Twins in Charge (ReaperDouble0 & HotTexasCowboy)

[HotTexasCowboy]

The young man sat on the couch, the game controller in his hand, his eyes fixed on the tv screen as his avatar stalked through the desolate streets looking for zombies to kill. The teenager's dark hair was thick and shaggy, having let it grow out a bit for the summer. (He didn't have the high school swim coach ragging on him to keep his hair short to cut down on water drag.) Dempsey was a fit and well-toned eighteen year old, ready to start his senior year in high school, and he still swam laps and did strength workouts to be ready for the varsity. Right now his face was in a concentrated frown, trying to keep from losing his last "life" in the game.

"Hey, Dempsey, we're about ready for lunch. You wanna go get the brat?" Melissa was his sister, his twin. They were fraternal twins, of course, and she shared his dark hair, which was cut in curved bangs that framed her face. She was wearing bermuda shorts and a tee shirt as she looked out from the kitchen serving window. Melissa was also ready for her senior year, and expected to have a good one. She was set to compete for a leadership role on the cheerleading squad, and her body, curvy and toned, looked the part. She didn't mind that the other two had pretty much left the cooking to her; she enjoyed it and served up some pretty advanced dishes for supper. For lunch, though, she just settled for sandwiches.

"Where is she?" Dempsey asked, trying not to lose focus on the game. They both regarded their sister, two years younger, as part nuisance, part subject to their age superior abuse. After all, Mom and Dad had left the two older sibs "in charge" while they took their two week 'second-honeymoon' cruise. Dempsey had access to the family car, the credit card, and the bank account, and it was agreed that Melissa would pretty much run the house.

"Up in her room, isn't she?" Melissa answered, knowing the younger girl was not to leave without getting permission from her older siblings.

"Yeah, I think," Dempsey answered, still distracted. "Probably chatting on Facebook or looking at porno," he said with a smirk.

"She better not be!" Melissa snapped. "You know how the folks get in a snit if we're caught doing anything like that."

"Like that ever stopped us," Dempsey answered, turning aside just long enough to give Melissa a quick leering grin. Both twins shared with each other their sexual adventures at high school. "Shit!" he exclaimed; the look aside had lost him his character's life to a sneak zombie attack. He put aside the controller and rose. "Okay, I'll go get her."

He took the steps to their bedrooms two at a time, his sneakers barely making a sound as he approached their youngest sister's door. With a sly grin, and no warning, he suddenly pushed open the door and strode in. "Hey, little sis," he called out. "Time for lunch--"

He stopped and stared...

 

[Lynnette]

Sora was sitting in her bed, lent up to the wall with her laptop in front of her. She had spent quite a while collecting up money for it, but she finally had collected up enough money for it. It was an Asus-laptop, 17'3 inches and it had an i7-processor. Besides this, she also got herself some extra RAM for it, as well as a SSD-memory, just to make sure it wouldn't back down when it came to speed. Not that the power of the laptop itself was the most important thing in Sora's life, but it still felt like a personal achievment to have afforded a laptop with equipment for almost 2 000 dollars. There was a TV standing on the writing-desk in front of her as well. She had gotten the TV half price because she bought for so much money. It was only a 36 inch, but it was still better to watch movies on or whatever she desired to use it for really.

Sora herself wasn't exactly one of those super-hyper girls who spent ages finishing her make-up. She had pitch-black hair with red tips that was currently pretty messy. Some of her hair usually covered her eyes so she had to more or less see through the hairs to be able to read, but the solution was naturally as easy as using a hairpin. She was not what you would call social either. She had her fair bunch of friends, yes. She just wasn't one of those that would go and spend 50 dollars on a salad like she knew a lot of others would. It just wasn't something she considered as worth paying for. Either that, or she was just too careful with her money. She would of course tag along to the cinema or a movie-night, but that wasn't far from the limit of what she bothered tagging along to. People that knew her properly would know that she would usually wear a pair of slightly baggy jeans and a boring T-shirt. She stood about 5'6 feet high, and she was pretty slim. Generally fit as well, even though she wasn't working out a lot.

