“I’m planning on getting even for all the torture that you girls have put me through. I know that you are into this whole ‘being dominated’ thing, and I’m going to oblige you in that respect. I’m going to fuck you again, but it will be when and where I choose.” He leaned down towards her. “You will do what I tell you to, and not say anything to anyone about me remembering. In front of our sisters, you will be the same old Emma, and I will be post-wreck Mike. We will maintain the illusion that I can’t remember. If you blow my cover, it will be a month before I allow you to have an orgasm,” he warned.
“You will do what I say, when I say it. I will not have you do anything dangerous, or anything you wouldn’t naturally do on your own. I will pleasure myself with you when I please, and will use you how I see fit. When I fuck you, I’ll fuck you how I want, and where I want, in whatever hole I want. If I tell you to fuck one of our sisters, you will do so without hesitation, no matter where we are.”
“You can accept this, now and abide by the rules, or you can not accept it, and be the last to be with me.”
Emma, a look of lust on her face, smiled. “I agree,” she said, without hesitation.
Mike rolled off of her and she leaped into his arms. “I’m so glad you’re back.”
Mike, smiling, hugged her tightly and brought her lips to his. “Remember, keep quiet,” he said as their lips parted.
“Don’t worry,” she said. “I mean, yes Master,” she said, a few kisses later, a wicked grin on her face.
“You will not wear underwear of any kind until I allow you do to so,” he said. “Understood?”
“Yes Master,” she said, grinning. She could already feel herself getting wet.
“Good girl,” he smiled, pulling her to him and rolling over in the sheets. “Now, lay back on the sheets and let me reward you for accepting your fate,” he said, scooting down towards her legs. She grinned widely, her legs opening for him as he moved downwards. He wasted no time in pulling her pussy to his lips, and pushing his tongue deeply into her depths. He drew her clitoris in his mouth momentarily and sucked on it gently, the little nub sending pulses of erotic pleasure coursing throughout her body. Releasing her clit, he flattened his tongue against her pussy and began to dutifully lick her, her legs squeezing against the sides of his head.
“Fuck! I’ve wanted you so fucking bad, little brother. I promise… oh fuck… to do… mmm fuck… whatever you tell me, whoever, whatever, whenever.”
Mike grinned and pushed one finger, and then two into her, turning them over and pulling them back towards him as he lapped at her clitoris again.
“Goddamn that’s good,” she whispered. “Fuck, I am gonna be such a good girl for you,” she moaned. “Oh God,” she cried again, her face scrunching up in what appeared to be pain for a second, but then he felt her pussy begin to contract around his fingers and he continued to suck, his fingers pulling and pulling against the wall of her pussy. She reached down and grabbed his head, pulling it against her pubic bone as he pulled his fingers out, his tongue pushing deep into her as her orgasm hit its crescendo. She yelped quietly, her hips thrusting against him several times before he moved from between her legs.
“Here,” he said, his face wet with saliva, and her feminine juices.
She smiled moved up to his face. “Yes Master?”
Mike smirked at her. “Lick my face clean, we’re not done yet.”
Grinning, Emma began to run her tongue up Mike’s necks, a rivulet of saliva disappearing under her satin tongue, then across his jaw and to his cheek, back across to his lips where they kissed, before she moved across to the other side of his face, cleaning.
Mike smiled and extricated himself from her. “On your knees,” he said, pointing to the floor.
Smiling, Emma moved to edge of the bed and seductively looked up at him as she softly slid to the floor. “What now, Master?” she asked quietly, a deceptively innocent look on her face.
“Suck me,” he said. She grinned and opened her mouth, her eyes locked on his and her tongue pushed against her bottom teeth.
“God you are so fuckin’ sexy,” he moaned, unable to keep the “Master” facade up as he grabbed the back of her head gently and guided his rock hard shaft into her mouth. “Now,” he said, looking down at her as she slowly bobbed up and down on him, “I want you to suck on my cock as hard as you can.”
Her lips locking around the shaft, Emma began to suck, harder and harder until she thought she’d hurt him. The look on his face showed that he was enjoying it, however, so she continued. He began to thrust into her mouth again, the warmth of his flesh against her cheeks and throat.
“God,” he moaned, looking down at her. “Whenever you’re giving me head from now on, that’s how hard I want you to suck on me. Wink if you understand,” he commanded.
Winking one eye, she pulled him deep into her mouth, sucking even harder on him, causing a groan of pleasure from him.
“Faster,” he commanded. She began to move her head quicker, her hand wrapping itself around his cock as she continued to suck on the head.
“God that’s good,” he moaned, feeling the orgasm building. He glanced down and she was still looking up at him, causing him to grin and pushing him over the edge. “God, I love you Em,” he groaned, his cock pulsing his warm seed into her mouth. Winking at him in reply, she continued to suck, swallowing when she had to as his seed filled her mouth.
Finally, spent, he sat back on the bed, Emma following him with her mouth still latched onto his cock. Eventually, she released him, but continued to lick and suck cleaning every square inch of his cock.
“Do you want anything else from me, Master,” she said coyly, moving up and wrapping herself up in his arms.
“God you are so good at that,” he gasped, his head still swimming.
“I can always keep sucking on you until you come again, and again, and again,” she whispered, flicking her tongue out to his earlobe.
“That sounds nice, but we gotta go to class. It is Monday, after all.”
She sat back and pouted at him for a second, but dropped the act when he didn’t budge. “In all honesty though, I’m glad you’re back to normal.”
“Me too Em,” he said, kissing her on the forehead.
“I’m glad you didn’t forget all of our master/slave games either,” she said a wicked smile on her face. “I can’t wait for you to get really into it,” she said.
Mike looked at her, perplexed. “I thought I was really into it,” he said.
Emma giggled. “Oh baby, there’s so much more you can get me to do, if you just know what buttons to push.”
“So you’re saying that you won’t have a problem with doing what I’ve told you?”
Emma winked. “We’ll just have to see, now won’t we.”
Smiling, Mike stood and pulled his boxers back on before heading for the shower.
A little later, Mike came downstairs to find his other sisters all playing with the puppies in the middle of the living room.
“Well, I’m sure we’ll think of something clever,” Sarah said.
“How about Dos Equis, Corona, Heineken, Guinness, and Coors?” Emma was saying as he entered.”
Mike laughed and shook his head. “You want to name our dogs after beers?”
“Well? What do you suggest?” Beth said, defending Emma. “I say we just all pick our own names.”
Mike shrugged and smiled. “I was kind of settled on Max for mine, honestly.”
Beth nodded, “I like Einstein, I think.”
Sarah chuckled. “That’s very “you” sweetie.”
Mike laughed and nodded in agreement. Glancing over at Danni, he winked and cocked his head inquisitively. “What about you, Danni?”
Danni smiled and shrugged. “I’ve always wanted to have a pet named “Princess,” she said, smiling.
Emma rolled her eyes and shook her head. “You’re so predictable,” she laughed. Danni giggled and shrugged back.