A Month!?

Fuck, you had really let her have it. With a sigh you resign yourself to your fate. It was only a month after all. Surely you could put up with it for a month. Thankfully you were the master. Being a **** for a month would be really challenging.

Reaching out you stroke Elsie's head.

"El. I'm sorry. I didn't mean those things."

"Yes master." She nods.

"I just wanted to...I dunno...scare you off. Really, I'm sorry. The things I said, they weren't called for. I don't think those things about you. I love you sis." You take another deep breath. You felt absolutely rotten about the things you had said. "I love you El."

"Fiona said you would try to reject me."

You sigh. "Yeah...she did, didn't she. God. Truly El, I didn't mean any of that. You're my best friend Elsie, I would never want to hurt you." You nod. "Okay! You are obviously committed to this, and I gave my word. Okay. I'll be master for a month. Master to the best darn **** ever."

El's face brightens. "Oh thank you master!"

Leaning forward you take the edge of your t shirt and go to clean the spit from her pretty face.

"I can do it." She says.

"Be still now." You order her, and she obeys.

You gently wipe the spittle from her face as she looks up at you with loving eyes. You then clean the saliva from her shoulder...her soft delicate shoulder. Letting go of your shirt you rest your hand on Elsie. You simply look at one another for a time, the negative emotions slowly draining from you both.

"El, forgive me?" You say softly. Your fingers tenderly rub her supple skin, as soft as a butterfly's wing.

She smiles and nods. "Yes sir. Of course."

You lean down and give her a long hug. "Thank you." Sitting back up you were in a much better mood. "Wow, this might actually be fun. We can hang out and stuff, like we used to do."

Her eyes twinkle from your infectious enthusiasm. "Yes sir! That sounds wonderful."

"Anything off limits, anything I should know?" You ask.

"No sir. I'm yours to use as you will." She says with a bubbly joy. She must have her boundaries but she obviously trusted you.

You place your other hand on her opposite shoulder and look her eye to eye. "Okay El. First order of business. You HAVE to help me win this bet. If Fiona wins..." You shudder to think of the consequences...though you feel a little stir down below as well. Serving Fiona might not be the worst thing ever...and Fiona and Allie together...whoooooo! You blink and return to the present, forcing the erotic thoughts from your mind. "I have to win this one El."

"Yes master." Elsie nods. "I understand."

"And uh..." You chuckle. "...having a beautiful girl at my feet naked and willing really isn't going to help."

She giggles. "Understood. I'm glad you think I'm beautiful."

"Fuck El...you are..." You catch yourself before the truth slips out. "...you're very...pretty." The understatement of the century. "A perfect little sister."

You both bask in the warm emotions of the moment as suddenly you hear car doors slam outside. Moments later the front door is opening. Your mother and your cousin Chloe walk in chatting, in their hands various bags from different shops and boutiques. The pair of them were quite the odd couple. Your mother was big, voluptuous, and super curvaceous. Her breasts were enormous, her hips as wide as the door frame. She wore her fat well though. Everything about was plump and cherubic. She wore warm earth tones, her hair a chestnut brown with a natural loose wave to it. Everything about her just emanated comfort and motherhood. Chloe on the other hand was a tiny mouse of a girl. Flat chested and narrow of waist. Despite being a woman in her twenties she looked much younger. Her thick glasses made her already huge brown eyes even larger. Her hair was shoulder length, black, and straight as a board. She was...cute, but compared to the other naturally stunning women of your family she seemed very plain.

You look up from where you sat on the couch, El twists to look at them over her shoulder.

"Uh...hey guys." You say with some guilt and embarrassment. "We were just....uhhh...." You cannot for the life of you think of an innocent explanation for what they were seeing.

Elsie was much more at ease, having been inside the family secret for longer. In an upbeat voice she peeps. "Hey Mom, Hey Chloe. I hope shopping was fun." She notices their quizzical looks. "He he he. I'm Jesse's **** for the month. Pretty neat huh?"

Chloe's eyes widen. "Ohh...myyyy...GOD! Jesse's finally available! Ha ha! YESSSS!!!" She cheers as if her team just won the super bowl. "YEAH!!! We finally have a man to play with!!!"

"Oh my!" Your mother chuckles and watches your buzzing Cousin work herself up into a tizzy.

