The next morning, Emma wakes up before Tyler, discovering that she is lying completely nude, only partially covered by his blanket. She quickly covers herself, being careful not to wake her brother.

Quickly she realizes that she has a problem. She has to pee. This poses a few problems for her: She's naked, and she's not sure if Tyler will punish her for putting on clothes. She'd rather Tyler not see her naked like that, but even though he's sleeping now he could wake up at any moment. Secondly, she's not sure if Tyler would want her to ask his permission before going to the bathroom. He could get mad at her for going without permission, and on the other hand he could get mad at her for waking him unnecessarily.

She decides to wait a bit. When she's about to wet his bed she decides to make her move. If she's lucky, she'll be able to pee and return to the bed without him waking up.

Since she's sleeping between Tyler and the wall it's a little difficult for her to extricate herself. At one point she's standing directly above Tyler with one leg on each side and her hands on the wall helping her balance... she realizes what Tyler would see should he open his eyes at that instant.

But he doesn't, and she manages to make it to the bathroom without him moving.

She exits the bathroom with a hand over her vagina and her other arm covering her nipples, and looks at Tyler. He's still sleeping. She relaxes a bit and takes her arm off her nipples, but leaves her other hand covering her vagina. She catches a glimpse of the singlet she was wearing the day before -- it's still on the floor where Tyler threw it after taking it off the day before. For a moment she considers putting it on, but decides not to, worried she'd get in trouble for that. Then she gets another idea. She decides to try to clean up the room before Tyler wakes up. She'll just straighten it out a bit -- hopefully Tyler will be pleased by the surprise when he wakes.

She begins straightening things up and does a fairly good job of it. When she goes for the singlet lying on the floor, though, she gets into trouble. She didn't notice that the singlet is on the floor on the other side of the imaginary line, and when she goes to get it she gets a very uncomfortable jolt in her neck. She yelps loudly, and the current continues before she realizes what she needs to do to make it stop -- step back inside. Her yelping, combined with the alarm that was set off by her stepping over the line, cause Tyler to wake up.

"What the..." Tyler sees that she was going for the piece of clothing. "What's going on?" he asks, groggy, wiping a bit of drool from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh Master, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for waking you. Please don't be mad about me stepping over the line, it was an accident, I forgot where it was. I wasn't going to put that on without permission... I was trying to make you happy, trying to surprise you by cleaning the room up." She says the last part sniffling, worried he's going to punish her even though she was really trying to please him.

"Oh, don't worry about it Em, I believe you... Don't cry, it's okay... Wow, you really did clean up this room nicely! Come here, let me give you a hug and a kiss."

Emma walks up to her brother with her hand over her vagina. Once she's pressed against his body, she removes her hand and hugs him back. Tyler gives her kisses on her cheeks, forehead, chin and neck, which makes her giggle.

"Okay, Emma, I want us to have a lot of fun today, not like yesterday. Okay? So please just do whatever I tell you to, so I won't have to punish you.

"I think you can get dressed now, too. You don't have to stay naked. Why don't you go take a shower and I'll bring you something to wear, okay?"

"Okay, thanks Master."

Emma runs to the bathroom and gets into the shower stall, closing the translucent curtain.

She's in the middle of shampooing her hair when Tyler draws the curtain back a bit, peaks inside, and says, "Okay, I put something on the counter for you to wear. I'm going to come get you for breakfast soon, so just wait for me on the bed until I come back."

"Okay," she responds.

She dries herself off with a towel and then picks up the clothes Tyler left for her. That it's a two-piece swimsuit doesn't surprise her. Glad to be wearing something, anything, she puts it on and goes to sit on his bed.

"Wow, that looks cute -- stand up and let me see it," Tyler says when he returns to the room. Emma does so, and turns around so he can see her from all sides. "Beautiful! Okay, let's go eat some breakfast. Oh yeah, I've decided to do you a favor and keep you on a leash and handcuffed more today. That way you'll have less chance to do bad things accidentally, and you won't need to be punished. Sound good?"

Emma thinks for a minute. "Yes please," she says, quietly. She really doesn't want to be punished today, and agrees that being restrained might help. She holds her hair up as Tyler locks the leash on, and crosses her wrists behind her as he cuffs them together. He de-activates the collar-system and leads his sister out of the garage to the kitchen.

