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tng- SIXTEEN - The 2nd Basketball Game
Soon after Hank and Mary Lang arrived they started preparations for dinner. They asked Greg and Natalie to help by cleaning up some of the clutter in the kitchen and set the table. As usual, the kids said they had to wash up first and disappeared. Greg soon came back, emptied the garbage, and arranged the chairs into position for dinner. Mrs. Lang was surprised when she saw Greg pull out the tableware and start setting up the place settings. Greg and Natalie usually squabbled about who had to do that chore and Natalie usually ended up doing most of it.
Natalie came out and saw her brother setting the table. "Thank you, Greg," she said sincerely.
Greg had expected Natalie to be smug and vindictive after the day's adventure. It was her chance to even the score after years of his manipulations and torments. He detected none of that in Natalie's demeanor. "You're welcome," he replied simply.
Natalie pulled out the condiments and set them up as Greg finished setting the table. They collided as they reached a common spot on the table. Instead of the usual bickering and blame that always emanated from such a conflict, there was, "Opps, sorry," and "No problem." Mrs. Lang looked over at her offspring. "They must want something," she thought to herself.
Dinner seemed almost surreal to the parents. There were "pleases" and "thank yous" in place of "gimmies" and "get it yourselfs." When the chicken plate came around, Greg let Natalie have the drumstick with no quarrel. At dessert, Natalie was serving the ice cream and gave Greg ample chocolate sauce instead of her usual practice of shorting him just for spite. Clean-up after dinner had never gone smoother. The kids worked in harmony with one washing the dishes as the other wiped them dry and put them away.
When the kids finished cleaning the kitchen, Mrs. Lang was perplexed and still had no clue what the kids were up to. "Okay," she said finally addressed the two of them. "Who are you two, and what have you done with my kids?"
Greg and Natalie both laughed at that. It was their mom's way of saying "I know you're up to something and I want to know what."
Greg was the first to speak. "Nothing's up, Mom," he said. "I just don't want to get grounded again, you know, like I was on Saturday."
Mrs. Lang didn't believe him but let it drop anyway. Greg was flushed when he made his reply and Natalie wasn't talking. She figured she would find out soon enough. When the kids departed to their rooms for the night, she looked over at Hank with a puzzled look. Hank returned her look. "What?" he said in response to her unspoken concern. "I'm glad that my method of disciplining Greg is finally having a positive effect. That grounding really turned him around."
Mary smiled at him and sighed to herself. She knew Hank really believed that his simple grounding was at the bottom of this behavior change. There was no point in disputing that belief. Time would tell.
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Larry was feeling heady when he got home. With an effort, he dove into his homework. He knew he had a bunch to do and he hadn't exactly been devoted to it this past week. With thoughts of the girls, the activities, and the change in his friends, Larry had trouble concentrating. Additionally, he was sore and horny. His thoughts were more on calling Priscilla at 9:00 than they were on his studies. Throughout the evening, his hand found its way to his crotch and he couldn't resist a stroke or more. He had to force himself to restrain himself as he brought himself close to cumming as he waited for the time to call Priscilla. He was feeling so horny and so submissive; he couldn't take his eyes off the clock as the last few slow minutes approached 9 o'clock.
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Tanya had to concentrate on her driving as she headed home. The weekend had awakened new feeling in her and her relationship with Greg had literally been turned upside down. She really liked him and she had been cultivating a relationship that she hoped would become serious. Without really thinking about it, she had always assumed that their relationship would evolve into a traditional male dominated one. Her concern before this weekend was that she might lose him if she didn't "put out" or at least let him progress in his sexual advances. Now that had all changed. She had absolute control on any sexual activity. She not only loved the power she now had, she was relieved now that she could dictate the pace of their evolving relationship without the fear of losing him. She grinned to herself when she thought about Natalie having control of Greg's orgasm tonight. She was well aware of the animosity between the two of them. She knew it was going to kill Greg to ask Natalie for permission. She was more than a little curious to know how Natalie would respond.
