Chapter 22
It was a gentle moment. After so long stuck in that damn chastity device, I knew that both Emily and I needed this more than anything in the world. There was no Tanya, no parents and no Becky. All the events of the past few days were placed at the back of our minds, allowing us to enjoy only each other's company for the night. It was more than a need, it was an addiction and an itch that needed to be scratched to calm my mind. I needed Emily more than life itself, I needed her body and her mind all to myself. It was almost as if I was losing control of myself, losing the little control I had of my life every second I was not touching her.
As soon as we got through the front door, I knew I had to steal her away, hide her in the bedroom to be my toy for the evening, allowing me to do every sordid act I had in my mind and judging by the smile my sister gave me; she was more than happy to allow me this.
Unfortunately, the act of having her had to wait. Despite being given the key, the chastity belt was still on my person. I found myself in our ensuite bathroom with the hot water of the shower running. Emily stayed in the bedroom as I allowed the device around my waist to fall down my legs and onto the floor below. The steaming hot water was more than welcome to travel over my body, covering parts of me that had been restricted for a while. I wasted no time getting the plastic razor out and shaving my legs as well as my untouched sex, trying carefully to not touch myself too much to preserve the magic that the night held for us.
I left the bathroom only covered in a towel, my short, black hair was still wet, but I had no more patience in me, I needed Emily. Luckily, she was still waiting for me, sitting at the end of the bed close to the bathroom door. She was wearing a see-through, white babydoll dress, an outfit she acquired from Tanya's a while back but never had the chance to wear, until now.
I knew my mouth was wide open as I looked her up and down, it was a surprise to me that I wasn't drooling. The outfit did its best to highlight her body, with a puffy material around her breasts and the flowing shirt covering the bottom of her body, the material completely transparent to show the body it was supposed to be hiding. The outfit even came with a thong, as see-through as the dress itself; luckily Emily didn't care much for it and left it on the floor.
As great as the outfit was, Emily's eyes were the one thing that made my legs weak. She sat on the bed with everything in view, but her eyes were telling me that she was mine for the night, her entire body was for me to play with and do whatever I wanted to. They were eyes that said all she wanted was me, right there and then.
The towel around my body quickly fell down to my ankles and I was almost gliding towards the bed, as if my next actions were an automatic response in my brain. The events of the day were still fresh in our minds as I laid her on our bed, the act of rescuing Becky from the camgirl added an unexpected fire to my sister's desire. She whimpered softly as I began to gently kiss her neck, her natural scent teased my nose and added to the situation, there was just something about my sister's natural scent that drove me crazy; it was like viagra to my body.
My breathing heaved as I travelled downwards, her hands guided me towards her left breast, allowing me to find her nipple with ease. Despite the thin material between it and my lips, it offered no defense as I lightly sucked the soft skin into my mouth and teased the end with my tongue. All I could taste was the cheap fabric of the dress, but I knew it was working due to the reaction I was getting from Emily, she arched her back at the same time as her hands dug deeper into my skin, the soft whimper that left her body before had transformed into a low moan.
"Oh… right there, Sammy." Her voice was a light as the white dress she had on, "More… please, more."
I wanted to tease her further, make her really work for the orgasm she had already begun to desire, but I didn't have enough control over my own needs to make that work. My sex was already begging to be touched and fucked, all that time behind that metal plate meant pleasure was all that I could think about at that time, I had no patience for anything more than that.
I brought my mouth back up, the area around her nipple was damp from my saliva, but the action worked well and caused her skin to become erect, her right nipple was already starting to poke through; as if begging for its own turn. I cupped her breast with my free hand as I planted a kiss on Emily's delicious lips, moans flew out of her mouth and entered mine, the moans got faster and louder every second that passed as she slowly became as horny as I was.
Emily had the privilege of having orgasms when I didn't, being in that belt meant that I could only pleasure her with my mouth, my hands or any toys we had. Despite this, it was clear that those orgasms paled in comparison to actual sex, us in a mutual position and not in a Dom/Sub relationship. No toys, no bondage, just our naked bodies together, entwined in a beautiful moment of bliss and pleasure.
Her hands reached up and lightly grabbed the back of my hair, she turned in for a heavier kiss than I initially gave and finally broke our lips away for a moment, just to say a short sentence, "Harder…" Her voice was quiet but commanding, "Harder, I need it harder, I need you now."
Her voice was breathless but not tired, it was a tone that somehow connected to me in many ways. It had been a tone I heard many times before, usually when Emily was spent but still wanted to further our connection, the way her voice sounded so tired, yet she was still so desperate for that last bit of pleasure turned me on more than anything else we did. My sister noticed this and used the voice much more often, especially when she wanted a reaction out of me.
With those words in my head, the faint smell of her scent in my nose and both of our bodies needing this moment, I lost complete control over myself. I pulled off her dress as quickly as possible, not caring if the cheap material ripped at all and fully uncovered her naked form; not that the dress did much to hide her body. My breathing became heavier as I went straight for her sex, kissing gently from the bottom of her legs upwards before falling directly on her semi-exposed clit. I wanted to prolong the torture, tease her to the point she was begging uncontrollably for a sensitive touch, that would have required patience and restraint… I had neither at that moment.
