Literotic asexstories – I Became My Little Sister's Bitch Ch. 03 by Cobaltofdark,Cobaltofdark
Alathia: Al-La-thia al-lay-the-a
Pubert: Pu-Bert, like Hubert with a P.
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I Became My Little Sister’s Bitch part 3
Bex is still on the floor, her eyes are cast down, her behavior over the last day and a half sinks in. Her pussy is aching. Her mouth is cum coated. The new toy is shoved up her ass. Both holes are stuffed. She can’t believe how quickly she’s fallen into Alathia’s grasp.
Alathia is turned on seeing her big sister spiraling down. She watches Bex like a falcon tracking a mouse. Alathia watches as Bex’s hand slowly slides under her skirt and creeps up her leg to touch herself.
In an admonishing tone used only by disappointed parents Alathia says, “Bex do not play with yourself! Have some fucking self control.” But Internally Alathia can’t help smiling at her big sister’s corruption.
Bex realizes she was going to masterbate right in front of Alathia and honestly Bex didn’t care. ‘What’s happening to me? I’m losing myself to pleasure, GET A GRIP BEX GET A FUCKING GRIP.’
Alathia helps her big sister to her feet, gives her a supportive hug, and a sweet kiss on her cheek.
“Now, now my big sister … let me get you to the study.”
Seeing her big sister’s breathing return to normal, Alathia guesses the toy must have shut off again. The buttplug causes a sexy swaying hip movement in Bex’s walk, it’s a happy coincidence. She brings Bex to the family computer chair and motions Bex to sit down.
Bex begins sitting down when Alathia instructs, “Lift your skirt … sit bareass on the chair.”
Confused at the request, Bex complies. When Bex’s bare ass meets pointy and sharp rubber knobs on her ass, Bex jumps up. Alathia’s hand on her shoulder pushes Bex back down.
“Don’t get up … you’re to sit in this special chair … while we begin your daily study sessions … two hours a day … your current grades are unacceptable … we study here … I’ll be tutoring you … I have no idea why … but maybe I can beat some smarts in you!”
Looking down, the defeated Bex thinks to herself. ‘I’m not dumb, I’m lazy, school is boring.’ But says aloud, “Yes, Mistress, I’m sorry I’ve disappointed you.”
With a snake-like smile growing across her face, Alathia takes Bex’s chin in her fingers and places a gentle kiss on her lips. “I love you Bex … I only want what’s best for you.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
For the first two hours, Alathia helps Bex with her school subjects, they work on worksheets, practicals, and quizzes.
Bex groans to herself, ‘Fuck Alathia don’t you have a life other then academics.’
An hour later Bex’s head is swimming with the hours of school work, plus her battered ass on this torture seat isn’t helping.
Alathia places a pink box on the desk and slowly begins messaging Bex’s shoulders gently, kissing her neck until she works the tension from her body. Bex is softly groaning, ‘Oh my god, Alathia’s hands are magic, this feels so good, why can’t she be nice to me all the time … so good.’
“Hush Bex … relax … you’ve done so well this morning … let me pamper you as a reward … before we continue.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Bex catches sight of Alathia disappearing between her stocking clad legs. The feel of the stockings is amazing on Bex’s legs; she can’t believe how much she thoroughly enjoys the feeling on her legs. Alathia runs her hands down Bex’s legs causing pleasure to course through her big sister’s body. Alathia unlocks Bex’s shoes, freeing her tortured feet from the six inch heels she’s been sporting all day. She groans softly as Alathia messages Bex’s tortured feet.
Bex takes a moment to let her guard down and enjoy the love Alathia is sharing with her. It’s a much needed break from the constant teasing and edging that her little sister has been putting her through.
Bex sighs contentedly as her little sister begins messaging her calves, working the morning tension out of her body. She feels Alathia slowly push her legs apart. Her little sister begins running her face on the inside of her thigh. Bex feels her sister’s cheek on her thigh is one of the most intimate things she’s ever shared that wasn’t sexual. The closeness makes Bex tremble with the promises of pleasure to come. Alathia begins rubbing her face against Bex’s other leg lovingly, drawing happy little sounds from Bex’s pouty lips.
Slowly, Alathia begins licking Bex’s pussy gently, flicking her tongue over her big sister’s wet hot pussy, drawing the softest, cutest sounds from her sister’s lips. She rolls her tongue gently up and down Bex’s hot box, lapping her nectar up like fine champagne. Her sister’s tongue works its magic on her hot slit, rocketing Bex into sexual oblivion. Simultaneously, the toy goes off deep within her crotch, adding nitrous oxide to her sexual desires.
