The Power of Blackmail

byCloverGazer©

Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content.

Hi all. This is a new story I've been working on that I hope you all enjoy. I'm still without an editor at the moment so I'm sorry for any mistakes you come across.

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When I was six years old I began an obsession with photography and all things beautiful. Watching tv and movies wasn't the same for me as it was for other kids of my age. I noticed the little details in everything, the effects or the fantastic scenery in the background were the things that I found interesting. For my 12th birthday I received the very best gift anyone has ever gotten me, a digital camera.

Now it wasn't a fancy one, it didn't have every possible function and effect under the sun on it, but it did allow me to capture and keep the things that I loved in my very own room. I took pictures of everything, plants, landscapes, holidays and the memory's that I knew I wanted to keep forever. Having the technology to possess a memory on a piece of paper was astounding. Why is it so overlooked?

After a while my bedroom became a place of peace and serenity. Pictures and posters of things that I thought were beautiful, rocks, flowers and sometimes even people. As I got older my interest in photography only heightened, and soon became a profession of mine. Not overly professional though, I wasn't doing weddings and other celebratory events, but I was selling my pictures online. Some as posters or canvases, sometimes I would make one of my pictures into a tattoo using the right effects on my computer and sell those.

I attended high school and then on to college to study photography as I knew that's where I wanted my life to be. It was the one thing no one could take away from me, it was mine and I loved it.

Now I'm twenty two years old, I still live at home with my parents and my two sisters. I have an older brother as well but he joined the marines a year ago so I don't hear from him often. The youngest of us is nineteen years old and her name is Louise, then there's me, then my twenty seven year old sister Isabel and then finally my thirty year old brother Curtis.

"Ryan! Ryan!" Shouted Louise from downstairs.

"Ugh. What?!" I shouted back.

"Hurry up! We're going to be late for the sale!"

"Ok one minute!"

Louise wasn't the girly girl you would expect her to be, she does look like the type though, having a pink bedroom for most of her life, but she was more of the book worm type. She often wore glasses for reading which hilariously makes her look more of a secretary than a geek. She has long dark brown hair, green eyes, long legs and decent handful sized breasts. Not that I really saw her as a woman before my sister, but a guy notices these things.

I had promised to take her to the sale at our local clothes store. We lived in a small town just outside of a major city which meant shops were too few for most peoples liking. I personally loved where we lived, it was away from any major city problems like traffic, litter and crime which made here a gorgeous green scenery of places for me to take pictures.

As for me, luckily the men in my family were built like brick shit houses. My dad is 6' 4 and has been a builder his entire life, meaning he's basically a walking battering ram. My brother Curtis is just a little shorter than him and thanks to his marines training he's just as big. Me on the other hand, well as you already know, I like photography so I haven't been "pumping iron" like the rest, but I stay in shape with walking, running and the occasional workout. Nothing over the top as the bodybuilder thing isn't what I want to look like.

I do however have the height, 6' 2 last I checked, shortish light brown hair and green eyes like Louise. Growing up me and my younger sister weren't that close, she had different interests to me and while my hobbies mostly consisted of being away from people, we didn't really know each other all that well. It wasn't until we were both adults that we started acting like siblings. Like going shopping.....

"For fuck sake will you hurry up!?"

"Oh god. Why did I agree to this?" I ask myself.

Reluctantly I changed, grabbed my camera and made my way downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs was Louise, looking pissed off.

"Why are you bringing your camera? We're going shopping not exploring."

"I always bring my camera." The only excuse I ever used when someone asked me that question.

Louise rolled her eyes and made for the door. She couldn't drive yet so it was up to one of us to take her places, but in all honesty I also wanted some new clothes. When she asked if I would take her, I made it seem like a big deal and managed to get a free lunch out of it, courtesy of the youngest one.

We don't receive any kind of allowance in this family. We never have. You're expected to earn your own wage by the time that you can legally work and contribute to the bills of the house. Our parents made us do most of the house work and chores as payment for living there growing up. It sounds harsh, but to be completely honest it was a great way to be brought up. Nothing was given to us for free, we had to make our own money if we wanted to buy anything that wasn't a necessity and it was lessons like that that taught us respect and manners.

Obviously for me it wasn't a problem as I had been making small amounts of money from the age of sixteen. I had enough savings to move out and make the entirety of my property my own, but part of me held back on that for a while, just so I could live the good life for a little while longer without stress. I wasn't sure if any of my family knew how much money I actually had.

"So is there anything in particular that you want to buy today?" I asked.

The journey to the shop was nearly an hour away and it was getting difficult to think of topics to discuss.

