while big brother is away...

"I will show you. It's not going to be hard. And it will be a good way of keeping your foot intake down. Besides, it's better that I teach you about this stuff rather than some random boy who doesn't care about you."

I pat the bed next to where I am sitting and gently guide your hand onto the growing bulge beneath my towel.
 
I glance around the room, looking for somewhere to run to, but eventually come up with nothing. SIghing lightly, I accept my fate, moving closer, I sit next you on the bed, letting you guide my hand. I gasp as I come into contact with the hot hard flesh, I let you wrap my hand around your member.

"We are so going to hell for this" I mutter underneath my breath, thinking that it must be some kind of sin to touch your brother.
 
"Of course we're not Annie. I've always taken care of you since mom and dad died so it makes sense that I take care of you like this as well. You have to learn from someone."

I gently put my hand over yours and push it up and down along my now rock hard length. You are surprised by how hot and hard and smooth it feels. I begin to breathe a little harder and say "That's good Annie. How do you feel? It's not so bad is it?" I put my arm around your shoulders to comfort you.
 
I was surprised to find that it actually felt good underneath my hands, it was hard but soft at the same time.. something that was hard to describe, as I continue to move my hand up and down slowly.. now without the aid of your hand, leaning in I rest my head against you shoulder.

"It's all just so scary" I tell you.
 
"I know honey but it's me, there's nothing to be afraid of. And you are going to have to get used to it because this is the only food you are going to get for the next 3 days. Do you know how to get the cum out of it?"
 
I gulp as I look down at my hand rising and falling underneath the towel. "Can't I just keep doing this?" I ask, having faint knowledge on this subject, and while I seriously doubted or at least hoped that he wouldn't feed my anything else for three days, I was getting kind of hungry "Can I do that?"
 
I continue to breathe a little faster as I am getting more aroused. I say "You haven't eared the right to take me into your mouth anyway. But you are going to need food because I can't have you undernourished. So we will start by teaching you to make me cum and then you can lick it up. Then if you do that well, I will show you how to suck it out directly when you need food. Do you think you can manage to keep it off that nice dress or do you need to change out of it?"
 
"It's not real food though.. is it" I ask, wondering why you would be bothered about me being undernourished, when this wouldn't do anything to help.. Or maybe It would. I wasn't sure. Sighing I continue to move my hand up and down, going a little faster now, my little fingers squeezing you gently.

"I'll keep it on."
 
"Yes honey it is real food. It will be enough to keep you going while you are training and getting into just the shape I want you to be in. And you will find it delicious as well! You have to learn to trust me. You know that I love you."

I pause a little to let you stroke me. "Go a little firmer and faster honey and squeeze a little firmer. And play with my balls with your other hand but be sure to be ready to catch all my cum in your hand when it comes out, because remember that's all the food you will be getting today."
 
I nod, there was so many instructions that I could barely keep up. I slide my other hand, cupping your balls in my hand, and squeezing gently, massaging them with my thumb and finger. I grip hold of your cock tighter, squeezing firmly as I slide my hand up and down harder and faster.

"Tell me when you are about to cum?" I half demand, half ask.
 
I smile as I see that you are starting to lose your inhibitions about this and are doing your best to please me and work with me. "Good girl, that feels great... just a little smoother... now get ready beacuse it's coming..."

I begin to stiffen and inhale sharply as the climax begins...
 
I nod as I give you a couple more strokes, before moving my hand downwards, just as thick, hot streams of cum fly out coating my hands and arms, some dripping down to the floor as I struggle to hold it, pulling my hands away, I look up at you; a little unsure as to whether I can go through with it.
 
Ropes and ropes fly out. I always cum a lot and I have been working hard all week and haven't cum for a while so there is even more than usual. You are surprised by how much there is shooting into your hand and up your arm.

"OK honey that wasn't bad but you are going to have to learn to catch all of it and not to waste any. Remember, this is all you are going to get to eat for the next little while. But don't worry you will get better with practice. Remember its from me so you have nothing to be afraid of. Try it, I bet you find it's yummy." I smile at you while I idly pick up the cigarette lighter off the bed and toy with it a little.
 
I watch as you lay back toying with that lighter, and whether it was intentional or not, I was a little scared by this. Sighing softly, I lower my head flicking my tongue out, tasting the salty liquid and too my surprise it wasn't as bad as I expected, sure it wasn't great, but I could deal with swallowing it. I tip my palm up, emptying it into my mouth, the thick mixture running down into my throat and into my hungry stomach.
 
"Good girl" I say, putting the lighter down. "Now make sure you get all of it. You will be punished if you miss any of it. I need to teach you how precious your food is. I need to get you starting to love it and really working hard for your next feed. Go on drink it all down and clean yourself and the floor too. Then tell me how it tastes. And feels."
 
I look down, one arm still streaked with cum, sighing I drag my tongue down the dripping path as I clean myself up. "I don't really know how to describe the taste, buts it definatly good, it tastes kinda salty and sticky, and.." I trail off as I lean down, my nose wrinkling in disgust as I lick the cum from the floor.