Best of all, she intuitively knew Greg felt a strong feeling of being helpless to go against her wishes. She intended to reinforce that feeling of helplessness. She wanted him to be totally dependent on her emotionally. Her eyes twinkled as she looked at herself in the rear view mirror. She was beautiful and she knew it. She felt a rush from the thought that she could use that beauty as a strong tool to help cement Greg's enslavement.
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Greg got ready for bed and tried to read. Instead of reading, his mind went over what had happened to him that day. He had been thoroughly stripped of his dignity in front of his friends and his sister. He had been totally enslaved by Tanya before he even had an inkling of the submission of the other two boys. His will to resist had not only had shattered, he was left with a craving to submit to Tanya. As he thought about it, he realized that craving extended to his sister and Priscilla as well... maybe to all females. He found himself awestruck by females. They were superior to males. He could not resist. He wallowed in the sensations imparted by feeling helpless to resist this urge to submit. "Yes," he said to himself. "I should feel totally humiliated, but I don't. I feel proud. I'm proud to be Tanya's slave." Women were goddesses. He was the luckiest guy in the world to be the slave of the goddess of goddesses.
Greg pulled his thoughts back to earth and contemplated his feelings toward his sister. For the first time in his life, he felt guilty about the way he had treated her. Today was the first day he considered her to be human instead of a kid sister brat. Not only human, but when the feeling of submission surfaced in his thoughts, she too was a goddess. He was puzzled by Natalie's attitude toward him at dinner. Her behavior at dinner indicated that she forgave him and treated him as a friend without the need to extract the revenge that he so deserved. Greg surmised that Natalie had such a strong advantage, she could do anything at any time and didn't need revenge. Tanya had put him at Natalie's mercy. As his mind worked on the situation he felt himself harboring submissive feelings toward his sister. He was helpless to resist her. She was a female to be worshipped. And he was incredibly horny.
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Priscilla was humming to herself that evening. She was enjoying recounting the events of the last few days in her mind. She didn't try to suppress the erotic feelings that she felt as she lingered over the details. She claimed she was doing homework, but instead she started a journal. She didn't want to ever forget any of the details of this exciting new path of her life. She pulled out the box of pictures that had been taken and savored each one. She wrote an entry about each plus the activities that occurred between the shots. She was not surprised when she heard a tentative knock on her door leading to the bathroom.
She closed her journal and put the photos anyway before she went to the door. She opened it to see her brother standing sheepishly in front of her. He was flushed and it occurred to her that it probably took all his courage to knock. She had no doubt as to why. He was horny enough to overcome the obvious embarrassment of seeking her out. "This is so delicious," she thought to herself. She was able to contain all but a flicker of a smile as she looked at her humbled brother. She said nothing. She was well aware of his discomfort and she savored it. They both knew why he was there and they both knew that they each knew that the other knew. And Priscilla just stood there, waiting for Dan to swallow his pride and ask.
The longer he stood there, the fewer options presented themselves to find a graceful way to broach the subject. Finally, he just made the plunge. "Um, Cilla, I was wondering if... well Natalie said I should ask you... I mean she..." He paused again. He hadn't thought it would be so hard to actually ask this of his sister. He mentally kicked himself for not thinking of what to say before hand. Now he was feeling like an idiot. "Um, never mind," he said finally. Red faced, he turned rapidly and retreated into his room, shutting the door behind him.
Priscilla could sense his feelings and was totally amused by her brother's behavior. She fought the impulse to follow him. Shutting her door, she went back to her desk and resumed making entries in her journal. This was part of what she wanted to record. She had a feeling he would be back and wondered how long it would take.