"Actually yes. I need some new underwear, maybe some lingerie or crotch-less panties,"

Louise knew this kind of talk made me uncomfortable, but for some reason I ended up picturing it and scolded myself for the thoughts.

"Right...," I wasn't really sure how to respond so I did what any brother does in this situation, make fun of it. "And you think that these crotch-less panties will help you get a boyfriend?" I smirked.

Louise immediately slapped my arm. "Hey! I had a boyfriend thanks. Turned out he was an asshole just like the rest of you."

"Wait, rest of you? You mean every guy is an asshole? Noooo?" My sarcasm hitting new heights.

"Dickhead! Yes, every guy does seem to be an asshole."

"Lou," time for the brotherly advice. "Every guy is an asshole. That's a fact, but every girl is also crazy. You just have to wade through all of the assholes to find the asshole for you," I couldn't help but smile at the wisdom.

"My god that's brilliant! Why didn't I think of that?" Turns out Louise has also taken my sarcasm to heart.

We stayed silent for a moment after that. It wasn't because of any awkwardness or anything, I just had nothing to say. Educating my sister on boys really wasn't my strong suit. Also for some reason I couldn't get my sister wearing lingerie out of my head. The fuck is wrong with me?

"Soooo, are you really going to buy crotch-less panties?"

Louise looked at me with a glance as if I was a mental patient that had escaped from somewhere.

"Yes, but only if you can help me pick a good one out and rate me out of ten while I'm wearing it."

For a split second I thought she was serious and nearly crashed the car.

"Fine, but you're going to have to do the same for me with a banana hammock,"

We both burst out into a fit of laughter which lasted the rest of the journey.

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Even though the shopping was mostly painstaking, having to watch my sister find "cute" outfits and seemingly never endless walking from one isle to the next, it wasn't all that bad. I bought myself some new shirts and a few pairs of cargo trousers. I wasn't much of a jeans kind of guy, I preferred comfortable clothing for walking and exploring.

I did manage to see Louise picking out some lacy underwear though, I didn't see any crotch-less panties, but seeing her holding a red matching bra and knickers got me more excited than I would ever admit. I wasn't sure why I suddenly thought these things, but within just a few hours I had gone from seeing her as my sister to a woman.

She was far more beautiful than I gave her credit for, which was proven when I noticed countless guys turning around to watch her walk away. It was weird seeing that. I like to think that my eye for detail was up there with the best, but not noticing how attractive Louise actually was came as a massive surprise.

When we got back to the car for the journey home, I found myself watching her get into the car. Her tight leggings showed off her ass and legs perfectly, and while we had been walking around, she had taken off her jumper to reveal a tight fitting vest top that showed just enough cleavage to distract me from the road. I wasn't sure if she had caught me peaking or not, but I seriously had to try and control myself.

We pulled up at the house and emptied the boot full of our new clothes.

"Thanks bro, I owe you one." Louise gave me a gentle hug and began walking inside.

My eyes immediately dropped to the sway of her hips.

"I'm pretty sure that's about sixty you owe me now Lou,"

She looked over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out at me before running upstairs to her room with her new stash of clothing.

I noticed the others cars weren't outside so I assumed they weren't home. I grabbed a drink from the kitchen and went to my room with my bags. It had been a strange day, I thought about Louise sexually for the first time and I had caught myself ogling her at every chance I got. Maybe I was just horny.

Over the course of four years, I had three girlfriends. Each ending in a less than ideal way if you ask me. The first cheated on me for her ex boyfriend, the second moved away to France with her grandmother and the third straight up insulted me during our first fight. It wasn't even a big fight, it just started out as a petty disagreement and before too long she started throwing words at me. Cunt, dickhead, loser, rapist, fuck-boy. I'm pretty certain I'm not any of those, but I wasn't going to stick around in that relationship.

What I needed was to release some built up tension. "At least then I can think of something other than my little sister in lingerie..."

Immediately picturing it once again I quickly turned on my computer and brought up an incognito window. I found a video of a guy fucking two gorgeous women and eventually spunking on both of their faces. If I had one fetish, it was a good facial. Is that even considered a fetish? I wasn't sure, but I knew I liked it.

After watching most of the video and getting closer to climax, I quickly went into a folder on my desktop and found my stash of pictures. These weren't of any scenery or foliage, these were of the women I had been with. I had at least one picture of every woman I had fucked and better yet, they were mostly facials. Each ex and one off fuck that I could convince to letting me picture their beautiful faces while covered in cum.

This was my golden file, and place that some day I hoped to have filled with pictures of women in all kinds of positions and situations. Most of them thought I had deleted the pictures as they watched me do it, but I have back ups of basically all of my photos. You can never be to careful.

