Enslaving His Sister Ch. 01

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.

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Jeez, Lauren thought, he's perving out on me again. All she was doing was laying out by the pool in her bikini. It wasn't even that small. She could see him peering out his window. He wasn't even trying to hide. With a huff, she gathered up her stuff and stalked inside.

She'd complained to their mother that other day and all she'd said "He's an 18-year-old boy. A mass of hormones. Maybe you should dress a little more modestly if you don't want him staring at you."

Fat lot of good that did her. She didn't' think she dressed that immodestly. Sure, she wore shorts and t shirts but it was summer. What did her mother expect her to wear, sweats?

She decided to take a shower to wash off the tanning lotion she'd rubbed all over her body. Thinking back to that, she bet he'd loved watching her running her hands all over her body as she applied the lotion. Damn him! She couldn't even relax by the pool!

Grabbing her clothes, she carefully shut and locked the bathroom door before stripping her bikini off. She stopped for a minute to admire her slim form. Standing 5 foot 2 and weighing 105 pounds, she knew she looked good. She had been a cheerleader during high school where her large C-cup tits were a big hit. She just wished she could tan nude. She hated the tan lines. But No, not with the perv watching her all the time!

She turned on the shower and waited for it to get hot, then stepped in. She was washing her hair when she became aware of someone else in the bathroom with her.

Covering her lady bits with her hands, she yelled "Jim, get out of here. Right now!"

He didn't move. Lauren didn't know what to do. It wasn't as is she could physically make him get out. He may have been only 18, but he was already 10 inches taller than her and outweighed by 90 pounds, all of it muscle. Jim played football during the season and worked out constantly, even in the summer. So she slipped by him and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her before storming out of the bathroom and into her room.

That night, her mother was actually home for dinner and Lauren complained about the incident to her. Her mother's response was typical for her. "Honey, I'm sure it was all a mistake. You must have not locked the door and he just assumed it was empty."

"Mom, I did lock the door. I was very careful about that. He had just been perving on me while I was tanning beside the pool!"

"Oh honey. Don't get so worked up. He's a boy and you are good looking young woman. Of course, he's going to want to look at you. It's not as though there are lots of girls his age around here for him to look at."

"There is always the internet. He can look at girls online all he wants. Why does he have to stare at me?"

Sensing that it was a lost cause, Lauren stalked away. It was true there weren't any other kids around here. Their family lived in a country mansion and neither of them had drivers' licenses. Not that it would do Lauren any good to have one. Her parents said she could not drive until she was 21. On the other hand, in the rare times their father was home he would talk with Jim about what kind of car he wanted for before starting college. It was unfair to her how they doted on him but kept her like a hot house flower, something to be admired and kept safe.

Their father was an investment banker and was rarely home. Their mother was a typical wealthy socialite, busy with lots of causes and charities. They were the epitome of absentee parents.

Jim continued to perv on his sister and she took to showering when he was working out. That usually worked but one day she stepped out of the bathroom in just a towel, having forgotten to bring in clean clothes before she showered. And, there he was. By this time, she'd had enough. Figuring he would keep perving on her, she just gave in. She sighed and undid the knot holding up the towel, she let it drop to the floor.

"Here, is this what you want to see?"

He just smiled, looked her up and down before indicating her wanted her to turn around.

"You really are exquisite. I could look at that body all day. Of course, you have a beautiful face. You are really the complete package."

Lauren didn't know how to react to his compliment. Here she was standing nude in front of her brother, a situation brought on by his constant perving on her, and then he gives her the nicest compliment anyone had ever given her. It was even nicely phrased. The usual compliments she got at school were more like "Nice tits or man I would love to fuck you."

Confused, she picked up her towel, not even bothering to cover herself up and walked to her room.

A couple of days later she was helping her mother in the kitchen when her mother said "You know, you've spent the last couple of months complaining about your brother looking at you. Then the other day you corner him in the hall and drop your towel so he can see you naked. You even spun around so he could see your ass. I think all those complaints were because he wasn't giving you enough attention."

"Mom, it wasn't that way at all!"

