With Brother's Guidance [Kiari03 + DOM]

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A half-naked young woman weaved down the sidewalk sobbing, her clothes clutched in her arms against her naked bosom. A raven-haired man watched her from the second floor of the house that she came from, a wicked smile distorting his otherwise handome clean-shaven face. He was wearing a pair of faded baggy jeans and a tight tee shirt, sipping a rum and coke as he watched the distressed young woman amble off into the distance. He idly wondered how long it would take her to shake off the shock of his assault enough to realize that she could, and should, put on the clothes that he had thrown at her as she had ran out the door.

It was a usual evening for him. He had left the law firm of Margus and Margus and picked up a girl from the university whom he had been grooming through Myspace (and whose very nice ass was still in view). He had made an vulgarly ostentatious show of wealth by picking out the most expensive place he was able to afford, and then followed the dinner with a romantic walk through the park behind his house. Once at his home he had tied her up and then sodomized her brutally, intimidated her and finally threw her out for a humiliating walk to the bus stop and then home.

Though not muscular, Jim Moglan had a very well developed, well defined physique and between that, his handsome face and the money he made he had no shortage of women. So much so that he had grown increasingly bored and jaded over the years with the ease and availability. He swirled the drink he held in his hand and realized that despite everything, even this wasn't as exciting as it had once been.

And excitement was what it was all about. Going back to when he was 11 and getting his ears boxed by his strict, fundamentalist parents for playing cards, continuing until he was 15 and thrown out from his house for coming home drunk after a mild party. He had chafed under his parents restrictive Christian guidelines and it had been a relief when he had been sent to the kids' home. There he met a man who demonstrated to him that there was a wide world of wild, and yet refined excitement to be had in the white collar world.

Despite his intellect, Jim had chosen to cheat and intimidate his way through college -and found that those exact skills were what served him well and helped him climb the ladder at the law firm he had been hired at out of school. There were numerous legal geeks who could be bought off to do his research, and many cute young women who could be intimidated into doing his perverse bidding.

He turned away from the window and looked at the pile of mail on this table. Mostly bills and junk mail he noticed a very formal attorney letter, which he opened and then staggered back into his chair.

His parents were dead, killed, apparently during a car-jacking. They were poor, honest folks (further proof for those who need it that honesty is for suckers) and had no estate to leave him.

Except for his sister, whom he was now the legal guardian of. He remembered her as being a pious, tattling pain in his rear those years ago. She was 7 when he left and so she'd be ...seventeen. That's right, she was 8 years younger than him, and he was 25. He sat down and shook his head. She was almost legal age, maybe he could have her sent off to a private school for a year, or better yet -maybe to a private psychiatric institution. He blinked, wondering where that thought, and the accompanying mental image of a teen girl naked except for a straight jacket came from.

No doubt about it -he was bored, but bored or not he had a legal obligation to live up to. He sent off an email to his attorney and made the arrangements necessary to have her flown into town. The house was large enough for her to stay in -while he decided what he'd do with her, at least.

 

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Re: With Brother's Guidance [Ciari03 + DOM]

None of this made sense to Kaytlin as she staggered towards her home from her last day at school. She had attended a private catholic academy ever since she had received an academic scholarship. She was set to become valedictorian, just one more year, and she would graduate. Now this. Her friends, her boyfriend, all of this, she would have to leave behind to go live with a brother whom she couldn't even recall the name of until her attorney informed her.

The sunset was beautiful in this small town, and with her hand entwined with Andrew's, she felt both confidence and fear. "I promise, I'll call you every night...so please...wait for me?" She asked quietly, her head lowered knowing ultimately that the decision was left to him. She ran her delicate fingers through her long black hair, her soft hazel eyes seeking his, her uniform ruffling in the wind, being a long plad skirt and a tight white shirt that gripped her chest. She was dressed proper as she always was; as she had been taught.

His gentle brown eyes met hers and taking her face in his hand he planted a kiss on her forhead, "I promise. It's only a year after all. I'll be waiting here." His smile gave her hope and with that she took her hand from his, turned, and told him goodbye. That simple kiss on the forehead was the extent of their sexual action. They had both agreed to follow the Lord, they planned to wait until marriage to have sex.

Arriving home as the sun faded from the sky she sighed as she noticed her lawyer's Mercedes in her driveway. The Mercedes seemed misplaced, almost awkward next to her small home. The red brick of the one story home was faded, the shutters, which her father had planned to attend to, were still chipped and crooked from the stormy season, and the front door was covered by a thin screen door that one had to open before knocking on the door. One shouldn't bother with the doorbell, it didn't work.

There sat her lawyer, Kaytlin's bags already placed in the back as she waited to drop off her client at the local airport. To her lawyer, Kaytlin was nothing more than a job, a task that had to be taken care of. "Now Kaytlin, I need you to take care not to upset your brother. Remember, you both lost your parents and he has had little choice in your placement in his home. He hasn't resisted your coming to live with him, so please be on your best behavior." Her lawyer had warned her as they drove to the airport.

She was sick of her lawyer, and so, despite her fears, she readily got onto the plane, glad to be rid of that pest.

Terrified of being in the air, Kaytlin was a constant bother to the air attendants with each bump of turbulence. This was her first time in an airplane and she was visibly shaking. So, for the remainder of the four hour flight she had an attendant sit with her, at the relief of the other attendants and passengers.

"So, why are you going to LA?" The attendant asked curiously, unaware of the pain behind Kaytlin's eyes.

