(Cont'd from part 1 -- Poor Henry has already been enslaved and feminized by his sister... What else could possibly go wrong?)
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Henry heard the doorknob turn -- He froze.
The door swung open and Miko, the 18 year-old Japanese exchange student who was living with them, walked in. He gasped and stared dumbfounded, unable to move. Miko stood in the doorway with her mouth open in surprise. Henry's briefs were down around his ankles, and a Playboy magazine was spread open at his feet. Even more damning though was his little pink penis standing up proudly in his hand. Although he'd just turned 18 himself, the scrawny and under endowed Henry had the body of someone much younger.
Miko smiled. So this is what American boys do when they're alone. She stepped into the bathroom and locked the door as Henry awkwardly covered his penis. He had to expose himself again as he reached down to grab his underpants.
Miko laughed, walked over, and placed her stocking-clad foot on the briefs, preventing Henry from pulling them up. She smiled and fixed Henry with a meaningful stare, then lifted the clothes hamper lid and pointed into it.
By this time, Henry was thoroughly embarrassed and more than a little confused. The truth slowly dawned on him --- he'd forgotten that Miko was not feeling well when he'd left for school this morning. She must have stayed home. When Henry came home thinking he had the house to himself, Miko was already there. He silently cursed himself for not checking first -- and for not locking the bathroom door. But why hadn't Miko knocked?
Henry realized that Miko was still staring at him, and her finger was still pointing at the clothes hamper. Sheepishly, he picked up his briefs, put them in the hamper. He quickly sat back down on the toilet and placed his hands over his wilting erection.
Miko laughed. She casually removed her white cotton socks and dropped them into the clothes hamper on top of his briefs. Then she turned to face Henry and slowly began unbuttoning her blouse.
Henry watched in amazement, unable to move or even breathe, as Miko slid the garment from her pale white shoulders. Slowly—without removing her gaze from Henry's face—Miko reached right over the top of him and draped her blouse on the towel bar. Her breasts were right in Henry's face.
The lacy white curves of Miko's brassiere held up the smooth ivory mounds of her breasts like some pagan offering. Henry could see the small lumps where her nipples pressed out against the material. He was already getting hard again and was having trouble hiding it. Miko looked down at his lap and raised her eyebrows. Still smiling, she reached down, unhooked her skirt and lowered the zipper.
Henry's jaw dropped as if it were attached to her falling skirt. Miko deftly plucked the skirt from the floor and hung it next to her blouse. Henry suddenly realized that neither of them had said a word since she'd entered the bathroom. Time had come to a standstill. The bathroom clock showed they still had an hour before his big sister came home, but Henry wasn't looking at the clock.
Henry couldn't tear his eyes away the pale graceful curves of Miko's semi-nude form. He marveled at how the tiny panties seemed to reveal more than they concealed. Two thin straps slung down off the smooth curve of her hips in a perfect vee. Halfway down the nearly flat expanse of her stomach, a small panel of white lace was suspended tightly between the straps. The seductive shadow of Miko's pubic hair lurked just beneath the lace. Henry drew in his breath.
His eyes widened when they got down to where the sheer panty lace ended and a tiny patch of white satin stretched over her pubic mound in a tight curve. Lower still, the bulge of Miko's pussy hung teasingly in the narrow space between her thighs, like some sweet forbidden fruit. Henry was so awestruck he forgot himself and let his hands fall away. His swollen little penis was now rock-hard.
Miko was thoroughly enjoying Henry's gawking appraisal, and his obvious physical reaction. She smiled and unfastened her brassiere, then let it slide down her arms in a long, languorous motion. Then she did something that surprised him even more, if that were still possible given what she'd already done.
She reached across Henry, as if to drape the brassiere on the towel rod. As she passed it near Henry's face he closed his eyes and inhaled her sweet scent. When he opened them again she was holding the bra out over his chest.
"Oh, Henry!" Miko's laugh tinkled like a wind chime. "You would make a pefect girl."
Henry flinched backward but there was nowhere to go. Miko pressed the bra against his chest and held it there. The soft, satiny cups were still warm with her body heat. Poor Henry nearly swooned at the feel of them against his skin. This of course while he was already staring at Miko's perfectly proportioned ivory-white body, mere inches from his face.
