Convincing Fiona

Fiona continued to stare at you, she knew what you meant but she wasn't saying anything.

You sit up beside her and hold the blanket she had put around you like a shawl or cape. You gaze into her eyes. "Would you...please make love to me Fiona." You say in a soft voice. You were still high, but you were horny for Fiona like never before. Considering she was your life long sexual crush...that is saying a lot!

Fiona shakes her head. "Forget it Jesse, I am still too upset with you. I don't want to hurt you. Besides, we've got the grandparents right next door."

Your heart sinks. "You can hurt me if you want to. I'll try and be so quiet for you." You scramble down and start kissing the tops of her feet. "Please Mistress. I'm your little slut, remember? Like during our sleepover, remember? Please Mistress. Punish me Mistress, I've been bad. Your slut has been so bad!"

Fiona reaches down and takes you by the shoulders and forces you back up beside her, she looks into your eyes. "Jesse, a true Mistress could never accept a sub in your condition. It is not true submission unless you have all of your faculties. You are in no state to please me in that way."

Reaching down you take her hands and bring them up from your shoulders to your neck, you feel as she almost unconsciously takes a little test grip around it. You shrug off the blanket and it falls behind you. Kneeling up you sit back on the bed and **** both your arms behind your back in an almost uncomfortable way, nearly pressing your elbows together behind you. Doing so forces you to arch your back and press your breasts forward. You look up toward the ceiling, exposing your throat to her even more. You were doing everything you could to completely submit to her.

"Please bind me Mistress. Bind my arms. Please. Tie me up and use me. Bind me as tight as you want. I won't cry out. I've made you angry, so punish me!" You wanted her SO GOD DAMN BAD! "**** me, spank me, you can hurt me Fiona. I won't make a noise, I promise. I'm your little slut...don't you remember? I'll be such a good slut for you Fiona. Please punish your little slut, I need discipline."

Glancing down you see she is looking at you with a kind and honestly flattered look. But you could also see temptation. "My my! Look at you! What a good girl! Offering yourself to me like this. Mmmmm." You feel her fingers start to grip your exposed neck a bit more firmly. She looked you up and down hungrily. Your heart sang momentarily in happiness.

"You want me to bind your arms?"

"Yes Mistress."

"To punish you? To spank your sexy ass? To use you and **** you as I wish?"

"YES MISTRESS!" You say almost too loudly.

She then laughs, not the cruel laugh of a Domme but the amused laugh of a sister. "I'm sorry Jesse. I'm not kidding. You're not yourself right now. You're high. You can't be my slut right now. It is not how it works. I need all of you or I can have none of you." She ungrasps your throat and brings you in for a long warm sisterly hug. You can smell her intoxicating fragrance as you bury your face in her neck.

"Ohhh Fiona." You whine. "Please, I'm begging. I want you so bad." You then accidentally let slip out the worry hidden in your heart. "Allison is stealing you away from us, isn't she? I...I...I don't want to lose you Fiona. None of us do. Please, I beg you." Even high you realize how pitiful you must sound right now.

She smiles and strokes your cheek. She says in a soft voice. "Don't beg Jesse." She is looking you up and down, her eyes playing across your pretty features. She finally slowwwwly leans forward and kisses you tenderly on the lips. "No one can steal me away from my family. Not even Allison." She looks into your eyes for a long quiet time. She is so fucking beautiful. As beautiful as Elsie but in a totally different way. El's beauty came from her pixie perfect facial features, her honesty and innocence, and her pure heart. Fiona's was that of a self assured powerful blonde sex goddess and her intense gaze that revealed a raging fire inside of her. The image of the bloodstained angel of your dream flashes in front of you.

You suddenly let out long sharp breath, you'd been holding your breath and you hadn't realized it. Her eyes, her lips, her face, her long honey blonde hair, they were bewitching you. The way she was looking at you just now. You felt so beautiful, so special, so treasured, so loved.

She slides off the side of the bed and stands. As she begins to unbutton her shirt she whispers. "We must be quiet. Jesse, come stand here." You crawl across the bed and come to stand in front of her as she asked. She drops her shirt to the side, you admire her long lithe body. She says. "We can make love my sweet little Jesse, but...unfortunately...you are not my slut tonight. Do not tempt me in that way. Understand?"

You nod as you gaze upon her with loving awe.

Taking you around the waist she brings you into her. Holding you around the small of the back the pair of you are pressed together stomach to stomach. You feel her warm breath across your cheek. Bring one hand up she runs her fingers gently up your bare back causing shivers to course through you. She kisses you softly on the neck. "Tonight I am not your Mistress. Tonight I'm just your big sister."