Dysfunctional Family
By Luffarungen
This story is part 2 about this family. 


To read part 1, kindly go here:
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc28/dysfunctionalfamily.txt Both
stories are made up completely out of requests. //luffarungen@hotmail.com

The main characters:

Son: Ben Green, 23 years, stud, jock at university. 6'0 tall, 165 pounds

Mother: Brenda Green, 48 years, 5'6 tall, 140 pounds. Long blonde hair,

Well toned arms, almost a six pack. Legs also toned.

Sister: Christie Green. 19 years, 5'8 tall, 135 pounds. Long blonde hair.

Toned, fit body. Somewhat large boobs. Doing gymnastics since a kid + loves to
swim (she was on the high school swimming team for four years), very strong
legs that are somewhat big but not overly muscular.

It was a new day in the Green household. Last night, Ben had woken up 15
minutes after his mom had laid him to bed but he realized that the best thing
for him to do was to go to sleep so he wouldn't have to endure more
humiliating things during his first vacation day. The 23 year old realized he
was in the nude now so he dressed up and went to the bathroom. A few minutes
later he descended down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen were his
mother Brenda was making coffee. She was wearing a long red dress with white
flowers on, no shoes and had her long blonde hair in a pigtail. The dress was
almost sleeveless so Brenda's fit, toned arms were showing. "Hi honey!" she
yelled out when her son walked in. "You just missed Christie. She went to the
store to get some milk....did you know we were out?" "Nah, I didn't know mom.
What are we having for breakfast?" Ben asked. "Eggs and coffee" Brenda
answered as Ben sat down on a chair while his mom finished making coffee. She
then sat down next to him, looked him in the eyes and as on signal Ben stood
up, went to his mom and sat down on her thighs. Brenda hugged her taller son
and adjusted his position by slightly bouncing him up her strong thighs.
Mother and son then continued by drinking their coffee while Brenda told Ben
about what one of their neighbors had recently done. When Ben had finished up
his coffee he set about for his eggs when his mom suddenly spoke out with big
enthusiasm. "Muffin! You know what? I have a wonderful idea! Let's try
something new, let's see if I can do this ok?" What was she up to now, Ben
thought to himself as his mom motioned for him to stand up. As he did she
stood up too and told him to stand still after which Brenda bent down, stuck
her head between Ben's thighs from behind and stood up with a soft grunt. Ben
found himself in a shoulder ride as Brenda twirled around a few times for fun
before she said "ok...let's see if I can do this" and positioned herself in
front of the chair, with it being behind her. She slowly began sitting down,
still with Ben sitting on her shoulders, and took hold of the table in front
of her in order to not lose her balance. Soon she had managed to sit down and
yelled out emphatically. "WOOHOO!! I knew I could do it honey, I knew it!"
"Well done mom", Ben said, not as enthusiastically as his mom. Brenda took
hold of Ben's plate with the eggs on, put a spoon on it and held it above her
head for Ben, whose feet were not touching the chair, to grab. He did and soon
mother and son were both eating their eggs for breakfast.

