Our Little Brother
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				Title: <strong>Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>23-10-2007, 10:46:01</strong>
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				It had been a long day.&nbsp; Cassy Andrews sat in the plush leather chair at the attorneys office listening with disbelief while the will was read.&nbsp; Her mother was gone,&nbsp; perished in a car accident only days after the death of her stepfather, who had wasted away and died from cancer, and now she was hearing that she was going to have to live for five years with a boy that she hadn't even met in order to inherit any of the estate.&nbsp; Millions of dollars rested on meeting this requirement, but she was uneasy about it.&nbsp; She knew nothing about him.&nbsp; Only that he was eighteen and the biological son of her beloved stepfather.<br><br>The raven haired woman looked at her identical twin, thier emerald eyes meeting, so alike and yet so different.&nbsp; Cassy was a Psychologist by day and a Dominatrix by night, her sister was a student by day and a dancer by night.&nbsp; She was bold and outspoken and Sharon was sweet, and submissive.&nbsp; She looked again at the photo of the boy.&nbsp; Cobey Terrace.&nbsp; He was attractive with his thick dirty blond hair, blue eyes and athletic body.&nbsp; But what were they suppose to do with a young boy underfoot?&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 11:52:40</strong>
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				Sharon met her twins eyes deferentially.&nbsp; Thank goodness she'd taken this seriously for once in her life, disdaining her bad girl garb to dress in a snug, sharp grey power suit.&nbsp; Her eyes met Cassey's and she shrugged softly, then she looked back at the picture, and her face softened.&nbsp; <br><br>When her eyes looked back, they pleaded cutely for him.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 12:20:19</strong>
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				The door opened, and a teenage boy stepped in, clearly the one from the picture. This was undoubtably Cobey Terrace. He gave a quick scan of the room, noticing the two girls, obviously twins, and the man that was more then likely reading out the will. There was a fresh bruise to his temple, and his nice clothing had some dirt on it. Black jeans and a white buttoned shirt with a collar, he would have looked quite good if it weren't for the obvious filth. <br><br>He looked very embarrased at showing up in such a state, and only briefly made eye contact with the three people before taking his seat. "I'm sorry I'm late..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 12:31:59</strong>
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				Cassy looked at the boy, he <em>was</em> cute, <em>"Down girl!" </em> &nbsp;she admonished herself.&nbsp; "It isn't a problem, we have really only just started anyway."&nbsp; &nbsp;She looked at her sister and gave a resigned shrug.&nbsp; They were stuck with this boy for the time being.&nbsp; They may as well make the best of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 12:38:28</strong>
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				Sharon arched an eyebrow and pulled a hankerchief from her purse, crossing to the newcomer and offering it to him.&nbsp; "Who roughed you up, kid?&nbsp; Or did you stop on the way here for a friendly game of black court basketball?"&nbsp; She offered a playful smile, showing the dimple on her left cheek.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 12:43:02</strong>
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				Though he blushed, he smiled and took it gratefully, trying his best to at least clean his bruise. A tiny speck of dried blood flaked off and he timidly returned it. "Thank you... it's... nothing, I'm fine" He was obviously lying. The man cleared his throat. "Now that Master Terrace has joined us, I'll begin the reading again"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 12:48:12</strong>
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				Cassy choked and covered it by coughing, this boy was no <em>Master</em> by any means.&nbsp; As they sat there, listening once again to the conditions of the will, Cassys mind wandered back to the boy.&nbsp; She couldn't help but wonder what wonderful things she might be able to teach the young<em> master</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:01:00</strong>
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				As the more interesting details were revealed among the figures, Cobey quickly chanced a look at the two woman that would be his fellow tenants at the penthouse for five years. <em>they certainly are beautiful...</em><br><br>Realizing that they had already heard this, he knew that the attention was now on him. He forced himself to meet the twins eyes for a second. "So... five years huh? I can handle that..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:09:56</strong>
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				The twin in the grey suit studdied him out of the corner of her eyes.&nbsp; <em>He's pretty cute.&nbsp; I wonder who roughed him up, and why?&nbsp; Probably just a mugging.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:22:45</strong>
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				After the reading of the will, the limo driver took them to a spacious penthouse apartment that overlooked the city below.&nbsp; There was a balcony with a small garden, three large bedrooms, two bathrooms a large kitchen, formal dining room and a living room.&nbsp; The leather furniture was tastfully arranged around a large fireplace that was lit and waiting for them.<br><br>Since Cassy and Sharon were alredy living in the apartment, there was only one room empty for the boy, which Cassy showed him to.<br><br>"Dinner will be ready in about half an hour if you want to change and wash up.&nbsp; And I will take a look at those cuts if you want me to.&nbsp; Who jumped you anyway, kid?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:34:57</strong>
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				"Ermm... just some guys from school..." some guys that had pushed him off his bike on the way to the will reading, taunting him over having no parents.<br><br>He retreated into the bathroom, a rather nice one at that, reflecting on all that had happened as he gingerly inspected his purple bruise in the mirror. The cancer, the car accident, and now this... as he discarded his clothes and stepped into the shower, he sighed, not sure how to feel. "Daddy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:44:11</strong>
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				Sharon groaned, "I'm getting out of this monkey suit," as she slipped into her room, stripped quickly, and came back out into the kitchen in black jeans and a purple tank top.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 13:58:45</strong>
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				Cassy went to her room and took off her conservative black dress and donned her more familiar clothes, tight black leather pants, and a low cut maroon, long sleeve shirt.&nbsp; She remained bare footed as she padded back out to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner.<br><br>"Sharon, is there anything special that you want tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 14:05:51</strong>
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				She giggled softly.&nbsp; "Sashemi on your tummy?" she teased, then chocked, "Oh, dear, our privacy really is gone."&nbsp; she laughed ruefully and shook her head, then threw heself into an idle flip/twist over the back of an easy chair and into it.&nbsp; "How about chicken Parmesan Alfredo and roast garlic on french bread?" she suggested.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 14:36:15</strong>
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				Cassy smiled at her twin, "Yeah, it is.&nbsp; But he<em> is </em> very cute.&nbsp; He will make a very nice playmate, once he's been trained."&nbsp; she grinned wickedly and winked.&nbsp; "I'll go ask him if he has a problem with that for dinner."<br><br>She walked down the hall and knocked on the door, "Cobey, do you have a problem with Chicken Parmesan Alfredo and Roasted garlic on french bread for dinner with a nice salad?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 14:50:24</strong>
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				He had been crossing the room to grab his clothing, still slightly damp and nude, when he heard his step sister ask him about dinner. He hadn't locked the door and he had frozen in the middle of the room, in half step, hoping that she wouldn't open the door. "Uhh... yeah, that sounds great Cassy" It actually did sound great. Living alone, he couldn't afford any food anything like what his new sisters could. It was then he remembered how hungrey he was...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 14:57:57</strong>
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				Cassy stood with her hand on the doorknob thinking of just peeking in, then she decides that there will be plenty of time for that and turns toward the kitchen to fix dinner.&nbsp; As she coats the chicken and starts shredding the cheese, he mind wanders to all the fun that an 18 year old boy might be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 15:09:13</strong>
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				He waited until he heard her footsteps leaving, then relaxed, making a mental note to lock the door next time. He let out a long sigh to calm himself, dressing slowly in a pair of knee length gray pants and a short sleeved black t-shirt, soft and perfect for night time. He was still a little shaken over his fathers death and confused about this new developement. "I've never had a sister before... now I have two... I'm practically a baby brother now..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 15:19:15</strong>
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				After a nice, though slightly strained dinner, Cassy took Cobey back to his room and insisted on treating his hurts.<br><br>"Cobey, honestly, I'm not going to hurt you.&nbsp; Just let me look at those cuts and put some antibiotic ointment on them!&nbsp; You act like you have never had a woman touch you before!" &nbsp; She pulled his shirt off over his head and began to dab ointment on the cuts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 15:27:52</strong>
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				He nodded timidly, letting her lift his shirt off and allowing her to treat his injuries. Though he was nervous at being shirtless near a woman, he managed a small smile, genuinely grateful. He winced once as a particularly bad gravel rash was dabbed, but beside that he took it well. "Thanks for this... sis" he hesitated slightly before adding this last word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 15:39:32</strong>
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				Cassy notes with quiet satisfaction how timid and submissive Cobey is when she is forceful with him.&nbsp; She stores that information like she does with all things, for future use and cleans and treats his wounds.&nbsp; When he thanks her she smiles at him and kissed him gently on his closed mouth, "You're welcome, Cobey.&nbsp; And welcome home.&nbsp; Now settle in and get comfortable."&nbsp; &nbsp;With that she leaves him alone in his room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>24-10-2007, 15:58:10</strong>
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				He nodded, bravely meeting her eyes and smiling, though he was a shade pinker. Putting his shirt back on, he started to unpack, finally beginning to grasp the fact that this was now his home. He would need to set up his computer, and was acually quite happy at finding that he could connect his modem in here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 07:14:06</strong>
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				Sharon put in her I-pod's ear phones and danced in the kitchen as she cleaned up after dinner.&nbsp; She rolled her belly and gyrated her bottom as she put the spiced olive oil back on the wrack, twirled around the room with a rag as she wiped down the tables.&nbsp; <br><br>When it was done, she slipped into her sisters room and threw a towel over her shoulder, "Shower time, Cassy?" she teased.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 07:36:44</strong>
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				Cassy smiled at her sister.&nbsp; "You really think that's a good idea?"&nbsp; &nbsp;And she jerks her head in the general direction of the new arrival.&nbsp; Then she grins wickedly at Sharon and grabs for her, pulling her down and kissing her, "Go take your shower, filthy girl!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 07:38:36</strong>
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				Cassy's twins soft lips meshed into hers with hungry familiarity, then she stepped back and bowed, "It would not be seemly to shower without first attending to mistresses cleanliness," she teased, emerald eyes dancing.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 07:47:13</strong>