A few clicks through the images and I was done for. Each girl completely covered in my juice and looking absolutely stunning. I came inside some tissue and proceeded to clean myself up and take a shower. After I changed and settled back into my room I felt much better, no more thoughts about Louise and no more tension. I was in the clear.

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It was getting on in the afternoon and I had absolutely nothing else to do, so I did what I always do when I'm bored, explore with my camera. I looked out of my bedroom window and noticed that the family still wasn't back yet, which luckily meant that food wouldn't be ready for at least two hours. I had time to kill and the best way to do that is to find something peculiar and take photos of it.

I grabbed my camera and headed for the front door.

"Louise! I'm going out for a bit!" I shouted down the hallway.

"Ok!" Was all I got back.

I quickly put my trainers on and started walking down the road to the nearest woodland area. Our house was situated between fantastic marvels of nature, woods, old quarry's and rivers were dotted over the landscape if you knew where to look. I had spent most of my childhood finding these places and I still hadn't covered everything that I wanted to.

By the time I could drive it opened up endless possibilities which I took advantage of almost every day. Seeing as I only had a couple of hours at most, I went for a walk in the direction of the woods in hopes of finding some rabbits or if I'm lucky, birds of prey.

Only a few minutes down the road I did the pocket check. The pocket check is something most people do and don't realise that they do it. It's when you're just about to leave the house and make sure you have everything. For me, that consists of four items. My phone, my wallet, my keys and of course my camera. I rarely went without them. While checking my pockets I noticed I didn't have my wallet.

Now, obviously I wont be needing my wallet in the woods, but it just felt wrong to not have it in my pocket, it felt like I had a hole in my leg. So I turned around and headed back to the house. I really wanted to get to the woods so I power walked back while holding my camera. It was always wrapped around my neck, hanging there by the overly expensive black strap I had bought.

I quickly made my way up the stairs to my room. The second I hit the landing I noticed my bedroom door open.

"That's weird. I swear I shut it."

I wasn't sure if I had left it open or maybe that Louise was in there. That was the only other explanation that I could think of. I quietly walked to the door and peered inside. What I saw wasn't what I was expecting.

Straight ahead of the door was my computer desk. It had all of my cameras, computer equipment and other bits and bobs, including my secret money box. It was shaped like a camera..... obviously, and at the bottom it had a screw-on plastic seal where I kept all of my bank notes. I wasn't sure how much was in there because I usually only put some in and rarely took any out. At a guess I would have said several hundred pounds.

Louise was standing there at the desk and unscrewing the cap on my money box. It was obvious now that she was stealing from me. I wasn't sure why, but my first instinct wasn't to jump in and stop her, it was to take a picture, then another and another. The entire act was completely caught on camera and I had no idea why I did what I did. Louise took a twenty from the box and put the seal back.

I stumbled about trying to get to the staircase in time, not wanting to be seen by her leaving my room. After I heard the door shut and then her bedroom door open and close I assumed the coast was clear.

"What just happened?" I asked myself.

I looked back at the pictures to see my little sister stealing from me. "Had she done this before?"

"Of course she has, she knew about the box."

I was now in full conversation with myself. "First Louise is stealing from me and now I'm talking to myself. I'm either going mad or I'm dreaming."

Not being sure what to do next, I continued my adventure outdoors, without my wallet. It was weird. The entire walk to the woods was mostly me thinking to myself about what I had seen and what I should do. When I got to one of my favourite places, which was a small clearing surrounded by trees with a big rock in the middle, I sat down on said rock and looked back at the pictures once again.

"Should I just confront her about it? I mean, what else is there to do?"

I couldn't help but notice that I had taken a picture of Louise a little lower than the other photos. This one showed me the roundness of her ass. The quality of my camera was top notch and gave me a perfect look at her cheeks clad in the tight leggings from earlier.

"Jesus! How haven't I noticed that before?"

I tore my eyes away and skipped to the next picture which wasn't revealing the subtle little ass she was carrying. Seconds later I found myself going back to the picture and looking some more.

"You're so fucking weak you know that?" I asked myself.

This time I really did put the picture away and went for a walk to take some more productive photos. As I was wandering around taking pictures of trees and animals, I came across an idea. Blackmail. I realised that I had proof of something Louise shouldn't be doing. My parents would absolutely freak out if they knew. Which means I could pretty much get whatever I wanted from her.

The only problem was, I had no idea what I wanted. I could get her to do my share of the house work, not a bad idea, I could get her to clean my room, again not a bad idea, but who knows how much money she's been taking from me, and the rest of the family for that matter. I was going to have to give it some more thought, come up with something that I could use to my advantage.

