Keri

Keri - Part Three

       Keri and I continued to expand our sexual activity, and we continued to play “captive” games with Damon.  I chose not to include Jerry as he would be moving to Seattle very soon, and I was not sure he could kept our activities secret.

       Being young, horny and virtually in love with my beautiful sister, I found that every time I saw her or got close to her, my cock would rear its lusty head.  I was turned on, constantly.  Keri must have felt the same way, as she was always ready for what ever I wanted to do.  I really loved Keri, and I especially loved the Bondage “captive/kidnap” games we played.  When we were alone, however, it was not a game.  It was becoming a way of life.  It seemed natural that Keri would be restrained and helpless, being subjected to some type of sexual torment and sexual abuse.

       On one occasion, some time after letting Damon become part of our “real” captive activities, I expanded his roll.  Keri was about to turn 16, and I wanted to expand her sexual slavery.  By now I had read several adult novels on the subject, including “The Story of O”.  I realized that there was a whole world of people who were into this type of activity.  I required Keri to read these books, and I even gave her written tests, requiring her to give her answers orally.

       She was required to strip, get on her knees, and while stroking my exposed cock, she was to tell me, in great and graphic detail, the contents of the book.  She would describe in graphic detail, to her big brother, about how the heroine was imprisoned and the vary sex acts she was subjected to by her captors, how she was restrained, and how she was tortured.  Keri would then be asked how she reacted to what she had read.  She worked hard at being specific.  She knew it was a turn on for me, and for her.  After reciting the details of the book, she would be spanked for any mistakes she made, and then was soundly fucked as a finale.  I am convinced that book clubs would experience a surge in their attendance if they required book reading like I did of Keri.

       On several occasions, I would restrain Keri in the same manner as the heroine in the adult book, torture and use her sexually in the same way as described in the book.  This required Keri to expound on what happened in the book, and then submit to whatever happened to the heroine.

       On one occasion, I let Damon have Keri alone, all by himself, or so it would seem.  I included Damon in our “kidnap” games, sometimes as often as once a week.  During the “games”, Damon was allowed to bind, torment, and fuck Keri as much as he wanted.  His cock was no stranger to her mouth.  Damon even wanted to date Keri, I but I did not want that.  Keri was my lover, and my sex slave, and I wanted it that way.  Keri wanted the same thing.  She was a willing participant in our “kidnap” games, but she wanted to be my lover, exclusively. 

       On this occasion, Damon’s parents were gone overnight, leaving him home alone.  I told Keri to dress in a mini skirt and blouse, with no underwear.  By now she had been purchased a couple of pair of high heel shoes to wear for dress wear.  She was instructed to put on a black pair of these high heel shoes, which better exhibited her great tanned legs.  I then gave her a small athletic bag which contained a some of my collection of bondage equipment.  Her next order was to walk across the street to Damon’s house, and surrender to him., and submit to what ever he wanted to do to her.  She was apprehensive.  I kissed and fondled her for a few minutes, and told her that she did not have to do this, but as my sex slave I expected her to do what I told her.  She agreed to my request, and picked up the athletic bag, and headed across to Damon’s house.  After Keri was inside Damon’s house, by arrangement, I sneaked in his back door.  I wanted to secretly watch Keri as Damon put her through her paces.  I wanted to see how she handled being a bound sex slave, alone, with someone other than me.

       Damon was like a kid in a candy store.  He was excited and seemed to want to do everything at once.  Once he had Keri inside his house, he ordered her to undress, which she did.  He made her keep her high heel shoes on.  She was stunning.

       Next, using a long length of rope, he quickly tied her hands in front of her.  He then looped the rope through and “eye” bolt in the ceiling.  This “eye” bolt normally supported a hanging pot and plants.  He pulled on the rope, forcing Keri’s hands above her head, stretching her towards the ceiling.  He tied the rope off, forcing Keri to remain in this stretched position.  Improvising, using a old broom stick, he tied Keri’s ankles to the ends of the stick, spreading her magnificent legs.  She was a picture of helpless beauty.  Her legs, breasts, and especially her ass are displayed to advantage.  Her smooth belly was stretched tight, with her sweet pussy on display. 

       “Prisoner, open your mouth”, was Damon’s next order. 

