Brother's Mastery (Closed for Landi and me)

Gabe619

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OOC: This thread is a Brother/Sister, Dom/Sub, story. I'll be playing Derik Jackson, a 25 year old man whos parents have recently died and left him the house. Now he must look after his 18 year old sister and the strain is starting to tell. He works in a garage, a supervisor for the company, and puts in long hours to make sure he can keep his sister in school. But now he is starting to feel the pressure of the hours, and to his mind, the lack of apprieciation from his younger sister. Now he is going to do something about it.


IC:


Name: Derik Jackson
Height: 6'2"
Hair: Short and black
Weight: 190lb's
Eyes: Grey



Derik wiped his hands on the dirty rag and look down at the engine before him. It was finally fixed, ahead of time, and that would be another gold star on his performance record. The hours he'd needed to put in though had been long and he was tired, bone tired.

"Jim! Put this one to bed will ya, I'm off home." He shouted to one of the mechanics as he flung the rag aside and grabbed his leather jacket from the hook beside the open entrance door.

"Sure thing boss." Jim waved back and headed over to the car. "See you on Monday, right? You have the weekend off?"

Christ he'd forgotten. His boss had insisted he take some time off and given him the full weekend. Actually Derik had no idea what he'd do with all that free time, but he was sure something would turn up. As he kick started his motorbike and raced off the garage forecourt he hoped his lazy sister had tidied up the house like he'd asked. She seemed to spend all her time with her friends, or at the mall shopping with his money. A splitting headache lanced through his head and he groaned and squinted as the streetlights flashed over head. She would pay if she had not doen what he's asked, he'd had enough of slaving after her, giving her everything and then letting her wipe her feet on him. Enough, from now on things would be different. Christ he hadn't even had time to get laid in months, his last girlfriend leaving him because he was never around and no time to go out and enjoy himself. Maybe he would do that this weekend, maybe he'd hit a bar and find a nice piece of ass to fuck. Yeah he needs to get some and any piece of young girl would do.
 
Destiny Jackson was a spoiled child being a gift from above to her parents that yearned for an angel. Her life was blissful as she got everythign that she ever wanted until that night of her eigthteen birthday. When the police came to the house followed by several other officals from the company her Father worked at.
In one night her whole world changed into a nightmare.

The house was bogged with mortages and the bank was not up for any extensions for repayment so foreclosed leaving Destiny with no home and because of no will everything was tied in probate court.

Before long the luxeries were repossessed and Destiny was forced with a major decision. Find a Guardian to keep getting the funds that came from a trust or live on the streets.

Destiny tried staying with her friends but soon got involved with liqour and shoplifting. So the courts made Derik her legal guardian until she turned twenty-one which made her miserable because he had so many expectations.

Plus because of her drinking she had to repeat a year of high school. Destiny remained very popular in high school and was invited to several parties. She remained very demanding and bossy of her friends slowly becoming the center of attention just as she had with her parents. She flaunted wealth despite the new changes in her life, she refused to reveal her drop in status by living with her brother.

Because of being pampered she had no clue on how to keep house or handling domestic challenges. Along with that problem she also expected to continue living extravagantly despite the finacial differences. Destiny found it easier to hire someone then do it herself or to convince others to do it for her such as her friends.

After one bounced check her trust money was frozen untill her Brother could reign in her bad habits and the school was making threats about her not graduating if her grades didn't improve and her skipping classes.

Destiny was fed up with Derik's demands so she would make sure that she was not home when he arrived. "Do the dishes.. clean up the floor.. use the vacumm cleaner.. pick up these magazines.. this place looks like a pigsty.."

Destiny ended up at the mall and was enjoying a mocha at StarBucks when she met a young college student. Impressed with his manners she accepted his invitation to drop by a bar for drinks. Destiny smiled her princess smile and instantly was being pampered by the young man as they were on their way to a local bar.

