6 Times a Day-Chapter 1352
A few minutes later, they were repositioned on the bed. To Alan’s surprise, Katherine insisted on having her hands handcuffed behind her back, and on being blindfolded as well.
Alan picked up the handcuffs. He examined them before putting them or the blindfold on her. "Hmmm. I’ve never played around with these before. Are you SURE you want to wear these?"
"I’m completely sure! I’ve never been so sure in my life. I didn’t know you hadn’t used them already. They’re Aunt Suzy’s from way back, so I kind of figured... Wow! If I get to be the first of your nymphos to get fucked in handcuffs, that’ll be an even bigger super double ultra amazing gift!"
"You’re beginning to sound like Amy," he muttered, as he continued to inspect the handcuffs. "I don’t get it. It’s not like you’re going to up and run away."
"No, but I COULD get up and run away, in theory. But with the handcuffs, I can’t even do THAT! I’m totally helpless, a slave! I’m totally unable to stop you from royally fucking me!"
"But you wouldn’t want to stop me. Besides, these aren’t even real handcuffs; they’re just for play. I’ve been fiddling with them and I see you don’t even need a key to take them off."
She shook a fist in the air in frustration. "Grrr! Brother, you don’t get it! I guess that’s why you’re the master and I’m one of your many busty, fuckable playthings. Just let me have my fantasy, okay? That’s an order!"
He laughed. "Yes, ma’am!" He thought, I love Sis. She wins the award for most uppity submissive in my harem, that’s for sure. I don’t know about this bondage stuff. I’m not sure I should be encouraging things getting even weirder. But this is what she really wants, and after her awesome deep throating effort, how can I tell her no? That must have been really, really hard to do. I’m so lucky to have a sister who truly loves endlessly pleasuring my dick!
Although he didn’t fully understand how she felt about this, he understood enough to know how to push her buttons. He put a scowl on his face, and barked commandingly, "Miss Katherine Plummer! Assume the position. NOW!"
Her eyes went wide, but she scrambled on the bed, kneeling up in front of him with her ample chest thrust forward and her hands behind her back, as if they were already tightly bound together. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
Alan simply examined her for some long moments as he continued to fiddle idly with the handcuffs. Dang, she’s such a babe! And I love how the collar looks on her. That was a really great idea. I’m so glad I bought those. Then he started to inspect her with the cuffs. He took the metal ring of one cuff and brought it right to her left nipple.
She gasped as the cold metal came into contact with her erect nip.
He chuckled inwardly. Geez, this is so easy. She’s already so horny that she’s panting, and I haven’t really said or done anything yet.
She was staring intently at the cuffs, which reminded him about the need for the blindfold. "Here," he said, as he temporarily withdrew the cuffs so he could put the blindfold on her, "It’ll be even better when you can’t see. Then you can concentrate fully on your sense of touch."
She purred even more contentedly as he finished tying the blindfold around her head and brought the cuffs back to her nipple.
As he ran the metal all over her nipple, he asked in a growl, "What makes you think you’re worthy of being one of my fuck toys?"
She started to open her mouth, but he barked, "Don’t answer! I just want you to think about it. Think about it long and hard. Like my cock. Looooong and haaard..." He dropped the cuffs down to her pussy and ran the metal ring over her pussy lips and clit.
She shivered all over, but her clit especially was maxing out on pleasure at the touch of the cold metal. Then he started to run the chain between the cuffs over her clit, and she loved that even more.
As he did that, she seriously considered his question. What does make me worthy? Of course, I’m his sister, and a damn good looking one at that. True, I wish my breasts could be larger, a lot larger. But even so, everyone says I’m one of the most beautiful girls in school. But more than that is the love! A lot of brothers and sisters don’t even like each other, but I well and truly love him, and I know he loves me! That’s what makes it so fun and easy to endlessly serve his cock. It’s like Mom says: sperm is love. Every time he cums on me or in me, it’s like he’s bathing me in his love! Our bond keeps getting stronger and stronger every day, so to me the whole question is moot. I’m totally secure with the love we have for each other!
He could have kept up with an "interrogation" like that for some time, but he was eager to fuck. Plus, he wasn’t actually unhappy with her in any way, and didn’t want to create the impression that he was. So he said, "Think about that, but later. Now, lie down and prepare to get fucked!"
But Katherine didn’t move. There was a pause, and then she mumbled out of the corner of her mouth, "The cuffs."
He didn’t understand her. "What?"
She whispered a bit louder, "The cuffs!"
D’oh! Some master I am! But he was quick to roll with the punches, and said, commandingly, "But before you do, I’m going to handcuff you, because you’ve been such a naughty, uppity, sister slut!"
She cooed, and practically melted with desire as she eagerly twisted around to present her wrists to him.
As he put the cuffs on her, she thought, Ah! The hard metallic click of the cuffs locking together! So harsh! So final! I love it! I already can’t wait to tell Mom all about this tomorrow. She’s going to flip about the deep throating. And when she hears about the cuffs, she’ll cum buckets! Tee hee! And when I tell Brenda, boy oh boy! She literally WILL cum buckets! Hee-hee!
While he laid on top of her, he thought, I’m no expert at the whole body orgasm thing, but this seems like an ideal time to go for another one. The mere fact that she’s handcuffed has her hotter than an oven. It’s like I’ve been fucking her for an hour already. And with the blindfold, she’ll be able to focus more on her other senses. To be honest, I don’t have the slightest clue what I’m doing, but I’ll just try to do what worked with Aims and Mom.
Other than the handcuffs and blindfold, the only other item Katherine "wore" was her new collar, a fact that delighted her to no end. After her brother slid his erection all the way into her, and started wiggling it around a bit, making things a bit more comfortable for both of them, she said, "This is the first time you’ve fucked me since you collared me. That just makes it extra hot! I pulled the collar extra tight when I put it on, so it’s tugging at my neck a little bit. That reminds me that I’m your woman. It’s like my whole neck is a new erogenous zone."
He was focused on fucking. He was already building up a steady, deep rhythm. But he reached up to briefly run a finger along her collar.
"Oooh!" she squealed. "It IS an erogenous zone. Do that a lot! When you touch me there, it’s like you’re telling me, ’I’m your master and you’re my fuck toy sister-slave, and don’t you EVER forget it!’"
He didn’t know how to respond to that. His natural modesty was still making him resist this sort of master and slave talk, but he couldn’t deny that it was arousing him as well. Lately, his mental protests were growing fewer and farther between. He just grunted, churning his erection around deep inside her pussy for a little bit before he resumed his regular thrusting.
She continued, trying to explain while she still had the breath to talk, "After the blowjob lessons, Aims and I got to talking about our collars. Namely, how will we be able to pass off wearing them at school? And then we came up with an idea. We’ll create some kind of fake scandal, and then we’ll wear the collars as our silent form of protest!"
She stopped her explanation for a moment, distracted by the intense fucking pleasure. "Oh, Brother! Fuck me! Just like that. Mmmm! But, uh, can you take the cuffs off for a sec, so I can put my hands over my head instead? They’re starting to get uncomfy, digging into my back."
He did that, which was easy enough, since no keys were needed. Typical. She loves the slavery idea in theory, but she quickly changes her tune if there’s any actual discomfort involved.
She resumed grinding her hips in response to his steady plowing. But she continued to explain, "I came up with the idea that we should demand that the school allow us to design new cheerleader uniforms. UGH! HNNNG! ... We’ll, we’ll... come up with an even sexier and more revealing design, and since our current uniforms are borderline porno already, there’s no way they’ll agree! HOO! AH! Then we’ll be able to wear our collars in public forever!"
