.
Then, I start to approach her feet to kiss them.
Fuck, I'm scared, what is demon's gonna make me do next?

As he kneels in front of me and bow to kiss my feet, I can feel my panties getting wet. "Stop", I tell myself. "He's Theo... My brother! I'm just getting my revenge. This is not sexual." But even as I think that, I know I'm lying to myself. I can feel my fluid leaking onto my panties, which only intensifies when his lips brush my skin, causing me to shiver.

"Perfect", I say with a giggle. "Now, slave, you will do my chores. You can start with the laundry. Mom had told me to have it done by the time she got home, but now it's your problem." I pivot on my heels, heading out of the bathroom, then I turn back and add, almost as a second thought. "And since you enjoy being home naked, you'll do the washing in the way you are." I tell him as the pull the pants out of his hands. "Don't worry, Mom and Dad always call when they are almost home. I'll let you know when they ring."

I leave him there in the bathroom, stopping at the doorway of his room to remove my soaked panties and leave them there for him to find. "Might as well start the washing with those", I think, before rushing to my own room. Once there, I lock the door, making sure to not commit the same mistake as he did and jump on the bed. I bring his pants to my nose, inhaling his masculine scent. They are still wet from his pre-cum and I find myself wanting to hump against it.

My pink dress fall to the floor in a swift move and I bring his fabric to my folds, rubbing myself on the wet patch. It feels exhilarating. Wrong and exciting. I hump faster, the rough denim brushing against my clit in just the way. I partially hope he can hear me. There's nothing he can do about it, the photo makes sure that I'm in control. "The photo...", I remember and pick up my phone, opening the gallery and zooming into his cock. "Damn, his head is so huge. I can imagine the stretch it would give me." The though of him laying in bed, tied up to the headpost while I fuck him is enough to drive me over the edge and I find myself cumming in a record time, my juices mingling with his own.

I unlock the door just a bit, throw the pants to the hallway and scream. "Extra laundry up here!", before slamming the door shut once more and getting a tissue to clean myself. I can already tell I'll be having a lot of fun with Theo. More fun than we ever had before.

She leaves me naked and with her chores to do. My horny mind come back immediately and my cock was still hard. But I have to focus on her chores first then, I will make this cock cum so hard that it'll make up for the interruption.

The fact that she caught me, that she saw me naked, that she now controls me... It starts to arouse me a lot, making me even hornier. Will she include her friends? Have I to do all her chores nude? And mines? And what if I have to washing the car, mowing the lawn, hang out the washing outdoor or at window, cleaning her bedroom, in front of her naked, and probably with a hard cock. I'm standing in the bathroom, stroking my cock again and imagining all these scenes...

Fuck, stop dude. End the chores first, before our parents come back. Then go cum and think of something else.

As I head out of my room I find her panties on the ground, soaked. My sister is pantieless now... wearing nothing under her dress. A fact that does not help me to calm my horny mind. I pick it up, and gather the rest of the dirty clothes to star the washing.

My cock stay hard during the whole time. I feels so naughty and free to do it naked. I want to stroke, to touch and rub it. But I don't want. The fear of getting caught with my dripping cock is too big for me to attempt such thing. Even if I'm horny. I don't want Abby to notice that I'm aroused to do chores naked. Well, it will be difficult to hide it if she comes down stairs as my dick is such hard thing that it's impossible not to notice.

"Extra laundry up here!", she yells from her room.

"Ah, what do she wants again."
I climb up the stairs and there, in front of her bedroom, I find my pants, completely soaked. Is too much for my mind.
The thought of my sister cumming from seeing (and now owning me) naked. She is so naughty... What she gonna do with me? Questions come flowing through my mind again.
I want to explode. I'm naked, standing in front of my sister's bedroom door. And yet, I start to stroke softly, and breathe the minimum as I can as to not make much noise.
I take my pants and use to deposit my semens, each stroke faster and faster and filling more of my pants.

Will Abby ask me to stroke in front of her? Will she ask me to take or pose for other nudes? "Why I am such horny. Sister... you scare me, and you arouse me..." My cock blows into my soaked pants. Then, I calm down, continuing to stroke a bit to take the last instants of pleasure, but once it's done and my hornyess is gone, I start to regret my actions. "Fuck... what I do."