She was chatting with some of his friends when the door opened. Destiny didn't notice that her brother had just entered the bar when she leaned forward and gave her date a kiss as he refilled her wine glass
 
The house was a mess, nothing had been cleaned or tidied. Derik felt the last straw break and he stormed out slamming the door behind him and mounting his motorcycle. Roaring off down the street he began an all to familiar search of the bars and clubs he knew Destiny frequented. It had been hard for him to come back and take care of her, but he had done it, she was his sister afterall, but why should his life be a mess because of her selfish ways. To hell with her, when he found her he was dragging her home and he would .... he would what? Throw her out on the street? It wa sno more than she deserve to be sure, but it was to little. He knew her to well. She would flutter her eyelashes and get some poor schmuck to take her in and care for her. No, he needed to show her the error of her ways. He would have to come up with something a little more different, but that would satisfy his need to revenge himself on her for treating him so bad.

Finally he was at the mall, Destiny's favourite place with his money, and began looking in all the stores he knew she liked. All the expensive ones. One of the security guards recognised him from his earlier visits and smiled as he threw his thumb at the bars entrance.

"She's in there, pal, been there a while now with her friends." The man said with a symathetic smile.

Derik nodded and stomped into the bar in his bikers jacket, blue jeans, white tshirt and boots. It didn't take him long to see her as she was all over one of her boys. Striding across the room he grabbed a hold of the boy and threw him to the floor. Standing over him he pointed his finger at him.

"You want to walk out of here boy, you stay right there."

Then he spun and pulled Destiny off the bar stool and started pulling her toward the door.

"Your coming home sis, and when we get there you'll wish you had never been born."
 
Destiny blinked when Derik grabbed her arm, then she tried to pull away. "Let go of my arm.. Stop it Derik.. You're hurting me."

She struggled and a few of her friends started to make comments. "Hey what is going on? Who is that guy?"

"I Said Let GO!" Destiny pulled back and ended up breaking her high heel and tumbled down to her knees, putting a run down her silk stockings.

Destiny became furious that her brother was making a scenc here in front of her friends. Then his threat was making her madder "Your coming home sis, and when we get there you'll wish you had never been born."

"Like living with you is a piece of heaven!" She vented as she tried to pound at his arm to get free.
 
Derik couldn't give a fuck if people had stopped what they were doing and were watching and whispering as they pointed at them. He was so far beyond caring his vision had tunneled to just Destiny. She really didn't get it, did she? She had no idea what she had done wrong or why her brother treated her this way? What was going on in her mind? As she fell to her knees, her high heel breaking, Derik took her under the arms and pulled her easily upright, his muscled body having no trouble manhandling Destiny's slight build. Her fists were not even making a dent on his arm and her grabbed her hand and held it away from him as his eyes bored into hers, capturing them as he spoke.

"You'll behave yourself, Destiny, or this will only get worse." His words were low and almost whispered, but he knew she had heard every one. The tone was ice cold and his eyes were no warmer as they locked with hers and the promise of punishment to come shone there.

Then in front of all her friends and the other patrons of the bar, Derik stopped and picked her up in his arms and carried her out the bar and into the mall. She felt feather light in his arms as he walked through the mall getting looks from everyone as he headed for the car park and his bike.

"You've gone to far little sister, now you need to be punished." He told her as they stepped out into the chill air of the cold clear winters day.
 
"You'll behave yourself, Destiny, or this will only get worse."

This was one time that she was truly afraid if Derik. It was like a domino effect over her whole being. She wasn't glaring at him anymore, it was that she heard him.

However getting carried out of the bar gave her new reason to be furious, yet instead she began to cry. "Please Derik, you're hurting me!"

She wasn't getting anything her way and that upset her more. She despised Derik for making her look poor and venerable. She was ready to scream when they reached his bike.

"You've gone to far little sister, now you need to be punished." He told her as they stepped out into the chill air of the cold clear winters day.

"I can't ride that!" Destiny blubbered. In all truth and honesty she was afraid of the bike. She never revealed her fear after a quick ride with a friend. One who died from a wreak he had, to this day Destiny never told a soul how much motercycles terrorified her .

Derik's face was not giving to her methods of distraction either as he forced her in place on the bike. The roar of the motor made her freeze as her eyes clenched shut and she held him tighter then ever before.
 