Kaytlin told her of the carjacking, of being awoken in the middle of the night by the officers, of the trial against the young teen who had taken her parent's life, and of course, her brother who would be her guardian from here on. That conversation basically ended her interaction with the attendant as both felt a sense of awkwardness settle between them, but Kaytlin's uneasiness came for a different reason.

It had occurred to her a few days ago that she had no pictures of her brother and could find none in her home. Why was he such a secret? Were her parents ashamed? The only memory she truly had was once when her brother was being yelled at, Kaytlin had slipped into the room. Her father spotted her, picked her up, and took her to get ice cream with sprinkles. But right before they had left the house her father had turned and said these words, "Make sure he is gone by the time I am back with her." That trip for a simple cup of ice cream lasted three days and when she came back, even his room was completely emptied out.

Now, she sat in a town car with her bags snugly against her lap. It was time to get out, time to see her brother. But why was his home so huge? Stepping out of the car, still in her catholic school uniform, she took in a deep breath and a few steps towards the door as the chauffeur attended to her bags. She could only hear the rapid beating of her heart and the echo of the doorbell through his home.

 

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Re: With Brother's Guidance [Ciari03 + DOM]

Jim had spent the intervening time deliberating about Kaitlyn, and how he was going to handle her, how he would approach this young girl. He decided that the first thing to do would be to intimidate her -to that end he had instructed his lawyer to impress on her that he was both busy, and important. Second he had requested use of his company's limousine service. He remembered her from childhood -she had always been so pious, and had often told her parents about what he was up to regardless of any threats or attempted bribes he'd used on her.

That was when they had both been on equal footing, growing up together in the same dilapidated house. He heard the front door chime announcing her arrival and smiled -hopefully he had managed by now to drive it in to her that they were not at all on equal footing. He had no idea what it would take to intimidate her now -but if he could make grown, jaded professional executive women blubber like kindergartners (and he could, on a good day) then one sheltered church-mouse shouldn't present any sort of insurmountable challenge.

He opened the door and stepped forward. "Sister" he said with cool formality, even as he pulled her close to him for a firm embrace "welcome to my home". He held her tight in what would appear on the outside to be a longing display of affection but was in truth an expression of his power, and also an exploration of what her body would feel like, pressed against his.

He had decided already that if she was cute, then he would have her -even if she was blood kin. And standing in her pleated skirt with her almond brown eyes looking up at him he had strengthened his resolve to conquer her, wholly, before discarding her in a convenient private hospital.

He felt her squirm and held her just long enough to show that it was his decision to break the embrace and then he stood back, raising his hand to her hair and touching her face with an intimate familiarity. "It's been so long, we have a lot of catching up to do ...come inside" he said and then stood back and gestured in the direction of his parlor, which was on the other side of the large hallway they were standing in. "Leave those with my maid, she will take them up to my sister's room" he said to the chauffeur, pulling out a $50 and handing it to him as he wrapped his arm around his sister's shoulders.

"Come, let's figure out what we're going to do with you..." he said, guiding her towards the mansion's drawing room.

 

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Too close, too long, too close. Were the thoughts and feelings racing through Kaytlin as his arms wrapped around her. His body pressed against hers, she couldn't help but blush, "Thank you for having me..." She had murmured, her almond eyes struck with a small tinge of panic as she attempted to back away with his response being a tightened grip. It felt more like he was binding, controlling her, than it did a simple hug. Then his hand against her face, his eyes locked on hers, this was a strange man. Never the less, she felt relief when she saw him and though he was a little more forward than she would have liked, she smiled as his arm wrapped around her shoulder, "It's so great to see you too." She had stated calmly, all the while gently fiddling with a cross around her neck. What Kaytlin felt was a misplaced sense of security that unbeknownst to her, would soon be crushed.

The house itself was grand in her opinion. He had a large yard, plenty of rooms to house numerous guests comfortably, and it appeared that everything was in style, new, or had barely been used. Kaytlin was a little jealous. Quietly, she scolded herself for her thoughts, believing that the work he had gone through to be able to purchase as exuberantly as he obviously had. Turning to send a smile to the maid in charge of her bags, she was slightly taken aback by a troubling look in the maid's face. However, before she could inquire further, her brother had her in his office.

Looking up at him, she quickly squirmed out of his arms tight hold and took a seat in one of the leather chairs. "I'm sorry it's been so long since I have last seen you...I know mom and dad wanted to come visit on multiple occasions, but then finances would ussually get in the way." She murmured, lowering her head as she lied to her brother. This was a normal problem for her, whenever she lied, her head went down, so she never got away with much. Yet, she didn't want him to feel that their parents didn't care, she was sure they did.

Lifting her head once more she took a good look at him, into his eyes. She couldn't find any sadness within his eyes, no regret for their parent's passing. That and the fact that he now stood so close to her, that she was in a different town, far away from those she loved, brought tears streaming down her face. Hastily wiping them away with the back of her hand she coughed and stated, "I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from." And as quickly as the tears had fallen was all the time it took for them to cease once more. She was trying her best to be proud and strong in front of all this adversity, just as she had been taught.

"So, where do you think I should go? Do you want me to stay with you or..." She trailed off. In all reality he still had the option to deem himself unfit and send her to a 'home' and the thought of that alone made her shutter.

 

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Jim caught her glances as they walked, and noticed the jealousy in her eyes. She was as impressed with the nicer things in life as he had been. It was unfortunate that he had the will to take, whereas she was trapped by the 'values' their parents tried to instill in them. It didn't matter -that passivity would make her easier to break, abuse and then throw away as he saw fit. Both of them had their places in this world and she had her uses in his life -and that was all that mattered in his eyes.

