“Brenda! What are you doing here.” I asked in shock getting up on my feet.
“On all fours, slave!” Ethan growled, I turned to stare at him in shock. Did he just say that in front of my sister… “This is my sister.” I whispered to him pleadingly.
“I can see the resemblance slave. Now if you don’t want me dragging you into the house, give you a good whipping on your ass cheeks.. then you had better get back on all fours, slave!” He said sternly, his eyes on my sister.
Oh my God, this is not happening to me right now. I looked at my sister, then returned my gaze back to Ethan. I gulped nervously, and went back to my original position, on all fours.
“Wow sis, I didn’t know you were into such a thing.” Brenda states. What me? Into such a thing? I’m not, this was all forced on me Brenda!
“I’m Ethan smith.” Ethan said casually, stretching forth his hand for a handshake, while I remained silent.. on all fours.
“I’m Brenda, Janice older sister. If I wasn’t married, I would definitely be happy to also be on all fours, for you.” Brenda drawls in a slutty voice, claiming Ethan hand. I saw red, like I was literally seeing red, and in rage. Big time rage, at the sight of my sis and Ethan. Like, why couldn’t she talk to him in a normal human voice. Am I jealous? Na, that’s not the case.
I’m sure if I look for it, there’s a perfectly good explanation to explain why I’m angry. Yeah, there is.
I shifted a little, trying to get my master’s attention, cause it seems Brenda has it all. I hate it.
No matter how much I pulled on the rope, Ethan didn’t look at me or gave me back his attention that has only belong to me and nobody else.
“You should come in Brenda.” Ethan invite her with a grin. “Sure, I wouldn’t mind if I do…. handsome.” Brenda chuckled seductively, touching Ethan chest a little bit.
I don’t understand, couldn’t she like say sure, without adding handsome or touching him. Does she really have to touch him?
Ethan lead me inside, then tied my collar to the dinning table, seriously? He made my sister sit on the couch, in the sitting room, and I am here! He is leaving me here?
“Do you care for anything, Brenda?” Arghhhhhh I hate the way her name rolls out of his mouth, Bren.. da. It sounds so seductive.
“I would definitely not mind rolling under the sheet with you, but for now.. I think a glass of cold juice would be nice.” Brenda purrs.
*I would definitely not mind rolling under the sheet with you* who in the world says that, oh yeah.. my sister does.
“I will be back in a minute.” Ethan winked at her, then hurried out of the sitting room, heading for the kitchen. Wow, why does he have to run just to get her a glass of juice. I have been the one doing all the running, serving him and doing whatever he says.
“Wow sis, you should have told me you had a sexy hunk of a man here, I wouldn’t mind driving all the time to your house, just to see him.” My sis giggled, winking at me.
“You wouldn’t dare do that!” I growled.
“Relax jealous slave, I’m not taking your master away from you.” She laughed out.
“I’m not jealous, why should I be?” I argued, huffing.
“You shouldn’t be talking slave, I didn’t give you the permission to do that.” Ethan said walking into the sitting room with a tray on his hands. He placed the tray on a stool beside Brenda. “Please drink, pretty.” He winked at her again. Pretty, did he just call her pretty.. he has never ever called me pretty. Arghhhh, I hate him!
I thought you have always hate him?… my subconsciousness asked confused.
Shut up! I shunned her.
“Thanks, handsome.” My sister replies back.
Wow, wow, wow, I can’t believe the both of them are flirting with each other like as if I am not right here staring at both of them doing so.
“And for you slave.” Ethan turns to stare at me, he walks over to me untie my collar… yayyy, he finally remembers me… “You are going to stay in your room.” He drags me all the way up the stairs and to my room, then he close my room door.
I stood in the middle of my room, confuse on what I should do. My mind began to wonder what Ethan and my slutty sister is up to. The image of Ethan kissing her, spanking her ass and not mine, made me shake my head furiously.
I think I need to go downstairs and see what they are up to. But on locking me up in this room, Ethan asked that I shouldn’t step my foot out. But again, I have disobeyed him a lot of time, so this will not be the first.
I opened the door of my room silently, tip toed down the stairs as quiet as I can be…. Almost reaching down the stairs, I started hearing a familiar noise. I shake my head in disbelief, he wouldn’t right? He wouldn’t do this right?
Oh my God, how could I have forgotten why he appeared in my house in the first place. How could I have forgotten that he wanted nothing else but to take revenge on me. How could I have forgotten everything so quickly.
I stood in front of the guest bedroom, my heart literally pumping out of my chest. I placed my ear on the door… “Fuck, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyy goddddddddddd Ethan. Yeah this feels sooooooooo good. Don’t stop please, fuck me Ethan!!” That’s my sister voice, she’s the one and Ethan… (I swallowed) Ethan is fucking her.
I rushed back up the stairs, tears rushing out of my eyes. My heart felt like it was just divided into two, I feel so much pain, I can’t breathe properly. I got into my room closed the room behind me and cried.