Honesty

“Did you really mean it when you said I can talk to you?”

I was intrigued and also feeling somewhat guilty about how I acted earlier.

“Of course, we shared a womb, you can share anything with me.”

I could tell she didn’t feel confident in my words though with her wet, naked, laying over her twins lap and waiting for a spanking I don’t know how she could be.

“It’s just, this has been really hard for me.”

I put the brush down and clasped my hands over her back. I think she expected to be allowed to stand back up but when I didn’t move my hands she seemed resigned to having this conversation while laying across my lap.

“I know, Lucy. It’s hard for me having to treat you this way. I wish you hadn’t made so many poor choices.”

She paused trying to choose her words carefully.

“Can you... can you honestly say I deserve this? All of this?” She asked nervously.

“It’s what mom wants.” I said calmly without emotion.

I had deflected slightly as I felt answering yes would make her lose the little trust she had started to have in me and answering no would have emboldened her to thinking she could ask me to start restoring some of her dignity.

“But what do you want?” She asked and I could tell she was begging to hear that I didn’t enjoy this or think it was an appropriate punishment.

I don’t really know what I want. In a microcosm each day of this is incredible for me but I know long term she’ll be dealing with the baggage of this for a long time. I think if we weren’t identical and I didn’t see her an extension of myself I don’t think I’d enjoy this nearly as much. Still the power I feel in this situation is likely to never happen again when and if she’s ever free. Even so, I knew what the right thing to say was and I could toe the line between supporting the punishment and supporting her.

“I want to know that you and I, even when we’re out in the world and building separate lives, will always be there for each other. That I won’t be visiting you behind a glass wall talking to you through a phone because you keep making these types of mistakes. That we each build beautiful lives and when we can we come together to share in each other’s happiness. I always thought that when we each met our special someones that you’d be my maid of honor, and I’d be yours. Your behavior these last few years has really scared me that none of that is going to happen.”

She turned her head and I could see tears in her eyes as I looked down at her.

“Can I really speak my mind?”

This was getting interesting. I wondered where she was about to take this.

“Of course, as long as you’re respectful to me.”

She swallowed nervously.

“I want all of that too, Lacy, I really do but how can we go back to that after... I’ve been **** to be your naked servant? How can you ever look at me the same when I’m kept naked and you’ve spanked my bare ass and been inside my...

She sobbed as tears ran down her cheeks.

“...Ass and pussy. I literally came on you earlier. You must think I’m disgusting.”

She saw all this as a reflection of herself instead of a reflection of me. Which means even though I know she doesn’t deserve this she must think she does. I don’t know if it’s because of the emotional trauma had reduced her self esteem or she always thought she did but either way she was judging herself instead of me.

“Lucy, I love you. There’s literally no person on Earth I love more. One day this will end and we’ll never speak of it again. I promise.”

She wiped the tears from her eyes.

“What if you get drunk while people are telling funny stories? What if someone brings up something about nudity and you’re reminded of this? What if I make you mad and you want to get even? One day you’ll have a husband, you’re really gonna keep this a secret? I lay awake at night thinking about a future where I’m in a room full of people sharing knowing looks because they know what I’ve been through and I don’t even know they know.”

I rubbed her back gently and whispered softly. I knew she felt like she’d always be below me because of this era in our lives and while I enjoyed that; I don’t want to **** her for life, although I don’t mind it just for now.

“There’s nothing funny about this and there’s nothing you could do that would make me mad enough to want to remind you or tell anyone about this. When this is over I’ll never speak of it. My husband will be my husband, but you’re my twin, we started off as the same zygote and that’s closer than I’ll be with anyone else. You just gotta be your best so this is over sooner rather than later.”

I put out my pinky and held it in front of her. She put out hers and we wrapped them together like we did as children.

“I have been better. I’m really really trying.”

“I know you have but you made some big mistakes you have to make up for.”

She seemed to get a little angry at the comment.

“It was just weed, Lacy. It’s legal in many states now.”

I’ve never had a thing for weed but I didn’t really think it was a big deal either. Still I had to keep this charade going.

“It’ always starts as ‘just’ something and then it’s something else, and something else and something else until your whole life’s gotten away from you.”

“So that’s why I’m being punished? Not for what I’ve done but for what I might do?”

“Lacy, it’s what mom wants. I listened to mom all my life and I think my life has been going pretty well...”

especially these last two months.

“... and if you had listened you would be in the same position.”

She nodded like she was going to stop but she just couldn’t hold it in I guess.

“But, it’s crazy, right? I mean I’m not crazy for thinking this is too much, right? She didn’t just ground me. Think of all that’s happened... just tell me I’m not crazy, please, Lacy.”

The fact she was doubting her own mind was making me feel even more turned on but I had to draw the line somewhere.

“You’re not crazy. I can see how you might find this excessive but you made an agreement with the police that if you violated your probationary agreement you’d serve one year in jail. Everything that’s happened to you here would happen to you there at least to some extent and it wouldn’t be your sister who’s in charge. Strip searches, cavity searched, involuntary labor, and worse all can and will happen there. Don’t you prefer me in charge? Don’t you want your little sis looking out for you?”

“Yes...” she mewled.

“And I mean it’s not like you’re not getting any benefit out of it. You seemed to be having a pretty good time earlier.”

She turned bright red and turned her face away from me ashamed at being reminded she masturbated from being overly aroused due to my lengthy cavity search.

“I... I... think you don’t really understand what happened... it was just too much, I was so close to the edge! Please, please, please don’t tell mom...”

I rubbed her back again getting dangerously close to her ass.

“Like I said, as long as it doesn’t happen again I think it can be our little secret.”

The fact that she masturbated because I had aroused her so much while exploring her holes and could do that again every weekday was not lost on me but I’ll hold that in my back pocket for now.

“Thank you, Lacy and thank you for listening. You didn’t mind me talking, right?”

I moved my hand lower rubbing her butt a little which she didn’t protest. She likely didn’t feel like she could since I was the only outlet she had and clearly she needed it.

“Of course not, it’s what I want. I think you earned a reward for your honesty.”

She turned her head back towards me.

“Really?” Her eyes lit up and I could tell she was imagining wearing clothes, or not being cavity searched, or maybe just avoiding her spanking.

“Why don’t you sleep in my bed? I think you deserve to be off the couch at least for tonight.”

Her smile grew weaker as she wanted something more but at least she wouldn’t have to worry about the blinds. I was of course thinking about my own benefits but that would come into play later.

“Thank you, Lacy. It’ll be nice to not have to worry so much about being seen.”

I continued to rub her butt and squeezed a handful of cheek and she cringed a little but still smiled weakly as she thought earning my favor must have been worth it.

“Now let’s get this spanking out of the way. After that the rest of the night can be just like old times, well except you’ll be naked.”

I could tell the last part of the comment stung her but she nodded and I grabbed the brush. Part of me wanted to see how much I could spank her now that she was actually relying on me and would be unlikely to protest and part of me wanted to go light because I thought she’d earned it.