Dan threw himself on his bunk. He had embarrassed himself in front of his sister for no reason. His mind went back to the events of the past couple of days. His thoughts dwelled on Natalie and the way she had played with his cock... the humiliation he felt when she tied the bow on him... her grin as she gave Priscilla the final say for him to obtain release tonight... He knew she wanted him be feel embarrassed tonight in front of his sister. It was part of her game. Feeling like a pawn in the game was having its effect on his submissive nature and he could not help but have a raging hard on. Without thought, he stroked his shaft through his pants as submissive thoughts and memories played through his head. He pulled his hands away from himself. He knew he would soon go too far. The girls would know, it was beyond his ability and desire to hide that fact from them. He really needed relief. He was ready to swallow what little pride he had left.
Priscilla laughed when she heard the knock again. She contained her laughter to just a grin when she opened the door. Dan felt her amusement, but was beyond caring. "Please, Sis. May I have permission to cum?" he blurted out.
Priscilla's eyes were twinkling with amusement. "But Dan," she replied coyly. "You're fully dressed. Surely you don't expect to cum with your clothes on."
Dan made one final grasp to try to avoid being totally humiliated. "Please, if you give permission, I can return to my room and not bother you."
Neither of them believed that she would accept that proposal. "No," she replied as expected. "I want you to strip here and then I'll decide if I'll let you cum."
Dan had expected that reply. He flushed as he realized that he had to strip for the sole amusement of his sister. What surprised him was the realization hit him that he would have been disappointed if she had simply agreed to his request and allowed him to beat off alone in his room. He was finding the humiliation was stimulating and increased his need to cum. With hesitancy, he slowly shed his clothing and felt the embarrassment of exposing his throbbing erection to his sister. The fact that it was his sister seemed weird to him, but he couldn't deny the erotic rush he was feeling.
Priscilla smiled at her naked brother. "I'll let you cum," she said kindly. "But I want to do it. Come over and kneel by me," she said as she returned to her desk and sat down.
Dan still felt self conscious being in this state in front of his sister. Regardless, his spirits soared at her words and he eagerly followed her. He knelt in a position where Priscilla could easily reach his eager shaft. He spread his knees and clasped his hands behind his head.
Priscilla pulled out some lotion from a drawer and sensuously spread it over his shaft and lightly stroked him with her right hand. She reached for the wastebasket and held it in front of her brother. "Hold this," she told him. "We don't want anything to spill on my floor."
Dan brought his hands down from his head to take the basket. He placed the basket on the floor with a hand resting on it, ready when needed. He held his other hand behind him to allow Priscilla full access to him. He couldn't believe how turned on he was even though it was his sister.
Priscilla smiled at him as she intensified her stroking. "You know that Natalie will not be as nice as I am," she said. "I think that she enjoys having you hot and horny. Remember when she had you helpless and teased you last night?"
Dan remembered. The thought sent a rush to him as he remembered and without thinking about it, his body started thrusting more vigorously to Priscilla's strokes. He looked up at his sister as saw that she was expecting an answer to her question. "Yes," he said finally. "I'll ever forget last night."
"You are lucky to have such an understanding sister," she said with a teasing voice as the stroking was increasing in intensity.
The phone rang.
Still holding his penis, Priscilla stopped the stroking and answered the phone with her free hand. She glanced at the clock. "Nine o'clock sharp," she said in lieu of her usual "Hello." The time was precisely 9:00.
"Um yeah, I guess it is," Larry responded lamely. The fact that the call was precise and she noticed meant they both were aware that Larry had counted the minutes to make the call. There was no secret that she knew his state of need. "You asked me to call around nine," Larry continued.
Dan was dismayed with the timing of the call and groaned quietly when his sister stopped stroking.
Priscilla felt a bit giddy having two obviously horny boys wanting her permission. She basked in the feeling of power even as she appreciated the humor of the situation. Both boys were willing to compromise any sense of dignity they may have felt. "Oh yes I did," Priscilla affirmed. "Nice that you are so prompt. Have you been thinking about me?" she asked teasingly.
