Author's Note:
Thank you to anyone that takes times to read my silly little story. I do have multiple chapters of this written out already. Each will be around the same length, give or take. I'm going through each chapter and editing it for mistakes, or possible continuity errors, so forgive me not posting all 30k words I have already written.
I do plan on this being a story with multiple characters, that eventually will evolve in a harem. Also since this is the mind control section there will of course be themes of dubious consent, but I don't plan on writing the mc to be cruel like that.
Please leave me any constructive feedback, I want to get better at this. And again,
Thank you.
Twisting Sister
I woke up far earlier than was normal. A headache developing behind my eyes, accompanying the high-pitched tinnitus in my ears. It almost felt like the kind of headache you get when you're very dehydrated.
I sat up looking towards my window. The sun hadn't even risen yet, I had no idea that I was even capable of waking up this early. Standing up, I got a huge headrush; needing to put my hand against the wall to keep my balance. As soon as the sensation receded, I made for the bathroom, realizing I had to go pretty bad.
After using the restroom, I went downstairs and got a glass of water and some Advil. Heading back upstairs to my room, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my sister's door was open ever so slightly. Memories of hearing her masturbate flashed back into my aching head. I felt an odd tug, telling me to go in there. This feeling was more than simple curiosity, it was more like a need.
Slowly opening my sister's door in order to make no noise I peered around the corner; shocked by what I saw. There she was, completely naked, laying on her stomach limbs spread out like a starfish; well except for the one hand that was stuck deep in her pussy. Looking at her spread thighs I could see that wonderful ass that the women in my family had. Even more of note was the glistening wetness that was coating her thighs; leaving a wet spot in her bedsheets. Her head was turned away from me, I could hear the calm breaths of her sleeping.
I don't know what possessed me to do this, but I pulled out my phone and took several photos and a video. It was only after I finished my little photography session that I realized my headache was rapidly disappearing. I had just taken that Advil, so there was no way it was that. Once again I had a strong intrusive thought to smack her ass. I wanted so badly to do it, but I also didn't want to incur her wrath. Upon further consideration, ever since she got that necklace stuck on her, her mood did a 180. I couldn't tell you why I believed I would get away with it, but I decided Claire needed a little wake up call.
I reared back and swiftly brought my palm down on to my sister's ass, causing a satisfying smack to echo off her bedroom walls. I was expecting her to shoot out of bed in shock and anger at me. Instead, her eyes shot open; unfocused and glazed over. She let out a low throaty moan. After a few seconds her eyes focused in on my face, processing that I was looking down at her naked body. She didn't yell or cuss me out, her face went bright red, and she begun to tear up.
"Why did you do that?" Claire whimpered, burying her face into her pillow. Her fingers were still in her cunt, she didn't seem to notice they were still in there.
"Claire... you do realize that you are laying naked, spread eagle with your fingers knuckle deep into your pussy?" I said, unintentionally using a mocking tone.
It was amusing seeing her begin to realize that what I said was true. She quickly flipped over and sat up; pulling her blanket around her.
"y-you w-weren't supposed to see that!" Claire exclaimed with clear embarrassment.
"What was I not supposed to see?" I said, laying it on thick; intentionally teasing her.
"m-my p-pu... nothing!" she changed back over to the sister I knew, "Could you leave idiot, I-I need to get dressed."
She was attempting to seem authoritative, but I could clearly tell that her mind was in disarray. She was shaking like a scared puppy that was having their nose shoved into the pee stain on the carpet. I don't know where this was coming from, but I just had this urge. I needed her to know that I was man of the house, and that I wasn't going to let her walk all over mom or I ever again. I had already intended to confront her over her attitude towards us, but that somehow became co-opted into this new idea. I was gonna subjugate her.
"What do you need to get dressed for? It's not like you're going anywhere," I said with a smirk.
"I'm going over to my friend Lara's today, so get the fuck out of my room loser!" she asserted, yet still failing to look assertive.
"Oh, you're not going anywhere today," I reach over and grab the rainbow gemmed choker, slipping my fingers under to tighten my grip. As soon as I had done that, I felt an electric flow travel down my spine, through my fingers, and into my sister. She suddenly sat up rigidly, and looked at me with dilated pupils. Her face flushed with red once more, but this time not entirely out of embarrassment. Claire stopped holding the blanket around her and let it slip off her shoulders, once again showing off her nude body.
"I-I'm so sorry big brother, you're right; I won't go anywhere!" Claire murmured demurely. Her entire demeanor changed instantly. Claire was looking into my eyes, patiently waiting for me to acknowledge her. She did not attempt to hide her body, if anything she seemed to stick her chest out subconsciously, as an offering of sorts.
"Are you done with being a bitch all the time," I hissed at her, surprising myself that I even said that, "get down on the floor and kneel in front of me."
I did not know where these dominant thoughts were coming from, but I think I liked it. Claire slowly lowered herself down to the floor, kneeling a few feet from me.
"This is how things are gonna go around here from now on," I began, "you are going to listen to whatever the hell I tell you to do. You're going to start being nice to mom, and you are going to start training today!"
Claire winced at almost every syllable, it didn't seem like I was controlling her, it seemed more like she was horny and very timid towards me; and I would never describe my sister as timid. Seeing her so drawn in and scared of my words only made me want to push her more. I leaned over until my face was right by her ear. "I heard you last night," I whispered into her ear, "You were saying something about 'your whore pussy needing to be punished' or something like that."
She looked at me with wide eyes, realizing that I heard the entire fantasy that she masturbated to last night.
"I-I don't know what you are talking about, and why were you listening at my door anyways?" she rebuked, attempting to seem mad, when clearly she was still scared and turned on. I pulled out my phone and showed her the pictures and video I took of her; I smirked as her face went white as a sheet.
"Why do you have those!" she exclaimed, "are you trying to b-blackmail me?" she chattered her teeth, unable to contain her nerves.
"No Claire, I'm not
trying
to blackmail you," I retorted, "I am