Today, she was wearing a black tank-top and a pair of black shorts that reached just past her knee's. A not too interesting black bra to cover over her C-breasts and a pair of uninteresting black summer-socks. To say it simple, she was a fan of black. One of her hands was currently under her shorts, more spesificaly in her panties with one finger inside of her pussy. As she could hear her brother's voice saying something about food, she sighs a little. She felt stressed, so she moved a little to make it look like she was using the touch-pad on the laptop with that hand. If she pulled out the hand, it would be too clear what she had been doing. "Not hungry" She knew that her brother would probably enter her room anyways, but so be it. It didn't mean a thing to her really. She had locked the door, but she forgot about the spare key hanging on the wall. Even though she thought she had both of the keys, she made sure to at least minimize the reddit-folder she had open. She had been using it for the last few days, searching for things like sex etc. just out of curiosity. Currently, she had searched for anal-sex. She didn't know why, she just felt like it. She opened Facebook and started a short conversation with one of her friends instead of bothering to think about the brother she was sure was locked out. She didn't realize that her brother was in her room before shortly afterwards. "Anything else?" She asked, really wanting him to leave.

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Dempsey hadn't been much surprised at Sora's call through the door to ignore lunch. Mom and Dad had been pretty adamant on them getting their little sister to eat three square meals a day. They said they were worried about her snacking the day away with sweets and getting fat, but Dempsey suspected their real worry was about Sora maybe becoming anorexic. It was the 'black' thing, he figured, making them think she'd get all depressed and anti-social. He wasn't taking it very seriously; girls went through phases, after all, and frankly, so had he at her age.

In any case, he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer, so he took the key he'd been hanging onto just in case, and quietly unlocked her door. Figuring to surprise her, he sneaked in silently, seeing her apparently engrossed at her computer. Her posture was a bit strange, even strained, and his eyebrows furled until he figured it out. The laptop was actually on top of her hand, which was... well... He started to smile slyly. The little minx! Just what is she looking at? he wondered. At that point she noticed him and tried to shrug it off with a smart remark.

"You're coming to lunch, Sora," he said, approaching her, beside the bed and now able to get a skewed look at her screen. "Mom and Dad's orders, so now it me and Melissa saying it. You're not skipping any meals... Who you talking to?" he added, seeing the Facebook chat open. He could also see a Reddit tab shrunk along the bottom of the screen.

He was bending down to squint at the screen, but that just put him into position to suddenly grab the lapdop and pull it up from her lap. He could now see her lower arm tucked under her shorts, and making it obvious where the fingers must be. "Now what's got you all hot and bothered, little sister?" he teased, tapping the touchpad to re-display the Reddit screen. He quickly saw the topic.

"Anal Sex!" he said aloud, more strongly than he'd intended. He thrust the laptop back to her, but stood up with his hands on his hips. "Okay, Sora, you're coming with me. You, me, and Melissa need to have a talk. And lunch, too."

 

[Lynnette]

As Sora realize that her brother was in her room, she quickly looked around in the room for the keys, not understanding. When she see the key to her door and the other key, she realize that the other one was probably just some padlock-key. When he walks up to her laptop and snap it out of her lap, she just begs that he wouldn't think about what tabs was open and what wasn't. Sora wanted to use the moment to move away her hand, but her brother looked in her direction too fast. As he commented it, she started blushing. It was hard to see though, considering the red tips of her hair camouflaged the color of her cheeks to a decent level.

In the time between the little shout-out about what she had been searching for and when he pushed the laptop back at her, Sora quickly pulled out her hand and ran it along the sheet just in case. When he thrusts the laptop back at her, she grab it with her left hand, the one she had been using for the keyboard and touch-pad. She puts it aside before she looses balance. She sighs a little, hoping her brother didn't notice how much she was blushing. She slowly get's out of the bed and starts walking out of the room, hanging with her head like she normally did something that others considered as bad. She realized that Melissa most likely would be in the kitchen considering that Dempsey said that she had to eat. When she reached the kitchen, she just pulled out one of the chairs and sat down slowly, looking down at the wood the table was made of, her hair mostly covering her face.