He listened and then smiled when she bowed her head refexively. He was reminded of that quirk, and he knew where it came from -their father would make them look into his eyes and repeat everything he had thought was a lie. Jim had trained himself so that he could look into someone's eyes and make them believe anything. Kaitlyn, obviously, wasn't so lucky -and that worked well for Jim.

Jim looked into her eyes. "Really? So, they really wanted to come visit me, did they?" he said grimly. He took a step closer to where the young girl sat in the soft leather chair and slowly, deliberately reached for his belt the way that Jim remembered his father reaching for his belt so many times during his childhood. "Look up at me, Kaitlyn, and tell me exactly when they talked about visiting me..." he ordered as he slowly slid the belt out from his pants' belt loop and curled it in his hands.

"I am your guardian, Kaitlyn" he said, cutting off her reply, "I am responsible for your care and your upbringing -and I will discipline you any way that I think is appropriate." He raised his hand quickly up over his shoulder and brought the belt crashing down into the flat of his palm which he held in front of him. The belt hit his palm with a loud crack and he looked into her eyes to watch her reaction.

"Now." he said, his voice softening "Maria will show you to your room and you will unpack your things and get settled while I think of what options I have for your future..." He turned and walked towards a desk that was against the wall and pressed a button and quickly an under-dressed and unusually young woman -only a couple years older than Kaitlyn- appeared dressed in the skimpiest maid's outfit imaginable. "Maria, show my sister to the room I picked out for her" Maria nodded simply "And then come directly back here -it's time I took my exercise". An expression of dread quickly crossed the maid's face and she nodded and in a cracking voice said to Kaitlyn "please follow me, Ma'am" and escorted her to a lavish room with private bathroom on the second floor.

 

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It was true, their father had been a strict man, but she had always accepted that his methods were for the best. Never had either of her parents threatened her with a belt, and this struck true fear into Kaytlin. Backing herself into the chair, she felt so close to the cow that had once owned the skin that now covered it. Her fingers dug into her skin as she clenched her fists and tried to act brave. "Maybe they didn't." She murmured meekly, meeting his eye sight. Before either of them could continue their conversation a scantly dressed maid walked into the room.

Seeing this woman dressed in such revealing clothes gripped her heart and also filled her with anger. Why would her brother wish to degrade this woman like this? None of this made any sense. As she got up, she stood as tall as she could and stated, "And from what I've seen so far, maybe they weren't so wrong. After all, you never made an attempt to visit either and for the record, you are not my father." Her head was high as she walked out of the room, but she did not fail to meet the maid's eyes.

As they walked down the hallway towards her room, Kaytlin had a few questions and the maid had a few comments. Stuttering, the maid murmured, "Y-You shouldn't talk to the master that way...you'll regret it if you do..." Both Kaytlin and the maid were shaking, Kaytlin from anger, the maid from fear. "Tell me what he meant, what he said to you." Kaytlin stated as they went up the flight of stairs. The only answer she received was "Miss, pray that you never have to find out. Pray that he sends you far away." She stated, stopping in front of a room. Kaytlin had a look of anguish for this woman that seemed to be tormented by her own blood. It made her sick, yet, what could she do? "Please, if you think of a way for me to help you, let me know, and I will do all that I can."

The room itself was simple, yet elegant. The walls were a soft neutral color, the bed spread was a dark green, there was a restroom, dresser, and TV. No phone though, Kaytlin found that a little troubling, because she didn't have a cell phone.

Before Kaytlin could finish her questions, the maid had already left. Looking into the hallway, she wished to help the maid and she would be sure to in the near future. For now, she was far too curious to just sit and wait and too afraid to move. Taking a seat on her bed, she curled her knees into her chest and cried. This was not what she had hoped for. Her brother was a monster by all definitions of the word and this was the man she would be bound to for at least two more years.

 

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"Ji- uh, Master...?" The maid said tenetively as she approached the entryway of the den. Jim looked up intently and nodded towards the open bar set against the wall, and watched as Liza nervously handled the bottle and scooped out the ice while preparing him a drink.

He leaned back in his soft leather chair behind his oak desk and watched her approach with the drink in her trembling hand. He spread his legs and unzipped his pants "Do you still enjoy going to school here in America, Liza?" he asked meaningfully as he took a sip from his glass. She nodded anxiously as she dropped to her knees for the usual. Nothing more need be said to her, he had demonstrated before that he had the power to give her a career or to send her back to her country's civil war.

After she was done he set down his mostly finished drink and pushed her shoulders roughly away, causing her to fall back clumsily, her legs spread before him, a sight more demonstrating a lack of coordination and grace than eroticism. "Get up" he said with quiet disgust and pushed the drink forward. "Tell me about her."

"She -she said nothing. Really" Liza said, seeing the disbelief on his face. "I think the young miss is troubled by ...I do not know what she is troubled by." the woman said, seeing the expression on his face darken. "She seems open to me. If you like, I may befriend her -gain her trust...?"

Jim finished the last of the drink and stood up. He looked at the maid, now standing appraisingly. "Did she reach out to you?" he asked, looking at her intently. The woman hesitated and then quietly nodded. "I see -walk with me, Liza" Jim said and walked out from behind the oak desk.

Behind him, the woman scurried to keep up as Jim raced to his sister's doorway. Finally reaching it they entered together as Jim opened the door. "Kaytlin." Jim said gruffly as he entered the room "Up. Get up. NOW." he said, raising the inflection of his voice, but never yelling.

