My Brother’s Toy

Part 10

By Solomon

Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

I was out of my mind with lust as I waited for my brother to return from Mandy’s house. I knew she was obtaining a final fuck from him as a semi-free person. I guess it was only to be expected since after tomorrow the Joey of tonight would no longer exist. That reminded me that even though things had already changed in our relationship, that since he wasn’t aware of it, that tonight would also be my last chance to enjoy him as the brother that I had grown up with and the boy that had started me off into this world of D/s. When he got back, though I may be the one wanting to relish his last day as a free person, I also felt obligated to show him as good of a time as I could as sort of a send off.

It was nearly one in the morning before Joey finally came home. I had been stewing in my own juices for three hours now and it had to be obvious just how much I needed him merely by the look on my face. When he came up to me in the hallway, he lurched me backwards against the foyer wall pinning me by his left arm, and grabbed hard at my crotch with his right hand. His physical attitude must have been inspired by either something Mandy had said to him, or something she had done to him, but he was clearly in total domination mode. My body shivered in ecstasy feeling his manliness as he extolled it over me. While waiting for him I had fantasized over so many scenarios, many evolving some form of bondage, so to see him taking full charge of me physically was a good sign of things to come.

“I just fucked that dear friend of yours,” and as he forced me down along the wall until I was on my knees he commanded me, “Clean the bitches stench off me.”

The look I shot up at him was a new one for sure; I hadn’t liked him referring to Mandy’s scent as “stench”, but that would become common knowledge to him over the next few days. No matter, I was going to enjoy my original owner for the last time for all it was worth. I would allow him to disrespect her all he wanted to tonight if that made him feel like a man. Now that I knew of his secret sex life, I understood his need to feel all macho while trying to cover it up. At least after surrendering to Mandy his secret love would take on a whole new air of significance to me; I had already decided to chide him over his faggish acts by evoking all those schoolyard names for boys like him so as to kind of… put him in his place. Over the last two weeks I had become quite critical over the way he referred to my new owner and the things he did to her despite holding my tongue, so it would be his turn tomorrow to be the one put down. And the best way to put someone down is to do it with the truth. He might be bisexual, but I wouldn’t let him off without knowing that I also now saw him as a little cocksucker just as he had first thrown that term in my face after blackmailing me. How the tables would turn!

I worked at drawing his pants and underwear to the floor, grabbed his rigid cock, and caught a scent of Mandy. Take your virile, masculine position over me dear brother, because it will never be the same for you ever again.

I lavishly licked away at his shaft and balls to lick him totally clean of my girlfriend’s remnants, and after a couple of minutes, he began fucking away at my mouth so hard my head was banging against the wall behind me. I wasn’t sure what had gone on at Mandy’s, but whatever had happened had left him for a need to tower over me, to dominate the “bitch” sucking his cock. I was enjoying the hell out of my forced copulation. In the end I was getting my craving to feed on my brother fulfilled, but it was knowing what he really was in the sexual realm that was truly inspiring to me at the moment. I had to wonder if he was taking it out on me for his homosexuality while trying to prove he was still manly. I fantasized what he had looked like as it was his mouth getting rammed by Jacob’s rigid cock, and wondered if the climax I would provide for him was really as rewarding as what had forced him to climax that time. Just thinking about how he was able to cum without the slightest touch of his cock left me sure that in so many ways, fucking my mouth and even my cunt, might very well take second place when it came to filling his requirements for a really great orgasm. Was that why there was such a difference in the texture and look of his sperm when getting off with me? I definitely had tasted a remarkable change in the makeup of his stuff that I had gathered from his event with Jacob and had seen how much fuller-bodied and tasty it had seemed to me. Let’s face it; I was sucking off a gay guy here!

Throughout his blowjob, he continually remarked about his efforts with Mandy and even informed me how he had fucked her once and had even prepared her first by trying to make her cum as he had taught me. I would find out the next day that the order had been reversed; she had made him eat his own cum after having fucked her silly. There had been an attempt on his part to make her cum, but for some reason had failed to accomplish it with her. Was I an anomaly in that area next to my new owner? I hoped that she would be able to experience cumming like a boy after she took full control of him, perhaps with my help.

I came out of my fog of thought when I saw I was about to be fed my reward. I tilted my head back to receive it and as felt my throat welling up with his cum, I could tell it was his typical output; not at all as thick and creamy as it had been with Jacob. I felt a little less qualified at making my brother orgasm as well as a man could after thinking about that, but my life now belonged to Mandy, so it didn’t really matter anymore. My brother was clearly spent, but I really wanted him to fuck me one last time before he understood I no longer saw him as a robust and dominating male, so I fed him a light meal and all but demanded that I needed the same attention to my pussy that he had given to Mandy. I tried hard to get him interested in pleasing me that way, but all my efforts didn’t seem to be able to spur him into being able to cum what would have to be a third time for him in just a matter of hours. We ended up sleeping together in his room and I fell asleep cuddling up next to him. I could almost feel sorry for what was about to happen to his life, but knowing Mandy would be getting what she so well deserved and craved was much more important to me.

I awoke in the morning light to see my brother coming back into his room. He was nude and because his cock was fully erect and weaving in the air for me, I knew he had just relieved his night time volume of urine. One look at his face told me that he wanted to fuck the shit out of me, but when I went to get up to empty my own bladder first, he forced me back onto the bed and immediately began trying to mount me. I kept protesting over needing to pee so badly, but he was like a mad man needing to take me right then and there. My bladder was demanding that I try to stop him right up to the second that I felt his cock impale me. I knew that there was no getting away from him then and tried hard to fight my urge. I kept trying to hold my legs together to hold on long enough for him to get his desire to fuck me over with, yet he insisted that they spread wide so that he could get as far into me as he wanted.