As they were finishing up a few minutes later the front door opened and
Christie yelled out "I'm baaack" to signal her return from the store. She soon
entered the kitchen and as soon as she did she stopped dead in her tracks,
looking at the spectacle in front of her. She began smiling and soon grinned
from ear to ear at the sight, her long blonde hair accentuating her beautiful
face that the guys at college just adored. "Wow mom....you are so strong!" she
said happily. "This is such an awesome scene, I wish I had a camera on me!"
"Thanks baby", Brenda said just as happily. "I suddenly got the idea and
thought, why not try it out? From now on we will have to do this as many
mornings as possible, right Ben?" she asked. "Yeah sure. Whatever you want
mom." Ben answered, not sounding that enthusiastic about this new prospect to
his breakfasts. Sitting on his mom's lap was ok, but this? He could fall and
break his neck! Christie finally proceeded to put the milk in the
refrigerator. She then turned to her mom. "Mom, I need Ben´s help with
something. Is he finished with his breakfast yet?" Ben nodded a yes to his mom
as she looked up at him and Brenda began rising to a standing position. As
soon as she did though the 48 year old, 5'6 tall mom, began sitting down on
the floor. She soon kneeled and Ben finally got off, almost 10 minutes after
he went up. As Brenda sat down on her chair again to finish up her breakfast
Christie turned around and stood still. Ben knew what this meant so he went up
to his little sister, put his hands on her neck from behind and jumped up into
a piggyback. The strong 135 pounder, standing at 5´8, easily got hold of her
taller, bigger, heavier brother's legs and began walking to the living room.
The long haired blonde, with her hair in a pigtail like her mom, easily walked
to the living room, as if the burden on her back was feeling like nothing. She
stopped in the middle of the room and let her brother down before she turned
towards him and gazed up. She pointed at his clothes. "Didn't I tell you
yesterday to not wear those?" she said sternly. "Now get ‘em off moron!" she
admonished. Ben knew to not do what she ordered so he took his socks, t-shirt
and pants off. He had just taken his t-shirt off when his impatient sibling
bent down, took a good hold of his underwear and yanked them off, leaving him
completely exposed. "Good" his sister said as she looked at him. She knew that
having him naked meant that the chances of him suddenly thinking that he
shouldn't obey her would be smaller. This would keep him in his place, she
thought. "NOW you can help me with my problem she said gladly before she bent
down, put her left arm between his thighs and pushed her left shoulder into
his stomach. Ben knew were this was going so he made it easier for his sister
and laid his upper body down across her shoulders as she rose. As Christie
stood up with her 5 inches taller, big brother in a fireman's carry she
repositioned him to get a better grip, in the process sandwiching his dick
between his body and her left shoulder. She began walking towards the hallway.
"I think you will be able to help me perfectly with my problem, won't you?"
she asked Ben as she reached the hallway. "Well, what's the problem we are
talking about?" Ben asked in return as his sister reached the stairs. She
began climbing them, step by step, not flinching or slowing down at all.
"You'll see when we get to my room. Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough"
she answered back calmly. What was she up to now? Ben thought as his sister
finished climbing the stairs. She headed for her room and soon got inside,
having to walk in sideways so Ben's head wouldn't hit the doorway. Ben just
lay across his much stronger sister's shoulders, not moving at all, as she
finally stopped, bending sideways to let him off.

"Sis, I gotta take a leak before I help you solve your problem" Ben said as
soon as his feet touched the floor. "What?!" Christie yelled out. "Why didn't
you tell me this 10 seconds ago and I would have stopped at the bathroom
instead of coming here? You dumbass!" "I'm sorry", Ben answered and bowed his
head down. "Ok then, you go and pee", she said as Ben turned around and went
towards the bathroom. But to his surprise his sister was coming along behind
him. He thought that this was weird and when he reached the bathroom and went
in, she followed too! "What the hell Christie, why are you following me?" he
asked angrily. "Because this is your punishment big bro", she said coolly.
"Punishment for what?" he blurted out, still angry. "For telling me so late
about your bathroom pit stop, of course!" she answered back, sounding as if
this was the most natural thing ever. "So now you'll have to pee in front of
me. Go on....don't be ashamed. I've peed myself many, many times" she said
with a sly grin. Ben was angrier than ever before right now, but he knew that
if he would resist her his kid sister would probably punish him in a much
worse way so he better do as she wanted, even if it was plain out crazy. With
that thought Ben walked up to the toilet and began peeing, with his sister
watching on making this a really humiliating experience for him. When he
finished his sister spoke up. "Don't forget to wash your willy as well as your
hands Benny. I don't want your pee on me if I carry you around, understood?"
Ben didn't answer, he just nodded with a resigned gesture as he washed himself
up. His sister patted him on the head, said "good boy!" to him as if he were a
puppy and moved aside to let him walk past her. As he did she suddenly spanked
him hard on his ass. Ben let out a yelp. "That's for questioning me before you
peed. Next time, do as I say or you'll be sorry big boy!" Ben nodded meekly
and went to her room. As the siblings got there Christie closed the door
behind them.

"Soooo?" Ben asked her a few seconds later, wanting to find out what this
problem of hers was. "Well...." she began. "I kinda wanna try out some new
stuffs I've been thinking about while you were away at college. "Oookeeeyy?"
Ben asked tentatively. Christie didn't answer him but instead quickly lifted
the taller male up in another fireman's carry. "Now let's see if I can do this
or not. Let's see if I am really that much superior to you or not, shall we?"
she asked her brother, knowing fully well he would nod yes a second later. Her
power over him was enthralling and now it would hopefully reach new heights!
She adjusted Ben's body across her shoulders, weighing him from side to side
as she finally got him where she wanted. She then put one hand under his upper
leg and took a good grip of his upper arm with her other hand before she
stopped moving. Christie just stood there for a few seconds, focusing on what
was to come, with Ben just lying naked across her shoulders wondering what she
was up to. Fifteen seconds later she thought herself ready for the task and
quickly inhaled and exhaled a few times before she let out a big grunt. The
19-year old began pushing both her arms upwards and Ben felt his body
elevating. "What the fuck?" he exclaimed loudly as Christie put one foot
behind the other to help her out. She continued pressing Ben's body above her
head and a few seconds later the young 5'8 blonde stood in her room carrying
her 23-year old, taller, heavier, big brother above her head! Ben couldn't
believe what was happening as Christie began bubbling with joy. "I did it!
Ben, I did it! I never thought I would be able to do it but I actually did
it!! Wow wow wow!" she yelled out as Ben lay naked high above her head on her
outstretched arms, thinking this was not happening. He knew his sister was
far, far, far stronger than him....but this? This was just crazy! A sudden
sadness washed over him as he realized he was really inferior to his little
sister. Christie on the other hand was having the exact opposite thoughts and
emotions and had probably never been happier than now. "Let's see if I can
walk around with your sorry ass up there!" she said happily before she
tentatively took a step forward. She made sure to still have a very good grip
of her brother's body so she wouldn't drop him and took another tentative
step. When she realized that she was able to do this she began taking more and
faster steps and soon she found herself walking around with naked Ben in an
overhead carry/military press.