Destiny's arms held tight to him around his waist as Derik roarded off in a scream of rubber. her face was pressed into his back, he could feel it, and he smiled to himself at this small amount of payback he was forcing on her. So she didn't like his bike, well to bad bitch, he though as he threw the motorcycle around the bends, leaning into corners and doing his uttermost to scare his sister. Luckily he knew exactly what he could and could not do on this bike, he had owned it so long, so Destiny was not in any real danger, but she didn't know that.

Finally they arrived home and Derik pulled the bike onto their driveway and kicked down the stand as he slid off and swept his sister up again into his arms and made for the frotn door.

"Hey, Derik. Everything alright?" One of his neighbours, the 55 year old Mr. Olsen, called out from the garden across from them. The old man and his wife had been Deriks neighbours for years and they were the only people around here that treated him with any respect.

"Fine, Mr. Olsen, just fine." He called over his shoulder as he lowered Destiny to the ground long enough to open the door and push her inside.

Slamming it behind him he was finally alone with his ungrateful stuck up bitch of a sister and as he looked at her in her revealing sexy clothes, her makeup and manicured nails he felt his anger rising again. He took off his jacket and threw it across the back of a nearby chair as he stood in the doorway of their lounge and looked at Destiny. He gestured to the mess of beauty mags, takeout food, wine bottles and empty glasses.

"Get this place cleaned up right now you bitch, or so help me I'm cane your ass until its red raw." Derik said harshly.
 
Destiny was shaking from her motorcycle ride, in fact she seemed a little numb even when the engine stopped. She looked around as everything was a blurr to her. For the while she was very disoriented which added to her delayed responses.

After the door opened and Derik shoved her indoors Destiny became aware of where she was. "Don't Touch Me!" Destiny snapped angrily.

"Get this place cleaned up right now you bitch, or so help me I'm cane your ass until its red raw." Derik said harshly.

Destiny stared at Derik then back at the mess. She was totally blind to what he was ranting about. "You'll do what?????"

Derik repeated his warning "I'll cane your ass til it is red raw."

Destiny glared at her Brother, far be it that she knew what he was talking about exactly but the threat sounded alot like a spanking and she wasa not going to budge an inch
 
His sister didn't move an inch as he glared at her. Instead after a quick look around the room she put on a defiant expression and just stared at him.

"Fine, you want it that way then you got it. This is going to be a real pleasure, Destiny. You've had this coming for a long time." Derik snarled as he took three steps forward and grabbed his sisters arm.

As he dragged her over to a chair he could see the slut wasn't wearing a bra under her thin cream blouse, probably to tease the boys as that seemed to be a favourite passtime of hers. Right now though it just added fuel to her brothers anger. So she liked to flirt with strangers but she had always thought of herself as to good for her own brother. Well now she would find out different. He dropped into the chair and dragged the fighting Destiny against his body and forced her down and over his lap. He held the back of her neck with one hand, keeping her head down, while the other grabbed the hem of her short skirt and dragged it up over her smooth tanned skin. He saw she was wearing stocking which did nothing to hide her toned, tanned legs and for a second he felt his cock twitch and start to harden under her. It had been to long since he'd had a girl of his own. Shaking his head to cast those thoughts off, Derik took hold of her thong and ripped it off of her, the now usless strip of material fluttering to the carpeted floor leaving her tight ass open to his attentions.

"You asked for it little sister." He whispered in her ear as he raised his hand and brought it down hard on one of her cheeks, the resounding slap echoing around the room. It felt so good to have this slut just where he wanted her at last, teaching her a lesson for the way she behaved. His hand started a regualr rythum on her sweet ass as he kept up the pace slowly turning Destinys skin red.
 
Destiny struggled with Derik when he grabbed her arm, she even let out a shriek. Her jacket opened and her blouse revealed the semi-transulent fabric. That seemed to enrage him more as she struggled harder to be free of his grip.

When he dropped in the chair Destiny became helpless in the bend, other then kicking her feet. She screamed in fear as his hands moved over her backside. She began to sob earnestly as he ripped aways her undies her ass fully aware of the rub of his hand before the sting of each swat covers her bareness.

Derik must have went at her backside for twenty minutes as her ass felt like it was burning with fire. She was sobbing pitifully as tears smeared her facial makeup and light brown lines from her mascara coated her cheeks.