"I am your father until you become a legal adult" he said quickly, bruskly looking intently into her eyes. "If I should choose, I could have you sent to one of the best universities in the country -for anything you want. Alternately, if you fail to obey me -I can have you committed to a private insane asylum. A very nasty one -ask Liza." Jim jerked his head in the maid's direction and the young woman jumped, flinching at the memory "it is very nasty place" the woman said in a soft, lost little girl voice, obviously lost in memory.

Jim turned to Liza. "Liza, turn around and lean over the dresser there" he said, pointing to the antique dresser. Liza sprinted and leaned forward, exposing her naked ass and crotch to Kaytlin and Jim. Jim had pulled his belt loose as he had talked to Kaytlin and looked into his sister's eyes as he walked over to the hapless maid. "Liza is a refugee here, and she wants only to get an education you want to be a nurse, isn't that right, LIza?" Seeing the belt Liza nodded quickly with gritted teeth. "On my say-so she can go back to the war and fighting in her country, or she can continue to enjoy my patronage."

Jim held the belt loop up for Kaytlin to see "you may fight getting spanked -but she cannot fight it" he said and then with a quick movement turned, raised his hand above his head and then twisted his torso around and brought the belt down on the young maid's ass -causing the woman to scream loud and involuntarily. "You're taking Kaytlin's lashes, Liza -remember that. Remember that the next" Jim brought his arm up again and smashed the belt down on the woman's buttocks "...time you think of trusting her with your 'friendship'!" he brought his arm up and then smashed the belt down on the woman's ass once again.

Jim stood back, exhaling, both winded and exhilirated from the blows he delivered. "I can beat the hell out of her every time you step out of line, sister. And I will. Think about that, and think about how much you can really trust someone whom you bring pain to..."

And with that, Jim turned and left the two young women alone in her bedroom and walked quickly back to the den to pour himself a drink.

 

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Her trembling hands covered her mouth as tears poured down her face. She was completely bound to her brother's wishes for now. What was worse, for her mouthing off, this young woman had suffered greatly. As her brother left the room, Kaytlin jumped up and gently took the trembling woman's frame on her shoulders, baring her weight and laying her face down on the bed. Her ass was completely red and some areas even looked like they might blistered. "Oh, God, I'm so sorry. Please, lay there. I'll get a wet rag..." Kaytlin raced to the bathroom, practically tripping over her own feet to retrieve a cold, wet rag. Kaytlin walked back in with the dripping rag and gently lay the cold cloth on the woman's bare ass. The maid jumped up, squealing in pain as the rag settled onto her firm ass. Kaytlin couldn't see the resentment in the young woman's eyes or heart, but the warning her brother had given to her, would soon prove more valuable than she had realized.

Kaytlin sat beside the young maid and gently rubbed from the small of her back, to the top of her neck. The least she could do was to massage the person who took a beating for her sake. As Kaytlin calmed down, she realized that this was a good opportunity to talk, "Umm..what's your name. Mine's Kaytlin." She whispered softly, almost afraid that if she made too much noise in this huge home that there may be another punishment in store for her new friend.

"Liza...my name is Liza. I came from the Dominican Republic five years ago, under the patronage of your broth-I mean my master. I get to go to school. I some day want to be a nurse. Despite living like this, I know that I have opportunities here that I never had before....please...don't anger your brother...don't make him deport me." At this Liza began to cry so hard that she hiccuped with each breath she took in. It tore Kaytlin's heart strings.

"No, I promise, I'll do as he says. Even if he threatens me...that's ok. As long as no one else gets hurt, that's enough." Kaytlin reassured her as she continued to rub Liza's shoulders, trying to keep her quiet.

Liza soon began to inquire into Kaytlin's former life and she of course answered, "I have a boyfriend. I love him to death and his name is Andrew. After I turn eighteen I plan to go back to my home town and marry him." Of course Kaytlin spoke of other things, but it was the name Andrew that stuck with Liza the most as a possible trump card, she just wasn't sure how to use it yet.

Nearly an hour passed before Liza got to her feet, flinching from stretching her blistered skin. "I have to get back to work, but I won't forget what we talked about today and what we went through together. Take care of yourself Kaytlin and please, be good. I'll see you soon." Liza reassured her with a soft, kind smile, before leaving Kaytlin alone in her room.

More than anything now, Kaytlin wanted a bath. Filling the tub with hot water and liquid soap that she had found sitting on the edge of the tub, she undressed only after she was certain that the door was locked. Slipping in her toes, she sighed in relief as the water overtook her all the way to her firm breasts. Rubbing another cloth through her body, she had always been particular on the cleanliness of her body and so washed even her woman hood thoroughly. Satisfied that she was clean, she stepped out of the bath and wrapped herself in a soft white towel.

Looking through her bag, she found her salivation, a diary. Opening it to the first page she wrote, "Today, I feel I have strayed from my Shepard and now I face a wolf that I fear I may not be able to fight alone. The devil has me firmly in his grasp now..." Her writings went on to include the events of the day until she could no longer bare to write. Dropping the towel to her feet, she changed into pajamas, not in the mood to eat, only sleep as night descended on the house.

Meanwhile, Liza appeared at the door of her master's study, "She told m-me some things you might find interesting..."

 

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Jim was sipping another glass of scotch as Liza entered the room. He turned to her and smiled "then please, by all means come in -and close the door behind you." He stood up, pushing the plush leather chair back as he stood up. Liza gingerly closed the door behind her and stepped inside hesitantly. Jim walked to the half bar and pulled out a glass and poured scotch into it and then carefully dropped ice cubes into it.