Sora's mind was working like crazy, trying to process what just happened while trying to understand what was about to happen at the same time. She started thinking about worst-case scenario's like calling their parents or just being dicks against her. Until now, the stay without parents had been alright, but she didn't really talk much with their family at all, specially not her older siblings. Her parents was simply a source of money while her siblings felt like bullies all though they usually didn't care too much about her. <I wonder how it would be if I had a sister or brother as well... Would I have a relationship with him or her like they have, or would things still be the same... Meh, why do I even bother thinking about things like that? Even how much I want it, I wont get a twin...> she thought to herself as she was waiting for a reaction from her sister or brother.

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Melissa looked up as Sora entered and went right to her seat. "Hey, glad you could make it," she greeted her little sister, although her greeting was heavily tinged with sarcasm, as it always seemed like a major chore for Sora to do something simple like come to lunch. Sora wasn't giving anything back, it seemed, just sitting with her head tilted forward to bury her face behind her hair. What is with this girl? she thought, not for the first time, finding Sora more and more difficult to read. Dempsey came it after her, and the twins had always been able to read each other better, being the same age and similar outgoing types. Right now, Melissa thought he looked like the cat that had just swallowed the canary, and pretty smug with himself for the deed. She gave him a subtle so-what's-up gesture, and moved to the refrigerator to get some drinks. He quickly moved up beside her, and they talked in hushed tones, Sora couldn't hear.

"Guess what our little ghoul was up to," he offered. "No, don't even try: She was fingering herself while looking up porn," he announced. "The little vampire is growing up."

Melissa scoffed, although she was surprised. "About time. By her age, I was blowing half the basketball team. So what was she looking at?"

"Reddit posts, on the topic of anal sex," he reported. "I suppose we should do something about this..." he added hopefully.

"Lunch first," Melissa said briskly as she turned around, carrying some soda cans to the table. Small plates with sandwiches were already in place. The older twins took their seats and Melissa urged Sora to start eating. "You need your strength, sis. You're too thin as it is."

They ate mostly in silence, although Melissa and Dempsey were exchanging glances and subtle facial gestures that they seemed to be able to read between them. Eventually the twins were finished and had given Sora a fair chance to be. Dempsey took up the plates and glasses, while Melissa precluded giving Sora a chance to escape.

"Hold it right there, Sora," she said in her best Mommy voice. "Looks like we have some things to talk over." Dempsey returned to the table, but Melissa was holding the floor. "You know that Mom and Dad left us in charge, right? You're too young to be looking after yourself, and they made it clear that Dempsey and I were running things here, and responsible for you, too. Now, am I supposed to send them a text and tell them what was going on up in your room? You know they'd go ape and come right back here to give you the going over they'd think you deserve."

Dempsey held out a hand, laying it on the nearest hand of his twin, gesture of comfort and attempted easing. "Hold on, sis. We really don't want to interrupt this trip of the folks, do we? They've been preparing for this for months. And," he shifted his gaze to Sora, "fortunately for you, we don't have quite the same attitude toward sex that the 'rents do. Still, we are in charge. Now, you need to ask yourself something, Sora. Do you want Mom and Dad involved in this, or are you willing to understand that Melissa and I need to be in control here, and decide what's best for you?"

 

[Lynnette]

Sora could hear the clear sarcasm in her sisters voice. All though she didn't really pay a lot of attention to her older siblings, she could read them like open books when she tried. She had found out in no time that they thought rather similar in a lot of settings, but in other settings, their thoughts could be entirely different. But pushing those thoughts aside, she heard her brother walk into the room and called her a ghoul. She guessed that her older siblings couldn't hear her, but as time passed, identifying mean words was more or less her specialty. She didn't really care about it though. He and her older sister had always been close. It wasn't unusual that she felt like the fifth wheel of the wagon, the one that was unneeded. It didn't matter much really. He could call her whatever he wanted, and she wouldn't feel offended by it. Words were just words after all. Just empty meaningless sounds that we, the humans, thought of as something genius. I couldn't stand that people thought that words was the most binding contract existing. Like if you said you would do something, it would have to happen. Words were just lies. It was actions that told things. It was actions that made it clear who just had it in their mouths and who there were that could actually stand for what they said.

