My Brother My Slave Ch. 02

**All characters in this story are 18 years or older**

**A/N: I was unprepared for the reaction that chapter one provoked and as such have decided to continue down this venue. Comments and input is always welcome, enjoy.**

Emily felt her orgasm building steadily, pulsating stronger and stronger. She pinched her stiff nipples and moaned as her clit resonated with tension. Her eyes closed, Emily felt the surge of pleasure pulse strong only to fade and then surge again stronger. Each wave of pleasure grew in magnitude, mercilessly sending her toward her release.

"Don't stop. Don't stop. Oh yeah...Just like....Ohhhh......fuck.....oh..oh..oh..ohhh yeah." Emily's hands left her nipples and grabbed Jeff's head, pulling it tighter against her pussy. She was so close and he'd better not screw up this time. Her hips jerked as the movement of his tongue sent a jolt of fire through her. Emily's feet pulled him forward as her hands pushed him into her cunt.

"Oh yeah....just like that......Oh..oh..oh..ooohhhh....ohhhhhh...ohhhhhhh......FUCK!...AHHHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHH! Emily reached the edge and was falling. Her toes curled as muscles insider her tunnel rhythmically pulsated, searching for a cock from which to draw its desired seed and draw it deep into her body. Jeff had obeyed her instructions and as she plummeted over the edge, had stuck his tongue into the entrance of her sex as deep as he could penetrate. Jeff could feel the tiny contractions barely surround his tongue as Emily came on his face.

Emily had a handful of his hair, never letting go as she rocked back and forth from her orgasm. Jeff would never tell her, but the scent of her cunt was intoxicating. His cock was rock hard as his sister ground her pussy into his face and moaned in ecstasy. He desperately wanted to stroke himself but he didn't dare.

It was only two days ago that Emily had walked into the bathroom and caught him jerking off, murmuring her name. She'd blackmailed him, if you could really call it that and "forced" him to fuck her. He'd been scared of her, but as his balls had emptied their pent up load, he knew that anything she asked, he'd do, if only to cum in that tight pussy again.

Emily shuddered and gasped in a breath as the convulsing orgasm subsided. Her brother was actually doing well for his second time at eating pussy. She felt him cleaning the rest of her cum from her lips and she simply lay there enjoying the blissful afterglow. She knew Jeff was enjoying himself, even though he acted shy. She didn't have any doubt that he'd doing anything to fuck her again. But that in and of itself, was not enough. She needed to maintain a certain level of fear for this to work. It had taken her two days to formulate a plan of action, a way to ensure that Jeff would never betray her, never cheat on her, and never stop fucking her. Her power over Jeff was nothing more than a bluff.

She'd never turn him over to their parents, he might break apart and tell them everything and that would effectively screw her plans. She needed leverage, something that, if found, would only point to him as an offender. She couldn't chance her word against his. The solution had been inspired from a site she'd found the night before. She'd lost track of time browsing the internet last night, specifically a amateur sex video site.

Jeff was unaware, but a camera was set up on her headboard, hidden. Had finally figured out what she was going to do at about 2 in the morning. She was going to get proof. Jeff was going to force himself on her and she was going to get it on film.

Jeff moved his head as Emily, still panting from the explosive high, released his hair. Her eyes were still closed but she sensed he was jerking himself. She wanted to simply lay there and bask in the afterglow, but her plan called for quick action. She forced her eyes open and wasn't surprised to see Jeff, cock in hand staring at her nude form. "I didn't say you could jerk off, little brother." He looked at her face, but didn't stop stroking, a look of uncertainty on his face.

Emily sat up on the bed and glared at him. "I said hands off Jeff."

Jeff paused and stared for a moment dumbfounded and then release his shaft. She almost felt sorry for him, he looked so pathetic standing there naked with the thickest, longest, suckable, fuckable...she blinked to stop her thought process. Jeff was her slave and he only got to cum when she told him to, or at least that was what she needed him to think.

She titled her head in an innocently inquisitive manner. "You want to fuck me, Jeff?"

Jeff swallowed but nodded.

Emily waggled a finger at him. "You know the rules Jeff....Do you want to fuck big sister?" She enunciated each word of her question, making sure he knew what she wanted.

"Yes, Em. I want to fuck you." He spoke soft but clear, remembering how she'd forced him to say over until he got it right.

