Stay perfectly still.

You keep totally motionless beneath Adriana's foot, pinned to the floor like a bug to a collector's board. In a flash, Emily has stepped over to the other side of you. She takes ahold of both of your arms, pulling them from in front of you to behind your back. Before you can resist her, your athletic cousin has you in a police hold. She guides you to your knees while pressed against your back, and you look upward at your older sister in front of you.

"Mom invited me to come home to help introduce you to your true purpose in life" she spat while looking imperiously down her nose at you. Her red hair made her look like some sort of demoness. Her emerald eyes flashed.

You didn't believe her for a second. Since you were both little your sister had enjoyed tormenting you. You have no doubt that your mom has little to do with what is about to happen.

"She said she told you to hurry home after school, but we've still all been waiting here for such a long time." She said the last part in a sing-song voice. You know damn well when school lets out, so if they've been waiting it's their own fault! But feeling Emily's strong hands on your arms, you stay silent.

Looking up and down the hallway, Adriana motions with her finger to Emily. "Bring him inside. I think Momma is plenty busy, and we could have some fun with him in the mean time. Plus if we show him his place, maybe we'll be allowed to use him whenever we want!" She said to her cousin.

Fun with you? Use you? What the hell was your sister talking about? You struggle weakly as Emily guides you to your feet and pushes you into Adriana's room. She uses one of her arms to push your head downwards, so that you can only see a floor littered with clothes, girl magazines, and beauty products as the pair march you across your sister's room.

"OMG Addi! He's so weak! Like he has the muscles of a twelve-year-old girl!" You hear Emily exclaim. You feel the heat bloom across your cheeks as you blush from your cousin's abuse. Glancing upward, you immediately you wish you had more self-control when you spot the mischievous sparkle your reaction brings to your sister's eye. The two of them continue to gossip about what a push-over you are as they walk you forward.

Adriana giggles and grabs something off a dresser as she quickly clears the gap between you. You identify the object in her hand as a silky scarf as your intimidating older sister stalks toward her prey with feline grace. She leans into your face, nearly causing her ripe titties to spring free from her skin-tight boobtube just inches from your face. She has her hands on either side of her perky

"I think you're enjoying the view a little too much my perverted baby bro. Don't you know you shouldn't be staring at your own sister's tits?!" With this last word she slips her nipples out of her top, causing you to gasp at the glorious sight of her exposed breasts. She immediately covers them again, drawing a groan from your throat. A mix of conflicting emotions swirl in you as you lust over your sibling. Your thoughts are interrupted by Adriana fixing the blindfold across your eyes, completely blocking your vision.

After a second to adjust to the darkness, you look around blindly. Without warning a fast slap lands on your right buttock, making you yelp. You guess Adriana is your attacker since Emily still holds both your arms. You struggle, but she twists your arm slightly, making you give up. You are completely at the mercy of your sister and cousin as they push you onward a few more steps. You are near the far wall of Adriana's room now, and the subject of their gossip has turned to your shameful arousal. "Hmmm, I think he has way too much freedom of movement. What do you think Em?" You hear your sister say, her tone as if you weren't on the room.

"Put your arms straight up, bitch!" Your cousin adds the last part with a giggle, but an edge in get voice that suggests she isn't really joking. You put your hands up and as if to reward your good faith Adriana immediately fastens leather straps around your wrists. You can feel that they are attached to ropes, which must be anchored at the ceiling because they hold your weight when you lean on them.

You hear your cousin's voice off to your left. "Oh. My. God! Look at that tiny bump in the front of his pants! Is that even anything? Like it might actually be the folds of his pants!" You hear her being breaking out in uncontrollable laughter, which makes you squirm uncomfortably. Even though you can't see, you can tell that both of them have now moved infront of you, squatting or kneeling to better examine your embarrassingly tiny package as they banter fiercely, telling each other stories of the smallest guy they'd ever fucked. Both agree it was impossible for them to judge a guy without seeing him first hand.

And with that, you again felt both sets of eyes turn to you. "Lets look at his Addi, I bet you its the tiniest you've ever seen!" Your cousin quipped. You try to object, but are only met with a slap to the face. Thise is followed by one of them stuffing something in your mouth, which if you had to guess you would say is a pair of panties. You struggle against the ropes, suddenly terrified of how real this has become now that you can't escape.