Sibling Love
by ajbrown2005@yahoo.com
A story of pain and suffering


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Kurt sat in his one-bedroom apartment anxiously awaiting the arrival of his
little sister Stacy. Kurt was 25 and had lived in this city for a few years,
many miles away from the town he grew up in where his parents still lived.
Kurt's little sister Stacy was 18 and was midway through her first semester of
her freshman year of college. Kurt was glad that Stacy chose to go to college
in the same city Kurt lived in. Even though she had gone far away from home
she still had her big brother to look after her.

Kurt and Stacy had about as loving of a relationship as a brother and sister
could have. They could share anything with each other and Kurt would always
stick up for her. Stacy was a small girl so she often needed that. Kurt wasn't
too big himself for a guy, only 5'10 170, but always would do whatever
possible to take care of his only sibling that he loved so much.

It was mid-October and about 7 weeks into Stacy's first semester of college.
Kurt was disappointed that he had not been able to see her since he helped her
unpack on her first day. He understood, though, that she would be busy her
first semester and not have a lot of time to see him right away. He was just
happy that he could see her today.

There was a knock at Kurt's door. He knew right away who it was. "Come in"
Kurt said happily. Stacy walked in with half a smile on her face. There was
always the myth of "the freshman 15" where your freshman year of college you
would put on 15 pounds right away. This curse definitely did not hit Stacy.
She was petite as ever still about 5'2 maybe pushing 90 lbs. Dark hair, cute
little face, still Kurt's baby sister and he loved her so much.

"Hi big brother" Stacy said with no emotion in her voice. Kurt tried to
brighten the mood a little bit. "So how is school?" he asked excitedly. Stacy
gave her big brother a big hug and burst into tears. Kurt had no idea where
this came from. "Damn, little-sis what's wrong?" he asked feeling very
confused.

"It's my roommate Amber" Stacy said "she is horrible, absolutely horrible!"

Kurt now remembered Stacy's roommate and had forgotten about her living
situation. Stacy was originally supposed to live in a freshman dorm but then a
space opened up in a senior dorm which was "luckily" given to Stacy. Kurt
remembered helping Stacy move in that room in the first day. It was a double
bedroom but was enormous and put together very nicely. And then there was
Stacy's roommate Amber. Amber was a senior, 22 years old. Kurt remembered how
she looked blond hair, enormous boobs and her body was well put together. Most
girls with huge tits had extra meat in other places but not Amber. She wasn't
skinny but her extra weight looked more like muscle than anything.

What stuck in Kurt's mind about Amber more than anything was her face. She was
pretty but her eyes were kind of slanted (she was white) and she looked pretty
bitchy because of it. Kurt could definitely picture her being a bitch but
didn't know what caused this outburst of tears.

Kurt ran his hand through Stacy's hair. "Talk to me sis. What's wrong, what
does she do?"

"She beats on me" Stacy cried "she doesn't want me there because I am a
freshman so she beats me up a lot. And bad too!" Stacy continued to bawl. As
much as he loved his sister Kurt began to think she was overreacting.

"C'mon now sis" Kurt said "it can't be that bad." The tears quickly began to
clear up from Stacey's eyes and she did a 180 from being sad to angry.

"You don't believe me?" she asked angrily.

"It's not that I don't believe you sis, I just think you may be overreacting."

"Fine don't believe me!" she yelled "but I will prove it to you. Amber is
hanging out with some of her friends in the courtyard of my campus now. Let's
go over there. I will try and hang out with her and you hide somewhere nearby
and watch. I want you to see this for yourself." Kurt thought this was
absolutely ridiculous. However, this was his time with his sister and if that
is how she wanted to spend it, that is what they would do.

It was the middle of the afternoon and it was still sunny and warm out despite
being Mid-October. Stacy saw Amber standing by the tree talking to two of her
senior friends. Amber's two friends were smoking cigarettes. Amber had a smile
on her face. Even when she was smiling she still looked bitchy. Stacy
approached the three girls as her big brother Kurt, who she loved so much, hid
behind a nearby tree.

Stacy walked up and stood next to her roommie. "Hi Amber" Stacey said. Amber
turned her head and gave Stacy a bitchy look. "What are you doing here?" Amber
asked. "I just wanted to hang out" Stacy said "we are roommates and all."
Amber laughed "Get the fuck out of here, freshman, you know what I think of
you." Stacy stayed right where she was. Amber ignored her and continued to
talk to her friends.