"I guess I could make her my personal assistant, make her carry around my things and do my work for me." I stopped to take a quick picture of a dove on a branch. "But then again, I don't have many things to carry around and I don't have any work to do. Ugh I don't know. Maybe I should just talk to her about it."

It had been a little over a couple of hours since I left the house and I was starting to get hungry.

"Hopefully Isabel's cooking tonight." I thought to myself.

Isabel is older than me. She got married to another one of us "assholes" and ended up getting divorced a few months back. Since the divorce, she's moved back in with us and has set up home in our brothers room. He wont be needing it for at least a couple of years.

Isabel is a fantastic cook, she did the whole nine yards, A-class student in school, blitzed college and completely finished her course in university. Shortly after that she became a chef for a small restaurant in town and married one of her co-workers. When they divorced she had to find a new job and is currently working at a coffee shop a few miles away. It's definitely not what she wants, but it's the best there is in a town like this. We all assume she will move away to fulfil a dream when she's ready.

I could smell the sweet aroma of professional cooking slowly making its way down the street coming from my house.

"Yes!"

The second I open the front door I'm confronted by Isabel, standing directly in front of me.

"You're lucky. I'm just about to dish up. If you want to goof off for the day and not tell anyone where you're going then at least answer your phone." Isabel stood there with her arms crossed with obvious annoyance plastered across her face.

Her arms were tucked firmly under her breasts, forcing them up and out towards me. They were a very similar size to Louises, maybe a little bigger. "Why was I suddenly noticing this?" I asked myself.

"Umm, I didn't hear my phone ring," I tore my eyes away from her chest and focused on her face to see it angry. Then I brought my phone from my pocket to see I had two missed calls and a few messages.

"Ah! My phone is on silent," I placed my phone in front of Isabels face to prove it.

"I don't care. Just tell someone where you're going next time." She spoke while turning around and walked towards the kitchen.

"I told Louise!"

Isabel didn't respond and continued to the kitchen. I found myself quickly glancing down to her ass as she walked away. Just as nice as you would expect it to be. I found it easier to look at Isabel in that kind of way. I wasn't sure if it was because we weren't as close as me and Louise or if it was because she seemed like a ten out of ten knock out and I would never get anywhere with her even if I wasn't her brother.

Isabel was slightly taller than Louise with a more curvaceous body. She has shoulder length blonde hair which she often curled to make streaks of golden goodness, and piercing blue eyes that can stare you down like a wolf. Her curvy body has always been something I've noticed growing up. She often wore clothes that showed off said curves whenever she could. Being a wife earlier than most she began to form a very stern-like attitude, similar to how a mother would act around you if you were playing up.

As a family we sat down and ate our dinner like always. I found myself to be thinking rather than talking this time. It was hard to concentrate on chatter when I wasn't sure what to do about Louise. During my brainstorm I did think of a few sexual favours I could ask for from her, but that was ridiculous. It started off as a joke which I chalked up to being horny and in need of release again.

After dinner I went up to my bedroom and uploaded the photo's I had taken onto my computer, including the ones of Louise stealing my money. My filing system was awful, I had image folders all over my desktop in absolutely no order. I was generally a very clean person, but when it came to my pictures, well they were kind of all over the place.

Later that night I decided that I wanted to do something about Louise. I brought the picture up on my computer and left it minimised for the moment, then I messaged Louise to come to my room and waited for a response.

It was 9 o'clock and dark by the time Louise knocked on my door. I was sitting at my desk at the ready without a plan. I was hoping that something would spring to mind in the moment.

"Come in Lou," I called through the door.

Louise bounced into my room and sat down on the edge of my bed where she always sat when in my room.

"What's up bro?"

I turned around from my desk and looked at her. She was wearing her usual pink pyjamas that clung to her figure nicely. I tried to avoid looking at her too much as the situation was starting to make me nervous.

"Well..." I was hesitant to speak, but tried to force words to form. "I caught you stealing my money Louise," I then clicked on the tab at the bottom and brought up the picture of the act.

Louise's eyes went wide with surprise as she looked at the picture.

A loud gasp was all she produced as she immediately reddened in the face and then looked down at the floor full of apology.

"I'm so so so sorry Ryan. I don't know why I did it."

Her apology sounded full of preparation like she was ready for it. I needed to do something to take full advantage of the situation.

"Sorry isn't good enough Lou. You've stolen hundreds from me and for who knows how long." I lied about the amount. I wanted to see if it really was a lot.

"I know," Louise looked up for a moment before gluing her eyes back to the floor. "I'm sorry Ryan. I really am."

It sounded more real this time, like she knew it wasn't going to go away from apologising alone.

"Why did you steal from me? How long have you been taking my money?" I found myself getting angrier and angrier as I spoke. "Did you spend my money today? On clothes and crap you didn't need?!"

