Before she knew it, Dylan had pressed the button to open the garage door but did not drive the car in. Ashlynn cast a glance his way just as he ran his hands through his hair. "Dylan, I'm sorry..." Ashlynn began, in a hopeful attempt to keep him from sending her away the way she'd convinced herself he planned to do. Dylan tensed, and the ghost of an almost cruel smirk appeared on his lips.
"This is the last choice I am giving you, little sister," Dylan lifted his hand to trace a lazy design over Ashlynn's wrist. "This will go one of two ways, either I park the car, and we agree that this isn't working out and you go back and live with mom and dad," Ashlynn opened her mouth to protest, but Dylan lifted a hand into the air to tell her to be quiet. This time, Ashlynn obeyed. "Or, I park the car, and you go to my bedroom, strip, and kneel at the foot of my bed. If you do this, you'll kneel in place, un-moving until I get there," Dylan circles Ashlynn's small wrist with his long fingers and squeezed, releasing his fingers only when Ashlynn's face screwed up into a wince of pain.
"What will you do to me?" Ashlynn's voice trembled, only slightly in fear but mostly with pure want. Her brother's eyes flashed with a darkness Ashlynn had never seen before. "If you choose the second option, it won't matter what I plan to do to you, Ashlynn. If you make that choice, you'll be mine from then on. I'll do what I like when I like. I'll punish you, and I'll reward you. I'll hurt you, and then kiss it all better once you've taken what I have to give you." Dylan returned the painful grip to Ashlynn's wrist, but this time did not release the pressure when Ashlynn's face showed pain.
"If you make this choice, sweet sister, you will be mine. There will be no boyfriends, no partying, no more revealing slutty clothing at school. I'll be a tyrant in your life. You will not make a move without asking permission first. On your knees. Make your choice, Ashlynn." Dylan released his grip on Ashlynn's wrist, the pulse of pain there feeling like a brand and making Ashlynn instantly miss his touch.
The remnants of the pain sent desire shooting through Ashlynn, straight down between her legs and pooling in the black lacy underwear she had regretted wearing the minute she had taken off running hours earlier.
Without another word, Ashlynn stepped from the car and made her way inside. She stopped only when she had come to the door leading inside to look back at her sexy big brother, who appeared somewhat worried that she hadn't given him an answer. Opening the door, but making sure she had stepped inside just enough for him to still be able to see her but far enough in that the neighbors wouldn't get an eyeful, Ashlynn pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it at the threshold. Ashlynn turned, catching her brothers eye once more and just in time to see the merciless, satisfied smirk plastered to his face...
