The Brothers

The two brothers sat facing each other on their mother's couch. The eldest, Nick, was set on convincing his not much younger but markedly different brother, Don about the usefulness of his new toy.. an e-cigarette.

Across the room, Nick's girlfriend, Ginger was making occasional noises... sounds of obvious ridicule. Both brothers would glance her way which provided the perfect opportunity for her famous "eye roll." After one such taunt, she heard the conversation change... suddenly the redhead found herself the object of their attention.

"I'm not sure how you lasted this long without killing her, bro," Don laughed. Nick grinned.. but didn't laugh.. "Nah..I don't have to go to that much trouble ... she knows not to go too far.. " he looked over at Ginger catching her eye.. "Don't you, young lady?"

Ginger felt her stomach drop and her breath catch. Nick only called her "young lady" in his role as her Dom... and when he wanted her immediate submission. But that couldn't be right. His brother was right there in the room with them. Was he actually going to make her do this in front of another person... a person she saw every time she visited? Hardly able to breathe, Ginger looked up into her Master's waiting eyes, "um... yes?" she mumbled.

His green eyes grew darker but the grin never left his lips. "Yes, what, young lady?"

And then she knew... he was really going to make her do it... right here in his mother's living room... right here in front of his brother. He was her Dom.. her Master.. she couldn't refuse him. Visibly humbled, her answer carried a tone of defeat. "Yes, Sir.... I know not to go too far."

Her eyes lowered immediately to a spot on the table in front of her as she waited for whatever he decided was to happen next.

And on the other side of the room a very shocked Don sat with his jaw dropped and his eyes wide. Looking first at the girl and then slowly turning to stare at his brother with a sense of awe and wonder. "How did you do that?"

Nick's voice hadn't really changed and yet it seemed to have a deeper, richer quality to it... one that exuded confidence... and control. "Do what?"

Don laughed and shook his head back and forth quickly as if he were trying to shake off the image of what he'd just witnessed. "Come on... how'd you get her to... well.. act like that? You know.. so... meek... or subdued.. You know what I mean." Don sounded a bit exasperated at the last.

Nick looked his brother.. his dark eyes almost sparkling. "I think what you are referring to is how respectful our girl has become. And the answer to that is very simple. She knows what happens to little girls who don't show the proper respect to their... well... let's just say to the man in their life."

At that point Nick's brother truly was at a loss for words and yet was filled with questions. First, he knew his brother had been about to say something else before he changed his answer to "let's just say to the man.." but even greater was his desire to learn more about his brother's bizarre revelation. He seemed to be talking about his girlfriend as if she were basically a child who had to follow his directions and barring that face consequences of some kind that she obviously didn't like. It didn't seem real... but there she sat... quiet as a mouse. Then Don noticed how she seemed to be almost holding her breath.... her fingers traced each other as her hands sat in her lap... her gaze appeared locked to a spot on the table.. and a slow blush was rising to her cheeks. Don looked back to his brother. "So you're telling me that she does whatever you tell her to do. And she does this amazing thing because... why... because she doesn't want to make you upset... or she's just beamed in from the 50s where men ruled the household.. or what? Seriously, what could you possibly do to a grown woman to make her behave like that," he pointed to the visibly shrinking redhead, "when only minutes ago she was laughing at you and basically calling you an idiot?"

Nick sighed. "Alright. I don't usually discuss this with people because it's a very personal subject but I will today for two reasons. One.. you are my brother so I know you will respect Ginger's situation and keep this to yourself. And two.. Ginger pretty much brought this on herself. She knows how she is supposed to behave and she's been baiting and provoking me since we got here. I assume because she felt "safe" since you were here. And this is a good time to teach her a lesson about teasing the dragon." With that, Nick rose to his 6'2" height and looked straight at the trembling girl. "Ginger, come here." A small whimper was the only response he got. "Young lady, do I have to repeat myself?"

With that Ginger reluctantly stood and keeping her head bowed walked slowly over to stand beneath Nick's towering form. Her body was rigid.. her cheeks were bright red.. and tears were beginning to spill from her eyes. Nick lifted her chin with his finger... "Look at me. Now, because you chose to act like a spoiled little girl who didn't get her own way instead of the sweet, charming woman I know you can be you need to be punished. Do you understand?"

Ginger couldn't keep her eyes from darting between her Master's face to his brother's seated form. She whimpered audibly. "Please.. please don't make me do this.. I'm sorry.. I really am.. Can't we just do this when we get back home? I won't do it again. I promise." One sentence spilling into another.. Ginger seemed about to lose it when Nick put his finger to her lips. She quieted instantly.... Except for one more tiny whimper.

"That's enough hysterics, young lady. You are going to do what I tell you now.. here.. and then when we get home you and I are going to continue with this "discussion". And I am confident you know what I mean by that, don't you?" His tone brooked no disobedience. She answered immediately, if quietly, "Yes, Sir.. I know."