This wasn’t the way I wanted to remember my last fuck with the old Joey. However, taking me in an almost brutal way was to my liking and eventually I settled down despite my widely spread legs making my bladder extremely uncomfortable and nearly impossible to control. Whatever was in my brother’s head was making him pound away at me like a fucking out of control piston. He was slamming into me in a way that he hadn’t done in weeks, and that part of me that was enjoying that took over my world for the next several minutes as he took great pleasure in trying to “ruin me for all other men”, as guys put it. His hands were mashing my boobs into my chest and his fingers twisted at my nipples really hard.

When Joey demanded that I hold my ankles to keep my legs spread wide and back towards my head, I did it for him as he had often wanted in the past. However, in the past I had been doing it also for my own benefit so that he could bury himself as deeply into me as possible. For one brief moment I found myself enthralled with his efforts to “ruin me” and bucked my hips up into him. I was in frigging heaven until that moment I felt a little pee getting leaked from my bladder and I began trying to push him off me as I told him I couldn’t possibly hold back any longer. Unfortunately, he was ready to cum and kept me pinned down to the bed. I dropped my legs as I felt my bladder totally release and twisted around under him trying to close my legs in a ridiculous effort to stop the flow. I could feel my pee making a fucking mess of everything and flooding out around his shaft, but there was no way I could fight him off me despite the humiliation I was feeling. I tried as hard as I could to stop my involuntary action; however between my biological need to eliminate and the orgasm that he was inciting in me at the same time, I just gave up and waited for everything to finish. He was cumming in me, my body was shuddering its way through its climax, and my bladder continued doing what it had to do.

The second Joey was finished with me I scrambled off the bed, nearly pushing him to the floor. I was soaked in my own urine and my first thought was to grab at the linen and mattress pad to save the mattress. Joey just stood there laughing at me and telling me how frigging wild and fantastic it had been to torment me that way. He commented on how he never knew that a girl could cum and piss at the same time, and I retorted how I hadn’t known it possible either, all the while as I still scurried to save the bed through my growing embarrassment. As I ran the soaked linen down to the laundry room I felt a smugness wash over me that today wasn’t the day for Joey to laugh over my humiliation. The hour was closely approaching when he would know the act of humility for himself, and then it could very well be at my hands.

As soon as I had the washer going, my thoughts turned to how wet my legs still felt and I hopped into the shower. Just as I got started washing up, Joey appeared and threw the curtain back, and turned off the water. Wondering what he was up to, I began dressing him down, but he instantly decided to put me in my place as his submissive. His hands had to physically coerce me to the floor of the shower and I saw what he wanted to do to further assert his influence over me, but after what he had just done, I was in no mood for his games. It quickly became a fight for him to hold me down and to the rear of the shower as he held his cock to my head and tried to relax enough to inundate me with his sexually created need to piss again. He finally got control of my fight but grabbing a fistful of my hair, and I had to hold still for him. When he finally started pissing on me, it was more of an insult than an act of dominance in my eyes. I felt his urine being aimed over every inch of my face and body and as I was held there in that awkward position, the only thing I could think of was how Mandy would have been doing this so much differently.

When his last drops were completed, he released his grip of my hair and simply turned to walk away, but he made a huge mistake by laughing at me one more time. He couldn’t have picked a worse morning to be such an ass to me. Little did he know, I wasn’t thinking about this as just another demeaning task a submissive had to endure; I saw it as the impudence that I would need to make Mandy proud with my efforts in helping her turn my brother into my equal, my sibling minion. Hope you enjoyed yourself as much as it looked, my dear sweet brother, because you are about to cease your ownership over me. I belonged to Mandy now, and soon you would learn that you had lost your title to me two weeks earlier.

Thinking about my brother throughout the day and what was coming for him in just a few hours had left me with a feeling of wetness between my legs that reminded me of just how much I was getting into the spirit Mandy had recited to me repeatedly the day before. Though I wasn’t allowed to know any of the specifics, she had prepared me for a host of situations. I had been prepped thoroughly on how to behave concerning my brother and often reminded of possible punishments if I failed to consistently prove my loyalty to her over my brother. This day was all about her taking over my brother’s free will, and my first and foremost duty was to be her visual aid over how he would be expected to act for her in the future.

Several times I found myself wondering why I was so infuriated to be conspiring within my own mind towards Joey, but each time I would remember that what he had done to me this morning hadn’t left me at all. I guess because of the embarrassment I felt I had been trying to put it out of my mind; clearly it wasn’t going too far away.

Around five o’clock Mandy came by the house and was as bubbly as I’d ever seen her. And why not, she was about to double her property load and would soon have the both of us doting over her every dominating desire. When she looked in the fridge and saw there was some leftover spaghetti, she had me warm it up for her declaring that she would need all her strength to last the night. While I heated up her meal, she disappeared into the basement with a bag she had brought with her. That reminded me of the suitcase she had brought with her and all the items it held two weeks earlier when it was my turn to be indoctrinated. She returned a few minutes later and after serving up her meal, she sat down at the table with her legs turned to one side. She beckoned me to sit on her lap as she ate and fondled my chest, all the while questioning me over my anticipation for helping her win over my brother. I admitted how I was looking forward to pleasing her in the appropriate manner. She reiterated many of her demands on my required actions and responses regarding how I would treat my brother and was happy to see I readily accepted each chore. I was then told to prepare a picture of ice water and four glasses on a tray to take to the basement. That told me that she was preparing to make a night out of this episode of new discovery.

Mandy had just finished eating when Jacob walked into the house as if he lived there and was greeted with a big kiss by my girl. They exchanged a few cryptic words and I was told to bring the tray downstairs to the back room and open the bulkhead doors leading to the back yard. I began doing as I was told and was met with a quick grab for my chest on the way by Jacob. Mandy didn’t approve of him taking liberties like that and I heard her laying out a bunch of rules for him as I continued into the basement.

After leaving the tray on the table and noticing it held my goblet. Mandy’s bag, and two small boxes, I went over and unlocked the bulkhead doors and opened them up. I was utterly shocked to see three men standing there just as Jacob came around the corner to greet them. They were carrying some sort of wooden structure with them that looked like a short wooden tee mounted to a large piece of plywood. It had a lot of bracing to it and had a large metal ring at both ends of the tee. I couldn’t figure out what it was for, or why there were three strange men with Jacob. I started to get an idea when after closing the doors and locking them after the men had brought the structure into the basement and planted it against the rear wall. It was clearly some sort of bondage device, and I began imagining all sorts of wild scenarios that this device might be used for concerning my brother’s trials for the night ahead of us.

