One is not enough

You undress there in the entryway as Fiona watches, by the satisfied look on her face she is liking what she is seeing. You try to stop with your underwear still on but she waggles her finger. "Nuh uh uh, all of it." You pull them down. She smiles again. "That's better." Then, looking down to your manhood she lets out a sigh of disappointment. "So close to perfect, but then you fall short where it matters. Ah well, I love you anyways bitch." She gives you a kiss on the cheek.

You slip the apron over your head and tie it behind you. Fiona walks around you, looking you up and down approvingly. "Mmmm mmm, damn you're lookin good Jesse. We're gonna have fun while Mom's away." She slaps you on the ass. "Now, go make me a sandwich."

Fiona follows you into the kitchen and takes a seat at the dining room table to watch you. Through the tight yoga pants you can see her thick member has swollen a bit, the sight of you in an apron was doing something for her. You turn and begin gathering the sandwich ingredients.

Just then you hear your little sister Elsie enter the room. Like an idiot you completely forgot about her being home. She stops dead in her tracks as she witnesses the kitchen scene.

"What the...? What is going on here? Why don't you have any clothes on Jesse?" She giggles.

You turn to her. "It's just a little game Fiona and I..."

Fiona, who was leaning back in her chair with her feet stretch out and resting on another chair, gives you a glare. "Did I tell you to speak? Shut the fuck up my little bitch." She stares at you, willing you to do as you are told.

Oh Jesus, not in front of Elsie. You hesitate. Fuck! This shit just got real.

"I'm waiting for that sandwich bitch!" Fiona snaps.

Slowly you turn back and continue building the sandwich, you can feel Elsie's confused eyes on you.

"Jesse? Why are you listening to her?" Elsie asks, a bit concerned. "What have you done to Jesse Fiona?"

You hear as Fiona stretches out. "Jesse here is mine now. He's my plaything. He is mine, body and soul. Pretty cool huh?"

Elsie walks up to stand beside you. You could see her out of the corner of your eyes. "Is this true? Is she making you do this?"

"You may speak." Fiona says.

You finish the sandwich and put it on a plate. Turning to your little sister you say. "It's true. I'm Fiona's now."

You expect to see pity or disappointment in her eyes, and you do see these no doubt, but what you mostly see is...heartbreak. Your words have stung Elsie deeply. She just mutters. "Oh, I see."

You take the sandwich and place it in front of Fiona. You see her calculating eyes locked on Elsie. She was conjuring some sort of plan, a wicked grin plays across her lips.

"Sorry El, I know you had a thing for Jesse." Fiona states, Elsie blushes a deep pink. Elsie had a crush on you? This was news.

"Don't say that Fiona." Elsie protests as she shoots you an embarrassed glance.

"It's okay little sister, I understand. I mean look at him, he looks...delicious." You see Elsie's eyes run up and down your body as she shudders slightly. Fiona adds. "It's too bad he's packing a pea shooter." Now it is your turn to blush.

"You're so mean Fiona!" Elsie grabs your hand, love and concern flowed from her as she spoke. "Jesse, you don't have to do this. How is she making you do this?"

"Be quiet Jesse." Fiona orders, you obey your blonde goddess. "I'm sorry Sis, but he's mine. He is doing this because he wants to, he likes it. You may love him, but I own him."

As you stay silent you see understanding seep into your little sisters expression. "Oh...okay then..." She says, heartbroken. You had no idea that Elsie felt this way about you, wow. Her hands slowly let go of yours, she looks utterly dejected.

"Do you know what he told me Elsie? Last night when we were making love." Elsie flinches a bit at that last sentence. Your eyes widen in horror. You had all but professed your everlasting love to Fiona last night, how would Elsie react to that in her present state of mind. You couldn't deny you were kind of digging being Fiona's ****, but breaking Elsie's heart was too much.

"What did he say?" Elsie whispers, she can't help but ask.

"He said..." Fiona smiles, you brace for impact. "He said...that he wished that you would join us." Fiona lies. "He said that it would be incredible if you were my bitch too. Think about it El. You and Jesse, together. Together under my control. Oh what fun we could have!"

She looks at you, suddenly conflicted. "He said that?"

"Yeah, you know. I think he might just have a little crush on you too Elsie. It was such a nice thing for him to say." Fiona leans back and begins eating her sandwich. "But it's too bad that can't happen. It would have been nice. Ah well, Jesse and I can have all the fun."

Elsie's pretty brown eyes shoot toward her sister. "Why can't that happen!?" She catches herself. "I mean...um...I wouldn't want to be a...bitch...but..."

Fiona shrugs. "See, there it is. You're no bitch. Ah well, would have been fun. Jesse bring me an orange juice."

You see the struggle going on in Elsie. Fiona had masterfully used Elsie's crush on you against her. Man she was good!

You turn and go to the fridge. You pour a juice and give it to your older sister. Elsie's eyes are following you as you move, you couldn't help imagining her as a fly struggling in a spider's web.

As you bend to set the juice down Fiona commands you. "Kiss me Jesse." You happily lean in and give her a kiss on the lips, she grabs the back of your head and really pulls you in to a deep hard kiss. She lets you go and you stand up again, a bit back on your heels from the whopper of a kiss. "Mmmm damn that's good!" Fiona says. "Anytime I want it too."

Elsie's hand was at her mouth. She was watching, thinking, debating in her mind. She wanted some of that! Fiona was dangling Elsie's most desired thing in front of her, it was so close.

Fiona eats and drinks and finally looks up from her lunch and asks her little sister. "El, do you want to touch him? Do you want him to touch you?"

"Fiona...I..." She whispers as she continues gazing at you with a deep longing.

"Imagine it Elsie. I might even let you make love with him. He's actually pretty good despite his shortcomings." You actually felt a bit of pride as she states that last sentence. "I'm only going to offer this once."

"I can't do this." Elsie says, more to herself than anyone. "But..."

"Join us Elsie!" Fiona presses her advantage. "All you have to do is come over here and kiss my feet." Fiona wiggles her toes up on the chair her feet are resting on.