A surprised but happy sigh left her lips the second my mouth connected to her, I let out a moan as her taste filled my mouth, causing my tongue to travel outwards and want more. It was delicious, sweet and welcoming, her lips parting with ease and lightly coated in her natural juices, telling me she was aroused by either my mouth earlier or the overall events of the day.
"Oh… god, Sammy." Her voice was barely a whisper, it was such a turn on.
My tongue travelled further, exploring every inch it could, powered by the delicious taste Emily was giving me. The feeling was beyond words, I had orally pleasured her before but something was different this time, it was more of an addiction and this action was satisfying that urge.
"Right there… right there… oh… oh…" She kept on whispering wonderful words of encouragement, letting me know just how to use my tongue.
Her legs reached around me, resting themselves at the top of my back, she placed her right hand at the back of my head, running her fingers through my damp hair as the other arm propped her head up.
"Further, c-can you go further?"
Her questions were leading me. This was a new experience, despite being the submissive one, she was the one in charge of her own pleasure and I was more than happy to oblige. I pushed my mouth as far into her as I could, exploring deeper into my sister and gently sucking on her clit every chance I had. Her fingers tightened around the back of my head and her legs followed quickly behind it, restricting any movement I might have made and forcing me in that one position, all I could do was pleasure her, I couldn't take my mouth away from her body in any way.
My ears filled with the sound of my nose breathing heavily and fast as my tongue tirelessly worked to bring pleasure to Emily, the scent of her sex filled my nostrils due to the tip of my nose being nuzzled against her clit, somehow bringing her more pleasure.
She thrust her head back, "There… oh god, there!"
Her legs tightened around me at the same time her hand gripped the back of my head, seemingly pushing me further inside her. There was no chance of me moving at all, my taste and smell were full of Emily's sex, my ears were ringing with the sound of her moans and my breathless efforts and my eyes were forced closed. Everything at that moment for me was Emily's pleasure, nothing else existed at that moment.
"Oh… F-f…" She mumbled, "Oh god."
If I was paying more attention I would be laughing, it was always so funny to me that Emily hated swearing, even in the heat of the moment when all her brain could think about was cursing to get her head to understand the sensation she was feeling.
She continued, "Oh… god, Sammy… oh, Oh, I'm coming! I'm coming!"
I was surprised how quickly it was happening. My sex was still just throbbing from begging to be touched and only a few minutes of oral action was bringing my sister to a climax. Her legs grip was still tight against my back and her fingers kept my head in place; despite her digits trembling. My tongue continued to work as effortlessly as before, not stopping to give her a break until she had her orgasm. I was sure my head was bright red from the restriction I was facing, but I was enjoying it far too much to stop or take a breath.
Then it happened, an explosion emitted from deep inside her. I forced my eyes open to watch as the feeling took over her body, her legs stayed exactly where they were and as tight, but the hand finally let go of my hair, and fell onto the bed with her other arm. Her back arched in an intense movement before the first wave of pleasure struck.
She quickly covered her mouth and let out the most intense moan I had ever heard from her, enough so I was dreading that our parents would have heard it across the hallway. Her body spasmed over and over again, the waves of pleasure shooting across her body for what felt like a really long time. My tongue never ceased, continuing to tease and attack the very spot she said she liked so much, I actually heard myself chuckling lightly from how much she was gaining from this one simple action. Unfortunately, it was soon to stop.
"Oh shit… oh god, oh god!" She sounded surprised as she brought her hands once again to the back of my head, this time both of her hands kept me in my place, "Oh, it's coming…again."
She looked to be in a blissful agony, I wanted to enjoy the moment so much but both of her hands pulled me further inside her, I couldn't concentrate on anything but moving my tongue as she did this, I couldn't even enjoy the fact she swore as the second orgasm hit her so quickly after the first.
"Oh…oh…" She shook violently.
Finally I managed to pull myself away from her, my mouth coated in unknown juices. It felt like a relief to finally be able to breathe and move my mouth properly after being in that position for so long, the second orgasm had her finally release her hold on me. I licked my lips, thinking to myself that I was just licking away my saliva after a fierce session, however the tang that entered my mouth told me it was partially from Emily too.
A large grin stretched across my face, staring down at the beautiful woman underneath me as she experienced one of the most painful pleasures I imagined she had ever felt. I no longer had contact with her sex, but she was still in the process of coming, the orgasm was dying out but it was still reacting inside her.
I couldn't help but smile, it was just so beautiful seeing her in that situation. Her face went through so many expressions as her mind processed the blissful agony, her breathing hurried and then stopped as wave after wave crashed through her.
Slowly, very slowly the feeling finally stopped and she opened her eyes to meet mine once more. Whilst she was exhausted, my sex was ready to gain the same treatment, throbbing and vibrating at just the thought of gaining the same experience she just did. The weak smile she gave me was enough to melt my heart.
Then she opened her arms out, requesting a hug from me. Wasting no time, I eased my body onto hers and placed my arms around her, even going as far as to gently kiss her on the neck to get her going once again. Her hug remained tight for about a minute before the tension was released, allowing me to lift myself back up.
Her eyes were closed… she was breathing a little heavy… she was… she was…
SHE WAS ASLEEP!
"Fuck!" I whispered loudly in a disappointed tone.
"What about this?" Emily asked, placing the outfit in front of her body.