It was then that he noticed that she was getting damp while he was rubbing her bare ass. He even noticed that she had a small tatoo of a rose on her left cheek with tiny gold words Virgin Forever

It was then that in a child-like voice he heard Destiny say "I'll be good.. don't go away.."
 
"Don't go away?" Derik repeated her words in a question.

What did she mean? Was she talking to him or was her pain making her go a little weird on him. She had always been a little highly strung. Derik was really enjoying himself, the feel of her hot skin under his hand was like an aphrodisiac to him and now with ever swat of his palm he allowed his hand to stroke her rosey ass cheeks. That was when he felt the wetness after he allowed a finger to slide by 'accident' down between Destiny's legs to touch the bottom of her pussy lips. She was getting turned on by this? He was punishing her and she was getting off on it? The tatoo saying 'Virgin Forever' caught his eye and he wondered if she really could still be a virgin. Considering her track record with boys he doubted it ... but maybe ... the thought alone began to arouse him. His little slutty sister, a virgin? Then he looked down at her and realised he was getting turned on by his own flesh and blood, it was wrong, it was illegal .... and yet why not? She'd given out to every other guy around, why not him? He stopped spanking Destiny and left his hand caressing her sore skin as he lenat forward and whispered in her ear.

"Are you enjoying this you slut? Your body says you are." Derik slid his fingers onto her pussy lips and gently rubbed them as he spoke. "Do you want me to stop you whore?"
 
When Derik slipped at her pussy lips she was wet, Destiny was getting wetter as he taunted near her ass that throbbed angrily.

"Are you enjoying this you slut?"

"no," Destoiny sobbed as her stomache rolled.

"Your body says you are." Derik slid his fingers onto her pussy lips and gently rubbed them as he spoke.

Destiny shook her head. She refused to beleive what her body was saying yes to. Destiny also knew that he must have seen her tatoo as his hand seemed to rub over it time and time again.

"Do you want me to stop, you whore?"

"Yes" Destiny was sobbing harder again but her body yeilded. Destiny spread her thighs apart and her cunt pulsed to welcome his hand back into her intimate places.

It was a struggle between her vocal admission and her body language, one that gave limitless possibilities.

Destiny felt his cock stir and began to go wild in his arms wanting away. She was afraid that he would hurt her.. make her do vile things.. make her be soft and delicate.. make her lose her purity
 
"Your mouth says no, but your bodie's crying yes." Derik laughed evilly as he caressed her pussy feeling her legs part even as her arms thrashed around trying to dislodge her body from his lap and get away.

His cock throbbed in time with her cunt as it grew harder inside his jeans pushing against the zipper and demanding to be set free. Could he do it? Could he rape his sister? As he looked down at the squirming girl, who was fighting herself as much as him, he realised that yes, he could and would take very great pleasure in destroying Destiny's high and mighty opinion of herself. All her past crimes were now coming back to haunt her and they had taken the form of her brother to exact their revenge.

Holding her down harshly, her body no equal to Derik's brawn, the young man leant down and kissed her tatoo. Virgin forever? Not for much longer, he grinned as he licked the red skin which bore the words. Then his fingers which had been so gently caressing her pussy slipped easily inside her wet velvet smooth tunnel and he began to fuck her with two of his finger in a steady pace.

"Ummm, you taste delicious, Destiny. I should of done this a long time ago rather than try to help you, protect you, and get all my efforts thrown back in my face. No more though slut, now you will serve me rather than me you. You will become the slut you always looked and behaved like, but you will obey all my commands to the letter from now on." With these words Deriks fingers squeezed the back of her neck knowing the pain this would cause and the silent promise in the words he spoke.
 
Destiny began to tremble as his body forced her down. She let out a scream of terror as her eyes filled anew with tears. His kiss on her ass sent more fear thru her being, the aroma of fright perfumed her skin and altered the scent of allure.

Destiny screamed in pain as his fingers drove into her cunt. Despite the moistness of the opening her channel was tight and ungiving as his fingers worked to open the passage wider. How could he do this to her? How could he inflict such pain over her body? Then she heard his words rain into her ear with such hatred that she felt weak and helpless.

