while big brother is away...

Hannah18

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Okay so I’m looking for a dominant and Very controlling guy to play the role of my older brother; I want someone who can be creative with their punishments (Examples; spanking, sent to room/corner, basically anything that you can think of) and isn’t afraid to get rough BUT actually cares! I also do not this to be one of those threads that jumps right into sex… I want a build up.. I want someone to punish me.

Name: Hannah (Annie)
Age: Eighteen
Height: 5"2
Looks: long dark brown/almost black hair that curls down my back, large brown eyes, slight tan, 32B, slim and petite.

Hannah had lived with her big brother ever since she was ten years old and their parents died in a tragic car accident. Growing up with him was difficult, sure they were close and had a really good relationship, but he very strict with her, almost to a point that was suffocating, she wasn’t allowed out very much, and she most certainly wasn’t allowed to date. Because of this Hannah has remained very sweet and innocent, always obedient to her big brother. Until this weekend.

IC: Hannah sighs as she looks around the completely trashed house; she could not believe that she had let her friend talk her into this, her brother would kill her if he found out.. Luckily he was out of town until tomorrow morning. Hannah giggles as a guy comes up, offering to dance with her, Hannah smiles throwing back her shot of vodka as she follows him into the middle of the floor, they begin to grind together, Hannah turns slightly, her mouth falling open as she sees her big brother stood in the doorway, anger written over his face.
 
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Driving home, I'm in a bad mood. I had been waiting for this weekend away with my buddies for weeks. And now work says they need me in early tomorrow morning to deal with an emergency. Just my luck.

I open the window and turn up the radio and start to speed to take out my frustration on the road. At least Hannah will be there and she and I can hang out tonight. I've been working so hard lately that it feels like ages since the two of us have spent time together. I hardly know what's going on with her these days.

As I pull around the corner onto our street, I hear music belting from one of the houses and wonder which of our neighbors is having a party. Then I see the lights from our house. I clamp my teeth together and frown, trying to control my temper. It must be Courtney behind this. She's a bad influence. Ever since she and Hannah began to hang out together, I've noticed a change in Hannah.

I throw open the door and see a sight that it is familiar from my own high school days. I am about to lose my shit when I see some dude with his hands on your hips, grinding with you. I hit the lights, shut down the music. People start complaining and yelling out. "Party's over , clowns. Get out of here before someone gets hurt." I am looking directly at you as I say this. There is a pause and a couple of dudes size me up, but my 6'4 athletic frame and the anger in my eyes persuades them it's a bad idea.

"Mark" you say as people were leaving "I thought... you would be gone.... I'm sorry...." Your eyes begin to tear up.

"Look little lady, we've talked about this before. You've got it coming to you this time."
 
My eyes widen as everyone leaves the house, I know that I am going to be the laughing stock of the school on monday, by having the party broken up by my big brother, and I know for a fact that a couple of people overheard your last words, due to the giggles from the girls nearest to me, I wait until everyone is out of the house, before turning back to you, looking up with pleading eyes as I feel the tears begining to spring to my eyes, slowly dripping down my cheeks. I knew that I shouldn't have listened to her, I should not have thrown the party, but my friend just kept saying how fun it would be and that everyone would like me because of it. Besides I was kind of hoping that I would get my first kiss tonight.

"No... I'm really sorry, but it was just one little party, please don't be mad" I say, trying to calm you down, but I know from experience it will not work, but I cannot help but hope. Glancing around the room, I do the only thing that I can think of, turning on my heel, I practically run up to my room, closing the door behind me and leaning back against it.
 
I am up after you like a flash and no sooner has your back turned into the door than it flies open, throwing you across the room. I look at you sprawled against the side of your bed, legs akimbo with your skirt riding up and your slutty makeup starting to run. "Hannah. Stand up."

Starting to cry and shake a little, you gingerly stand up and look down at the ground.

"You're dressed like a whore. Take off that outfit immediately."
 
My eyes widen as I begin to cry harder the tears streaming down my face, leaving a black trail of mascara behind. His words hurt her though, sure the outfit was a little more revealing than usual, but I didn't think that I looked like a whore, but I trust your judgement.

With shaky hands, I reach down, stripping down to just my bra and panties as the dress falls to my feet, I step out of it as I glance up at you.