Louise looked like she was on the verge of crying. It tore me up to see what I was doing to her, but I was also angry about the whole thing. I had to stay on course if I wanted to resolve this matter.

"I.... I don't know Ry. I just took some a few years ago whenever," tears began to form around her eyes. "I needed something for school or for a party. It wasn't...." the tears started flowing down her cheeks and landing on her lap. "Suppos....ed to hap.....p...en again."

"Hey stop crying. Christ stop crying now."

"I'm sorry. Please don't tell mum and dad,"

Louise looked up at me with tear marks running down her face and stared at me with a hopeful plea.

"I'm not going to tell mum and dad, but you will be doing things for me from now on. To make up for the money I've lost."

She looked confused at first, then realising that it couldn't be that bad, better than being scolded by their parents anyway.

"What...what sort of things?" She raised her eyes to look into mine.

I was now in control. I was exactly where I wanted to be. Now I just had to decide what I wanted from her. The dark thoughts from earlier made a brief return, immediately making me see Louise as a woman before a sister. For a moment I loomed over her body, enjoying the sight of her curves.

"I could ask for a blowjob... That wouldn't be too bad would it?" I asked myself. "What the fuck is wrong with me? That's Louise you're thinking about you arsehole." I snapped out of it and said the first thing that came to my mind.

"Ummm, you can start by sorting the pictures out on my computer. Putting them into appropriate folders and organising them the way I want."

"O....kay, I can do that. Then we're alright?" She looked at me with a hopeful smile.

"Oh not even close. I'll be thinking of other things you can do for me. You will start the pictures tomorrow."

Her smile quickly diminished as the realisation set in.

"Ok. Can I go now?" Her voice was soft and quiet.

"I'll allow it." My voice however was strong and unforgiving. I wanted her to know that this wasn't going to end anytime soon, and get used to me being in control of what I wanted her to do.

Louise stood up slowly, drawing my eyes to her peachy pyjama clad ass which I quickly stopped myself from looking at. She started walking towards the door before turning around and saying, "I really am sorry Ryan. I'll do anything you want me to."

"Yes you will." I stood up and walked forward to be standing in front of her. Towering over my younger sister to make her feel small and powerless. "You'll be doing anything and everything that I ask. Won't you?"

Her eyes looked up into mine for a split-second before dropping them back down in defeat.

"Yes."

"What was that?" I asked, trying to be as dominant as possible. I wondered if I was taking it too far, making it sound like I owned her. She might think it was weird.

"I'll do anything and everything you want me to..." her eyes raised to look into mine as she grinned. "....master."

I was taken aback. Completely at a loss for words at what she had just said. It was obviously a joke but did she have to say it in that voice?

"Well, good. Now get out of my room," I needed her to leave before I broke and became the nice guy again.

"Ok." With just that one word, Louise was out the door and walking to her room.

I did however steal a quick glance at her ass bouncing away. "Fuck!" I thought.

I closed the door and strolled over to my desk and sat down. Slumping into the seat with a thump.

"What the fuck just happened?"

After a couple of hours of trying not to think about it, I read a few chapters of the book I was reading before eventually pleasing myself to some porn. Afterwards I felt much better, like a weight had been lifted and was ready for bed.

Before falling asleep I thought of a few things Louise could do for me. I'd get her to do my chores for me, make me hot drinks and probably get her to do the clothes washing too, the possibilities were endless. If anyone asked why she was doing them then I'll just say I'm paying her to do some bits for me to earn a little extra cash.

I woke up to the sound of my door being opened. It had an annoying squeak that no matter how hard I tried, never went away. I looked up from my pillow in a groggy haze to see Louise walking into my room and sitting down beside me on the bed.

"Lou go away. I'm trying to sleep."

"It's 10 o'clock...."

How the hell did I manage that? I must have had nearly eleven hours sleep.

"What the hell!" I tried waking myself up by rubbing my eyes, sitting up in the bed and looking at my sister.

She was looking at me with a curious expression and a hint of shock. "Ugh, what is it Lou?"

"Nothing," Louise quickly brushed off my question.

"Lou, what is it?" I asked, a little bit annoyed to be rudely woken up.

"It's uhhh....it's just that you aren't doing a very good job covering yourself up," Louise pointed down to my waist area and lifted her eyes upward away from the area.

I was tenting my bed covers. Of course I was!

"Fuck!" I shouted out as I repositioned myself under the quilt. I looked up at my sister to find her eyes still averting me and her face flushed a crimson red.

"Sorry about that. Can't control it most of the time."

Louise didn't say anything else after that. She just sat there waiting for me to talk. It took me a moment to realise what was happening, she was obviously waiting to be told what to do.