"Ummm, you taste delicious, Destiny. I should of done this a long time ago rather than try to help you, protect you, and get all my efforts thrown back in my face. "

"oh please no... " Destiny was trembling like a frightened child, her eyes like saucers unsure of what was happening next as his words went on.

"No more though slut, now you will serve me rather than me you. You will become the slut you always looked and behaved like, but you will obey all my commands to the letter from now on."

Destiny screamed again and thrashed back trying desparestly to get away. His hands moved to gain better control as the hand was pinching her neck.. forcing her to yeild to the pain. Her skin started to bruise from the pressure and Derik knew she wouls have to yeild.

Something that would cease her screams would be the first order of business as her breasts were heaving within the confines of that skimpy blouse. To humilate her in such a manner that she would hide the truth rather then admit it, to submit to the thoughts that were growing to match the ache between the legs.
 
He would have to speed things up it seemed as he held his sister down over his lap. At this rate the neighbours wouldn't fail to hear her screams and he was getting fed up with struggling with her. Standing he threw her to the floor, but grabbed her arm swiftly as she tried to crawl away.

"Oh no you don't bitch." He said as he pulled her back against his jean covered legs.

With the other hand he quickly unsnapped his belt, released the button of his jeans and unzipped them. Reaching into his pants Derik grabbed his rock hard cock and pulled it out so it swayed in front of Destinys face.

"This will shut you up." He grinned as he held her hair and pulled her face toward his shaft which throbbed in anticipation of what was to come.

Derik saw the fright in his sisters eyes and the way she clamped herlips together but he pushed the tip of his cock against her lips anyway and applied pressure. At the same time he reached down and grabbed the flimsy material of her blouse and pulled, ripping it fron her body easily in his heated anger. Now half naked, Destiny knelt before her brother and Deriks eyes ran hungrily over her bare breasts. Licking his lips he reached down and took one of her nipples in his finger snd twisted hard. As she opened her mouth to scream he pushed forward and slid his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

"You know what to do slut. If you bite me, you'll pay." He hissed.
 
Destiny choked on the memberand tried to spit it out but Derik kept steady pressure on the hold forcing her to suck or choke. Yet the more she struggled the more Derik was determined to force her to submit.

Finally she stopped struglling and started to swirl her tongue around the head of his cock. Her face was coated with lines from her tears and mascara. The image of a tortured goth doll with big soulful eyes as she began to bob back and forth on his enraged head. Despite her sluggish start Destiny was taking two thirds of his cock into her mouth, licking and suckling hungrily to please him.

Destiny tried to look about for a way to escape while her brother enjoyed this degradation that he was forcing on her. She knew that she had to do something before he hurt her worse then making her suck him off.

SMACK His hand moved along her cheek and jawbone, while she was ignoring him she raked her teeth over the tender head of his cock. Now she was in trouble and fear filled her eyes.
 
"My cock not enough to keep your attention, huh, slut?" Derik growled as he backhanded her to the carpeted floor.

Her cheek stung red from the impact, but Destinys brother was beyond caring for her well being at this point. He had been enjoying her mouth and tongue, she really was a talented cocksucker, but her teeth had hurt him and she obviously didn't realise the situation she was in. As he stood there and looked down at her, the short skirt and stockings the only clothes she now wore, Derik quickly pulled his tshirt off to reveal his hard body and six pack, then he pulled off his jeans and boxers till he stood before his cowering sister naked. He took pleasure in seeing her scared expression and knowing she was fully aware of what he was about to do. She might be a slut, but she wasn't stupid. Dropping to his knees, Derik grabbed Destiny's legs and pulled them apart as he moved quickly between them. His hand found her still wet pussy and fingered her for a second before taking her juices and coating his cock with them.

"Want to be nice and wet for you little sister, wouldn't want this to be uncomfortable would we? Your first time should be one to remember afterall." Derik sneered as he pulled her closer and pushed the tip of his cock against her lips.

"Ummm, your tight Destiny. Could it be you really are a virgin?" He said as he leant forward now holding her arms to either side of her and away from him as his shaft slowly slid inch by inch into his sisters cunt.
 
The second blow stunned Destiny, she wasn't able to get her bearings or was aware how close her brother was as he attacked her again.