"Your sister -she really is a very nice, very sweet girl" Liza said, guilt filling her voice

"And yet she is not the one who is paying several thousands of dollars to help you to better yourself -is she?" Jim asked firmly, handing the glass to the young woman who shook her head. "No -take it. For the pain. I insist." She reached out a trembling hand and looked mournfully at the glass, guilt racking her body as she stared into the ice. "I expect you to drink it, Liza" he said insistently as he turned and refilled his own glass.

"Yes, Master" she said, her face scrunching up at the harshness of the drink. "She told me of many things, she told me of your parents -who were good and righteous..." Jim snorted at that, but nodded at Liza to continue. He walked back to his desk and sat back in his leather chair while the young maid -who had moved to stand in front of his desk and look towards him, continued telling Jim in amazing detail not only what Kaytlin said, but also her inflection and gave almost clinical insights into his young sister.

Finally she stopped and Jim sipped his drink and looked appraisingly at her and smiled with pride. "But there is something special you wanted to tell me. Something you thought would make me happy -no?" Liza stood upright, her eyes lit up knowing the value he would place on everything that Kaytlin had told her about Andrew and, finishing, took a deep sip of her scotch as she saw how well Jim received the news.

Jim smiled to her "This is great -wonderful. You truly are a good and loyal employee, as well as an amazing submissive and actress." At this Liza grinned. "Take a few days off, stay in your room and recuperate from those blisters and catch up on your studies."

"And Andrew...?" Liza asked with curiosity filling her voice.

"Find out everything you can from her about Andrew" he said and bit his lip. "I'm going to want you to ..break him in. Will that be a problem?" Ever eager to please Liza shook her head enthusiastically "I'm no Domme but...sir, I quite enjoy the idea of corrupting a young man, being his first..." she cut off her sentence and Jim simply chuckled with knowing amusement and stood up, joining her in front of the desk. "I'll want you to befriend my sister, and continue to hold her confidences". He held the young woman in a tender embrace and then stood back. "But for now? Go, rest well and know you've earned your pay as well as your bonus." The young woman kissed his cheek affectionately and then walked out of the room.

Jim sat back down and finished his drink -he would get Andrew here and then recruit him, both as an employee and also as ...an implement. He wasn't sure how he would use the naive young man, but he knew that he would.

The details would come tomorrow, but for tonight he would rest.

 

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Looking through the pantry, Kaytlin found what she was searching for, oatmeal. Pouring some into a pot with hot water she waited for her breakfast while sipping a glass of water. Of course she had seen the alcohol and soda's in the fridge, but she had never been permitted to drink anything that would influence her negatively, so she had no desire towards them. Liza walked into the room dressed differently. Instead of her maid's outfit, she was dressed in casual jeans and a t-shirt. "Good morning Miss Kaytlin. I trust you slept well?" Liza inquired as she pulled a coke from the fridge and took a sip. It had been a few days since either of them had had a chance to interact, there would be strategy behind today, that much Liza was sure of.

Kaytlin smiled, "No, not really. I was...worried about a lot of things, but I'm ok now...Did you sleep well?" Kaytlin asked, hoping that the beating she had received a few days ago from her brother was the last one for a while.

"Yes, I did. Your brother has asked that we go out shopping today. Just me and you to retrieve to groceries and some other household items. Sound good?" This was a perfect opportunity. Kaytlin would view Liza as more than just a maid, but rather a friend once more. The more details she could surface from Kaytlin, the happier her master would be, and in turn, the happier she would be.

"That sounds great. Just let me finish my breakfast and get dressed and I'll be ready to go." Kaytlin hastily finished her breakfast and dressed herself in jeans, a white t-shirt, and flip-flops, eager to be going outside of this house. For the past few days she had attempted to find out more about her brother, but anytime she came to an interesting room, she found a lock, or a password was necessary for access. It was all quite frustrating.

Hopping down the stairs she met with Liza and walked out the front door into the sunlight. It was spring time so the birds were chirping happily as they took a seat in the limozine that waited for him. Kaytlin was jealous of the birds, her brother wouldn't even let them drive from one place to another. No, they had to have an escort, undoubtedly to follow their movements.

Liza's thoughts were far from escaping and closer to pleasing as the car took off toward the town. "So, I thought we could stop by the home store first and then the grocery store. I have to get some cold meats and the sooner they are refrigerated, the better they will be. What do you think about a day like this?" Liza asked, trying to start a conversation.

"I think I'm jealous of creatures I once thought I had dominion over. The birds are so free this time of year...never mind, I think I just miss Andrew and my friends." Kaytlin stated solemnly as she stared out the window.

"Hmm, what is your favorite thing about Andrew and what is his favorite thing about you?" Liza went on to inquire softly.

"I'm not sure...I think my favorite thing about him is his loyalty. He would never do anything to purposefully upset me or hurt me. I think his favorite thing about me is my patience. Even when he does something wrong, I'm always patient and listen to his side of the story." Kaytlin brightened up a little as their conversations ranged from his favorite sport, basketball, to his favorite music, country.

Before either of them knew it, it was time to go back to the house. Kaytlin became slightly aware of her brother's power over her as they passed a police officer in the store and she quickly turned from him and grabbed Liza's hand on instinct. Liza of course, didn't mind, this would only be another positive thing to tell her master on top of the research she had conducted on young Andrew. It was three o-clock when they got to the house and as was becoming her nature, after she ate, she retreated to her room to watch TV as loud as she could stand. She wanted anything to be away from this home, but little did she know that she was blinding and deafening herself from the evil's just outside her door.