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				Right now, Cobey needed to try and enjoy himself, if only to distract himself for a little while. Now that his room was arranged and his computer ready, he sat down and booted up Shadowrun, a game he had met a few friends online with. He hadn't played in a while, so he was eager to see them.<br><br>As he was loaded into the game lobby, he was immdediately greeted by his close ring of friends, just as he was fumbling with his head set. "Hey guys..." "Dude! Where ya been? We had to do the tourney without ya" "Uhhg... you guys will never believe this"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 08:06:06</strong>
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				Cassy&nbsp; smiled at her <em>baby</em> sister, "Come back here, you!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She listens to see if Cobey has heard them playing and, satisfied that he has not, rises and pulls her sister to the shower.&nbsp; "Amazing what only five minutes difference in our ages will do, isn't it, my submissive little pet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 08:17:30</strong>
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				"Only for you, sweet mistress," Sharon teased, pulling off her tank top and sports bra to let her heavy breasts bounce free.&nbsp; She turned the shower on and let it warm as she stripped quickly, then moved behind Casey to undo her bra and slide her hands down her twins thighs, pushing her panties low.&nbsp; <br><br>"Please permit me to wash you, dear mistress."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 08:26:20</strong>
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				As he gamed, he was starting to unwind a bit, actually enjoying himself. He felt a lot better, actually. "So... they hot?" "They're my sisters!" "So?" He sighed. "Yeah... they are pretty hot" even as they were being beaten by the opposing team, all the guys laughed and joked about it. "You know, they're only your step sisters... you could totally fuck 'em and it'd fine" "Guys!" "Give him a break man, he met 'em, like, an hour" "Yeah, he's gotta at least buy 'em a drink" "Very funny guys..."<br><br>They were right, though. It would be ok... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 08:47:51</strong>
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				Cassy always loved the feel of Sharon's hands on her body and tonight was no different.&nbsp; She sighed contentedly and stepped into the shower, "Of course, pet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 09:58:03</strong>
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				Sharon sprayed water over her body, then stepped back to lather her chest heavily with the soap til her pet orbs were thick with soap.&nbsp; Then she stepped in, embraced her sister, and rubbed her chest up and down her twin's body to share the lather.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 11:16:37</strong>
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				Cassy laughed, use to her sisters antics, and finished the shower, playing as much as washing.<br><br><br><br><br>Two weeks passed without much excitement.&nbsp; Cobey seems to be settling in nicely and the twins have accepted his presence.&nbsp; Finally, Cassy decides that it is time to initiate him into the life that he will be leading if he is really going to live there for the next five years....<br><br><br>Cassy comes home early one day from the office to find Cobey taking a bath.&nbsp; Thinking that this is the perfect opportunity to begin his lessons, she enters the bathroom....<br><br>"Cobey, are you in here sweet one?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 11:21:19</strong>
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				"errr..." he quickly ducked down so only his head so head could be seen above the bubbles. "Yeah sis, I'm here... need something?" He had gotten used to Cassy and how she would always pick a moment like this to try and talk to him, but he still couldn't help feeling embarrassed over his nakedness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 11:34:30</strong>
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				Cassy hides her obvious enjoument of his discomfort and crosses to the tub, "Here, let me help you wash up."&nbsp; &nbsp;She kneels beside the tub and grabs a soft sponge, putting some soap on it, she begins to rub it against him, lathering him up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 11:52:37</strong>
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				He drew back a bit. "No, it's ok" but he knew very well there was no argueing with Cassy, so he sighed and bent forward, trying to keep hidden while giving her enough of him to work with.<br><br>Hugging his knee's, he hoped to hide his blush from her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 12:05:09</strong>
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				Cassy decided that now was the time to finally unleash the Domme within, "Will you <em>STOP!</em>&nbsp; You act as though you have never been in a tub before!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She pulls him bac so that his back is against the back of the tub and pushes his knees down, then begins to wash him, her hand dipping below the water to brush against his intimate parts and then back again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 12:12:17</strong>
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				It took a few seconds for him to realize what had happened, but now that she had done that, he let out a breath and relaxed somewhat. "I'm sorry sis... I'm just not used to this" Though his skin still seared, he lay back and allowed her to bath him, just getting used to the awkward feeling and trying to outgrow it. "Hehe, I can't even remember the last time someone bathed me like this" He closed his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 12:39:00</strong>
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				Pleased to find that he is as easily submissive as she thought he was, she continues to bathe him.&nbsp; As she does, she drops the sponge, and begins to rub his chest and stomache with her hands, slowly dropping below the water line to gently touch his member and his legs, "You know, Cobey, there are many things that you will learn being a member of this family."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 13:01:25</strong>
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				He stiffened in response to her touch, opening his eyes and crossing his legs. "Wh-what do you mean?..." <em>What is she doing to me? Is she... no, no, we're family now, that can't be it...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 13:19:05</strong>
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				"The first, is not to cross your legs when I touch you." &nbsp;she tells him and firmy uncrosses them for him, "The second would be not to be so upset when I touch you." &nbsp; She gently begins to stroke him beneath the water.&nbsp; Taking her other hand, she tilts his head back and gently kisses him on the mouth, forcing his lips apart and her tounge inside. &nbsp;"Do you like to be touched and kissed, Cobey?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 13:27:43</strong>
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				His eyes flew open as she kissed him, instinctually drawing back, but quickly, his entire body went limp and his eyes closed, letting himself be kissed. He resisted a little as she stroked him, but otherwise he submitted completely. Having a tongue in his mouth was something he had never experianced, and while it wasn't unpleasant, he wasn't sure if he enjoyed it yet. <br><br>When she pulled away to speak, he panted for breath, looking up at her with a puppy-like expression. "Y-yes... I do... but... but..." He didn't know what to say. He felt that this was wrong, but something told him to let it happen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 13:43:19</strong>
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				"But what, Cobey?" &nbsp; she demands as she drops her hand once again below the water and begins to coax him into hardness.&nbsp; "Hmm..?&nbsp; You have some objection to be made?" she asks but, obviously brooks no argument.&nbsp; She intends that he will do as he is told.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 13:53:11</strong>
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				Breathing a bit more heavily now, he quickly became hard in her hand, looking away from where her wrist dissapeared into the water, embarrassed. "We're family Cassy... ohhh..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 14:03:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiles at his obvious discomfort and continues to stroke him, then she suddenly stopps and reaches over to drain the water from the tub, knowing that he will be embarrassed and that he is now fully erect, she orders him from the tub, "bath time is over, Cobey, time to join my family.&nbsp; Get up and come with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 14:10:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the water suddenly started to drain, he stiffened in alarm, realizing that he was now laying naked and erect before his sister. At her orders, he lowered his head, red cheeked, and nodded. "Yes sister..." there was never an arguement in this household. Cassy always got her way.<br><br>Timidly, he rose from the tub, very embarrassed over his exposure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 14:39:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned away to keep him from seeing her smile of pleasure at his discomfort, and got a towel to dry him, she had him stand there while she dried him off and led him through the hall to his own bedroom, still nude, ignoring his embarrassment, "Hurry up, Cobey."&nbsp; &nbsp;Once in his room she once again took control, "Do you know what is going to happen now, Cobey?" &nbsp; She ask.&nbsp; Before he could answer, she once again kissed him, once again reached for his member, stroking him, pushing him backward toward the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 14:45:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Taken in her lead once again, he found himself sitting on the edge of the bed, returning her kiss and leaning back on his elbows, whimpering as she stroked his hard manhood. "Yes... I know sis..." glower a shade brighter, he looked away from where she masturbated him, even as he was being kissed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:03:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at him, knowing that he was embarrassed and not caring, "Really?&nbsp; Then tell me.&nbsp; What is going to happen?"&nbsp; She never releases him, continuing to stroke him gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:06:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning softly now, he lay back a bit further, curling a little so that he was propped on his side up on one elbow, his other hand splayed out on the blanket, eyes screwed shut. "Don't make me say it... I'm embarrassed" his body tensed as he let out another moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, Cobey, you have to say it.&nbsp; And you are going to learn to ask for it.&nbsp; Tell me.&nbsp; And look at me when you do it." &nbsp; she gently but firmly pushed the boy back onto his back so that he was now completly exposed.&nbsp; "Right now, Cobey.&nbsp; Tell me that you understand."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Obeying, he met her eyes as he was layed back, skin searing and eyes slightly watery. "Yes. I understand sis... we're going to make love" he held her eyes as long as he could, then when he was sure that he would not be in trouble for doing so, he lowered them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:45:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good boy,"&nbsp; &nbsp;she praised him.&nbsp; "Now was that really so hard?&nbsp; Just lie back and relax, you'll like this.&nbsp; Everyone one does, it's going to feel very, very good." &nbsp;she continued to speak to him firmly but in a soft tone of voice, coaxing him to obey her, even though she already knew that he would.&nbsp; She began to touch him in earnest, stroking his hard member, his chest and sides, kissing him, and then lying beside him on the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 15:55:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eyes closed and mouth slightly open, he panted as he was touched, just laying like he had been told to, cheeks crimson. He kept telling himself this was wrong, but he was soon starting to question that himself. She was only a step sister after all...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 16:22:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Open your eyes, Cobey.&nbsp; You need to accept this.&nbsp; Look at me." &nbsp; she commanded him.&nbsp; She waited for him to obey her, knowing fully that he would, and then she leaned in to kiss him again.&nbsp; A long and lingering kiss,&nbsp; while her hands found every part of his body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 16:31:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He opened his eyes just as he was taken into another kiss, slow and lingering rather then the forceful intrusion he had recieved before. At first, his arms hovered in indecision, then finally, he gave in and wrapped his arms around her, kissing just as she did, not resisting at all.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 16:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she finally broke the kiss, it was aparent that all resistance was gone, she sat back and admired his lean, athletic form, softly running her fingers up the length of his erect member.