Larry chuckled dryly at her question. "You know I have. I haven't been able to think of anything else since this afternoon."
Priscilla giggled a bit. "Is that right?" she teased. She looked down at her brother who was also in a desperate state as he knelt beside her. She was amused that Dan was obviously not happy with the interruption. When Larry didn't immediately respond, she pressed him. "I forget. What was it you were to call me about?"
Larry's voice dropped to almost a whisper. "You said you would decide if I might cum tonight," he replied. "Please," he continued. "You can't imagine the state I'm in right now."
Priscilla laughed lightly. "Oh I don't have to imagine. All I have to do is look at Dan. He is right here in a desperate state of need." Priscilla giggled a bit. "I have to admit that I'm aggravating that need." Dan flushed as he heard his sister so casually mention his compromised state to his friend.
"Dan's there?" Larry asked in surprise. "Should I call back later?"
"No," Priscilla replied as she enjoyed being the center of attention of both boys. "Why don't you describe what your state is? I'll ask Dan if that is how he is feeling."
Larry was profoundly disappointed when he heard Dan was with Priscilla. He had been counting the minutes until he could talk with her. He had hoped, more than hoped, he had expected he would be allowed to cum. When Priscilla had told him to call, he sensed that Priscilla was intending to say yes. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but it led him to high expectations. He had been horny and ached with blue balls all evening. His activity leading up to the phone call had him desperate for release. Now, Dan was there and was going to ruin everything. It would be hard enough for him to privately lose all pride and beg Priscilla privately. But now Dan changed all that.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Priscilla taunted when Larry didn't respond to her suggestion. With a grin, she looked down at her brother and winked a conspiratorial wink.
Dan was fidgeting as well. He didn't want to hear about his friend. He feared (with good reason) that Priscilla would use this conversation with Larry to complicate his own request to cum.
"I need to cum," Larry finally eked out the words.
"He says, he needs to cum," Priscilla said to Dan. "Is that how you feel too?" she queried teasingly.
Embarrassed, Dan nodded his head. "Dan says he's needy too," Priscilla said into the phone. "Dan's naked and kneeling. Are you?"
Larry was dismayed at the question. He felt that a wrong answer now would negate any chance he had of cumming. He was no good at lying and he didn't want to lie even if he could get away with it. Priscilla could hear a rustling and two thumps as shoes hit the floor. "I am now," Larry replied truthfully.
Priscilla giggled a bit and she was relishing the heady feeling she got while she was teasing the boys. "He says he's kneeling and naked too," Priscilla informed her brother.
Then speaking directly into the phone again, she continued. "I have Dan at a very um... delicate state. A bit of the edge is off since the phone interrupted my taking care of his need." Dan squirmed a bit as his sister teased his friend about their activity. He was not in a position or mood to protest.
"I have an idea," she said. Both boys groaned to themselves when they heard those words. "I promised Dan he could cum tonight. I'm going to see how quickly I can make him cum. You, Larry may cum as well, but only if you cum before Dan. When Dan cums, you must stop. Is that clear?"
Larry flushed as Priscilla taunted them with her game. "Yes," he answered as he immediately stroked his cock with the intent of cumming quickly. He had cooled slightly when the conversation revolved around Dan. What seemed so imminent when he dialed now needed some encouragement.
Priscilla smiled down at her brother. "You're going to cum tonight Dan, regardless. You might want to hold off to allow your friend to do the same." Priscilla dug her fingernails into Dan's cock and twirled her thumb over his tip. Dan had been so close before, it didn't take much to being him back to the edge. He knew he wouldn't be too much help for his friend.
Priscilla heard Larry groan and heavy panting over the phone. "Dan doesn't have to worry about me," Larry said as he gasped for air.