Amber took her hand made a claw out of it and grabbed Stacy's little boob.
This made Stacy feel very violated. Amber had picked on her a lot but had
never done anything like this before. About 10 seconds later Amber casually
did it again. Amber continued talking to her friends but every half minute or
so would casually give Stacey's boob a nice hard grab. Stacy became more and
more upset with this. This girl was violating her and there was absolutely
nothing she could do about it. Amber was 5'6 but probably weighed about 135.
She wasn't fat but was built and all of that weight was rock solid muscle
which Stacy had found out through numerous wrestling matches. It frustrated
the college freshman that this bitch could sit here and just grab her boobs
and there was nothing she could to about it.

"Would you cut it out!" Stacy said and tears were developing in her eyes.
Amber laughed. "Hey freshman either go away or you'll get more of the same."
Amber's two bitchy, good looking, anorexic, cigarette smoking friends laughed
as well. Stacy would have left but wanted to make sure Kurt saw this. Amber
continued the periodic grabbing but now instead of grabbing at Stacy's tiny
boobs she began to grab her crotch. The first crotch grab made Stacy scream.
It sent a chill through Stacey's body and she began to cry. This was 10 times
worse than the titty grabs but again there was nothing she could do about it.
Amber gave Stacy two more crotch grabs over the next minute. The last one was
the kicker. Stacy screamed, started crying and ran away. Amber and her two
bitchy friends laughed and then continued their conversation.

Kurt saw the entire hang-out session between Stacy and the bitches from a
nearby tree he was hiding behind. It was an understatement to say that Kurt
had never been so angry in his life. His face was beat red and his entire body
was shaking out of anger. He wanted to jump out of his skin and just go kill
Amber right there by the tree for violating his little sister like that.
However, Kurt's logical side was still working and he knew that if he did that
it would be broken up before he could do any damage to her and he would be
arrested immediately. The revenge he was going to get was going to have to
take some planning. And Kurt knew exactly what he was going to do. He was
going to rape Amber, painfully and violently.

There wasn't much to say as Kurt drove himself and Stacy back to his
apartment. Stacy was still crying. "I will take care of this" Kurt said
sternly "and I promise that Amber will not cause you any problems again. When
do you think she will be alone?"

Stacy wiped some tears away from her face. "Actually big brother it's good
timing. Tomorrow begins a 4-day weekend for our mid-semester break. That is
why I was able to come see you today. Classes are cancelled and everyone goes
home for 4 days. Security is off duty as well. However, Amber's hometown is
across the country. Since she is a senior she is able to stay on campus and
she will. Starting tomorrow she will be alone in the entire building if you
want to go scare her for me."

Kurt laughed to himself. He would scare her all right. He was a good person
for the most part but nobody treated his sister that way. He was going to get
into that dorm tomorrow and make sure Amber was nothing but a princess to
Stacy for the rest of their term living together.

Kurt walked through the dim hallways of the empty dormitory. The lights were
on but dimmed and there was no sign of anyone anywhere. He wore all black and
a plastic Halloween mask over his face. After he raped Amber he was going to
order her to stay away from Stacy but Amber had seen him before and he didn't
want her to know who he was. He also carried handcuffs in his pocket to make
this easier as well as keys to the building and room provided by Stacy. Stacy
did not know exactly what Kurt planned on doing and he was glad she did not
ask.

Kurt approached Amber and Stacy's dorm room and saw the door was cracked open.
Not needing to use Stacy's keys was going to make this that much easier. Kurt
walked in the dorm room, shut the door and locked it. Amber was standing there
wearing only black sweat pants and black socks. She had a shirt in her hand
but was wearing no shirt and no bra. Kurt couldn't help but be awed at how
large her boobs were without her being fat anywhere else.

Amber looked at the masked man and got a surprised bitchy look on her face.
"Who the fuck are you?" she yelled. Kurt charged at the shorter girl,
handcuffed her hands behind her back, and then threw her on her queen-sized
bed so that she landed on her back. Kurt prepared himself to cover her mouth
but too his great surprise the bitch did not scream. It wouldn't have mattered
in the empty building anyway. She wiggled her body a bit and Kurt couldn't
help but be impressed by how strong her body seemed. He almost did not bring
the handcuffs but now he was very glad that he did or pinning her down would
be a considerable challenge.

Kurt ripped off Amber's socks and then her sweat pants. All she was wearing
now were the handcuffs and a pair of brown and black leopard panties. Kurt
positioned his body between Amber's legs so he could get at her panties easier
and rip them off. This would ultimately be the biggest mistake Kurt ever made
in his life.

Immediately when Kurt's body slipped between Amber's legs she squeezed him at
the ribs and brought him to the bed. He was surprised at how easily the bitch
was able to do this to him. "You have no idea how strong my legs are" the
bitch said and now she had a smile on her face. Her grip was tight but Kurt
knew he could get out of it.

