Mean Master

You are having a hell of a time focusing on the textbook. Finally you give up and switch to the manga Elsie had left behind. It was part seven in a series and seemed to be a fairly straight forward romance story, with more than a dash of homoeroticism mixed in. Boy-girl, girl-girl, boy-boy, this manga seemed to have all the bases covered. There was nothing lewd about it though. Just sweet happy romances mixed with occasional drama.

Given the unique anatomy of your sister you weren't surprised she went for a more...open minded type of entertainment. You wondered if there was any futanari mangas that weren't just porn. Just a nice futanari romance or slice of life story, Elsie would love that. You shake your head. Nah, that shit was only for porn. Nobody wanted to read the day to day lives of futas. You felt for your sister. She never truly got to see herself represented in any media except in hypersexualized ways.

Before long you hear Elsie coming back down the stairs. You dread what would come next. This was going to be a long, strange, and awkward month with your little sister. You had to find a way to normalize things.

"Hey El, I was...Ohh geez!" You face palm.

She had come back down clean but still without a stitch of clothes on. Her hips move with a sultry hypnotic sway as she glides gracefully toward you. As she enters the living room she lowers herself down to her hands and knees and crawls the rest of the way. Her upturned eyes sparkling with life as they focused only on you. She comes to a stop kneeling at your feet. Hands on her knees and her head bowed.

"I have cleaned myself master, thank you."

"Okay, El, can't we just act normal? At least when Fiona isn't around."

She shakes her head. "No sir, not till December."

"Oh god!"

"How may I service you master? Are you hungry? Thirsty? Would you like a massage?" She glances up at you with a slavish deference. "Use me master."

"You can just act normal and stop being a ****." You snip, already knowing she wouldn't listen to that particular order. "Aren't you embarrassed El? God, it's me...Jesse. You're kneeling at your brother's feet. Aren't you ashamed?"

She shakes her head and beams with joy. "I am proud! I am the property of Jesse Bailey. Please, let me make you happy. What do you wish of me master?"

You shake your head in disbelief as you look down at her. It was still weird as hell seeing your sister naked but you couldn't help but enjoy the sight. She was so fucking hot! You finally say. "You are really enjoying this, aren't you?"

She nods, that cute blush coming back to her face. "Yes master."

"Why?"

"It feels right and..." She giggles. "...he he he...and it kinda makes my pussy wet."

"Oh Jesus!"

"I always dreamed of us together." She grins. "With me at your side...or at your feet. Thank you for giving me this month master. You have made me a very happy little ****."

"You are so weird. I had no idea." You continue to study her. The gentle curve of her back, her elegant slim neck and shoulders, her slender arms and delicate hands. You shake your head angrily. "Well I don't get it and I don't like it!"

"I'm sorry master."

You sit looking at her and thinking. This could not stand, not for a whole month. In your frustration you decide that if you can't talk her out of this you would bully her out of it. She sometimes wilted to Fiona's bullying so maybe that is what it would take. You would not be the kind master she had fantasized about, that would scare her off.

"Look at me." You command.

She does so with a smile, believing you were finally coming around.

Chwathoo! You spit straight into her face. The loogie hits her cheek with a wet splat. Her eyes widen and the smile disappears, but she does not flinch.

"You think I want a thing like you?" You jeer.

She swallows hard and responds in a small voice. "No sir. But...let me prove myself. Let me show you I can make you happy."

"You make me happy? You're my little sister and a fucking weirdo, you can't do shit for me." It broke your heart to say these things, you would bend over backwards to make up for this later. You loved Elsie with all of your heart but right now you just wanted out of this arrangement. "I mean...yuck. If I could fuck you perhaps you could be of use, as is you are worthless to me."

Elsie is looking nervous. "No master. I can be a good ****. You can fuck me if you want. I'm yours to use. I'll cook, I'll clean, I'll run errands, I'll make you feel good in any way you wish. Don't reject me, please."

"Stop begging. It is pathetic!"

"Yes master." She bows her head.

You spit on her again. Thwooo...splat. It lands on her shoulder. Again she doesn't even flinch or react to it, she just takes it.

"Kiss my feet." You command her.

"Yes master." She whispers. Reaching down the takes your ankle in her hands and tries to pull your foot up toward her.

"Did I say you could touch me!?" You bark. "Get down there. Down on the ground worm!"

"Yes master!" She immediately obeys, without even a moment's hesitation. This didn't seem to be working, you thought she'd be showing some regret or **** by now.

Her soft plump lips begin kissing the tops of your toes on your left foot. You had been out walking that day in three day old socks and tight runners...your feet weren't nasty but this could not be pleasant for her.

