Author's Note: I wasn't sure if I was going to continue with this story for a few reasons, not the least of which is that it's a little outside of my comfort zone, but enough people have requested the next chapter that I felt I should. There are still plenty of chapters left to write if people continue to show interest.
Please note that this story covers a large gambit of categories. There is incest, spanking, dominance and BDSM to name a few.
JD
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"Brian...Brian..."
I was so tired I didn't even recognize the voice at first. I burrowed deeper into my pillow and hoped that whoever it was would go away.
"Brian..." the voice called again, sounding a bit more urgent, but still I tried to ignore it. That's when the shaking started. "Brian, wake up!"
My eyes snapped open ready to tear into whoever stood above me. I only fell asleep an hour or two ago and I was exhausted. Today was one of the longest days in my life. My sister Lisa woke me up early this morning because Rhonda was missing. She'd left me and gone back to her sister after promising to be mine forever, body and soul.
I'd gone to Megan's to take the woman I loved back, but it didn't quite work out that way. Oh, Rhonda was back, at least for the time being, but now I had Megan and our bet to contend with and winning it would be no easy task.
I didn't want to think about the ramifications of losing it. Megan wouldn't just get Rhonda. She'd get my sister Lisa as well. I had a plan and was reasonably confident that it would work, but there was always the possibility that it wouldn't and I'd lose.
I'd been on an emotional rollercoaster all day working at accepting the craziness that was my life. I needed time to absorb it all, but it didn't look like I was going to get it tonight, certainly not based on Gabby's expression. I swallowed my anger at being woken up. Rhonda's little sister was clearly upset.
"What's wrong?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"It's Megan," the dirty blond answered.
"That's a given," I said, trying not to sound impatient, but probably failing. "What happened?"
"She's locked in your mother's room with Rhonda and your mom," Gabby answered. "I heard Megan and Rhonda fighting."
"Where is Lisa?" I asked, knowing she was the only other person in the house who could control Megan. If anything, Gabby's expression became more concerned. I was still groggy, but the idea of Megan with my mom got me out of bed quickly enough.
"Um, she's asleep in her room. I didn't want to disturb her," the girl answered.
I knew Gabby's real reason for coming to me instead of going to my sister. Lisa had hurt Megan earlier. Gabby wanted to help Rhonda and my mom, but not at the cost of hurting her sister Megan, at least not to the degree that Lisa had so done earlier. I could understand that.
"Let's go," I said, as I shook my head and forced myself to wake up enough to function. I led Gabby to mom's room. The door was locked like she said. It was one of those old, solid ones. I'm sure I could have broken it down with some effort, but mom being mom there was a key on top of the lintel. All the bedroom doors had locks on them for privacy, but they also had keys nearby just in case. Obviously, with Megan staying with us I would need to remove all the locks or take possession of the keys.
I opened the door and walked in to find Megan on the bed riding my mom's face rather aggressively. Rhonda was hogtied and gagged face down on the floor. It looked like Gabby was right and Rhonda had tried to help my mother. Frankly, that surprised me. I knew Rhonda loved mom, but I couldn't picture her standing up to her older sister.
Megan heard the door open and looked at me as I entered. She had the audacity to actually smirk. I was so angry I literally saw red. I was at the side of the bed in two long steps. I grabbed Megan's arms and squeezed, jerking her off of my mother and the bed in one harsh motion. I held her up off the ground making eye contact. I was shaking in anger. Her smirk remained despite the fact that I was sure I was hurting her.
"Brian!" I heard mom nearly yelling. "I'm okay! It's okay!"
"No, it's not," I said coldly, but I dropped Megan. She was so surprised that she fell off balanced and ended up on her ass on the floor. I ignored her and looked mom over carefully. She didn't look great, but like she said, she was okay. Mom saw my concern and forced a smile as she briefly wiped her face with the sheet. She hugged me afterward. I released a portion of my anger. I was still plenty mad, but I was in control once more.
"Relax, she liked it," Megan said as she stood and rubbed her hip and ass. "Hell, I bet she would have liked what came next even more!"
"Give it a rest Megan," Gabby snapped as she began untying their sister Rhonda.
"Come on Jess, it wasn't that big of a deal," Megan shrugged in annoyance. She clearly didn't like getting reprimanded by her baby sister.
"Jess?" mom asked in confusion.
"Please," Gabby sighed. "It's an old nickname that my family uses for me despite me hating it." Rhonda was free now and she pulled off her gag.
"She was crazy about Jessica Simpson as a little kid. Her songs were the only thing that could keep her quiet," she said with a smile as she remembered. I guess she was okay despite being bound and gagged by Megan. Who was I kidding? She liked it.
"It started out as a joke," Megan put in. "We began calling her Jess. She loved it at first."
"I was eight at the time," Gabby said pointedly. "And it got old before I reached my teens. I nearly died of embarrassment when you two came to my soccer game freshman year and called me that in front of everyone."
"We did, didn't we?" Rhonda laughed. Megan's earlier smirk shifted to an actual smile. She had a nice one when she wasn't being a bitch.
"After that we took up calling her Gabs," the oldest sister added.
"I wasn't thrilled with that at first either, but it was better than Jess," Gabby said, looking back and forth at her sisters.