It was an adorable pair of blue denim overalls that ended in a pair of shorts. She was staring at me with a sincere face that meant she truly valued my opinion on this outfit. I was dreadful at clothes shopping, never getting the point of spending hours of the day looking through hundreds of items of clothing to only pick out and buy a handful. I was exceptionally bad as I was terrible at knowing what clothes looked good and what didn't.
Emily's style and mine were complete contrasts with each other. She was a very colourful person and I enjoyed my outfits to be black and white. I never knew why she always valued my opinion on what she wore as I was the least qualified. However, this time it felt different. This was the first item she found in this shop that I actually liked the look of. It fit her completely, giving off a tomboyish look whilst having her bare legs out (a part of her I absolutely loved).
"That looks great, Em," I replied, "You should get it, it will look amazing on you."
It felt odd as this was the first time I said anything about clothes with complete sincerity.
"I'm glad you like it, I'll get it." She gave me the largest grin before she turned back to the rows of outfits in front of her, "Sam! We can match too!"
She pulled out an almost identical pair of overalls, this time it was a black/dark grey colour rather than the typical blue, apart from that there was no separating them.
I almost screamed, "Oh god, yes!"
"Maybe we can put them both on when we get home?"
"Ofcourse we will! We will look so cute."
My eyes widened, what the hell was I doing? I would agree with myself that I did love the outfit, I think it would have suited both of us, but I was actually agreeing to dressing up in the exact same clothing as my sister, something that would have horrified me a year ago. I quickly looked at her, realising that she was the one who loved us being as similar as possible, she seemed to get a kick from us being nearly the same person. She went back to looking at the next set of clothes in front of her, humming softly to herself as she went on about her business. She had won, despite losing the position of the dominant one in this relationship, it seemed that she was still having small victories, slowly winning me over in other aspects.
We had truly become 'sisters'… it would be twins if she fully had her way.
I smiled to myself, realising that I still had more control than she did. I slowly reached into my pocket and brought out my phone, as she was distracted I went into an app and pressed the screen the moment it loaded. I wasn't sure what setting I pressed, but it was clear that it was successful the moment my sister leant forwards and crossed her legs, almost losing grip of the selection of clothes in her hands.
I tried to contain my laughter. Sure, Emily might have slowly converted me into a carbon copy of herself, but the control was still in my hands; literally and metaphorically. We still owned the toy that Tanya had given us for Emily's graduation, a remote vibrator that can be accessed via an app. She gave it to us for the brief time our relationship became long distance, as the toy could be used over WiFi. Whilst the toy did gather a little dust over time, now that I regained my control it came back to my attention. She protested the idea at first, but it hardly took any energy to convince her to put the toy inside her whenever we were out in public. It was fun for me as it made her incredibly nervous at first, but I would wait until she forgot about the foreign object inside her before turning it on. This time, I used it as punishment for 'winning' against me.
She struggled to not drop the clothes to the floor as she almost instantly reached for her mouth, trying to stop the unintentional moan leaving her lips. On the other hand, I could hardly contain my laughter as her legs slowly parted and she began sinking towards the ground, unable to move any of her lower limbs due to the silent vibrations down below. What made the situation worse was Emily's need to wear the buttplug almost constantly whilst we were out in public, it wasn't a recent idea, she had been wearing the smaller plug occasionally since her graduation.
She stated she enjoyed the feeling of being 'full' down there. I had no issue with this, however she had only just realised that the object inside her had made the vibrations and pleasure much more intense and probably made her regret putting it in earlier and it wasn't like she could just remove the plug in the middle of the shop.
Luckily, the shop was rather quiet and no one noticed the blonde-haired girl turning into a puddle between a selection of coats, but I decided to stop the vibrations before she got too carried away.
The app offered a wide selection of ways to 'entertain' your partner. One page had a list of pre-selected frequencies and power, easy to access if you want things to go fast. The second page was probably my favourite, it was an empty space that allowed you to move your digit around freely. Going up and down on the screen changed how powerful the vibration was, whilst going left to right changed the speed. This allowed me to control Emily at will without having to worry about selecting from a long list.
The third and last page was one I hadn't tried yet. It was a video game where you hit numbered balls against each other to make them grow (For example, hitting a couple of 'Two' numbered balls together will make 'Four'), the larger the number created, the more powerful of a vibration the wearer would get. I hadn't tried the 'game' aspect of the app yet, I had an evil idea of tying Emily down one day and watching her squirm as I focused entirely on getting a high score, perhaps even forgetting about my sister completely.
"I can't find anything here that I like!" Jane approached from behind me, making me jump from the short booming of her voice.
I placed my phone straight back into my pocket, as if she would have easily caught us within the act of messing around in public. Without any indication of what the app on my phone did and the fact her daughter had a toy inside her.
I took a moment to look at the older woman as she glanced over the selection of clothes in each arm, I noticed they both had a very similar 'unsure' face, biting the bottom of her lip at the same time as deciding whether they were outfits she would actually want to wear in the future.
This whole situation was completely new to me. I had gone shopping with Emily before, but this was a first, to actually spend the entire day at the shopping mall. I guess this was the closest to a 'girly' thing I had ever done before. Unfortunately, I had never experienced anything similar with my own mother, but it almost seemed like second nature to the two women I was spending the day with.
"I think I should just give up." The older woman sighed, "I'm not going to find anything here that I like."
