Riding the bus over to his apartment/office, Jason found himself deep in thought.
Three days prior, after a particularly intense sex session with his sister Evelin, Jason had imposed some kinky restrictions upon her. Restrictions that were to remain in place until they saw each other tonight.
First, as she had just finished rubbing his ejaculate into the supple flesh of her perky eighteen-year-old tits, Jason forbade her from showering.
Second, since her ever-drooling twat had just left a puddle on his bedroom floor, Evie was required to wear the same dirty panties.
Third, and finally, having admitted to her near-constant state of arousal, Jason prohibited Evie from getting off. No sex, no masturbation.
The truth was, in that moment, Jason had been really turned on. His arousal, combined with Evie's eager submission and deliberate self-humiliation, brought out something primal in Jason.
In those moments, he loved using her, punishing her, and humiliating her.
However, those emotions and desires only occasionally surfaced for Jason and were, in fact, usually intentionally triggered by Evie.
Setting aside those intimate and intense experiences of total domination, the truth was that Jason held his sister in the highest esteem.
She was kind, thoughtful, and caring. Genuinely a good person.
She was intelligent. Easy and enjoyable to converse with.
She was industrious and savvy. Her hard work and ingenuity fueled the sibling's current success.
And she was damn sexy. An eager lover and a willing sex slave. And she was head over heels, madly, desperately in love with Jason. Absolutely committed.
To be fair, Jason had used hypnosis to--somewhat unintentionally--hook into some pre-existing trauma and twist her will.
Even so, when Jason eventually came clean about his hypnotic manipulations, Evie held no grudge. Indeed she loved the idea and encouraged her big brother to mold her further.
So now, on his way to meet his sister, Jason was having trouble deciding what they should do together.
He was confident that she had upheld his directives, so he wanted to reward her.
But, her idea of being rewarded seemed to be debasing herself for her brother.
Again, this wasn't surprising as her most recent hypnotic programming was about removing limitations and inhibitions. Simultaneously it encouraged Evie to be a "dirty slut" and a "filthy whore" for her big brother.
'Well fuck it,'
he thought.
'I'll just wing it.'
That "settled" and thirty minutes of public transit yet to go, Jason pulled out his phone.
'God, I really need to get a car,'
he opined.
Opening a file, Jason looked at what he'd already written. He intended to finish this yesterday but didn't get a chance.
Then, while he'd started on it today, he was interrupted by the need for this excessively long bus ride.
And while it was a pain to type on a phone, Jason figured he might as well take advantage of this time.
So, he got to work editing the next phase of his mother's hypnotic programming.
**Janice Phase-Four Hypnotic Programming**
-Jason is your man.
-Jason is the man of the house.
-Jason is the man of the entire house.
-As a woman of the house, you are Jason's woman.
-All the women of the house are Jason's women.
-A woman satisfies all of her man's needs.
-A woman satisfies all of her man's desires.
-A woman who says "no" to her man limits her man.
-A man who is limited will fail.
-If the man of the house fails, the family will fail.
-Saying yes to your man's needs supports your man.
-Saying yes to your man's desires supports your family.
-It feels so good to say yes to Jason.
-It feels so right to say yes to your man.
Perhaps it wasn't his best work, but Jason felt like this newest set of programming was what his mother needed right now.
If Janice proved to be anything like Evelin, then Jason expected her to accept the programming faster and more completely with each new phase.
And, should this hypothesis prove true, Jason guessed he'd only need two or three more weeks (certainly less than a month) to wholly corrupt his mother. Soon she would become the debased whore he wanted, and he would have his revenge.
Arriving at the apartment a little later, Jason was surprised to find Evie waiting for him.
"Hey, Sis. What are you doing here?" he asked.
"You told me to meet you after school...," she replied, somewhat confused by his question.
"Yeah, no," Jason started, trying to clarify, "I mean, how did you beat me here? School's only be out for what... an hour?"
"What are you talking about?" Evie asked, still confused. "Yeah, school let out about an hour ago. I ordered an Uber and came over. I've been here for forty-five minutes."
"Oh...," Jason said, suddenly feeling very stupid.
"Wait," Evie exclaimed, shocked, "Did you take the bus?"
"Yes," Jason replied, head down in humiliation.
