SOME SISTER

     Some Sister

     By Ross Martin

     Brandy was Jenny’s younger sister. They grew up in a rough suburb of Sydney. They were close to begin with but grew apart. Jenny’s husband, Ted went on to make porn for a living. Jenny got into the business when she discovered she was real interested in first bondage then out and out torture. No, she wasn’t fascinated by the receiving end, at least not for herself, at least not unless it involved Ted.

     Jenny from the start liked to play dress-ups and pretend she was really something. She liked to lord it over her younger sister, Brandy and for whatever reason her younger sister went along fine with it all. Then Brandy discovered boys and things changed. They lost contact over the years.

     The last photo Jenny received from Brandy was a picture of her in a pink cotton nightie with cute little rabbits on it. Brandy wasn’t so cute. She still had the face of an angel but she was all swollen and she stood rather awkward. She was with child.   

     In a typed letter Jenny was told by Brandy that she had married Roy, a no good who ran out on her after getting her knocked-up. It was a sad enough story. Jenny had heard it often enough. She just didn’t think she’d hear it from Brandy. The girl was usually a lot smarter than that. 

     Brandy grew to be taller than Jenny. She had stringy blond hair usually down to her shoulders, soft brown eyes like a cow and, in her pre-preg days, curves in all the right places.  She had run around a lot back then and generally poked her tongue out at Jenny, her then less adventurous sister, and got a slap for it on the behind. Now things were different. Now Brandy was desperate for money, or so she said, and Ted had a movie in mind that was going to make a bungle. All he needed was someone like Brandy to co-star with his wife.

     Learning about his sister-in-law’s plight, Ted read the typed letter, saw the hastily written phone number seemingly put there as an after-thought and phoned up Brandy. He then arranged a meeting at a warehouse complex he owned. It was in an out-of-the-way hole. Ted and Jenny had filmed there before and it contained all of Jenny’s favourite toys. Brandy, apparently being short of the ready but still trepidatious, agreed to the meeting provided everything would be settled before hand. She said she wanted time to change her mind if things looked a bit too tough for her.

It was a bright, sunny morning and Jenny was hoping Brandy would turn up on time so that they’d get most of the day in for the work. Brandy turned up an hour early dressed in a light cream floral dress. In such clothes she looked like any other tall, pregnant woman with gentle eyes and a come-hither mouth. She was nervous and it was obvious but it was more a nervousness based on growing expectation rather than growing regret. Jenny could see the difference in her eyes. Brandy, after all, was linking up with a sister and brother-in-law she hadn’t seen for some time. What’s more, they were about to start a project together that was going to presumably be good for all concerned.

     Over coffee and biscuits Ted and Jenny got Brandy to remove her cream floral arrangement. Her bra and panties were silvery white with little bows. They were oversized and trying not to look it. Brandy would remain in them until a deal was cut and an amount agreed upon. Jenny knew she looked great in her black leather dog collar, see-through black silk blouse and black leather panties and long black boots. She also knew that Brandy, though eight months gone, would steal the show. For once she didn’t mind.

     “I have twenty grand to present to you,” said Ted, “I will make the offer on camera. You will then either accept or refuse and it will happen before my audience. If you refuse I will give you two hundred and see you on your way. Understand?”

     “I think so,” answered Brandy with a perky smile and a sigh. “The filmed offer alone is worth some money to you.”

     “That’s right so, to be fare, it is worth money to you as well. I will be behind the camera filming. If you give my wife the nod then we will proceed with the full film and you will get your twenty grand. Understood?”

     “I understand.”

     Brandy looked at Jenny. Maybe there was still a way of talking her sister into just making a loan but she doubted it. She had really gotten herself into a fix. The question was did she want to get herself out.

     “Put your hands behind your back, Brandy,” said Jenny. “I’m going to tie your hands so we can get started as soon as you agree.”

     “Alright,” murmured Brandy, uncertainly. She put her hands behind her back. There was a short length of thin nylon rope, the kind that can cut deep into a person’s wrists, on a chair. Jenny used this rope to bind Brandy, cutting deep into her wrist. Brandy winced.