"Well, we can always try a different shop?" I interrupted her, "What about that one we saw when we came in?"
She sighed, "Yeah… sure. Do you mind if we get something to eat first? I'm starving."
"Yeah, I could eat too." I said before I turned to Emily, "Em? You ready to eat?"
"Sure! Let me just buy these two first!" She agreed with a large smile on her face, putting back all of the items of clothing back on their respective shelves apart from the two pairs of overalls that she was excited about earlier… I guess she really wanted us to match.
"Wow, this place is really busy today!" Jane stated as we took our seats at the table.
Both Emily and I looked around, every single table apart from the one we were sitting at was full. The food area of the mall had several different vendors, all selling radically different food items and every table within this section was supposed to accommodate all of them. If people weren't at the table, they were standing in line for their meal. Emily looked rather uneasy as she took her seat, looking around her at all the faces in the food court, wincing to herself at the loud noise that emitted from the collection of the crowd. Both Emily and Becky hated crowds, they were very similar in that aspect, they didn't mind being with a small group of people, but when the group becomes a crowd they start to get anxious.
I placed my hand on her back, rubbing it up and down slightly in a soothing manner to get her to forget about everyone around us and just focus on the three people at the table. It seemed to work for the moment.
Due to the large amount of people waiting for their lunch, the restaurant we chose; a simple burger place were behind on getting their orders out and asked us to wait at the table for our meal to be delivered to us.
"Should have gone elsewhere to eat," Jane sighed as she took her seat, placing her belongings and the items she brought on the empty chair next to her, "Who knows how long we are going to wait for."
"It won't be that long," I laughed, noticing Jane and Emily also had a similar bored expression.
It was slowly dawning on me how much the mother and daughter were alike. At first, I thought they just looked similar and had different traits, but since Jane had opened up to me, she began to let her real side out and it was almost like looking at an older version of the girl next to me. Yes, I would admit that Jane was emotionally more intelligent and not as reliant on my father as Emily was reliant on me, but it was funny to see similar mannerisms between the two.
Almost at the same time, the two women in my company had placed the palm of their hands on the table and began tapping their nails along the shiny material, both completely unaware of the other one doing the exact same thing.
"Oh, Jane!" I piped up, grabbing my phone out of my pocket, "Do you want to play a game on my phone? You can try to beat my high score."
The woman leant forward, "Yeah, it will pass the time."
The hand that Emily was tapping on the table immediately went towards my arm, gripping it tightly but not to the point of causing me any pain. It seemed that her fears came true when the app she knew too well lit up on my phone, showing the game I was interested in trying out at a later date. Her grip never ceased as I laid the device out on the table and showed the older woman how it worked.
"So, you have to throw the balls at each other to get the larger amount, so you throw one to a one ball to make two, then throw the two ball at the two ball to make four. The game ends when you lose all the space to throw the balls, my high score is at the top."
"Oh, looks easy." She suddenly began pressing the screen to begin the game, "Oh, that's how many points I get for just getting one? Think I'm going to easily beat your score."
"It's harder than it looks." I tried my hardest not to laugh and give anything away.
I relished the moment when I looked at my sister, she had fully dissociated from the moment, staring into the distance as she kept her hand tight on my arm, trying to avoid any emotion from the vibrations that came from down below. It was evil of me to do that, but I couldn't help but push Emily' boundaries, I enjoyed watching her squirm in weird and wonderful situations far too much. Luckily, the loud noise of the food court had drowned out any noise that might have echoed from the device.
"Wow! That was a large amount of points!" Jane giggled to herself.
I watched carefully as Emily's eye twitched, feeling the larger vibration travel through her body. She was as still as when it first started, still as a statue and just accepting of her fate, but then… how would she get herself out of the situation? It wasn't like she could just ask her mother to stop playing the game, that would have caused much more suspicion than just letting her get on with it.
Jane continued her sentences, unbeknownst to the torture it was causing her daughter,"This game is far too easy."
"I'm glad you are having fun." I stood up, "I'm just going to use the restroom real quick."
"Okay."
Emily's fingers tightened around my arm, her eyes widened to a new level of panic as she realised she was momentarily losing me; acting as if I was some sort of support for her through this time.
"No… no… no… no…" She very quietly whispered to me, her grip growing much more tighter.
"I won't be long, Baby," I said in a cutesy tone.
"Leave her be, Emily. She's only just going to the toilet," her mother said without looking up from the screen.
Finally her grip loosened and I managed to pull myself away, "Try not to have too much fun without me."
This time, I knew I was pushing it, but there was something about seeing Emily being teased and tortured like this that just woke up a part of me that almost constantly laid dormant. I even went down to give her a quick kiss on the lips before I left her alone. As this happened, it seemed that Jane had failed the game, this part was particularly interesting as a 'Game over' would cause the toy to vibrate at the highest setting for five seconds. Luckily, both Emily's lips and mine were connected before this happened and the unintentional, intense moan was muffled by the kiss.
I brought my head back and turned around, "Be back in a bit!"
I heard the voice of Jane slowly disappear as I made my way out of the food court, but the last words I heard were enough to get my mind racing.
"Oh… I lost," Jane said as I imagined her staring at the screen, "Emily, why don't you have a go?"
