Author: Mythos Title: Origin (Panties) Part: 2 of 8 Universe: Lily Version: 2 Date: Jun 18, 2017 Word Count: 2900 Keywords: fsolo, inc, voy, humil Summary: Evelyn forces Lily to watch as she enjoys herself. This story is part of the Lily series. Visit /~Mythos/ for the full story. Please provide any feedback to mythos@nym.hush.com. I especially appreciate constructive criticism. ________________________________________________________________ Origin Part 2 (Panties) by Mythos Evelyn woke Lily the next morning by yanking her out of bed by the ear. "Get up," she growled. "Go make breakfast, pervert. I want scrambled eggs and toast by the time I'm out of the shower." She pushed Lily toward the door. In the kitchen, Lily pulled ingredients from the fridge. It felt strange to be there in just her sleeping T-shirt and panties, but Evelyn hadn't given her a chance to change. After an extra long shower, Evelyn came out with a towel about her chest and another wound through her hair. She sat at the kitchen table just as Lily put two plates of breakfast down. Lily sat across from her and started to eat. "What do you think you're doing?" asked Evelyn. "Did I say you could eat?" Lily dropped her fork and slouched. Evelyn brought a forkful of eggs to her mouth, then paused. "Go get ready for school. I don't want to look at a sick pervert while I eat." Lily shuffled to her room. After she finished showering and dressing, Evelyn walked in. "Go clean up the dishes." Lily hurried back and cleaned. She shoveled as much scrambled egg into her mouth as she could before cleaning her plate. Evelyn waited by the door. It surprised Lily that Evelyn still walked her to school. Lily figured Evelyn wouldn't want to be near her. Half way there, Evelyn asked, "Who's that boy you were always going on about?" "Who?" "You know the one. You wouldn't shut up about him a while ago." "Kevin." "Right. Do you still have a thing for him?" "No." "Hmm," said Evelyn. "I was just wondering how he might react if he found out what you are." Lily faced her, eyes pleading. "Why do you care?" asked Evelyn. "You said you don't have a thing for him." "Please, don't. He'll tell everyone." "You told me he was your friend." "Not anymore." "Why not?" Lily hesitated. "Tell me," insisted Evelyn. "The other girls told him rumors about me so he'd stop talking to me." "Well, aren't they a bunch of bitches. What kind of rumors?" "They told people that the janitor caught me rubbing myself in the girl's bathroom. And that I sucked off Brian Wilkinson behind the quad building." "Did you?" "No." "What did you do about it?" "Nothing." "Nothing? You could have spread your own rumors about them. You could have told Kevin it wasn't true. You could have spread a rumor about Brian saying he made it up." "But that would be mean." "Are you and Brian friends? Who is he?" "He a fat kid who hangs out in the computer lab all the time. He smells." Evelyn shrugged. "So? Then who cares?" "I don't want to hurt him." "Fine, then don't. Why don't you just tell Kevin the truth then?" "He wouldn't believe me." "Why not?" "No one ever believes me." Evelyn shook her head. "I can't believe you're my sister." They walked farther. Near school, Evelyn turned to Lily. "You know what you should do? Get Kevin alone and offer to fuck him. No questions asked. No commitment." Lily stared in horror. "He would tell everyone!" "So? You're already an outcast, aren't you?" "Yeah, but--" "Then what have you got to lose? He'd probably do it too. _That_ would get back at those girls. They spread those rumors because they don't want him interested in you." "It wouldn't work. Why would he?" "Because he's a guy. He will." "But he hangs out with the popular girls. Why would he... want this?" Lily gestured at herself. Evelyn scrutinized her. "He'd do it. You're prettier than you think." Despite herself, Lily blushed. "But clean yourself up first," Evelyn said. "You've got the grooming habits of a preschooler." They walked farther. "Maybe I should order you to offer yourself to him?" Evelyn said. "Would you do it?" "Why?" "For fun." "Would you forgive me for last night if I did?" "No. It would just amuse me." A long pause. "Then, yeah. I would." Though she'd hate to. It would backfire and she'd become more of an outcast. Kevin would never sleep with her, but even if Evelyn wouldn't forgive her, making her happy might pave the way. "Do you want me to?" Evelyn mulled it over. "No. You'd just chicken out anyway. Have you even had sex?" "...No." Evelyn snorted. "Thought so. Here we are." They'd reached Lily's school. "Go. Get your sick butt into class. Come straight home after school. I'll have a lot of work for you to do." Lily nodded. "Okay." Evelyn walk off. When she had bossed Lily around this morning, Lily was sure her anger hadn't subsided at all, but this conversation was more talking than she and Evelyn had ever done on their walk. Was she calming down? Would a week from now see everything back to the way it was? That would be nice. One week of Evelyn bossing her around more than usual, then that's it. Maybe in time she'd even be allowed back into Evelyn's room. Besides, if it meant Evelyn would focus more time on Lily, it might not be that bad. She hoped so. # Wednesday night was a stream of constant chores for Lily. The moment Evelyn came home from school, she made Lily prepare a full dinner by herself, then wait on Evelyn as she ate, refilling her drink and such. Only then was Lily allowed to eat. Then came a procession of whatever chores Evelyn could think up: dishes, laundry, cleaning, making Evelyn's bed, mopping