Foot Slave Brother

My name is Zhao Liang, an ordinary high school student. Besides my parents, I have a younger sister. My parents are often traveling, and we own several buildings. My siblings and I rely on rent for a living.
Today is Friday. I finally finished a week of classes and returned home. As soon as I opened the door, a big black mouse jumped into my arms.
"Brother!"
"Xiao Rou, you're all grown up now! You need to be mindful of the difference between boys and girls!"
My sister is a goddess at school, with tons of guys chasing after her. Her cute round face often makes a bunch of naive boys exclaim "awsl" (a Chinese internet slang term for "awesome"). I have to admit she's very pretty, and sometimes she makes my heart flutter.
My sister looked up at me, her cute big eyes blinking: "But you're my brother." "Even if you're my brother, it's not okay." I pulled my sister off me and put her schoolbag on the sofa.
My sister pouted, looking unhappy.
I pinched her cheek: "Alright, stop it."
Suddenly, I noticed she was walking barefoot on the floor.
"Put your shoes on, be careful not to catch a cold. Don't walk around barefoot every day. I've told you so many times to wear slippers. If you really can't, at least wear socks." My little sister wasn't afraid of my scolding at all, and said with a grin, "Brother, help me put them on." "Get lost, you're so old and you can't even put your shoes on. Put them on yourself." "No, no, I want brother to help me put them on." The little troublemaker grabbed my hand and shook it incessantly. I couldn't do anything about it, so I took out a pair of pink bunny slippers from the shoe cabinet next to me.
"Little darling, lift your foot."
"Brother, do you think my feet are pretty?"
The little feet in front of me were white and tender, not big. A little more flesh would make them look fat, a little less flesh would make them look thin. They were just right, neither too fat nor too thin. The veins on the white instep were clearly visible, and the small and cute toes were crystal clear and round, jumping up and down restlessly. I couldn't help but swallow.
"Pretty my foot, hurry up and lift your foot." I grabbed her foot, lifted it up, shoved it into her slipper, and then put it down impatiently. I did the same with the other foot.
"Thank you for helping me put on my shoes, big brother. I love you the most, big brother!" The little troublemaker grinned and pounced on me, only to be pushed away by me without a word. "Alright, alright
, stop walking around barefoot all the time." I shook off my sister, but my phone rang. I glanced at the contact name and went back to my room to answer it. "Hello, Hanhan..." I couldn't help but smile and started chatting on the phone. The call didn't end until nightfall. I opened the door and found the little troublemaker standing there. "Why are you standing at the door? Is something wrong?" "Who were you talking to just now?" My sister's voice sounded off, a little hoarse. "Girlfriend." "You have a girlfriend? When did this happen?" " Today. I'll take you to meet her sometime." My sister's expression was a little off. Was she sick? "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "No...no...how could you have a girlfriend?" My sister's voice seemed to tremble. I scratched my head: "Although early relationships aren't good, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" "It's not early relationships! How could you have a girlfriend? I...I hate you so much!" My sister suddenly yelled at me, then went back to her room and slammed the door shut. Completely baffling . I couldn't understand her sudden outburst. After knocking on the door for a while without calming her down, I gave up. Children and girls often get angry for no apparent reason, and they can be hard to appease. My sister is a child, and a girl, so it's normal that I don't understand why she's angry. I went back to my room to continue chatting with my new girlfriend on QQ. Knock knock. "Brother, can I come in?" "Come in." I looked at my sister's red eyes and felt a pang of heartache. "Why are you crying?" "No...nothing, I just got angry with you, brother. I'm so sorry, brother. Please accept my apology." I patted my sister's hair. "Our Xiaorou has really grown up. She even knows to apologize after making a mistake. We're all family, how could brother be angry? It's okay, sweetie." "Then please accept my apology gift, brother." Saying this, my sister took out a chocolate from her pocket. The packaging was strange; it seemed to be imported. I smiled. "Okay, okay, you don't have to be so formal. I'm not angry, really." "Eat, brother." A stubborn look appeared on my sister's face. I took the chocolate, tore off the wrapper, and ate it. "Is that okay now?" "Yes." My sister smiled, her eyes almost squinting into slits when she smiled, looking very cute. "Alright, go do what you need to do." My sister nodded and skipped out of my room, even closing the door behind her, which was quite unusual. This girl seems to have really grown up. For some reason, I got sleepy very quickly. I usually don't get sleepy until midnight or even 1 a.m., but I was already feeling sleepy around 8 p.m. So I put down my phone and drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I instinctively tried to stretch, but found my hands were handcuffed with silver cuffs, and my neck felt cold. I saw a rope extending from my neck. Had I been collared? Looking around carefully, I realized I was in the study, sitting in a chair, but my body was firmly fixed to the chair with metal, and my hands were stuck behind the chair, unable to move. "Brother! You're awake." Seeing Zhao Rou open the study door and appear before me, I knew this was most likely related to her: "Zhao Rou, what happened?" "Nothing much, I just knocked you out, and then this happened." "Why did you do that?" "Because I wanted to." My sister said very willfully. "Let me go! Or I'll get angry!" "You didn't even try to comfort me when I was angry yesterday!" My sister seemed even angrier, which surprised me. Wasn't yesterday's incident over? "Besides, putting everything else aside, you're actually quite happy to be treated like this, aren't you?" "What nonsense are you talking about?" My sister snorted and ran off, returning a moment later with my laptop. "Look at what you've saved." Seeing my sister flipping through my folders, my face flushed. There were pictures, videos, and comics—all about queens disciplining male slaves, and many pictures of women's beautiful feet. "It's normal for people to have some unusual fetishes. Besides, I've never actually done it in real life." "Then do you want to try it, brother?" "No."

