Proper inspection

"Well to start, every **** needs to be inspected in the morning." Damian told her, dumping the pile of towels on the wet floor. "So why don't you stay down there and spread your legs open."

Lilian couldn't help but blush, thinking about her own brother inspecting her body. Still it was nice to do more practical learning after a lifetime of home-schooling. He would surely find it as awkward as she does and yet he was still willing to help her out like this!

"Okay Master." She giggled as she put emphasis on the title. "But can we turn off the water? I still have to finish showering after this."

"Slaves don't get to shower with hot water." He told her bluntly. "Now spread those legs before I have to show you how slaves were punished."

She'd never seen him act so commanding before, treating her with so little respect. As much as she appreciated the lesson, she was worried he was taking this too seriously.

Spreading her legs open for him, she was now completely on display. With her hands resting at her sides, she gave him an unobstructed view of her naked body for the first time since they were nine. It felt especially demeaning that she was on the wet floor while he stood fully clothed, looking down on her.

He hunched down and moved in closer to get a better view, still remaining above her as he wordlessly looked over her body. He inched closer and closer, until she could feel his breath against her skin. The sensation sent tingles down her spine as she averted her flushed face.

"Looks good." He said, attempting a more regal tone. "You'd make a fine concubine, or maybe a good breeder of future **** generations."

He grabbed her arm, manipulating and inspecting it as if she were an object. He ran a finger from her palm to her shoulder blade, goosebumps forming along her skin from the sensation. He didn't stop there, moving the finger down the length of her chest, resting just above her nipple. He circled around it until it had fully hardened, before giving three flicks upwards.

It took great effort to not clench her legs together as he touched her. To not let out any soft moans as he probed her body. She felt tense as he teased her body, but it was a good tension. Like his touch was winding something insider her up, ready to be released whenever her chose.

He took her breast into his hand, feeling the weight of it and lightly squeezing. Then he ran his hand down her stomach, resting on her mound of public her and began tutting.

"We'll have to trim this down." He told her, moving away from her body to collect a razor. "Wouldn't want lice or plague to infest it."

"I didn't know that could happen." Lilian admitted, feeling too light-headed to object to his grooming.

"It was a serious concern for the ancient Egyptians." He explained as he rubbed shaving cream over her most sensitive areas. "Now hush, as I get you smooth like a good **** girl should be."

He worked slowly and carefully as he worked the razor over her. The tension only intensified within Lilian with his hands and head so close to her. Her hands clenching into a fist as his fingers caressed her newly shaved skin.

"There, all done." He stood up again to look down on her. "You can breathe again now."

How long had she been holding her breath?

"Just one more part of you're daily **** inspection." He push her head down, forcing her onto the floor. "I need time do a deep cavity search, since the last one was interrupted."

She wanted to protest, to stop him from pushing things to far like he did before. No words came out of her mouth, just her shivering breath as she closed her eyes in an implicit consent.

He started with one finger, curling insider her well lubricated hole with ease. Her body shuddered when he pushed the second finger inside, her fingers and toes curling against the cold floor.

He leaned over her, using his free hand to open her mouth as he moved knuckle deep inside of her.

"I can't feel anything yet." He told her, forcing a third finger inside as moans escaped from her opened mouth. "But let me show you a technique that's very thorough."

His fingers began thrusting in and out of her, rapidly picking up speed as the pressure rose within her. She opened her eyes, staring at her brother who was still prodding her mouth. The wet slapping of his palm against her combining with her cry of ecstasy.

He dove his tongue back into her with a hunger, his hand grabbing at her chest like she were a doll. There was nothing gentle about his touch, just a pure expression of animistic instinct.

The thought of her simply being a piece of meat that he owned pushed her over the edge. Her legs clenching against him as her body violently convulsed from the raw euphoria that took hold of her body.

He pulled his tongue out of her and she felt her breath go with him. It took what felt like minutes of long deep breaths to regain her composure.

"What... what just happened?"

"You've never cummed before?" He asked as he finally pulled his soaked fingers out of her.

"Cummed? No, i... I've never felt like that before. I had no idea you could feel that good!"

"Really?" He pondered this new revelation, wiping his fingers off on her skin like she was a rag.

"Looks like we might need to change subjects to biology." He grinned looking down at his **** and naive sister. "But finish you're shower first ****. I'll have an outfit ready for you when you're done."