I was very pleased when the men were told to leave since I was getting eyed by all of them as if I was a well cooked steak. I sort of understood their attention when after they left I realized that my nipples, and even my boobs, had pretty much been easily seen through the brief top I had chosen to wear. I went back upstairs only to be ordered back to the basement and into the back room to await the beginning of the night. I did as I was told again and while I waited in the darkened room, I began toying with my crotch over what would be going on in just minutes, right before my eyes. I had one last deep pang of guilt over what I was aiding in doing to Joey, and then put that thought out of my mind to concentrate on stealing a climax before the action began. When I heard Joey coming into the house a few minutes later, I knew I wouldn’t have the time I needed to finish, so I began listening as hard as I could to glean whatever information I might from the mumbled tones.

Whatever had happened, I saw Joey coming down the stairs soon afterwards, completely naked and carrying the hood he had worn before along with two pairs of fur-lined handcuffs, and Mandy right on his heals. I saw that one of my scenarios over the wooden structure was probably going to be proven correct. I watched as Mandy coerced him onto his knees in front of the tee as my brother kept looking over his shoulders trying to decipher exactly what would be happening to him. Mandy was smiling broadly as she calmly locked my brother’s wrists first into the cuffs and then attached those to the rings on either side of the wooden tee. She had to get a little terse when Joey balked at being tethered as she wanted, so she played the part of the darling and sexy nymph to get him to obey her wants. The second she stood up though, her pleasant and playful smile was replaced with those eyes I knew meant she had gotten exactly as she wanted. With the last snapping of those cuffs, the Joey that I had known all my life had ceased to exist. He would have a whole new look on life before she was done filling him in on the putrid details of his newly expected servitude. I knew my brother… he would come around quickly and realize how much better off he would be taking his place next to me as we both worked to make Mandy the focus of our lives.

I heard Mandy telling Joey that she had to go upstairs and retrieve his reward, and then my brother began asking about the hood. She held it up for him to see and told him, “Oh, this… we won’t be needing this tonight.”

My brother was clearly freaking out over knowing that he wouldn’t be able to hide behind a mask this time and that he would be facing Jacob head on when his time came to be used as before. I would learn later that Joey hadn’t met Jacob upstairs as I had thought; he had hidden upstairs at Mandy’s request. A few minutes later, I saw Mandy coming down the stairs again with Jacob right behind her. I saw how outrageously tormented my brother was over having to face his abuser face-to-face, but it quickly got worse for him as the three men that had delivered the wooden bondage apparatus also came trudging down the stairs with a case of beer. My first reaction was fear for my brother over what was obviously about to happen to him, but when I saw him trying to free himself of his restraints, I also noticed his cock was growing in size. His mind may have wanted freedom from a gang sodomizing his face, but his body was betraying him.

The men walked over to Joey and began making fun of his predicament and taunted him unmercifully. They were grabbing at their crotches and pointing at his dismal efforts to escape. Mandy was standing behind them grinning from ear-to-ear, and then looked my way. She knew the pity I was feeling, but she also knew that it was a fine line from there to quickly becoming a co-conspirator in her plot to own my brother. Mandy said something to the men and joined me in the back room. I began asking her not to let all those men have at Joey, but was quickly threatened with “taking the position”. Since I had learned to trust her and knew she wasn’t into pain, I went with my gut to simply sit back and watch.

The men began stripping off all their clothes. It was weird seeing four men having no trouble or modesty over being nude together, but then Joey was the focal point that probably caused their inhibitions to fade away. About the only command Mandy had given to my brother before his ordeal was to keep his mouth shut, unless something was in it, and not whine about what she knew he would love to have done to him. It seemed that her threats worked as well on him as they did me.

Mandy had left the door slightly ajar so that we could hear what was going on and I soon figured out that Joey had no idea which of these men he had already given blowjobs to in the past. That was when Mandy had told me about how Jacob had hidden upstairs thus Joey had never formally met his “depositor” in the past forays. When the first man took his place in front of my brother, the fear in his eyes fed my mind in a whole new way. We all knew he was going to be giving blowjobs to all four men and his mind had to be reeling in utter emasculation. Mandy had told me that this was an important part in laying claim to a male submissive, as the biggest part of turning his mind was to break it down first. There was no better way to do that than to emasculate him, so what was heading his way was certainly going to achieve that goal.

The man grabbed his hair and forced his head back until he did as he was told and opened his mouth. The guy wasted no time in thrusting his cock into his mouth and released his hair as he began a rather hard pumping motion. The second I heard my brother gagging, I lost it. Mandy wrapped her arm around me at the window and used her other hand to run up under my top. Without a second thought I pulled my top up over my head, never taking my eyes off the unfolding oral rape of my brother. I put my hand over Mandy’s as she massaged my chest and found my breathing growing rapid and my chest heaving. I thought I would mimic Joey’s ability to cum without being touched when I saw the three other men jockeying to take a turn at my brother’s mouth and telling their friend to share his cocksucker. They weren’t going to make this quick for him; taking turns after a minute of sucking a cock was only meant to prolong their use of him.

Over the next ten minutes I saw the men each taking short turns at tormenting Joey before switching off and allowing one of the others to take their place. My eyes kept checking my brother’s cock as a barometer over what he thought about his usage. At one moment it would be simply swollen and hanging, but as each man made himself comfortable with his style of fucking, Joey’s cock would grow and even get rather hard at times. I couldn’t imagine how the homophobic big brother I had grown up with could be so easily placated into accepting this demeaning course of events. He was proving to be a trooper despite his pitfall, and I had to believe Mandy was entirely correct in her assertion that Joey needed this to be happy with whom he really wanted to be in life.

