Ryan and a wanky choice

The box was pointing at the blonde boy, who reluctantly picked it. Reading in his mind, he sighed then said out loud "'Either confess to the sister you masturbated to the most or your dick will burn whenever you're not jerking off.' Well, I don't think I want to spend the rest of the game beating my meat, and that's assuming all consequences will stop whenever we're done with this shit."

Claire shrugged, still battling with Mia. "I don't really want to know any details, just the fact that it already happened isn't a pleasing thought. Yet again, I can't really talk with the fantasy I revealed earlier. And I guess we can live pretending to believe that whoever you name, you only did it once for her a long time ago and it doesn't count."

He nodded. "Agreed. Well, it's at least two votes, I don't know if Mia has anything relevant to say but it doesn't really matter. So here we go." He took a deep breath and prepared it self to just give a name, but to his own surprise his mouth chose otherwise. "You've been my main fapping material for years, Claire. Almost every night I picture you joining me in my bed."

His eyes widened and Claire paled. "Oh no... When the card said 'confess', it meant a full confession, didn't it?"

Even Mia had stopped struggling, suddenly interested, and she looked at Ryan with wide eyes as he tried to shut his own mouth.

"Sometimes you offer me to do whatever I want with your body, but usually you're on top. You shush me and ride my cock in cowgirl position until I pass out, or you're wearing a dominatrix latex attire and you... garrrl..." Knowing full well were this was going, he tried to prevent himself from ending his sentence by grabbing his own jaw with one hand and the top of his skull with the other to keep his mouth shut. But the power of the box was stronger and he kept going. "You crush my balls with the heels of your thigh-high boots."

His big sister was frozen in shock, staring at him her mind racing to find a way to stop him. But she first-hand knew they were both powerless now and there was no way around letting him continue until he was done.

"Often you tease me, edge me, **** me with a silk scarf. You lick my dick or rub your cunt against it but never let me cum. And when I do, you punish me by whiping my groin. And... Oh fuck, don't freak out... Sometimes you bring Mia with you. You walk her with a leash, on all four, and state that she's your bitch and the only one worthy of your affection."

As he was talking about her, his twin sister started fidgeting, kicking, rubbing herself against her elder's lap and waving her booty. "Hmmmm! Hmmm!"

"Mia, stop that!" Claire exclaimed. She shivered and let out a less than delighted yelp. "For fuck sake, she licked my hand! I need rubber band to gag her!"

Ryan was still not done, though. "You wear a huge strap-on." Mia stirred twice as hard hearing this. "And you pull her hair and fuck her ass and pussy doggy style right in front of me while I'm tied to my bed, unable to move or talk."

The brunette finally managed to free her mouth and started screaming. "Fuck me Mistress! Fuck your little bitch in heat! Fuck me in the ass! Fuck me in the mouth! Fuck me everywhere! Fuckmefuckmefuckmmmm..."

With nothing else at hand, Claire had removed her shoe and socket, rolled the latter in a ball and stuffed it in Mia's mouth. "Please, tell me it's over." she begged.

Ryan stayed still for a few seconds, his face betraying his astonishment. He knew there were even more things he didn't talk about, but it looked like the box was content for now. Probably because it wanted somebody else to fall victim from it. "Yes. Yes it's over."

Claire sighed and leaned against the couch, panting. After a few seconds, she murmured "It was you."

"What?" Her brother was confused, now.

"It was you who chose that Mia would lust after me. You fantasies about playing the voyeur more than being part of the fun and you admitted you wanted to see me fuck her." She was just stating her conclusion, too tired to be actively mad at him.

"Hmmm?" Mia mumbled, the soaked socket still filling her mouth.

Ryan blushed and grumbled "Well, there's no proof it was one person's decision."

Claire was about to retort when she was interrupted by a new Ding!