As Melissa said they should eat first, Sora just reached out slowly for a plate with regular cheese and ham sandwiches and took one of them. She took a small bite of it, not really looking at the soda. It was a strange habit she had developed over the years. When she was younger, their parents used to say to her that she 'drank herself full'. It was more of a joke of course, but as time passed, she usually ended up with eating a little before she touched the water or soda or whatever there was to drink. After eating about half of the sandwich, she opened the soda casually and filled her cup.

By the time they had finished eating, Sora remained sitting by the table. Out of the many things she could possibly do, she wouldn't run and hide. She had no intentions in trying to sneak away from the little speech her older brother most likely had been planning through the meal. To her surprise, it was her sister that started the speech. It was obvious that she wanted to call their parents. Sora didn't really care though. If they did call their parents, the whole deal would be forgotten in a week. Well, their parents would possibly remain angry for a little longer because they had to cancel their trip. Maybe no PC for a month? Well, it didn't matter much. She already knew about her older siblings 'adventures', so she could always do a small backstab on them by using that against them. But that would seem childish. Yet, she would have at least a few days to decide if she wanted to use it against them or not.

Then, her brother stepped into the picture and said against her sister. It felt almost strange, considering those two usually agree'd to what the other one meant. Sora quickly realized that Dempsey would push the decision on to her. A classic scenario. "Do whatever that suits you. I can't say I really care if you give them a call or not. The consequences will be there regardless" She finished. She felt confident about her response. It made her seem mature, at least in her mind, as well as she pushed the decision away from herself, considering that she didn't really want to be the one to choose.

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Melissa seemed unsatisfied by Sora's statement. Her jaw set firmly, and she stared at her little sister with narrowed eyes, until finally she snapped out, "Fine!" She reached for her cell phone and started setting up a text message. She spoke aside to her brother. "Last time they were P.O.d at her, I heard Dad talking about Saint Catherine's." That was a reference to a private boarding school run by nuns. It was well known and feared by most kids for its strict discipline and heavy restrictions."

Again Dempsey put up his hand and sought to stop his twin sister's actions. "Wait, wait, wait, Melissa. Take a minute; don't be hasty, or you'll do something you'll regret." Melissa paused, then frowned and closed the phone with the message unfinished and unsent. Dempsey waited her out, then continued. "She's just curious, that's all. Curious about sex." He turned to look at Sora, talking to both of them. "She's never had a boyfriend... I don't think she's even been on a date. Sora, you're a virgin, aren't you?"

 

[Lynnette]

Sora still remained unaffected, even after the Saint Catherine part. Of course she didn't want to go there, but she wasn't planning on starting to rage or something at her older siblings. If she did, it would most likely only get worse. Based on experience so far, she had found out that her way of communicating with them was to use as few words as possible and generally keep away from them. It wasn't necessarily the smartest way, but it worked for her.

When her brother asked about her sex-life, she was slightly stunned, and even though her face was mostly covered by her hair, it was clear that Dempsey hit a weak spot. It took a few seconds before she even reacted. "I don't have any reason to share every detail of my life with you two. For all you could know, I could have a lot more active sex-life than you two had in high-school. Yes, I know about it. Talking with others as well as each other through the internet isn't that smart when I could check the router-log through the computer in dads office. What you stated is correct though."

Sora knew she sounded like some sort of a smarty-pants as she talked, but so be it. It was the perfect opportunity to show that she knew more about them than they knew. It could of course also end up with them getting either desperate or angry, but then she would have the joy of being the one that spread those words in their hearts. Now, she was more curious about the outcome than scared. "Oh, I forgot to mention that I saved the file with the log in. And it's dated and everything."

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Sora might have gotten some satisfaction from the reaction of her older sister. Melissa's brow furled and her expression darkened, clearly angered at her younger sister's threat to expose them. "Well, aren't you the devious little bitch nerd!" she snarled. She had more to say, but she was interrupted by the surprising response from her brother. He burst out laughing.