"Brother's lying! Every time I expose my feet, you stare at them!" "Then...then I...I'm afraid your feet will get cold." My sister pouted. "I don't believe you." "Okay, stop fooling around. Let me go right now, or I'll get angry." I changed the subject.
"No, I want brother to lick my feet and be my foot slave."
"Do you know what you're saying?" I asked angrily.
"Hmph, all I know is that if brother doesn't lick my feet, then brother's doomed." Saying that, my sister placed my phone in front of me. There was a photo on it. A
photo of me kissing her feet.
She flipped through the photo album; there were photos from all angles, and even a photo of me sucking her toes.
"I didn't do any of these things, did you photoshop them?"
"Silly brother, you were asleep last night, so I could do whatever I wanted." My sister was a little smug, but quickly changed her tone, "Anyway, brother, you have to lick my feet today, or I'll send these things to your girlfriend and make you two break up." I was a little angry: "Why would you do that?"
"It's not important, what's important is that you have to make a choice now."
"Xiao Rou, be good, listen to me, don't make trouble."
Without saying a word, my sister opened my phone's QQ and found my girlfriend's chat window.
"Xiao Rou!"
My sister had already selected the pictures, only the send button was left unpressed.
"If brother continues like this, sister will have to apologize to brother." "I...I'll lick them." My sister put down the chair, and I was in front of my sister in a near-kneeling position. My sister's bare jade feet were presented in front of me. Looking at those perfect jade feet, I couldn't help but greedily suck in the air in front of her jade feet.
My sister's jade feet didn't have any odor. I knew that she soaked her feet in milk every night, and she didn't like to keep her feet in shoes all day, and she didn't like to exercise.
To be honest, for someone with a foot fetish like me, my sister's feet are truly a rare work of art. But I know she's my sister, and I can't have any improper thoughts about her.
This time, being coerced into licking my sister's feet, besides the anger of being coerced, I felt a slight sense of smugness.
I opened my mouth and touched my sister's cool toes. There was no strange smell at all; instead, there was a faint milky fragrance. Licking her white and tender toes felt perfectly normal, yet I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
"How is it, brother? Is it delicious? Is it like you imagined?" "Remember to wear socks next time." My sister was taken aback, then laughed: "But if I wear socks, what will you lick, brother?" "You forced me to lick them, okay?" "Okay, brother, there's something I want to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Your girlfriend sent you a message, do you want me to reply for you?" "Yes, yes." "But brother just said I forced you to lick your feet, is that true?" "Xiao Rou, I was wrong, I... I did it voluntarily." My sister rested her chin on her hand and said with a helpless smile: "What would you do voluntarily, brother?" "I, I voluntarily licked your feet, Xiao Rou." Forced to say such words, my heart raced, and I felt a sense of shame and unprecedented excitement, just like when I first encountered those videos.
My sister patted my face with her cool feet: "How does it feel to have your face patted by your sister's feet, brother?" "It's...it feels so good." I wasn't lying. The girl's fair and smooth feet patting my face didn't feel uncomfortable at all; in fact, the softness was quite comforting for someone like me who's into feet.
"Then, brother, how about we make a deal?"
"What deal?" Having exposed my fetish in front of my sister, and even licking her feet only to be humiliated by her feet, I felt too ashamed to even look her in the eye
. "I'll help you reply to her messages, and you'll be my foot slave, how about that? If you make me happy, I won't send her those photos." My sister lifted my chin with her foot, looking at me slyly.
I nodded.
"Wait a minute, brother, let's have a 'master-slave' ceremony." My sister cheered and, as usual, rushed out to get a box and a tripod.
She took a camera out of the box and put it on the tripod, then took out a piece of paper from the box.
"Then, just read what's written here."
"I willingly become your slave...you're going too far..."
My sister raised her phone and glared at me, and I obediently gave in.
"Brother, I'll untie you, and you can do as I say later." Untie?
I nodded, but in my mind, I was already planning how to punish this naughty sister later.
My sister took out a set of keys from the box and unlocked all the metal bindings on me.