"So quick!" she said as she laughed. "I guess you really were in a state of need." She slowed her strokes with Dan as she talked. She could hear Larry still panting. "Well good night," she said, amusement still in her voice. "I'll see you tomorrow," she said and she hung up before Larry had a chance to respond. Then turning to her brother, she increased stroking. "Well brother, let's see you give it up." The wastebasket was soon put to use.
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Like Priscilla, Natalie wasn't surprised to hear a soft knock on her door that night. She opened the door and saw her brother was wearing a bathrobe. He entered quickly, obviously fearing that their parents might wake and see him going into her room. She was surprised, however, when he shed his bathrobe and revealed that he was naked. His cock was rigid and she could see moisture on the tip. Without a word, he knelt in front of her. Then, from there, he prostrated himself on the floor at her feet. He kissed her feet and finally spoke in a whisper "Tanya gave you control over me. I will do as you wish."
Natalie was speechless. She almost pulled back from her brother. At first she thought it was a joke or some sort of con. It was bizarre. In the past he would often fake her out with something weird and trick her. But she remembered his actions at dinner. She didn't need to be told that his actions there were a sincere indication that he had changed his attitude toward her. The person at her feet was not the brother she knew. There was no way it could be a trick. He had gone through too much that afternoon to accomplish anything this way. The hard shell he had built during their life was gone... shattered. He was now putting himself at her mercy. There was no going back for him. These thoughts and more ran through her mind. She could sense that similar and reciprocal thoughts must be enveloping her brother. As she looked down at the naked prostrate figure, a soft smile crossed her face. He looked so vulnerable.
"Well, well, well," She finally said defensively as she tried to get her thoughts in order. "What brings you to my room tonight, brother?"
Greg could feel her gaze. His mind was in turmoil. He was feeling submissive but he didn't have the comfort of his goddess there to cling to. He had committed himself to the mercy of his sister and he wasn't sure how she would react. He felt naked... more than just the absence of his clothes. "Tanya made me your slave tonight. I was hoping that you might consider granting me permission to cum," he blurted out.
Natalie finally had Greg where she had wanted him for as long as she could remember. Her thoughts of revenge for all the accumulated transgressions had vanished. They didn't seem important anymore. She did like the feeling of power that came from the situation. She had a compliant male at her feet and she was free to take advantage of that power. She got a rush as she remembered when Larry was helpless before her. She wanted to enjoy that feeling. "I'll let you cum," she said finally. "But I want you helpless to do otherwise." She paused as she thought about how she had brought Larry to orgasm. Her mind turned to the teasing she inflicted on Dan. "I want to experiment with you," she finally continued. "Priscilla called it 'edging' and it seems like an appropriate term for what I want to do."
"Anything you wish," Greg agreed even as he was still wondering what she was getting at. His spirits lifted with her promise that he would be able to cum. He had abstained for much longer times, but today he had been perpetually hard. He knew that he would be thinking about his experience non-stop for the next few days. He couldn't imagine holding off for any length of time in this state.
"I want you tied up," Natalie declared. "Find some items for me that I can use to tie you to my bed."
"Okay Natalie," Greg replied. There was an eagerness to his voice. He felt a thrill at the prospect of being tied helpless. He found he craved the feeling of helplessness. He pulled out the sash of his robe. Then he thought about some straps in his room that he had used for camping. With a quick "I'll be right back," he dashed down the hall. His fear of his parents stepping out and seeing him naked was forgotten until he had committed himself to the hallway. He scampered into his room to retrieve the straps and then remembered his magic escape trick and grabbed that as well. He carefully peeked out into the hall before returning to Natalie's room. He scrambled in without knocking this time and knelt in front of her.
Natalie grinned down at him. "You expecting to escape tonight?" she asked when she saw the chains and locks.
"No," Greg said seriously. "If you tie it right, it will hold me." He pointed to the parts of the trick as he spoke. "I need to pull it this way to be able to escape the chains. Tie it so it is positioned this other way and there is no way out."