       Keri saw the he had gagging material.  She issued an helpless sigh, and opened her mouth.  Quickly, Damon stuffed a wadded handkerchief in her mouth, securing it tightly with one of his mother’s black silken scarves.  This just made Keri look even more helpless, vulnerable, and beautiful.  As I watched, my cock was rampant.  I removed my pants to ease the painful pressure on my dick.  I gently stroked myself as I watched Damon work on Keri.

       Once she was secured and gagged, Damon undressed.  His cock stuck straight from his body.  There was a glistening drip of “pre-cum” on the tip as it throbbed with his heart beat.  He moved to Keri, hugging her and pulling her into his body.  He pressed his stiff cock against her stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum moisture there.  It seemed that he was attempting to fondle all of her at once.  He hands were everywhere.  He was kissing her gagged face, and touching her stretched body, every where.  Keri had closed her eyes, and was moaning, softly.

       Damon, slipped his cock into Keri.  She moaned loudly at this phallic invasion. Damon started to fuck her with abandon.  It was if he was out of control and could not wait to put is cock in her pussy.  As he fucked her, he was spanking her ass.  Needless to say, in just a minute or two, he was cumming.  Even though Keri was ready to cum, Damon came too quick and she was not able to get there.  Needless to say, she was turned on, with no relief.

       After coming down from his climax, he pulled his cock from her steaming pussy.  Her eyes had a look of desperation as she wanted to have a cum too.  She watched Damon, to see what he was doing to do.  He cock was beginning to flag, just a little as he walked over to my athletic bag to retrieve a whip.  In the last year or so, I was able to secure a professionally made whip that would sting and hurt, without leaving a lot of damage.  It was ideal to use on Keri.   She could feel the whip, yet not be significantly marked up.

       Damon brought the whip back to Keri, and walked around her, touching her body as he gently stroked her with the whip.  Then he stood behind her, and with a determined look, he raised the whip and brought it down sharply on her magnificent ass.  Keri jumped as much as she could given her stringent bondage, but before she could recover, he struck her again.  She yelped from behind her gag as he struck again.  Damon was in his stride.  He lashed her ass at least 30 more strokes before he stopped.  Keri was moaning, with tears running down her sweet face.

       Damon then walked around her, using the whip to randomly lash her breasts, pussy, and thighs.  Keri never really knew where he would strike next.  He loved watching her breasts quiver when they were struck.  Her pussy seemed to be a favorite target, also.  The fact that she was aroused, had been denied a cum, and was being whipped, only aroused her more.  Damon’s cock was rigid again.  My cock was aching as I watched my pretty little sister being tortured and fucked.

       Damon laid the whip down, and released Keri’s bondage on her wrists.  This was only temporary as he quickly bound her wrists behind her back.  Only then did he release her ankle bondage.  He ordered Keri to her knees.  After walking around her like a slave owner, he produce a black sleep mask from my athletic bag.  Keri was effectively blindfolded.  Damon then removed her gag, and gave her a drink of water.

       “Prisoner, you are ordered to open you mouth, and keep it open.  Do you hear me?”

       Keri replied, meekly, “Yessir, I understand.”

       “No matter what happens, you are not to close your mouth!”

       He punctuated his order by lashing her across her breasts, twice.  Keri moaned as she bit her lip.  She then opened her sweet mouth just as she was told.

       Damon, quietly, turned and motioned me into the room.  With as much stealth as I possessed, I came into the room and stood before the blindfolded Keri.  My cock was hard and aching.  Keri knelt there with her sweet mouth open to what ever Damon wanted to put in it.  I eased up and slipped my cock into my sister’s mouth.  Instinctively, Keri closed her sweet lips around my cock and started sucking.  Then she got a surprise.

       Damon was standing behind her and spoke, “Keri, no matter what, keeping sucking the cock you have in your mouth.” 

       To emphasize he order, he spanked her, hard on each cheek of her ass with his hand.  Keri, jumped when her ass was struck, but she kept my cock in her mouth, and kept sucking.  She also realized that she was NOT sucking Damon’s cock.  She had a cock in her mouth, but did not know who it belonged to.  To make sure she knew the cock in her mouth was not Damon’s, he walked up behind her, and was rubbing his erection against the side of her pretty face, as she was sucking my cock.  As she sucked this “strange” cock, Damon kept slowly spanking her, just to let her know she was to kept sucking, or suffer worse treatment.  She knew Damon was in control, and that her brother and protector was not with her.  She had to submit and suck this stranger‘s cock.  She was both afraid, and turned on at the same time..