"Does it hurt, brother? Let me help you, no, let Master rub it for you." I stared at the phone in my sister's hand, and when she wasn't looking, I snatched the phone away.
"You, you! Give it back!"
I blocked her with one hand, and with the other, I deleted all the shameful pictures from the album, revealing a fierce expression: "You little brat, you've gone bad! You drugged me, stole my phone, locked me up, and even threatened me with Hanhan! I'll beat you to death, you stinky brat..." Without saying a word, my sister lay down on the ground and started rolling around: "Waaah, brother bullied me! Brother lied to me! Brother lied! Brother wants to hit me again! Waaah..." "You!" I watched my sister rolling around on the ground without any dignity, and I couldn't vent my anger.
"Get up quickly, the ground is cold."
"I won't get up! I won't get up until brother apologizes to me!" My sister continued to roll around on the ground and act like a brat, covering her face with both hands, occasionally peeking through the gaps between her fingers.
I couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache: "You're the one bullying me, shouldn't I be the one who's angry?" "I don't care, I don't care, brother has to apologize to me." Faced with such a willful sister, I could only apologize helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, get up first." "I won't get up unless brother becomes my foot slave and performs the recognition ceremony." My sister continued to roll around on the ground.
"Don't go too far."
"Waaah, brother doesn't love me anymore, brother would rather let me roll around on the cold ground than grant my request." "I'm telling you, if you don't get up, I'll spank your little bottom." I grabbed her arm and tried to pull her up, but she stubbornly refused to get up.
"Hit me, brother, hit me, I know brother doesn't love me anymore, it's so cold on the ground and you don't even care about me, and you still want to hit me." My sister shamelessly rolled over and lay on the ground, sticking her little bottom up.
"Okay, okay, acknowledge me as your master, acknowledge me as your master, get up now." Seeing this little girl rolling around on the ground, I had no choice but to agree for now, just like playing a game with a child. Of course, I wouldn't admit that I was also a little reminiscing about the taste of my sister's jade feet.
My sister jumped up from the ground: "Brother, let me tell you, you have to kneel on the ground and read what's on that piece of paper, then after you finish reading, put your hands together on the ground, put your head on your hands, and then beg me to let you lick my feet. After you're done, remember to thank me." After saying that, my sister seemed to think that wasn't detailed enough, so she pulled out a video from my computer:
"Something like this."
"No, that's too embarrassing, stop dreaming." I looked at the video with a black line on my forehead and directly refused my sister.
My sister grabbed my hand: "Brother~ Brother~ Please~"
"Don't try that on me, I'm telling you, I don't fall for that." "Really not okay, brother?" "No."
"No, I'm lying on the ground."
"Are you trying to scam me? Lying on the ground... Hey, get up." I rolled my eyes, but my sister pretended to fall.
She grabbed my hand, her big eyes blinking as she looked at me.
"Let's make this clear, you're not allowed to use this video to threaten me later, and you're not allowed to spread it around." In the end, I gave in and chose to back down.
"Okay." My sister then stood up properly, looking at me with a sweet smile.
"Just think of it as playing a game with a child, like playing house." I thought to myself, preparing to kneel down.
"Wait a minute!"
"I'm telling you, Zhao Rou, if you push your luck any further, I'll get angry." I said irritably.
My sister snorted and took a cushion from the box, throwing it in front of me.
"You stinky brother, I feel sorry for you, and you're still being rude." I felt a little embarrassed for a moment, but then I thought, something's not right: if this brat hadn't gone crazy and insisted on making me her foot slave, would I have to kneel on the ground?
I knelt on the mat, my legs tightly pressed together, and took the paper from my sister's hand. My face flushed slightly as I began to read: "I, Zhao Liang, have admired your feet since childhood, Zhao Rouyu. I hope one day to become your foot slave, licking your feet every day. Today, I've mustered the courage to ask you, my dear sister, to accept me as your slave and let me lick your feet." After reading, I placed the paper aside, pressed my palms to the ground, and gently rested my head on the back of my hands. My heart pounded, and I felt inexplicably uneasy, as if worried that my sister wouldn't accept me as her slave.
"Granted. Today, I, your master, will accept you as my lowly slave. Lick them." My sister's voice was somewhat cold, as if she were truly a high and mighty queen bestowing this upon me, making my heart pound even harder.
My sister's delicate feet were stretched out in front of me. I stuck out my tongue and reverently licked her feet, carefully licking each toe, even between the toes, not daring to relax for a moment. From the toes to the soft, white soles and then to the insteps, both feet were licked meticulously. My sister's feet seemed like a masterpiece of the Creator, captivating me completely.
"Not bad."
"Thank you, Master, for letting your slave lick your feet."
"Brother is done recording." My sister's voice became sweet and innocent again, and she smiled broadly, holding the camera with satisfaction.
"Hey, brother, why aren't you getting up yet?"
I snapped out of my daze and quickly got up, standing in front of my sister with my head down.