Natalie smiled as Greg's eagerness to help her tie him up reminded her when Larry had set up ropes down at the creek. She enjoyed the idea that the boys were participating in bringing about their own helplessness. There was some irony there somewhere. After placing a towel in the middle of her bed, she had Greg lie down on his back and she proceeded chain his wrists and tie the "magic ring" centered at the top of the bed. Both she and Greg sensed his vulnerability and helplessness when she attached each of his ankles to the bottom corners of her bed. There were a couple of extra straps and Natalie wound them around his thighs, just above his knees. She tied each to the side of the bed stretching his thighs apart and immobilizing him further. She could see Greg struggle a bit as she tightened the new straps. His cock seemed to throb with even more intensity and she could sense that Greg was surrendering to the feeling of being completely helpless.
Natalie sat on the bed beside her brother and proceeded to let her fingers flutter over his exposed cock and balls. She smiled as she looked over at his face. His eyes were closed and he seemed in another world. She stroked his eager cock firmly and he responded by trying to arch into her hand. He had no effective movement and he relaxed his body and appeared to drift into an accepting bliss. The moan that escaped his lips was almost a purr. Natalie had intended to torment her brother with his need before she let him cum, but she felt pleasure at being a source of pleasure for him as well. She could tell he was getting close to the edge when she stopped. Greg's body trembled in obvious frustration, but other than a suppressed whimper, he offered no verbal protest. When she looked at him, she sensed that in a perverted way, he enjoyed the feeling of being denied. She smiled to herself. She was going to have fun with him tonight.
Greg watched his sister stand up and stretch after she had brought him so close. He was seeing her in with a frame of mind unimaginable just that morning. He admired the slender form of his sister and felt an erotic surge as he savored the complete helpless feeling the bondage induced. His balls ached from the frustration and he felt desperate for his cock to be touched. He arched as much as he could to feel the pull of his restraints as he gazed at his sister. All he could do was helplessly wait for her to decide what to do with him. He found himself loving the feeling that she controlled his fate that evening. The memory of the bickering kids they were that morning was now a distant memory.
Greg's view vanished as Natalie tossed his robe over his face. He could hear her changing into her nightgown. He had never paid attention to her when she was in her nightgown numerous times before. She often lounged around the house that way. Now suddenly, he felt a thrill that she was so adorned. He looked forward to the robe being lifted so he could again look at his sister. He didn't have to wait long as she threw his robe on to a chair.
Natalie noticed Greg looking at her and flushed a bit as she realized that he was appreciating her sexuality. She felt a thrill from his attention. This week she was experiencing her first encounter with having her sexuality being appreciated. First with Larry, then Dan, and now her brother. Her self esteem soared and she glowed from the knowledge that her looks had this effect on boys. Unconsciously, she strutted a bit taller with a slight sway to her stride. She knew intuitively that she was presenting her budding charms seductively.
She then turned off the lights but left a night light. She then crossed over to the bed and released the strap on Greg's right thigh and refastened his ankle to the bottom of the bed at the middle. She release the tie on his left ankle and pulled the strap that was around his thigh up toward the head of the bed. He was still open to her with his legs a full 90 degrees spread, but the tension wasn't as severe as it had been.
Greg lay there, compliant to the manipulation Natalie made to his bonds. He enjoyed watching his sister moving around in the dimmed light. With his legs in the new position he felt even more open and vulnerable now than when he was more tightly restrained. He gasped when Natalie casually lay down on the bed beside him. As young siblings, they had often slept together. But that was several years ago. Now it was exciting to have a prone female body next to him. His sense of helplessness heightened as he realized that he physically could not move to make contact with her. The fact that he was feeling erotic thoughts about his sister seemed naughty, but he took refuge in the thought that he was helpless to do anything about it.
