"I wish you had had him wait until we saw the insides of this place," I mumbled to Dick as we came into the lobby. Not that it was a rundown hotel. It was posh. After going through a double set of blackened glass doors, we entered the lobby.

It was the theme of the lobby that worried me. It was a grand lobby, with chains and whips and handcuffs hanging on the wall for decoration. The bellboys and girls had on classic if not brief version of a standard outfit but all in black leather. Guest walked around in various states of dress or undress.

One dominatrix walked around leading a man. Another male, dressed in a three-piece suit, walked around leading a barely dressed woman by the collar. This was way out of my experiences.

"This is perfect cover," Dick whispered back to my forgotten question. "You saw the look on our contact, no one would ever believe a brother and sister would stay here. Besides, we just lost the tale following us from the airport before we got here. We don't want to give him another chance to find us"

He was right. He led me to an alcove where he started making out with me. My body tensed up until I felt the comb in my hair. He must have realized how tense I had become.

"Relax, it will be alright. Just have to adapt our role playing while out in view of anyone."

He was right, everything would be all right.

"Now I have had more experience with this than your have," he continued.

Anything would be more experience that what I have had in this area.

"So I will be the dominant character and you can just follow my lead."

Follow his lead.... Of course, I will have to adapt my clothing here. I love clothes shopping.

"Looks like the gift shop might have some good outfits for you," Dick answered my thoughts. After we check in, maybe we can get some outfits for looks. "Your outward wardrobe cans just be abbreviated but you need to get more lingerie so anyone searching our room wouldn't catch on. The raunchier the better." Dick handed me some cash.

While Dick checked out our room, I went through the shop. Their were things here I had never even heard of before. I ended leaving with a half a dozen leather and vinyl outfits as well as a few vibrators, dildos, a whip, a cock ring, and some silk ties. I had to giggle thinking of Dick with the cock ring on. Luckily, these were just for show and would never be used.

Dick appeared as I was at the cashier. Boy, they charged top dollar for this stuff.

"I missed you honey," I cooed to him.

"Remember you are my slave today," he gruffly responded.

"Yes Master," I looked down assuming a humble attitude.

SMACK! I felt him spank my ass as I walked out of the store. I looked back in shock at the clerk who only hid his grin. Then I remember the type of establishment I was in. This was probably tame to some of the shows he had seen.

As the elevator doors closed, I looked at him and asked in a hissed voice, "What the hell was that?"

"Part of the act," he assured me. "Anyways, that is the least of our concerns," he continued pulling out his comb.

As he brushed my hair he explained, "The room has hidden camera's in it. You can see them in the corners of the room as well as the bathroom. Now that I told you, they will look obvious to you but it took me a while to find them when I first looked. Now we will have to continue our act inside as well as outside the hotel room"

"Can't we just find another hotel? And how did they know we would use this one?" I asked.

"Probably they are monitoring all the new couples that have arrived and are looking for inconsistencies, like changing hotels."

"You are right," I frowned. "I am not sure I can go through with this."

"You will do great," he assured me. "Now I found one place in the hotel room we can talk and not be heard."

Just then the elevator stopped. Grabbing a dildo from my shopping bags, he frantically unwrapped it, as the door opened. Giving me his best master's voice, he commanded me to "Now practice deep throating this dildo until you don't gag."

A man came in leading a woman who had a leather teddy on with cutouts for her boobs. The only thing covering her bare breasts were nipple clamps.

"New slave," the man asked Dick.

"Yes, just trying to train her how to deep throat a cock."

"Slave," he told the lady on the end of the chain. "Give her some tips.

The lady smiled as she came to help. "You'll learn to love this," she assures me. "Now just relax and don't try to force it down but swallow it. And Master just loves it when I can lick his balls while blowing him."

"Maybe after you've changed we can exchange slaves, Melanie knows her stuff." The man told Dick.

'NO!!' I want to yell. 'I'll be a good slave,' I want to promise.