the kitchen, picking up Evelyn's room (with Evelyn directing where everything was to go). Whenever Evelyn though Lily was slowing down, she'd throw something at her and make threats. Late that evening, Lily had to paint Evelyn's toenails while Evelyn chatted on the phone. Afterward, Evelyn counted four imperfections that Lily considered microscopic. She rolled up a notebook and swatted Lily's butt sixteen times--four mistakes by four mistakes. Thursday night, Evelyn didn't come home until five because of rugby practice, but Lily had to start dinner right away in order to have it on the table when she did arrive. While Evelyn ate, Lily had to massage Evelyn's aching feet and calfs. After dinner, the routine was much the same, only today Evelyn had a measuring ruler. Any time Lily messed up or slowed, Evelyn would swat her on the rump or the knuckles like a disciplining teacher. Sometimes she'd swat her just for fun. For two days, Evelyn bossed her around however she could. It left so little time to Lily for herself that each night she had to stay up after bedtime to finish homework. This was Lily's punishment, but she found herself enjoying it. Both days Evelyn had come straight home to boss Lily around instead of enjoying her social life. They were spending more time together than they had in months. To Lily, it became a game. How perfect of a job could she do so that even Evelyn was satisfied? Even the punishments weren't that bad, and she could tell Evelyn enjoyed them, given how Evelyn used any excuse at all to do so. Not once did Lily complain. Bit by bit, she would work her way back into her sister's good graces. Or maybe... maybe Evelyn would boss her around forever, always devising new ways to harass her. Would it be so bad? On Friday night, Evelyn had gone back to her usual ways and spent the evening at a party, much to Lily's disappointment. Lily sat in the living room doing her homework. Ordinarily she wouldn't on a Friday, but she hoped Evelyn might keep her too busy this weekend to have any other time. Hours passed. Night settled. After finishing, she watched television, though she kept one eye out the window. Long after night came, a car stopped along side the street outside the apartment. At first Lily figured it was a neighbor, but it was Colin--Evelyn's boyfriend. Evelyn was in the passenger seat. She and Colin were yelling. Getting out, she slammed the door and marched toward the apartment. Her high heels clicked on the sidewalk stairs. Colin hurried after her. "Evelyn, wait. Don't be like this." Evelyn ignored him. "I said I'm sorry." She was still silent. He yelled. "God damnit, Eve. Every time. You're the one who should be apologizing to me." Evelyn unlocked the front door. "You know what?" he said. "Fuck this. We're done. I'm tired of your shit." Evelyn slammed the door. Lily hurried back to the couch. From outside, Colin yelled, "Fucking tease," then got in his car and sped off. Evelyn climbed to their apartment's floor and entered. Lily pretended to be watching television as Evelyn yanked off her high heels. She wore different clothes from this morning. Her skirt was short. Her tanktop showed too much cleavage to meet school dress code. She also wore makeup. Evelyn shooed Lily off the couch and sprawled over it. Lily got a whiff of alcohol. "Fuck men," Evelyn said. "What happened?" "That asshole lost his shit just because I was talking with somebody else today." She watched television with Lily for a while. "Change it." It didn't matter that Lily had watched most of a movie and it was almost over. She flipped through channels immediately. "They're all the same," Evelyn said. "They all expect you to become this chaste little nun while they go on flirting and teasing. It's like they think they're better than me. They don't get it though. I'm not that girl. If they want me, they can fight for me. I'm not going to limit myself. If I meet someone else who turns me on more, then I'm going with them. If you got a problem with that, you can either impress me more or get used to company. Stop." Lily stopped surfing. They watched. "I'll never be in a relationship where I commit. They just can't seem to handle that. They think that because I tolerate them calling me their girlfriend, that I'm suddenly going to put on blinders and look only at them. They think I'm their property. Continue." Channel flipping resumed. Lily dared to ask a question. "So did you break up?" Evelyn shrugged. "No. He just thinks we did. I'll get him back if I want. I might as well own him. Stop." Lily stopped on a cooking channel. Not what she'd watch, but it was Evelyn's choice. Evelyn poked Lily with her foot. "You know who I _do_ own?" Lily looked at her. The way Evelyn was sprawled, her pantie-clad crotch pointed right at Lily. Her skirt had ridden up her thighs. "Me?" asked Lily. "That's right. You do everything I say whenever I say it. If you don't, I'll destroy your life. Isn't that right?" "Yeah." Lily kept glancing at Evelyn's crotch. "I can do anything I want to you, and you'll go along with it. Continue." Lily's attention turned back to the screen. Channels flew by. "I don't even need to know your dirty little secret to own you," Evelyn said. "I could have just spread a rumor anyway. I guess your secret works better though since you'll know it's true." Lily wanted to protest that it wasn't, but knew better. She kept her eyes on the screen. "But that doesn't matter, does it? These past couple days, I've treated you like dogshit, and you love it. You _crave_ it, don't you? I don't even need a secret to control