Postby infmed88 » Mon Mar 02, 2015 6:59 pm
Here's the next part of the story, and if anyone knows if there's a way to hyperlink text on this site I'd appreciate. There's a few images on google search that i'd like to use in future stories as a bit of visual aid for certain outfits or poses in the story.
Jacob sat nearly motionless in the chair, his eyes angrily fixed to his sister’s. Having squirmed and struggled throughout the entire chapter, Stacey could tell he expected his lesson in both history and humiliation to end. Her legs were still casually draped across his lap, and gently swung in the air back and forth as her already skimpy pink shorts rode higher and higher up her thighs. She watched Jacob shake his head and work his jaw around the soggy sock still packed into his mouth, the sight and sound of his complete defeat something she had dreamed of for years. Though he had “finished” reading the chapter ten minutes prior, Stacey had decided to let him sit and squirm for a while to really let her victory over him settle.
“I hope you’ve been paying attention,” Stacey bounced off of her chair and on to Jacob’s lap, “because today you learned about history and girl power, and you’re gonna be quizzed on both.”
“GGRMMPHHHH! UMMPHHH! MMMMPHHH MMMMMMMMMM!”
“Ssshh. Just be a good boy and keep chewing while I tell you what happens next.”
“MMMPHHHH.”
“First, I’m going to take the gag out of your mouth. But if you try talking and it’s not an answer to a question I ask, you’ll be licking my feet instead. Understand?”
Jacob twisted and meekly attempted to buck his younger sister off of his lap before nodding his head, “MMMPHH MMMM.”
“If you answer every single question correctly, then you’re free to go. And if not, I obviously need to find a better way to teach you a lesson. Ready?”
Stacey squealed with glee when her newly obedient brother nodded his head in silence. She could feel his body tense up in discomfort with her on his lap, and teased him by sliding further up his legs before slowly peeling away the duct tape plastered over his mouth before immediately clamping a hand over the sock.
“Oh, and before I take this sock out of your mouth. If you start acting like a bad, unruly student, I’ll gag you with those volleyball shorts I keep mentioning. Those things are skin-tight on me by the way, so just imagine all of the sweat they’ve been soaking up.”
Jacob’s eyes shot downwards and ran back up his own body, the image of him roped and gagged at his sister’s mercy now ingrained into his memory forever. His face flushed red, and after half-heartedly struggling to remove her hand from over his face he nodded in obedient silence once more.
“You’re being such a good boy right now! Let’s see if you can keep it up.”
Stacey pinched down on the balled up sock and plucked it out of Jacob’s mouth. As he opened his mouth to speak she pressed a single finger against his lips to preemptively shush him, “remember big brother, you only talk in response to my questions. Not a word more.”
Stacey was loving the look of nervousness on Jacob’s face as she happily bounced back onto her own chair and propped her legs up on his shoulder, crossing them at the ankles. She began twirling her hair idly around a finger with her free hand, the other pulling over the text book towards her before toying with his ears using her feet. Seeing him wiggle and twist in uneasy frustration sent her into a small giggle fit, her big toe pressing against his lips before he was able to voice a protest.
“I know boys have a hard time coming to grips with the fact that girls rule the world, but you’re just gonna have to accept it and sit still for your quiz.”
Stacey kept a foot planted over his face as she began reading questions from the book, forcing Jacob to mumble around it as he answered. Jacob’s phone would occasionally buzz and cut through the silence that was otherwise only filled with Stacey’s gleeful reading and Jacob’s short angry answers. It was becoming very clear that he had only managed to retain hardly a quarter of what was in the chapter, and his increasingly frequent squirming made it equally clear that he was aware he had gotten some of the questions wrong.
After the last history question had been answered, Jacob shook his face free of his sister’s foot, “Did I get them right or not!?”
Stacey closed the book and turned her foot sideways, keeping her foot forced over his mouth, “We haven’t finished the entire test yet, silly boy!”
“MMMMMM! Get yourmmnmm fmmoot off my moummmphhhh!”
“Next part. Why did mom put me in charge of the house, and tutoring you while she’s at work?”
“Hmmphhh wasn’t evmmphhhh the right chapter!”
The energetic blonde bounced herself free of her chair and seated herself back on Jacob’s lap, clamping a hand firmly over his mouth. The ropes wound all over his body were as taught as could be with Jacob’s every muscle straining against them, the added weight of Stacey’s body ensuring no progress would ever be made. Now that Jacob had returned to his zealous rebellion, his giddy little sister was forced to wrap her free hand around the back of his head to keep it still.
“Wrong! Seriously Jacob, you’re just really reinforcing the dumb boy stereotype, you know that right? You couldn’t even read one chapter, even after I so thoughtfully tied you up nice and tight so you could concentrate!”
“GMMMMMMMPHHH MMMMMMMM!”
“I even gagged you so you wouldn’t get distracted trying to talk your way out of it! You should be thanking me, I’m such a great sister.”
“NNMMPHHH MMPHHHHHH! NNMMMMMMMMM!”
“You know, I’m starting to think you’re not taking any of this seriously.”
“MMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMM!”
Stacey leaned off to the side, keeping her hand pressed tightly over the moaning boy’s mouth before coming back up with her balled up volleyball shorts in a clenched fist. She shook with another giggle fit as Jacob wiggled beneath her, “Oh yes, this is happening big bro!”
“NMMMPPHH MMMMMMM!”
“Remember that time you told me volleyball isn’t a real sport?”
“GGMMPHHH! HMMMMPH.”
“Well the rest of the girls on the team kind of hate you after I told them you said that. So we’ve all taken a turn wearing these for a game without washing them. Get a taste of the sweat soaked into these and tell me it isn’t a sport!”
Pinching his nose shut, Stacey leaned into her bound brother and packed the heavily used short shorts into his mouth as soon as it opened. His loud disgusted groan of displeasure brought a mile wide smile to her face as she packed as much of the sweat infused fabric between his cheeks as she could possibly fit. Jacob continued to loudly groan in displeasure once he had been thoroughly gagged, the shorts trapped between his teeth with Stacey’s hand once again pressed firmly over his full mouth.
“That’s it, make sure you really taste ‘em. Next time you think to yourself, ‘gee, I wonder who’s in charge,’ “remember this moment.”
“GGMMMPHHHH! MMMPHHHH MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!”
“I sure know I will,” Stacey threw her head back and the house echoed with high pitched laughing. Jacob angrily ranted into his new gag, his hips violently working back and forth in his renewed attempts at bucking his sickeningly perky sister off of him.
"HMMPHHH GMMPHHH MMMMMMMMM!"