Tyler commands her to kneel, and locks her leash to the oven-door handle. Then he spreads out a plastic sheet on the floor and places a bowl of Cheerios and milk in the center of it. Realizing Emma won't be able to lean over to eat without using her hands to prop herself up, he gets a sofa cushion, covers it with plastic, and puts it between her and the bowl. He helps her lean onto the cushion, and then permits her to begin eating.

It's not easy to eat like that, though, and she ends up losing her balance and sliding face-first into her bowl! The twins laugh, then Tyler comes to reposition her. He has her lie on her stomach on the floor, then locks her wrists and ankles together behind her back, and commands her to eat like that. He also warns her to lick off all the milk from the plastic sheet.

It's not easy to eat that way either, but she manages, and in a weird way it's fun for Emma -- the helplessness of the situation just feels so silly. Tyler also enjoys watching her, making lots of comments on how cute her butt looks wiggling around like that. She's quite hungry, though, so she doesn't care, and happily takes what she can get. She finishes licking the bowl clean. With her face dripping with milk, she asks for more. Tyler, who's been sitting at the table eating his own breakfast while watching her struggle with hers, refills her bowl. Then he gives her a glass of orange juice to drink with a straw.

When she's done, Tyler helps her roll back onto her knees. With Emma giggling -- it tickles so much -- Tyler licks her face and upper torso clean. He even licks her bikini top, paying a little extra attention to the two tiny bumps that he can feel with his tongue.

Emma gets a naughty, mischievious whim and says, "Maybe you should lift it up and make sure I'm clean underneath?"

Tyler responds to that by laughing and tickling her unprotected stomach. Then he does just that -- lifts her bikini top up, revealing her nipples, and licks them. They don't have any milk on them, but he licks them for a few minutes anyway. Emma giggles, enjoying having her nipples played with and feeling a strangely pleasant tingling sensation between her legs, but at the same time feels embarrassed and disappointed in herself that she suggested it herself.

When Tyler's done licking there he puts her bikini top back in place. "I guess I should make sure everything's clean under this, too!" Tyler says jokingly, playfully pulling at the waistband of her bikini bottom.

"No!" she shouts. Then, calmer, she says, "Sorry, uh, I don't think that's necessary, I don't think any milk got under that."

Tyler laughs. For a split second he pulls the back of her suit away from her body and takes a quick peak at her butt, then lets go allowing the waistband to return with a snap. Emma lets out a little yelp, and the twins laugh.

"You've been very good this morning," Tyler says as he unlocks his sister's ankles and helps her to a standing position. Her wrists remain locked behind her back. "So I'm going to reward you. Let's go do something fun -- wanna go roller-blading?"

"Yeah!" Emma loves roller-blading.

"Okay, great!" Tyler loves the way she looks in that bikini, though, and doesn't want her to change into 'normal' outdoor clothes just yet. Thinking of an excuse, he says, "So, I just need to get some pictures of you with the digital camera... I promised someone I'd send him some... and then I'll get you a different outfit and we can go roller-blading for a while."

"Okay," Emma says, wondering nervously who he's sending these pictures too.

Tyler has Emma pose in a number of different ways, often chaining, tying or buckling her to different objects, while snapping pictures with the digital camera.

-----

Tyler releases Emma from her latest hogtie, but only for a moment. He helps her stand up, and then locks her wrists together behind her back and leads her by her leash upstairs to her bedroom. (Her 'old' bedroom!) Emma hasn't been in her 'own' room for quite a while. She used to spend so much time in here!

Once there, he commands her to kneel, and then locks her ankles to her wrists. Without asking for permission Tyler begins rummaging through her stuff. "Hey, some of that's private!" she says when she sees Tyler opening the drawer that contains her diary.

"I think that while you're in my possession, everything you own belongs to me, doesn't it?"

"Well, I guess, except that this is just temporary. I mean, once Mom gets back home we're going to talk to her..."

"Oh, that's true, maybe, I'll have to think about that. Well, what is it you don't want me to look at -- this?" he asks, holding up her closed diary. Emma nods and he says, "Okay, I'll leave it closed for now. Really I'm only looking for something for you to wear." Emma's still not thrilled about him going through her stuff, but she really doesn't want to be punished for talking back so she just bites her lip and watches silently.