"Enough. I have had it with your constant complaints about your brother. He's growing into a fine young man and doesn't deserve all your taunting by displaying your body to him. I know it is lonely out here but school will start soon enough and then you'll get all the attention you could ever want."

Hanging her head in resignation, Lauren just left the room. Nothing she could say would penetrate her parent's belief that her brother walked on water. One other thing her mother got wrong, it was the beginning of summer vacation so it would be months before school started.

Before she got too far, she heard her mother say "Your father is going out of town for a while and I will be really busy getting ready for the silent auction, so you two will be on your own a lot for the next couple of weeks. Listen to your brother while we're gone."

Hearing that, Lauren started sobbing quietly as she made her way to her room. She just knew he was going to try something while they were gone. She only had a couple of days before she found out what that was. She's just finished her shower and reached for a towel, only to find them gone. She knew there had been two in the room when she got into the shower. Resigning herself to dressing while all wet, she reached for her clothes only to find them missing too.

"Jim! Bring back my clothes! Damn it, I am going to call Mom."

Just then he opened the door and said "Fat lot of good that will do you but go ahead."

Knowing he was right, she realized there was nothing she could do so she stormed down the hall to her room. Slamming the door, she reached into her drawer for some panties only to find they were all gone. She started frantically looking through her other drawers and her closets, finding nothing to wear except a few pairs of high heeled shoes.

"Jim! Give me back my clothes. I can't walk around naked!"

"Yes, you can. I liked looking at you naked so much the other day, so I thought 'why not all the time?' and so here we are."

"Please, you have to let me wear something."

"No, I don't."

Lauren knew that her mother would believe whatever lie her brother told her, so just accepted the inevitable. At first, she just stayed in her room as much as possible but that got boring pretty fast. Their parents didn't allow them to have TVs in their rooms and limited their online time using some sort of monitor. So she couldn't stream videos for more than an hour a day. She didn't really read for pleasure. She tried reading for a couple of days but quickly gave that up. Then she finally accepted the situation and wandered out to watch TV with her brother. He didn't say anything when she padded into the room, just patted the seat beside him on the couch. She didn't want to sit so close, so she sat in a recliner that didn't have that great a view of the TV, but it was better than the alternative. She was uncomfortable being naked in a room with him, especially since he was fully clothed. But she came to accept it, not comfortable, but resigned.

When she entered the TV room the next day, it was to find the recliner had been removed. Her only alternative was to sit on the couch with her brother, something she was not willing to do. So she retreated to her room where she laid around listlessly for a few hours before boredom overcame her unwillingness to sit out the couch with her brother.

She, once again, entered the TV room and, this time, gingerly sat on the couch on the opposite end from her brother. She ignored his stares, eventually giving up trying to hide her treasures in pursuit of a more comfortable position. She became engrossed in the movie that they were watching, only to become aware that he was gradually moving closer to her. "Jim, you don't need to move closer. Go back and sit on your end of the couch."

He didn't reply, nor did he move away from her. Instead, he stayed where he was until the movie ended. Grabbing the remote, he asked "What do you want to watch now?"

"I don't know, maybe a comedy."

He flipped the channels until he found something that seemed acceptable to her, then set the remote back on the coffee table.

Once again, she became engrossed in the movie and only realized he'd moved over until he was sitting beside her. "Please, Jim, you have the whole couch to sit on. Why do you want to sit right beside me?"

"What, I can't sit beside my beloved sister? What would Mom say if she heard you didn't want me to sit beside you?"

Knowing her mother would side with Jim, she just shut up

A few minutes later, he placed his hand on her knee and she removed it. He did it a couple of more times before she just gave up and let him. She figured it was okay, since it was just on her knee. But, like his place on the couch, his hand on her leg started creeping toward her crotch. "Please stop. I'm your sister, not some random girl you're dating."

"That's what makes it even sweeter. But look, I don't want to make you nervous, so I will put my arm around your shoulders. Surely you can't complain about that?"

Lauren figured that was a better alternative. Besides, she was used to guys trying to cop a feel that way and she'd always been able to control the situation. "Okay, but no funny stuff."

