My Brother Get’s What’s Cumming to Him
“Why are you doing this?? What are you going to do with those pictures?” My brother asked nervously.
“Well, I’ve set a mass text to go out to everyone in school in 2 hours with all those pics in it. If you don’t do exactly as I say, or you fight me, I’ll send the pics. If you take so long fighting what I want that it takes longer than 2 hours, the pics will automatically go out. So, if you’re smart, you’ll do as I say.”
“Ok Little Sis,” he said, resigned to his fate. I laughed.
“Call me Mistress,” I told him in a serious voice.
“Yes Mistress,” he said, his voice low. I went back to my closet, first stripping down to nothing but my underwear, then pulling out my brand new strap on. My boyfriend wouldn’t let me use it on him, but my brother wouldn’t have a choice. I strapped it on then turned around, watching with glee as my brother’s eyes grew wide in apprehension.
I walked over to him and put my plastic cock in his face.
“Suck this,” I told him simply.
“Jeez Sis, no,” he turned his head the other way. I grabbed the ruler off of my night stand and gave him a swift smack on the balls with it. He groaned loudly.
“Firstly, I told you to call me Mistress, and secondly, do I need to send those pics to everyone?” I laughed as he scrunched his face, turning his head and slowly wrapping his lips around the head of my shiny purple plastic cock.
“That’s right, suck my cock. Suck it like you mean it,” I told him.
Thrusting my hips and pushing more of my cock into his mouth. “Look up at me, I want to see your eyes while your mouth is wrapped around my dick,” I laughed. He looked up at me and his face was bright red with embarrassment, but his cock was still rock hard, and the head was now leaking precum all over his smooth belly. I watched him suck my cock for a few minutes, and he got so into it. I pulled it from his mouth and told him to roll over onto his stomach. He did so without much hesitation, but without a word.
“Now, get on your knees and stick that nice, tight little ass of yours in the air.” He did, and before he knew what was happening, I’d taken a few more pics of him, this time of his little white ass. I put my phone down, and got on my knees on the bed behind him, pressing the head of my cock against his tight little virgin asshole.
“What was that? Litt-Mistress, what are you doing?” He asked nervously, pulling his hips away from the plastic against his asshole. I popped open my bottle of lube, and lathered my cock in it, before grabbing your hips and pulling him back to me, pressing the tip of my cock against his asshole again.
TO BE CONTINUED….
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