"Ok, go and make me a cuppa so I can get changed." I demanded.

"You can get changed, I don't mind...." Louise smirked slightly.

I stared in surprise. "The fuck? Go and make me a coffee," I then pointed to the door which received me an eye roll as she walked out of the room.

One quick glance down at her ass as it bounced away from me yet again. Did she have to wear such tight trousers?

"What in the world has gotten into her?" I thought to myself.

The moment the door shut, I jumped out of bed, threw on a shirt and cargos and opened the curtains. It was a bright day today, perfect for photography. I knew exactly what I wanted to do for the day now.

This time of day I'd imagine everyone was out of the house, except for me and Louise, so now was the perfect time to get her to do my chores for me without anyone asking any questions.

I sat back down on my bed and rested my back against the headboard with my book in hand. My bed was situated against the lefthand side wall, directly opposite my computer desk which laid against the wall in the corner. I liked everything to be flush and level. Everything was where I wanted it to be and was exactly to my specification, except for the pictures on my computer.....

Louise returned with my coffee and a couple slices of toast. I hadn't asked her for that, but it was a definite welcome. She was really getting into doing things for me, I hadn't even started bossing her around yet either.

"Thank you. I'm going to read my book for a bit because it started to get good. You can start the picture organising if you want,"

Louise nodded at me and walked over to the deskand sat down. A moment later she turned around and asked "What's your password?"

I looked at her as if she was crazy. "Do you really think I'm going to give you my password?"

Louise raised her shoulders and expressed an unknowing look at me.

I hopped off the bed and waltzed over to the PC to enter the password, leaning over Louise as I did so. The opportunity presented itself and I stared straight down her top. The crevice between her glorious orbs revealed themselves to me. The sight was almost overpowering, luscious smooth skin combined with the perfect boob and cleavage size made me weak and unable to think.

Knowing it was my sister who I was perving on somehow made it hotter. The taboo of it excited me as I found myself staring at her chest. I forced myself to focus on the PC, trying to tare my eyes away, but I was too late. Louise had caught me looking.

"Oh shit oh shit!" I thought to myself over and over again.

Her expression wasn't of disgust or confusion, it was of curiosity and interest. I could almost feel the questions trying to escape her mouth... those lips, so full and delicate.....

"Christ!!! Pull yourself together man!" I scolded myself and reached for the keyboard.

I must had spent several unexplainable seconds staring at my sister as a woman. I needed to calm down and get back to thinking clearly.

I typed the password in and shuffled back over to the bed. Without saying a word I sat back down where I had been, opened my book and began reading. Desperate to focus on something other than running my hands over my sisters body.

A few seconds of silence passed before Louise started working. I ate my toast to the sounds of clicking at folders, renaming them and organizing the pictures into the correct place was all she had to do, but after a few minutes of this, it changed.

I heard a small gasp which drew my attention.

"What?" I asked quizzically.

"Uhhh nothing. A spider is all."

Louise sat directly in front of the screen, so from where I was I couldn't see anything. I was curious as to what she had seen, but didn't think on it too long and began reading my book once more. Then a thought hit me.

"Lou I don't have any pictures of spiders," not being a fan of them either I never took photos of things I didn't like. She could have seen a real one?

Louise didn't respond to me, which annoyed me at first, but I didn't push the matter. Until I thought of something else, something much worse. The pictures of my ex's. "Fuck!"

"Lou have you finished yet?" Suddenly desperate to get her away from the pc.

"I've only just started. You have a lot of crap,"

Hearing her say my pictures were crap pissed me off to a new level, but right now I was more worried about her seeing the raunchy pictures of my sexual adventures more than anything.

"Ok just hurry up,"

She shrugged her shoulders at me and continued clicking away. I took a few quick glances at the screen, but couldn't see anything incriminating. I assumed she hadn't seen them and went back to reading my book. The pictures were very well hidden within a maze of folders, it was highly unlikely that she had seen it. A scruffy way to hide your porn, but a way nonetheless.

Louise began to fidget where she sat. Moving slightly every few seconds, it got annoying fast.

"Would you just sit still!"

She didn't respond. After a few minutes of continued squirming she spun around in the chair to face me.

"Isn't there something else I can do to pay off this debt?" Her voice was quiet.

I looked up from my book. "Like what?"

She raised her shoulders again, "I don't know. Anything,"

"Oh you'll be doing plenty don't worry, but for now focus on the folders." I lifted the book back up to ignore her.

Louise jumped out of the chair and made her way to the end of my bed. I didn't look up this time, I didn't know what was going on so I chose to ignore it. Then she planted her hands on the bed, leaning over it slightly and started crawling her way towards me. Now I was concentrating.