"Believe me, I am totally serious here."

Not knowing what to make of his statement, she just shrugged and let him drape his arm around her shoulders. Amazingly to her, he didn't try anything more that day. Seemingly content to keep his arm draped around her shoulders. She didn't realize that all his hijinks had distracted her from her nudity and that she had gotten used to being naked around him.

"What do you want for dinner?"

"I was thinking sushi."

"That's a good idea. You need to watch your weight over the summer. You don't work out like I do. Come to think of it, you really should start working out. Not weights like me but some sort of aerobics. We can talk about it another time. You order dinner and I'll get us some sake."

Not normally much of a drinker, the sake relaxed her, setting the stage for his next move, which came after dinner. "Let's watch a horror movie."

"I don't know, I always get scared with those movies."

"Tell you what, I've seen this one a couple of times. I'll keep my arm around you the whole time and I'll warn you when a really scary part comes up."

"Okay, but you have to promise."

"I promise."

As promised, Jim held her close and let her hide her face whenever a scary part was coming up. Despite all that had occurred between them recently, Lauren really felt cared for and safe in her brother's arms that night. This set the stage for the next week. Each time they sat on the couch to watch TV, he would wrap his arm around her shoulders and later, when they watched a scary movie, she would stay safe in his embrace. By the end of the week she was looking at her brother as her protector. She also got used to being naked around him. Then a week after their parents had left them on their own, she was walking to the bathroom to take after dinner shower when he stepped in front of her and looked down at her crotch. "You really should shave down there. It will look a lot better."

"I don't want to shave there. I like it just the way it is."

Just then, the phone rang. Jim picked it up. It was their mother. After exchanging some meaningless pleasantries, he said "Lauren has decided to go around nude all the time."

"Oh, you poor boy. I hope it isn't causing you to be uncomfortable."

"No, Mom. I kind of like it. One thing, I really think she should shave her crotch. It's pretty hairy but she doesn't want to."

"Let me speak to her."

"Here, it's Mom."

Lauren took the phone, thinking that finally her mother would side with her. Instead, she heard "Lauren, you really do need to get rid of that hair. What would your future husband think if you had a forest down there? It's particularly bad since you have black hair. Really, you need to start listening to your brother."

"Mom" she whined, "But I'll look like a little girl."

"Men like that. Now, don't shave it. I'll be home in a couple of days and I'll take you to have to it permanently removed. Your pits and legs too. Believe me, you'll thank me in the long run. Now, put your brother back on."

"Thank you for pointing this situation out. I guess her flaunting her body at you has at least one benefit. Now, don't let her shave at all until I get back. I'll make an appointment and have the hair below her neck permanently removed when I get home Monday."

Lauren didn't know what to say or do, so just went to take her shower. It was when she was soaping up her mons that the reality of the situation hit her and she started to sob. She continued to sob until the hot water ran out, then left the shower to drip dry while staring at herself in the mirror, mourning the woman she thought she had been growing into and now never would.

It wasn't until Jim knocked on the door and yelled "Come on. The movie is coming on" that Lauren broke out of her reverie.

Then she quietly left the bathroom and made her way into the TV room. She sat beside her brother, feeling a little better as he slipped his arm around her shoulders. It was 15 minutes later when she was fully snuggled into his chest that she felt fully relaxed. He felt her muscles relax and smiled to himself, his week of conditioning was paying off. He didn't push her further that evening nor the next.

It was the third night when his arm slipped from her shoulders and slipped down to her ass. She tensed up at first but gradually relaxed as his hand didn't move, just cupped her succulent bottom. This became the norm for their TV time.

Monday morning arrived and so did their mother. Jim rushed in and gave her some clothes to wear, for which she was pathetically grateful. She slipped them on only to find them tight and binding. She figured it was because she was so used to being naked all the time. What she didn't know was her brother had specifically picked her shorts and shirt because they were too small for her.

She walked down to the kitchen to find her brother and mother quietly talking.

"Hi, honey. Come, give me a hug."

"Jim, I thought you said she was naked all the time."