&nbsp; Eventually, she stood and undressed, then joined him on the bed, guiding his hands and initiating him into her world.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 17:02:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Following her lead, his breath was slow and deep as he familiarized himself with his sisters body, the only woman who had ever allowed him to do so. Daringly, he kissed her neck, blushing furiously, unable to keep himself from rubbing his member into her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 17:28:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy didn't stop him from kissing her, encouraging him to surrender, she simpy continued to kiss him and touch him, sliding her hand between his thighs to slide a finger inside him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 17:40:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasped, almost a squeak, crawling back on his elbows away from her, looking up to his sister with those watery blue eyes, not knowing whether to feel frightened, hurt, curious or very aroused.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 17:57:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy shook her head at him, "No Cobey, lie down."&nbsp; &nbsp;she waited for his compliance before beginning again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 18:01:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But..." it was his first real attempt at defying her, but he lowered his head and nodded, laying back obediantly, quivering with anticipation at what she would do to him. Why would she do that to him?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 18:19:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he lowered his head in submission and lay back down, she resumed stroking his body, "Don't fight me, Cobey.&nbsp; Your body is telling me that you want this.&nbsp; Spread your legs." &nbsp; She slipped her hand between his thighs again, gently toying with his velvet sac, then, once again, slipped a finger inside him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 18:26:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now that he had been expecting it and wasn't so surprised, he found it only hurt a little, but it still felt strange to him. Being fairly naive, he had never thought of anyone penetrating him, and it made him squirm uncomfortably.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 18:42:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy gently withdrew the finger then, just as gently reinserted it, slowly repeating the action many times as she kissed his stomache and chest.&nbsp; He other hand back on his member softly gliding up and down it, then holing it firmly, letting her tounge flicker across the head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 18:58:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he grew used to this new feeling, his squirming stopped and he lay where he was, glowing as his sister worked on him, making him puff and pant, occasionally letting out a small moan. "Oh sisss..."<br><br><em>Uh oh... I'm guna cum soon... what do I do? Should I say something?</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:35:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Suddenly she withdrew from him, sitting up and looking him in the eye, knowing that he must be getting close and knowing that she intended to deny him.&nbsp; This was never about that.&nbsp; This was only about making him hers.&nbsp; "Mistress, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:38:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she drew away he almost whimpered as he lost his growing climax, heart racing and chest pumping. He looked up at her, nodding obediantly. "Yes Mistress"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:45:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled, "Good, Cobey!"&nbsp; &nbsp;she leaned over to kiss him gently and rose to leave the room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:49:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh?" he quickly sat up, looking up at her. "W-why are you leaving?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:52:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy stopped, not expecting him to ask her that, "Because tonight was only about teaching you, not about screwing you.&nbsp; But if you want me to stay, askme to."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 19:56:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lowered his head, letting his hair hang down over his face. "Please stay Mistress..." he realized he wouldn't get to make love to her tonight, but he didn't want to be left alone.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 20:05:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy crossed back to the bed and sat down beside him, pulling him into her arms and craddling him like a small child, holding him close and kissing the top of his head. After a few moments, she gently laid him down and stretched out beside him, pulling him close to her again and tucking his head under her chin.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 20:12:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just like a little child would, he curled up in her arms, closing his eyes and letting her kiss, nuzzle and hug away his loneliness. Bobbing slightly, his head couldn't be held up for long, Cobey suddenly very tired. "I love you sister..." he suddenly drew in a tiny breath, realizing what he had done. "Ummm... is it ok to call you that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 20:20:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy's heart swelled at his declaration, she put a finger under his chin and tilted his head back so that she could kiss him on the lips, "Yes, baby brother, it is.&nbsp; And I love you, too.&nbsp; go to sleep now, we can play again tomorrow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>25-10-2007, 20:28:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sweetly returns her kiss, nodding gratefully as she told him to sleep. His eyelids were already heavy, so he let them close, his sleepy, flushed face resting on her chest. Having her arms around him and being treated like a little kid felt so amazing to him, and he knew that he was now hers. For the first time since this whole mess began, he was happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>26-10-2007, 12:42:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling happily, Sharon waited 'til Cobby was asleep, then stripped down outside the cracked door she'd been peeking through and tip toed quietly in.&nbsp; She kissed Cassy's foot and whispered softly, "Dearest mistress, may I join you with our brother tonight, or shall I sleep in my place at your feet?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>26-10-2007, 20:06:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled at her sister, "Climb in beside us hon, I wore him out, I'm afraid, but I have plans for the two of you tomorrow."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:04:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling this new weight on the bed, Cobey stirred a little, eyes opening a little and blinking, looking drunk with sleepiness. He looked at Sharon, giving her a small smile before closing his eyes and cuddling closer, burying his face in Cassy's breasts. "Hey sis..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:23:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The next morning, Cassy was the first up.&nbsp; She got up and went into the living room and called Cobey and Sharon to get up and come to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:28:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cobey, now aware of his sisters true nature, and wary of what she might have in store for him, dressed quickly and came to her call. He was nervous, but at the same time he felt a strange thrill when remembering last nights events. Still, for all he knew she had breakfast on the table and was calling them to eat, so he tried not to let his jitteriness show.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:29:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon had been dozzing for a bit.&nbsp; She rested a hand on Coby's chest then, finger's splayed so that their midnight purple nail polish contrasted with their pale skin.&nbsp; She nibbled on Cobey's ear 'til he woke up, then grabbed him by the hand and sing-songged, "Come on, sleepy head!"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:36:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good morning you two.&nbsp; Before breakfast, Cobey, there are a few more things to learn.&nbsp; Today, you will actually lose that virginity.&nbsp; Take off your clothes." &nbsp; She crosses her arms and waits for him to comply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 12:47:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"wha..." still a little drowsy, her sudden command took a moment to register, and he looked helplessly back at Sharon. Everytime she ordered him, he felt a natural need to obey, but he was so nervous... he hadn't even kissed a girl yet.<br><br>"Yes Mistress..." he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped his pants, standing nude before her, hands covering his groin and head lowered, blushing furiously. His body seemed more lith without clothing, almost undeveloped, but his light, short pubes contradicted this.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 13:02:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Put your hands down, Cobey." &nbsp; she glances at her twin, "Your turn, Sharon."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 14:01:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded slightly, reluctantly taking his hands away to reveal his soft member. He couldn't meet her eyes, his skin practically glowing. "I'm so embarrassed..." he whined quietly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 15:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon laughed gently and turned to Cobey.&nbsp; Still bare as the day she was born and completely unashamed, she stepped up to him and took the hand that covered his groin in both of hers, lifting it to her lips, she kissed it gently while her green eyes peered into his.&nbsp; "Do you like what you see, Cobey?&nbsp; I know I do."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 15:42:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His breathing increased as his sister kissed his hand, revealed to him unashamedly. "Your beautiful sis..." he suddenly flared up, skin practically searing as his arousal was made known. He pushed his knees together, looking away, embarrassed beyond belief. "I'm sorry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 15:50:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop that, Cobey." &nbsp; She walked around behind him, reaching around and stroking his erection, pulling him back so that he was off balance enough that he had to keep both feet firmly on the floor.&nbsp; "Alright, Sharon, it's time to fully initiate him.&nbsp; He's all yours.&nbsp; And I will be right here, watching."&nbsp; &nbsp;Leaving him standing there, she went and sat down to enjoy the show.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 15:58:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon gave a delighted giggle as she peered at his face, willing his eyes to drown in hers.&nbsp; She parted his finges and slid her lips down his middle finger.&nbsp; Her cheeks sucked in as she bobbed up and down his middle finger, tongue swilling over it's pad.&nbsp; <br><br>Then she poppied free of it and teased, "What do you want, Cobey?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked to Sharon, eyes both longing for her but pleading his discomfort. He shifted nervously, knowing that they both watched him, and were taking pleasure in his embarrassment. As she sucked his finger, he looked away once again, but when she spoke, he didn't need to be ordered to meet her eyes. "...just be gentle with me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:11:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon smiled tenderly and, still holding his wrist, stepped in close adn gave him a gentle kiss.&nbsp; Her hard niples brushed against his chest as she did, bouncing softly up and down along his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>She crouched softly and licked up his nipple, then licked it softly, before closing her lips over it, lashing and sucklig.&nbsp; <br><br>Next she knet between his legs, looked up into his eyes, and whispered softly as her hands found his member, "you're in good hands with me, Cobey."&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned in carefuly and took her breasts in her own hands.&nbsp; She wrapped them around his member and rolled them gently as her chin dipped.&nbsp; Her tongue lashed out to lap up a bead of pre-cum, then she dipped lower to take the head of him member between her lips, suckling and ministering.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he was taken into her kiss, he went weak, his knees bending slightly as he reached up to cup her cheek, eyes closed and cheeks flushed. When she broke away to tease her way down, every lash of her tongue brought a soft exclamation from him. He had no idea how to react, and he felt very awkward just standing there.<br><br>When she began to massage him with her breasts, his back arched a little, legs bent slightly more, panting as he was taken into her mouth.