Miko's breasts were neither large nor small, but firm and perfect, like peaches ready to eat. Her pink erect nipples met Henry at eye level. He marveled at their beauty, eyes darting from one to the other as if trying to decide ... what? There was nothing for him to decide. Miko had assumed complete control the moment she burst through the door. Henry was left with nothing but his own confusion and embarrassment.
"Not yet!" Miko laughed again and pulled the bra away. She hung it on the towel rod, then turned and stroked Henry's cheek. As he looked up at her, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him fully on the mouth. After a moment, she released him and stepped back but her eyes still held his, and Henry felt as if he might fall into those dark brown pools. Truth was, he'd already fallen.
Miko hooked her thumbs under the tight straps of her panties and slowly pulled the tiny bikini down to her knees, where it lingered for a tantalizing few seconds, and then dropped to the floor. Miko picked the panties up and passed them over Henry's nose. Henry trembled, and his cock twitched, as he felt the soft wisp of material and breathed in the musky scent of Miko's sex.
Henry finally tore his eyes from Miko's and gazed—dumbfounded—at her now completely naked body. He had completely forgotten his own nudity. Miko was nothing less than a goddess; an Asian Aphrodite. Her torso narrowed like an hourglass below the firm globes of her breasts, then flared smoothly out again to frame the subtle rise of her abdomen. The tiny oval of her navel lay serenely within in this pale wondrous sea, beckoning Henry inward like a dark whirlpool.
Lowering his eyes even more, Henry drank in the sight of her exposed pussy. The short dark hairs covering her pubis thinned to nothing where her labia rose in delicate pink-brown folds. Henry felt an aching in his young loins; he struggled to control himself. Miko was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but then his big sister was the only other girl he'd seen naked.
Miko stepped closer and leaned down. She grasped Henry's erect penis and squeezed hard, then quickly covered his mouth with hers, stifling his panicked cry of protest. She forced her tongue down his throat and held it there, and cupped her free hand against the back of his head to prevent him from pulling away. Henry had never been French-kissed -- in fact he had only kissed another girl once before, and that only briefly. The combination of Miko's tongue in his throat and her strong embrace was wildly erotic.
Miko slid her free hand down to his penis and worked it with long firm strokes. Within moments Henry forgot his pain and shock as the ecstasy of his orgasm overcome him. His loins throbbed and twitched. He felt a blind rush of pure joy as his tiny hot load of cum pumped forth.
Miko kept working her tongue deep inside his mouth while she expertly aimed his cock. Cum shot up and covered his stomach. She pumped his cock until finally it softened and no more fluid came out. At last, she released him and stood up.
Henry sat back, panting and gasping for breath. Miko smiled down at him, but her smile had a cruel edge now. She leaned forward and dug her fingernails into Henry's testicles.
"Aaaghh—"
Miko clamped her other hand over Henry's mouth to stifle his scream. She waited until Henry stopped struggling, and she was certain that she had his absolute attention.
"You bad boy," she said in her halting English. "Your sister tell me you her slave -- she show me pictures." She laughed. "Silly boy, you wearing her panties!"
Oh no! Henry gasped. No wonder Miko walked in on him so brazenly – she'd seen the photos his older sister took. Yes he did look silly in those photos, but Debra was supposed to have kept them secret! They both knew the pictures of him wearing her sexy red teddy, with his little cock and butt sticking out, were potentially explosive. Those photos could destroy him at school. That was how Debra had controlled, dominated, and used Henry ever since she'd caught him red-handed, trying on her lingerie.
Henry shuddered as he thought about the things he had done for his sister since then. And the things he allowed her to do to him – since that fateful day. Now Miko was in on the secret too. What cruel things would she ask of him in order to keep silent, he wondered. Would she be as sex-crazed as Debra, or did she have something even worse in store for him?
"Debra tell me to have fun today. Say you mine for afternoon -- she come home late. Now you will obey me like you do for her." Miko laughed at Henry's shocked look.
Henry shook his head, still unable to believe what had happened.
"No? Okay, we give pictures to your friends." Miko began to reach for her clothes.
"No! Please!" Henry cried, frantic. He had no choice but to obey her, just as he had for Debra.
"Okay! You my slave now," Miko said cheerfully, "Know what that mean?"