Emily winked at him and smiled a sly smile. "Then you gotta play a little game." Emily slipped off the bed and knelt in front of him, taking his cock in hand. She stroked him gently. His eyes closed at her touch. "Open your eyes and look at me." Jeff's eyes focused on her and obediently watched her.

She continued to stroke him lightly staring up at him. "I want you to pretend to force me to have sex with you."

Jeff looked totally confused. She smiled. "Oh come on, it can't be that hard to pretend that you want to hold your sister down and fuck her brains out." She leaned in and licked the leaking tip of his cock, collecting his oozing precum. He groaned. "Is it?"

Jeff again looked scared to answer.

Emily squeezed his cock to the point of discomfort. "Wouldn't you like that?"

Jeff shook his head.

Emily's face flashed with warning. "Jeff." She paused for effect and then slowly, deliberately repeated the question. "Have you ever thought of holding me down..." She rose and licked his nipple. "Forcing my legs open..." She drew her other hand against her wet sex and brought it to his nose. "Shoving that thick, hard cock, into my..." she rocked her head from side to side, "virgin pussy"...She circled around him, cock in hand and placed her scented hand at his nostrils again and leaned closer to talk in his ear, "and fucking me until you filled my with your hot, milky cum?"

Emily knew she'd planted the fantasy in his mind. She could feel his racing pulse through his gorgeous cock and hear his panting breath as he inhaled he musky scent, feeling her bare nipples touching his back. He was hers. Emily leaned in an licked his ear. "I'm willing to play.....are you?" as she spoke those last words she silently stroked him.

Jeff was having trouble thinking. The intoxicating scent of her orgasmic juices, her sensuous tongue licking his earlobe, and the soft hand sliding back and forth over the skin of his already engorged cock was stealing his will to resist. He felt his body shudder and the muscles behind his throbbing member, push more of his clear arousal to his purple tip. His refusal to go along with her demands was only half hearted to begin with. He now felt himself not caring about the price of her sexual attention, only that he must have it. He groaned feeling her slide down his back and give him a gently bite on an ass cheek, all the while gently tugging his erection.

Emily could feel his acquiescence. He was her slave, and regardless of whether she had to coerce, yell, or merely seduce his devotion, it was going to be hers none the less. The power she felt over him was palpable and she relished it. She knew he would do anything to have his way with her, and truth be told she wanted to be fucked right now, hard and brutal. She knew she had to act the part, regardless of how much pleasure she took. It was after all, her means of securing her slave's allegiance. She wanted his cock, his mouth, his muscles, but most of all she wanted his mind. Knowing she'd forced him, dominated him, and secretly coveted him, had made for the best orgasm of her life.

Emily knew that the power was only half the turn-on. She had always cared deeply for Jeff. Anyone observing would think she hated him, but that wasn't true. She distanced herself on purpose from Jeff. Her life, her friends, her entire popular world would crush Jeff in its heartless cruelty. Emily rationalized that her distancing and now dominance was protecting him. Exposing him would not only bring an end to her absolute intense sexual relationship, but more importantly would alienate Jeff beyond repair. Their parents were straight laced, by the book, conservatives. If any hint of sexual conduct, of any kind, came to light regarding Jeff or Emily, they'd be thrown out and disowned. No it was better that she keep this secret, by any means necessary. And, though she knew she was being selfish, Emily didn't want to give Jeff to anyone else. He was hers. He was her slave.

Emily had shifted around him until she was face to face with his masculine endowment. She tentatively licked the clear fluid from his cock the sucked just the tip of his penis forcefully. Jeff gasped and more precum oozed into her mouth. Releasing him, she looked up, the picture of innocent question. Jeff's eyes were closed.

"Look at me little brother." He looked down at her and she could see the willingness in his eyes. He was hooked. She rose and went over to her closet and picked out the ugliest night gown she could find and slipped into it. She turned to her naked brother and looked at him commandingly. "Now grabb my arms and throw me onto that bed, then rip this night gown off of me and fuck me as hard as you can." She leaned in to make sure he was hanging on her words. "Do you understand? I want you to rip it off and fuck me. And no matter how much I tell you to stop, I don't want you to quit until you cum. Period."

Jeff's eyes looked down and then glanced back up. After a few moments, he nodded.