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:29:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Purring softly, Sharon eventually lowered her breasts, thrilling at the responsible youth' reactions to her touch.&nbsp; <br>she reluctantly released her own breasts to wrap one hand around the base of his member, squeezing enough to discourage premature ejaculation, while her other hand reached around to massage his thighs.&nbsp; <br><br>She took him to the back of her throat, suckling and swishing her tongue in imitation of the caress that had earlier favored his finger.&nbsp; Then, bob by suckling bob, she took his member deeper down her own threat.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 16:45:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Steadily, his control weakened and he was soon moaning, weak from the sucking he was recieving. He hugged his elbows and screwed his eyes closed, mouth set to try and keep another moan back, but it escaped as a strangled whimper.<br><br>"So good... oh sis..." he could feel himself getting ready to climax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 07:57:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon Sweapt slowly back and off of his member, hand pumping gently up and down the length of his hard meat so he wouldn't loose too much arousal.&nbsp; She stared up into his eyes and purred, "What do you want, Cobey."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:17:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking down at her pretty face aroused him even more, and tried to answer her, but a shudder ran through his back and he yelped, ejaculating onto her face, whimpering and quivering. Panting for breath, he flared up once again, one eye open and now very conscious of what he had done. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:20:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon yelped, then laughed and took him in her mouth, lapping and swallowing hungrily.&nbsp; <br><br>When his spasams passed, she looked up again, not bothering to wipe away the line of jisim on her cheek, and teased, "Lie down, Cobey."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still puffing for his breath, he nodded nervously, laying back on the big, comfy bed. He suddenly wondered how many men had been made to kay here... or how many woman. He never thought of such things, and so this thought was new to him.<br><br>Still rock hard, he lay still, trying to relax, trusting his sisters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:28:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling and purring, Sharon pulled back her silky black hair and lapped his member clean.&nbsp; <br><br>Then she swallowed again and licked her lips.&nbsp; Straddling him, she settled down over his rampant member, taking it in one hand and guiding it into her as she slowly slid down it.&nbsp; Her wet velvet sheth closed around him and squeezed, rippling and milking through the work of her inner muscles.&nbsp; <br><br>When he was sheathed fully in her, she peered down into his eyes with loving emerald hunger.&nbsp; Then she began to dance.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:33:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watched, fasinated, as he slid in and out of her. He had never had the freedom, or the courage, to buy an erotic film, and he was always paranoid that someone would look through his internet history, so he had had no idea what it would look like. Closing his eyes, he lay his head back, letting out a long sigh of pleasure, wondering if maybe he would grow out of his naive ways with the help of his two beautiful sisters...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Noting that Cobey was getting off on the site, Sharon smiled widely and wove a belly dance into her rising and falling, rocking her breasts in difrent directions and letting him feel the contractions of her inner muscles as her stomach and hip rolled.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:41:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling the change in movement, he opened his eyes to see what she was doing, and seeing her move like that made him suddenly moan out and grip the blankets lightly, skinny chest pumping slightly. "Oh sis..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon grinned 'til she dimpled and danced on, faster, sweat oiling her rocking breasts, pink nipples red and taut. <br><br>"oh...&nbsp; Oh Cobey!" she gasped.&nbsp; "I'm so hot, so ready.&nbsp; Inside of me, now, now, now, inside of me!"&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 08:55:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering turned to moaning, his lith body squirming and arching up, eyes screwed shut as he announced he was coming, hopping upwards a little on the bed as he ejaculated hard.<br><br>He went limp and fell limply onto the bed, head lulling to the side and gasping for breath, very aware that he lay before his sisters naked, sweaty and recovering from making love. He had never felt the need to hide more in his life.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 10:22:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled, her little family complete.&nbsp; She rose from her seat and crossed to them, kissing first Sharon then Cobey, "Go ahead and rest while I make breakfast then we can talk about the future." &nbsp; She turned and headed to the kitchen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 10:26:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Being kissed unexpectedly, he shivered and smiled as she drew away, curling up under Sharon, and though he was still very embarrassed, he wasn't so reluctant to cuddle his sister.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>28-10-2007, 10:42:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy busies herself in the kitchen slicing melon and making bacon and eggs for breakfast.&nbsp; She reflects on Cobey and his ready comliance. <em> Not often you get a live in sub that easily,</em> &nbsp;she thinks, <em>perhaps this won't be so bad.</em><br><br>Once breakfast is ready, she calls them to the table.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 10:12:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon cuddled Cobey close, body hot and soft.&nbsp; <br><br>She groaned when it had to end, but stood, cleaned herself with a moist towel, and donned a blue silk chemise before taking Cobey's arm and escorting him in to breakfast.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 10:32:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cobey quickly dressed, rubbing his eye sleepily and letting Sharon lead him to the table.<br><br>He sat down and yawned, excepting his breakfast gratefully. As he ate, he smiled happily, though he was still not sure of exactly how he felt towards this families ways. Still, he was content for now, and he loved his new sisters very much, and a nagging within him wanted to learn more...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 10:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When the other two finally came to the table, she looked at Cobey.&nbsp; "No need to ask you if you enjoyed that, is there, Sharon?"&nbsp; Cassy smiled, knowing her sweet, submissive sister very well.&nbsp; "Cobey?&nbsp; Did you enjoy that?&nbsp; I do hope so.&nbsp; Because I have many plans for you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 10:53:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hehe... yes, I did..." he idly toyed with a piece of melon, crushing it under his fork so he could avoid looking directly at her for too long with his blushing as it was. "I always thought my first time would be slow and awkward..." he stole a quick glance at his sister Sharon, his first lover.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 10:58:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy chuckled, "Well, Sharon is rather gifted that way.&nbsp; So, now that your training has officially begun, you will learn many things.&nbsp; Now, tonight when I come home from work, I expect that the dishes will be clean and the table set for dinner.&nbsp; I know you don't yet know how to cook, so until I can take the time to teach you, I won't expect that.&nbsp; But you do need to have the kitchen clean.&nbsp; Do you understand me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 11:07:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded. "Yes, I understand sis" he quickly looked at his watch and set to finishing breakfast. "I gotta get going soon... my bike is still a bit busted, but it'll get me there"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 11:18:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cobey, this weekend we will go get you a new bike if you want one, but I really think that my car should take you to and from school from now on.&nbsp; So when you are ready to go, call downstairs and ask for Adam.&nbsp; He will drive you."&nbsp; She finished her breakfast and left to get ready for her day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 11:51:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she left, he sat at the table running everything through his mind. He was starting to like his new family a lot more, but still, there was that little shiver of trepidation... being as naive as he was, he had no idea what Cassy's 'plans' would involve.<br><br>He sighed, not wanting to show up at school in a shafroned car, but not wanting to have his eye busted open again as he rode to school. Quickly, he dressed and found Adam, heading off for school.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 12:14:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy showered and dressed in a conservative grey suit, checked her cell phone battery once again, picked up her planner and headed out the door. Once in the car, she calls the office to see check with her secretary to make sure that the first appointment has not canceled again. Confirming that it had not, she spent the rest of her trip to the office thinking about her new family.&nbsp; Things were progressing far better that she had ever hoped that they would.&nbsp; She could hardly wait to get home.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 13:52:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Trying to focus, he jotted down the notes on the board, knowing he would not remember them later. The short sleep and the surprise wake up call had left him a little tired, but the exhausting soccer practice and a generally hectic day had him almost dozing at his desk.<br><br>Finally, the bell rang and he dragged himself up and to where Adam would pick him up. The cars gentle movement had actually lulled him to a half sleep, and when they had arrived he had to shake his head to rouse himself.<br><br>He dragged himself inside, completely forgetting the tasks Cassy had set him. There were only three dishes in the sink, and a small spot of milk and some crumbs on the counter, but Cobey was so sleepy it had completely slipped his mind.<br><br>Still in his day clothes, he crawled onto his neatly made bed and was soon fast asleep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 16:40:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Cassy got home, she went in and changed out of her suit and into her jeans and a tank top then went to the kitchen to see about making dinner.&nbsp; She saw the dishes still in the sink and the table had not been wiped down.&nbsp; Frowning, she went to see if the others were home.&nbsp; When she found Cobey in bed, she was not pleased, &nbsp;"Cobey!&nbsp; Why are you in bed when the kitchen has not yet been cleaned?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still asleep, all she got out of him was a small stirring as he curled up and clung to his pillow, trying unconsciously to escape the noise that tried to wake.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:20:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"COBEY!!&nbsp; Wake up!!&nbsp; <em>Now,</em> young man!"&nbsp; &nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:24:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He yelped and quickly rolled to half sit up, taking a second to wake up. "...sis? whats wrong?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:30:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cobey, I told you to have the kitchen clean when I got home. And here I am, the dishes are still in the sink, the table has not been wiped down and you are in bed!&nbsp; This is unacceptable.&nbsp; Get up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Realizing what he'd done, his colour drained, and he quickly scrambled off the bed, ready to follow her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:48:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy walks to the kitchen and sits in one of the dining chairs. &nbsp;"Go to my room and bring back my hairbrush.&nbsp; The large, flat wooden one.&nbsp; Do it now, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:55:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nervously nodded, trying to figure out what she would do to him... quickly returning with her wooden hair brush, he hand it too her, head lowered and hands clasped together in his lap nervously.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 22:57:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes the brush without so much as a thank you, "Take down your pants and come here, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:02:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nervously, he fumbled with his belt buckle, unclasping it and letting his pants fall to his ankles. He stepped out of them and came close as he was told, red from embarrasment and head lowered with shame.