Brothers Help

A warm summer night found Harry and Helen sitting on the back porch of their country home. They had been discussing the aspects of the BDSM that they had recently been looking into. Harry had spanked Helen a few times, and occasionally used clothes pins on her nipples, but Helen was wanting more. Although she didn't quite know how to express her feelings to Harry, she felt that she loved the pain that he inflicted on her, she was the most wet when that happened. Helen jumped as she heard a voice, "Hey, you two, what are ya'll doing just sitting around on such a nice night?" It was Harry's brother, John. Harry looked up, "Not much just day dreaming a little I guess", he replied. "Your looking fine as usual, Helen, how are you?" asked John. "Oh ok, just sitting around doing some thinking, said Helen, "what are you up to and where is, Kaylie?" " I left her ass at home, all she can do is bitch about every little thing." Harry, looked at Helen, and said, "Don't be rude Helen, go get John a glass of iced tea". Helen rolled her eyes but got up to do as instructed. As soon as Helen was out of earshot, Harry turned to John and said," John we have always been close, and I hate to see you so miserable, I hear you complaining constantly about Kaylie and her bitching, why don't you do something to straighten that girl out?" "Like what"? John asked. "Well Helen and I have been discussing a few things lately" giving his brother a wink. "C'mon, don't beat around the bush Harry, just say what's on your mind". "Ok, well its like this, John, Helen has been surfing that damn internet, you know I have a hard time keeping her off that darn computer. She stumbled on to some site that told about BDSM stuff, do you know what that is?" " I have heard of it, a little, but I am not sure what it entails" says, John. " Well brother let me tell you, we have only done a few things, whipping, I have put clothes pins on Helens nipples, seems all pretty painful to me but Helen seems to get even hotter when I am reprimanding her about something, I did a little investigating myself, I have gathered she is what people would call a pain slut" . "You have got to be joking!" John was amazed and a little turned on by the whole concept. Harry looked at John, " No I am not joking, but I have a little plan, with your help I can find out if Helen is really serious about all this." " Count me in!" exclaimed John.

"Where can that gal be, wondered Harry, she has been in there a long time just for a glass of tea." " Do you want me to go find her", asked John. A smiled played at the corners of Harry's lips, "Yes, go find her and if she is on that computer, tell her to get her ass out here NOW". John, entered the house, not knowing that Harry was almost certain that Helen had indeed sat down at her desk for a "quick" look at email, and was cooking up a little surprise for her when she came out. John went through the kitchen looking for Helen with no luck, but he did find his iced tea sitting on the counter. Taking a sip, he looked into the office to see Helen typing away, at the computer. Walking up behind her, he put his hand on her shoulder, startled she looked up into John's eyes, " Oh John, I am so sorry, I made your tea and then thought I would just take a quick peek at my email, casting her eyes down, I see you found it." "Yes Helen, I found it, thanks. Harry said if I found you here I should tell you to get your ass outside", John said with the slightest smirk. Furrowing her brows, she wonders if Harry has gotten the message about her desires, shaking her head she thinks not. " Ok John, lets go, I am done in here anyway", she says as she gets up from her chair, her skirt riding up her thighs, giving John a nice peek at her thighs as she does. John' eyes widen, he could have sworn that Helen wasn't wearing any panties, but that couldn't be, Helen had always seemed like the girl next door type. John followed behind, watching the sway of her skirt as she headed to the back door, still wondering if he could have possibly been right.

"What's up babe," Helen asks Harry as she makes her way back to her chair. Harry looking a little miffed, says, " Helen, where were you, John has been out here for awhile waiting on you to return with his tea, you weren't on that computer again were you?" Helen allows her gaze to fall to floor, " Yes, I was, but I didn't think I was on there that long, I just wanted to check email." " You were very rude to my brother and you know I will not allow you to insult my family, I think you need to be punished for your rudeness, do you agree?" Helen looked up quickly, shocked that Harry would bring up anything like that in front of John. "Yes Harry I do, I will assume the position later in the privacy of our bedroom". " No, Helen, you just spoke with me the other day about wanting to be open with our relationship and show everyone how devoted you are to me, am I right?" Helen, with a near frightened look. " Yes, you are right, but I didn't think we had discussed it in great length yet." Harry looking more smug than ever, shoots a glance toward his brother, "I have given it some great thought and I have come to the conclusion, that I am ready, more than ready to explore this new lifestyle with you, now the question is, are you ready to fully submit to me?" Helen doesn't say anything for a few minutes, she has a million thoughts running through her mind. She feels the flutter building up in her stomach, somewhat frightened, but very excited all the same. She knows this is what she has wanted her whole life, but was afraid to voice it, thinking someone would think her insane. Harry moves over to Helen, placing a finger under her chin and lifting her head up to meet his gaze, " Well, Helen, were you serious, or just playing me?" Hands trembling and heart racing, Helen locks eyes with Harry, " I am very serious, I am ready". Bending down to give Helen a quick kiss, he says " John, you are about to see what I mean by "straightening that gal out" and the start of a beautiful relationship.