 

[DOM]

James had wanted to spend the following day with his attention fully focused on Kaytlin -but that proved impossible. The climb he had made from his previous background and his current wealth had been steep and would be as easy to lose as simply missing the wrong meeting or losing the wrong client. Kaytlin, for all of her charms and beauty was his avocation -he would not put his vocation at risk for her, or anyone at all.

Half-awake he had barely enough time to shave after the phone call before he had to ride to the airport with a hastily-assembled over-night bag. One of his company's holdings were close to clearing one of the properties they had recently acquired in the small town James had grown up in, stopped only by an officer from the sheriff's department unwilling to evict the family living there. Once on the ground James assessed the situation and called in a favor from one of the sheriff's superiors. Stripped of his badge and job, the sheriff was in no position to obstruct any further and James would receive a bonus that came from the sales of the house.

He looked up this Andrew while he was there, and his surreptitious espionage took up the remainder of the days that he was gone. It took a day to track down where Andrew's father worked and who the family rented their house from. By the second day Andrew had managed to have the father fired and the house repossessed. On the third day the father had found him and angrily told him the story behind his house, which James listened to with faux sympathy. He told him that there was nothing he could do to save the house -but he was sorry to hear of the man's latest employment troubles and that he could arrange for him to move to the city and have him hired in a low-level supervisory position there.

He feigned surprise when the man realized that his son's girlfriend had the same last name, and revealed that she was his sister. He made the necessary arrangements to pay for the family's move and then returned home.

Walking into the door of the manse he threw his coat to Liza who took it and returned his bags as James rushed up the stairs to Kaytlins' room, not bothering with the formality of knocking. Bursting into her room he looked at her with a sly, haughty look. "So -care to tell me who 'andrew' is, my oh-so-virginal sister?" he asked mockingly.

 

[Kiari03]

Day time TV was so dull, yet so was trying to pick locks that she had no chance of getting into. The sudden burst into her room took her by surprise, and so did his comments. "Wh-Who told you?!" She yelled, but quickly taking a few steps back and lowering her head submissively. She knew who told, she just didn't want to admit it to herself. "Andrew is my boyfriend. We haven't done anything together, neither one of us...so yes, as if you should know..." She murmured, keeping her head low and her voice even lower. From the doorway, she could see Liza's shadow on the opposing wall, listening, but she didn't care. "There's nothing more to say to you about him." She stated, taking her seat back on the bed and pretending to be consumed in the home decorating show on tv.

With her back turned towards him, she knew that she was completely vulnerable, but she was too afraid to face him. Instead she sat there like a coward, her body shivering slightly as she did. "Please leave, please leave, please leave..." Were the thoughts that consumed her as her eyes remained glued to the TV. She knew what she was doing was an act of defiance, but she didn't care, she couldn't let her brother control everything. Damnit, even his warnings about Liza were right.

Kaytlin thought about prayer, thought about asking God for help, but what good was he right now? If he wanted to help her, he would never have had taken her parents away, never have put her in this horrible place. Why should she pray? Her faith was wavering and with it, her self confidence.

Liza, standing just outside the door, sat listening and trying to capture peeks every chance she got. She loved what she saw and heard. This time, it would be Kaytlin that would receive a beating, be raped, humiliated, and there was nothing she could do about it. For Liza, this was too good to be true, when suddenly, the door slammed in her face.

 

[DOM]

"you know who told me" James responded, moving closer to the bed. While he had hoped to retain Liza's usefulness a little longer, she really had served her purpose. "Even without her, I can use my company's resources to find out anything, at any time. So you to take a lot of hayrides together? Maybe-"
"Andrew is my boyfriend. We haven't done anything together, neither one of us...so yes, as if you should know..." James watched her move with stiff defiance back to the bed "There's nothing more to say to you about him."

James turned around as if to go and glared at Liza as he saw her scurry back from the open door. He closed it shut and then turned again to the girl on the bed. He pulled his belt out of his pants and curled it in a loop. "LOOK at me when I'm talking to you, Kaytlin!" he said, raising his arm back and lashing out at the girl's back with the belt, slapping her across the back with it.

He reached over her and threw the TV off of the bed and then grabbed a fist-full of her hair by the roots and pulled her off of the bed and dragged her down to the floor. He raised his other hand and gave her a slap across the face and then stared down at her angrily. "You've had a bad attitude since you walked in the door. I am your guardian and you'll give me the respect I deserve -even if I have to beat it into you!" he said and gave her a back-handed slap across the face.

 

[Kiari03]

Her eyes widened in shock as a wave of pain shot across her back, forcing her to involuntarily arch her back, but she quickly covered her mouth to prevent a scream. Even as he pulled her hair by the roots, slapped, and back handed her, she refused to cry out. This was all that she could do to defy him. If she didn't scream, she didn't lose. However, she didn't know how much longer she could continue to be tough. Tears welled up in her eyes as she heard his words, "O-Ok, fine!" She yelled, squirming, trying to get herself out of his tight grip. Yet, no matter how she maneuvered or thrashed, his weight was simply too great over her body.

Liza listened intently, after all, she would probably be punished for ease dropping, so she had to make it worth her while. Slipping her fingers gingerly through her maid's skirt, she began to rub her pussy with two fingers. Arching her back as she felt pleasure begin to form to the sound of another being beaten. However, she was disappointed, Kaytlin wasn't crying out like she was supposed to. This would never do, nothing was going to get finished without a few screams of pain.