Chloe dances in a little circle, arms extended up over her head, then drops her bags where she stands and scrambles forward. She peels off her jacket as she goes, just letting it fall from her in her excitement.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. What are we, harem girls?." She hurries around the coffee table and plops down on her knees on the other side of you from Elsie. She interjects herself into the situation, fully on board with whatever the pair of you were up to. "Ohhhh wow. A whole month! Yay! I wish I would have brought a veil. Do we get to have cool **** names? Can I wear a collar? Want me to bring a kennel over? I have one. Can I stay here for the month? I have some vacation time left! Oh Master Jesse! What fun we'll have!"

With frantic fingers she was unfastening the top button of her plain white blouse.

"Woah! Slow down Chloe! It isn't like that!" You cry.

"He he he. No, Chloe. It's not a game." Chloe explains. "Jesse's agreed to be my master for the month. But um...no sex...I guess."

Chloe stops at the second button of her blouse. "No sex?" She looks to you then back to Elsie with confusion in her big brown eyes. "Well...that's no fun. What is the point of that?"

Your mother, also curious about what exactly was happening here, sets down her bags and hangs up her coat before saying. "Yes, what is this all about my lovelies?"

"Well..." You open up and explain to them about No Nut November and the wager you, Fiona, and Elsie had entered into. You don't go into the details of who wins what but you explain what happens to the losers.

Your mother laughs and shakes her head at you like only a mom can. "You kids and your crazy ideas. My word. No Nut November, what will you millennials think of next? I mean...why? What's the point?"

For Chloe...you might as well have been speaking Klingon.

"Wait...wait...wait, wait, wait, wait." She shakes her head and hands to demand everyone stop everything. "Let me get this straight. A month!?" She looks at you with incredulity. "Like...a month? A month month? Like on the calendar? A MONTH!?"

You laugh. "Yes Chloe, thirty days. I can't cum until December 1st."

Blink, blink, blink. Does not compute. Logic error. Chloe was at a complete loss to grasp the meaning of the words coming from your mouth.

"Like...a day...maybe. But...a month!?" She simply could not come to grips the concept. "Like, do weekends count? Or only while the sun is up or something? You can't count your wake up fap...right?"

You continue to laugh. You had heard your cousin was a total sex fiend. "Nope, nothing. Total abstinence. No faps, no sex, no nuts at all. One whole month."

She looks at Elsie in disbelief. "Fuck! I can see why you caved in so quick. God...a month....a month!" Chloe continues like this for some time, repeating the word over and over as if it might somehow make more sense if she said it often enough.

Your mother rolls her eyes as she did whenever you excitedly told you about some fad or funny flash in the pan meme. "Well, good luck with that I guess. You kids are so crazy. He he he." She looks at her daughter. She grins proudly. "Oh my goodness, what a cutie. You're just the cutest little **** ever, aren't you Elsie?"

Elsie blushes. "Thanks Mom."

Your mom points a finger at you. "Now you be a good master my boy. You let her serve you right. Don't be selfish now."

"Mommmm!" You groan.

Your mother laughs. "I've got a pink choker with a little metal heart on the front if you want it El. It would look so good on you down there. He he he. My little girl, growing up so fast. You two are just the most adorable things ever! Come on El, let me put the choker on you."

Elsie grins and looks up at you. "May I master?"

"Uhhhh...yeah, sure. Whatever." You shrug.

Your mother shakes her head. "Oh Jesse, say it better than that. Come on now."

"Oh...ahem..." You straighten your back. "Yes!" You say firmly.

Your mother grins. "That's better."

"Thank you master." El grovels down and crawls back a few feet before rising to her feet and turning to follow her mom. You are mesmerized by her incredible smooth firm perfectly shaped ass as it sways back and forth away from you. Sweet Jesus!

"Oh. And put some clothes on." You order her. "I really don't need the temptation right now."

Elsie gives you a little bow of her head. "Yes master."

Your mother is almost beside herself with the adorableness of it. "Awwww!"

"Like...a month...hmmm..." Chloe continues to wrestle with the conundrum that plagued her. "A month....four weeks...thirty days...seven hundred and twenty hours...forty three thousand two hundred minutes....two million five hundred and ninety two thousand seconds. A MONTH!? I just...just...HOW!?"