She kept on walking in her room for another 20 or so seconds before she grew
tired and put Ben down across her shoulders again so she could slip him off.
Christie was breathing heavily from the exhaustion and laid down on her bed to
catch her breath, still with a huge smile on her face. Her brother on the
other hand just stood there with his mouth agape, still not being to
comprehend what had just happened. A few minutes went by until his sister's
voice snapped him out of it. "Don't you think I need some kind of a reward?"
she said smilingly. She sat on the bed and pointed to her feet and as if on a
signal Ben immediately hurried over to her and sat down on the floor. He bent
over and gave her right foot a big kiss. He then gave her other foot a kiss
too before he began showering both feet with kisses, short as well as long,
smooching ones. After a minute he began licking her feet instead. "That's a
good boy!" his sister exclaimed satisfied. Ben continued kissing and licking
her feet for five minutes before she lifted one foot up a bit. He knew what
this gesture meant and started suckling on her big toe instead. Another minute
went by until she had had enough. Instead she lifted her feet up and Ben lay
down, his back against the floor. He positioned his head under Christie's feet
so the girl could put her right foot onto his awaiting face. Ben grabbed hold
of it with his hand, lifted it up a bit and began licking her sole in long
strides, from one end to the other. Then he pushed her foot away, took hold of
her other foot and brought it above his face and began licking her left sole
as well. He knew he was doing a good job because he could hear Christie making
soft, purring sounds from time to time. Ben continued this for another 5-6
minutes before she put both her feet above his face, letting him lick and kiss
both soles for another 5 minutes before he was finished. "Thanks for that
sugar" she said happily. "You are a really good foot licker, did you know
that? Now let's give me another reward. Why don't YOU, for once, carry ME
downstairs?" "Hmm...sure, why not?" Ben answered, stood up and turned his back
to Christie. In what was probably a surreal sight in this household, Christie
jumped onto Ben's back and let him piggyback her out of her room to the
stairs. He began going down the stairs and realized he had to do so slowly,
much slower than when she would carry him, in order to not lose his balance.
He took one step down while holding the railing ever so dearly. Another step –
still no problem. He stopped and took a few deep breaths before he continued
going down the steps, keeping his balance wasn't as easy as he thought it
would be. "C'mon! Why are you walking as fast as a turtle?" Christie shouted
as Ben neglected to answer her. Instead he took his time and managed to walk
down to the last step without any mishaps....and then it all went wrong.
Somehow Ben misplaced his foot and lost his grip, making him fall forward and
landing on the floor with Christie on top of him. Christie quickly got off him
as Ben sat up, making sure he was not hurt. As expected, his hot headed sister
didn't react well and was fuming. "Phew....I'm not hurt" Ben said to her. "You
moron! What the hell are you doing?" she blasted. "Are you trying to kill me?"
Ben turned around and saw her reddened face and quickly understood he was in
big trouble. His voice quivered a bit. "But sis....I didn't mean to do it! I
swear." "It doesn't matter if you meant to do it or not, you still did it,
didn't you?" she answered. "Yeah....but it was an honest mistake. I'm not used
to carrying people down a flight of stairs" he tried. "Doesn't matter. Doesn't
matter at all" she said, her voice almost trembling with anger. After all,
what if she had fallen and her head had hit something? She could have become
brain dead! "But please...." Ben meekly said. "You know the drill big bro"
Christie answered back coldly as she walked over to him and grabbed hold of
his hair. She pulled him up to a standing position and began dragging him to
the living room. Ben caught hold of her hand with both his hand to ease the
pain and began walking with her, instead of being dragged.