Emily smiled. As she turned away from him touching the record button on the small remote she'd palmed from the closet. It was time. She adopted the most disgusted and said, "Are you fucking nuts? You're my brother for one and two, I'm planning on saving myself for whoever I marry!" She waited but Jeff still didn't move. She turned her face so that the camera couldn't see her, but Jeff could. Flashing him an expectant look, she turned back. Jeff didn't move at first. Then his face changed, as if he'd made a decision and would now act on it. She saw his face harden and it nearly frightened her as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. Caught off guard, Emily pulled back, first in instinctual response, then stronger as she slipped into her role.

"Let go of me!" She struggled but Jeff's strength was much more than her own. He pulled her to him and brought his mouth down on hers. The touch of his lips sent a flash of electricity through her spine that settled between her legs. She pulled her mouth free. "Get off, what the..." Her statement was silenced by his mouth again forcefully capturing hers. He pulled her to him as he invaded her mouth. Emily was desperately trying to remember her role, she was desperately trying not to push him down on the bed and fuck him.

"Shut up and get on the bed!" Jeff yelled. She was taken back by the commanding tone of his voice, and turned on.

She pulled away from him, trying to free her arms from his grip. Jeff swung her around and in a single motion, threw her back on her own full size bed. She had little time to think as she felt his hands grab the hem of her night gown. Leveraging both arms he yanked the material. The audible rip gave her gooseflesh as Jeff tore the night gown from the base all the way to her breasts. He grabbed his cock and stroked it. Emily shut her legs tight and, knowing that the camera could no longer see her face, raised her eyebrows at him.

"Jeff stop!" Jeff placed a palm on either knee and yanked her knees apart. She knew her sex was soaked, feeling her excitement dripping. She hadn't expected to feel this turned on by his dominance. She could feel her own anticipation of his cock entering her pussy. His strong arms rippled with strength as she tried to pull her legs back together. "Jeff, no! Please....NO!"

Just as she had instructed him, Jeff didn't listen to her, but continued instead maneuvered to keep her legs open. Even though she struggled for theatrics, resistance was farthest from her mind. She stopped trying to stop him with her legs and began to try to push him away with her arms. Jeff caught her wrists and leaned over her, pushing her arms up to hold them above her head as he mounted her.

Emily's hips involuntarily thrust upward, grinding against his erection. She closed her eyes to collect herself, trying not to moan. Jeff flexed his stomach to get the tip of his cock at her slick entrance. Without resisting, she knew the lie would easily be spotted.

"Jeff! Jeff.....ah.....ohhhh....ohhh.. . Jeff stop, your hurting me..." She said the words, heard the tone, but her eyes blazed with hunger. Jeff began thrusting deep and she felt her body respond. Her nipples turned to stone, her skin became super sensitive to the touch and her clit was throbbing to be touched. She grabbed one of her pillows and whimpered, not at any pain, but at the want to have him touch her more and more until he came inside her.

Fuck it! Emily hit the stop button on the remote and shoved it into the pillow, hoping Jeff hadn't seen. With no eye on her to betray her intent, she let herself go as he pounded into her. He railed her to the point that she began to feel sore from the pounding. Jeff slammed his cock into her again and again. He tried to look angry but the look on his face belied any anger. He was getting close, she could tell. She could feel the building of her second orgasm as he continued to plunge himself as fast, as hard, and as deep as he could. She felt him tense and pause for a moment. She knew he would cum soon. She could see it on his face. Renewing his pace he drove into her. She felt her body tingle and a flood of her own juices begin to pour. It was like cresting a wave on a surf board, slow rising. Jeff's face scrunched up and his body went rigid. He plunged hard and she felt the wave crest. As his cum began flowing into his sister, Emily felt her whole body seize and then she was cumming too. His cock spewed jet after jet into her as she milked drop after drop from him. She cried out with the force of it, hearing her brother grunt and gasp as the last of his juice was propelled into her quivering cunt.

He fell on her from exhaustion and she stroked his sweaty hair.

"That was.....perfect." Emily gasped out. "You did well Jeff." He seemed to go limp atop her, as if still scared he had failed to please her. Emily felt slight amount of sorrow that he was in such fear, but it was quickly swallowed by the feeling of repulsion for what she'd done. Had she gone too far with this?

Jeff's hips began to rock slowly. Emily noticed he was still hard. And felt the sloshing thrust of his cock as he began to slowly, rhythmically drive into her pussy again.

"Oh Gawd Jeff..." She wrapped her legs around his back and let him once again fuck her. "That's it little brother...that's it....."

Tomorrow would worry about itself, right now, she would enjoy it, relish it, encourage it.