"Dress up like the sissy bitch you are."

You stand, stunned speechless for what feels like forever. You knew he would want to humiliate and harass you in exchange for his protection, but you didn't expect things to go so far, so fast. "Dr-dr-dress up?! But, I'm not a sissy..." you blush, dropping your gaze as Brad's stern stare shakes you to the core.

"We'll see about that. See, I think you're as big a slut as your twin sister, Emma. But I want to see who looks better in her panties. She left them over once after I filled every whorish hole she had overflowing with my cum. You should be able to 'follow your nose' find them along with enough other trophies to find an outfit."

You don't know which hits you harder, that he has already added your sister to his countless collection of pelts, that he thinks you will just dive face first into a pile of panties until you somehow sniff out Emma's essence, or that he is dead right. You don't say a word as you scurry upstairs, searching for Brad's room. You finally find it, and open his closet in search of his treasure trove. It is beyond anything you could have imagined...piles of panties of every cut and cloth, stockings and shirts, tawdry tops and bras all left behind by sluts fucked so hard they forgot their own names.

You strip naked, shivering as you dive into the silken treasures. You burn up with shame as you bury your nose deep into panties more slutty than the last. You finally get the same whiff you sometimes caught in the air wafting from Emma's room when she snuck a stud in. Of course it is the skimpiest, sluttiest g-string in the bunch. Your cock betrays you, straining against the silk as the tiny thin string of silk snuggles against your asshole. You 'cover up' with a tiny pleated skirt that barely covers the top of your ass, fishnet nylons that highlight your naturally smooth legs, a water bra stuffed with panties to give an illusion of breasts, and a short see through tube top that shows off your supple, slender stomach. You apply cherry red lipstick to your plump lips and can't resist blowing a kiss to the sexy slut looking back at you in the mirror.

You turn to head back downstairs and find Brad behind you, his robe splayed open to show off his chiseled all the way down to his cum gutters, gleaming with sweat. Your heart races as he pins you to the wall, one awe inspiring arm on either side of your head, his face hovering so close to yours, and his barely covered cock grinding against your thigh. He smiles warmly, "I see you are a panty sniffing pervert as well as a sissy. The only question is whether you are going to be a good gurl and do everything I tell you to, or a naughty little cocktease I have to '****' myself on?"