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:05:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Underwear, too, Cobey.&nbsp; Then come lie across my lap.&nbsp; I am going to spank you for disobeying me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:10:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked up a second at this, looking shocked and a little frightened, but he lowered his head and nodded, crouching and pushing his pants down as he did.<br><br>Very nervously, he lay on her lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:15:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy took his hands and pulled them behind his back, holding them out of her way, then she raised her arm and brought the flat side of the wooden brush down on his exposed rear. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:18:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He yelped and arched a little, feeling a tingly stinging on his naked behind. He closed his eyes and readied himself for another. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:21:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She let the brush rise and fall a dozen times before stopping.&nbsp; "On your knees now, Cobey.&nbsp; There will be no more disobedience in this household."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rubbing his stinging, tender buttocks, he whimpered pitifully and obeyed without hesitation, getting on his knees. "Owie... owww..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:29:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, what did I tell you just before I left this morning?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:33:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				On his knees before her, he lowered his head shamefully to his sister. "You said to clean the kitchen..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:37:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It would have taken you less than five minutes.&nbsp; Instead you chose to disobey me.&nbsp; Go do it now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded obediently, slowly rising and heading to the kitchen, performing his task. He felt bad at forgetting his chores, but he was so embarrassed at having to do them naked from the waist down.<br><br>Finally finished, he trudged back to Cassy and threw his arms around her, burying his face in ger breasts and nuzzling apologetically. "I'm sorry big sister..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:49:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy relented and hugged him back, "Mistress, Cobey.&nbsp; I expect obedience and will punish you when I don't get it."&nbsp; She snakes her hand around his back to his member and gently caresses him for a moment, "Now what do you want for dinner?&nbsp; You can sit right there and tell me about your day while I cook it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:54:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He curled at the deliscious feeling that her touch gave him, then cuddled closer, relieved that she wasn't mad at him. "Uhmm... macaroni and cheese... with bacon!" he grinned up at her, knowing that such a meal was an oddity in this household of richer, finer food.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>02-11-2007, 23:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy laughed.&nbsp; "Alright, Cobey.&nbsp; You took your punishment without any fuss.&nbsp; But home made!&nbsp; No nasty boxed stuff!" &nbsp;She pulled him into a kiss and caressed him again before getting up.&nbsp; "Now, sit down and tell me about your day."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 00:02:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He clung to her happily, then he figured it was ok to put his pants back on, so he quickly dressed and sat at the table, very gingerly... his behind stung and tingled uncomfortably. He was glad it was a Saturday tomorrow. A whole day of those hard school desks would probably have him in pretty bad pain.<br><br>"School sucked as usual..." he started to tell her his long, tiring day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 00:07:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassey listened with genuine interest to Cobey's day, when she turned around and saw that he had redressed, she frowned, "I didn't tell you that you could put clothes back on Cobey.&nbsp; You need permission for that.&nbsp; take them back off.&nbsp; You will remain nude tonight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 00:10:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh..." he jerkily nodded, still not completely comfortable being naked, but he stripped at her command and sat down again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 06:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just what is it, exactly, that you find so distasteful about school?" She ask without looking up, knowing that he will do as he is told.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 06:35:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shifted on his bruised, numb bottom. "Just people there..." something in his hesitance gave the impression he would have said something else, but quickly thought better of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 06:42:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy turned and looked at him, "Cobey, you need to tell me what is going on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 06:49:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He met her eyes and then toyed with his fork. "Its just a bully... no biggy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:00:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cobey, what did I just say to you?&nbsp; Did you learn nothing from your spanking?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:04:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"...it's these guys at school... they're the ones who wrecked my bike..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:09:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy stops what she is doing and crosses to him, lifting his chin and kissing him gently, "Take those clothes in and put them in your hamper.&nbsp; Then I want you to come back here and tell me everything, alright?"&nbsp; She watches him to be certain that he does as he is told and goes to sit in the living room in front of the fire to wait for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the kiss left he smiled dreamily, nodding to her. "...ok..." he took his clothes and when he got back he sat at the table again. "Theres nothing really to tell... just guys who bully people..."<br><br>He knew she would want 'some' details, so he tried to find something to give her.<br><br>"The other day I got gravel rubbed through my hair..." Cobey took very good care of his hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cobey, come over here and sit beside me." &nbsp;She pats the the seat beside her on the couch.&nbsp; "And tell me about the day your bike was ruined."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:36:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat beside her, getting close and looking at his feet. "Uhh... its no big deal... they threw a stick in the wheel and I crashed... it still works, as long as I don't turn too sharp..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy draws him close and wraps her arms around him, nuzzling his hair, "Am I going to have to spank you again to get the whole story from you?&nbsp; They had to be picking on you for a reason now spill it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 07:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cuddled up in her side, closing his eyes and gently nuzzling her side. "I dunno... I wish I knew. They just do it" he clung loosely to her, letting her hold him and enjoying being close to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 08:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy held him close, loving the feel of his body next to hers, "You know that you belong to me now.&nbsp; You need to tell me about these things, alright?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 08:15:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A grateful little whine came from him, giving her a little squeeze and getting closer so he was practically curled up on her lap. "I know... I'm yours Mistress" he rubbed his cheek against her chest, eyes closed and a small smile on his face. "I love you"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 08:26:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally, Cassy broke their embrace with a sigh, "I have to cook dinner now, Cobey.&nbsp; But I will be playing with you after dinner.&nbsp; Come visit with me while I cook.&nbsp; And pay attention because I will be teaching you to cook soon."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>03-11-2007, 08:32:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was grateful for the warm stove where he was working near, not used to the sensation of being naked and having the air touch him everywhere at once. The small amount of heat was a comfort to him, and though he glowed a little in his exposure, he was starting to get used to it, and so he didn't shy away from her eyes.<br><br>He listened to everything she said while he stirred the pot, trying to remember as much as he could so that he could do all this himself. He was looking forward to cooking for his two sisters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 05:44:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they cooked, Cassy decided that this would be a good time to find out if Cobey really understood about his new home and his role in it.&nbsp; "Cobey, do you understand what is happeing here?&nbsp; In your new home with Sharon and I?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 05:50:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Focusing on his pot, he blushed at her question, grinding his foot nervously. "Well... I have an idea of it..." he smiled shyly. "I think I'm guna like it"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 05:54:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy laughed, "Yes, I think you will too.&nbsp; And I think it suits you well.&nbsp; Why don't you tell me what you think it is so far?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 06:03:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well..." he lifted the wooden spoon out to check the sauces consistency. "So far, I'm ok with it... being taken by Sharon was fun" he giggled at the memory, stirring the sauce.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 06:12:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled, "Let's get this in the oven."&nbsp; &nbsp;She assembled the Macaroni casserole and put it in to bake.&nbsp; Omce it was in, she led him back to the couch, "Come on over here, I would like to ger a little more familiar with your body."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 06:17:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wha-" he was tugged along, needing a second to register what was happening, and once they got to the couch, he smiled shyly at her, cheeks on fire. "Hehe... what could I do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 06:30:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just lie back.&nbsp; I don't actually want you to do anything right now.&nbsp; I just want you to get use to my touch and let me explore."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>04-11-2007, 06:41:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes Mistress" he nodded timidly, laying back as he was told and trying not to fidget at the needles that shot through his behind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 23:28:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy leaned over and softly kissed him then began to trail her fingers along his skin.&nbsp; She began on his face and continued down his neck to his shoulders and chest, brushing his nipples and moving on to his stomach and sides and on down to his hips.&nbsp; She ran her fingers through the hair above his manhood and gently traced her finger along it, then dipping her hand between his legs to gently cup his soft velvety sac and moving on.&nbsp; She ran her hands along the inside of his thighs and then to the outside and on down his legs.&nbsp; When she reached his ankles, she stopped and looked up at him, smiling, "Are you enjoying this, Cobey?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 23:34:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing furiously, his breathing was coming in little pumps as he tried to calm himself. He closed his eyes and brought himself under control. "I love it Mistress" his body quivered and he slowly started to rise to a half hardness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 23:51:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled at him, "Good.&nbsp; Now try to relax.&nbsp; I'm not going to play with you until after dinner.&nbsp; In fact, come over here." &nbsp; she motions him to get up and put his head on her lap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 23:59:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, his breathing still a little excited, but he obeyed and lay in her lap, closes his eyes and relaxing with his sister. "Will Sharon be home for dinner tonight?