Natalie propped herself on an elbow and lightly teased Greg's chest and stomach with her fingertips. Brother and sister had been silent for quite a while. Neither were too anxious to speak as the very act of speaking would bring up the reality that they were siblings. Natalie finally broke the silence by voicing what she felt when she denied him a quick orgasm. "I got the feeling that you liked it when I frustrated you from cumming. How about it? Would you have been disappointed if you had already cum?"
Her question brought Greg out of his repose. He thought about her question for a while before answering. "At the moment, I really needed to cum," he finally replied. "But now, I'm glad you didn't let me. If you had, the moment would have passed. Right now I still have it to look forward to." He paused again as he replayed his response in his head. "Does that make any sense? Right now I don't think I'm very logical."
Natalie smiled at her bound brother. "I think I know what you mean," she said. She giggled a bit. "I think my brother is a masochist," she continued. "Who would have thought it?"
"Not really a masochist," he replied. He sighed contentedly as Natalie's fingertips lightly passed over his sensitive nipples. "I like that Tanya has control of me. Heck, I even enjoy being at your mercy. I know I don't deserve any kindness from you. I know how lousy I've treated you."
Natalie traced continued to brush her fingers across his chest as he spoke. It was the first time in their lives that either of them opened up to the other. It was like her brother had grown up in a few short hours. She realized that she had matured a lot in the last week. Her self esteem had risen to new heights. Then breaking out of her thoughts, she patted him lightly on his chest and then wrapped her fingers around his eager shaft. "Well," she said. Then in a mischievous voice she continued, "To get back at you for the lousy way you've treated me, I'm going to make you cum right away."
Greg twisted as her hands contacted his cock and tried to thrust. "That's punishment?" he asked bewildered. "Bring it on!"
Natalie laughed. "You can extend the play time if you resist cumming," she said. "Let's see how long you can resist me." With that she applied some lotion to her fingers and stroked his cock and simultaneously dug her fingernails under the head of his shaft. She had learned a few tricks in the past few days. Greg gasped and felt himself losing control almost immediately. He quit thrusting and tried to pull away from her hand. The fact that he was bound and was unable to get away from her manipulations worked against him. The helpless feeling again washed over him and he groaned in surrender. It had taken Natalie only a few seconds to take Greg over the edge. The speed of the onset of his orgasm took them both by surprise. Natalie started laughing as the semen spurted onto his stomach. "You are so easy," she taunted.
Greg could care less. He was wrapped up in orgasmic ecstasy and his feelings of helplessness his sister had induced. When he finally settled down, all he could do was sigh out a couple of words, "oh wow."
Releasing some nervous energy, Natalie started giggling. She grabbed some tissues and cleaned her brother's mess, throwing the tissues to the floor. She relaxed and snuggled against her brother's side. Her hand draped across his chest. A few moments later, she was asleep. It had been a long weekend.
Greg lay quietly and enjoyed the feeling of his sister pressing against his body. He felt a bit guilty enjoying the feel of her body. After all, she was his sister. Again, he took solace that he was helpless to do anything about it. Soon, he too fell asleep.
Natalie woke in the middle of the night. She had similar reservations about sleeping with her brother. She looked at his restrained body and felt the same kind of naughtiness she experienced when she became aggressive when Larry was first tied up. She had control she was going to take advantage of it. She let her hand drift down to Greg's groin. She lightly lifted his balls and let her finger trace a pattern around the head of his penis before she closed her hand around his shaft.
Greg woke to the feel of his shaft inflating in Natalie's hand. He pulled against his restraints and took comfort from the fact that he was still helpless. He let out a soft moan hoping to encourage Natalie to continue. She teased his cock for several minutes and he lay still and let the sensations flow through him. Soon Natalie picked up the pace. It didn't take very long before he experienced the helpless feeling that encompassed him again as Natalie brought him to orgasm. Wordlessly, Natalie wiped up his mess and again she snuggled against him and went to sleep. Greg too finally went to sleep, a contented smile on his lips.
