Chapter 25

Opening the back door, Chuck cringed a little as the noise coming from the instrument got louder. It wasn’t nearly as bad as he remembered, he could even tell what song was being attempted, but it was far from what he would consider good. “Time to call it a day Princess.”

Liam stopping blowing into the saxophone but continued to work his fingers over the keys. It was frustrating to him to remember being good, but realizing just how bad he really was right now. It had been over nine years since he held the instrument so he was trying not to beat himself up over it. If he focused on that he would become bitter over this one good thing in his life right now. “Can I practice a little longer?”

“You need a lot more practice not a little.” Chuck said to himself, feeling more relaxed now than when he arrived after some private time with Megan, but still grumpy as he ended up back in the little cage. They had stripped each other of their clothes and quickly he was on his back, his cock inside of her as she rode him. A woman knowing what she wants and demanding his dick was a major turn on, but she pushed away his hands and shushed him when he talked. Sure he just had sex, but there wasn’t even a tiny bit of romance.

He thought he was going to get something more when she climbed off of him, peeling off the condom and cleaned him off with a wet washcloth as she said she needed him clean for the next part, but the next part just ended up being her locking him away again. When she had unlocked him he knew he wasn’t going to let her put it on him again. There was no way she could overpower him, so the **** was over, but then it happened anyways because he thought she might be looking for more. “Megan can we do without this thing?” He said motioning to his crotch.

“Of course lover.” She purred, pressing her naked chest against him as she ran one hand through his hair and kissed him. “Soon as Leah accepts who she is. Though…” Megan tailed off looking away from the man she just had sex with.

“Though? Is there something I can do? We talked about me punishing her.”

Megan picked up the condom full of cum that she had removed from him. “If you drink this down right now I will consider it.” Chuck gave her a flat look.

“You will consider it? Also, no that is disgusting. What if I get Liam… err Leah to do that?” With a bright smile Megan’s eyebrows went up.

“You want Leah to swallow your cum? That is very kinky of you Charles. You know the original offer of her giving you a blow job while I video it is still on the table. One little blow job and this could be over for both of you.” He made a disgusted face just thinking of making his brother do what he suggested, let alone what she was saying.

She gave him a shrug seeing his reaction and thinking how she could probably make it happen anyways if she blind folded the both of them, but dismissed the idea. She really had only given them the option before because she knew it wouldn’t be chosen. “Then it stays on for now.”

Chuck shook his head irritated that he had just been locked away again as he looked at his feminized brother. He had to act like a girl, but his dick wasn’t locked away and all of this was his fault. “What was that Chu… Daddy?”

“I was just saying we needed to head home, you can practice some more if you do everything you are told. Come on, start packing everything up.”

Back at home Leah put the saxophone under his bed, his eyes lingering on the case. The small constant smile grew just a little bit as he sat down on the bed pulling off the uncomfortable high heels he had been wearing. Flexing his eyes he let out a sigh of relief after the freedom. Having his feet constantly arched like that and his toes pinched was a far thing from comfortable, but the rule that he couldn’t walk around the house without shoes on made him keep them on around Miss Megan.

“Okay I heard you had food for lunch so I made you one of the shakes…” Chuck walked through the open door into his brother's much girlier room, seeing him scrunching his painted toes on the carpet. It was incredibly hard to see his brother in the person who sat there on the bed, she resembled his brother, but no one would say they were the same person. He had used protein powder when he was trying to bulk up once upon a time, but he wasn’t sure what the two different powders were he was mixing into milk for the shake. The canisters she had given him had no labels; them along with a few pills was the only thing Liam was going to get. He would feel sorry for him if this punishment wasn’t better than both of them going to jail. “Drink up, and then you need to get dressed to do some yoga.”

Liam took the large glass from his brother, the shakes didn’t taste bad, but they weren’t good either. Still he knew things could be worse, he recalled Bailey talking about her kale vitamin shakes. That sounded downright vomit inducing compared to what he drank, though it would be nicer if they left him feeling full. “Yoga? Do I have to? Miss Megan isn’t around, she wont know.”

Chuck shook his head, he wasn’t not going to let his brother get out of things, specially when she wanted him to video them as proof because she didn’t trust him and he needed to to trust him so she wouldn’t wouldn’t keep him locked away. “No you need to it Leah, it is good for you and then before bed you have to.” Chuck squeezed his eyes tight. “You have to milk yourself.”