I lowered the book to see her low cut top was hanging down allowing me a more direct view of her cleavage. "Holy shit!"

She continue her way up the bed towards me, mere inches away from my body.

"Are you sure there's nothing else I can do for you?" She spoke in a seductive tone.

My little sister was letting me stare down her top while she made her way to me. My heart pounded in my chest, my body burned up and the view of her chest coupled with the sexy voice she spoke with was having an effect on my cock. I had to try and control it. "Look away damn it! Look away!" I violently thought to myself.

I forced my eyes away and stared out of the window.

"You can look if you want. I know you've been looking. You don't try very hard to hide it." Louise's voice was still soft and sexy as she spoke.

"What the hell are you on about? I can't look at that, I'm your brother." My response came breathy and half-arsed.

"It's flattering. Come on, I don't mind."

I had my legs crossed with my back to the wall. Not a great position to start getting a hard-on. Louise stopped in the centre of the bed, just in front of me and brought her hands up to her breasts. She sat down with her legs under her and began to knead the perfect orbs through the thin fabric.

I took one quick glance to see her eyes wide with excitement and a cute smirk across her face. I hesitantly looked down to my sister playing with her tits. Her small hands seemed to be swallowed by the fabric as her hands took it in turns to grab and caress each of her glorious boobs.

"Fuck!" There was nothing else I could say. What do you say in this situation?

"I do have to do everything you say right?"

Louise closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation she was creating.

"This is insane. Lou you have to stop," I sounded unconvincing, secretly wanting so much more than what I should have.

Every few seconds Louise would pull her top down slightly, just enough to reveal the cleavage I was beginning to crave. My cock was starting to grow in strength. It was only a matter of time before she realised the effect she was having on me.

I tried to focus on something else. Anything else. That's when I looked at the computer screen. One of my favourite pictures was up on display. One of my ex Charlotte on her knees plastered in my cum, dripping off of her nose, chin and tits. I even managed to get some in her blonde hair.

Suddenly I realised the severity of the situation. Louise had seen my stash of pictures. "Did it turn her on?"

I jumped up off the bed and quickly turned off the screen.

"Shit!! You weren't supposed to see those,"

Louise turned on the bed to look at me, then down at my crotch. It was too late, my cock had risen enough to show my obvious excitement.

"I think it's hot," Her eyes slowly rose back to look at my face. "So you have a facial fetish? I'll let you do that to me if you clear my debt to you?" She was locked on me waiting for an answer.

I stood there with my mouth open. Was she really saying that?

"Louise!!! You're my sister! For christ sake!"

She started to play with her chest again. "So? If I don't mind then why should you?"

I couldn't fault her logic, but it was still wrong.

"No!" I shook my head as I tried to regain control of my thoughts. "Get out!"

"Really? I just offered for you to cum on my face and you're throwing me out?"

"Louise. Get out now!"

She looked at me, waiting to see if I would change my mind. I didn't and she reluctantly got up off of my bed and started walking towards the door. My eyes involuntarily watched her walk away and soon she was out the door walking towards her room.

"Fuck!!!"

I stood there completely speechless. My little sister wanted me to blow my load all over her face. It was an unreal situation and I didn't know how to even comprehend what had just happened.

A few minutes passed and I still stood in the same place, thinking about going through with it, actually spunking all over her pretty little face. "I can't do that. She's my sister." I was talking aloud now, trying to find some comfort. "But, what if she wants it, what if she loves it just as much as me. I could make her my personal cum bucket."

I quickly snapped out of it as I realised what I was thinking of doing. I had to go and clear things over with her. This might make things awkward if I don't.

I started walking down the hallway in the direction of her room and stopped just outside the door. I raised my hand to knock when I heard the faint sounds of whimpering.

Small moans of what sounded like pleasure were escaping through the cracks in the door. I brought my ear closer to the door and started to hear the moans much more clearly. "She's masturbating. Holy shit she's masturbating."

My dick began to get hard again, this time it was nearly at full mast in seconds as I heard my sweet younger sister pleasuring herself. Then I heard something I wasn't expecting.

"Oh god Ryan! Fuck me! Please fuck me!"

It was faint, but it's definitely what I heard. I was struck with awe. There was absolutely nothing going through my head now, I was stuck without a thought. Before I knew it my body was moving for me. My hand turned the door handle and my feet walked forward into the room.

Unlike my door, Louise's didn't make a sound as it opened. I walked in, looked over to her bed to find my sister laying on her back, eyes closed, legs spread apart and a hand down her trousers playing with herself. In that moment I wasn't her brother anymore, I was something much darker.

