Playing Hardball

"MICHELLE!"

I'll never forget the look on Julia's face as I call out our sister's name. All of that confidence she just had disappeared in an instant. She really didn't think I would do it, did she? Well, she's about to learn just how willing Michelle is to bend over backwards for me.

It takes less than a minute for Michelle to come out the backdoor. As she closes the door behind her, she places both of her hands behind her back, stands upright, and glances slightly downward.

"You called for me, Sir? How can I serve you?" She asks in a delicate tone.

It's honestly incredible how well Michelle plays her part in all of this. Without any prompting, she's already in her maid persona, ready to fully convince Julia of her subservient role. Even I'm impressed by how convincing she is, even if being my obedient maid comes very naturally to her. I look over at Julia to see she's already starting to get concerned, as she probably should be. Let's get this started before she has a chance to back out.

"Michelle, come over here and give me a kiss," I order.

Hearing that command causes my oldest sister to freeze for a moment. She gives me a look of confusion before glancing over at Julia, who watches silently to see what she will do. While I can tell Michelle wasn't expecting me to give such a bold instruction in front of her sister, she knows better than to question what I say.

"Right away, Sir," she responds without too much delay.

With careful steps, Michelle begins making her way over to me. As she gets closer, I can tell she's starting to get excited. That makes sense given how her primary goal in life is to bring me pleasure, something she hasn't gotten the opportunity to do nearly enough up to this point.

Once Michelle is close enough, I grab her hips and pull her toward my body. Getting the message, she takes the opportunity to startle me and sit down directly on my lap. She stares down at my lips, but pauses, as if waiting to see if she's allowed to make the first move. I give her a small nod, and a few seconds later, she reaches down, grabs my face and pushes herself onto me. We don't waste any time building up the kiss, instead going straight for a hardcore make out session. As her tongue dances around mine, I nearly forget all about Julia. Realizing that I've proved my point, I pull away from Michelle, who whines softly, but otherwise doesn't resist.

"Still don't believe me, Julia?" I ask as I glance over Michelle's side to see my other sister with her jaw hanging open.

"I... I didn't think... but... uh..." she utters in disbelief.

"If I understand the rules correctly, I think that means you owe me a kiss."

The instant I say those words, I notice a sparkle in Michelle's eyes. It seems that she just figured out what's going on. And based on the smile she gives me a second later, it seems like she's fully on board to help me further my goals.

"Come on, sis. He's a really good kisser. I promise you'll like it," Michelle says as she looks over her shoulder at Julia.

Technically Michelle just broke character, but Julia didn't seem to notice, so I'll let it slide. In fact, Julia seems too stunned to notice much of anything right now. After being egged on by Michelle a bit more, she finally rises out of her seat and starts making her way over to us. You can tell by the look in her eyes that she's still not sure if she's going to go through with this, but something tells me Michelle won't let her get away that easily at this point.

"And you better not give him some weak peck on the cheek or whatever and think that's good enough. I gave him a nice, full kiss on the mouth with plenty of tongue, so that means you have to too," Michelle points out as Julia finally comes over to me.

I can audible hear Julia gulp as she prepares herself. I consider trying to say something, but quickly decide it's better if I just give her a moment. I'm pretty confident she's going to do it if I just wait. After all, if there's one thing I know about both of my sisters, it's that neither of them are quitters.

Sure enough, after what feels like ages, Julia finally moves again. I stay completely still the entire time, forcing her to bend down to lock lips with me, all the while Michelle continues to rest on my lap. As the two of us start to kiss I even grab at Michelle's ass, to which she responds by actively pushing her backside into my grip as she grinds ever so slowly on my crotch.

As for the kiss with Julia, it's quite nice overall. She's obviously not as intense as Michelle, but she does follow Michelle's instructions by using some tongue. And given their personalities, I would expect something more delicate from Julia anyway. Her lips are also incredibly sweet, almost like candy, making it incredibly easy for me to want to keep kissing back.

A few times Julia tries to back away, but each time I ramp up the kiss just enough to make it clear I'm not done. Eventually, she understands that this will only end when I let it end. I spend a bit longer just wearing her down. By the time I finally do break it off, I can tell that she was starting to get into it a little.

"Um..." Julia says, too caught up in the moment to know what to say. "So, I did what you told me to. That means we're done, right? I can go now?"

"Oh no, you don't. You said you would do anything I could get Michelle to do. That means you're not finished yet," I tell her.

"What do you mean? All she did was kiss-"

Julia's words are cut off as she looks over at Michelle, only to find that she's not in my lap anymore. Okay, I'll admit that I lied a little earlier. Wearing Julia down wasn't the only reason I prolonged that kiss. While we were making out, I also sent a signal to Michelle. A signal she picked up on perfectly, I might add. That's why, instead of sitting in my lap, Michelle is now on her knees in front of me, actively sucking my cock.

"How did you...? When did you...? What...?" Julia can't seem to form a proper question as she stares at Michelle. "You... you can't do that! You can't expect me to do that! We're family!"

"You mentioned that once already. But I already told you: it's just a game. Michelle, why don't you tell Julia how much fun you're having," I suggest.

"You bet I'm having fun! Pleasing Matt is my favorite thing in the world! You have to try it, Julia! Don't you want to be a part of the game?" Michelle says.

We keep using that word over and over again, forcing it to ring in Julia's ears. Game. It's all a game. Join the game. As our verbal onslaught keeps pressing against her mind, I notice her eyes start to glaze over as it becomes harder for her to think. I think it's about time I give her one last push her over the edge.

"You do want to play with us, don't you, Julia?"