Mandy’s hand fell from my chest to work its way into the front of my shorts to my crotch and I heard her giggle over how wet I had become. As with my top, I worked to remove my shorts and panties as well, and again, without ever missing a second of the action before me. I knew what I was looking for and hoped to view it at least one more time before Mandy filled in her new disciple over his demise. Every time I saw his cock come to attention over what one of the men was doing to him, I cheered under my breath for him to cum as he had done before. I guess I should have wanted to see that action to show his willingness over what was happening to him, but actually it was more needed by me to fulfill my own sick perversions to see how his sperm changed into such a different form. Just the thought of seeing his prick drooling out sperm unlike anything I had caused to happen in our past dalliances caused me a series of small orgasms that certainly didn’t go unnoticed by my girl.

After the better part of a half hour had passed without my brother being absent of man meat in his mouth, I saw that the first man was about to get off. He grabbed my brother’s hair in both his hands and began ramming his cock deep and hard. When I saw Joey choking and gagging in a fit of fear over receiving his first load of semen, I put my hand over Mandy’s trying to tell her to frig me harder. I needed to cum along with them and desperately wanted her to help me. She was very obliging and worked away at me wicked hard and furiously tweaked my clit until my hand tried pushing hers away. I was so wonderfully happy that she won over and just as I saw the man filling my brother’s throat and he began gulping down his freshly delivered meal, I squealed a muffled sound of delight as I retched my way through an orgasm.

The next man took his place in front of my brother the second his mouth was vacated, and I had an overwhelming need to please this girl that was eliciting such powerful emotions from me. Just as I was turning to drop to my knees I caught out of the corner of my eye a single dollar bill floating to the floor. I dismissed it as not having any importance and pulled her shorts to the floor to get at her. I worked my head between her legs, making sure that she was still facing the action. Now it was her turn to be pleasured and I was determined to make her feel just as wonderful as she had done for me. I used my thumbs to pull her soft thigh flesh forward to afford me greater access to her labia and worked my tongue feverishly over every part of her exposure. When she settled in over my mouth, I dipped my tongue as far into her as I could get and ran a hand up under her top to grab for her soft mounds, and discovered her very engorged nipples. She was just as excited to see these men using my brother in such a wickedly carnal way as I was and I guess from her point of view as a dominant that such a debasing act was an even greater driving force for her.

Within two minutes I had her shuddering her way through her own massive orgasm with her hands holding me to her by my ears. It was an amazing hold she had on me that seemed odd, however a fantastic way of displaying her total dominance over me. As she relaxed her torso, I had to see what I had been missing and jumped back to my feet. I saw that Jacob had won his turn to feed my brother and was working his face over so well that my brother’s cock was at full attention. I was all but praying that he would be able to force my brother to cum in this new position and then I saw that there was a second bill lying on the floor next to Joey’s knees. I didn’t understand the significance of them yet, and actually didn’t even care.

“You think he’s going to do it again?” I had to wonder if those words had actually come out of my own mouth. I turned to see Mandy grinning away as she firmly answered me that she was sure of it and pointed out his cock was so hard it wasn’t even wavering. Obviously that event was far more important to me than it was to her, but she fed off my delighted enthusiasm over wanting to see it. For some reason that was such an amazing thing and I was intrigued beyond belief that such an action could even happen without the touch of a hand.

My brother’s head was tilted so far back as Jacob rammed his face hard as he was about to cum, that I briefly worried about him being hurt. My thoughts flittered away quickly when I saw it beginning to happen. First one long drool of cream poured from my brother’s cock, and even before a second one came I could see his prick falling into no more than a swollen state. As Jacob worked to empty his balls, it just kept running out of his prick in short, slow bursts. I wanted to run out there and catch every drop, but I knew I was still under orders to remain silent and hidden. Whether the other guys were there or not I would have done it at that moment. That was when I saw another crumpled bill flung from Jacob’s hand to the floor in front of my bother. This time I heard Jacob telling my brother that he was worth it. Worth what? For a dollar? What was going on here?

The last guy took his place and began fucking away at Joey as one of the other’s pointed out how Joey had cum. They all began belittling him over his obvious desire to be sucking them all off, and he was trounced with a torrent of names and laughter. His eye’s teared up over his loss of manhood. Mandy was right… this was the ultimate way to emasculate any male. When he came before them, there was no denying his new role in life as far as these men were concerned. A wave of guilt washed over me when I thought about how this would break even the most macho of men, but then I remembered his smugness this morning after making me lose control of my bladder and how that had thrilled him so.

I had been so fixed on what was going on that I hadn’t noticed Mandy had poured us each a glass of water. I wasn’t very interested in drinking any, but took it anyway. When she saw I wasn’t drinking, she told me, “Drink it down now. You’re going to need it.” I saw that she had also pulled her shorts back up. I would have guessed that she would have taken them off altogether.

I had no idea what she was talking about, but I did as I was ordered. When the glass was empty, she took it from me and tugged me over to the door. She wasn’t going to bring me out of hiding; she was just placing me in such a way that my brother could see I was there. When I understood what she was doing, I took a deep breath and knew my role in Joey’s downfall was beginning. The men didn’t see either me or my brother’s eyes bugging out when he did, but seeing me staring at what he was being forced to do was clearly freaking him out. His efforts to retract his mouth from his required service had no chance of success. I saw a part of him die when he closed his eyes in a fruitless attempt to escape the shame he felt. I, however, saw his broken spirit as a sign that Mandy would be very pleased to see my effect on him; and that pleased the hell out of me.

When that last man finished cumming, and threw a fourth dollar bill on the floor, I suddenly felt myself being tugged out into the main room. The color ran from my face as the men saw my naked body and realized I had been witness to everything. But the sight of me naked being tugged along to the center of the room by Mandy soon had them hooting like a pack of sex-starved monkeys. I found my self being passed from man to man as they each fondled my chest and ran their fingers through my pussy and over my ass. I looked towards Mandy to make sure this was supposed to be happening, and the glint in her eyes said it all. She wanted to see me as a toy for these men, but when one of them backed me into a wall and began pulling his prick towards my opening, Jacob reminded him of their deal. I felt much safer that I wasn’t about to be gang raped and went on allowing them to sample my wears freely.