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>06-11-2007, 00:05:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy ran her fingers through his hair and gently caressed his back, "Yes, baby boy. She should be.&nbsp; Why?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>06-11-2007, 00:08:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"because I love both my sisters" he smiled innocently up at her, curling up as a cat would and drifting into a shallow doze.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 10:05:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cobey woke at the feel of warm lips brushing his own.&nbsp; He woke to green eyes dancing as Sharon whispered, "Poor little brother, did you just get your first lesson in obedience?"&nbsp; Her hands touched his cheeks tenderly, then massaged his shoulders.&nbsp; &nbsp;"It's okay, you'll be just adorable in a collar," she teased in a sing song voice, even while her hands soothed him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 10:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he awoke to the kiss, he smiled groggily up at his sister, wondering how long he had been out. "A... a collar?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 10:35:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy laughed and ruffled his hair, "Come on sleepy head, set the table and lets eat."&nbsp; &nbsp;She got up and went to the kitchen to pull the casserole out of the oven.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 10:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He giggled and cuddled closer for a second, then reluctantly got up, quickly setting the table as he was told. His behind still hurt a little, but he was quickly learning to tolerate it. He wouldn't knowingly disobey Cassy after that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 10:57:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon perched on Cobey's knee, feeding him the occasional bite from her plate.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:10:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even though he wouldn't have thought so, he liked being fed, though it did make him glow a shade redder, ecspecially since Sharon was sitting on his naked lap.<br><br>"I'm so glad its Friday... I wasn't lookinf forward to school"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:13:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy looked over at Cobey and Sharon, "And I have a long fun filled weekend planned for you!" &nbsp;she grinned.&nbsp; "Why were you not looking forward to school?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:25:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled shyly at her cryptic words, only able to guess at her plans. "It's been a tiring week... coach has been pushing us hard for next Fridays game" he had told Cassy how one of the guys who beat up on him was on his team, and though he loved playing soccer for his school, being in a team with the guy had made him want to quit at times. He remember coming home last week with all the skin shredded off his shin from his soccer shoe when he had trambled his foot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:39:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's right.&nbsp; Next Friday is the big game, isn't it?&nbsp; Sharon and I are planning on being there to cheer you on!&nbsp; Now, if you are finished with your dinner, you can clean up the kitchen and come into the living room.&nbsp; Time to continue your education."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:44:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed and nodded nervously, having a fair idea what she meant. <br><br>He was just draining the sink and rinsing away any suds when he took a breath to calm his nerves and went into the living room, conscious as ever of his nakedness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:47:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Cobey finished and came into the living room, Cassy looked up and noticed his blush, "You're blushing, Cobey.&nbsp; Why is that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:49:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sisss..." he giggled nervously, trying to avoid the urge to hide his body. "You know I get embarrassed"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:52:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy chuckled, "You'll get over that soon enough.&nbsp; So, are you ready to begin?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:55:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He hugged his elbows and looked down, nodding shyly. "Yes"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 11:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good!&nbsp; Then come with me."&nbsp; &nbsp;She got up and walked to his room, opening the door and leading him inside. &nbsp;"Lie down, Cobey."&nbsp; &nbsp;she instructed him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 12:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her through the door, feeling that urge to obey her. When he was told to lay down, he nodded, uttering a weak "Yes Mistress" He looked over to Sharon, wondering if she would be giving him such orders, or if she was in the same position he was. Carefully, he eased himself down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 12:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy followed him into the room and crossed to the bed taking his hands and tying them over his head to each corner of the four poster bed.&nbsp; Then she repeated the process with his ankles so that he was tied spread eagle on the bed, then she sat down beside him and softly began her exploration of his body once again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 12:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Huh?" he looked back at where she had lead his arm, and by the time he had understood what was happening, she had already moved on to his ankles. "What the..." he blushed furiously, spread eagled and utterly immobile. As she started to touch him, he took a breath to calm himself, doing as she had told him and trying to enjoy it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 12:52:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watches him trying to calm himself and smiles, knowing that it won't last long.&nbsp; She leans over to kiss him and gently begins to stroke him, coaxing him into a full erection.&nbsp; "It's going t "o be a long and fun filled weekend, Cobey."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 12:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squirmed lightly at her hand rubbing him, whimpering into their kiss, but surprising, he returned as much of the kiss as she gave him. As she drew away to speak, he panting, looking up at her with watery eyes and the smallest hint of a smile, making him look like a puppy that didn't want his owner to know he was actually enjoying the tickling he was getting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 13:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy stroked him a few more minutes and then switched to tickling him.&nbsp; She tickled until he was completely breathless and then rose and left the room, returning with a medium sized box, which she sat on the floor beside the bed just out of his sight.&nbsp; She rummaged through the box for a moment and sat up with a small, vibrating butt plug in one hand and a bottle of lubricant in the other.&nbsp; She generously lubricated the plug and slid it into Cobey, turning it on once it was inside him.&nbsp; Then she once again, began to stroke his member.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>07-11-2007, 13:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wriggled and laughed as he was tickled, flushed and squealing in delight, trying to move away from the fingers that had him in fits of laughter. When she finally stopped, he went limp, hot and breathless, giggling and panting. Until, of course, he saw the box. He perked up, a little cautious of what may be inside. <br><br>When she took out the plug, he thought he had a good idea what it was for. "Ummm... Mistress? Whats that for?" As she started to lubricate it, he knew for certain what she intended to do. "Wait, wait, wait..." too late. She had slowly pushed it in, and he felt his anus stretch, making him yelp in pain. It hurt, but he didn't complain, and when it started to rumble inside him, he turned his head and buried it in the pillow, whimpering as he felt it moving.<br><br>As she stroked him, he started to moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>08-11-2007, 17:35:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling softly from the back wall, Sharon strode into his line of sight, nude and beautiful.&nbsp; She settled behind Cassy, kissed her shoulder and cupped her breasts as she worked, wanting to see Cobey's response.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>08-11-2007, 17:44:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It felt so strange. He had never thought a man could do this, but as the vibrating plug rumbled against something inside him, his entire body was sent squirming, on fire with this strange, weird pleasure.<br><br>He whimpered pitifully, turning his head into the pillow. "Don't look..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>08-11-2007, 21:41:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy moaned softly as Sharon kissed and touched her, "Why would we not look, Cobey?&nbsp; That's the the whole point!"&nbsp; She released his stiffening member and began to stroke his helpless body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>09-11-2007, 01:28:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried to keep still and be quiet, but it was too much for him, and the fact they were watching him was very embarrassing, and, at the same time, arousing. "Mistress, please... take it out..." too late. He bucked his hips and his member twitched madly, firing a long rope of semen that splashed on to him from his chest to his head. He closed his left eye to protect it from the blob of cum that had landed on it, and he kept his mouth closed tight from another that was on his lips. Unbeknown to him, there was more in the hair he took such good care of.<br><br>He looked back at his sisters, blushing furiously, muffling very quietly. He turned his head away, too embarrassed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 16:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Purring softly, Sharon nibbled on her sister's neck, then slipped in beside her twin and licked up Cobey's chest to his face, savoring the taste of his seed and his skin.&nbsp; <br><br>Then she worked back down 'til she reached his member and her soft lips and hot tongue licked it clean.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 16:26:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she cleaned him off he drew in gulps of air, his body hot and slack, but the plug still vibrated inside him, and he squirmed uncomfortably, feeling the rumbling tip of it tickling something inside him, making him writhe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 22:53:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled at the helpless boy, "No need to be embarrassed, Cobey.&nbsp; You didn't have a choice.&nbsp; And it's going to happen again and again.&nbsp; I told you I had a fun filled weekend planned!"&nbsp; She leaned down to kiss him, still stroking and fondling him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 01:51:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she touched him, he turned his head to the side, panting and trying not to squirm, but the plug quickly pushed him into a smaller orgasm, his member jumping in her hand.<br><br>"Mistress... please take it out..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now, why would I do that?&nbsp; Are you trying to tell me you don't like it?&nbsp; That it doesn't feel good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:23:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking back up at her before he whimpered again, he shook his head, almost thrusting into her hand from the sensations the plug was giving.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching between his legs, she turned the plug on high, "Oops!" Then she turned it off but left it in him.&nbsp; "There, you can relax for a few minutes."&nbsp; Her hand fell back to his member, resuming her gentle stroking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:36:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As it suddenly became more intense he arched up and let out a moan, which fell short when it was turned off. He looked up at her, helplessly as she stroked him, panting and just letting her, submitting completely...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:49:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That was a very nice reaction!&nbsp; Perhaps I should turn it back on!" she chuckled and reached between his legs, but instead of turning it back on, she withdrew it part way and then plunged it back within him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 02:52:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden exit and re-entrance made him yelp in pain, the tight little ring of muscle suddenly stretched again. He couldn't deny, it did feel good... but the sudden stretch of his virgin anus hurt, and he whimpered, waiting for the pain to stop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 03:13:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry, Cobey, I know that hurts.