That one sentence forced me to grin ear-to-ear, I knew it was one that was impossible for me to hide, so I was more than glad that I was walking away from the table at that point. The idea that Emily was forced to play the game, whilst hiding the fact that each action she made was causing her the smallest amount of pleasure got me worked up. I could imagine her trying her hardest to seem focused on beating her mother's score, at the same time understanding that focus had to remain despite each vibration getting heavier and longer with each move. I wished I could have stayed and watched this happen with my very eyes, but I also knew how much more intense it was without me to comfort her.
The shopping trip did not last much longer after lunch, it seemed that we all were exhausted from the events earlier and having full stomachs added to that tired feeling. Jane spent the car journey home moaning about not finding the exact clothes she wanted and would have to resort to online shopping; an idea she highly disliked due to not being able to get sizes correct. Honestly, I found it funny to hear her complain, it seemed like such a rarity as she was usually content with the events in her life, she didn't even complain that much when she found out about Emily and I.
My sister was unusually quiet in the back. This was to be expected in some ways, I knew I had pushed my luck the moment I gave Jane the phone. When I came back from using the restroom, Emily's mother had regained control of the game and Emily continued to look into nothing and numb the feeling she was experiencing. I very much doubted my sister would have lasted long on the game as being sexually pleasured in any way would cause her brain to freeze.
The smirk remained on my face as I sat back down and placed my hand on my sister's leg, trying my hardest to comfort her without making it obvious she was in trouble. Unfortunately for Emily, Jane couldn't put the game down even when the food arrived, so she was forced to eat her lunch whilst trying to ignore the sensation inside her. What made it worse was the moments Jane stopped to eat, small periods of time where she left the game running as she ate large amounts of the meal in front of her, during this time Emily was constantly worried the game would be over and cause the long, hard vibration to attack her clit.
Thankfully, it did not happen, but I must admit I did enjoy the times when I saw her brace herself out of the corner of my eye, preparing her body for what was to come. Sadly I couldn't even speak to the girl next to me, she was so focused on that situation that she remained mute for the entire meal.
Luckily, we were almost home. I did feel sorry for my sister and I turned off the app for the entire car ride home for that reason, allowing her mind and body to rest from the foreign object down below. Several times I caught her running her hands up and down the overalls she brought from the shop, she placed the two new items on her lap and refused to put them down until we were home, I assumed the feeling of the material was some sort of coping mechanism to forget about the events earlier, or it might have been her trying to remind herself the good part of the day, as we were both pleased from her purchase.
We travelled down the lane until our house was in sight. I was already thinking of how to apologise to her about what happened. Just saying sorry was out of the question, it wouldn't be very dominant of me to apologise for something I knew she secretly enjoyed. Maybe I could pleasure her in different ways later, using my hands, my tongue and other parts of my body, to remind her pleasure can come from human contact and not just some emotionless device. Should I tie her up? I am sure she would enjoy the restriction as I tease and deny her body, only to build up the expectation of a powerful orgasm… or it could also be nice just to have some fun, have sex as equals and put the dominant/submissive relationship behind us momentarily.
A familiar tone rang from Jane, a loud, retro tone that echoed from one of her pockets. Both my sister and I knew that song all too well, it was a pager from the hospital and always meant she would disappear shortly after receiving the message.
"Oh… dammit," Jane muttered under her breath, her eyes glancing over the writing on the small machine.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
She parked the vehicle outside of the house but made no attempts to leave, "Yeah, sorry girls, I am going to have to go, so much for our girls day."
"That's okay, do you know what time you will be home? Emily and I can get dinner ready for you and Dad."
"That's sweet, I'll let you know. Hope you both enjoyed this morning, at least."
"Yeah I had fun."
Both Jane and I looked behind us to Emily, who was sitting quietly in the back of the car. At first I thought she was silent from the events before but the tone of the situation seemed to have changed the moment that pager went off.
"I'm sorry, Emily. I promise we will do something soon, I'll take a whole day off and we can do something fun together, yeah?"
"Yeah, okay," she replied quietly before exiting the vehicle.
I opened my door and stepped out, "Have a good day at work," I said, closing it behind me.
The vehicle began to reverse almost instantly, before turning and returning back up the path it just came down. Before long, the car was completely out of sight and left Emily and I completely alone.
"What's the matter?" I asked Em, placing my hand on her shoulder.
She suddenly turned around and jagged me lightly in the side, "That was mean of you!"
I was confused, despite the tone of her voice, she had a huge smile on her face as if it was entirely a joke. The finger that just jabbed at me was now being pointed towards my direction.
She continued, "That was very mean, you are a mean person… a big meanie!"
"What? What did I do?"
"You know EXACTLY what you did!"
"Oh, this?"
My phone still had the app activated. The moment it was taken off the lock screen, the familiar image of the multiple choices given to me was shown; I quickly flicked my thumb from the bottom upwards which caused the item inside her to begin vibrating quietly before becoming much more intense. I held my thumb in the same position for a few seconds and allowed the powerful vibration to continue inside.
"Oh my god! Stop!" She laughed as she complained, lowering her hand downwards to try and take the device out of her underwear.
I quickly grabbed her wrist, stopping the one free hand she had from travelling any lower, her other hand was clutching the newly acquired items and I knew there was no way she was going to let go of those. She fought me for a little longer, trying to get her limb free from my clutches before giving up, planting her head into my shoulder and letting off a loud moan.