"Brother, why is your face so red? And your penis, why is it all erect? Could it be... being my slave excites you?" "Nonsense!" "Kneel down!" My sister's icy voice seemed to have a magical power, making my knees buckle, and I knelt on the mat.
That's it, now I can't hold my head up in front of my sister at all.
"You still say you're not excited? You told me that liars are bad kids." I stood up, blushing, intending to explain.
"Who told you to stand up?" My sister's voice made me kneel back down.
I looked down at my sister's feet, not daring to raise my head at all.
"Brother, just admit you're a perverted masochist."
"I, I, I'm a perverted masochist..."
For some reason, I didn't dare disobey my sister's orders at this moment, like a real slave meeting his queen, not daring to even breathe.
Suddenly, a small, white hand appeared before my eyes.
"Get up, brother."
I grabbed that soft, boneless hand and stood up, my sister blushing for some reason.
"Brother, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I like you." My sister blushed, but looked directly at me. "I've always known you have those strange fetishes, but I really like you. So even though I found out, I didn't dare tell you, afraid that if I did, our relationship would drift apart. Yesterday, when I heard you were dating, I was so, so, so sad. I cried for a long, long time because if you have a girlfriend, I can't be as close to you as before. Just thinking about that makes me so, so sad. I don't know what to do... until I remembered your special fetish. Brother, I want to be your girlfriend, your wife, but if that's not possible, let me be your master. I want to be with you forever, not like other siblings who drift apart after starting their own families. Let's maintain a different but still close relationship, okay?" I fell silent. I didn't know my usually lively and adorable sister had such deep feelings for me.
"I..."
"Brother, please don't reject me, please."
"...Okay."
A smile appeared on my sister's face, as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.
"Brothers and sisters can't kiss, but masters and slaves can. If a master wants to play with a slave's mouth, the slave can't refuse." The sister said, closing her eyes and hugging my neck, her cherry lips pressed against mine.
I put my hand between our mouths, and the sister opened her eyes, her eyes full of tears.
"I... just kissed your feet."
"It's okay, I will never hate my brother, just like I never hated that masochistic brother with a foot fetish." The girl's soft tongue stirred in my mouth, and I tasted the flavor of a girl's mouth for the first time. It turns out that kissing really is as they say.
It's sweet.
(1) The first training in the morning and foot fetish with my sister
The next morning, I was woken up by the incessant knocking on the door. I opened my eyes groggily and picked up my phone to check the time.
It was only six o'clock in the morning!
"Please... it's only six in the morning..." I muttered to myself as I reluctantly got up and opened the door. Standing there was my little sister, wearing a pink pig-patterned pajama and an adorable nightgown, a sweet smile on her face.
"Brother, do you remember what happened yesterday?"
I instantly snapped back to reality, recalling the absurd things that had transpired. Not only had I licked her feet, but I'd also performed a kind of "master-slave" ceremony. I didn't know where to put my hands and looked at her awkwardly.
"You seem to remember, brother. Well then, starting today, your master will properly train you to be a good, obedient dog, okay?" My sister tiptoed and patted my head, like she was petting a puppy.
"Okay,"
I replied softly, and my sister immediately responded with a clear, melodious laugh.
"Then let's start with the most basic etiquette, like... how to address the master? What would you like to call me, brother?" "Anything... is fine."
My sister's face was full of smiles. "Can I call you master? Can you say it for me, brother?" "Master..." I said softly, keeping my head down, not looking at my sister's face.
"Say it louder, I can't hear you."
"Master!"
"Look up at me."
I looked up and saw my sister's delicate and lovely face, like a white porcelain doll. The smile on that cute little face was also very cute, but it was this smile that made me blush with extreme shyness.
"Brother's face is so red, are you shy? Your usual manly demeanor is nowhere to be seen." My sister looked at me with a grin, pressing her face close to mine. "But I don't like the title 'master,' it sounds so cliché. How about... you just call me 'little sister' instead?" "Little sister." I could feel my face burning red, just as my sister said, I, a grown man, was actually shy.
My sister looked at me with a smile: "By the way, brother, you're so tall! It's tiring for me to crane my neck to see you." "Uh... you're not thinking of wearing high heels at home, are you?" My sister chuckled: "Please, brother, how could I possibly have such thoughts? The correct answer is that you should kneel on the ground, so that I can look down at you." "Oh..." I was also a little embarrassed by my own surprising thought process, but luckily my face remained red, so my sister probably couldn't tell.
"Then why don't you kneel down quickly?"
I snapped out of my daze and immediately knelt on the ground, looking up at my sister's flawless little face. I did feel a bit like the little puppy at her feet.
"It seems like something's missing... Let me think..." My sister seemed to be thinking about something, looking me up and down. Her gaze wasn't like looking at a person, but rather like looking at an animal. This gaze gave me a strange excitement, and also made me feel even more superior to my sister.