"I'm really sorry" I whisper softly, shivering from the cold, "Please don't be mad at me, I hate it when you're mad at me" I tell you, frowning slightly, as I wonder what you are going to do next, I already know that I am going to punished.. the question is how?
 
"I am very mad at you Hannah. You have disappointed me again." I take a long hard look at you, crying in your underwear. I sit down on your bed near where you are standing and you see a little compassion in my eyes. I put my hand on your arm and say "Hannah, you know I don't enjoy this but you do understand you have to be punished for what you have done right?" You look down at me at nod, biting your lip a little, still crying. I run my hand down your arm and down your waist and thigh. I squeeze you a little and say "Well you're looking a little bigger than you have been, so the first thing is I'm taking you off food again. I will tell you when you can eat. And that means that I am going to have to keep you in here until your punishment is over." You know that I have the only key to your bedroom door and can lock it from the outside.

"But we have to think about the more immediate punishment. To teach you a lesson. We can start with the usual..."

Still biting your lip, you carefully bend down and lie over my lap, waiting for a spanking like you have so many times before...
 
My eyes widen, were you saying that I was fat? I was sure that I was completly healthy. Shaking my head wildly, I look down at my feet, not daring to argue, I hated being critisized, especially by you.

Gulping softly, I make my way over to you slowly, with shuffling feet. "I am sorry, please don't lock me in my room" I say as I begin to sob loudly, the sobs soon turning into hiccup's. "I will be good I promise" I tell you as I try my best to plead my case, suddenly feeling very tired in the whole situation, I give in. Laying myself across your lap, my entire body tensing up as I await the upcoming punishment.
 
I listen to your apologies and say nothing, waiting for you to lie on my lap. When you are in position, I stroke your ass a couple of times tenderly before raising my hand and bringing it down hard, stinging you. You body stiffens like a board from the pain. I am not sparing you any of my strength. I spank you again hard. You hear my voice "Look at the way your ass is wobbling. You are fat Hannah. I'm not letting you out of your room until you're looking sexier." I spank you again.

"From now on, your under my control and I'm not letting you out again until your body and your atittude is right." I hit you again, harder.
 
Hannah screams as his hand comes down on her ass over and over again, as she cries even harder; it hurt so freaking much, but his words hurt her much more, Hannah had spent her entire life trying to be perfect.. to be perfect for him, but the problem was that he wouldn't let her.

"I'm sorry" she screams as pain spreads through her entire body, causing her to cry loudly. "I will be good for you.. whatever you want, I will lose weight.. I will..." she pleads with him, trying to give him what he wanted.
 
After hitting you a couple of times more I say "OK. That's enough. You can get up now and sit next to me on the bed." You slowly pick yourself off me and sit next to me on the bed. "Now give me a kiss, thank me for taking care of you and tell me you love me. Then we can figure out where we are going to go from here."
 
I stand up, thankful that at least that part of my punishment was over, using my hands to wipe the tears away as I gingerly sits on the bed, groaning as my ass touches the sheets, it hurt so bad.

I lean over, kissing your cheek lightly. "Thank you" I whisper "and I do love you" My answer was well rehearsed as I reach over grabbing a cushion and placing it over my stomach, suddenly feeling really self concious.
 
"The first thing we need to fix is the way you look. Wash your face and then put on something sexy. I don't want to have to look at a fat slut when I get up every morning. I want you to look sexy for me. I'm going to take a shower. When I'm back I want you to be dressed up in something that will impress me and made up nicely. Then we can talk about your body and your training."
 
I cannot believe that he just said that to me, my own brother, I was used to critisizm, but this was just taking it too far. "Get out" I snap at you as I pull the covers back, climbing underneath them, pulling the duvet over my head as the tears stream down my face, you had really hurt me and it easily showed from the way I was breaking down.
 
I sit next to you on the bed and stroke the duvet, around where I think your head is. "Honey, I am just here to help you. It's because I love you that I am honest with you and want to help you improve. Shhhhhh..." I keep on tenderly stroking you through the duvet. "But you are being rude to me and that will not do. So I will have to punish you again."

You peek out from under the covers and you see me heating my house key with my cigarette lighter. You don't know what I am going to do.
 
