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 Brett
   Chapter Two
   Waking early Jake showered and dressed while mentally preparing for the
confrontation with Drew.  He wore older jeans and a t-shirt with a hole in
it.  If Drew got physical he didn't want to ruin any of his good clothes.
He planned for Brett to be near the door but out of sight.  He wanted her
to hear what went on but not be involved.
   He had made his plans and was in the kitchen making coffee when Brett
came down.  She was dressed just the way he had put her to bed.  The
t-shirt came down almost to her knees and he knew she had on only panties
underneath.
   "How are you feeling this morning?" he asked quietly.  He suspected she
might have a hangover due to the slowness of her movements.
   "Awful", was all she said.
   Jake put a glass of water in front of her.  Plop, plop, fizz, fizz.  He
put two pieces of bread on the toaster and cream in a cup for her.  The
Alka-Seltzer was ready.
   "Drink up" as he slid the glass closer.
   She drank and there were two pieces of dry toast and a cup of coffee in
front of her.  She wondered if Jake had ever had a hangover.  Seeing this
side of her little brother she realized how little she really knew about
him.
   Jake fixed cereal and coffee for himself and they ate in silence as her
morning slowly got a little brighter and her head stopped throbbing.  She
wasn't sure whether or not to try moving as Jake put the dishes in the sink
and cleaned up.  He moved behind her and massaged her neck and shoulders.
He had learned in athletics how soothing this could be.  As he massaged her
felt his sister relax.
   "It's time for you to get dressed.  Drew will be here shortly.  Run
along and I'll straighten up."
   Bret was finding it harder to believe that this was the same bratty
little boy that had so annoyed her most all of her seventeen years.  She
went upstairs to get dressed feeling much better about her life than she
had last night after the game.  She put on shorts and a tank top and tennis
shoes.  Not quite the attire she had worn yesterday in her unbelievable bid
to get Frank.
   She brushed her teeth and hair.  Brett didn't wear make-up which was one
of the reasons she looked plain compared to other girls her age.  She
considered lip stick but thought she might have to face Drew if her brother
wanted her to and she didn't want him to think it was on his account,
though she might have if it was to be just her and Jake.
   Brett was having a hard time reconciling her new feelings.  Jake was her
brother and she felt that this was getting dangerously close to incest. 
But he was not really her blood brother.  After a hard delivery with Brett
her mother had found out that she couldn't have anymore children.  Her
father had wanted a boy so they had adopted Jake when Brett was four and he
was two.
   A car in the driveway pulled Brett from her musings.  She ran
downstairs, surprising herself after the trouble she had encountered that
morning.  It was Drew and Jake told her to sit at the dining room table in
the room next to the front door.  She would be able to hear but not have to
see Drew.  Frank and Katie were in the car and Drew knocked.  Drew looked
surprised when Jake answered the door.  Jake was almost three years younger
than Drew but about three inches taller and twenty pounds heavier.
   "I came for the title" stated Drew.
   "You're not getting it.  That was a sucker bet and you know it. 
Gambling is illegal so you can't go to the cops.  If you mess with my
sister or try to give her a bad name I will mess you up and you know I can
do it." Jake was calm and collected on the outside but fuming underneath
that he would actually try to collect.
   Drew looked at him and saw that he meant every word.  He simply turned
and walked away.  Drew closed the door and went in to sit with Brett as
they drove away.
   "Wow that was almost too easy.  I'm glad you're my brother" she gushed.
Brett stared at Jake with a look that he had never seen before.  He wasn't
sure but he thought that this might be love that he saw.  It was certainly
different than the way any other girl had looked at him.
   Brett wasn't sure what she was feeling but it sure felt nice.  She just
had to do something special for her wonderful brother who had just saved
her from at least a very embarrassing moment.  She stood with her eyes
still fixed on her little brother and took hold of the bottom of her tank
top and started to lift it.
   "Stop!" demanded Jake.
   She was stunned both by the authority in his voice and that he had
stopped what she really thought he wanted her to do.  Before she would have
been mad that he thought he could tell her what to do and she would
probably have just continued but she felt she had to do what he had told
her.  Not asked, it was certainly not a request.
   "I want to talk a minute" Jake said calmly.  "Tell me why you showed me
your tits and why you want to show them to me now."