"What do you say?" I teased her with a question, the intense vibration continuing down below.
She stayed with her head placed on me, "Huh?!"
"Does someone need to apologise for her outburst?"
"Sorry."
"What?"
"SORRY!"
I finally let my thumb off my phone, "Doesn't that feel better? It feels good to apologise when you are in the wrong."
"Y-yeah."
"Are you okay?"
She tilted her head towards me, "My knees are shaking slightly."
"I meant back in the car, you seemed annoyed that Jane wasn't staying with us."
Finally I let go of her wrist and allowed it to fall, she continued to lie on top of my body and use me for support until her legs regained their strength properly, "Yeah, yeah. It is what it is."
"What do you mean?"
"I've become used to Mum being at work, it's been happening for years and at least I have you now to keep me company."
"Yeah, but you really wanted a day with Jane. You said you wanted to spend at least a whole day together before we move."
"I do. However, I also understand that might not happen."
My heart sank. The way she was talking, it seemed as if she fully understood that her mother was a busy person and a simple task like spending a day with her daughter was more difficult than imagined. The situation was the exact same with my father and I; he was a workaholic and enjoyed being at the hospital, it had been that way since my mother had died. However, the situation was completely different for us, we never saw eye-to-eye and I relished being alone throughout my young life. Jane and Emily were far more close than we were.
"I'm sorry, Em." It was all I could say, I had no other words for her at that moment.
She remained quiet, I struggled to think of things to say to make her feel better, but no words came to mind. Suddenly, she turned around with a big grin on her face and came in really close, placing one arm around my shoulders and the other at the top of my chest.
"How about we see how good this toy actually is?" She said in a quiet hum, "How about we make it more interesting?"
I laughed, "You must be exhausted from earlier, didn't you… you know?"
"No! I didn't. You really think I would orgasm from that? In public?"
I wanted to laugh, it seemed odd that only now she had standards. In the year we had been together, we both had many weird orgasms in weird places. She was the one who pleasured me in front of an audience. I walked her along a public path in the old pet suit… Why was having an orgasm in a public area so different?
She continued, "How about we try it with some restraints?"
"What kind?"
She almost rolled her eyes, as if I was supposed to know exactly what she was talking about, "I want you to tie me to the bed and tease me with the toy, using that app you are so fond of."
"Blindfolded?" I asked.
"Yep!"
"Gagged?"
"Of course."
"How long for?"
"As long as you want? You can torture me for not giving you an orgasm the other day."
"Oh, you are so going to pay for that."
"Bedroom?"
I slapped her butt, "Yes, now. Begin stripping off straight away!"
Emily laughed, lifting up her top and throwing it on the floor. She immediately began running down the hall towards our bedroom, she lifted up her t-shirt, revealing a soft, black bra and soon the t-shirt fell to the floor and the bra almost immediately afterwards. She pushed through the bedroom door and almost fell onto the bed, throwing off her shoes and lifting up her skirt at the same time, revealing black, lacey underwear.
"Keep those on," I commanded in a breathless tone.
Everything moved so fast, Emily positioned herself to be as comfortable as possible on the bed as I reached underneath the wooden frame to find our secret box. Within it, I searched until I found suitable restraints for our game. I found a padded blindfold that would keep out any light, a ballgag that would do a good job at keeping her quiet. For her limbs, I found two pairs of handcuffs that would keep her wrists locked against the frame, but for her legs I wanted something more than usual restraints could provide, I needed something that would keep her entire legs bound together and not give her any room to move them, keeping the legs together would make the vibration inside her much more intense.
Rope. It was an item I had purchased from Tanya's store a while ago and had almost completely forgotten about. This impulse buy was still in the packaging, a simple pink, flexible rope in a vacuum sealed bag that I desired to use on my sister but obviously was forgotten. The idea of tying up your partner with rope is a sexy one. It is seemingly more intimate than using leather or metal restraints as you are restricting their body by using your own actions. I was the one who would have to tie the knot and Emily's legs were restrained together by my own hands.
I didn't know why I was thinking of it so much, but it was just so much more delicious than using any of the other equipment we had in the box. I pulled open the bag, releasing the vacuum seal, and took out the product. Without the seal the rope became limp in my hands, it was also soft to avoid any harm on the skin when your temporary prisoner inevitably begins to move their limbs to test the restraint.
I allowed myself some time to stare down at my prisoner, she looked so helpless with her hands tied to the bed-frame. Her mouth moved up and down slightly as she gulped, trying to get used to the foreign object that was buckled into her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were placed into darkness, hidden behind the layer of thick fabric that was the blindfold. A soft whimper managed to escape as her brain began to think about how helpless she was becoming under my control.
Gently I placed the rope against her legs and began wrapping it underneath her, making sure to loop the lengths around her legs as a whole and individually at the same time. There was enough of it to go around her legs nearly ten times, then I tightened it as much as possible before tightening it into a knot in front of her knees. It was my first time trying rope on someone and it took longer than I imagined it would, but Emily was very patient with me, almost encouraging me in her bound form until it was finished. Then I made sure to use a handcuff to restrain the rope to the end of the bed to make it even tighter for her.
"There, try and squirm," I said, slapping her thighs as I stood back to observe my masterpiece.