"That's it ****. Kiss them. Lick them." She immediately starts licking and sucking along the top of your foot. "Get that tongue in between the toes...yeah, that's it. Clean my toes with your mouth." You feel her tongue dart and prod between your digits, it kinda tickled and kinda felt...good. She slurps and licks each toe and each space between them. You raise the foot allowing her to get down to the pads of your feet. She cleans each toe with loving attention, ending each time with one long slow suckle with the toe fully in her mouth. Occasionally her wide dark eyes would glance up at you, trying to see if she was doing a good job. You keep your face stern and rigid as oak.

"Look at you Elsie. You're kissing my feet. Your brother's feet! Have you no shame?"

"No masthter." She says between kisses. Her nimble tongue snakes along the bottoms of your toes then over to the top, flicking and lapping eagerly. "Mmmmm. Master, thank you! Nmmmnmmm. " The more she did it the more she seemed to be getting into it!

She goes to move to your other foot when you stop her. "Stop, on your knees."

She scurries up to her kneeling position once more. Hands resting on her knees, her head bowed in obedience.

"Was I good **** master?"

"No."

She cringes. "I'm sorry, I'll do better."

Jesus Christ! Elsie was implacable! How was she still going along with this? WHY was she still going along with this? You just didn't get it. Time for the big guns.

"You said I could fuck you?" You ask.

You hear her breath catch in her throat. "Oh! Um, yes sir! I am yours to use as how you see fit."

You recoil in mock disgust. "Yuck! You think I'd want a thing like you? Gross."

She is quiet for a moment. "I have been told I am very good orally. If my body does not please you perhaps..."

"It doesn't! It disgusts me. Your body disgusts me Elsie!"

Another moment of silence. "Yes master. Understood master."

"You are my sister, ****. What kind of deviant could be with their sister? You should be ashamed of thinking about your brother in that way." Your voice was cold as steel. "Don't you think you should be ashamed of yourself?"

"Yes master."

"Are you ashamed?"

"...No master. I am sorry, I am a deviant. I am hopeless."

You pick up Elsie manga. "I don't know what you were hoping to achieve with all this, if you thought I might come to desire you or something, but life isn't a girl's romance comic." You throw the book at her knees. "Tear this up, I do not like it. It is a child's thing. Only a foolish little girl could like such fairy tales."

This time surely. She would snap out of it now. She wouldn't let you order her to destroy her own property. This time she'd break.

"Yes master." Your sister simply picks up her book, a book she quite obviously enjoyed and read many times judging by the wear and tear of it. She the cover from it and sets it beside her. Then the first page, then the second, and the third. She obviously wasn't thrilled by the action but her hands never wavered. Page after page torn from the binding and allowed to fall to her knees like autumn leaves.

"Okay, stop." You order her. You were nearly at your wits end. This wasn't working. Nothing was working. She was taking your **** without complaint or push back. You decide to try one last brutal way.

"Whore."

"Master?"

"You are a whore. A family slut. Why would I want to touch a **** who has been passed around the family like a fucking joint?"

"Master, it is true I partook of the family lifestyle but..."

"Partook? Ha! Fucked by those huge cocks day in and day out more like. Giving it up and spreading your legs on demand."

"No master, it wasn't like that."

"Mom and Fiona and Aunt Peg and Chloe stretching you out with their freakish dicks. Fucking you one after the other. You wouldn't even feel a real man like me, would you slut? You are ruined, aren't you? God, you all disgust me! Whore!"

"No master! I did not lie with them in that way. I would use my hands, my mouth, my breasts, my dick. I do not like their large size master. I like your size, the perfect size." A small shiver runs up her exposed flesh. "Master. I...I saved myself...for you. I only ever wanted you master."

"Pffft!" You sputter in disbelief. "What a liar."

"It's true! I...saved myself... Master, please believe me." You could hear the desperation in her voice. If you weren't so caught up in the moment you'd have realized the gravity of what she was saying. She saved herself...for you!

You scoff at her. "Pah! Saved yourself? Liar!"

"No master..."

"So you're a virgin then?"

Elsie freezes in place and everything stops. You could hear a pin drop as a heavy silence fills the room. In a hushed whisper she replies. "No master, I am not. I am not a virgin."

"Ha! See, just another family whore. Just like I thought."

Elsie's shoulders slump, her head bows lower, her whole body trembles. Finally! It killed you to do it but you finally broke her. Now you could end this **** business and get down to apologizing. This had been a nightmare but at least Elsie would be Elsie for the rest of the month.

Your heart sinks as you then hear her whisper. "Yes master."

"Elsie..."

"How may I service you master?" She says in a low quavering voice.

You sit and look at your sister in disbelief. With a firm resolution that you could only admire she looks up at you. Your spit was still on her cheek and shoulder. Her lips were wet from licking your feet and sucking your toes. Pages of one of her favorite books were lay around her knees. And you knew your little sister well enough to see that her placid expression hid a deep pain caused by the razor sharp words you had sliced her with.

And yet...still she knelt before you. Awaiting your command.