&nbsp; But you will get use to it.&nbsp; And that's just the small one. &nbsp;Eventually, you will get a larger one."&nbsp; Her hand came back to his member, gently stroking him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 03:16:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The little darts of pain slowly ebbed away, and he let out a long breath, closing his eyes and biting his bottom lip, trying to relax and enjoy it. "Mmmmm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 05:07:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy leaned over to check his bindings, making sure that they weren't too tight.&nbsp; Satisfied, she leaned back, tracing her fingers down his arm to his shoulder then along his neck and down to his chest, fondling his nipples.&nbsp; She leaned over the side of the bed and retrieved something from the box.&nbsp; When she sat back up, she had a collar and a small lock in her hands.&nbsp; She reached over and placed it around his neck, locking it in place.&nbsp; "You are mine, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>13-11-2007, 05:19:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He took a moment to comprehend what had just happened, the collar secure around his neck, and he smiled up at his sister. "I am yours Mistress"<br><br>It wasn't where he had expected to find it, but he now had a purpose. After his life had fell apart from both of his parents deaths, he felt so useless and unneeded... now, he found comfort and a place in this ownership, and he had no wish to be anything other then hers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon gave a delighted squeel.&nbsp; <br><br>Throughout the byplay, she'd lounged beside Cobely, opposite her twin, kissing and nibbling on his chest.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ooh," her eyes lit up like green neon lights.&nbsp; "He's such a good slave, isn't he, sis?&nbsp; May I reward him?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled and ran her fingers through Sharon's hair, "Yes.&nbsp; Be my guest."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinning wildly, Sharon slipped something out of a drawer by the bedside and hid it behind her back.&nbsp; Then she stood on the bed, straddled Cobey, and sank down into a kneeling position, then down over his manhood.&nbsp; "Guide him into me, sister," she whispered tenderly.&nbsp; <br><br>Once Cassy had settled the head of his member between her nether lips, she sank down onto him with a sultry moan.&nbsp; Staring into his eyes as she began to ride slowly up and down his member, her hands snuck out form behing her back and ran the tips of the two feathers there in a teasing caress up his short ribs."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:30:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes lit up in comprehension as she revealed the feathers and they're very touch, however small, made him giggle and squirm, even as he was ridden by Sharon. "No! I'm ticklish!" he squirmed and wiggled in his constraints, laughing and moaning, soon so out of breath he was gasping, red cheeked and skinny chest pumping. <br><br>"Stop it sis! I'll do anything! Hahahahaha!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon's bright eyed, sexily superior smile reminded him that she <em>was</em> Cassy's twin after all.&nbsp; <br><br>"Dear brother, anything?&nbsp; You're already collared, what more could we want?"&nbsp; She continued smugly taking her pleasure from his member in long, slow rises and falls up and down his member, clenching him just right.&nbsp; "You squirm so beautifuly when I do this," she ran the feathers around his ribs again.&nbsp; "What would happen if I did this instead?"&nbsp; She slipped them criss-cross along his chest.&nbsp; "Or this?"&nbsp; And now they circled his tiny nipples.&nbsp; <br><br>"What could you possibly offer me that would be more delightful than watching such a beautiful slave squirm?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>15-11-2007, 11:40:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cobey had always been ticklish, but he had never been tickled for this long, with feathers no less, and his skin was oddly sensitive right now... he was in a fit of laughter, gasping and moaning and giggling, so much so he could barely get out the words to beg her to stop, trying desperately to wriggled away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>18-11-2007, 06:50:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laughing with joy at Cobey as he struggled under Sharon, Cassey again turned on the plug, then she went to the foot of the bed and began to tickle his feet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>18-11-2007, 14:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The return of the plugs rumbling and now the tickling his feet recieved was far too much and he cried out, trying to get words through the giggles and laughter and moaning, but he was so out of breath, he only managed what could be begging.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 08:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally Cassy was afraid that Cobey would pass out from lack of air so she stopped tickling his feet.&nbsp; Reaching for the plug, she withdrew it and replaced it with a small dildo.&nbsp; She began to move in and out of him in time with Sharons movements on top of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 09:14:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now this was new... while the plug had been surprising, the dildo was different. It felt weird, pushing in and drawing out, but it felt great. He didn't know much about sex, but he hadn't ever thought a boy could enjoy penetration. The sensations made him thrust upwards into Sharon, screwing his eyes closed as he bounced underneath her, making the bed creak.<br><br>"Sis... I'm... I'm... oh yes!" the orgasm he felt was only intensified by the dildo, and he whimpered and went limp, panting for breath. "Oooohhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 11:53:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wanton woman that Sharon was, she groaned and giggled as she road Cobey, expertly furrowing her inner muscles over his manhood.&nbsp; With her hands busy with the feathers, and her eyes on his face, and her cheeks flushing wildly, there was nothing stopping her breasts from bouncing freely as her motions intensified.&nbsp; <br><br>As she felt Cobey's seed spilling into her, she cried out wildly, dropped the feathers, and rubbed up and down her own clitoris as her velvety folds clamped hard on his member and shuddered, milking out his seed as the proof of her eccstacy bathed him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 12:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His skin was hot with exertion and embarrassment. It had all happened so fast... first the cuffs, then the feathers, then the toys... it was so weird, but strangely, it had felt great... he couldn't deny he had enjoyed it, and now he was even more nervous over what else they would do to him, though he was excited with curiosity.<br><br>He made to move, but he remembered then he was cuffed, and had no way to curl up or cover himself. He was completely at they're mercy, and he could do nothing to hide his body from them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 13:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Literaly purring, Sharon bent down to kiss him tenderly.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>27-11-2007, 13:44:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still a little squirmy from his intense orgasm, he wiggled underneath her, kissing softly, still not used to being bound, and everytime he attempted to move, his cuffs would jingle.<br><br>"Mistress... will I be uncuffed now? Or do I stay like this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>28-11-2007, 11:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy looks surprised, "Release you?&nbsp; Why on earth would I release you?&nbsp; I have yet to enjoy my new toy!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She laughed and traced her fingers along his sides.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>28-11-2007, 13:00:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His skin was so sensitive from all that had happened, the light tracing of her fingers was enough to make him shudder. His member was limp inside of Sharon, and he was exhausted. Right now, he would have liked a nice cool bath, but Cassy had made it obvious what she wanted, and he didn't want to deny her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>30-11-2007, 08:26:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon nuzzled the side of his neck with her lips, purring, then glanced at her twin to see what her next comadn would be.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 07:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy looked at the two of them lovingly, "I think it's time to see how long we can keep him on the edge without letting him climax." &nbsp; That said, she&nbsp; began to stroke the inside of his thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 07:14:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It made him shiver and arch a little, letting out a tiny yelp. He wondered to himself and speculated what they would do to him to get such a reaction out of him, and somehow he felt both frightened and curiously enthralled. "What... what will you do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 07:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy laughed, "Whatever comes to mind as the weekend progresses!"&nbsp; &nbsp;She stood and looked at Sharon, "You can play with him for a bit until I get back."&nbsp; &nbsp;She leaned over and kissed him gently, "Be a good boy, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>10-12-2007, 07:48:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Returning her kiss as best he could while still bound, he watched her as she made to leave. "I'll try Mistress" he then looked up at Sharon. "Uhm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>14-12-2007, 04:22:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Within a few minutes, Cassy returned, looking much different than she had when she left.&nbsp; She was now dressed in a leather corset, fishnet stockings, a leather thong and thigh high stiletto boots all in deepest red, with a whip attached to her waist.&nbsp; "Well, Cobey, were you a good boy while I was gone?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>14-12-2007, 04:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her dressed like that was another surprise to him. He wondered if he would ever learn all these things... he eyed the whip with cautious, timid eyes. "Yes... I've been good... uhmm..." he wanted to ask what the whip was for, but he thought it best not to. Blushing hard, he tried not to stare, but the outfit was so unusual and arousing, he found himself getting harder inside of Sharon. He let out a tiny meep of a moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 11:53:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the surprise on his face, she smiled, "Yet another surprise, Cobey?"&nbsp; She crossed back to the bed.&nbsp; Running her hands through Sharon's hair, she bent to kiss her.&nbsp; "Was he a good boy while I was gone?"&nbsp; She ask.<br><br>"Now, Cobey, tell me, do you like the plug?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:08:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He averted his eyes, tilting his head away and timidly squeaked "Yes..." the attention he was getting, being watched while answering such an embarrassing question had him hot and flushed, his little nipples perking up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:16:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes?&nbsp; That's it?&nbsp; Just 'Yes'?&nbsp; Come on, Cobey, you can do better than that.&nbsp; Tell me why you like it and then ask me if I will let you keep it in a bit longer.&nbsp; And, Cobey, it's 'Yes, Mistress'.&nbsp; Don't forget it again."&nbsp; She chided.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:22:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He went bright scarlet, knowing he had forgotten such a simple rule. But now that she wanted him to answer such things, he found himself racing for a way to get out of it. he knew he would have to obey and answer her question.<br><br>"It was... strange... it made my entire pelvis vibrate... it... it made me so hot... please Mistress, don't take it out. Please leave it in" he closed his eyes, his anus clenched the plug tightly and making him squirm under his own arousal. "Please don't take it out Mistress"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:26:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled at him, "Good boy, Cobey.&nbsp; You get to embarrassed when I make you mind, don't you.&nbsp; But you like it when I do.&nbsp; You like it when I do whatever I want to to you.&nbsp; Don't you.&nbsp; Tell me, Cobey.&nbsp; Tell Mistress all about how you like being my toy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:33:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew she was right... everything she said was dead on. He did enjoy it. But still his scarlet cheeks seared at having to vocalize those thoughts.<br><br>"I love it Mistress... I love it when you use me... I love being your toy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:37:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I knew you did.