The second I said it she tried to move. She tried her hands multiple times as I worked on her legs and it was clear that they weren't going anywhere, but she was surprised when she tried to pull her feet up as the rope allowed very little movement, in fact it shocked her how little she was able to move her feet.
Her breathing seemed to deepen as she continued to move, as if it was actually making her aroused how restrained she was. I couldn't help but watch for nearly a minute, staring down as she struggled to move any part of her body, it seemed that only her neck was the one part of her that allowed full movement. It was oddly beautiful, seeing her in such a state of bliss without the aid of my body or a toy giving her pleasure, she was enjoying the moment entirely by her own fantasies, the simple act of being tied up was enough to please her.
As much as I was enjoying it, I knew half of the reason she wanted to be tied up was to feel the full power of the device inside her, with no ability to stop it or turn it off. I took my phone out of my pocket and opened the app up, selecting the lightest vibration mode to begin with. The room was so quiet that I could easily hear the machine jolt to life, buzzing lightly within the tight legs of my sister. I watched as her body jolted upwards lightly, surprised by the sudden pleasure she began to feel. A long, drawn out sigh left the gag as she pushed herself against her bonds, trying to understand the sensation she was feeling.
I wanted to touch her, her breasts were begging to be touched and licked, I was desperate to run my hand over her soft skin, maybe kiss up her neck to really get her going. It was the hardest task I set myself to keep my hands away from her as anything I would have done to her body would have distracted her from the sensation below. She could not see, she could not move, her mouth was filled with the silicon gag, there was no noise in the room except that persistent buzzing. The only thing in the world at the moment for my sister was that vibrator deep inside her, that was the only form of sense and stimulation. As much as it hurt to keep away, I wanted to keep it that way.
I waited for a few minutes until she became used to the feeling, my eyes watched carefully as her body slowly stopped reacting to the vibration. Once this happened, I went to the next level and watched her body jump up once more. The entire time I remained silent, even trying my hardest to breathe as slowly and quietly as possible so she wouldn't hear me. Tirelessly I waited until her body became used to that level of vibration before going to the next setting. After a while, I knew it would become too much. The vibration wouldn't be low enough just to tease her and it would eventually bring her over the edge. I had no intention of stopping the feeling to draw out the orgasm, but I wanted her to feel the full power of the toy before she got to the point.
As her body became used to the current setting, I skipped the next few and went for the quickest and most powerful setting the app had available. Again, her body jumped, but this time it was joined by an audible noise that came from Emily's mouth, she wasn't expecting this feeling so soon. Her noise didn't stop, she pulled against the restraints over and over again as a selection of moans and groans left her lips. It wasn't going to be long.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
I looked to where the front door to the house would be, that noise was clearly someone knocking against the front door. Dad and Jane were at work, Tanya would be running the shops… who would come out all this way to see us?
I glanced down at my sister, who was still struggling against the relenting bonds. It was clear the device was going to push her over the edge soon, whether she would want the vibration to stop or not would have been interesting to see, though I had no plan to stop it yet. For added effect, I placed the phone on the bed right next to her. It somehow made me happy to know that the device to stop the sensation was so close to her, but still out of her reach. Her moans became louder and louder, her body began to shake and pull harder against her bonds, at this point I was at the door, staring at her body as I slowly closed it behind me.
In the hallway, all sound stopped. It seemed as if closing the door completely drowned out all sound that would have come from the room. I assumed Emily was having one of the most powerful orgasms she would have ever had, sadly I was not there to witness it… or stop the device if she had begged for it.
It should have been more of a surprise when I opened the front door and was greeted by the sight of Becky standing in front of me. The young woman looked up towards me with a huge grin on her face and a small shopping bag in her hands. She was cute and made my heart skip a beat every time I saw her. Since that kiss I had fallen completely in love with the young woman; I wished I could have explained it in another way as it made me feel bad for Emily every time I said to myself that I loved Becky. It seemed to be an extension of the love I had with my step-sister, she was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but there was something about the woman in front of me that I knew I would do anything for.
"Hi." She smiled towards me.
"Hello," I said back.
It was a simple exchange, but seemed to say more than the words we spoke. I looked down at her, she was wearing a hoodie with a simple white t-shirt underneath, her bare legs were gaining goosebumps as she dared to wear denim shorts on this luke-warm day.
"I went to the shops today and picked up some items… I was going to show you when we next saw each other at work, but I couldn't wait to see you."
"That's okay… did you…" Finally I looked behind her, there were no vehicles in the driveway apart from the piece of junk van I drove for work, "Did you walk here?"
"Well, Tanya gave me a lift to the shops. Then I paid for these items, caught a bus to your town and then walked here."
"The bus stops on the other side of town though."
"Yeah, it was a bit of a walk, but I wanted to see you."
My heart leapt, it hurt to think she went all this way just to show me something. Immediately, I leant down and wrapped her in my arms, picking her up from the outside world and bringing her into the warm comfort my home provided. I closed the door behind us before we walked to the main room, Becky almost jumped onto the sofa and began looking through the items she had just purchased.
I joined her on the piece of furniture, "So, what did you buy?"
"These!" She said that word with such glee, pulling out two thigh-high socks out of the bag, they were entirely black apart from when it went to the foot, which faded into a bright white colour.
"Wow…socks."