   That made Brett stop and think.  She knew what she felt when someone
looked at them.  She knew what that did to her breasts.  She knew how they
swelled and how hard her nipples got and the warm felling that permeated
her chest.  Was she trying to get that feeling for herself or did she want
to see the look of pleasure that Jake had gotten when he saw down her
blouse?  "You seemed to enjoy the view when I bent over and after what you
did for me I wanted to do something for you Jake.  I know I'm not the best
looking girl around and you can probably have almost anyone you want at but
if I can do anything for you, you just have to tell me.  I really like the
way we have become close the past few days."
   Jake stood and walked past Brett.  "Come." Was all he said as he passed
her.  She followed him without hesitation.  She couldn't not go.  She
wanted to go.  She followed him down to the family room and Jake said
"Stop" just before he sat in his favorite chair for watching TV.  She was
standing in the middle of the room trembling.  Those two words had told her
that he was in charge and that she would do whatever he said.  She knew
this and knew that she wouldn't fight it.  She had told him that she was
his and he had taken her at her word.  That was the result of his one word.
When he had told her to stop she had known that she would do that and
anything else he told her to do.
   He sat in the big over stuffed chair just gazing at her.  It was like he
could see all of her without moving his eyes.  "Put your hands under your
top." She did but only just to her wrists.  "Higher." He seemed to like one
word commands and she obeyed them immediately.  She inched her hands
higher. She thought she might know what he wanted but she didn't want to
seem to take the control from him so she did only what he told her and no
more.  "Higher." This time a little louder so she moved her hands to cover
her breasts.  She could feel her rock hard nipples against the palms of her
hands.
   "Squeeze them" he ordered.  And she did.  Kneading them and feeling them
get hotter and more swollen as she did.
   Jake said, "Tell me about them.  You let me get a peek but I want to
hear you describe them to me.  I don't want any surprises when I allow you
to reveal them fully to me."
   It was unbelievable what his words did to her.  They left no doubt that
he was in charge.  He would "allow" her to reveal her breasts, but only
when he told her to do it.  She thought about putting an end to his
domination of her but she realized that she craved what he was doing to
her.
   "They are a D-cup but most of my bras are a little tight.  Right now
they feel bigger than they ever have.  The skin feels so tight and smooth
over them that they might even be a DD.  Usually they sag just a bit due to
the weight but they are so tight that they don't right now." Brett wondered
what he would tell her to do next.  She knew that whatever it was she would
not hesitate to do it.
   Jake was enjoying the pleasure that Brett was deriving from his words.
He knew that he could tell her to strip, lie down and spread her legs for
him and she would do it but he wanted to prolong her pleasure and let it
build.  He was feeling immensely horny.  His hard on, which he had
straightened out while walking down the stairs in front of her so she
wouldn't see, was throbbing.  He wanted her but he wanted to ensure that
she would be his anytime he commanded.  "Pinch your nipples and tell me
about them."
   She did; harder than she had ever done when she was masturbating.  She
winced.  But it was a nice pain.  The pain was more pleasurable because of
the slight smile she saw on Jakes face.
   "They are harder than they have ever been.  They are about an inch long
and about three quarters of an inch across.  The aureoles are almost three
inches in diameter and they are raised above my breasts so that the nipples
sit on a kind of puffy pillow on top of my titties, Jake."
   "Tell me what else happens when you squeeze them and pinch your
nipples." Jake got up and walked behind Brett.
   She wanted to turn around but she couldn't.  She had been staring into
his eyes since he had told her where to stand and so she continued to do
what he had ordered her to do.  "Talk to me Brett."
   "My pussy is wet.  Sopping and it gets wetter when I squeeze my tits. 
My pussy contracts when I pinch my nipple hard.  It is wetter and hotter
than when I masturbate.  It feels like it does just before I cum." Brett
said as fast as she could.
   "Do you want to cum?" asked Jake.
   "Yeeesssssss!" shouted Brett.
   Jake asked, "Why haven't you?"
   Brett though a second.  That was something she hadn't even asked
herself. She could have.  A pinch or a squeeze and she would go off like a
canon.  Then she figured it out.  "You haven't told me I could." She
whispered.
   "Turn around." She faced him.  "Pull your top off." She did.
   Jake took in the view of her lovely breasts.  Brett felt faint from his
gaze.  She trembled all over.