     Ted made the sign that the camera was ready to roll. From a nearby desk Jenny picked up a long glass dildo. It had a handle. She showed it to Brandy. In response her sister smiled an uncomfortable smile. She then looked down. In the past even an uncomfortable smile had gotten Brandy out of some pretty nasty jams. It wasn’t going to work this time. She nodded her head in Jenny’s direction.

     “Hubby, my sister is ready,” Jenny announced for the camera.” She needs the money and so is willing to star in our little epic... Isn’t that lovely? Shall I insert this sizeable number in her ass?”

     Ted made the sign that he needed more dialogue.

     “Now tell me sis, you’re willing to participate, aren’t you? I get to screw this hard into your asshole?”

     “Need the money,” answered Brandy in a quavering voice, looking at the dildo and then away from it. She made a sobbing, sniffling sound and looked down at her distended belly. “Need the money!”

     “Can you take it?” asked Jenny, gently touching Brandy’s belly and at the same time waving the glass dildo in the poor woman’s face. To Brandy the knob looked mighty blunt and mighty big.

     “You see, sis, I WANT to do it!” continued Jenny after pausing for effect. “I want to make you squeal like a pig! You do want to squeal like a pig for me, don’t you?”

     Brandy looked away but Jenny grabbed her sister’s face and made her look directly into her eyes.

     “NO MERCY you understand,” warned Jenny. “I will pull no punches...Just because you’re my sister!”

     Ted pointed to Brandy. It was now the moment of truth. The nod had been given but dialogue was bow required. There was still technically a way out for Jenny if she wanted to take it. Either two hundred dollars or twenty thousand would be hers. Brandy looked meaningfully at Ted and then at Jenny. Seeing nothing to hint at this being a joke and apparently needing a hell of a lot more than two hundred she opened her mouth to speak. Ted silently urged her on.

     “Yes!” hissed Brandy reluctantly. She bowed her head. “No mercy! (Sigh!) I agree to this...Just get on with it please before I change my mind.”

     “I will enjoy this!” cried Jenny.

     “I KNOW you will (Sigh!) No mercy...”

     “I will stick this up your ass,” cried Jenny vindictively. “I will totally ignore your delicate condition. I will use alligator clips, the ones with the nasty sharp teeth, on your nipples that are now super sensitive and on your clit! I make women SUFFER for a living. I won’t spare you! NO MERCY!”

     Jenny was as good as her word. She had Brandy against the shed wall with legs spread. She pulled down the big silvery panties and had her facing the camera so nothing would go missing of what was about to happen. Brandy had a hairy cunt that would no doubt play well with some viewers.

     “Please don’t!” murmured Brandy but Jenny dug around behind Brandy until she found the opening she wanted and shoved hard. Brandy screamed. She screamed between gasps and loud grunts like a proverbial porker before it squeezed and twisted its way in. After that Brandy was a bit wobbly on her feet. Jenny then took her sister away from the wall by but a few feet and organised for a crane to pick up the rope binding her wrist. Brandy was hoisted by her arms a little and she yelped from the sudden pain. Then the bra was cut from her with a sharp pair of scissors resulting in a lot of breast flopping into Jenny’s hands. The alligator clips then went on. They hurt Brandy a LOT and had weights attached to them so they would eventually hurt more. The dildo slipped out and it took Jenny a good twenty minutes of heavy grunts and squeals from Brandy to get it back in. Ted motioned for a break and stopped filming.

     “Let’s get something to eat,” he said. “I have sandwiches and beer in the other room.”

     “Can you get some for me hon.?,” asked Jenny. “I want to keep sis here company.”

     “Sure,” said Ted and went off.

     “Let me down, PLEASE!” cried Brandy. Her arms were shafts of searing agony and her tits and arsehole were likewise on fire. She was also sweating.

      Jenny wiped Brandy’s face and breasts with a towel, being sure to touch off the clamps by moving them about vigorously. Brandy moaned in response. A big tear rolled down her face.

     “Let’s talk about the real reason you are here,” said Jenny. “For a while now you’ve known we’re not sisters at least by blood. You were adopted. It makes no never mind to me. Also I know you are in a BDSM relationship and this Roy hadn’t deserted you at all. He just refuses to administer to these needs of yours while you are the way you are.”

     “How did you know?” sniffed Brandy.

     “I am also aware that you don’t really need the twenty thousand and that you have a craving for torture. You still do, don’t you?”

    “Changed my mind...Let me down? Let me go?”