As they reached the living room Christie let go of his hair and instead took a
hold of his head. She pushed it down between her big, gymnast thighs and
clamped them together, trapping Ben's poor head in a standing headscissor
hold. He immediately felt the pain and grabbed hold of her thighs to try and
pry them apart. As always, it didn't work and soon Ben was kneeling on the
floor with his head still trapped between Christie's strong thighs. He began
breathing heavily and finally gave up. "Please stop! Please, I can't take it
anymore" he screamed while he began tapping frantically on her left thigh with
his right hand. Christie didn't let go immediately and instead kept up the
pressure while her brother kept on tapping wildly. Finally, almost half a
minute later she let up the pressure so he could breathe again. Ben's head was
still trapped between her thighs though and a minute later she pressed them
together again. Ben tried to not tap but could only hold on for 15 seconds
before he gave in to his urges of tapping and again his sister relaxed her
hold. "Are you liking it my dear Benny boy?" she asked tauntingly. "Then you
are sure gonna live what's coming next!" Ben, despite the pain he was in,
began fearing for what she was up to. Surely, nothing could top the pain he
had just endured? It began in a good fashion though as Christie let go of her
hold completely and let him fall to the floor so he could recover. She then
sat down next to him and took a hold of his body, almost dragging it into the
right position. "There we go!" she exclaimed happily as Ben found himself
lying face down between her thighs. "Noooo!!" he screamed as she quickly
pushed her legs together, trapping him in a bodyscissor hold. Poor Ben tried
to push her legs in order to stop her but like always, his efforts were
futile. She was too strong for him. Instead she began mocking him verbally and
suddenly swatted his ass hard enough to make him yelp. "That's right bro, this
is a two-in-one punishment...scissoring AND spanking!" she happily said as she
began spanking her older brother as she increased the pressure in her scissors
hold, all the while looking at his pathetic face.

* SWAT*

* SWAT*

* SWAT*

* SWAT*

* SWAT*

Each shot was harder than the one before and soon Ben felt his eyes tearing up
as his bottom was surely bright red. But suddenly, Christie stopped spanking
him. She even let go of her scissor hold and stood up. Was this finally over,
he thought. Unfortunately, it wasn't.

Instead he felt two hands grab him by his midsection from both sides, pulling
him up to a standing position. Seeing as he was hardly capable of standing
right now thanks to the punishment he had just received, Christie quickly bent
down behind him and pulled him across her shoulders before she stood up,
easily carrying his heavier body in an inverted fireman's carry. As Ben was
lying there naked, staring up into the ceiling above him, he knew that he had
been mistaken – his punishment was not over. "And now, to top it all off,
let's let you endure my famous backbreaker, shall we?" Christie said, all the
while smiling. This was after all her favorite hold. She took a good hold of
his upper chest, almost near his throat, with one hand and took a good grip of
his legs with her other arm. "Are you ready up there?" she asked before she
pushed both her arms down, trying to bend Ben's back around her
shoulders/neck. "AAARGGHH!!!" he screamed while she kept on the pressure. He
tried to move and writhe in pain but he was trapped and there was no way to
move at all - his stronger sister was really dominating him right now. She
kept her hold for almost minute before she finally stopped bending his body.
Instead of letting him off the hook though, she continued by bouncing his
weaker body up and down in the air a few inches so he would land on her upper
back with a thud every time. After a minute or two Ben couldn't hold it
together anymore, the pain just unbearable now, and began sobbing. As soon as
he did, she stopped and quickly let him down. "There there, don't cry bro. I'm
sorry, I got carried away", she said sheepishly, the guilt clear in her voice.
She put an arm around him and pulled him close to her side to give him a quick
hug. A few quick strokes across his back followed. "I didn't mean to hurt you
this bad Ben. It's just that you made me so angry." With that she turned him
around and looked at his red, beaten ass. She gently gave it some strokes to
help ease the pain in that area as Ben kept sobbing, a few tears running down
his cheeks. "Will you be ok?" she asked. He nodded. "Do you want to do
something else than getting beat up by me?" she said smilingly. He nodded
again, now not sobbing anymore. "Then let's do something else" she continued
as she gave him a quick kiss on his forehead and scooped his naked body up in
a cradle carry. Ben put his arms around her neck and let his head rest on her
right shoulder. Christie easily carried her big brother to TV. "Take the
remote, please" she told him, which he of course did, before she turned around
and carried him over to the couch. As Ben switched the TV on Christie sat
down, still cradling her older brother. She maneuvered his body to change his
position from a sitting cradle carry into a lapsitting position, his feet
dangling a few inches above the carpet. As they were quietly watching some cop
show Christie thought to herself that the next time she would punish Ben she
would have to take it easier on him.