"I know" I wail from underneath the covers, it just hurt the way that you said it, what you called me, and what you keep doing to me. I peek my head out from underneath the covers "I'm sorry for being rude to you" I say "but I was just hurting." I catch sight of the lighter in your hand and watch in morbid fascination as you heat your key up. I really hope that you are going to keep that away from me.

"You're not going to use that on me.. are you?" I ask, practically trembling by now.
 
"You know I have to Annie. Because you keep on being bad. I've neglected my responsibilities with you for too long. Shhh... it won't hurt for too long and it will be good for you."

I stroke your hair with one hand while I push the duvet down with my other hand until I can pin your knee down on the mattress and expose your soft inner thigh. There is a biting pain as the red hot key burns into your creamy flesh. I push my hand over your mouth to muffle your scream while I hold the key in place.
 
I scream loudly only to have my mouth clamped by your strong hand, god if I thought that the spanking had been bad,... this was excruciating. I squirm on the bed as red hot pain spreads through my thigh, I was completly at your mercy and what's worse about all this is that it would probably scar.

I whimper and then my entire body goes limp as I collapse back on the bed, my eyes flickering closed as I struggle to keep concious. "Please take it off, pleasE " I beg my voice muffled by your hand.
 
I leave it pressed against you until the heat dissipates from the metal. I put the key down and look at you a little sternly. "Have you learned your lesson, miss?" You look up at me scared and a little bit in shock. "This is just for your own good Annie. Now give me a kiss, thank me and tell me you love me for helping you like this."
 
I was in shock.. you had never taken punishments that far before, I glance down at the red mark on my inner thigh and long to soothe the aching skin, but I know not to do that until you have let the room.

My mouth opens and closes, before I nod "Thank you for caring enough to punish me" I whisper softly, as I lean up pressing a soft kiss to your other cheek "and I love you.. for doing this" I murmer. Glancing down at my leg "Is it going to leave a permant mark?" I ask, pulling my lower lip in between my teeth, nibbling on it softly.
 
I say "No Annie. I don't want to mark you. I want you to be perfect. Don't you want to be perfect? Now I am going to shower. Clean up and put on something nice for me. We have to start to get you looking sexy. I hope you can remember to be good from now on and do what I tell you. I am only trying to help you."
 
I nod slowly, relieved, the red mark was kind of ugly at the minute. Standing up I walk into the bathroom, turning the shower on cold, I climb underneath, the cold water feeling good against my burning ass and thigh and relaxing the rest of my body.

Once i am washed, I grab a towel, wrapping it around me and climbing out, I stand infront of the mirror doing my hair and make up to make sure that everything is perfect for you.

Finally I walk into my bedroom. Pulling on a black bra and some panties, I look around, finally spotting a dress that courtney had left. It was also black, and very low cut, the skirt stopping just beneath the ass.. it was definatly sexy. Sighing I pull it on, before walking over to the bed, sitting patiently as I wait.
 
I finish my shower and return to your bedroom, just wearing a towel with my hair damp. I take a long look at you. "See honey you can look absolutely beautiful." I walk up to you and give you a little kiss on the lips, lingering a little. I let my hand slide down your back and I gently grab your ass a little. "But I think we need to get this into better shape, don't you? I want you to be perfect. You can use my gym equipment downstairs." You can't help but notice what good care I take of my body. "Turn around and give me a better look at all of you." I step back expectantly.
 
I beam at your praise.. it made everything else all better, I was no longer botherred about the pain or the words, of course you ruin this, by bringing up the tender subject of my weight, but I oblige turning slowly.

"IF I promise to work out every day, will you not restrict my food?" I ask hopefully, last time you made me do this, I was not allowed to eat for nearly two days.
 
"I want to try you out on a new diet. It'll be part of your punishment for that party. Seeing as you were behaving like such a slut with that guy I saw you dancing with at the party, I am going to treat you like a slut. All you are allowed to eat is my cum. I will be at home for the next few weeks so I can help you with training and feeding."
 
My eyes widen at your words.. I could not drink his cum.. not my own brothers, but as much as I hated to admit part of me was curious as to what it tasted like.

"No there is no way in he..." I begin, but trail off as I see the look on your face.

"I mean, how will I even get your cum?" she asks, because there is no way he would ask for her to go down on him "And for the record, I am not a slut I haven't even kissed a boy..."
 
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