I walked over to the side of the bed. Through her heavy breaths and moaning she didn't hear me until I was right next to her, staring down at her body as she fingered her pussy. She suddenly jumped up when she saw me and whipped her hand from her privates.

"Fuck, Ryan I didn't hear you come in."

I stood there in silence completely taken by temptation and unzipped my trousers, followed by the button on the elastic and dropped my trousers along with my boxers. My full blown erection was straining in all its glory, facing my sister.

Her eyes were immediately drawn to it and went wide with surprise at its size. I was easily above average in length and quite the girth, which some of my previous encounters found somewhat intimidating. By the look in Louise's eyes, she had the same reaction.

"Holy shit that's big!"

My brain was shut off. There was nothing to say. Only actions seemed appropriate in this moment. I reached forward, grabbed her arm and dragged her off the bed so that she was kneeling in front of me with my cock mere inches away from her face.

Louise wasn't even trying to fight it. If anything she looked like she was more than ready to go all of the way if I wanted, it was a massive turn on. From this point on she didn't say a word. Assuming she didn't want to break the trance I had somehow come under.

She was glued to my member, seeing it in the flesh for the first time. Her green eyes were glistening with wonderment.

I started stroking my meaty cock in small rhythmic motions directed at her gorgeous face. This is what I lived for. Photography will always be my calling, but covering a pretty woman's face in my cum was on a whole other level.

Louise looked so cute and innocent as she knelt there waiting for what was about to happen. My hand stroked my cock harder and faster, aiming it ready for the money shot we were both dying for. Seeing her ready and waiting for my load was too much. After a few rapid pumps along my shaft I was ready to blow.

Then, it happened, "Fuuuckkk!!!" waves of pleasure rushed throughout my body as shot after shot of my hot sticky cum laced itself all over my sister's face.

Louise squealed in surprise as the first of many globs of my white fluid found it's way onto her face. It landed in streaks of silver, finding more and more patches of bare skin to hit.

"Ohhh shit!!"

It kept on coming. Easily the biggest and most powerful orgasm I've had in months, and it was completely covering my little sister.

The idea alone was too much, but looking down at her as my orgasm reached it's end said it all.

"Fuck that was hot!" I probably shouted louder than I was supposed to, but I didn't have a care in the world.

Louise looked up at me, face fully covered in my seed. I managed to avoid her eyes, but got it pretty much everywhere else. She was looking at me with such a surprised look that made me wonder what she was thinking.

Unable to open her mouth to speak as the cum was balancing on her lips, she suddenly opened up and sucked in my spunk while licking her lips clean. I was now the one wearing the surprised expression.

"Holy fucking shit!" I took a step backwards as the realization hit me. "What, fuck, shit. I can't believe that just.....happened."

Louise remained on her knees as she grabbed an old shirt from the floor and wiped away the rest of the cum as best she could. She licked her lips one more time before speaking. "Mmmm, yummy."

I had to ask the question. Everyone does. "How does it taste?"

"Better than I was expecting. Not at all bad, just different."

"First time receiving a facial?" My questions came out less awkward than I was expecting. Almost as if there wasn't anything wrong with a question after what I had just done to her.

"Mmhmm," Louise smiled a cute smile and nodded.

"Well that was...unbelievable," I spoke while pulling my trousers up.

I knew that later on I was going to regret this, but right here and now i wasn't myself. I was the darker version that did what I wanted and when I wanted. I composed myself and looked down at my little sister who was still kneeling.

"So.....this means we're even now right?" Her voice was high and full of curiosity.

I knew what I wanted, and i knew how to get it. I took a step forward and knelt down in front of Louise. I brushed a few strands of cum-free hair behind her ear and looked her in the eye. Then I reached my hand down and grabbed hold of her breast.

So soft....

I kneaded it in my hands causing her to moan slightly.

"We, have only just begun....." I grabbed her tit harder. "If you don't want mum and dad to know then you'll do as I say."

I let go of her and stood up, made my way to the door and turned back around to look at my new pet who was staring at me, waiting for me to say more.

"I'm going to go and have a shower. And I want you to play with yourself," I watched for her reaction before continuing. "I want you to think of what just happened. How I pulled you down to your knees, how I came all over your face and how I now own you. Do you understand pet?"

Louise didn't seem overly phased by how I spoke, a mixture of excitement and fear kept her quiet.

"Yes Ryan,"

"That's master to you pet!" I stated.

She suddenly jumped up causing her tits to bounce.

"Yes master,"

"That's better. Now do as you're told." I pointed towards the

Louise immediately spun around and hopped on the bed. She then lowered her hand to where it had been before and began fingering her pussy.

I smirked and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me. I paused for a moment to hear her moaning my name a few times and made my way to the shower room.

"This is going to be fun....."