Jake was sitting on the sofa, still processing the events from the night before, when his sister slinked into the room. She was dressed in a pale pink bra and panties with her brushed blonde hair hanging provocatively down around her face. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, with a chain attached to her handcuffs that ran up between her legs, with the end clinched between her teeth.
Jake stood up, brushed back her hair and took the chain from his sister's mouth.
"As I stole your balls last night... and locked them between my legs," Elena trembled, already feeling vulnerable, "I thought I'd give you this."
Jake adjusted his cock that was caught up inside his boxer shorts, and smiled as he pulled the chain upwards, its shiny links burying themselves into the front of his sister's pants. He pulled further, making his sister cry out in excitement as her handcuffed hands pulled more tightly against her butt.
Elena let out an excitable nervous giggle.
"I was just going to shower," he whispered, pulling the chain tighter.
"Can I come?"
Jake led his sister to the bathroom and locked the door behind them. Keeping hold of the chain, he unbuttoned and removed his boxer shorts and placed them on the hook. He then positioned his sister against the wall, pulled the chain tight and hooked it over the same hook that held his boxers.
"You can wait here," he breathed, kissing his sister on the lips.
"What? Can't I shower with you?"
"You can watch."
Elena looked on petulantly as her naked brother stepped under the hot running water. She so wanted to join him, but her attempts to escape from the hook only caused the chain to rub against her clit.
"I feel like a dog," she pouted, standing on tiptoes in an attempt to free herself.
Elena turned back to the wall and pressed her face against his brother's black underwear, the warm silk feeling gorgeous against her skin. She moaned gently to herself as she rocked back and forth against the steel links. She wanted to touch herself, but the tight chain infuriatingly pinned her hands against her own butt. She playfully slapped herself in frustration as she massaged her cheeks.
Jake turned off the water and ran a large white towel through his dark hair and continued to dry himself in full view of his helpless sister.
"I can't believe you hooked me up like one of your possessions!" Elena exclaimed, loving her predicament, but with an edge of frustration that her younger brother had imprisoned her on a hook in their family bathroom.
Jake pressed his body against her and ran his hand down inside her pants, "You're just sorry you can't touch yourself," he breathed as he eased the chain to one side and ran his fingers against her damp vagina.
Trembling with excitement she backed up against the tiled wall.
"Nowhere to go," he breathed as he kissed her.
"When I get out of these cuffs..." Elena tried to threaten, but then melted away into a dreamy moan.
"What, get out of the cuffs you locked yourself?"
"Yes!" she cried, desperately wanting to touch her brother's glistening body.
Jake watched her beautiful blue eyes dilate. They had always been large and Disney like. Slowly they started to lose focus as she climaxed and then gazed out as she stood unsteadily, hanging from the chain. There was a big grin on her lips as her body twisted, almost dance like, as she tried to escape her self-inflicted cuffs.
"I'm not releasing you from those cuffs until you're clean," Jake smiled, unhooking his sister and leading her by her chain back into the shower.
Elena giggled with excitement, delighted to taken into the shower by her brother. She watched the glass shower screen close, enclosing them in the small steam filled interior which felt wonderfully close as Jake's toned body pushed against her.
Suddenly Jake dropped to his knees and started to massage and wash his sister's legs. Elena stood helplessly in her cuffs as he removed her sodden panties and worked his soap cover fingers between her legs. His touch seemed amazingly gentle compared to the force of the gushing water and Elena didn't want it to end. Leaning against the tiled wall, she threw one leg over her brother's shoulder and wrapped her thigh around his neck.
Jake's lips immediately started to play with her vagina. Fuck, he was the perfect man who she had always been able to control him with her body. Whether she sat on him, pinned him between her legs, or just gave him her stern look, he seemed unable to resist or fight back.
She giggled. She had once reprimanded him and made him kneel by her desk. She had then taped his neck to her inner thigh while she worked, her bewildered brother just sat patiently on the floor between her open legs.