you. You'd do it anyway." This time Lily did turn to disagree. Her words caught. Evelyn was casually rubbing the crotch of her panties. Her eyes were on the television. "I could probably tell the whole world what you are, and you'd still obey my every command. Look at you. You can't even take your eyes away." Lily snapped her eyes back to the television. She was still flipping through channels. "No. Go ahead," said Evelyn. "It's what you want, isn't it? Stop changing the channel. If you want to look, do it." The television stopped on a commercial. Her cheeks burned, but she didn't turn. "Look," Evelyn said. Slowly, Lily turned her gaze back to Evelyn's crotch. Evelyn smiled. Her eyes were still on the television as she rubbed herself. She lifted her hips and pulled her panties down. One leg, then the other, she took them off and rubbed her bare pussy, faster now. Her breathing shallowed. She never stopped watching the commercial. The hair around her pussy was still strange to Lily, pitch black against milk skin. As she rubbed, her slit glistened. Beneath her pussy was the pink, puckered hole of her ass, circled by a dainty ring of black fur. It kept clenching, as though winking at Lily. "Do you like what you see?" asked Evelyn. Lily didn't want to answer. She did want to stare, but only because of the novelty of seeing her sister like this. Evelyn tossed her panties at Lily. "Take them." Lily held them up. "You want to sniff them, don't you? Do it." Lily looked at them. Crusty discharge covered the gusset. It's aroma already reached Lily. It was stronger than anything her own pussy could produce. "I said sniff it." Evelyn's eyes locked on her. Reluctantly, Ling put it to her nose and breathed in. Her heart raced. Evelyn's legs flexed. Her butt lifted from the couch. Her fingers alternated rubbing her clit to plunging into her snatch. "Keep doing it," Evelyn breathed. Lily did so. Her cheeks burned in humiliation. Her eyes were locked on Evelyn's drooling pussy. Whimpers escaped Evelyn's lips. Her body shook as though electric jolts shot through her. "You want to diddle yourself right now," said Evelyn. "Don't you?" Lily burning cheeks intensified. Taking what Evelyn said as an order, she reached between her own legs. "_Don't_," snapped Evelyn. "I don't want to watch my perverted sister play with herself. I'm not sick like you. Do it on your own time." She breathed heavily. "Keep sniffing the panties." Lily resumed smelling. Evelyn moaned. Her blazing eyes locked onto Lily. "Lick it! Lick my panties now! Do it!" Lily ran her tongue along the gusset. Her mouth filled with her sister's pungent flavor. She tried not to screw up her face. Evelyn screamed. "Keep doing it! Lick them! Keep... Going. Oh God." She thrashed. Her back arched. She groaned as her hand violently worked her pussy. Lily kept licking. Finally, Evelyn collapsed. Her hand slowed to a casual tease. Her eyes were closed. Lily licked the gussets in slow motion, hoping Evelyn would soon call her off. Evelyn's eyes slitted. "Stop. You. Go to bed." Lily got up. "You can keep the panties for now," said Evelyn. "Do whatever your perverted mind wants with them, but make sure you give them back to me clean. Now go." Later, Lily lay in bed. Every scene of that encounter kept replaying in her mind. Her sister had masturbated in front of her. Just days ago, she'd grown furious at her for watching. Why? Was it a humiliation game? A power play? Or was it some kind of reward? She did give Lily her panties as though permission to use them. But she constantly said how disgusting Lily was for being a pervert. Was this going to become a regular occurrence? Lily wasn't sure how she felt about that. On one hand, it had been humiliating beyond belief. On the other hand... Well, she didn't know how she felt. Evelyn had enjoyed herself. Lily had helped... in a way. Humiliating herself like that had helped Evelyn to get off. That was something. And admittedly, it had been exciting in its own way. Arousing though? Certainly not. That would be sick, like Evelyn had said. They were sisters. She closed her eyes and imagined someone else in the roll. If Kevin made her sniff his underpants, would she? She held the image in her head as she reached into her panties and rubbed her pussy. A minute later she gave up. For one, she didn't even know what a male's underpants would smell like. Bad, probably. For another, the image of doing that just seemed... weird and gross. But of course her sister's panties would be more appealing. Not because of attraction, but just because of how beautiful Evelyn was. Even the straightest women in the world would watch her masturbate. Well, maybe not. Maybe just Lily would because of how important Evelyn was to her. She loved her sister, in a sisterly way. Of course she'd have a natural inclination toward her. Her mind drifted back to the flavor of the panties. The tasted had been powerful, but she'd adjusted to it, even if she wasn't enjoying herself. On the pillow beside her lay the panties. If she breathed deep, she could still catch their aroma. Lily once again stroked herself. Heat built inside of her. Her mind kept drifting back to the masturbation scene, even though kept trying to think of anything else. She went a long time diddling herself before she finally caved in. Shuffling closer to the panties, she breathed deep. As she stroked herself, her mind filled with thoughts of her sister--and what her sister might do to her in time. Immediately she felt herself building towards a climax. Maybe she was _a little_ sick. But after tonight, so was Evelyn.