I hear him outside. Heavy breathing and panting that can only mean one thing. "Maybe I'm not the only depraved one in this house", I think.
The rest of the afternoon goes by eventless. I hear him around the house, but I ignore it. The thought of having him agonizing over what I'll do next arouses me so much that I can barely focus on my homework.
Around five, Mom texts saying that she and Dad are headed home and, after making sure I'm presentable, I open the door. "Slaveeee", I scream, dragging the 'e' in a sing song, "Mom and Dad are coming. You better have finished the laundry!"

My afternoon was calm after I cummed. I placed all the laundry in the machine and turned it on before heading back to my room, to do my homework and try to not think about all this naughty story. I end up disobeying my sister and put underpants as soon as I get to my bedroom. More to keep me from touching my cock than anything else.

A little before five o'clock the machine was finished. I take off my underpants and leave my room to hang up the laundry, naked, just in case she decided to check on me. She doesn't. I'm almost done when I hear my sister, telling me that the parents are coming back.
"Nearly finished...", I scream back, not caring to add 'My queen' as she wants to me.

I go back to my bedroom and put on some decent clothes. The chore was done and my parents are soon arriving home. I think about avoiding my sister the rest of the day, hoping that she will forget about all of this by tomorrow. But the closer I get to her bedroom, the more obviousily my hard cock becomes. And this is when I realize that this game is far from over.

[sexyseniorctzn]

Keep it cumming. Roleplay is a lot of fun when you have a good partner to keep things going. You two do well together. Have fun, but please share it with us some more.

[Marquise]

I storm out of my bedroom to find Theo in front of it and shove him hard on the chest causing him to stumble backwards.

"What part of the rules you didn't understand?" I reprimand as he regains his balance. "What did I tell you about how I should be addressed?"

He opens his mouth to answer but I don't give him a chance. "Here's the thing, slave, you disrespected me. And you should think twice before disrespecting the one person standing between you and complete social suicide. Or what do you think it will happen when I post your picture. Oh, right, you don't think. That's your problem."

The more I talk the more agitated he becomes, which only makes me want to be meaner. I step forward, getting dangerously close to him. He smells of cum and soap, a weird but pleasent combination.

"I want you to get a marker and write 'Sister's slave' on your chest. Send me a picture. You know the consequences of what happens if you don't."

And just as I finish issuing my new order, the front door is pulled open and Dad announces his arrival. "Kids, we're home."

I shoot an urgent glance at Theo. "So what will it be? Should I start with showing them what you are up to?"

"Abby? Theo?", Mom asks from downstairs and without waiting for my brother's response I skip downstairs, running to wrap my arms around my parents in a thigh hug.

"I'm so glad you guys got home! I have so many things to share!"

As soon as I get near her bedroom door, she storms out and shove me hard on my chest, causing me to stumble backwards and try to hide my erected cock. As she threatens to ruin my life because I forgot to call her "Queen", I'm left with no choice but to obey.

While she distracts our parents, I go to my bedroom and try to calm down, but it's impossible. I'm way too aroused for having been reprimanded naked, by my own sister.

I plan to do her order quickly. So then, I can go into the shower to take off the writing. I take a blue marker and follow Abby's order. I don't want to make an error, nor mess the bodywriting, as to not give Abby's an excuse to punish me even more, so I take my time to write it on my chest properly. Then, I sit on my bed and take a picture of my chest. Still entirely naked, I use this opportunity to caress myself a little.

It's so naughty, I have never taken a nude selfie before. I take a look at the pic. "It's nice." We can see most of my abs, the bodywriting, a bit of my pubic hair and a part of one thigh and buttocks sitting on the bed. I don't dare to put my cock on the pic, cause she didn't ask me. I hope it will be ok.

Then I send to her the pic, with the message "I'm sorry my Queen, for my lack of respect. Please accept my apology." It's so humiliating. For some seconds, as I click on send button, I have the impression to be entirely owned by my sister.

"The day is over, now that parents are at home, and I'm safe", I think. I breathe a long sigh and take my underpants. I hope that Abby is still with our parents, because I have to use the bathroom, and I don't want her near. I open carefully my door, being discreet as I rush to the bathroom to clean the bodywriting and take a long shower.

Theo rushes to his room as I stall our parents. I'm not evil enough to want them to see him naked in the staircase. After making small talk and telling them about my day, hiding the fact that I had caught my naked brother masturbating, I make my way back to my bedroom, where a unread text from Theo waits for me.
I open the picture to find that he did just as told, and, given the noise of running water, he must be washing it off right now. Hopefully, the ink won't go away so easily, but even if it does, now I got more blackmail material and photo evidence is all that really matters.

