A Sister's Revenge, part 1
By Sushi, 5/17/04

This contains explicit, sexual scenes.

Sara, an average, yet lean, girl, sat crying on her friend's shoulder,
Monica; her brother had taken yet again her pathetic allowance by force.
It was quite usual, but today she had tried to stand up. The results: A
sharp smack to the face.
"God I hate Michael!" She sobbed.
Monica was deep in thought, wondering what they could do about Sara's
older, bullying brother. She idly turned on the TV to see a man get
kicked suddenly where it counts. He curled up instantly.
 A smile crept up on her face. She jumped up. "I know what we can do!"
Sara looked tearfully up at her ecstatic friend. "What?"
Monica grinned evilly. "Before we start, do you have some duct tape ... ?"

They had it all worked out: Sara would lure Michael into his room, when
Monica would jump out and make him fall to the ground. After tying him up
securely, they'd get their fair share of the fun ... 

Michael, a sturdy teen with a soft and gentle complexion but with a
surprisingly quick temper, walked into the kitchen, fishing through the
fridge for a snack. Running his fingers through his spiky black hair, he
reached for the OJ when he felt a sharp pain in his ass.
Turning around, he saw his little sister standing there, smiling. She had
kicked him!
"You little twerp!" He yelled, aiming a smack for her face, but she was
already on the run.
"Can't catch me, numbnuts!" She hollered as she ran into the middle of
his room.
"Get out of my-" He began to say but was cut off when a foot tripped
him. He fell hard to the floor. All at once, his sister was grabbing his
hands behind his back and another girl, after his vision was less blurred
he saw it was Monica, was walking toward them with more tape. She had a
malicious smile upon her oval face.
His hands tied behind his back, Sara began to secure his feet that were
flailing wildly in the air.
"Sara, what are you doing?!" He demanded, but now a little scared.
Once she was finished, Monica helped turn him over on his back. They
looked at their victim with glee.
"Oh, poor Michael!" Sara said in mock pity as she gave him a swift kick
to the crotch.
Michael tried to curl up and hold his smashed berries, but Monica kept
his shoulders pinned.
Looking up at Sara, she asked," What would you like to do first?"
Both girls giggled as they saw Sara's brother squirm in fear at what
might happen to him.
"Hmm, well, if we're gonna do anything we planned, we'll have to take his
pants off!"
"Hey! No, don't!" Michael said meekly as they started to pull down his
pants. After a few minutes of getting his bum off the ground so they
could pull them to his feet, they where surprised at what they saw.
In his tight briefs, a mildly hard cock was trying to get relief. Totally
humiliated, Michael began to blush, but still the erection grew.
The girls looked at each other in awe. "So Big Brother, do you like it
when we play with your balls?" Sara asked as she grasped his left nut
tightly. Wincing at the pain, he replied breathlessly:
"Yes Sara! But not so hard! Please!"
At this Monica grabbed his right nut, increasing pressure every few
moments. She gave Sara a look, and got up to let her have room for what
she was going to do.
Grabbing her older brother's ankles, she hoisted them up into the air,
leaving his swelling cock and tender berries totally exposed. Michael's
eyes widened at the thought of what his little baby sister was about to
do.
"No! Sara, please! Don't! I'll, I'll do anything! Please!" He sobbed in
fear.
Sara lifted her foot a foot or so above his groin, letting it hover.
"Anything? Hey, Monica, what d'you think we should do to my bully
brother?"
"Hmm, you mean your rich, bully brother that's been taking your money?"
"Yeah, that's the one!" The girls giggled at the boy twitchi ng with
fear.
Playfully, Sara nudged her toe into his jewels, making him jump at the
touch. "How's about you pay me, oh, I don't know, $50 a week so I don't
"accidently" bust your balls?"
Michael's mouth dropped. "F-fifty?! I-I..."
"It's either that or we crunch your nuts as much as we like!" Monica said
happily as she switched places with Sara, her foot now resting in between
his legs.
"Okay! But let me go! Please, Sara, please!"
"Not so fast, Michael! I wanna have some fun at your expence for once!"
Sarah nodded to Monica, who promptly kicked the older brother's balls.
He gasped in pain and tried again to curl up. "Uh-uh-UH!" Sara said as
she kept his shoulders down.                

"Please, stop! I'll g-give you the money now!" He stammered.

"No way, Big Brother! I'm going to get rich off of you anyway, so why
shouldn't I have fun?" Sara replied giggling at her "fearsome, bully of a
brother".

Michael frowned fearfully as Monica reached down, grabbing his bulging
cock. "M-monica, please, d-don't hurt me! Please!" He said meekly.

Monica looked up at Sara. "Wanna make him cum?!" She asked with that same
evil grin.

"Yeah!" Sara said, happy at the unfortnate fate of her older brother.

At once, Michael tried to squirm. "No, please, Sara, so I'm not the best
brother, but I'll make it up to you! Please, quit!"

Sara reached her hand down to his crotch, plucking one of his heavy nuts.
Rolling it gently around, she said sweetly, looking directly in her
brothers eyes that were wide with terror, "Isn't it funny how just by
holding a tough guy's ball, I can make him surrender? Hehe, hell, I could
castrate you if I wanted to. But then I wouldn't have anything to play
with. Maybe I could pop one," she continued as Monica rubbed her hands
roughly over his shaft as Michael sweat with anticipation of cumming,
"and leave the other."

Michael's eyes grew bright, his breath in long great sighs. All at once,
he splurted his cum all over his carpet.

"Oh gross!" Monica said as she playfully kicked his already sore balls.
Michael came out of his trance immediatley then.

"Ugh, why do you even keep that messy thing, Mikey? We should chop it off
so you don't make anymore messes, huh?! Then all that cum would build up
in your balls. You'd be frustrated forever!" Sara said, laughing at her
brother's scared expression.

"Ha! You'd have no more sex life, that's for sure!" Monica laughed.

"Y-you wouldn't, would you?" Michael whispered.

The girls looked at each other. "Maybe we will...But later on."

"Yeah!" Monica agreed.

Michael began to sob. "Y-you c-can't! I'm your b-b-b-brother Sara!" At
this, he broke down, and anything he said was muffled by the loud cries
he made.

"Aw, poor baby!" Monica teased as she gently ran her fingers through his
spiky black hair. "Did Sara and me hurt you? Aww."

"Well, we had our fun, Monica. Let's go get a snack," Sara said. Monica
agreed to end.

"You mean you won't hurt me anymore?" Her teary-eyed brother said
hopefully.

"Not today! But there IS always tomorrow, and the whole rest of mom and
dad's vacation! Oh, and by the way, I expect a 50$ bill to be on my
pillow tonight." Sara said as she untied her shaking brother.

As the girls left, blowing good-bye kisses to the sore heap of a man,
Michael curled into a ball, wishing that tomorrow and all it's torture
wouldn't come. Crying, he slowly drifted to sleep.

End of Part One.