"Good girl. As for your punishment now I want you to look over and tell my brother the basic rules we have about respect.. and that includes telling him about the consequences for breaking those rules. And if he has any questions you will answer them truthfully and without hesitation. .. So, go ahead.. get started."

Ginger felt like her chest was going to explode... she really just wanted the floor to swallow her up... or that a miracle would make her invisible.. or simpler ..that she had just kept her mouth shut. But sometimes she couldn't help it.. she liked to play with him.. she loved it when his eyes grew dark and he got that rich tenor to his voice. But never had it happened like this before.. never had he reacted that way in front of another living soul. She always knew she could taunt and tease or even really disrespect him with arguments and cursing but the punishment would come when they were home... alone. This time she stood silently crying in front of her Master's brother and even his demeanor had changed. He was no longer surprised.. joking.. now he had taken on a much more serious look.. strange.. it looked almost like a hunger. His eyes were intent on her when she dared look into them. She jumped when she felt her Master's hand on her shoulder.. fingers close to her neck. "Um, I have certain rules I follow to show my...um.. Nick.. how I respect him and serve him. I never call him disrespectful names and address him as Sir when I'm supposed to. And I can argue with him but about things like politics and education but not about things that are about us."

"Alright.. that's a good place to stop for the rules. Now tell Don what happens when you break those rules... and remember to be honest."

Ginger felt totally defeated. She couldn't believe how embarrassed she was and yet totally unable to stop herself from complying with his words. "When I break a little rule, Nick usually gives me a warning and if I quit then it's okay. But if I keep going I know I'll get punished so I remember the rule better next time..."

Before Ginger could continue, Don shot out the question she feared the most, "What's the punishment?"

Her answer was barely audible. "I get spanked."

Her mortification was complete... or so she thought. Don had already surmised her response by all that had occurred thus far and now he was consumed with questions. Nick took this opportunity to sit back in his place on the couch.. relaxing with his ankle crossed over his knee, while his girlfriend stood meekly ahead of him, sharing her most private thoughts with what amounted to basically a stranger to her.. and she did it at his behest. He watched carefully her reactions and his brother's. He would put an end to it if it became too much for Ginger.. but for now the lesson he was teaching was sending the exact message it needed to convey. Actions have consequences and sometimes those consequences are swift... but always they are of his choosing.

Don started right away. "You get spanked? Like a little kid?"

"Yes." Her response was soft spoken as all of her responses had become. With each answer to Don, Ginger's acquiescence to Nick became deeper... more complete.

"And how does he do it? ...spank you, I mean.."

Short silence... the struggle to answer honestly was written on her face. "um... it depends.... on what I've done... and how he wants to punish me..."

Don appeared almost impatient. Sitting on the edge of the couch, gazing slightly up into the redhead's embarrassed features. He looked over to an extremely relaxed Nick, "Can she sit down again so I don't have to keep looking up at her?"

Nick found it interesting that his brother asked him instead of directing the request to Ginger. It pleased him. He thought for a moment about the situation at hand. This might be the perfect opportunity to take his sub to a new level of submission.. one that he knew she craved and feared simultaneously. Decision made he stood again and turned Ginger to face him.

"You know you are making me very proud right now... the way you are doing as you're told even though I know it's very difficult for you to do. Do you like making your Master proud of you?"

She didn't even flinch at his use of his title. "Yes, sir, I want you to be proud of me."

"Good girl. Then let my brother see the best place a girl can be to show her Master how she respects and submits to him."

Ginger immediately dropped to her knees in front of Nick. Her neck muscles strained as she continued to look into his face, drawing strength from his gaze.

"Very good girl... " He ran his fingers over her cheek and across her lips. She kissed their tips.

Don thought he had witnessed it all ...but this... this was beyond anything he might have imagined. His brother controlled this girl... her actions.. even her thoughts it seemed. The younger brother was speechless. He had always known his brother had a way with women but this was something else... unbelievable. And the next words from his brother amazed him even more.

"Now I want my slave to make me more proud than she ever has before. Can you do that?"

"Yes, sir... I'll try to make you proud of me."

"Good girl. What I want you to do is stay in position but turn to my brother... and for as long as I say I want you to listen to and obey him as you would me... with the exception that you will not call him Master.. I am the only Master you will ever have or need. But instead you will show respect by addressing him as Sir. Do you understand?"

Ginger's emotions were warring within her. She was embarrassed.. humiliated.. at the picture she had of herself kneeling in this room.. meekly submitting to every command... in plain view of a man she hardly knew. But also she felt more secure.. more complete than she ever had before... she was not only being put in her place but more importantly she was being shown off there... like he was proud to have her at his feet. And it was this latter feeling that gave her the strength she needed to continue.

"Yes, Master. I understand... and I'll do whatever you wish me to.." Then she turned on her knees to face her Master's brother.