*
It had been a gorgeous shower and it was now equally gorgeous as Jake placed her back on the hook and slowly towelled her dry, his slow progress intermingled with kisses. Her brother seemed intent on doing anything for her, except unlocking the cuffs.
Elena dutifully followed as her brother led her back to the lounge and padlocked the end of her chain to the sofa. Still unable to stop smiling, Elena dropped to her knees and nestled her face into her brother's boxer shorts.
"So nice," Jake muttered as he pulled down his underwear and lay back on the sofa, "I may have to keep you handcuffed forever." He climaxed almost immediately and lay with flickering eyes still exhausted from the night before.
"Go to sleep," Elena whispered.
Jake wanted to sleep but was blinking against the bright sunlight streaming in through the large glass windows.
"Let me unlock you first..." he croaked.
"No need..."
Jake looked confused as his naked sister stood up and carefully knelt down astride him on the sofa. Gently, but insistently, Elena sat back on her haunches until her bare bottom was resting on her brother's face, her cheeks blocking out all light.
"Shush," she whispered, "Go to sleep."
Again, Jake couldn't resist his sister's body and within minutes fell asleep. Elena shifted her position a little but stayed sitting on her brother until he was trapped in a deep sleep. She then climbed off the sofa and curled up on the nearby rug and waited for him to awake.
*
Jake awoke a few hours later to see his naked sister kneeling attentively on the floor.
"Oh god, you're still locked up!" he jumped up only to realise that his cock was still hanging out. Elena giggled as he bashfully redressed before grabbing the handcuff key from her room.
"Thank you," she whispered, a little disappointed that her steel bracelets had been unlocked.
*
Elena returned wearing a short white bathrobe. She took her brother's hand and led him down the narrow stairs to the basement. They used to play cops and robbers in the basement and the sound of Elena locking and unlocking the door to the small enclosed space brought back intense memories.
Jake watched as his erstwhile jailer pulled open a box of her old clothes and pulled out a short red tartan miniskirt.
"I want to tell you a secret," she said as she threw the worn garment to her brother.
Jake smiled, he had loved his sister in this skirt and holding it to his face brought back even more memories.
"Check the lining at the back," she whispered coyly.
Jake removed the soft fabric from his face and felt around inside the girl's clothing until he found a key.
"The key to your bike lock!" Jake exclaimed, staring at his sister, "you told everyone you'd lost it!"
Elena flicked back her hair with only the trace of self-consciousness.
Jake had once spent a whole weekend with his sister's red cable bike lock stuck around his neck. It was still vivid in his mind. A neighbour had finally hacksawed it off, but not before most of the neighbourhood had seen his predicament. And now he knew that Elena had had the key all the time. He smelt the soft material again and stared at his dominant older sister, the beautiful girl who had shaped so much of his life.
"Watching you try to get that lock off your neck," Elena paused, pushing back her hair, "gave me a funny feeling."
"Funny sexual?"
Elena nodded shyly, "I remember sitting alone in my bed..." she smiled as she thought back, "... wishing I had also stretched the lock around my thighs."
Jake found himself trembling. While he had been teased by his friends, he had enjoyed the feeling of being controlled by his sister, branded like her slave. Together they had searched for the key, but Jake had spent most of the weekend secretly glancing at his older sister's long bare legs.
"I sat on your bed comforting you... with the key between my legs," Elena confessed.
"I should have searched you."
"Yes..." Elena smiled coyly. "Want me to try the skirt on?"
She slipped off her silk dressing gown and slowly squeezed back into the short skirt and paired it with an old white crop top which made for an outfit that looked even more tarty against her slightly fuller figure.
"You used to pin me down while wearing that," Jake trembled, the past seeming inappropriate by today's standards.
"At least I had pants on then..."
"And now?"
"Lie down," Elena breathed nervously.
Elena knelt down on his chest, before slipping into a schoolgirl pin around his neck. This time, however, she pulled up the short skirt and nestled her brother deep into her bare crotch.