"Not tonight," Dick said apologetically. "We are newly weds."

"I understand, but here is my room number incase you change your mind," he gave Dick a business card and wrote his number on it. "If you need anything else, I have quite a few contacts here."

I was never so happy to hear an elevator door open.

"You are doing great," Melanie encouraged me as we walked out. It was only then that I realized I had gotten ten of the twelve inches of dildo down my throat and was slowly working it in and out as Dick guided my by the shoulder. I even managed to stick my tongue out trying to get to the dildo's imaginary balls.

"You're a natural at it," Dick whispered to me as he reached for the door key. Slipping it in to the security reader, we entered the room or a nightmare.

"You can stop now slave," Dick told me.

I had been so into the role I had not even thought about stopping.

I looked around at are room. There were chains on the walls, and handcuffs attached to the four corners of the bed. Mirrors where all over the place, on strategic spots the ceiling, floor and completely covering the walls. A digital camera was mounted on a tripod in the middle of the room. The pictures on the wall were of women in various stages of bondage. Nipples twisted, clips on their vaginas, chained and tied up. One picture behind what looked like some strange nautilus, was a women strapped down to some contraption with what must be a fucking machine pounding away on her.

That is when I realized that the contraption and the nautilus machine where one in the same. It would hold the victim in any position and torture her. The device next to it must be a fucking machine. I had only seen picture of these when one of my friends showed me on the Internet. This one had arms that clamped onto the 'torture chair' as I named the strange nautilus device.

"Go change."

Quick to obey, I ran into the bathroom and swapped into one of the outfits I had bought. It was a black leather corset with purple lace that shoved up my big breasts but was cut so that it ended at the bottom of by breast, exposing them for the pleasure of my master. Master? The thong matched the corset. It covered little and the front had a split in it for easy access. Black thigh high stockings with an intricate pattern on them were attached to the corset with garters. To complete the outfit were knee-high-fuck-me boots. (These were not new but it was a first to wear them with lingerie only.

As I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and realized I was about to go out there and parade myself in front of my twin brother. I reminded myself, mission before personal feelings. Putting my boldest face on I stepped out into the room.

Dick met me in the small hallway between the bathrooms. Grabbing me from behind and squeezing my tits, he whispered in my ear, "We can talk in whispers here." Then he was combing my hair with one hand while kneading my breast with the other. My body wanted to go frigid but the combing helped me relax. After calming down some, he continued, "I know this will be hard for you, but we are going to have to perform tonight."

"Perform," I said hoarsely.

"Yes, I have tried to think of something less than fucking you and have come up with two options. One, you could give me a show and then blow me. Two, you could play with some toys in front of me and then give me a boob job." (Stroke, stroke of the golden comb).

Play with some toys? I wasn't ready for that. I mean the most I had ever done was a little masturbation in private. Blowjob? Neither sounded up my alley. I had given a blowjob to one boyfriend. It had disgusted me but I had done it before.

"Option one," I whispered trying to get my mind ready for this.

"Here," he set two pills on the counter next to a glass of water he must of poured earlier. "I picked these up from the guy in the elevator." (stroke, stroke).

"They look like two aspirin. What are they?"

"Like a strong Viagra for women. One will get you going, two will allow you to enjoy any sexual act, and three will make you wild with lust." (stroke, stroke).

"What about four," I asked looking at them.

"Don't take four. Four in a twelve-hour period will make the change more permanent. Whatever sexual acts you have performed during that time will always have a draw on you."

"I am not sure I want to take them at all."

"For the good of the mission," he told me. (stroke, stroke).

"For the good of the mission," I swallowed the two pills.

"One last instruction, it would be better if your body enjoyed this for real, it would make the act more convincing." (stroke, stroke of the comb). "Try to imagine that as the cock slides past your lips, that your lips are wired to your pussy. And make sure to love the taste. The same would be true if you had to have anal sex, your asshole would be wired to your pussy."

Love the taste? He better not expect... Anal Sex! No way were we going down that road.