"Ah, I remember now, brother shouldn't be wearing clothes. Please take your clothes off~ Dogs can't wear clothes~ Don't worry, the air conditioner is already on, brother won't get cold." I gave a wry smile: "You already thought of that, didn't you?" My sister didn't answer directly, but patted my face with her foot. The warm and soft touch made my penis slightly erect. I felt a little pathetic, that I could get an erection just from my sister patting my face with her foot.
I took off my pajamas, and when I was down to just my underwear, I hesitated.
"Shy?"
I nodded slightly.
My sister gently touched my penis with her foot, and it immediately became erect.
"A slut who gets this erect just from your sister's touch, what right do you have to be ashamed?" My sister's tone was contemptuous, but my penis thrust upwards even more.
"Really? You get erect just from being scolded? Are you really that slutty, brother? Let me scold you some more? Slut? Slut dog? Trash?" My sister seemed quite surprised by the change in my penis.
Under my sister's insults, my penis stood tall, showing no desire to bow down.
"Brother, this is really unexpected~" My sister's voice was still soft and sweet as usual, but I didn't dare look up at her.
My sister lifted my chin with her foot, and when I met her teasing gaze, I shamefully looked away, unable to meet her eyes.
How could I possibly look like Xiaorou's brother now?
"Look at me!" My sister's tone was harsh.
I could only meet her gaze.
"Brother, how long ago did you develop this perverted fetish?" "I don't know, maybe several years ago..." "Really? Brother, are you that precocious? That means you developed this perverted fetish in middle school, or even elementary school." My sister's eyes widened, her already large eyes appearing even larger now, sparkling beautifully.
"Hmm."
Forced to look up at my sister, like a criminal being interrogated, I had fantasized about a similar scene before—as a criminal, being trampled and played with by a beautiful policewoman. This scene was somewhat similar to what I had fantasized about back then.
"Then brother... have you ever fantasized about me?"
I shook my head. No matter what, I still have some bottom line; I could never fantasize about my own sister... Although sometimes I do linger a little longer on my sister's feet. My
sister blinked: "Brother, you really surprised me a bit. But brother, after talking for so long," you should be used to this in front of me by now.
I was startled, then nodded. I was now only wearing my underwear, kneeling on the ground, but the burning sensation on my face had disappeared.
"Take off your underwear too," my sister commanded.
My face flushed again, and I knelt naked before her.
"Brother doesn't dare look up at me, but your little brother is quite brave," my sister said, gently pressing her foot against my already swollen and engorged penis.
This was the first time I had ever felt a girl's foot. My sister's foot was soft and fleshy, and she wasn't pressing my penis down hard. I felt a shameful pleasure. Before, I had only fantasized about being stepped on by beautiful girls, but now my dream had come true. This feeling... was a million times better than I had imagined!
"Brother's pre-ejaculate has come out, it's wet and sticky," my sister said, her fair and rosy toes gently rubbing against my glans. My pre-ejaculate also clung to my sister's perfect toes.
Suddenly, my sister removed her foot from my penis. I looked up, puzzled.
"Why are you looking at me like that, brother? Could it be... that you want to ejaculate at your sister's feet?" "N-no... no..." That's what I really thought, but outwardly I didn't want to admit it.
"Oh? Really?" My sister suddenly lowered her head, her face almost touching mine, her warm breath hitting my face.
"Really..."
"Tell the truth... if you tell the truth, maybe I can consider letting you ejaculate at my feet~" My sister interrupted me, her warm breath tickling my face, and her words made me a little tempted.
"Do you want to ejaculate at my feet?" "
…………Yes."
My sister let out a clear and melodious laugh: "Then keep thinking about it, brother." I didn't expect that after mustering the courage to admit it, this would be the result, and I couldn't help but look at my sister anxiously, but she just made a face at me.
"Alright, crawl over here with me. It's time for breakfast. Today, your little sister made breakfast for you." I followed behind, a bad feeling creeping into my heart. Usually, our breakfasts were either bought from outside or made by me. Now that she's my master, she's making breakfast for me?
Something's strange.
Sure enough, as soon as I crawled out of the room and into the living room, I saw two bowls on the floor.
"Does little brother want to sit in a chair to eat, or kneel on the floor like a dog?" My little sister seemed extremely "kind" in giving me two choices.
I had a feeling that there was some kind of conspiracy behind eating in a chair. Since she was planning to discipline me today, she wouldn't let me finish my meal peacefully in a chair.
"I... I'll just kneel on the floor." I suddenly realized that I was a little timid in front of my little sister.
"Really?"
"Really."
My sister touched her smooth, fair chin and nodded slightly at me. "Alright then, brother, you can kneel on the ground and eat... Since this is just the beginning of your training, I allow you to use your hands and utensils." I followed behind my sister and suddenly looked up at her nightgown. A cute little red and white striped panty appeared before my eyes, and her two fair and tender thighs were also fully visible.