"Please" he said sarcastically "I could easily break out of this".

"Haha" she laughed "I'm not giving you anything right now. This squeeze is
about a 2 out or 10". If this was a 2 out of 10 Kurt did not want to see what
a 10 out of 10 or anything near that felt like. He decided to be a tough guy
anyway.

"Let's stop fucking around then" he said "squeeze me your hardest, show me a
10 out of 10."

Amber laughed again. "Haha. No way. I would KILL you if I squeezed you as hard
as I could with my legs." Amber's confidence began to instill some fear into
Kurt. He tried to wiggle free and she tightened her legs. He ribs began to
hurt and it became harder for him to move.

"There's a 4 out of 10" she said "no where near the best I can do but I think
you are starting to learn."

Kurt was starting to learn and he knew he better get himself out of this
quickly because once she got to a 6 or a 7 he was going nowhere. He tried to
pry her legs apart with his arms but could not budge them. He tried to punch
at her upper body but the way she had him positioned he could not reach. He
punched her legs with his fists. This did not seem to affect Amber at all but
it did hurt his hands a bit.

"Bad boy" she said when he punched her. Amber squeezed her strong legs even
tighter. "There's a 6 out of 10" she said now with a big smile on her bitchy
face. In addition to his ribs being in pain and his inability to move Kurt was
now finding it difficult to breathe.

"How did your legs get so strong?" he asked. "Horseback riding" she said.
"Horseback riding?" Kurt said sounding surprised "how does that get your legs
this strong?" "Are you kidding me?" Amber laughed "that type of exercise gets
your legs jacked. I can tell by looking at your chicken legs through those
tight black pants that you have never done it. Anyway, enough chit-chat.
Here's what a 7 out of 10 feels like."

Amber squeezed harder and breathing became even more difficult for Kurt. He
began to sweat as well. He knew he was in trouble but then was struck with a
brilliant idea. His hands could not reach Amber's body but they could reach
her bare feet. Every girl he ever knew couldn't resist having their feet
tickled. One quick tickle of her feet and Amber would be kicking around
helplessly and Kurt would be free.

Kurt used his hand to tickle Amber's foot. Nothing. No reaction at all. He
tried more and got the same result. "You're not ticklish?" he asked. "Nope"
she said with a straight face. Kurt couldn't believe how tough she was. She
was way more than he could handle.

Kurt was sweating even more now. He used his hands to take the plastic mask
off. At this point it did not matter anyway. Amber looked at his face. "Holy
shit, you look familiar" she said "I just can't pinpoint it and it's driving
me nuts. Tell me who you are or you're getting a 10 out of 10 right now." Kurt
knew better than to not answer her. "Um, I'm uh, Stacy's brother" he said and
mumbled the last two words. Amber still heard him.

"So that little cunt sent her older to brother to rape me, huh? She will pay,
she most definitely pay. But not before you pay." Amber squeezed her legs
harder. "8 out of 10" she said.

Kurt's arms began to shake. Breathing was now extremely difficult. Worst of
all he was getting woozy because the blood was not getting to his head like it
should. He now had no doubt that Amber could kill him if she wanted to. She
was in control not him.

The fact that Kurt may not walk out of this room alive was not the dominant
thought in his mind. The dominant thought was that he was letting down his
sister. He wanted to protect her because he loved her so much. But he wasn't,
he was making things worse. Amber now had control of both of them.

"Get me out of these handcuffs" Amber ordered "where are they keys?"

"I didn't bring them" he gasped.

Amber squeezed her legs tighter. "9 out of 10" she said "enough of the
bullshit, I know you have them now get me out of these NOW!"

9 out of 10 was all it was cracked up to be and more. Things began to look
black in Kurt's vision and he began to see little stars. He could only get
small breaths out. The keys were in his pocket but he feared what Amber would
do to him when her hands were free.

"How do I know you'll let me go if I let you go?" he asked.

Amber laughed out loud. "You're not going anywhere either way" she said "but
one thing I can guarantee you is that if I am not out of these handcuffs in 30
seconds you are getting a 10 out of 10 and I will kill you. I will not go to
jail because you tried to rape me. But before you let me go I want you to
think about this. I beat you up with both of my hands tied behind my back.
Isn't that funny? People always joke about how they could beat people up with
both hands tied behind their back, but that is what I actually did to you. And
I am a girl too! Isn't that funny? HAHA!" Kurt didn't appreciate the humor
anywhere near as much as Amber did. He reached his hand over Amber's powerful
naked leg into his right pocket, with his hand still shaking, and grabbed the
key.

