by Writing Shark
A good sister
Cathy is woken by a pain in her chest. Squealing, she wakes up, fearing she has broken the rules. But the stinging pain in her nipple is pleasant compared to what happens when she defies her brother.
“Wake up, you lazy bitch,” he murmurs sleepily. Cathy sits up.
“Sorry Ethan! I didn’t mean to…”
“Make me breakfast and wake me up in an hour.”
“Yes, yes right away.” Cathy swings herself out of bed but as she tries to get up, her exhausted feet give way under her and she falls over lengthways. Ethan chuckles sleepily but doesn’t notice her.
“And wash yourself. You stink like a pig.”
“Yes, Ethan. Sorry.” Cathy staggers laboriously into the bathroom. She has an hour before she has to be back with her brother.
As the warm water runs over her aching body, she looks down at herself. Dried cum sticks between her thighs, on her sore ass cheeks, on her back and on her face and is now rinsed away by the water. Outwardly she is clean but inwardly Cathy has changed forever. The tears come again as she remembers the night’s sex. First Ethan came on her face and then took her from behind while insulting her and making fun of her.
But Cathy hadn’t been shocked and had been so relieved not to be in pain, so grateful to her brother for making it so easy for her that she had eagerly obliged him. It had been she who had begged him to cum inside her. It had been she who had chastely asked him if he wanted her ass. And it had been she who had smiled gleefully and stupidly when Ethan had said he was saving her pain for the evening.
Cathy cries bitterly in the shower as her body gets clean, sobbing heavily and mourning herself. And she cheers herself for having found a way to make Ethan happy. She even smiles at the thought of how she feels about her brother as the water mixes with her tears. She’s shattered, but that’s what makes her whole, giving Ethan the chance to put her together the way he wants his big sister to be. But she doesn’t have time. She doesn’t want any pain and she still has a lot to do this morning.
The first thing she does is take the pill and wash it down with a sip of water. Birth control is her responsibility. Then she hurries downstairs to the kitchen and makes her brother breakfast.
An hour later, she sits down at Ethan’s bedside and kneels at his feet like a good little girl.
“That looks good,” he praises her and pats her shoulder. “Didn’t know you could do anything useful.”
“It’s nothing special brother, but I hope you like it.” Still sleepy, Ethan eats his breakfast and Cathy watches him adoringly.
“Can I give you a massage Ethan? Or should I… suck your cock?”
“Massaging is okay,” he grumbles and shrugs his shoulders. Cathy obeys immediately and climbs onto the bed behind him.
“Can I ask you something?” He nods and sips his OJ while Cathy runs her hands over his back. “What are you up to now? I’m trying really hard. And I realize that you’re making me better. That…” She knows she should be crying, but smiles as a solitary tear rolls down her cheek. “I like that.”
“I can see that,” Ethan says, but his voice betrays amusement. He pulls out his cell phone and shows Cathy a picture on it. She doesn’t stop massaging him but she feels sick when she looks at the display, but he just laughs. “What, did you think you were something special? You were just trying to see if it would work. And you’re not that good.” Her lips hurt as she bites them, but what hurts even more is that she had actually hoped to appease her brother with her completely different behavior.
And it always hurts when someone you’re in love with rejects you.
“Who is that?” she asks agonizedly, hoping to be able to support Ethan. “A friend?”
“Didn’t you say I didn’t have any friends?” His laughter scares Cathy but she can’t stop supporting him. “This is Jenna,” he explains, sounding almost worshipful. “She’s my dream girl.”
“She’s really pretty.” That’s not a lie. “Do you want her to…”
“Submit?” Now Ethan turns to face her. “Should I?” Cathy senses it’s a test. Or is Ethan just being honest and she doesn’t want to disappoint him? Has she already fallen for him that much? In any case, Cathy doesn’t want any pain.
“She should be yours,” she supports him. “Either way.” He seems satisfied, turns away from her again and looks at the photo.
“I don’t even think she knows I exist. Fuck, we’re in the same class, but… She’s just too beautiful for me. Too popular.” Before she even realizes it herself, Cathy leans towards him, pressing her breasts and her robe against his back and resting her chin on his shoulder.
“Don’t say that, brother. Maybe she likes you.” Ethan doesn’t respond to her advances and Cathy can’t think of what to do.
“Should I use the spear on her? That would be kind of… not real.” Cathy ponders, straining. Ethan has asked her a question, turned to her. She doesn’t want to disappoint him.
“The main thing is that you get her in the end,” she finally says. “But maybe you’ll ask her on a date first?” Ethan thinks about it, then stands up.
“I’ll do that.” And he seems happy with the decision. Surprised, Cathy realizes that she is smiling, honestly and sincerely. Her brother stops at the door to his room.
“You’ll get used to it, sis. The shocks will lessen over time.” He turns around. “You’re a quick learner. I can see that.”
“Thank you, Ethan. Thank you for not breaking my brain, for not… changing me.”
“That’s okay. You’ll do that yourself.” He grins. “Maybe there really is a good big sister in you.”
“I really hope so. I’ll work hard to please you.”
“I know. But until then… Do you think you’ve been punished enough for the years we’ve spent together?” Uncertainty in his voice. He wants to punish me, but he thinks that would be wrong. Maybe he’s not so bad?
This time it’s not the spear that’s causing her physical pain. The last few days have been a living hell, interrupted only when she had changed herself for her brother as he wanted. Cathy is afraid of the pain. But most of all she is afraid of doing something stupid. Maybe her brother doesn’t want her to suffer? Maybe he just wants what he said he wanted. A good sister who stands behind him. Is this another test Cathy is putting herself through? What would Ethan want from her? She comes to a decision.
“I don’t think so,” she says meekly, looking to him for help. “I’ve done a lot of bad things, even behind your back.” Things never seemed bad to her, only now that she feels the consequences does she realize that she deserves bad things. “I think I should be punished even more.”
“But you already follow my rules,” he says, curiosity in his voice. “Do you want the pain?”
“No! No… But…” And she says it because she wants to, not because she’s forcing herself to. “But maybe we can find a way to show me my place at your side even more clearly? Please?” She can’t believe she’s saying this. But it feels right. And when Ethan smiles, her heart beats faster.
“I’ll think of something,” he says, looking at his watch. “After school.” He grins cheekily. “Maybe I’ll bring home a new girlfriend.” Cathy gives him a thumbs up, then he’s out of the room.
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