Big brothers rules-

[lovelylena]

You are my much older brother, who lives a few cities away. We do not see eachother very often, usually only once a year or so. We don't see eachother often because you do not
approve of our parents lifestyle. They like to go out and party and are not usually home and leave me to do whatever I want. As a result I am somewhat of a wild child. I too party a lot and tend to drink or do drugs. I like to stay out all night and tend not to follow any rules. Our parents recently died in a car crash and even though i am 18 and technically an adult, i have to live with you as i have no way to support myself.
Looking for an older dominant guy that can play my strict older brother. Once i come to live with you, you don' t put up with any of my crap and set rules for me to follow and punish me when I don' t follow them. Need a guy who gets creative with his punishments, spanking, corner time, early bed time, house cleaning, etc.
START:
I sit on the front steps of our parents house with all of my bags around me. You are about fifteen minutes late, due to traffic on the highway, and eventually you pull up in front of me. You get out of the car to say hello, but i ignore you and walk towards your car, leaving all of my bags on the front step, "It 's about time," I say, using a lot of attitude in my voice, as I sit in the front passenger seat, leaving you standing there.
YOU....

 

[Rocket1010]

The traffic is horrible on my way to pick you up. I'm still a bit peeved that you have to rely on me for support, but it was the way mom and dad wanted it. They made me promise that I would look out for you if anything happened to them. The accident was ugly and now I had to fulfill my promise until you could get on your feet and move into your own apartment. I had a big house on the edge of town surrounded by woods so I figured I could put up with my younger sister who is almost 10 years younger than me for a little while. Besides how bad could it be living in a spacious house.

When I saw you on the front step with all your bags I smiled and waved as I pulled up to the curb. Getting out of the car I walked briskly towards you calling out, "Hi sis. How is everything going?"

I was surprised when you got up and simply walked past me without so much as a hello and then I heard a grumble, "It 's about time." There was a defiant attitude in your voice and I knew you didn't want to spend time with your straight-laced older brother. "If only you knew," I thought to myself as I stared at the bags on the steps.

I watched you get into the car, staring straight ahead as if waiting for your servant to carry your bags to the car. I smiled as I walked back to the car without a bag in my hand. I sat in the driver's seat looking at your tanned legs and trim body. "Well sis. I'm not your servant and with an attitude like that you and I are in for some tough times. Whenever you are ready you can get your bags, put them in the trunk and then we can leave. Or if you prefer to leave all your shit here then we can leave now. So what will it be? Do you want to take your clothes or leave them?"

I pulled out my phone and called Darlene. "Hey baby it's Greg. How you doing sugar? I was thinking we could go out tonight for a while after I drop my sister off at the house .... No baby she is not going to be here long .... just until she gets on her feet .... ok baby I'll see you at my house in a little while."

I hung up then looked at you. "Well what is it going to be? I don't have all night to wait here?"

 

[lovelylena]

I sit in the front seat of your car and when you come back withour ever having touched my bags i begin to feel a little angry and the anger grows as you get back into the car and leave my bags. Im a little shocked when you tell me to get my bags myself,
"i dont have an attitude," i say as you get on your cell phone. I still refuse to get out of the car as i listen to your conversation

 

[Rocket1010]

As I talked to Darlene, I again heard that small mumble under your breath, "I dont have an attitude," I glanced over at you as I talked to Darlene and I saw you were not making any move to get out of the car and get your bags. Instead you are staring straight ahead defiantely listening to my conversation.

When I hang up from talking to Darlene and said, "Well what is it going to be? I don't have all night to wait here?" There is still no movement by you to retreive your bags. I simply shake my head knowing it is going to be rough dealing with you and your attitude. You have had your own way for so long living with mom and dad and now you are trying to see if I will bend to your will.

I look at you with your arms folded defiantely in front of you. "Ok," I say turning the key in the ignition bring the engine to a roaring start. "If you can live without your clothes then I guess we can go to my house!" I put the car into first gear and gunned the engine before letting out the clutch. As the car began to roll forward I glanced at you to see what you would do.