Suddenly I was being rushed over to my brother by two men and forced to kneel in front of him. Mandy had told them to do it and when I was there, all she had to say was, “Eat it up, cunt,” for me to understand what she expected of me. I gave my brother a quick glance as he shied away from my look and I bent down as I began slurping up the sperm he had spent that was already turning watery. The guys went nuts over my actions and as I slurped up the last of it, I heard Mandy telling the men of my affection for feeding on men. Actually, Joey had been the only guy I had ever purposely swallowed cum for as if to feed, but in their heightened state of arousal I figured I knew what was coming. I turned around to see the guy that had wanted to fuck me pulling on his dick.

Mandy jumped in and stated, “Alright, you can have her, just once. But she’s my bitch and you can’t touch her. Jerk yourself off and she’ll take it from there.”

The man rushed over to me as he began stroking away at his rigid prick. I sat up on my knees and watched Mandy as he worked his cock just inches away from my face. She obviously wanted me to put on a show for the men and I turned and opened my mouth as an invitation to inspire his efforts. I wondered how in the world a guy could jerk off in front of so many other men, but as I let my eyes wander around as I held my position, I saw four men all twice my age and realized that I was the newbie to what made men free their minds for their sexual drive to take over. The man grabbed for the back of my head and Mandy warned him again not to touch me. Seeing that his ejaculation was close at hand, I leaned closer to him and allowed him to spurt his cum right into my mouth.

Mandy was beside herself as she watched my loyalty to her unfold in front of everyone and ordered me to hold his deposit in my mouth. Just then she screamed out, “Stop that!” I turned to see Jacob was taking a piss over my brother’s head and when he saw how pissed off he had gotten Mandy; he turned away until he could stop himself. Mandy chewed him out to no end and warned him of what pissing her off might mean to his future and after apologizing for overstepping his bounds, she ordered them to leave. She pointed out how they had gotten what she had promised them and they got dressed, said some more demeaning things to my brother, and were on their way.

When she turned back to me, I pointed at my mouth to indicate I still had the contents that the guy had placed there and was ordered to kneel in front of Joey again. When I was ready, she commanded my brother to look at me. Understanding that she was making a point to him, I flashed back to her preparations of me and fell right in line. This was to prove my loyalty to her and was to be a clear message for my brother. I looked him right in the eye, smiled broadly, and showed him the cum in my mouth. When he had taken a good look at it, I made a real production out of swallowing it all down. I even smacked my lips.

“You see what real loyalty is about from a true submissive? She didn’t need to be restrained… she simply does as she’s told. That’s where you failed her.”

Every time Joey would begin to utter a word, Mandy would scream at him to “just shut up and listen.” Now was the time for Joey to learn his true fate. For the next ten minutes she informed him of every detail he had been missing so far. He was shocked to hear that he had been set up for weeks for this downfall and was given a host of reasons why he was going to do as ordered. She finally asked him for his thoughts of now being her submissive, but demanded that he speak respectfully to her. He kept trying to tell her that he could never take on the role she wanted, but that just sent her off again with all the reasons for why he was wrong. All the time I kept a stoic face as I had been told to do, accept for every time I remembered what he had done to me just this morning; I broke into a short smug look as he had done to me.

I saw my brother’s will power lessening and after one disparaging remark from him, Mandy walked briskly over to him and went to kick him hard right in the balls. Both my brother and I gasped at what she was doing, but when she stopped her kick just inches from her follow through, we both saw it as a very stern warning. Then there was a clear change in Mandy’s attitude as she walked several feet away and turned with a huge smug grin on her face. I knew instantly what that meant, but a quick look towards my brother told me he hadn’t caught on yet. This was the moment; the very moment that drove everything about the rules, perhaps even the laws, governing D/s relationships. Mandy was preparing to change my brother’s attitude in a way that she had been preparing him to fully understand for a long time now. I felt energized knowing what was coming and realized I had stopped breathing over the immense consequences of her imminent actions. Mandy slowly peeled away all her clothes as she eyed my brother and I saw her moment was at hand.

As a now devout submissive, I well understood what this seemingly benign and vulgar act meant and saw it clearly for what it was meant to convey. I watched as Mandy slowly approached my brother again with a gleam in her eyes that showed absolute control, absolute authority. It wasn’t until Mandy was within a foot of Joey that he finally realized what she was about to do and he began pleading and even demanding her to stop. Trussed against the tee as he was, there was nothing he could do about it, but he yanked against the cuffs in his futile attempt to escape. My body was tingling and my cunt simply on fire as I watched her grab my brother’s hair and gripped his head tightly. My brother looked towards me for help, but he had no idea how much I wanted to bare witness to his sublimation as my equal to the D/s world he had initially brought me into.

Mandy moved closer to his face and as he begged for her not to commit this very act, I couldn’t miss her smiling over his wasted pleas. I saw her relaxing her body and understood her downing the glass of water earlier. When that first spurt of urine left her body and landed on his face, he twisted as hard as he could which only renewed Mandy’s effort to control his movements. She tugged his head sideways and continued expelling her urine, making sure to drench every inch of his face. Joey was completely gone now and I knew that eventually he would have to accept her taking title over his life. She owned him now every bit as much as she did me. I watched Joey’s emotions flood over as he grasped the immensity of her actions and began understanding his weakness against her detailed preparations to steal ownership away from his own entity. As her flow of urine trickled to a stop, she roughly threw his head about to display his inability to stop her from owning his ass. She forced several final squirts out to make as much of a point out of this exercise as she possible could.

When I took stock of my own facial expressions, I knew I was gleaming in pride over my owners’ ability to control and dominate others. She proved herself to be a true professional in the D/s life and she had fulfilled her desire to have us both. I walked over to her and placed my hand on her shoulder as a congratulatory gesture and was rewarded by a curt smile from her. She turned around and planted a deep kiss on me as she continued holding her position and my brother’s head.