"Brother, why did you suddenly stop crawling?"
My sister turned around, and after meeting my gaze, she seemed to understand something. Her face turned red at a visible speed.
"Wow! Brother, you..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I quickly looked away, unsure where to look.
"Brother, as my little puppy, you actually have inappropriate thoughts about your owner." For some reason, I felt there was an undisguised joy in her words.
Was it just my imagination?
It shouldn't be... right?
"That's too much! I was going to let you eat with your hands, but now I've decided that you're not allowed to use your hands. You have to eat like a real dog." Knowing I was in the wrong, I just gave a soft "hmm" and continued crawling, quickly reaching two bowls.
A bowl of milk and a sandwich.
This wasn't homemade.
"You bought this, didn't you..." I complained.
My sister gave a soft snort and kicked my head: "Hurry up." I imitated the video, almost lying on the ground, supporting my body on all fours, lowering my head to drink the milk, kneeling at my sister's feet, eating in a very dog-like manner. Although I couldn't see her, I could feel her watching me.
"Huh? Brother, you're actually erect? Is it because of this position?" I drank with my head down, my face starting to burn again.
"Brother is really a slutty dog who's always in heat~" My sister's insults made me feel ashamed and embarrassed, while my penis became erect again. Many people say that there's a certain gap between being treated like a dog in fantasy and being treated like a dog in reality, but for me, there doesn't seem to be any gap.
"Brother, you've finished your milk, what are you still doing lying there?" After my sister finished speaking, I realized that I had finished the milk, and my head was still buried in the bowl.
"I...I..."
My thoughts were a little confused, and I didn't know what to say. I couldn't very well tell her that she was a good master and that there was no gap between my fantasy and reality, could I?
"Brother, didn't you still have a sandwich to finish? Eat the sandwich." My sister didn't seem to intend to make things difficult for me in this regard, and gently touched the bowl with the sandwich with her white jade-like foot.
I quickly nodded and finished the sandwich under my sister's gaze.
"Now that brother has finished eating, let's start officially disciplining him~" "You haven't had breakfast yet," I reminded her.
My sister was taken aback, then smiled, picked up a piece of bread from the table, took a bite, chewed for a while, then used the soles of her two jade feet to clamp my face, pulling my head upwards, and spoke indistinctly.
"Zhang Zhui (open your mouth)."
Was she going to spit it out?
For some reason, I felt a little expectant, even though I should have resisted, and obediently opened my mouth.
"Gulp~"
My sister swallowed hard, not spitting it out.
"I didn't expect brother to actually open his mouth, I thought brother would resist." "I..." I didn't expect to be teased by my sister again.
My sister smiled: "Actually, I felt a little disgusted and didn't plan to spit it into brother's mouth, I thought brother couldn't accept it, who knew brother would open his mouth so excitedly." "Who...who is excited?" I didn't want to admit that I was a little excited inside.
"Brother, next time you say that, let Xiao Zhao Liang go down first." My sister's eyes were fixed on my exposed penis.
My sister quickly finished a few slices of bread and asked, "Since you care so much about your master, as your master, I can let you choose how you want to be disciplined~" "I...I'm fine with anything." "Brother, you know, you're acting like a tsundere little girl right now. You clearly really want to be disciplined and played with, but you just won't admit it. Luckily, your master is understanding." "Who really wants to be disciplined? I clearly..." "Shut up!" my sister suddenly snapped.
I immediately fell silent.
"Kiss my feet." My sister's voice was still icy.
I looked at my sister's fair instep and kissed it without hesitation.
My sister laughed out loud: "You said you didn't particularly want to be disciplined, or does brother really enjoy being ordered around?"
My mouth remained pressed against my sister's foot, afraid to move. Whenever my sister spoke in that commanding tone, my body developed a strange conditioned reflex, and I dared not disobey her commands.
"Alright, alright, lift your head up," my sister said with a grin. "How does it feel to kiss my foot?" "I..."
"Don't waste time!" my sister commanded coldly.
"Very...very comfortable...kissing my sister's feet feels so comfortable, it makes me feel so noble." "Does brother feel like a little puppy crawling at his master's feet?" "Yes." "Hehe...I feel like brother is deliberately hesitating, wanting his master to speak to you in that tone." My sister's face seemed to bloom with joy. She stood up from the chair and walked to the sofa to sit down.
I didn't choose to respond to my sister's words, and she didn't mind. She patted the sofa.
"Come here."
I crawled over and knelt down beside my sister's feet.
"This position is pretty good. It's not like all those perverted movies you've watched have been completely useless, brother.
Come on, climb up and lie on my lap."
Looking at my sister's smooth, white legs, I realized that this little girl who used to follow me around with a snotty nose, constantly calling me "brother," had grown up into a vibrant and beautiful young woman.
I grabbed the edge of the sofa with both hands, then climbed up on all fours, finally lying on my sister's two long, white legs.