       Keri kept sucking, and I could not help myself.  With what was happening to Keri, I was very aroused.  In a matter of a couple of minutes, I was cumming wildly in Keri’s mouth.  As I did so, Damon, now using the whip, was lashing Keri’s ass.

       “Prisoner”, he exclaimed, “keep sucking, you had better swallow all his cum!”

       Keri worked hard at accomplishing Damon’s order, and was able to swallow all my issue.  Even after all this time, I was still in awe of seeing the pretty full lips of my beautiful sister wrapped around my cock.  It was a beautiful sight.

       As my cock softened in her mouth, I let it slip out, and went back to my hiding place, and put my clothes on.  I sneaked back out the rear door of Damon’s house and went home.  Later I learned that Damon had fucked Keri until she had a climax, then required her to clean he cock with her mouth, and suck him to another cum.  He then released her to come home to me.

       I was watching TV, a bondage porno flick, when Keri returned home.  She came to me and gave me a passionate hug and kiss, but she was a little quiet.  I had her sit on the couch beside me and I put my arm around her.  Without being told, she opened her blouse exposing her breasts, after which she pulled up her skirt, exposing her pussy.  She was a perfect little sex slave.  She knew I liked her exposed, and had told her to expose herself to me at every opportunity.

       “Would you like me to be naked, or like this”, she asked softly.

       “Oh, for now, I think I like this.  Just stay as your are.  I like to see your tits exposed in an open blouse.  They look good like that”, I answered.

       I kissed her and toyed with her breasts.  I had opened my trousers, and Keri extracted my cock, and was gently stroking it.

       “You are very quiet.  Are you alright”, I asked?

       Keri told me what had happened at Damon’s, and how he had required her to suck a stranger’s cock.  She knew I wanted all the details of what had happened to her.  I found it exciting to listen to her tell what had gone on, and how she was used.

       “What did you do?  Did you obey Damon”, I inquired.

       “Well…yes…, I did as I was told.  He was whipping me…, and I was tied…, so I did what Damon told me to do.”

       “You know…, that sex slaves are often made to do things that they don’t expect, or even like.  They don‘t have much choice”, I explained.

       “Jack, I know.  I just was not expecting it.  You’re right, I love being your slave and I know I must do what you say, and what anyone who “captures” me says.  I just did not expect it.  I also wonder who the person was, and if he knows me”, she wondered.

       “Do you still want to be my love and sex slave”, I asked.

       With a quiver in her voice and a tear in her eye, she answered, “Oh, yes.  Jack, please, I want to be your love, and sex slave forever!  I was just worried that you would be mad at me for sucking a stranger’s cock without permission, and not trying to resist.  I thought you would have wanted me to resist, and since I didn’t do that, maybe you would not want me.  I don’t want to lose you and what we have!”

       I smiled and kissed her, and replied, “No, I am not upset.  I know you did what you were ordered to do, and you had no choice.  I am sure it turned Damon on to make you do that, I know I would be.  I like it when you submit to me, or anyone who has you in “captivity”.  You will always be my love and my sex slave.  I suppose you will have to get used to what ever you may be made to do.”

       I continued, “You know, little sister, when you decided to be my sex slave, you agreed that I, or anyone I let “kidnap” you, can do anything they want to you, and you have no choice.  If you resist, they can punish and rape you until you submit.”

       Keri snuggled into me, and squeezed my now rigid cock.  With a tear in her eye, she looked up at me and said,  “Oh, Jack, I love you.  I am your sex slave, and I will do what you want me to do.  I want you to want me to be your lover and sex slave, and to be happy to have me as your slave.”

       I kissed her, and kissed her again.  “Sweet slave, you are mine, and I will never let you go.  You will be my lover and sex slave forever.”

       I could not handle it any longer.  I pushed her down on the couch, and lay down between magnificent her legs.  I kissed the tears from her eyes.  She hugged me, and kept kissing me as I slipped my rampant cock into her sweet steaming pussy and fucked my beautiful sister.  How could any one ask for more than what Keri was offering me.  I wanted her to be my sex slave and lover for the rest of our lives.

Continued…