“You’re mine now, you little fucking cunt. I own your ass and there’s nothing you can do about it. Even if you wanted to, I still know too much about you for you to run away from your role. You’re my submissive now, and I own you, and everything that was once yours, is now mine.”

With that, she turned back to me, kissed me again, and began fingering my pussy as Joey watched to see how she had total and free access to my body. I looked down at him and there was no way he could miss that I was just as happy over her taking title to him as Mandy herself. With that done, she told me to get the key to the cuffs from her shorts and unlock him. Mandy was the only one to have anything to say and we both knew it. As my brother stood and regained his leg muscles, I went over to Mandy again so she could hug me to her to show her my allegiance. We were both ordered to follow her into the back room and I was pleased to see Joey doing it with little effort.

Mandy immediately drank another full glass of water and spent several minutes telling Joey how he would be just as happy as I was in no time at all. She spoke to her fairness as a Dominant, how she swore to keep his role secret from the townies, and seemed to be placating his emotions. Then that left just one vital piece of information left to inform him of; and that was what she had prepared me for the most. I hadn’t been given the details or even a clear hint of what she wanted from me other than my behavior and attitude, but I knew I was plenty devoted enough to follow through with what she would soon want.

“Didi, go get your goblet.”

I went over to the table, fetched my glass and went to my brother and held it in front of his face. I twirled it as if it were a diamond for his examination, and then went to stand in front of my girl. I knelt to the side of her so my brother could witness what I was doing. I gently spread her feet enough to make her available to me, and held the glass tightly to her vulva. I kept looking between my glass, Mandy, and my brother as I waited for her to fill the glass for me. This was the first time I truly wanted to see that magic liquor pour out of her and as it did, I could see my brother was beginning to fear the worse; but for himself, not me. When she had completely filled my goblet, I wiped it against her labia as if to dry her, and stood up with the glass in front of me. I walked over to my brother, held the glass up, and felt the warmth of my owners pee within it. I smelled it for my brother to see, and then with one long gulping motion, I drank down the entire glass right before his eyes. As with so many things we girls do with a smile on our faces, such as wearing heels, getting waxed, or swallowing for our first guy, I was stoic in my image to Joey. I didn’t want him to see this as some nasty discipline; I wanted him to see it as what I would call a reward that pleased my owner immensely.

I could hear the pleasure reeking from Mandy’s voice as she told me to replace my goblet on the table and pointed out the obvious to my brother.

“You see that, you little puke? That is loyalty… that is how you please me, and that is how we’ll get along just fine. But most importantly, that is what my property does for me. That’s right, my property, not yours. Like I said, I own you now and that means I own everything you once had, and Didi is now mine.”

Hearing her boasting over my loyalty, I walked back to her and ran my arm around her back to hug on her. Her smiled indicated that she liked my show and she put her arm around me as well, it absolutely made me glow. I listened as Mandy continued hammering home her second biggest blow to my brother’s ego.

“Now, it’s your turn, bitch.” Mandy had been referring to my brother, but then looked at me and ordered me to begin “training” my new sidekick. Seeing my puzzlement, she gave me the order that would make all the details of her preparation of me come together. I was told to get the larger box off the table and to hand it to my trainee. I did as she instructed and fell right into the sultry dominate appearance she had asked of me. I handed the box to him and stood there waiting for him to open it. Whatever the surprise was, I knew it would have something to do with smashing his pride down even further. As Mandy had pointed out many times before this moment, breaking down his natural male egotism was the first and foremost step in turning his mind towards accepting his new position. When his eyes grew wide, I moved around until I could see what she had given him. I was a little shocked myself when I saw it was another goblet. It was the same size as mine, but not of cut crystal. I was a little disheartened to see that she was going to share this most intimate task of discipline with my brother, as I had sort of thought of it as something uniquely special between us. What happened next would take away my sadness and instill in me just a touch of what I had seen of Mandy’s authoritative power. This was what she had spent so much time dancing around in the past days. She didn’t want to reveal her secret over what my first major part of helping her train my brother would be, but had fully prepared me for what to do and how to act as I did it. As soon as her next few sentences were rendered, I would have my role spelled out; and man was I going to bathe in my new station.

She walked a little closer to my brother and spoke in her most commandeering voice. “Now you get to try the most aphrodisiac nectar in the world. Get on your fucking knees and follow your sister’s lead.”

I flashed back to when I had first been forced into this act and knew exactly what was going through his head. It was vile and vulgar, depraved and abhorrent, but I watched as my brother’s face fell slowly into a whole new light, and I could tell Mandy was going to get her way. Whether it was his fear over her blackmailing him, of the townies finding out, or just Mandy working her magic, he was going to at least try to comply. He took the glass from the box and threw the empty container to the floor. Then he made a move towards Mandy and fell to one knee, just to have her push his head so hard he fell over. His instinct was to look up in a questioning manner. I didn’t get it myself because he was clearly in the process of complying.

“Not me, you little fucking twit! You’re not worthy of my essence.” With a wave of her finger gesturing towards me, my role was set. “You drink from her, never me. I might piss on you, but you never get your refreshments from me. You understand me you fucking cocksucker?”

That last word clearly hit him below the belt. I would find out that she had never used it before on him and when she had been plying him to do it for her in the first place, she had never made the act of giving a blowjob as anything demeaning. Now she was proving to him what she really thought about his earlier performance; he was now little more than a blowboy for other men to use in his new world. Something I was beginning to view as less repulsive for him, and far more a deeply hidden desire.

My brother turned with those bug eyes to stare at me. His lips were quivering and he lowered his head. I felt my new power rushing through my body and took the reins full on. I started out in a very subdued voice to gain his compliance willfully.

“I know this is hard for you sweetie, but I’ll help you get through it. Just do as you’re told and it’ll be fine. You just saw me do it… it won’t hurt you one little bit.”