Early morning, Natalie woke and again played with Greg's cock. Greg again let out the soft moan as he soon was ready for Natalie to bring him to another orgasm. This time she slowed when he got close and was able to keep him on edge. Greg had anticipated cumming quickly as he did the last two times and felt the frustration as she denied him this time. He started thrusting and pulling on his restraints. The helpless feeling again encompassed him. It increased his desire to cum, but it wasn't enough to allow him to.
Natalie finally broke their night long silence. "It's time for you to get back to your room before Mom and Dad wake up," she said.
Greg groaned in frustration. "Please, just a little longer, Natalie. I'm really close."
Natalie giggled as Greg told her what she already knew. "Nope. I'm being nice to you and leaving you with something to think about today when you're in school," she replied. "Surely, you don't want this feeling to go away," she teased as she released the ties that held him.
Greg groaned in protest, but he knew deep inside that he would have been disappointed if she allowed him to cum. He did enjoy the feeling of sexual tension that he was experiencing. But still, it would feel so good to have release this morning. He got up and stretched his stiff muscles. As he put on his robe, he looked over at his sister. "Thanks," he said quietly.
Natalie gave him a quick grin that was her way of saying "you're welcome."
"I'm sorry," Greg continued. "I'm sorry I've been mean to you for so long. You've been so nice to me since yesterday afternoon... when you could have been..." He let the thought die. "I'm ashamed of myself."
Natalie crossed over to him and hugged him. "It's okay," she said smiling. "That's what brothers do." She paused for a moment. "I'll take advantage and exact my revenge later," she added with a mischievous grin.
Greg sighed in relief as she accepted his apology. "Promise?" he asked.
"If Tanya lets me, yes. That's a promise," she replied laughing.
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The Monday early evening sky was brilliant with color as Hank and Mary Lang pulled into their driveway. They had noticed the six kids playing basketball at the McQueen's as they went by. Hank parked in the driveway and shut off the engine. He made no move to leave the car and sat there watching the kids play.
"They are playing nice together today," Hank pondered aloud.
Mary had turned to see what he was looking at. The kids were passing the ball and taking shots at the hoop. She could hear laughter, cheers, and moans that accompanied each shot. "Yes, they are," she concurred. "It's good to see the boys finally let the girls play with them."
"Yeah," Hank said. "You think it's because of my grounding Greg?"
"Fat chance," Mary thought to herself. "Could be," was the reply she offered that was loud enough for Hank to hear.
"Funny how they are all seeming to really try to win, but the boys are being good sports and are holding back in running and jumping," Hank ventured as they finally exited the car and went indoors. Before the door closed, he heard the girls scream, "Yeah. We won by two baskets!!!" He chuckled when he heard the boys groan. Even after being good sports and holding back, they sounded like they had really wanted to win that game.
"It's amazing," Hank remarked to his wife as he closed the door. "Just last Monday, they were fighting over who got to play basketball and now just one week later, they are happily playing together."
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In the McQueen's garage, the six kids were catching their breath after the game. The girls were laughing and celebrating their victory.
"Great game guys," said Priscilla cheerily. "Go ahead and strip."
The three boys flushed and did as they were told. With their clothes gone, the cords that connected their balls to their toes were now apparent. The length of the cords was short enough so none of them could stand straight. It was obvious that they couldn't jump or even move fast without causing extreme distress. They had been handicapped for the game.
Tanya was grinning as she took the scissors and cut the cords loose. "Well guys," she said. "You lost by two baskets, so that means two days before we give you a chance to cum."
The boys were aware of the rules and consequences of the game the girls challenged them to. For horny teenage boys, two days was going to be a long time.
Natalie grinned at her brother. "I'm going to get a little 'revenge time' in the next couple of days," she said in a teasing voice. Everyone laughed when they saw Greg harden significantly in response to her taunt.
Greg looked over at his sister. Natalie looked back at him with her smug smirky smile. He loved that smile.
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