Destiny was seeing stars as she cowered away from him. "Don't .. stop it..." Destiny lost sight of his face but was instantly aware as he dropped down on her. She could see the blur of tanned chest as she was becoming aware that he was stripping before her eyes.

"oh gawd no." Destiny whimpered as the rest of his clothing was tossed off, she tried to run but wasn't able to get very far as she dropped back to the floor. She cried out in a croaky groan when he grabbed her legs and pulled her to him.

NOOOO DON'T DO THIS... OH GAWD DON' Destiny screamed internally as her body was putty in his hands, her will to fight was drained as her felt her legs forced open. She was left with only more tears as she triedc to kick his leg but her efforts were useless.

Destiny was sobbing as his fingers sought the fields of her sex. She was mortified that she was getting moist from his mauling. Derik was moving faster then she was aware. then strange pain.

Destiny jerked upwards as the cock head pressed to her leaking cunt lips. It was starnge to have anything graze near there save her own fingers. Hoarse screams filled the room as he pushed deeper still. Destiny was a virgin and he knew it as he plunged into the barrier of her hymen.

There was the reaction that was unexpected, her body went rigid as the head tore away the innocence and she was completly numb, not moving or responding, had she escaped mentally?
 
Derik growled in lust and pleasure as his cock ripped apart her hymen. Well what do ya know? She had been a virgin. He grinned as he began to ram his cock into her hard and fast, the tightness of her pussy clamping down around his shaft making this the best fuck he'd ever had. Thoughts that this was his sister he was raping only heightened his excitment and he watched as her eyes seemed to cloud over and become unfocused.

"Oh, no you don't darling. I want you aware and enjoying this." He muttered as he lowered his head to her bare chest and began licking and sucking on her nipples.

After a while, Deriks initial anger and lust were burnt away by the sheer act of taking his virgin, slutty sister, he slowed down till his fucking was almost gentle. His cock slid in and out, coated by Destinys juices, in a smooth action almost as if he was her lover rather than her rapist. No, not rapist, Master! Yes thats what he was. He had become her master and owner, never again would she defy him or sneer at him. Now she was his, body and soul, to command ... but also, he realised, to take care of. She was his slut slave and he her owner.

"Destiny," He sighed as he groaned at the feelings her body was giving him, "You are mine now, Destiny. I'll take care of you, but you have to know your place darling. You have to realise you are my slave now, to follow my orders .... Oh god!" He closed his eyes slightly as he felt his body heating up as his orgasm neared. "No more defying me, no more insolence. You do as I say and I'll make sure you are taken care of."
 
Destiny whimpered as his mouth found her taunt nipples and as if connected to her deepest -places made her body contract and her quim began flowing over his cock. Her eyes changing as the sensations were growing on her inside.

When Derik slowed the pace her muscles were more giving, pulsing along his cock, tugging and pulling him deeper. Destiny opened her eyes to Derik and parted her lips as a moan emitted from deep down. She was soaked now and willing as his shaft plunged into the cuntal chasm.

"Destiny,"

"yes," she whispered softly.

He sighed as he groaned at the feelings her body was giving him, "You are mine now, Destiny. I'll take care of you, but you have to know your place darling. You have to realise you are my slave now, to follow my orders .... Oh god!"

"yours.." She repeated as she jolted upwards and the orgasm making her feel light and floaty. The contraction was intense as she grinded into his cock, wanting and needing his cock to fill her.. quickly becoming addicted to the fullness that replaced that strange void she felt for months.

He closed his eyes slightly as he felt his body heating up as his orgasm neared. "No more defying me, no more insolence. You do as I say and I'll make sure you are taken care of."

"yes Derik." Destiny answered as she bucked with the onslaught of her orgasm. Needing this strange void filled
 
"yes Derik." Destiny answered as she bucked with the onslaught of her orgasm. Needing this strange void filled.

Hearing her words, and realising she wasn't fighting him any more, but rather pushing onto his cock, trying to get as much of him into her pussy as she could, made Destiny's brother open his eyes and look at his beautiful sister in a new way. She was beautiful, beautiful and sexy. Ok, so she had acted like a slut and had never given an inch to him when he'd tried to care for her,always being to good for her brother. Now though that had changed, Derik could see it in her eyes, in her wanton need for his cock. She had said she was his, but did she realise just what he wanted.