Taking advantage of the fact that he's showering I creep into his empty room, wondering what else I can find to keep him as my slave. "Maybe he has nudes photos of himself in his phone, I could use some more of those".

With this is mind, I step carefully to not make much noise nor to disturb his things and fiddle with his phone until it unlocks. I roll my eyes, he really should stop using the same password he use when he was seven.

I open the gallery and... "Jackpot", I whisper. I almost don't believe my eyes. A full collection of photos of girls in bikinis, zoomed in on their boobs and butts, likely screenshotted from theirs respective Instagram. I see a flaming red head that I assume to be his precious Emily and a few other girls I have seen him tagged in photos with. But then I see one of a night gown I recognize very well. "That's me!"

Realization hits me and take a photo of his phone, making sure to catch his distinctive phone case in the picture, as to have no doubt to who that nasty collection belongs to. I hear the shower being turned off and, a bit disturbed from my discovery, rush out of the room. "Does he find me sexy? He couldn't, could he?" Because the truth was that I had always thought of him as being super hot. If the feeling was mutual... "No, Abby, don't go there quite yet."

"Hey, Mom", I shout as I go back to the living room. "Wanna me to help with the dinner?" Cooking would be a great away to avoid thinking about Theo and my (and his) feelings. Expect he could maybe join me in the kitchen... I certaintily can think of some dares for him to complete while I make dinner...

"Sure, darling. But you don't need to, especially as you have already done the laundry like I asked", Mom replies, kissing my forehead and patting my hair. "Someone is al helpful today... What crazy expensive thing will you be asking for?" She jokes, referencing the fact that I only volunteer to help around the house when I want them to buy me something new.

"Nothing, maybe I just want do some favors for you. You know, be a good daughter and all that."

She laughs and we keep up with a cheerful banter until I see Theo at the top of the stairs. "Hey, I'm about to start cooking. Join me." To the casual observer, it might have sounded like a suggestion or an invitation, but he knows better than that. It was an order. And he already knew the consequences of not following them.

I manage to reach the bathroom without problem. I take off my underpants, start running the water and go under the shower. In order to erase my new title from my chest, I put soap all over it and use the washcloth to wash it. But the marker is very difficult to take off. I rub as much as I can, but nothing helps.

The result is not so good, my skin burns raw, red from the friction, and "sister's slave" still in place. I start to take care of the other part of my body, then come back and try to erase the writing again... but impossible. It doesn't work at all. I sigh and stop the shower, grabbing a towel and putting it around my chest. I get out, heading to my bedroom.

"Maybe Google can suggest a solution for me", I decide and pull up my phone to do a quick search. "Mmm. Here! Alcohol. It looks like a good solution. I might find some in the kitchen, I just need that and some tissue."

Still with my hair wat, I take a t-shirt and a short pants and go down the stairs to reach the kitchen, but find my sister instead. "Hey, I'm about to start cooking. Join me."
"Ah sure, my sister, to who I can't say no to." She looks more friendly this time, and since our parents are near, I suppose there's nothing to fear.

"Of course, I'm coming," I tell her.

Well, low chance to get alcohol right now to take off the writing. I will take care of this issue when everyone goes sleep tonight.

He follows me into the kitchen, still wet from the shower.

"What do you need me to do?", he asks, before realizing his mistake and correcting himself. "Err.. I mean... what do you need me to do, My Queen?"

I smile, pleased with him. He was starting to learn the new rules. "You can start chopping the vegetables, and I prepare the meat."

He nods and open the refrigerator to retrieve the items we will be using as I pick up the knives and cutting boards. We start to work side by side, he washing potatoes, carrots, onions and tomatoes while I chose which spices and herbs I will be using to season. Despite his task, I notice him stealing glances at my cleavage, which, in any other day, would have caused me to blush. "Today he will be the one doing the blushing."

Reaching for the meat hammer, I start the process of tenderizing the beef. "Do you wanna change?", I prop Theo. "I know you love beating some beat."

He quickly glances to the kitchen door, towards the living room. "Can we not do this right now?", he pleads and I clear my throat. "... My Queen. Our parents are right there."

I sigh. "We do this when I decide so. And I choose to do it now", I bring down the hammer full strength on the meat and the whole counter shakes a little. "Got it?"

"Yes, My Queen", he replies.