He raised his eyes to view his somewhat caring sister and I saw he was ready for further instruction. “Now, get down on you knees right here close to me. That’s it, that’s a good boy. Now take your glass and touch my thigh lightly to get me to spread my legs a little.”

I waited for him to do as I instructed. He was going slowly, but at least he was doing it. When he applied pressure to my thigh I obliged his request and moved one foot out so he could fit his glass to me. When he raised the glass, I saw he really didn’t have a clue as to where to hold it, so I moved his hand until he was properly positioned. That was when my mind went off like a nuclear explosion. Feeling the rim of his glass pressing ever so lightly against my labia drove me into a power hungry frenzy. Now I could see why Mandy used this method on me, as the power I felt was wickedly exalting and euphoric. I now wanted to see my brother worship me for these brief moments while he was under my control. I wanted to please my owner, but when I thought about how he had pinned me to the bed this morning in my time of great humiliation, I wanted pay back as well.

“A little harder; I don’t want to pee all over the place. That’s it, now look up at me.”

I waited for a moment and when he failed to look into my eyes, it irritated me and I turned evil with my new license. “Look at me, prick, look into my eyes as I give this to you.”

My brother actually trembled over my raised voice and saw I was anything but the loving sister he had known an hour earlier. My words came to his ears as if they were spoken by our owner herself, and he knew I was in charge now. Oddly enough, I worried over how full my bladder felt and how I might not be able to stop my flow once I got it started, but after seeing how much control Mandy had shown, I had actually tried this several times when going to the bathroom. I relaxed my muscles and waited for that special feeling and almost as soon as I started, I worked feverishly to close the spout. It was too soon though; his glass barely filled a quarter of the way. I wanted to fill it to the rim just to tease him over how much he might have to drink, but as I worked to start my flow a second time my power overcame my heart and let it go until I filled the glass. Now I was out of control and drunk with power. I ordered him to stand up and took the glass from him. I touched the glass to the side of his face so he would feel the warmth of his collection to inflame his senses.

“Feel that, sweetie? That’s for you… from me. Now smell it, I mean really smell it.”

I held the glass under his nose and his reaction was swift and venerable. I handed him back the glass and told him to put it to his lips. I looked over towards Mandy and saw she was delighted over my actions and that just pushed me further over the edge. I was sure she just wanted him to have a taste of me the very way I was indoctrinated, but she didn’t know what he had done to me earlier. I was out for blood.

“Mmmm, that’s right, now tilt your head back and bask in my flavor. Don’t worry, it won’t kill you, but… I might if you don’t do what I fucking tell you to do. Now drink it, the whole fucking glass… now bitch!”

I had increased my volume and jurisdiction by the end of my command and saw my brother wince in the mental torment I was heaping on him. I placed a finger lightly on the bottom of his goblet and helped guide it upward. I had a mental orgasm the moment I saw the first bit enter his mouth and when I saw his throat swallowing, I shuddered over his compliance. When he tried to stop half way through his mission, I put more pressure on the glass to force him through it. Several more swallows proved I was indeed the one in control at the moment and my superior standing was what kings and queens wallowed in.

“Wasn’t that good now… and easy, right? That was a good boy… I’m sure your new owner appreciates your effort.” I turned to see just how amazed Mandy appeared that I had taken her desire to a further degree than what she had anticipated. I had pleased her well. She finally commented on her new servant and beckoned me to rejoin her by her side.

“Good, very good… I liked that. You’re coming along fine. You know, I’ve been having trouble coming up with a new name for the new Joey. I really wanted something that spoke to who you were, and just couldn’t find one. But I think it just came to me.” She flashed a huge grin at me and she revealed her name for him. My first thought was that it was too mean, but since it would only be used in private, I thought about how well it would instantly place his mind every time he heard it. “From now on, your new name will be… Fag. You hear it, and you obey instantly, you got me?” When he stood there too long in a numbed state, she barked her words again. “You fucking understand me, Fag?”

Slowly he nodded his head, and I took the lead to correct him. “Don’t fucking nod, answer her, the way you were taught.”

Slowly he eked out the words, “Yes, Mandy.”

Just to seriously drive home the point that she really meant what she said, she turned to me to emphasize his new name. “What’s this toads’ new name, Didi?”

Knowing my usefulness was being requested, I answered, “Fag, Mandy.”

“And why should we call him that?”

“Because he is a fag, Mandy.”

“And why is he a fag?”

“Because he does faggish things, Mandy.”

After many more directions over her expected whims, she had a rather large surprise for me. I had no idea this was coming for me, but it was clear that she had waited for an audience to reveal it. I was ordered to get the smaller box from the table and went to retrieve it for her. I handed it towards her, but she pushed my hand away and told me what it was about.

“That’s a gift for you, sort of to tell the world you belong to me as my submissive. You will wear it proudly or I’ll fucking rip it out.”

I was fearful over what the box might contain, but I guessed it was an earring of some sort. I opened the box and saw a loose collection of silver jewelry with a long thick needle underneath. I lifted it out and held it up to inspect it. I finally saw that it was two tiny little handcuffs separated by a solid silver bar. The bar was much longer than any of the posts in any of my other earrings and as I wondered why, it came to me with much trepidation. It wasn’t an earring, it was for a piercing. I have never really had a desire to get anything pierced on my body before despite having heard of people doing that to themselves and I was more than a little intimidated by the thought of it. By the size of the post, I saw it was either meant for my belly button, or perhaps even my nipple.

“You like it cunt? I thought it just screamed out, ‘I belong to you’. I love it.”

Since she was so pleased with my gift, I had no option but to get over my timidity and agree with her. Body piercing was a very new fad and usually only hardcore cult-types invoked its usage, and usually to publically display their views. I guess Mandy was right when I thought about it… it did suit my position quite well, however, I was still quite afraid of what it might say to any onlookers.

