Bare tits

The look Rachel gave her lil sis was one for killing. Still crouching on her knees, her body trembled from agitation. Lisa could see how her sister's mind was racing - she enjoyed both the venom and the fear in her uptight sister's eyes.

"What's wrong, slut? Are you deaf? Make up your mind and you better do it fast, or I'll find a much worse way to teach you manners."

Rachel murmured something that sounded like 'bitch', but Lisa was obliged to let it stand as Rachel slowly began to pull down the zipper of her blue tracksuit jacket. Once the slide zipper was undone, Lisa saw that Rachel was naked underneath. Of course, she didnt have much time to dress after Lisa had confronted her with the reality of the photos.

"C'mon, bitch. What are you waiting for? Show me your slutty tits or are you ashamed because they are so pathetic?"

Rachel snarled. Both sisters knew that Rachel's tits were by far larger and more rounded than Lisa's. Biting her lips, Rachel took the jacket off. Her large 36C tits virtually jumped into the open, flashing a pair of thimble sized nippels amidst large, dark aureolas. The nipples were hard and seemed larger than Lisa could recall.

"My, does this turn you on, bitch?" Lisa teased.

Rachel averted her face and blushed.

"Well, we'll see to that later. Now be a good bitch and do as you were told!"

Triumphantly, Lisa watched as Rachel bent forward to pickup a t-shirt and a blouse. Her huge globes swayed with each movement, and all of sudden Lisa wanted nothing but touch and suckler her sister's big tits. A little bit taken aback by that unexpected notion, Lisa sat down on a chair. Well, there was plenty of time to see to that later. Now she just wanted to cherish the sight of her selfish big sis' crawling around on the floor, tits swaying, picking up her clothes that were scattered all around her chamber.

Eventually Rachel had collected every single piece of Lisa's belongings. As ordered she had picked up her kid sis' underwear using her mouth and teeth. At first Rachel's disgust had been pretty much obvious, but after a while, she had just done it without much thinking anymore. After that she had filled a bucket with cleansing agent and started to dust off the table, shelves and other assorted places. At some point, Lisa had left for the kitchen to prepare some snacks and get something to drink, and when she returned, Rachel was done with the cleansing. Her face was red from the labor and a thin sheet of sweat coated her skin.

"I see you've been a good girl, bitch. Do you want some refreshments?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes, please."

In an instant Lisa was up on her feet, jumped to Rachel and smacked her hard across the face. Shrieking from outrage and pain, Rachel fell to one side.

"FUCKING BITCH!" Lisa yelled enraged "Don't you dare to think you're thru with this! It's Mistress Lisa, for now and ever, you stupid, insolent bitch!"

"Oh, god, yes, Mistress Lisa. Sorry, Mistress Lisa! It won't happen again, Mistress Lisa!" Rachel shouted, real fear showing up on her face.

Astounded Lisa stumbled back. Could it be her older and bigger sister really was afraid of her? How intriguing. Slowly, while still trying to absorb that newly gained insight, Lisa sat back on her chair. Smiling viciously, she narrowed her eyes. "Well, too bad. I'd really granted you a little break, but as it stands, you need another lesson."

Rachel cowered on the floor, sobbing and holding one hand to her burning cheek. What was happening to her? How come she let her little sister dominate that way? She was way stronger than Lisa, but yet it was her lying on the floor, weeping as if she had been beaten by one way superior than her. "Yes, Mistress Lisa, as you wish" she heard herself reply silently. Sheepishly. Submissively.

"Fine, fine. Well, I guess you can imagine what's up for you next, bitch?"

Nervously Rachel shook her head.

"Well, how about you got rid of those track pants before you take the clothes to the washing machine to start the laundry?"

Swallowing an angry retort, Rachel got up on her feet and pulled her pants down. Again she was naked underneath, and Lisa couldn't help but admire the long, shapely legs of her sister and the cute triangle of pubic hair just above her sex. A moment later, Rachel stood in front of her in all her gorgeous nakedness.

"Much better, sis. Don't worry, you'll get used to that attire in the coming days and weeks."

A little sob escaped Rachel's lips, but she withstood the temptation of cover her crotch with her hands.

"Now be a good girl, and start the laundry. I give you, well, 5 minutes. Then I want you back in this room, down on hands and knees, awaiting your next commands."

"Yes, Mistress Lisa," Rachel whispered and grabbed the bowl of clothes to do as she was told.