Jan's House V
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
The "Jan's House" series finale)

(a sequel to "Jan's House")

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Ben lied on his death bed in the hospital. 2 years ago he had been diagnosed
with cancer and the doctors were now saying he had one, maybe two, days to
live. He was 56 years old and this day couldn't have come soon enough. After
being his baby sister's slave for the past 30 years he had finally found his
way out. As powerful as Jan was she was not going to win a battle with God.

30 years ago Ben went away to live in the city where Jan was going to college.
Their parents were ecstatic that he had found a job so close to this sister,
so they could stay in touch. Ben found a job working at a local shoe store 40
hours a week to pay his rent and buy himself food. The rest of that time was
spent serving Jan and her roommates.

The toughest part was keeping up with Jan's school work. Without being able to
go to class he would have to figure it out on his own and sometimes she would
have lengthy papers that took up a lot of time. When he wasn't doing
schoolwork or at work, Ben would spend a lot of time doing chores around his
leaders' apartment.

After Jan graduated she soon married Donald Tanner, the computer geek that Ben
used to pick on in high school. Ben was required to move into a spare small
bedroom that they had and maintain the house on a regular basis. The only time
he was allowed to leave the house unattended was if he was doing shopping for
the house or errands. Slavery has been abolished in the United States but it
still existed in Jan's House.

By the time Ben was 32 years old he was very malnourished and hadn't worked
out in 6 years. His lean frame and dropped from 155 lbs. to 135 lbs. Jan
continued to keep herself in great shape. She exercised daily because she had
no housework to do. She gained about 5 lbs bringing her to 145, but that was
mainly her turning some of the loose flab she had into muscle. She also
tightened up her ass a lot to look great without taking anything away from her
36d rack. Overall, she looked great. And because of his weight loss Ben never
stood a chance against her physically. Even at 135 lbs. pounds Ben still could
have easily beat up that nerd Donald but that did not matter because Jan would
never let that happen.

Basically, Ben spent his entire life being slave to Jan, and there was nothing
he could ever to do stop it. When Ben's parents would visit they were always
disappointed that Ben couldn't get back on his feet but were so very thankful
that Jan was there to help him out.

Ben lied in the bed in the hospital. He was extremely weak and about to die
but he could still move his body pretty easily. Getting out of bed was fairly
difficult but he could do it if he had to. He could feed himself and hold down
a conversation pretty easily. What surprised him was that he could still get a
hard-on and he could still blow his load. Ben hadn't had sex since Jan forced
him to nail that fat hog 30 years ago. The only time he could masturbate while
living under the control of his sister was occasionally in the shower or when
he was positive she wouldn't be home for a long time. He had used this time in
the past couple of weeks in the hospital to do plenty of that.

The door to his hospital room opened. He could tell right away it was Jan's
body. She still looked great at age 50, thanks to keeping herself in great
shape. Ben wished he had had the opportunity to do that for himself. It was
too late now.

Jan looked at Ben and immediately started bawling her eyes out. Ben hadn't
seen the powerful, dominant, woman do that in over 33 years. She sat down next
to Ben on his bed and touched his face compassionately, the same way she had
done 30 years ago after her small friend Kristen had beaten the shit out of
him.

"Big brother I am so sorry" she cried "I am so, so, sorry for everything. When
I first took you as my slave I just wanted revenge for how you treated me as a
kid. Then I guess I just got used to all of the power I had over you. It's
finally hit me though, what I've done to you. I ruined all of your dreams any
possible life you could have had. I destroyed you. I want to say sorry but I
know that doesn't mean much at this point. Just take comfort, big brother that
you will be going to Heaven and I will be going to hell."

Ben looked into the compassionate, beautiful eyes of his master. His master
was weak and he hadn't seen this since she first took control of him. She had
now given him the opportunity to completely break her down mentally. He could
maintain control again and go out with a bang. But he didn't want to do that.
She was his master and he was going to respect her until he died.

"Baby-sister, wipe your tears away" he said "what's done is done and there is
no point worrying about it now. I just hope I served you well the past 30
years."

"Jesus Christ" Jan cried "look at how mind-fucked you are. Big brother, if
nothing else let me do one favor for you before you die. Anything you want,
ANYTHING, let me know I will do whatever it takes to make it happen."