"Do you like this, Destiny? Do you like my cock deep inside your cunt?" Just saying the words almost made him cum right there.

"I'm not your brother anymore Destiny. From now on I am your Master, you are my slave ... do you understand? I will give you this feeling as a reward when you are good, but if you are bad, if you disobey me, then you will feel pain." He picked up his pace again now feeling her pussy clamping down as her own orgasm neared. He would let her have this climax as away to bodn her to him in her new roll.

"What are you Destiny? What am I?" He asked through clenched teeth.
 
"Do you like this, Destiny? Do you like my cock deep inside your cunt?"

She could only groan and nod as her muscles tighten, contorting to hold him securely. This feeling blinding her senses, cradled in the wash of her own orgasms.

"I'm not your brother anymore Destiny. From now on I am your Master, you are my slave ... do you understand? I will give you this feeling as a reward when you are good, but if you are bad, if you disobey me, then you will feel pain."

"My Master" Destiny repeated softly as that second clench made her buck to him once more. Mewwing as the movement of his cock was making her wetter by far. Destiny questioned the feeling on being just a dream.

"What are you Destiny? What am I?" He asked through clenched teeth.

"I am yours, Master."
 
The second Destiny said the words they triggered Deriks' orgasm. He exploded inside her with growls of lust and pleasure, his cock thrusting deep and stopping as it buried itself as far inside her as he could reach.

"Oh god, Destiny." Derik groaned as he slowly lowered himself onto her hot sweaty body and kissed her lips passionately, his tongue slipping inside her mouth.

A thought occured to him.Had she meant it? In the throes of passion had she even known what she'd said? Well Derik had heard every word and it was as good as any written contract as far as he was concerned. She was his slut, his slave now, to do with what as he pleased, and she would respect her new Master ... respect him and obey him or suffer the consequences. Pulling hisshaft from herpussy, Derik slid off her and layed beside his sister getting his breath back as he looked at her pretty face. Reaching over he swept somelose hair aside and kissed her cheek as the fingers of one hand traced her breasts and collar bone. Her skin was so smooth, it was perfect. His cock throbbed at half mast but not getting any softer, just having her naked, well semi naked, body beside him keeping his lust burning at a low level.

"You are beautiful my slave, you are sexy and horny, and you are mine." The words were whispered in her ear as Derik pinched a nipple gently.

"Clean my cock with your mouth, slut." He ordered quietly.
 
The joint effort of their orgasm sent Destiny over the edge. The heat and fire consumed her leaving her in a sheen of sweat, The first time left her exhausted as she drifted in and out of consciousness

When Derik laid beside her Destiny basked in the aura if the change in her body.
"who.. said.. it was.. this way.." Her mind jumbling the words that she wants to say.

"You are beautiful my slave, you are sexy and horny, and you are mine." The words were whispered in her ear as Derik pinched a nipple gently.

"yours" Destiny whispered softly

"Clean my cock with your mouth, slut." He ordered quietly.

"how?" Destiny asked innocently but was fed the head. Destiny opened her mouth and began to suck on the whole shaft. Coating it with her saliva but tasting the salty mix of their cum was something that had a reversed reaction as she hungrily went at gettign all of that taste in her mouth.
 
Derik knelt before his sister as she fed his whole cock into her mouth. he had no idea if she'd done this before or not, her innocent question of 'how' maybe being sarcastic. Still her mouth was working wonders on his shaft which lept back up to full strength as she licked and suck all their combined juices from his skin.

"Ohhh, you are so good at that slut, so good." Derik groaned as he began to gently thrust his hips forward sinking the shaft into her mouth to help her energetic sucking along.

However he wanted to know something more. Yes he wanted her to taste his cum, to have a mouthfull of it, but he also wanted something else. He pulled his cock from her shiney wet lips and let it stand up before her pretty face, tall and proud. Then he turned and walked away to stand next to his clothes. he looked back and smiled at her.

"Do you want more, slave? Do you more of your Masters cock?" He asked turning to face her again and letting her see his hard body. "If you do, crawl over here and take it."
 
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