    “No sis. A deal’s a deal. But I won’t tell Ted about your little deception. It’s between you and me.”

   “Need to pee...now!” groaned Brandy, desperation in her voice.

   “Wait for Ted’s return.”

   “Tell him to hurry!”

   “I will do no such thing.”

   Ted returned with sandwiches and coffee. Jenny grabbed a sandwich and signalled for Ted to start filming again. She munched on a ham and tomato while searching for Brandy’s clit. Once found she didn’t let go but began to pull, pinch and squeeze the thing. This put her victim into spasms of shuddering, wobbling, sobbing agony. Brandy screamed and screamed until she was out of breath and then made pitiful mewing sounds. Eventually after making one final savage twist Jenny let go of Brandy’s now severely reddened means to release the water building up inside her.

   “Pee now Bitch!” ordered Jenny. Brandy looked at her sister and then at Ted. She wanted to but her clit throbbed so and she knew the pee coming out would sting like crazy. It would be like having a pipe cleaner shoved in there and turned around. Roy had done that to her once and has her climbing the walls. It had not been pleasant but it had been arousing.

When she couldn’t hold it in any more and it did arrive, the piss dribbled out at first causing Brandy to whimper loudly then it poured forth in a real gusher. Brandy howled with both embarrassment and the stabbing unrelenting pain caused by all that twisting and pulling. She cried heartily for some minutes afterward on Jenny’s extended shoulder. Ted found it to be good entertainment. Then Jenny touched Brandy’s cunt and found it to be moist with something beside piss. She sniffed it and worked out quickly what it was.

“You old fraud!” cried Jenny, slapping her sister had a few times on her nipples, sending the weights on the alligator clips flying up and down. Brandy howled and came some more.  

When Brandy stopped howling Jenny took out a large red ball gag. The ball was going to be a strain on Brandy’s mouth but that was okay. Jenny wiped it with the drops of piss gathered in the hair around her captive’s clit and then shoved it into her mouth, securing it into place. Brandy choked back the tears and the smell of her own urine. Jenny signalled Ted to stop filming and went off to finish her lunch.

     Jenny came back to a bound pregnant girl about to faint on the spot. She examined Brandy and discovered her eyes lacked lustre and her hands were deep red, turning white. The dildo had slipped out and was lying on the ground. Jenny signalled Ted to stop filming then she cut Brandy’s rope and led the girl onto a nearby mattress in the corner. They let her sleep there for a while, ball gag still in her mouth, alligator clips still on. Ted took a few snaps of brandy this way before Jenny took the ball gag out and removed the clips.

     Three hours later Brandy was wakened with a few hard, sharp slaps across the face delivered by Jenny. She was then dressed in a T-shirt and white panties big enough to fit and given coffee and a sausage roll to eat. She gratefully took what she was given.

     “It’s over then?” asked Brandy hopefully. She felt her wrists. They were getting back to normal. They no longer tingled. Her tits were still sore and so was her ass and clit.

     “WE’LL decide when it’s over,” said Jenny.

Brandy was led to a platform designed for mature bovines. This time her arms were fixed to the bars of a rather old machine. Her back was bent over and her tits were positioned forward. Ted had his camera aimed at her face and boobs.

     “What are you going to do to me now?” asked Brandy.

     “Slaves don’t ask questions,” advised Jenny. She shoved the stinky ball gag back into Brandy’s mouth and cut holes in the T-shirt. She then attached a tube to each of Brandy’s extended and wobbly udders. Ted signalled he was ready to film and a switch was pulled. The tubes began to suck mightily. Brandy gasped. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was being milked as if she were a cow!

    “Say moo, honey,” said Jenny, kissing away one of Brandy’s tears.

    Brandy wriggled to get free. Torture, yes, but milking? Her nipples were being stretched and the pulling was quite painful. And it continued. Jenny took a seat and watched her sister suffer bother embarrassment and the rest. Brandy tasted her own piss from the ball and it was sour. It also smelled. After all the coffee she felt like belching but couldn’t. Her tummy began to rumble rather loudly. She signalled Jenny to cut away the panties because she was about to go again. Jenny was slow to do so. What’s more she got down on her knees to where she could nibble her sister’s clit with her teeth. She then took down the panties so she could do so.