"Oh, wow," Evie said, trying a commiserating tone. "How long did that take?"
"Well over an hour...
"Look," Jason said, his embarrassment turning to anger, "I never had the luxury of using an Uber before, okay! So it didn't even occur to me.
"I never had the money. And even when I did, I never had any place to go because Mom didn't allow me to have friends or hobbies.
"Or, I was saving up. Because, unlike some people," he stared intently at his little sister, "when I needed a computer, or school supplies, or... or fucking CLOTHES, Mom made me buy it myself!
"So how about you cut me some fucking slack!" he finished fuming.
It was literally taking all of Jason's self-control not to smash something, and Evelin could tell.
She held up her hands in surrender and allowed Jason a moment to breathe before responding.
"Whoa, Jason, I get it. I'm sorry. You're right. You're absolutely right. I wasn't making fun of you; it just didn't occur to me."
Evie stepped close and wrapped her brother in an embrace.
Feeling her warm, caring presence and looking down at her beautiful face with eyes pleading up at him, Jason quickly calmed.
"I'm sorry, Evie. You didn't deserve that," he said, returning her hug and feeling a bit embarrassed at how quickly he'd lost his temper.
"No, I didn't," she replied, giving Jason a reassuring smile. "But I understand why you got upset. Those are some big feelings; sometimes, they just need to come out."
A moment later, she added, "I'm kinda surprised, though. I feel like you've been so calm lately.
"In fact," she added almost hesitantly, "based on how things have been going with Mom, I was starting to wonder if maybe you'd actually forgiven her."
"What? Why?" Jason asked. Though he suspected he already knew.
"Well, you know," Evie started. "When you first told me about your plan, I thought we would be dominating Mom, punishing her. But it seems more like you two are lovers."
Evie released her brother and stepped back. In doing so, her posture and her body language changed drastically.
While seconds ago she had been so warm and inviting, now she felt cold, distant, even antagonistic.
It unsettled Jason greatly.
"Okay, look," Jason said, "we've been over this. I need to take things slow with Mom because..."
Not waiting for her brother to finish his thought, Evie just started talking over him.
"Actually," Evie said, speaking loudly and over-enunciating, "I'm starting to feel like you've gotten bored with me.
"In fact," she said, this time even louder, "I'm starting to wonder why I'm working so hard for you.
"After all," Evie continued, "I realized that when it comes down to it, I'm holding all the cards."
Evie suddenly got much calmer. Her voice becoming much quieter, eerily so, "I have all the power.
"And, if I wanted to... I could ruin you..." she stared at her brother with a look of disgust on her face.
Jason just stood there in shock.
What was going on? Why would Evie, his only true ally, say these things?
She wasn't wrong. She did hold all of the cards, or most of them anyway. Jason's money and freedom directly resulted from Evie and her hot, young friends reselling the app he'd built and sharing the money with him.
They didn't need to sell the app. Sure, they also made money from it, but they were doing fine without it.
Evie's words struck Jason deep within a fear that had been buidling within him. He was taking steps to rectify the situation, to diversify and be less reliant on his sister.
But that was going to take time.
The worst part was that Jason had shared these fears with his sister, lover, and confidant. Having her use those fears against him felt like such an utter betrayal.
For a few brief heartbeats, he felt like his entirely new and wonderful life might be destroyed.
Then Evie said one more thing. Something that brought her sudden shift into perspective. Something that instantly filled Jason with relief. And something that made him think,
'Seriously? What the fuck?!?'
"So...," Evie said, taking on a defiant stance while looking at her brother through sultry hooded eyes. "What are you going to do about it."
Evie had been on the sexual edge for days now, and she was done playing games, beating around the bush, or anything like that.
She wanted to be used.
She wanted to be ridden hard and put away wet.
Jason had started to slip into one of his emotional, self-reflective moods. And she wasn't having it.
She loved her brother.
She loved that he was, at times, so open and vulnerable with her.
But now wasn't one of those times.
Evie was hoping that by antagonizing her brother, she would anger him and bring out his dominant side. She loved to get freaky with that side of him.
For his part, as soon as Evie challenged him, Jason knew exactly what she was up to.
'She want's to poke the bear, huh?'
Jason thought.
