A few minutes later, they were repositioned on the bed. To Alan’s surprise, Katherine insisted on having her hands handcuffed behind her back, and on being blindfolded as well.
Alan picked up the handcuffs. He examined them before putting them or the blindfold on her. "Hmmm. I’ve never played around with these before. Are you SURE you want to wear these?"
"I’m completely sure! I’ve never been so sure in my life. I didn’t know you hadn’t used them already. They’re Aunt Suzy’s from way back, so I kind of figured... Wow! If I get to be the first of your nymphos to get fucked in handcuffs, that’ll be an even bigger super double ultra amazing gift!"
"You’re beginning to sound like Amy," he muttered, as he continued to inspect the handcuffs. "I don’t get it. It’s not like you’re going to up and run away."
"No, but I COULD get up and run away, in theory. But with the handcuffs, I can’t even do THAT! I’m totally helpless, a slave! I’m totally unable to stop you from royally fucking !"
"But you wouldn’t want to stop . Besides, these aren’t even real handcuffs; they’re just for play. I’ve been fiddling with them and I see you don’t even need a key to take them off."
She shook a fist in the air in frustration. "Grrr! Brother, you don’t get it! I guess that’s why you’re the master and I’m one of your many busty, fuckable playthings. Just let have my fantasy, okay? That’s an order!"
He laughed. "Yes, ma’am!" He thought, I love Sis. She wins the award for most uppity submissive in my harem, that’s for sure. I don’t know about this bondage stuff. I’m not sure I should be encouraging things getting even weirder. But this is what she really wants, and after her aweso deep throating effort, how can I tell her no? That must have been really, really hard to do. I’m so lucky to have a sister who truly loves endlessly pleasuring my dick!
Although he didn’t fully understand how she felt about this, he understood enough to know how to push her buttons. He put a scowl on his face, and barked commandingly, "Miss Katherine Plumr! Assu the position. NOW!"
Her eyes went wide, but she scrambled on the bed, kneeling up in front of him with her ample chest thrust forward and her hands behind her back, as if they were already tightly bound together.
Alan simply examined her for so long monts as he continued to fiddle idly with the handcuffs. Dang, she’s such a babe! And I love how the collar looks on her. That was a really great idea. I’m so glad I bought those. Then he started to inspect her with the cuffs. He took the tal ring of one cuff and brought it right to her left nipple.
She gasped as the cold tal ca into contact with her erect nip.
He chuckled inwardly. Geez, this is so easy. She’s already so horny that she’s panting, and I haven’t really said or done anything yet.
She was staring intently at the cuffs, which reminded him about the need for the blindfold. "Here," he said, as he temporarily withdrew the cuffs so he could put the blindfold on her, "It’ll be even better when you can’t see. Then you can concentrate fully on your sense of touch."
She purred even more contentedly as he finished tying the blindfold around her head and brought the cuffs back to her nipple.
As he ran the tal all over her nipple, he asked in a growl, "What makes you think you’re worthy of being one of my fuck toys?"
She started to open her mouth, but he barked, "Don’t answer! I just want you to think about it. Think about it long and hard. Like my cock. Looooong and haaard..." He dropped the cuffs down to her pussy and ran the tal ring over her pussy lips and clit.
She shivered all over, but her clit especially was maxing out on pleasure at the touch of the cold tal. Then he started to run the chain between the cuffs over her clit, and she loved that even more.
As he did that, she seriously considered his question. What does make worthy? Of course, I’m his sister, and a damn good looking one at that. True, I wish my breasts could be larger, a lot larger. But even so, everyone says I’m one of the most beautiful girls in school. But more than that is the love! A lot of brothers and sisters don’t even like each other, but I well and truly love him, and I know he loves ! That’s what makes it so fun and easy to endlessly serve his cock. It’s like Mom says: sperm is love. Every ti he cums on or in , it’s like he’s bathing in his love! Our bond keeps getting stronger and stronger every day, so to the whole question is moot. I’m totally secure with the love we have for each other!
He could have kept up with an "interrogation" like that for so ti, but he was eager to fuck. Plus, he wasn’t actually unhappy with her in any way, and didn’t want to create the impression that he was. So he said, "Think about that, but later. Now, lie down and prepare to get fucked!"
But Katherine didn’t move. There was a pause, and then she mumbled out of the corner of her mouth, "The cuffs."
He didn’t understand her. "What?"
She whispered a bit louder, "The cuffs!"
D’oh! So master I am! But he was quick to roll with the punches, and said, commandingly, "But before you do, I’m going to handcuff you, because you’ve been such a naughty, uppity, sister slut!"
She cooed, and practically lted with desire as she eagerly twisted around to present her wrists to him.
As he put the cuffs on her, she thought, Ah! The hard tallic click of the cuffs locking together! So harsh! So final! I love it! I already can’t wait to tell Mom all about this tomorrow. She’s going to flip about the deep throating. And when she hears about the cuffs, she’ll cum buckets! Tee hee! And when I tell Brenda, boy oh boy! She literally WILL cum buckets! Hee-hee!
While he laid on top of her, he thought, I’m no expert at the whole body orgasm thing, but this seems like an ideal ti to go for another one. The re fact that she’s handcuffed has her hotter than an oven. It’s like I’ve been fucking her for an hour already. And with the blindfold, she’ll be able to focus more on her other senses. To be honest, I don’t have the slightest clue what I’m doing, but I’ll just try to do what worked with Aims and Mom.
Other than the handcuffs and blindfold, the only other item Katherine "wore" was her new collar, a fact that delighted her to no end. After her brother slid his erection all the way into her, and started wiggling it around a bit, making things a bit more comfortable for both of them, she said, "This is the first ti you’ve fucked since you collared . That just makes it extra hot! I pulled the collar extra tight when I put it on, so it’s tugging at my neck a little bit. That reminds that I’m your woman. It’s like my whole neck is a new erogenous zone."
He was focused on fucking. He was already building up a steady, deep rhythm. But he reached up to briefly run a finger along her collar.
"Oooh!" she squealed. "It IS an erogenous zone. Do that a lot! When you touch there, it’s like you’re telling , ’I’m your master and you’re my fuck toy sister-slave, and don’t you EVER forget it!’"
He didn’t know how to respond to that. His natural modesty was still making him resist this sort of master and slave talk, but he couldn’t deny that it was arousing him as well. Lately, his ntal protests were growing fewer and farther between. He just grunted, churning his erection around deep inside her pussy for a little bit before he resud his regular thrusting.
She continued, trying to explain while she still had the breath to talk, "After the blowjob lessons, Aims and I got to talking about our collars. Naly, how will we be able to pass off wearing them at school? And then we ca up with an idea. We’ll create so kind of fake scandal, and then we’ll wear the collars as our silent form of protest!"
She stopped her explanation for a mont, distracted by the intense fucking pleasure. "Oh, Brother! Fuck ! Just like that. Mmmm! But, uh, can you take the cuffs off for a sec, so I can put my hands over my head instead? They’re starting to get uncomfy, digging into my back."
He did that, which was easy enough, since no keys were needed. Typical. She loves the slavery idea in theory, but she quickly changes her tune if there’s any actual discomfort involved.
She resud grinding her hips in response to his steady plowing. But she continued to explain, "I ca up with the idea that we should demand that the school allow us to design new cheerleader uniforms. UGH! HNNNG! ... We’ll, we’ll... co up with an even sexier and more revealing design, and since our current uniforms are borderline porno already, there’s no way they’ll agree! HOO! AH! Then we’ll be able to wear our collars in public forever!"
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