     “Piss on me, Bitch and it will go VERY hard on you,” advised Jenny. Brandy shook her head. How could she hold it in? She had to though and that added to her discomfort. Jenny began to stretch out Brandy’s already pounding clit with tongue and teeth. The teeth were sharp and made Brandy squeal.

   “Do you like this, sis?” asked Jenny. Brandy grunted and shook her head emphatically to the contrary. She snorted loudly as more pressure was put on her clit.  Brandy moaned slow and then fast. Jenny got out of the way in time as a stream of piss made Brandy shake and shiver. It lasted a good while as the machine continued to pound on the unfortunate’s breasts.

   “There! Happy now?” asked Jenny.

    In answer Brandy sniffed at her as Jenny took a towel and wiped some of the piss away from her sister’s legs.  Jenny looked at the milk already collected. There were only a few drops. The machine continued to chug away.

     “Hurt much, sis?” asked Jenny. Brandy nodded emphatically and made a whimpering sound pointing to her punished tits.

     “I would LOVE to help out I really would,” said Jenny. “But no mercy, remember?”

     Brandy grunted in reply and began to blubber softly to herself.

     “This could be getting dull for your average viewer,” Jenny argued. She had a small horse hair whip. She took it off a nearby bench and walked over to Brandy with it. “I think twenty on your clit would be lovely, don’t you?”

    Brandy shook her head emphatically and tried to plead with her eyes. Jenny laughed and gave her the whipping. Each blow was directly on the clit making Brandy jump as best she could in her restraints. She tried putting her legs together to escape the agony but her belly got in the way. Brandy roared with each blow and counted off in her mind forty, not twenty.  Jenny then took the gag out of Brandy’s mouth and gave her a drink of water from a mug.

     “Th-th-thank you,” wined Brandy once she got her mouth working.

    “Thank you Mistress,” said Jenny, slapping Brandy’s face hard.

   “Th-th-thank you Mistress,” wined Brandy.

   Jenny only collected a quarter of a glass of milk before turning off the machine and untying Brandy. She drank it before the camera saying how sweet it was. Ted filmed Jenny leading Brandy gently to the mattress and then allowing her to flop.

    Five hours later Ted roused Brandy by shaking her awake. He then gave her a good meal, plied her with wine and orange juice and coffee then tied her to a chair with a special hole in it. He then brought in Jenny. She was naked and looking rather sweet. She also had her legs in a spreader bar so she walked funny. Her arms were handcuffed behind her back. Ted had his wife lie down next to Brandy. This wasn’t easy for her to do but she did it. He made sure that Brandy’s clit matched up with his wife’s face. He added a dental gag to Jenny and got back to his camera.

    It wasn’t long before Brandy’s stomach began to churn and she knew she was about to piss. This was fine with her. A part of her had been having a delightful time being ordered about and generally abused. Another part was happy for pay back.

    “I take it this is a good way to end the film,” cooed Brandy. She grunted and wiggled until a steaming stream came out of her, washing over Jenny’s face. It was such a continuous stream too that Jenny could do nothing about it but swallow. It was disgusting but it made Ted happy and brought her closer in a way to Brandy. Meanwhile the stream was also punishing the pregnant girl because her clit had been so badly used. Ted filmed every splatter then turned his camera off.

    “That’s it for my epic,” said Ted. “I’ll untie you in the morning and give you your money. In the meantime you don’t mind sleeping the night here do you?”

    “A blanket would be nice,” murmured Brandy. “That is if you’re through with me.”

    Ted brought Brandy a blanket and draped it over her. He made sure it was tucked in so it didn’t hide his wife. He went off to a separate room where he could then edit his film. There were cameras set up so that he could keep an eye on the girls while he was in there. If anything interesting occurred he could zoom in and film it. To Jenny consternation and Brandy’s grunts of real pain the pregnant girl went three more times in the night. Ted could have come out of the editing place and wipe his wife’s face but he didn’t.

    The next morning Brandy left with the twenty thousand. She was back to wearing her floral dress but there was something in her eyes that said something had changed. A week later Brandy phoned Ted requesting more money. Ted said she would have to perform with Jenny again to get it. She ever so reluctantly agreed.

     Two months later Brandy gave birth to a son and had to quit her BDSM life for five years or so. She found it a dull five years.

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