Meanwhile, Kaytlin blinked a few times, trying to catch her breath as her brother's weight on her body made it more and more difficult to breathe. Despite his tight grip on her hair roots, she turned onto her back, looked up at him, and did the best thing she could think to do. She smiled, "Are you done or should I offer you my left cheek to slap?" Even with her faith wavering, she still had the sense to quote one of her favorite verses.

 

[DOM]

James lay on top of her, matching her movements with his own. Suddenly she looked up with an unexpected defiance "Are you done or should I offer you my left cheek to slap?"

This promised to be fun, and he grinned evilly down at her. "Your cheek isn't yours to offer." he said with quiet, gleeful malice. He moved his legs slightly to better pin her in place and then brought his hand back, over his right shoulder and then brought the back of his hand down across the left side of her face. He gave her a very brief moment to recover and then brought his hand up behind his left shoulder and slapped the right side of her face with his open palm.

"When our parents died, I inherited you. I own you" he said, grinning wolfishly. "And I can " He brought his hand up behind his head and slapped her across the face "slap you or I can " and with this he reached down and pulled at her blouse, the top button went flying "fuck you at my pleasure."

He stared down into her eyes, his eyes gleaming maniacally as the adrenaline and endorphins coursed through his veins. The sight of her red-faced and her hair disheveled beneath him had stoked the fires of his sexual arousal which would burn until they had consumed his own sister.

 

[Kiari03]

Each slap began to feel like a thousand needles being stuck into her skin over and over, until finally she let out a terrified scream. Her brother was insane. "Fuck you at my pleasure," These words resonated through her head as she tried desperately to break free of his grip, screaming as he continued to hold her down. The look in his eyes wasn't human at all and it terrfied her. His legs had shifted on top of her thighs and she didn't have the muscle to push him off or pull herself away. "P-Please, I'm sorry! Let me go!" She screamed, her body shaking violently as tears streaked down her face.

Liza couldn't believe it, so many screams coming from one girl...it was all too much. Already her fingers were beginning to drip with her own enjoyment. She had to get in there, but she knew she had to wait until her master was fully into Kaytlin, or risk his wrath right along beside her. She gently cracked open the door, enough to catch Kaytlin's panic stricken look. Moaning softly, she clenched her fists and slowly slid her back down the wall as she dug into herself harder and faster than she had in a long time. Biting her lip, she moved her foot against the door, nearly opening it all the way, and prayed her master wouldn't take note.

Kaytlin noticed, and it infuriated her, temporarily taking away her fear. "I hate you! With every fiber of my being I hate you!" She couldn't tell who she was yelling at, Liza or her brother, maybe both. "So if you're going to fuck me, go ahead and get it over with!" Little did she know that it wasn't that simple. She had never been taken and therefor her body required a little foreplay before Jim could even hope to enter her. For now, she was simply too small and too dry.

 

[DOM]

James smiled down at her, so focused was he on conquering his sister that he didn't yet noticed Liza's entry into the room. "Oh no -sorry, Kaytlin, it's not going to be so easy. You're special, and I want to enjoy the experience." He leaned forward and grabbed a clump of her hair in his fingers by the roots so that she could not escape and then carefully slid his body down. He kept her arms pinned under his legs but now could caress her breasts and -more importantly- open her blouse the rest of the way.

He grinned wolfishly, licking his lips and, letting go of her hair, set his fingers on her blouse and pulled it from both sides. Buttons flew through the air as he ripped her blouse open. "ah fuck...I can't wait to see what nice tits you have, my slut." he said as he slid his fingers under the bra and pushed it up, leaving her breasts exposed. He caressed them and felt them move under his hand, sliding her nipples around under his thumb.

Suddenly, he lifted his hands from her breasts and rolled off of her. Not giving her a chance to react, he lunged at her and grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks with his hand over her chin. "Now." he said intently, looking into her eyes with deadly earnestness "strip off all of your clothes -or trust me, I will beat you within an inch of your life."

 

[Kiari03]

As the buttons flew into the air, she immediately tried to move her arms to cover her exposed chest, but with his weight on her arms, she had lost the feeling in them a while ago. As his fingers pulled and rubbed her tits, the gradually, involuntarily, became harder. She wanted to yell at him, to tell him that she wasn't his anything, but by now, she didn't want anymore beatings. Kaytlin wasn't sure how much more of them she could take. As his weight came off of her arms, pins and needles shot down them as the blood flow returned to them once more. His grip on her face and the insane look in his eyes scared her more than anything, so she did as she was told. With her limp, barely awake arms, she fumbled with her pants, beginning to panic as the button became harder and more difficult to undo with her shaking fingers. Finally, her pants slipped down her slender legs along with her panties. She was completely nude in front of two people that she was completely helpless against. Laying back down, she closed her eyes, and waited for it to be over.

Liza on the other hand couldn't wait for it the begin. Slowly edging her way into the room, she sat on a corner of the bed, observing the two of them on the floor. Groaning as she came all over her hand she took in a few deep breaths before continuing her assault on her own body, all the while staring at Kaytlin's expression. This was such a huge turn on for her, a helpless girl being raped, by her own brother no less, right in front of her. She could barely keep herself away from the two, but knew better than to go in uninvited. Instead, she contented herself with a few nipple twists and pinching of her own clit to excite her once more.

 

[DOM]

James saw Liza from the corner of his eye as she sat on the corner of the bed. He had rarely allowed the woman pleasure of her own, but her presence would assist in Kaytlin's degradation. "Hmm...we have an audience, Kaytlin." he said as he bent down and gently, but firmly slid his hand under her shoulder. "Up. On your feet. I'll tell you when I want you on the ground.." Tugging at her arm, he guided Kaytlin to her feet. He looked over to Liza and saw how lost in the throws of sexual arousal she was. He turned Kaytlin to face him and lifted her chin up to look him in the eye, and then gave her cheek a light pat -just a reminder of what he could do.