"I need you to loosen up a bit so I can reach your hands" Kurt gasped. Amber
complied and loosened back to about a 5. Kurt took a big breath and felt his
head get some much needed blood. The dark flashes and stars began to go away.

Kurt shifted his upper body towards Amber's naked one (besides the leopard
panties) and took the handcuffs off of her. He did this in great fear. Once
Amber's hands were free she grabbed Kurt and pinned him to the bed with great
ease. It wasn't just Amber's legs that were stronger than Kurt.

Kurt was lying on his back and Amber was now straddled on top of him. She had
a pissed off look on her bitchy face. She took both of her hands and put her
thumbs on Kurt's palm of his left hand. She began to bend his wrist back so
his knuckles were moving towards his arm. Kurt cried out in pain. As she bent
his weak wrist back further Kurt found it hard to breathe again and began to
feel nauseous. This was by far the worst pain he had ever felt in his life and
he knew his dominator was going to break his wrist. Worst of all though,
things began to get black again. Kurt's field of vision was slowly being
replaced by blackness. He was seeing stars again, not literally, but small
sparkles like you may see if you closed your eyes and rubbed them with your
hands.

His hearing began to go away too. Instead of being able to hear the scuffle
between the two, all Kurt could hear now was extreme ringing in his ears. He
remembered hearing ringing in the ears like that one other time and that was
when he had been riding in his friends tiny Ford Escort with a stereo system
that could have provided sound for an entire football stadium. When he got out
of that car his ears were ringing for hours and he could barely hear anything.
This was worse than that was, all he could hear now was ringing.

Amber was going to kill him. He knew that now and couldn't stop her because
she was stronger. His ears continued to ring more and now his sight was
completely replaced by blackness and little stars. Despite all that he could
still feel his wrist being bent back. He felt his knuckles touch his arm and
then felt his wrist definitely break. Kurt gagged.

Amber let go of his left wrist and the about half of the blackness went away.
He could see again but still saw a lot of black. The ringing in his ear began
to ebb. Amber grabbed his right wrist and did the same thing to that one. It
was just as torturous as the left hand but he was getting somewhat used to it.
Amber broke his right wrist as well.

Amber got off of her weaker opponent and rolled him on the floor. She picked
up her clothes that Kurt had stripped off of her and began to get dressed.
Kurt was in serious pain and was crying but realized he was going to live. The
beating was over and the strong, dominant, Amber was not going to kill Kurt.
He lied on her floor crying but was relieved at the same time.

Amber put on her sweat pants, her black socks, and a white long sleeve t-shirt
that was on the floor, the one she was going to put on before Kurt attacked
her. "How are you doing down there?" she laughed. Kurt didn't say anything but
tried to sit up. This was difficult with two broken wrists.

"Speechless?" she laughed. "That's OK. Time for your punishment for trying to
rape me."

Kurt cried out loud. "Punishment!?!" he yelled "you just broke my wrists and I
feel like my ribs are broken from your squeezing me. I already had my
punishment!"

"That was not a punishment" Amber said "that was a fight we had and my
self-defense. Now you must be punished." Kurt couldn't do anything but cry.
Amber took the handcuffs, cuffed Kurt's hands behind his back, and laid him on
his stomach. Kurt screamed as loud as he could. "HELP ME! HELP ME!" he
screamed. Amber laughed again. "You are in a dormitory with over 200 rooms"
she said "and this entire building is vacant expect for me and you. Ironic how
that is probably the reason you chose to come try this tonight and now it's
working against you." Amber laughed. Kurt didn't appreciate this ironic
situation any more than the previous one she pointed out.

Amber took of Kurt's shoes, socks, black pants, and underpants. She pulled out
a ping-pong paddle out of her closet. She began to smack Kurt's bare ass with
the paddle. She did this over and over again for at least 20 minutes. It hurt
Kurt so bad. All he could do was cry in pain.

Amber finished up and dressed Kurt. With his broken wrists she knew he would
not be able to do so. "I guess I am done with you" she said. Now that his
beating was over with Kurt began to realize that this was going to have
serious repercussions for his helpless little sister.

"Please" he begged "this was all my idea, please do not hurt Stacy."

Amber pondered for a second. "Hmm ... " she said "OK I will make a deal with
you wimp. I will not do anything major to your sister on one condition. You
are going to be my slave. You are now my property. All that requires is this
... I am very busy during the week but I get very bored on Sundays. Every
Sunday at 6pm I want you to report to me here. For one hour every Sunday at
6pm you will report here and be my slave. To give you an idea of how that hour
will be spent, much of it will be spent with you cleaning my dorm room. You'll
wash my car as well. And do my laundry. When there are no chores to be done I
will spend that time hurting you. I will tie you up. I will spank you with
this paddle. I buy a whip and whip you. I will stick pen caps up your asshole.
That's all I can think of right now but you get the idea.