Harry walks to the end of the porch and picks up a long rope, which he tosses to John. He returns to Helen and lightly kisses her cheek as lifts her blouse over her head. Kissing the top of her breasts he reaches behind her to undo her bra. As she feels the bra start to slip, Helen instinctively holds it against herself. Shaking his head, Harry says, " No Helen, let it drop, I want John to see your big juicy tits". Helen looks searchingly at Harry as she does what she is told. As soon as the bra hits the floor, Harry has Helen's nipples between his fingers, cruelly turning and pinching them, till Helen thinks she will drop to her knees. John, standing idly by, says " Hey Harry isn't that a little rough?" " You haven't seen anything yet John, laughs Harry, this bitch loves everything I do to her, she knows it makes me feel good to see her pain and she gladly stands for it". "Wow, exclaims John, can I try?" Stepping back and nodding to Helen, Harry smiles at John "Be my guest, you were the one she was rude to". John admiring Helen's big tits lifts them in his hands, noticing how big and luscious the nipples are he can't contain himself any longer. He takes the nipples between his fingers and pulls them out away from her tits. Helens breath catches, it isn't to rough but the thought of someone other than Harry handling her excites her further. " John, chuckles Harry, you aren't doing anything but arousing her, really give it to her." Taking his cue, John begins to pinch and pull at the same time, twisting and turning, amazed at how well Helen seems to handle his abuse. " Give them a good hard jerk, says Harry and lets get down to business." John jerks her nipples very hard, leaving Helen gasping. Whispering in her ear, Harry says, " You asked for a Master, slave, and I have every intention of granting your wish." Smiling, Helen replies, " Mmm yes, Master."

"Take her skirt off" Harry tells John. John is more than happy to oblige, as he leans forward to gently pull her skirt off her thighs. As he slides it down her legs, he is pleased to see she is indeed not wearing panties, and to top off a nice dream, her pussy is shaved bare. He realizes just how much she enjoys this attention, as he sees the first drops of dew on her pussy lips. Harry leans over to Helen and whispers, "Now, we will see how much you REALLY want to please your Master." Helen nods, as a smile creeps across her lips.

Harry reaches out to John and asks for the rope, he takes both of Helens wrists and ties the rope securely around them. Feeling a bit excited Helen wonders what is coming next, she can't imagine that Harry would do much to her in front of his brother, but was she ever wrong. Harry leads her to the center of the porch and tells her to stand with her legs spread and her head down. Helen quickly does as she is told as John moves in a little closer to get a good look at the action about to take place.

" Secure her hands to that pulley in the ceiling", Harry tells John. John looks up and indeed there is a pulley there, he grabs a chair, climbs up and begins running the rope through the pulley. Helen glances up to see what is in store for her. A hard slap on her ass reminds her quickly that she has done wrong. " I told you head down! You will pay for that mistake too my little slave" exclaims Harry. John finishes threading the rope through the pulley and climbs down, "Here you go Harry", handing the end to his brother. As Harry gathers the end of the rope he glances down and sees that his brother is getting turned on as well, which only adds to his excitement and makes him want to show his brother as much as he possibly can.

Harry starts to tug on the rope raising Helen off the porch, he tugs her up until her toes are barely touching . Arms stretched up so taut, her firm big tits jutting out, she looks like she is ready to take anything Harry can dish out. Harry grabs her between her legs and feels how excited she is as well. " You really are a little slut slave aren't you bitch"? " Yes Master," replies Helen, loving the feel on her bare pussy. " Helen you are so wet, lets see how wet you get when you start paying for your rudeness." With that Harry turns to go into the house leaving John to gape and Helen to wonder why he would leave her like this with his brother watching. Her arms were already starting to get tired from being strung up and dangling by them. "John, do you think you could lower me just a little" asks Helen sweetly. " I don't know Helen, Harry put you there and I think he means for you to stay put." Softly moaning she says, "Ok John, but could you just rub my arms for me?" John doesn't think there would be any harm in doing that for her, after all she did look very uncomfortable hanging there like that not to mention sexy as hell. John softly starts rubbing up and down on her arms, noticing as he did that she seemed to jut her tits out to his face even more. He lowers his lips to her nipples gently nipping at them. Helen throws her head back enjoying the sensations that John is causing.

Helen was lowered from her bonds and told to sit in a chair which she did immediately. Both of the men were very pleased with how she had responded and was sure that this was only the beginning.