"Good. Now put a pot on the stove with some oil so I can start cooking", I order, waving him away. He drops his knife and goes do as I told. I wait the oil to heat up before dropping the beef inside and watch as it start searing.

"You know, if you like my body so much, you can just take a picture, they last longer", I say, after the tenth he glaces my way to stare at my body. Heat creeps into his cheeks and I laugh. "Oh, forget it. You already have the photos. I guess you just prefer to look at the real thing, don't you?"

"Ab-- My Queen, I can explain..."

"No", I walk up to him and snatch the carrot he is cutting from his hands. "No more explaining", I bite off the thin end of the carrot before handing it back to him. "Two choices: you can either shove this up your ass for the rest of the night or", I pause, grabbing the black pepper powder I had been handling earlier, "you can rub this on your balls. I really hope you pick the second, as it might help with your not so little problem", I add, gesticulating to his obvious erection. "So, slave, what's going to be? Either way, I want photo proof", I shrug, "got tired of being your unwilling model, now it's your time to go in front of the camera's."

"Not now... please! If you want some proof, I'll show you later, my Queen, when parents..."

She erases her smile and says with a serious voice. "Slave, don't dare to answer me anymore. Now you are going to take off your pants." I hesitate, and look behind me at the door, expressing the risk of getting caught by the parents. But she adds, still very seriously and looking at her phone. "Don't make me repeat myself." Then she turns back to return the piece of beef to the stove.

I'm scared and excited. I am trying to find any way to sort this out, but there is no option except to obey. She turns to me one more time. And I make the decision to do it and take my pants off entirely. "It's so humiliating to get naked in front of her."

"Good" she pushes my pants off with her feet. "On your back now, show me your ass and your cock." She stares intently into my eyes as if she looking for a trace of insubordination or hesitation.

I was hesitating, but I force myself to please her, and lean back on the floor, spread a little my legs, and bring my knee closer so my cock and ass are exposed to her.

She uses her feet, pushing my legs to spread them even more. "My slave needs some stretching."

It's so embarrassing and shameful to be in this position. The sight of me like this draws an evil smile on her face. "Finally, I want to see the carrot in ur ass. I'm giving you 30 seconds to stick that in your as. If after this time, the carrot isn't in, I will guess you prefer the pepper choice," she says after taking a look into my asshole. Then, she turns around to take care of the beef and reduce the heat. During this time, I'm doing my best to put the carrot inside me, but my hole is very tight and resists the intrusion.

She turns back, looks at me, and uses her phone. I'm guessing she is taking pictures but I don't really know. Then, she approaches me with an evil smile, as if I had failed a task, and she is enjoying it.

The pain was slowing down too much my progress. "It's too hard, my queen, 30 seconds only..."

"Tsk, what did I just say before? Shut up slave,” she takes my hand away from the carrot, squats down, and puts her knee against the carrot to push it deeper inside. The carrot was not too big, but I have never used my asshole. So when she pushes the carrot, it forces roughly my tight asshole. I feel the vegetable progressing in my ass, making my hole sore. "Slave, your time is up. Rub those peppers on your balls", she says grinning.

I look at her with a desperate gaze, hoping for compassion .But her only reaction is to wait for my decision. I hesitate, still too focused on the pain in my ass to think of anything else.

She looks at the top of my hard cock and raises her eyebrows as if I was defying her. Then, she sighs. "You don't want to rub? Fine, I'll do it myself. Just know that you have disappointed me, slave, and you deserve to be punished."

She starts spreading peppers on my hard head cock. That's very unpleasant, as a slight burning feeling begin. Then, with an evil smile, she presents me with a black peppercorn and puts it on my T-shirt. "Put that in your cock, slave"

"No? In my..? What do you mean?"

She answers me by pushing more the carrot in my ass with her knee. "Stupid slave, dare to answer me once again, and that carrot and peppercorn will go so deep into your body than you can't even imagine."

My asshole was already sore, and now, I feel the carrot even deeper inside. It feels like it's ripped apart. After such threat, I obey and try to slowly insert this black peppercorn into my urethra. Abby rises up and places a foot on my balls with a large smile. "Deeper," she commands.

As soon as I feel the pain of her pressure and pepper on my balls, I tighten my jaws and push the little balls of pepper deeper into my urethra. I had never put anything in my urethra either, and the peppercorn inside brings me a mix of horrible pain and pleasure.