"And most chicks who are into this are multi-orgasmic. As long as there is stimulus, they will keep reaching it."

I have only reached a few orgasms in my life; it was hard to believe I could be multi-orgasmic.

"Now undress me slave," he commanded as he put down the comb and walked to the bed. "And give me a show I won't forget."

Putting on my best smile walked over and pretended to enjoy undressing him. First came off his shirt. I ran my hands along his large square muscular chest. I had seen this many times before, but running my hands over it made it so different. Tossing it aside, I had him sit on the bed to take off his shoes.

Turning my back to him, I squeezed his legs between my thighs and untied his shoe. As I pulled on his sock, I pressed his foot up against my crotch and humped it. I remember having a boyfriend who liked this. The groan from behind me led me to believe Dick appreciated this also. Fuck I can't believe that my vagina was already moist and starting to swell.

Going to the second foot, I repeated the procedure. As I did, Dick massaged my ass with his other foot. This pressed my crotch more firmly again his foot as I let out a, "mmmm". His big toe skipped in the opening of my thong, spitting my lips..

'Shit this is my brother,' I thought to myself as I scooted away. Remembering the mission, I came back at him, having him stand up. Kneeling down, I unzipped his pants. As I started pulling them his cock became very evident as it peaked out of his black spandex briefs. God, I never knew how big he was before. That had to be ten inches long and at least one and a half inches thick if not two inches thick. It looked like a pole mounted between his legs. I thought some of my boyfriends had been hung. I couldn't imagine how I was going to suck that thing down.

The pills must have already kicked in. I can feel myself start to loosen up and enjoy this. A quick lick of the head of his cock peaking out and I backed way.

Going to the stereo, I turned on some hot music and started dancing for him. Thank God for those aerobic dance classes I was always in. I never realized before how erotic some of those moves must have been.

A half-hour of alternating swaying my ass and my boobs in his face, and I could tell he was ready.

I slide over my panties. My fingers spread open the slit down the middle and I allow them a dip into the canal. UMMMMM!!!

Holding up two fingers in front of his face, he splits them with his tongue and starts licking the juice from between them. I had never had someone eat me out before but just the action of him licking my fingers sent me over the edge.

"UHHHHHH!!!" This is my brother! "UMMMMM!!!"

After taking a second to compose myself, I reach for his briefs. I slide them slowly down his legs. As his cock springs free, I am again amazed at the size. I hope this part will go fast.

Slowly I lower my lips onto my brother's cock. Damn if my disgust doesn't start turning to lust as I feel his cock brush against my lips. He was right; my lips are wired to my vagina.

As I take more of him in, Dick starts spinning on the bed. Soon he is upside down and forces his head between my legs.

NO! I want to yell, but for the good of the mission I spread my legs apart and give him access.

"UMMM! You have one hot wet pussy," he mumbles as his tongue laps the juice off my pussy. I have always had more than enough pussy juice when making ... fucking.

Remember my lesson from in the elevator, I relax and swallowed his cock. 'Damn, it gets easier each time,' I think as I feel him make his way down my throat. Soon my nose is buried in his crotch hair and I can lick his balls by stretching out my tongue.

Dick has buried his tongue in my pussy and I can feel myself building towards a second orgasm as he flicks my clit with his tongue. His cock in my mouth felt like it was stretching my pussy even as his tongue assaulted it, I never knew that could feel so good.

I can feel his balls tighten as he prepares to let loose. I try to back away but Dick's hands on my head only allow me to get him part way out before he starts spurting. My revolt at the idea turns to pleasure, as I taste his hot cum in my mouth. God it was so....

"AAHHHHH!!!!" I groan with his cock in my mouth and I reach my second orgasm. I can feel my pussy spasm around Dick's tongue.

I made sure to play my role good as I licked every drop of cum off him. My newfound taste for cum made it much easier and, yes, enjoyable. If only it wasn't my brother.

Exhausted from the days events, I close my eyes.