&nbsp; In fact, I was sure the moment I saw you that you were going to love this."&nbsp; She motioned for Sharon to move and took his member in her hand, gently stroking him.&nbsp; "And you love this.&nbsp; You want it.&nbsp; And you will learn to do so much more."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:46:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Yelping, he wriggled and squirmed in his bonds, over sensitive and red with the previous activities. Being stroked like that was too much and he was yelping with need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 12:59:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Struggling?&nbsp; You don't mean that you want me to stop do you?&nbsp; I don't think you want me to stop.&nbsp; Tell me what you want.&nbsp; In fact, I think it is time for you to beg.&nbsp; Beg me for what we both know you want right now, Cobey.&nbsp; Make it convincing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:10:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bit his bottom lip as he was stroked, whining softly. "Please Mistress, I need it! Please use me!" he couldn't believe himself, driven with need and commands to call out these things, to request them, to beg for them, things he never thought of alone, yet he was crying out for them. "I beg you Mistress, please use me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Use you, Cobey?&nbsp; Use you how?&nbsp; Not specific enough.&nbsp; Tell me what you want.&nbsp; What you really want."&nbsp; She was unrelenting.&nbsp; She knew he was embarrassed but she didn't care.&nbsp; &nbsp;No, that was wrong, she decided.&nbsp; She did care.&nbsp; Very much.&nbsp; She loved it.&nbsp; As much as he did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:21:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He found his little bottom kept leaving the bed as he arched up at her hands work. "Please Mistress... ride me..." he looked directly in to her eyes, still wriggling from her hand job. "Ride me so hard..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled.&nbsp; "That I can do, Cobey.&nbsp; And happily."&nbsp; She moved her hand from his member, removed the thong she was wearing and climbed on top of him, lowering herself onto his hard, erect member.&nbsp; As she slid down onto him, her hot wet channel took over what her hand had been doing, enveloping him, and caressing him, but also squeezing him gently.&nbsp; She began to rock and grind against him, wriggling down tighter against him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:39:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he was taken in inch by inch, he was now aware of just how badly he wanted it, and how strange he was acting because of it. He didn't care though... all he cared was that he was being ridden by his Mistress, and he wanted to please his owner.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:43:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of having him inside her.&nbsp; She had denied herself far longer than she was use to getting him ready for this very moment.&nbsp; She ran her hands from his shoulders to his stomach loving his soft skin.&nbsp; Then she planted one hand on each side of his head and leaned on her arms for support as she began to rock and grind against him faster and harder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:51:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now so close, he couldn't look away from her eyes, moaning as she rocked on him, bringing him closer to climax. "Oh god... Oh Mistress... I'm guna... cum!" he bucked in his bonds as he came inside her, yelping and whimpering.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 13:55:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Silently cursing herself for pushing him so far before she took him she just looked down at him and continued, hoping that he still had enough to give that she would be able to climax as well but ready to accept it if he did not.&nbsp; However, he did not need to know that.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 14:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Oh no... she wasn't ready... what do I do?</em> he bit his bottom lip his muscles went taut as she rode him through the aftershocks of his climax and into another round altogether, and he was completely helpless to her will, letting himself be taken a second time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 14:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she rode him through his orgasm, she began to shudder, her body responding to his faster than she expected it to.&nbsp; Looking down into his sweet angelic face as he looked up at her helplessly, she shuddered again and climaxed herself.&nbsp; But instead of getting off of him, she stayed where she was, just enjoying feeling him inside her
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 15:06:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered and curled as she came on top of him, coming to rest with her straddling his limp, helpless, exhausted body. He gasped in breath in great mouthfuls.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 15:22:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy panted and gasped.&nbsp; When she finally caught her breath, She smiled down at him.&nbsp; "Good boy, Cobey.&nbsp; You liked that, didn't you?&nbsp; Shall I tickle you or just sit here and let you rest for a bit?&nbsp; Hmmm...&nbsp; Maybe I should ask you what you want.&nbsp; Or maybe I should ask Sharon what she thinks.&nbsp; Or even if she wants you again."&nbsp; She laughed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 15:30:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"But... but... I'm kinda sore Mistress... I can't do it again..." he looked up at her pleadingly. He did look exhausted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 15:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled at him, &nbsp;"Actually, I know that, Cobey.&nbsp; And you have done really well.&nbsp; Tell me how much fun you have had and I will let you up for a bit."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 22:39:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Again his cheeks were on fire, and he lay his head to the side. "I... I loved it Mistress... I..." his eyes slowly closed and he mumbled gibberish. "I can't believe how good it was"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 22:44:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chuckling at his discomfort, Cassy leans down and kisses him deeply, then unties his hands and feet.&nbsp; "That's my good boy, Cobey.&nbsp; Get up and stretch for a few minutes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 22:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He rubbed his sore wrists and very carefully got up on his feet. His knees were wobbly and he took a few steps, rubbing his bottom. "Owie..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>16-12-2007, 23:01:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassy smiled, "Come here Cobey"&nbsp; When he came to her, she removed the plug and kissed him.&nbsp; You did very well tonight so far.&nbsp; I'm proud of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 12:32:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He carefully moved so that she could remove it, and having it pop out of his sore, stretched ring of muscle made him yip in pain. "Ow..." he carefully put his arms around her, resting his tired head on her chest. "Thank you Mistress..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 12:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hooking her finger under his chin, she tilted his head back and kissed him.&nbsp; "You're welcome, Cobey.&nbsp; Why don't you take a nap.&nbsp; I'm sure you're tired."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 12:56:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes lidded at the kiss, and even though he was exhausted, he tried to follow her mouth as it left his, making him blush with embarrassment. "If its ok with you Mistress" he smiled up at her, quite obviously a little drained.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 14:09:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassey led him back to the bed and pulled him down beside her, wrapping him in her arms and tucking his head under her chin.&nbsp; "Just rest little Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 14:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Going weak, he shifted his sore bottom, whimpering a little. Closing his eyes, he slowly drifted off in her arms. The new weight of his collar was now a comfort to him, and he loved wearing it.<br><br>"I love you big sister"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>19-12-2007, 14:29:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love you, too, Cobey"&nbsp; She motioned for Sharon to join them
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>05-01-2008, 23:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(deleted)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>15-01-2008, 13:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sharon happily snuggled up on the oposite side of Cobey, breasts pressing into him, body taut, but not tight, warm, but not on fire, face happy, serene, glowing.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>15-01-2008, 14:05:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Now nestled snugly between the two girls, he lay in a state of exhausted rest for a long time, finally letting sleep take him. His last waking thoughts were those of his two amazing sisters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 07:35:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As usual, Cassy woke first and looked over at the two sharing the bed with her.&nbsp; Disentangling herself from Cobey's arms and legs, she rose and went to change.&nbsp; It may be Saturday, but that didn't mean that she didn't have a busy day scheduled.&nbsp; Cobey's training had just begun.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 07:40:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had rested well enough, and the sudden shifting of weight had woken him, his eyes fluttering open, hazing with sleep. "Sis? Where ya going..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 07:56:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cassie smiled down at her adoptive brother and new slave.&nbsp; "Just stay there till I get back."&nbsp; She came back a few moments later with a very skimpy french maids uniform.&nbsp; "This is what you will be wearing today, Cobey."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 09:59:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He knew better then to argue, but he looked shocked all the same. "But... those are girls clothes"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 10:15:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, since you are not&nbsp; girl and you will be wearing them, they are not girls clothes.&nbsp; They are a slaves clothes.&nbsp; Now, rise and shine.&nbsp; You have chores to do."&nbsp; She laid the little outfit on the bed and left."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 13:07:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she left, he looked over the clothing she expected him to wear. She had even gone as far as to throw in a pair of panties. "At least no one will see me like this..." he figured if he got all his housework done fast, he wouldn't have to wear them all day. At least, he hoped. Leaving Sharon asleep, he went into the bathroom and showered, dressing fresh and clean, coming into the kitchen.<br><br>He was embarrassed, blushing bright, but he stepped out looking like a French maid.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 13:11:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giving him an apraising look she nodded, "It will do for now.&nbsp; You can start with breakfast." &nbsp;She poured a cup of coffee and went to read the paper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 13:14:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, stumbling slightly as he got used to the maids shoes, ever aware of how silly he looked dressed like this. Focusing on breakfast for his sisters, gaging what would be best and deciding on herring and scrambled eggs, he actually did look like a maid. Only a very close inspection of his face would have given him away.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cjac</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 13:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When breakfast was ready, Cassy told him to set the table and then go wake Sharon for breakfast.&nbsp; She then gave him a list of chores for the day, laundry, floors, beds, bathrooms, and a timeline in which to have it finished.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Our Little Brother</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sabby</strong> on <strong>01-02-2008, 13:47:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh man..." looking over the list on his way to his sisters room, he added up the chores and times in his head. "This will take me all day... this skirt feels a little loose too..." gently nudging the door open, trying to hide his outfit behind it, he switched the light on. <br><br>"Umm... sis? Breakfast"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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