"After your hour is up Stacy will report to me at 7pm for one hour of the same
thing."

"NO!" Kurt screamed "I will be here every Sunday, but you said if I do what
you say you will leave Stacy out of this!"

Amber continued with her instructions. "As long as you and Stacy report to me
every Sunday like I've ordered you will both be fine the rest of the week.
Like I said I will spend that hour whipping you, sticking things up your
little butts, and doing similar things, but I will not cause any real damage.
However, the first time either of you miss your hour there will be major
consequences. You saw what I am capable of tonight. Do you want your sister to
have broken bones? Do you want her to sit between my powerful legs and feel
like she is going to die? The first time one of you misses an 'appointment'
that is what will happen." Amber didn't even touch on the near-death Kurt felt
while she was bending her wrists back because she didn't know. Kurt definitely
got the message though. "OK, we will both be here every Sunday" Kurt cried. He
had let Stacy down.

Amber un-cuffed Kurt and helped him to his feet. She walked him to the dorm
room door and opened it. "Now get out of my sight until Sunday at 6" she said,
then she kicked him hard in the ribs out the door and slammed it.

Kurt fell to the ground and started crying again. He wasn't sure if her leg
torture before had broken his ribs but he knew that kick with her strong
socked foot did. He lied on the ground crying and having trouble breathing.
With the broken ribs and wrists, there was no way he was going to be able to
get himself to his feet. He just laid there and bawled.

20 minutes later Amber opened the door. She looked at Kurt in disgust. "You're
still here?" she asked with the bitchy look on her face "Jesus Christ." She
picked Kurt up, lifted him over her shoulder, and carried him down 2 flights
of stairs. She opened the main door to the dormitory and threw him out on the
street. "You were mugged" she said and then walked back in the building. It
was difficult but Kurt managed to pull his cell phone out of his pocket and
call 911.

6 hours later Kurt was still lying in the hospital bed. His wrists were broken
with casts on each. His ribs were broken but only from the kick not from the
"9 out of 10". The doctor came in the room and told Kurt to go home and take
it easy for awhile. He got discharged and called a cab to take him back to his
apartment where Stacy would be waiting for him.

Stacy lied on Kurt's couch. Kurt had left to go take care of Amber over 7
hours ago. What in the world was taking so long? It didn't matter to her. She
loved her big brother so much. He was going out and protecting her. It was
taking a long time but that did not matter because he was going to save her
from everything. Amber wasn't going to wrap her powerful legs around Stacy's
neck anymore. She wasn't going to tie her up and whip her bare little butt.
She wasn't going to bend back her fingers until she screamed. Stacy's big
brother Kurt, the hero, was going to end all of that.

Stacy saw the front door knob turn and begin to open. Big brother was home!
Stacy felt like she used to feel on Christmas morning when she was walking
down her stairs to see what Santa Claus had brought her.

The front door opened and Stacy saw Kurt but did not see what she expected to.
Her big brother looked like he had been hit by a car. He had casts on each
wrist and was hobbling as he walked in. They made eye contact and Kurt broke
into tears right away.

"What happened?" Stacy asked feeling terrified.

"She hurt me" Kurt cried "she hurt me real bad!"

Stacy's fear quickly turned to anger. How could her brother have failed her?
How could he? That pussy! Sure Amber would beat on Stacy but Stacy was 4 years
younger than Amber, almost 50 pounds lighter, and they were both girls. Kurt
on the other hand was 3 years older than Amber, taller, heavier, and a boy for
Christ's sake. How could her pussy-ass little brother let a girl do this to
him. Stacy felt so angry that she almost wanted to try and beat Kurt up
herself. Christ, she probably could, Amber had never done THIS to her.

Then Stacy looked at Kurt again. She saw his pain, she saw his humiliation and
she saw his suffering. He tried his best. And he was her big brother. She felt
horrible for what she thought about him. She loved him anyway. Stacy looked at
her beaten brother and began to cry too.

"So what happened?" Stacy asked as she wept "how did it end?"

Kurt sobbed even more "We are in big trouble little sis" he cried "both of us
are in BIG trouble!" The two siblings gave each other a big hug and each one's
tears made the other one cry even more. They continued to hug and cry and
inched their way over to Kurt's couch. They sat down and held each other and
cried themselves to sleep.