   "Cum for me Brett." She did.  She came like she had never come before.
Not from a touch or a caress or even the pinching and squeezing.  But from
her brothers command.  Her knees started to give way.  She couldn't stand
up.  Jake's arms were under hers holding her up.  He lifted her and placed
her gently on the couch.  She had passed out from sheer pleasure.
   When she woke she started trembling again.  Just the thought of her
orgasm was enough to get her started again.  Jake came in and handed Brett
her top and told her to put it on.  "Mom and dad will be home in a little
while.  Why don't you make us all some dinner?"
   It sounded like a request but Brett knew that her brother would never
ask her to do anything again.  She knew that it was an order.  She simply
said "Yes sir." and got up to go upstairs.  Why had she called him Sir? 
She didn't call her father Sir.  She didn't call any of her teachers Sir.
But she knew deep down that Jake was her Master and she needed to treat him
as such.  It felt so good to be owned.  To know that he would take care of
all her needs.  That he would never let anything bad happen to her.  That
she belonged to him.
   She looked through the refrigerator, the freezer and the cupboard.  She
decided on hamburgers with baked potato and baked beans.  Mostly because it
was Jakes favorite.  She prepared everything just the way he liked it.  Set
the table and had the food ready to serve when their parents got home.
   She wandered upstairs and knocked on Jakes door.  "Come in." She opened
the door quietly not wanting to disturb her new Master too much.  As she
slipped in he turned from the computer and asked "What can I do for you
Brett?  Is dinner ready?"
   "I can serve it as soon as mom and dad get home." She said quietly. 
"May I ask you a question?"
   "Yes" was all he said.
   "Why didn't you do anything to me or have me do something for you?"
Brett was as satisfied sexually had she had ever been and probably more.
   "What's it to you?" asked Jake.  "Is that any of your business?"
   "No Sir" she was getting nervous.  Would she say something to make him
drop her?  "You made me feel things I could never have imagined before.  I
want to do things for you too."
   "Will you do what I ask?"
   "As though it is a command."
   "Then I don't need you to offer yourself to me do I?  You are mine and I
will use you when and how I want to.  Won't I?"
   "Yes Sir." Brett was afraid.  She might have angered Jake and he might
punish her.  The thought made her tremble, not in fear but in anticipation.
   "Then get out and serve dinner.  Mom and dad just pulled in."
   Brett met her mom and dad at the front door and led them to the dining
room.  Jake came in and sat down while Brett served everyone.  Dinner was
quiet, mostly because it was so different.  Ordinarily they would have
ordered take-out and eaten in different rooms or in front of the TV.  Dad
showed little interest other than finishing and going to bed but mom looked
at the brother and sister with curiosity but didn't say anything.
   Dad got up and went to bed and Jake went to play his video games.  Brett
cleaned up while her mom finished eating.
   Her mom was watching her closely.  Bret seemed happy cleaning the table
and washing and putting the dishes away.  She brought her dishes in and
Brett washed them and put them away.  Watching from the doorway her mom was
trying to figure out what had happened to her daughter that would cause her
to act this way.  Teenagers did not like housework.  That was a biological
fact.  But Brett was doing it with pleasure.  That seemed to be the look on
her face.  How could her teenage daughter derive pleasure from washing
dishes?
   Brett hung up her towel and turned to leave the kitchen when she saw her
mother had been watching her.  She simply smiled and walked past to the
stairs to the basement family room.
   "Are you finished?" asked Jake.
   "Yes Sir" answered Brett.  She trembled in his presence.
   "Did you enjoy it?"
   "Yes Sir."
   "Tits."
   Brett lifted her top over her head and dropped it.  She cupped the
bottom of her breasts offering them to him.  The sudden swelling and
tightness made her wonder if she would get stretch marks.  Her tits
actually seemed to be getting bigger but she hadn't worn a bra in a couple
of days and so couldn't be sure.
   "Come for me sis."
   BANG!  She was soaked.  Cum ran out of her pussy like a river.  She
shook visibly.  She managed to stay standing and not pass out this time. 
It was incredible that his words could have such and effect on her.
   "Shower and go to bed" he told her.
   She did.
   Jake's cock was hard.  He wanted his sister so bad but was sure he would
get more from her by waiting.  He was going to make her beg and then he
would take her.
   
  
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