"Thank you for feeding me" I say automatically.
 
"Good girl" I say tickling your neck and stroking your hair as you lick it off the ground. "You're doing great so far, I'm so proud of you. And it won't take you as long to get the cum out once your body is looking better. It's great that you luke the taste too it will make your diet so much easier."

"Now, we've gotta talk about what you need to do about your body. First, I am thinking that your tummy and butt need toning and there is too much fat on your ass and thighs... You can use my leg press machine and stationary bike downstairs for that plus some curls. Then when your body si ready we can talk about some breast implants for you and maybe some thing for your lips..."
 
I nod along with you... that is until I hear the final words. "Wait what? No I am not doing that.." I say begining to get annoyed. "I said that I would lose the weight, but I am not getting breast implants" I say as I stand, storming out and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me as I mentally curse myself... I'm going to be in so much trouble.
 
You know that I have a key that unlocks every room in the house, including yours. But you also know that the bathroom has a chain lock on the inside. I hammer on the door for you to let me in but you ignore me. There is a tremendous crash and splintering of wood as the door flies off its hinges and into the bathroom, breaking the chain.

"I always hated that lock" I say quietly, looking at you. "Who the hell do you think you are?" As you turn to look up at me, everything goes black for a second and pain explodes across your vision as you feel something blunt come into contact with your jaw. You collapse to the ground and feel a pain in your ribs as I put the boot in, although you get the feeling I am restraining myself and could have hurt you a lot more if I had wanted to. I grab you by the hair and drag you back to your bedroom.

"Will you ever learn Annie?" I push you onto the floor against the bed and lock the door. I get a clothes iron that you keep in here out of the closet and plug it in.
 
I scream as the door flies open and pain suddenly explodes across my face, causing me to curl up in a ball on the ground, only leaving you with an easy target for the next kick. I barely reconigze the tug on my hair as I am pulled into my own room. I wasn't going to apologize for this one, because you would not get your own way.

"Shit" I mutter through sobs as I see what you have just plugged in and it takes everything that I have not to just crawl at your feet and beg for forgivness, but I don't I just lay there, staring blankly at you.
 
I pick up the cigarette lighter and light a cigarette while I am watching you sobbing on the ground. I sit down next to you, still naked, and casually take a few puffs while I wait for the iron to heat up. I look down at you sobbing and shake my head slightly. "Why do you make me do this to you Annie?" I say, tracing a finger along your cheekbone where a welt is already starting to come up. I ash the cigarette on your breast burning you. I check the bottom of the iron with a licked finger but the hiss isn't angry enough yet so I continue talking. "Annie, this is for your own good. You need to learn to obey me."
 
I flinch as the ash hits my breasts and frown, "If you really loved me you wouldn't be doing this, and you wouldn't want to change every little thing about me" I say pitifully as I manage to turn on my side away from you. "If you loved me, you would be protecting me from pain, you wouldn't be the cause of it. " I snap. I shake in fear as i remember what is coming my way next.. I hated burns more than anything!
 
I don't say anything for a while and you think maybe I have decided not to punish you after all. But just as that thought dawns on you, you feel a sudden movement and my weight is on the back of your knees pinning them to the floor while my shoulder keeps your chest firmly pinned to the ground. "Annie" I say "I have had it with your attitude. You don't have anyone here except me and I am just trying to do what's best for you so you had better just learn to trust me and live with it. Otherwise, you'll just make me have to do this....."

There is an unspeakable searing pain across your buttocks as I firmly press the hot iron into it. The smell of burning flesh immediately fills the room as the iron hisses noisily against you. The pain is unbearable and you squirm beneath you, but I hold you down, branding you hard with the iron for at least 10 or 15 seconds. "How does that feel" I whisper
 
"Oh god" this was worse than anything I had ever experienced and growing up with you, I had had a lot of punishments, pain spreads throughout my body, and all I want is for it to come off, yet I dare not struggle in case it sllips.

I gag at the smell of burning flesh "I feel like I am going to be sick" I reply, as I continue to cry to myself, I probably looked like a right mess, with all the new bruises and scars, I had no idea how I would explain them at school on monday, but I could never tell on my brother. "It hurts so bad.." I groan "Can I please have some ice or something?"
 
I get up off you and stroke your hair again, putting down the iron. I open the window to clear the room of the awful smell. The security grille doesn't open though so there is no way out. I gently help you up onto the bed to lie on your stomach and kiss the back of your head while you cry gently.

I exit the room, locking the door behind me and go downstairs. When I return you see that I have a dozen ice cubes in a couple of tea towel and I gently put one on your face where it is swelling up. I have a small glass of water which I use to clean the burn on your ass. Then I apply some disinfectant, which makes you yelp a little but I comfort you with a hand on your head. I apply some burn cream and then attach a gauze bandage while kissing you gently on the back.

"Are you ok Annie? I love you."
 
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