"Oh Sora, you have it all figured out, don't you? There's only one problem with your little plan. Melissa and I are already approved for college. I'm going to Michigan State, and she's off to Oregon. We have full scholarships, tuition and board. Plus there's the trust fund from Great-Uncle Louis that we can live off of, once we turned 18. So, Mom and Dad really have no leverage over us anymore. We could even move out for our senior year, if we needed to. You, on the other hand, are stuck here for at least two more years, under their complete control. And if you were to carry through on this silly threat of yours, who do you think would get the benefit of their anger, hmm? In our case, it's what you would call water under the dam. Not so for you. Saint Catherine's would probably be the least of your worries."

Melissa was listening closely to Dempsey's analysis, and feeling better about it as he talked. But Sora's attitude was still bothering her a lot. "You're right, Dempsey," she nodded. "But, even so, I'm not going to put up with her crap any more. We're in charge, and she's going to learn what that means."

Dempsey looked at his sister, his laughter gone but a sly smile still there. "Good point, Sis," he nodded. "All right, what shall we do about it?"

Melissa stared down at Sora, her eyes still intent and hard. "First of all, bad girls get a spanking. Right now." She patted the table. "Get her up here."

Dempsey's smile broadened as he rose and went to Sora, grabbing her arm. His strength was obvious as he sought to pull her up out of her chair and push her face down on the table, bent at the waist.

 

[Lynnette]

Even though Sora could see the slightly scared look in her older sister's face, she didn't care too much. She had been expecting a similar reaction anyways. She knew she would have reacted like that. It was pretty obvious. Her plan was perfect. She had been thinking about it since she found the files during some homework. She hadn't thought too much about it the first few days, but when she looked more detailed through the files, she easily found all the sexual talk that went from her older sibling's laptops. Thinking it would might come in handy later on, she decided to keep the files for later.

When Dempsey started talking however, it was her turn to be shocked. Well, shocked and angry. Sora had no intentions to go to Saint Christine. She had spilled her last good card on hand though. When she looked down at the imaginary hand, all there was left was to improvise. She wasn't half bad at improvising, but she still wanted to drive safe rather than risky. She bit her tongue slightly, a bad habit she had when she was stressed. "Well if you two were 'allowed' to have such an active sex life, then I got some issues in seeing why me touching myself should be counted as the end of the world"

Before she knew it, her sister had suggested to spank her. She could feel a few drops of sweat roll down her forehead. She looked at them both and realized that they were serious. Almost wanting to cry, Sora tried to resist when Dempsey grabbed her hand. Trying to fight loose, she tried to apologize. "S- Sorry, I didn't mean to sound so rude... Please don't do this..." She said, but before she knew it, she had her face pressed to the counter. She didn't even bother trying to fight against Dempsey. The only thing she could think of now, was to either kick Melissa in the stomach hard enough to make her sick or to take it as a 'man'.

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Melissa knew her sister well enough to figure she would strike back if given the chance. Her anger at her little sister's attitude was shifting into a different sort of excitement, however. She had almost been joking when she suggested a spanking, but Desmond had embraced the idea so eagerly, and now Sora was bent over and almost helpless to prevent it. Melissa approached her from the side, wary of a back kick from the otherwise restrained girl. "So, time to start learning your lessons," she said, grinning despite herself. She leaned over, stretched out her hand, and gave Sora two hard smacks on her shorts.

"Shit!" she complained, holding up her hand and looking to her brother. "My hand's already tingling, and she's hardly felt a thing through those pants."

Dempsey's grin was even more evil than his sister's. "You're right, sis. If this is going to mean anything, she'll need to feel it." He gripped her wrists and twisted them together in the small of her back, then encompassed both in an iron grip of one hand that pressed her upper body onto the table. With his other hand, he reached to her waistband and forcefully yanked down her shorts to her knees. This had the effect of further restricting her leg movement; and, of course, baring her black panties. "Try it now, Melissa," he urged.