"Yeah, but I made her wear something this morning since you were going to be home.

While they were having this conversation, Lauren was squirming in her tight shorts. The seam in her crotch was rubbing roughly against her pussy lips, making her uncomfortable.

"She's clearly uncomfortable. Have her take them off."

"Mom! I want to wear clothes!"

"Don't be ridiculous, you are clearly uncomfortable. If you want to persist in the ridiculous nudity thing, then you might as well be consistent. Maybe then you will see how stupid it is."

"Lauren, take them off!"

Lauren could not believe her brother had commanded her to strip in front of their mother. She looked pleadingly at her mother, only to be met with a stern look. "Obey your brother. He knows what's best for you."

So she just hung her head and pulled off her shirt.

"Oh, Jim you were right. Her tits are beautiful"

Lauren could not believe her brother and mother had discussed her tits. She started to cover them when Jim said "Lauren, put your hands down. You know you want to show mom how delicious your tits look."

Lauren once again looked pleadingly at her mother but to no avail. So she dropped her hands.

"Now, the shorts."

Lauren knew she had no choice and slipped them off.

"Oh god, I had no idea her bush was so bad. Jim, you were so right to bring this to my attention. Well, no matter she has an appointment this afternoon to get it removed."

They were startled when they heard the front door open. Their father was home! Lauren wanted to put her clothes back on but a stern look from her brother stilled her hands.

"Hi honey. I didn't realize you were coming home today."

"Just for today. I might have to leave first thing in the morning."

Just then he caught sight of his naked daughter. He took a moment to appraise her body. Her tits looked exactly like one of his mistresses. But then he caught sight of the bush between her legs.

"Oh, you were right, that bush has to go. It looks like a forest down there."

Lauren blushed at his statement and thought to herself 'Jim must be right. I am so glad he decided it has to go.' She imagined what some future boyfriend would say if he saw her untamed bush. She didn't catch the full implication of her thought, that it was her brother's decision, not hers.

"Let's go into the living room and catch up."

They all made their way into the living room and sat. Without thinking about it, Lauren curled up beside her brother and felt comforted when his arm encircled her shoulders.

"Oh honey, don't they look adorable together. So much better than my brother and I at that age. We used to fight all the time. You two have really made progress these last couple of weeks while we were gone. We really need to leave you two alone more often."

Jim responded "Yes, Lauren is so much less uptight these days. Besides, she is a joy to hold in my arms. One thing, I've noticed her muscle tone is slackening off, so I am going to have her start some aerobics when I lift. Watching her tits sway while she's one the treadmill will really be some eye candy when I'm doing some reps."

His father snorted at his statement and said "Jim, you really are your father's son. I've always been a tit man, myself." With that, he reached over and pinched his wife's tit.

"Behave yourself. You know, we have a few hours before I have to take Lauren to her appointment. Maybe we should take a nap?"

"Oh, a nap sounds just the thing."

With that statement, he led their mother to their bedroom in their wing of the house.

"You know they are going to fuck."

"Jim, don't be vulgar."

She snuggled her head into his chest and quietly asked "Do you really like my tits?"

"Of course, I do. They are magnificent. So perfectly shaped." As he was saying this, his hand reached up to gently fondle one of her tits. "You have the most beautiful tits in the world. I can't wait until they are full of milk. I want to drink from such beautiful, bounteous breasts."

"Well, that is not happening anytime soon. I am only 19. You are the only boy who has ever seen them and you're my brother so there is no chance you will get me pregnant."

He didn't respond and just enjoyed the feel of her full tit in his hand. Then he pushed her away and said "I want to see how they taste without milk" before swooping down and latching on to a succulent nipple.

"Jim, no, you shouldn't." She tried to push him away but he was too strong, so stopped struggling. It wasn't long before the erotic pleasure of having her nipple sucked overcame her desire to resist. Her hands moved to cradle his head and she didn't even budge when his lips moved over to capture the other nipple. She had never imagined how pleasurable it would feel to have someone sucking on her tits. She felt a warmth that moved down to her pussy and realized she was getting wet.