I stared at my sister in annoyance, wondering if she really wasn't hearing me or if she was just ignoring me on purpose as she looked intently at her phone.
"Sarah," I said for the fourth time. I said it louder and more aggressively this time, but still got no response. Sighing, I picked up the throw pillow laying next to me and tossed it in her direction. It bounced gently off her arm and she finally looked up to glare at me.
"Max, what the fuck?" She said angrily as she picked up the pillow and reeled her arm back, ready to throw it back at me.
I raised my arms up in surrender and said, "I just want the TV remote that you're sitting on. You would have known that if you'd answered me the first hundred times I tried to get your attention."
"I was focused on something important," Sarah answered as she found the remote under her leg and tossed it to me.
"Were you talking to another asshole?" I asked, an edge to my voice. Sarah had been getting involved with some shady guys recently, and her behavior had been off for weeks. I was worried about her, but she wouldn't listen to me when I tried to talk to her about it.
She rolled her eyes at me but ignored my question. "I'm going to take a shower. I probably won't be out before you leave for your game night." she said before getting up and stalking out of the room.
To my surprise, she had left her phone on the table to charge. After a few minutes of arguing with myself about my sister's privacy, I stood up and moved toward her phone. She wouldn't be out of the bathroom for at least thirty minutes, and if I got caught, it would be worth it to make sure she wasn't putting herself in dangerous situations.
I didn't know her passcode, but it didn't take me long to figure out that it was her birthday. Going into her messages, I opened her most recent thread of texts with a guy named Liam. From the looks of it, they had been talking all day, and for a few days prior. I felt anger start to burn within me as I read how disrespectful the conversation was. I only had to read a few of the texts to know that this Liam was sexually involved with Sarah. I was more interested in what had been taking up her attention before the issue with the TV remote. Scrolling all the way down, I began reading.
Sarah: I can't wait for you to come over tonight ;)
Liam: Oh yeah?
Sarah: My parents are on vacation and my brother is going out with his friends for some nerd night so we'll have the house to ourselves
Liam: Does that mean we can be as loud as we want?
This message had a tongue emoji as well and I tried to shake that image as I kept reading.
Sarah: It'll be hard for me to stay quiet when you're touching me here.....
I averted my eyes as the next text was a naked photo of Sarah from the waist down with her legs spread. Luckily, she had covered her most private area with an enlarged winky face emoji. My sister is a fucking slut, I thought to myself. She was just giving herself to these douchebags who wanted her for her body.
Liam had responded to this photo with an extremely graphic paragraph about what he would do to her once her got her alone. The conversation had left off with Sarah telling him to come around 7:00 and that she would be ready and waiting for him. I decided that things had gone far enough and that Sarah needed an intervention. I would talk to her tonight. I sent a quick message to Liam from Sarah's phone telling him that something had come up and that tonight wouldn't be good before deleting the message and his response so that Sarah wouldn't know what I had done.
I heard Sarah get out of the shower a little while later and I spent the next thirty minutes or so thinking about how I wanted to approach this conversation with her. When I felt like I knew exactly what I wanted to say, I walked to her room and knocked on the door.
"Come in baby," I heard her say.
Confused, I pushed the door open and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Sarah. She was laying on her bed, and she was completely naked. She was wearing a blindfold that said "Fuck me", which explained her greeting to me. She thought I was Liam, coming for their booty call. Her arms were under her and behind her back, and I realized that she must have handcuffed herself, which caused her breasts to be arched up toward the ceiling. She had also propped her lower body up on a couple of pillows, exposing a freshly shaved pussy between her widely spread legs.
"S-Sarah..." I stammered, not sure of how to react.
"Why aren't you touching me yet? I've been getting myself all worked up laying here, thinking about all those things you promised to do to me earlier" she said, shifting her hips and smiling seductively. She didn't recognize my voice, I realized in shock.
I knew that I shouldn't be staring at my sister like this, but I couldn't help it. She really was beautiful, and I couldn't blame all these guys for lusting after her. She had everything most guys dream of in a woman: big tits, a nice ass, and a beautiful pussy. She had all of these things that could land her an awesome guy, and here she was, disrespecting herself, waiting to get fucked by some guy who would likely never text her again. This was a perfect opportunity to teach her a lesson.