My sister's soft hands stroked my bottom, making me shiver involuntarily.
"You... Sister... what are you going to do?"
"Brother... do you remember about two years ago, when I was in the second year of junior high, you suspected I was dating someone?" I began to recall.
Around that time, I noticed my sister often secretly looking at someone's picture and smiling foolishly. Her homeroom teacher also told me that she was often distracted and suspected she was dating someone.
So, as her older brother, I pressed her to admit who she was dating, but she absolutely refused to confess. When she finally did, she acted like, "So what if I'm dating someone?" and kept arguing with me. I even heard from her homeroom teacher that she got into a fight with a classmate because of that boyfriend.
Our parents weren't home, and I was so angry that I spanked her hard. After that incident, our sibling relationship became strained.
Later, I found out that the photo was a picture of our whole family on a trip, not a picture of someone I thought was special. She secretly looked at it because she was afraid I'd find out and think she wasn't studying hard. It's true she often daydreamed, but it had nothing to do with dating. She confessed out of spite, and the real reason she fought with the classmate was
because that classmate had badmouthed me. Our relationship improved after I learned the truth. When she got into a fight with a classmate a second time, I confronted the teacher and the parents of those classmates in the teacher's office. After all, I was only a freshman in high school then, young and hot-blooded.
Of course, now I'm a senior in high school.
Snapping out of my reverie, I pouted, "Of course I remember. Don't forget I even stood up for you against the teacher later." "I'm still touched by that, but I still remember when you spanked me, brother." My sister moved her fingertips across my bottom, making me feel a little ticklish.
"Didn't I apologize later? Besides, if you had admitted earlier that you weren't dating, that you were looking at photos of our family outing, and that the fight was because of me, would I be so angry? And what were you thinking back then? I can't just say anything to you about a family photo, can I? Your thought process back then..." Suddenly, I realized the surroundings had quieted down, and only my voice could be heard.
"Brother seems to have regained that manly spirit, huh? Now you even dare to talk back to me~" "I didn't talk back..." Now my sister and I have switched roles. It seems like two years ago, I said something similar to my sister.
"And brother, you told me back then not to date, but you dated someone else~" "I...I...I...I'm different...I...I was wrong..." My sister just smiled at me, raising her hand high.
"Xiaorou, can you stop hitting me? It's embarrassing."
"Oh? What did you just call me?" Oh no
, I just used that word. It's not so easy to change a habit of addressing someone after more than ten years.
"My dear sister, it must be my dear sister," I said shamelessly.
"Brother, you're really shameless, but I don't dislike this title. As for the spanking... Brother, you're lying naked on your sister's lap, your penis is so hard, what are you worrying about being embarrassed about?" *Smack!*
My sister's hand rose high and landed lightly on my bottom, making a crisp sound.
How embarrassing! What kind of brother would lie on his sister's lap like this and get spanked by her?
"Are you wrong?"
"I... what did I do?" I was dumbfounded by my sister's question.
*Smack!
* "Are you wrong?"
"I'm wrong, I'm wrong."
*Smack!
* "Are you wrong?"
"Didn't I already admit my mistake..."
My sister slapped my bottom again and again, asking "Are you wrong?" with each slap. Fortunately, she didn't hit me too hard, it was just a slight pain.
"My dear sister, I've apologized so many times."
"Hmph, you were asking me the same thing back then, and you hit me so hard, my bottom hurt for days." "Are you...getting revenge?" I turned to look at my sister.
"Of course~ Girls hold grudges."
I remembered how she knocked me unconscious yesterday.
The sounds of "smack, smack, smack" echoed in the living room, but the force wasn't very strong. The initial humiliation gradually disappeared. As a masochist, I wanted to be spanked harder. My sister was being too gentle with me, but I was too embarrassed to say it directly.
Should I try to provoke her?
Oh well, it wouldn't be good if I really made her cry. She's such a crybaby... Anyway, she's my sister, and also my current... uh... master. I should be able to get my request granted... right?
"My dear sister."
"Hmm? What is it?"
"I want to be spanked hard!" I buried my head in my sister's nightgown, my face flushed, and said quickly.
"Spanked hard?" My sister seemed incredulous.
"Hmm..."
"I almost forgot, brother is a perverted masochist." My sister's voice rang out, "But why doesn't my masochistic brother dare to look up at me? Doesn't brother dare to face his own desires?" I looked up and met my sister's eyes.
"Brother is surprisingly bold, doesn't he? Does brother really want to be spanked hard by his master?" "Yes, I want to be spanked hard by my sister." I could feel my face burning, but I still spoke firmly.
My sister stared at me and touched her face: "How could I have such a perverted brother~ But it's okay..." "You bastard!"
"Yes!" I responded excitedly.
"Do you really want to be spanked hard by your master?"
"Yes!" After formally responding to my sister's desires, I let go. There was no need to hide it anymore. As for losing face... losing face in front of my sister wasn't shameful.