Melissa reached to swat Sora twice more on each butt cheek. The thin panties offered much less protection for Sora from the effects of her spanks. There was an excited grin on Melissa's as she administered punishment, and when she paused again. "No, not good enough," she said, almost under her breath, and then her hands went to Sora's hips and pulled down the younger sister's panties to mid-thighs, completely baring her ass. "My hand's still tingling," Melissa said to her brother. "You take a turn."

Dempsey still pressed down on Sora with an athlete's strength, holding her in place with one hand. Grinning, he raised his other and smacked it into her bare cheeks strongly. He did so half a dozen times, leaving her bottom glowing pink and tender.

 

[Lynnette]

Sora decided on trying to take the pain as maturely as possible. In other words, she would try to remain silent through the entire time. Well, as silent as possible that is. It was her first time actually being spanked though. Spanking wasn't something she would really think much about though. It belonged in the past in her eyes. However, she was just about to feel it herself though, something she wasn't too hyped up about.

When the first slap came, Sora felt surprisingly little. When the second came, she thought the same. And Melissa was obviously thinking the same as she suggested to pull down the shorts. She felt embarrassed when Melissa pulled down the shorts, revealing the rather plain black panties covering her pretty average butt. When the first slap came after that, Sora bit her teeth together to not make a noise. She continued to do this through the entire time as she tried to focus on the lock of hair that was right in front of her eyes instead, taking her thoughts away from the pain.

When Melissa suggested Dempsey to take over, Sora almost panicked. Her brother was defiantly more eager than his sister. When he stroke the first time, Sora let out a small gasp of pain, as well as letting out a few tears. She had been trying to hold them back throughout the spanking, but it was obvious now that it had been a waste. And when Dempsey moved her arms so he could hold both her hands with one of his, Sora's left hand ended up in a slightly unnatural angle that hurt. When Dempsey finally was done, there was a small pond of tears under her eyes. However, she had spent the time to think. The proof from the PC was maybe useless now, but she could might turn this into something useful to ruin her siblings lives. To prevent them from ever getting a job and making them end up in jail. It would sadly involve her being raped, but she was almost willing to let them rape her if it would result in her getting her revenge over them. "I'm surprised Dempsey... I really thought you could hit harder than Melissa. But I guess you being so sporty is just a big fat lie then. You actually hit weaker than a girl... I'm surprised you can even fall asleep with such shame resting on your shoulders. But, I guess it's something that you end up being able to live with". Sora hoped that this would piss off her brother so bad he would end up not thinking of why she said such a thing. It would seem stupid of her if the anger didn't blind him. It was a shot in the dark, but it could maybe work.

 

[HotTexasCowboy]

Intended or not, it was Melissa who responded to the taunting. "You little tramp! You're just begging for a beating, aren't you!" Her hands went back to spanking Sora's naked ass a few times before she was interrupted by Dempsey's laughing. She looked at him with some irritation. "We can't let her talk to you, to us like that!" she insisted.

"Oh, am I supposed to be enraged over her little taunting?" he shook his head, mirth still in his voice. "She'll have to try a lot harder than that to make me mad." He reached up by her head and ran his finger on the counter, bringing it back to rub the moisture of her tears before Melissa's eyes. "I'd say she's feeling it well enough. What I'm wondering is what she really needs to feel." His hand went to her ass, not in a spank, but rubbing it as a caress. "Remember what I told you I saw in her room?" he reminded Melissa. "You know why I think she's so pissy? She's just frustrated. She doesn't know what it really feels like to feel good." His fingers eased down to tease between her thighs, pushing through and then rubbing up upon her sex lips. He slid his fingers along the folds a few times, straining to reach the place where her clitoris lay hidden. His touch was knowledgable, but after a few seconds, he withdrew.

"Come now, sis," he urged Melissa. "Who knows best how a girl wants to feel than another girl. Why don't you show her how it's done."

Melissa caught his saucy grin. While he still held Sora in place, Melissa took over teasing Sora's backside, between her thighs, then over her uncovered pussy. She seemed to know just where to touch and rub and caress to excite the right nerves. Dempsey suspected his little sister wanted him to attack her, which is why she'd taunted him. But he decided that she needed to learn to beg for what they could do for her. Once they made her body need it...