"Now, dear sister of mine..." while he spoke he moved his hands to hers and then set hers on his pants. "I want you to undress me, and I want you to make sure that dear liza can see you as you do it." He looked over at Liza and nodded his head back. "I want you to sit back against the wall, and make room for Kaytlin on the bed -I'm going to give you a close-up view of my sister's deflowering." he said and a shiver of sexual excitement raced through his body, both at his words and in response to Liza's sexual arousal.

He turned his attention back to Kaytlin and lifted one hand from hers and then ran his hand sensually over her face, down her neck and over her bare shoulder, taking in the feel of her soft skin under his fingers. "This doesn't have to be bad for you, Kaytlin." he purred sensually. "I can be gentle as well as rough, and in fact I'd rather be gentle on you...it's easier for both of us" he said and leaned forward and pressed his lips lightly against hers.

 

[Kiari03]

In front of Kaytlin, with her hands gently curled on the edge of his pants, she saw a fork in the road. On the one hand, she could fight her brother, lose, all the while pleasuring Liza while failing to pleasure herself and her brother. On the other hand, she could enjoy herself, pleasure her brother, and disappoint Liza. The decision, was both a difficult and easy one to make. Her shaking seemed to stop as his lips gently connected with hers, hesitantly, and with far more grace, she pushed her lips back onto his and her body gently pressed on his as her fingers worked on his pants. Of the choices given to her, she would make Liza pay for what she had done. Kaytlin's thumbs gently pushed into his boxers as she slowly relieved him of his pants, leaving his penis to rest against her left thigh. As the kiss gently broke, Kaytlin turned her head to smirk at the stunned Liza, who, with fingers dripping, stopped mid way to stare at Kaytlin actually begin enjoy herself.

Liza glared at Kaytlin who had obviously found the only way to stop her convulsing. "Brother...can you tell me something? Let me know if I'm better than Liza was her first time..." Kaytlin whispered in his ear before giving him a soft kiss on the neck. She had seen movies with sex scenes, but she really didn't know exactly what she was supposed to do. For this, she would have to rely on the guidance of her brother. Liza finally removed her fingers from her crotch, moved against the wall as her master had ordered, and waited for them to be done.

 

[DOM]

While James enjoyed violent, degrading sex he also had a sensual side as well. After the maid had left he held his sister gently in his arms and caressed her back, her sides and her shoulders with his hands and kissed her firmly. Leaning his head back, he held her close to him and looked her softly in the eye. "To answer your question -you're already better than Liza was. She's never kissed me this way." James looked over to the now crestfallen young maid -it was an easy choice for him to make, his hot, virginal and pure kin in exchange for a quite disposable employee. "Liza, that will be all..." James said absently, dismissing the young maid from the room with his words and a gesture towards the door.

He turned his attention back to his sister and pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue over her lips and parting them with it as he pressed her body close to his, pressing his erect cock against the front of her womanly mound. He had a hand set on the small of her back and he slid it down and caressed her buttocks. "I'll be gentle -for now." he said softly, in a tone meant to reassure "but I can tell that later, when you're ready, you'll like things that are much rougher. And I'll be happy to show them to you..." he took a half step back and looked over her naked body, running his hands sensually over her arms, shoulders, breasts and sliding them over her stomach.

 

[Kiari03]

His words and actions towards Liza pleasured her as much as his soft lips on hers. Already, she was better than that bitch and she had her brother to herself. She had no idea how this feeling came into being, but she loved it. After she left, she felt her brother's tongue gently tease hers and on basic instinct, she teased back gently rubbing his tongue with hers. Laying back on the bed as his hands softly caressed her delicate body, she moaned in soft anticipation as his fingers traveled further down her body. His words did reassure her. Though she didn't know much about sex, she knew it was supposed to really hurt the first time. "Thank you brother, I'll wait for you to give me guidance...I...don't really know what to do..." She embarrassingly admitted this obvious flaw, but an innocent look crossed her face as a little more red was added to her already rosy face.

Liza was livid. Walking down the stairs, she paced up and down the hallway as she thought of a way to get her master back, a way to make Kaytlin pay. Running her fingers so roughly through her hair that it ripped out knots, an idea dawned on her. She would use Andrew. Walking into her master's office without his permission was strictly forbidden, but she knew he was preoccupied at the moment. She would make Kaytlin forget all about her brother and then, rip her heart out. Taking the contact information from her master's office, she retired to her room for the evening to make a few phone calls and meeting arrangements.

 

[DOM]

Later, the time would come when he would rape her at will -but for now it served several of his purposes to have her enjoy the experience. If she was ever to have pleasurable sex, it should be with him -and only him. Also he wanted to use the fact of her enjoyment against her at some point in the future. Lastly, he knew that regardless of anything he did, she would always feel some sort of shame in the future, and that would cause her to doubt herself and her righteouness.

He cupped her head in his hand, his fingers running through her hair as he pressed his lips to hers sensually. He moaned with approval as she swirled her tongue along with his and pressed his crotch, and his hard cock, against her womanhood. He reached a hand down and guided his cock between her legs --but instead of penetrating her he simply slid the cock against her labia, pressing it flat against her lips, putting pressure against her clitoris as he slowly moved back and forth against her.

He looked deep into her eyes "the first time will hurt, I can't help that. But I will be gentle and the pain will pass very quickly -I promise that to you" he said to her softly.