"Then beg me!"
I covered my face with my hands. "Please, little sister, spank me!" "Is brother imitating an ostrich? But since you're begging me like this, I'll reluctantly use some force." My sister's jade-like hands slapped my bottom hard, a burning pain shooting through me, but this burning pain also filled me with excitement.
Slaps landed one after another on my bottom, just like a child being disciplined by an adult for doing something wrong. Humiliation and excitement spread through my heart.
After a few minutes, my sister finally stopped. She shook her hand, a pretty smile curving her lips. "What a slutty dog. Luckily, I'm kind enough to satisfy your perverted and despicable desires." "Thank you, little sister." "
No need for thanks. You're my favorite little dog, aren't you?" My sister smiled sweetly. "Alright, get up. Your butt's all hard now. I've decided to give you a good help." I quickly climbed off my sister's lap, enduring the pain in my buttocks, and prepared to get off. "Brother,
just sit on the sofa. Your butt must hurt a lot. Don't kneel on the floor. Do whatever's comfortable on the sofa." I chose a comfortable position and lay on my side on the sofa. My sister's fair feet gently touched my penis.
"I just realized that brother's penis is so hard, and there's so much pre-ejaculate... there's even some on the floor!" My sister exclaimed excitedly, as if she had discovered a secret. "So brother gets this excited when he gets spanked. I've heard that some slutty women get wet down there when they get spanked. I didn't expect brother to be like that too." My sister's two soft, white soles rubbed against my penis, and it immediately swelled up, standing erect at her feet.
"Brother's penis is so hard, so hard. Does it really feel this good when sister rubs it like this?" My sister continued to rub my penis with her feet, looking at me teasingly.
"It feels good... sister's feet are so soft... so good..." I answered my sister's question, making a moan that sounded very much like a girl's.
"I feel like you must have been a girl in your past life, brother~" My sister rubbed my penis even harder, then suddenly her eyes lit up. "Just like this, you probably aren't satisfied enough, right? How about we try something different?" "What way?"
My sister smiled slyly, not answering me, but showing me with her actions. Her feet first rubbed and stroked my penis very quickly, then slowed down after a short while, taking several seconds to complete one up-and-down stroke. The
varying speed of the rubbing and the warm feeling of her white, jade-like soles gave my penis immense stimulation, and I couldn't help but groan under my sister's feet.
"I can tell you like this, brother."
"Yes, I like this." The stimulation from my lower body had already taken over my brain, and now I only wanted to ejaculate under my sister's stimulation.
Thump thump thump...
The sound of rubbing echoed on the sofa, and my penis trembled continuously with the rubbing of my sister's jade feet. Looking at my sister's feet, I quickly broke through my ejaculation barrier and ejaculated under my sister's feet.
"Huh... Brother can actually ejaculate right under his sister's feet! Tsk tsk tsk, brother's semen is so dirty, all sticky! Look, brother." My sister waved her semen-covered feet in front of me.
I lay on the sofa, breathing heavily.
"Okay~ I'll go wash my feet first. Brother, you should rest for a while too. Today's training... um... let's end it here, since I've already ejaculated once." My sister wiped her feet with a napkin and skipped towards the bathroom.
I watched my sister's back as I lay on the sofa. After lying there for a long time, I got up slightly. When my sister came out of the bathroom, we acted as if nothing had happened. She even urged me to put on my clothes quickly so I wouldn't catch a cold.
That night.
"Brother, I want to sleep with you." My sister, wearing pajamas and holding a Pikachu toy, walked towards me and said.
"No, you're too old for that." I refused her directly.
"Brother~"
"No, don't even think about it."
"I gave you such a good footjob today, brother, so please satisfy me! I promise I won't touch you." My sister looked at me pleadingly, tugging at my sleeves.
"Okay... alright..."
"Thank you, brother!"
My sister happily ran to my bed and waved to me, "Brother, come sleep with me." I shook my head and reluctantly got into bed.
My sister ruthlessly threw the Pikachu toy onto the floor, and she opened her arms, "Brother, hug me." I reluctantly responded to her hug.
Soon, my sister fell asleep. Looking at her delicate and perfect face, I couldn't help but sigh. What happened today was too surreal; probably no one would believe it. To do something like this to my sister, I'm really a pervert.
"Xiaorou?"
After confirming she was asleep, I gently picked her up and carried her back to her room. I covered her with the blanket, and when I got to the foot of the bed, I saw her bare feet. Her small feet were white and tender, each toe plump and rosy. Her delicate toes and feet looked incredibly cute.
After hesitating for a moment, I gently kissed the soles of her feet and covered her with the blanket again.
"Brother... I love you so much..."
I shuddered, breaking out in a cold sweat. I looked at my sister; her eyes were closed, and she was breathing softly. She
was probably... talking in her sleep.
I placed the pickup truck on her bedside table and gently closed the door.
[The End]

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