“Milk? Oh… oh…” Liam flung his body into his bed, burying his face in a pillow, feeling mortified about what happened earlier.

“Stop being a baby about it, it isn’t like you haven’t jerked off practically everyday of your life. She even wants me to video it, that isn’t going to happen. I will set my phone up to record and you can just tell me when it’s done. I swear though if I send her the video and it isn’t what she wanted you to do I will find a punishment much worse then you having to wear a dress. Got it?”

Liam moved his head enough so one eye wasn’t pushed into the pillow, realizing his brother didn’t know what he went through earlier that day, or at least didn’t want to say it out loud. “Chuck you don’t…”

“NO!” Chuck said in a firm voice, cutting Liam off. “You don’t get to use my name anymore, that isn’t respectful. What are you supposed to call me Leah?”

Sitting up, Liam worked his jaw a little wanting to ask his brother why he was acting like this. “Please listen to me Chuck! She had me use a dildo and…”

“I SAID NO!” He had already gone over this with his brother how he needed to stay as Leah, that meant all the time till summer was over so they could honor their part of the deal and not end up in jail. But he just couldn’t help himself trying to buck the system, make exceptions. The harsh rebuttal made Liam jump a little. A good girl is seen and not heard. A good girl never argues or complains. The words went through his mind as he imagined his brother telling him to pull out his book to write down strikes. “You get to call me Daddy, not Chuck, not Charles, not even Dad. In fact, put your pretty little shoes back on and go stand in the corner in the living room.”

“What!?”

“While you are there you can say that girly thing you were saying before and I want you to repeat your name and how you love your Daddy and want to be a good girl for him. I will find a yoga video online and will let you know when you can go change for it.”

“I was just trying to tell you…”

“Put on your shoes and do as you are told, young lady.” Chuck said pointing to the heels. The same words from his motto went through Liam’s head once again. HIs mind habitually reminding him of how he was supposed to act.

Chuck didn’t care that Liam had to hold a dildo or whatever while he jerked off, at least he wasn’t locked away. Watching Leah put her heels on and move out of the room without saying a word, he pulled out his phone to once again look to see if he could find the same model dick cage Megan had on him. If he found the same model he was going to order one for Liam to wear. It wasn’t close to fair that he had to be locked away, while his brother got to actively get off multiple times a day. He needed to find the same model though, so that he could have a key to unlock himself. Sure he would have to lock himself back up every time he saw Megan so she wouldn’t know, but so long as she didn’t find out about him things would be fine. Heck locking Liam away might be exactly what she wanted him to do for punishment to show he was invested.

“My name is Leah Megan Summers and I love my Daddy. I want to be a good girl for Daddy. A good girl always looks her best. A good girl is polite. A good girl is always obedient. A good girl always smiles. A good girl is seen and not heard. A good girl never argues or complains. A good girl never uses foul language. I am a good girl, happy and proud.”

Shifting from one foot to the other he started saying it again, his words echoing off the wall’s of the corner he was facing. Wishing his brother wasn’t acting like such a tool, he was supposed to be the one that protected him. He recalled his brother bending down, reaching his hand out to pull his brother out from under his bed, where he was hiding when their Dad had come home sometime his freshman year. He had been drunk and pissed off, yelling about the house not being clean and needing to show his ungrateful kids what happens when they didn’t pull their weight. Coming into the light he saw Chuck’s lip was swollen and bleeding a little, one side of his face was red. Still he put his arm around him, giving a squeeze. “Don’t worry, I will always be here to protect you. No one is going to hurt you, I promise.”

He didn’t feel protected, sure this was different from when they were kids, but the promise felt hollow right now as she stood there being punished. Liam looked over his shoulder to see if “Daddy” was in the room with him, but he wasn’t. Still he was sure he could still hear him wherever he was and he had to do the punishment. He couldn’t let all of this break him and if his brother got his way, then he might be able to ask him not to tell Miss Megan. If she found out he would definitely be adding strikes to the little book. The taste of his own seed was no longer in his mouth, but the memory of acting like he was enjoying himself using a dildo slick with his cum was never going to fade.

“My name is Leah Megan Summers and I love my Daddy. I want to be a good girl for Daddy. A good girl always looks her best. A good girl is polite. A good girl is always obedient. A good girl always smiles. A good girl is seen and not heard. A good girl never argues or complains. A good girl never uses foul language. I am a good girl, happy and proud.”

Note: Added an image to chapter 9