It didn't take Ben long to think what he wanted. "OK, if that will make you
feel better big sister" he said "I have not had sex in 30 years. In my
weakened state I am still capable of doing that, and I would just love to once
before I die."

Jan thought for a minute. "Well it will be difficult to get a prostitute in
this hospital room. It is supposed to be family members only. But screw it, I
said I'd do whatever it takes and I will. I'll say the whore is your niece or
I'll scrunch the hooker up in a fucking luggage bag if I have to. I said
whatever it takes and I meant, big brother I promise I will make this happen."

"All mighty and powerful baby sister I don't want you to sneak a hooker in
here" Ben said. He lightly grabbed her hand and smiled.

Jan's stomach felt more nauseous than she ever thought it possibly could. Was
he just fucking with her? She looked in his desiring eyes again and could tell
he wasn't. What the hell had she done to him? Why did he want this? This was
one favor Jan was not expecting and one wish she had no intention of granting.
The fact that she would be cheating on her beloved husband, as horrible as
that was, was not the issue here. The issue was that nauseating feeling that
had spread from her stomach to every part of her body. And that was just from
the mere suggestion. She could not do this it would scar her way too badly.

Then Jan looked at her weak brother on the bed. She broke into tears again.
How dare she think of not granting his request. She had ruined her brother,
her own blood. This was going to scar her for a long time but that still
wouldn't compare to what she had done to him. Her husband was never going to
find out. Nobody was ever going to find out. Ben was going to die very soon
after this and it was a secret that Jan was definitely going to take to the
grave. "Are you positive about this?" she asked him. Ben nodded. Jan helped
her brother get undressed and did the same herself. They began to do what Ben
had been waiting for, for the past 30 years.

"OK get off" Ben said and removed himself from her. He finished the job
himself with his right hand. Jan watched the weak old man shoot his load all
over the room. Jan had never seen that much jizz in her life. She thought he
could have easily filled a couple of beer bottles. Normally she would have
been flattered but the nauseating feeling escalated and now she just wanted to
get herself out of this room and forget what had just happened. That was far
worse than she thought it was going to be. She looked down at Ben whose eyes
were closed now. He was either dead or would be within minutes. She thoroughly
cleaned up the mess and dressed him, then herself as quickly as possible. Her
dying or dead brother was no longer a concern of hers. The only concern was
getting out of that room and forgetting the past half-hour ever happened. She
already knew she had no plans of attending his funeral.

Jan opened the door and left the hospital bedroom. She looked around the
hospital as she closed the door. People were walking all around making noise.
Suddenly she began to feel extreme shortness of breath. "Did that really
happen?" she thought to herself "did that really fucking happen?" Everything
felt like a dream. Maybe not like a dream but this certainly did not feel
real. She wanted to scream but couldn't. She also wanted to vomit, run-away,
or keel-over and pass out. None of those scenarios happened either. She just
stood in front of the door in shock.

Jan's beloved husband, Donald, had been in a chair outside the hospital room.
He saw Jan just standing by the door. He walked up to her and put his hand on
Jan's arm. Feeling a human being make contact with Jan's arm sent a terrifying
chill through her entire body. She screamed out loud in the hospital "Don't
you touch me! DON"T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!" Donald backed away and Jan
continued to scream and cry getting the attention of the entire hospital. A
young new doctor at the hospital, named Steve, who was fresh out of med-school
saw the commotion and came over to try and restrain Jan. She easily threw him
to the ground and began giving the poor young man the beat-down of his life.
It took 5 security officers to restrain her.

Jan never left that hospital. There was a mental institution directly attached
to it where Jan spent the rest of her life. Because her body was in such
excellent shape it lived another 35 years, but she was never Jan again. It was
a major headline around the city how seeing her beloved brother die had driven
this poor, poor, woman to a mental institution.

Ben lied on the hospital bed with his eyes shut. He thought he could feel his
master getting him dressed but wasn't sure. Then he thought he heard a door
close but wasn't quite sure either. He was no longer aware of what was going
on around him. He just rocked his head back and forth. He now knew what heroin
addicts meant when they would talk about just lying there in a state of
happiness they could not describe. Every bone and muscle in his body were in a
state of ecstasy. Every last breath felt magnificent. He felt like he was in a
purple outer-space, surrounded by hearts, flowers, diamonds, and everything
that was nice. Ben lived the last 30 years in a state of hell. He died in a
state of euphoria.