Alathia lifts Bex’s legs, placing them on her shoulders. She can see the car floor mat digging into Bex’s cute little ass. It’s flipped, the plastic spikes up, causing extreme discomfort to her big sister’s battered butt.
Alathia flicks her tongue along her big sister’s labia, giving it a tug with her lips, drawing some nice slutty sounds from her big sister. Alathia’s reality of getting her lips on her big sister’s pussy is better than she could have imagined.
Working her tongue deep into Bex’s pussy, Alathia’s tongue brushes the egg toy still stuck in her big sister’s pussy. She rolls it with her tongue, moving the vibrating toy around, sending Bex flying down the sexual mountain to the canyon below.
When the toy egg stops, Alathia quickly stops too, relocks the heels on, and slowly works her way out from under the desk. While Bex is yelling, “PLEASE Mistress, I need relief please!” The constant edging is too much for Bex.
Alathia slaps Bex full force, “You will control your urges and stop acting like a spoiled brat … you have fifteen minutes to regain your composure … then we will continue your studies!”
Alathia wonders if the slap may have been too much, if she’s pushing Bex too hard. But, keeping Bex off balance emotionally will pay dividends later, making her less rebellious.
Bex clutches her face, fights back tears, and sniffles in a pathetic voice, “Im … I’m … I’m sorry Mistress, plea … please forgive me.”
She is still clutching her face after getting her stuttering mess of a sentence out. ‘I should have known better, Mistress is looking out for me after all.’
Alathia gently caresses Bex’s cheek, “You may open the box … whore … it might help make you feel better.”
“Y … ye … yes … ss, Mistress!”
Carefully opening the box, Bex sees a seven inch dildo with an odd container on the end. It sits on top of a blu-ray movie, “How To Give the Perfect Blow Job.” Picking up the movie, Bex looks up at Alathia.
Alathia laughs, “You look confused, whore.”
Bex sniffles and fights back her tears. “Um … yes, Mistress … um … what’s this for?” she asks, pointing at the kit.
“It’s to make you a better slut … a top tier slut … a high class whore … that’s what you’ll be for me … since I’ll also be charging for your services!”
The true meaning of Alathia’s words sink into Bex’s sex riddled mind. “I’m my little sister’s bitch! Oh no oh no no no no!” Her face obviously reveals her thoughts.
Alathia basks in her big sister’s realization. She takes a picture of her sister’s shocked and twisted face. Alathia knows, later tonight, she’ll be masterbating to the thought and memory of her sister’s shocked expression. She smiles like Kaa the python from the jungle book after he captured mowgli.
While she strokes Bex’s hair, she whispers, “Watch the video … take notes …do the practicals in the video my pet … you’ll be the best whore on the block in no time.”
Bex’s eyes are cast down, she is looking at her hands, and says, “Yes, Mistress.”
The video starts with what can only be described as a bimbo. A blonde with giant breasts explains she’ll be teaching a variety of different methods and techniques. This is helpful as different men like different things. And men like to have something new done to them too, so use different tricks during the sex act. Watch for the man’s reaction to know which technique to use at what time.
After an hour of taking notes and doing practicals sucking her pink didlo, she’s been sucking cock for an hour or more. Unbeknownst to Bex, Alathia was making arrangements with Teddy to return for the next part of Bex’s training.
After successfully fulfilling what Alathia called “Slut Training,” Bex is tasked with all the domestic duties of the day, including serving Alathia lunch, a simple sandwich. Bex, who is locked in her six inch heels with their golden locks, is forced to stand while Alathia enjoys her lunch. She makes Bex fetch things for her continually, like a single ice cube for her drink once, and four chips another time.
Alathia dismisses Bex, so she can begin vacuuming, dusting, and cleaning, all the things Bexs has been tasked with as her new role as the family maid.
Seeing her little sister playing video games and relaxing in the living room is the real fucked up part in Bex’s mind, that’s what she wants to be doing.
Biting back her words and trying to control her thoughts, Bex continues to diligently clean, only stopping to attend to her Mistress’ calls for assistance.
Cleaning near Alathia, she hears her sister talk as if she wasn’t there. “Yeah Bex has become the new house bitch … mom and dad love it too! Oh Victoria, did you get that thing I asked you for … bring it over tonight.”
She shakes her empty cup at Bex, who diligently takes the cup to top off her sister’s drink. Upon returning, Alathia motions Bex to begin massaging her feet.
Taking Bex’s chin in her fingers, “Now you little cunt … we can’t have you fuck up dinner … so I recommend you figure something out … something edible this time … unlike breakfast.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Setting the table, Bex pulls her phone out while she catches her breath and rests her aching feet. She notices her boyfriend Nathaniel, the one who made the sex tape in the first place, hasn’t messaged her in two days. She sends him a quick message.
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