"Look at the bottom though, aren't they cute?"
I gripped the items of clothing gently and began to run my fingers towards the bottom, it was clear they were homemade but knitted together with care. My fingers scraped by until the colour transformed to white, I finally reached the toes before my fingers stopped as they came across a thicker material. It felt different, still soft but much harder than the knitted fabric the rest of the sock had. Instantly, I turned the item around to see the bottom and was greeted with a cat's paw. It was almost identical to the paw Emily and I had at the bottom out of suits, placed within the latex to give some form of grip, but this time it was knitted gently into the sock.
"Wow…"
"It's cute, right?" Becky continued to reach within the bag, "I got them with a few other items."
She reached in and pulled out a pair of matching gloves, cat ears which were hair clips and a pink pet collar. The pet collar looked to be a real one, made for actual animals that you can buy at any pet store, the matching gloves were more like mittens, they would reach up most of the wearer's lower arm and had the exact same paw knitted on the bottom. The car ears were made of a different fabric, looking more like faux fur and was almost a mixture of black and white, the right ear even had a pink bow that matched the collar Becky had purchased separately.
"Where did you get these from?" I asked, staring deeply at the items she placed in front of me.
"A new shop that opened in the mall, 'cat-plaza' or something. Everything in there was home made but it was all pet stuff, like petplay stuff. Are your parents home? If not, can we try these out? I'm really itching to give them a go!"
Without me even answering her, she was already stripping herself off, she threw off her hoodie and pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing her small breasts. Before her shirt had even landed off the floor, she began unbuttoning her shorts.
"Becky… Becky, stop!" I placed my hand on hers, immediately ceasing her action, "This is the exact paw from our suits, it's not similar… it's the exact same one."
"Yeah?"
"Well, that means that shop you went to had some connection to the same company Tanya orders her suits from."
"The lady hand makes everything, plus it's only a temporary store. She's only going to be there for a few days before she moves on."
I stood up, "Can you show me where the store is? I really want to see it."
"Can it wait… please? I really want to try these on. Maybe you can even get your leash and walk me around."
I stared at Becky, who was grinning at the thought of being treated like a pet for a while. I felt odd, not sure why I needed to see this shop so badly. Surely there was some reason why the lady was using the same products, she could have been connected to the company in some way, but it felt like an itch I had to scratch. She was somehow in the petplay scene and I just needed to know, I needed to find out more about what this woman did.
My gaze returned back to Becky, who was now completely naked in my house, the denim shorts were on the floor and she was sitting, lifting the socks onto her legs. She was smiling the entire time and even had her tongue partially out as she did this, reminding me of Becky's identical thinking face.
"I guess… it can wait." I felt defeated, my urge to find out more about this place had to wait and Becky's fun had to come first.
I knelt down and helped her place her socks on fully, making sure the paw that drove me insane was placed on the bottom of her feet. I did the same with the mittens, it didn't cause her to be as helpless as she was in the suit; but the mitten worked in stopping her fingers from working individually. Then I placed the collar around her thin neck, placing it as tight as it would go with some room to not be too restrictive.
Becky looked down at her body, despite the contrasting colours, the black, white and pink really suited her. She seemed so happy, even going as far as to clap her hands together, which was immediately muted by the mittens.
"This is perfect," she said, taking another look at herself, "Do you have a leash?"
"Yeah, I can walk you around the garden if you want?" I stood up and stared at the creature by my feet, "Oooh, I also have a bit-gag if you would like that?"
She nodded and continued to play with her new parts. It was cute to see, it wasn't as sexual or as restrictive as the outfits, but it was really nice to see that simple items of clothing had brought out the young woman's pet side. It showed that we didn't always need the expensive suits that we wore so often, even something small that was pet related could work.
I walked down the hallway and back towards my bedroom. Despite the urge to seek out this unknown woman, I was smiling ear-to-ear at the thought of Becky enjoying the moment of being a pet. It was a moment I wouldn't have seen if she had gone with the cam-girl, despite the promise of spending the rest of her life as a pet, would Becky have enjoyed it as much as this? I knew I couldn't promise her the same thing, but I would do everything in my power to make Becky happy.
"Oh, Emily!" I screeched as I opened up the door to the bedroom.
Somehow I had completely forgotten about my sister, who was still tied to the bed and suffering from the device that was forcing pleasure upon her. I did the restraints too well and she was unable to get herself free. A layer of sweat coated her skin and soaked her underwear and the blanket on top of the bed… Well, I hoped it was all sweat.
"I'm sorry, Em! Are you okay?" I asked loudly, picking up the phone and immediately shutting the app off.
Finally, her body settled and she stopped struggling, going limp against the mattress. I pulled off the blindfold and removed the gag, pulling it out of her mouth that broke off several strands of saliva. I dropped the items onto the bed beside her and placed my hands on her cheeks, forcing her head to look towards me.
"Em? Em, are you okay?" I continued.
She finally opened her eyes, keeping one entirely closed as she struggled with the bright light of the room from being in darkness for that long. Despite being at the mercy of the device the entire time Becky and I were talking, she hummed to herself as if it was one of the best times of her life, it didn't matter that her body was drained from the lost amount of orgasms, or that she was getting sensitive from the overstimulation.
She gave me a weakened smile before uttering one sentence, "You… are so mean."