"Stroke your cock, I'm sure you're just waiting for that," Abby says with such a satisfied smile.

It's true. I guess the view of my erected cock can't fool her. I see her bite her lip, and put one hand in her pants, while the second is still holding her phone.

I start stroking, and she slowly releases my balls from her feet, walks over to me, and begins to pull the hem of my t-shirt up to see if the body writing is still there. She uses the hand that she had slid down her panties, and she leaves a wet patch on my t-shirt.

"Open your slave mouth, and keep this until I give you permission to stop", she adds, then fully pulls my t-shirt off, revealing the body writing, and places a part of the hem in my mouth. I feel immediately a good taste, as her wet hand has soaked it.

I'm so excited, it's at such a new level of naughtiness and humiliation. The pleasure of stroking quickly increases as I watch her stripping my chest, using her phone, and putting back her hand down her pants.

"You look very good like that, too bad for you that you did not manage to erase the bodywriting." She puts her feet back on my balls and starts to squeeze them again. "Enjoy, slave, aim for your chest, and don't mess up the ground, or you will lick it." She slowly increases the pressure and directs my cock towards my own chest with the tops of her foot.

I lose myself in pleasure. The closer I'm to the edge, the more Abby squeezes my balls with her foot. I moan once... and cum all over my stomach. For a short while, it's a delicious explosion. Shame, pleasure, and pain made an incredible aphrodisiac mixture.

But soon, reality comes rushing back to me. From the first load on my stomach, I start to felt very ashamed. And the pleasure begins to disappear. I realize that Abby is still squeezing my balls, and I feel more and more the pain of the pepper on my balls, head of the cock, and urethra. I'm still stroking, slower, hoping to have some last delight, but each stroke is vain.

A second load came and gives me only frustration, the pain becoming more and more dominant. A third and last little load comes out, but this one is a flow of pure pain and shame, letting my cock dripping and very sore.

I'm sure Abby watched the whole ejaculation without missing any detail.
But, for now, I'm looking with stupor at how this orgasm ended so badly for me.

I caught it all on tape, my camera filming every second of his release. Having him under my feet gives me a rush of adrenaline, a feeling of power like I have never felt before. And that feeling goes straight to my pussy. It was possible the hottest thing I had ever seen. And although all I want to do is touch myself until I cum, I still have a dinner to prepare. I put the phone away and go finish the meal while he gets up from the floor and rushes to clean his chest.

"It's ready!", I announce as I give the final touch of the beef and vegetables.

Theo emerges from the bathroom, looking flushed and embarrassed and he looks away when I smile at him. I sit in front of him, at my Mom's side, like I usually do.

"It smells amazing, sweetie", Dad compliments as I serve him a piece.

"Thanks. But I can't take all the credit, Theo really helped," I say. "He is really good with the carrots", I add, throwing my brother a wink. He blushes even harder and set his fixed on the empty dish in front of him.

We eat as Dad talks about an annoying client in his work and Mom enthusiastically speak about the fair opening tomorrow, that we had planned to attend as a family.

"Do I have to go?", I ask, not wanting to spend most of the day walking around between different market stalls selling organic lettuce or whatever. I'd much rather go to the pool party at Brian's house. He was a bit older than me, already on college, and whenver he came home in the weekends, he threw the best parties. I had always wnated to go, and this time, when i actually got invited to, Mom decided that I couldn't.

She sighs. "Abby, it's a family event. And I know the only reason you want to skip is to go to that boy's party."

Theo's eyes goes wide. "Which boy?"

"None of your business, T", I reply.

"Brian Robberts", my Mom chimes in. My brother cocks his head, curious as to why I'd be associating with Brian. He had a bad reputation around town. "I bet they will be drinking. I don't want you to go to an unsupervised party."

I'm about to say it's unfair, that all my friends would be going, when a idea hits me. "What if Theo went with me? To keep an eye on me. I could have fun with my friends, but there would be someone there to ensure things don't get out of control." I pout my lips, pleading to my parents. "Pretty please!"

My Dad sigh, relenting. "I knew you wanted something out of this dinner", he says with a smile. "As long as Theo is willing to go with you, I guess you can go. But, no drinking. And don't talk with older guys, stay with your friends."

"Yes!", I cheer. "Theo will love to go, he and Brian were classmates, right? Besides, he loves a good pool party."

I look at my brother and he nods. "Yeah, I was planning on going on my own anyways. I can keep an eye on my que--", he coughs, "my sister."