Mandy turned to face me and took the jewelry from me and began running it over my body. She first held it up to my left ear and mused over how obvious it would be to the town folk. I agreed with her, but silently. She ran the cold metal over my face, down along my neck, and over my left nipple to hold it in place to gauge its possible placement. I had heard that piecing a nipple was tremendously painful and suddenly having to wear it openly on my ear didn’t seem so bad. But her hand continued downward again, right past my navel, and using her other hand grabbed my left lip between my legs. She took a lot of pleasure in tormenting me by seemingly wanting to place it there; I really started trembling then. It still got worse for me however, when with two fingers she worked my clitoris between her fingers, grabbed at it hard until it became full of blood and taut.

“You know, I hear that some girls even like a little flash down here. What do you think? Would you like me to place it here?”

There was no hiding my fear as I shook my head in a quick little gesture to indicate my reluctance.

“Well, it’s not up to you anyway. I’ll brand you any fucking way I decide, you got it?”

I hung my head and nodded, but was elated to hear that she didn’t want to impinge on my untainted smoothness down there. She made it clear that she liked the way I looked down there and I was appeased greatly. But when she brought it back to my nipple, I still feared the pain that it was cause and thought about how it’s awkward shape would catch on everything I wore. She seemed pleased as if her mind was made up and commanded me to get the needle that had been in the box. I gave it to her and raised my eyebrows hoping she would think longer before piercing one of my most touchy areas.

Mandy turned to my brother, now known as Fag, and asked his opinion on where it should go. His answer was not to answer over fear of hurting me. She laughed off his silence with, “What would you expect from a fag? Couldn’t even get his own cock!” Then she asked him, “You want to see Didi’s special treat? I bet you do! It’s for those special moments when we need to understand each other a little better.”

I wasn’t sure of what she was referring to, but when she demanded me to assume the position, I knew well that Fag was going to get a look at a very dark side of both Mandy and me. I faced her and placed my hands under my boobs as before. She looked me over for a long time and I remembered that I was supposed to look at them as she swatted me. I looked down and just as I began to tell her which one to hit, she told me to shut up. She was thinking about something, and I’m glad I couldn’t read minds.

I finally saw her pulling her right hand across her left side. It was unusual in that to hit my breast she had to bring it out, not in. However, I was dead wrong. In a split second I saw a new way of her correction form when she used the back of her hand to slap the hell out of the inside of my left tit. I fell forward over the pain of her direct hit and gasped aloud. I saw Fag’s reaction and also his fear over what this petite girl could do to enforce her skills. My tiny little boob was throbbing in pain when she reached out with her left hand to pinch the skin just to the inside of my nipple, searched for the perfect spot, ordered me not to move a hair’s width, and brought the needle towards me. However, she didn’t move her hand to my nipple, but instead pinched the inside of my boob even harder. When I saw her forcing the skin to protrude through her grappling fingers, I went nuts in my mind. There was no way she would do what I was thinking. Again, I was wrong over how efficient her control over me was when she placed the needle to my virgin skin just an inch from the inside portion of my areola, and slammed the needle through my tit. I couldn’t believe it when I saw the tip of the needle disappear into my skin and suddenly appear a half inch later as it came through my pinched boob.

My mouth gaped open and I couldn’t make a scream come out of me as the horror of what she had done seemed too unbelievable to comprehend. She pulled her hands away leaving the large needle hanging from the inside of my boob and I heard her laughing at my obvious mental and physical distress. I was ordered to relax and enjoy the feel of the cold steel needle running in and out of my precious body. I finally felt my breath coming back to me in long gasps of wind and when I looked at my brother, he seemed more intrigued over what she had done than sorry for my situation. The once silky skin of every girl’s body was now scarred forever and my clothes would have to be more carefully chosen each day so as to cover up this new mark. When Mandy saw I was coming back to a calmer self, she began tugging on both ends of the needle to set the hole more clearly, and even perhaps a little to see me wincing in pain from an area that usually didn’t feel much at all.

It was so surreal as she took some peroxide to sterilize my wound and wiped at it haphazardly. And then with a quick pull, she snatched the needle away from my breast and inserted one end of the post to my boob, and then replaced the second cuff on it. Her beaming grin said how pleased she was to see that her labeling me in this way had gone without incident and she took a good look at her handiwork by toying with either cuff with her finger.

“Consider this your wedding ring of sorts. We’re now wed as Dominant/submissive forever after… unless of course, you piss me off so bad that I sell you to some other Dominant. And when I tell you to show it to someone or they ask to see it, I expect you to show them the entire portrait. You will allow them to view the mounting just as well as the cuffs. Understand?”

I nodded because I was still recovering from the pain, but caught myself and answered, “Yes, Mandy, but… who would you want to see it?”

“Anyone I damn well choose to see it. And I’ll be sure to test you. I don’t care who it is that asks about it, I want you to proudly display this symbol of your bond to me. You don’t have to tell them the meaning, but you must show them this portrait. If I ever once hear that you fail to show it off, I’ll slap that tit right off you.”

“Yes Mandy, I understand.”

Fag had to be wondering about how she might label his body and with what ornament to fit his role. He had essentially just witnessed Mandy marrying me within this secret life style. And as the pain began to wane, I felt my chest heaving for a much different reason. I was proud to wear this for her. I wish it had of been placed in a less obvious location, but that was not for me to bicker over.

The rest of the night was spent terrorizing Fag’s head with all sorts of nasty little mind games. At least, I hoped that most of what Mandy was coming up with was just to control my brother. Both of us took shots at his little remaining ego and worked his fears until nothing seemed to bother him anymore. It turned out that Mandy considered it too early to apply a collar to Fag, so before turning in for the night, we both took turns urinating on him in the shower so that he would think of nothing else throughout the night. Mandy and I slept on the bed together in each other’s arms and Fag was made to sleep on the floor at the bottom of the bed. She told me two things that stuck in my mind just before drifting off to sleep. She told me that she was going to fuck Jacob the next day and force Joey, I mean Fag, to watch. That would be the epitome of emasculation for most guys. The other thing was that my mom had called and left a message that she would be coming home the next weekend for a visit and to retrieve some more of her stuff. With all that was happening, I feared what she might just see.

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