"Okay, you can wear this -- it should look quite cute on you."

Tyler uncuffs her wrists and ankles and helps her stand. He walks around behind her, puts her hands up in the air, and slips her bikini top off. Once it's off, she quickly covers her nipples with her hands.

"Hey, no need for that -- I'm standing behind you!"

"But there's a mirror over there."

"Oh yeah, so there is. Well, too bad. Put your arms back up so I can put your tank-top on you."

"Can't I do it myself?"

"No. I need to chain you to something before I leave the room, but if I do that you won't be able to get your top on. So first you get the top on, then I lock your leash to your bed, and then -- if you're lucky -- I'll step out while you put your shorts on. Now hands up."

Emma sighs, and does as she's told. Tyler slips her top onto her arms and begins pulling it downwards. When it's covering her face, he stops pulling it down and walks around her so that he's standing in front of her. He contemplates for a moment, and then reaches out and quickly pinches both her tiny nipples at once.

"Ouch!" Emma yelps.

Tyler laughs. "That's for giving me trouble!" he explains. "I expect you to behave from now on, understand?" His hands are still on her nipples.

"Okay okay, yes Master."

"Good." He gives her nipples one last pinch for good measure, and then brings her tank-top down the rest of the way. "There. Happy?"

"Yes, thank-you Master."

"Okay now hurry up. Here's your shorts and a matching pair of panties. I'm locking your leash to your bedframe. When I return in a few seconds you'd better be ready." Tyler leaves her chained by her neck to her bedframe. He leaves the room without closing the door. Of course, she's chained too far from the door to be able to do anything about that.

Emma hurries to get dressed before Tyler returns. His threat was empty, though -- he doesn't return for ten whole minutes. Emma doesn't mind, though -- she enjoys the 'alone' time lying on her 'own' bed (which she hasn't slept in for quite some time), reading a magazine she had by the bedside.

When Tyler finally returns, she sits up on her bed.

"Awesome! I always thought you looked so cute in that outfit!" he says, putting a hand on her side and kissing her forehead. She smiles, and reaches up to him to hug him.

Tyler and Emma snuggle for a bit on her bed. Tyler has a hard time keeping has hand from touching her rump, and even brushes against her vagina a couple of times. Finally, her removes her leash from her collar -- though only after reminding Emma about the remote-control to her shock-collar. He'll have it in his hand at all times during their outing, of course, and if she should step out of line even a bit -- she'll feel it!

After Tyler leaves a note in case Uncle Fred wonders where they've gone, the two leave the house, hand-in-hand. They skate holding hands for a few minutes until they reach a populated park, where they're worried friends might see them.

And it turns out, they are right to worry. Just as they're scating over a little bridge, they bump into two of Emma's schoolmates -- Lindsay and Jenny. The girls are a little surprised to see the twins out together -- they don't normally do things together. Both twins are a little embarrassed to be seen together, to be honest.

"Why didn't you go over to Sarah's house?" Emma asks them.

"Oh, we were there for a while but it was boring. Sarah's little brother keeps pulling pranks on us, turning off the television and all kinds of weird things. He even threw something at Neve causing her to spill her drink all over her expensive shirt. Finally, we just snuck out. What are you guys doing?"

"Oh, our parents are away for the weekend," says Emma. "We decided to get some exercise."

"We were about to go to Perkos for some ice-cream," Tyler interjects. "Why don't you guys join us? Our treat!" Tyler's mother left money for expenses, and he figured he could afford to treat these two hotties to ice-cream. Emma, obviously, didn't have any money on her, as could be plainly seen by her pocketless, skintight outfit. Emma's pleased that he's being nice to her friends, but also nervous about it. She'd die ten times if someone from her school ever found out about their 'game'.

The girls happily accept his generosity, and the four of them skate over to the local Perkos. They sit in a booth, and Tyler treats them all to nice large sundays. Emma notices her friends flirting with Tyler, and that makes her kind of nervous, and a bit jealous.

"Let's go to Blockbusters and pick out a movie," Tyler says as they exit the cafe. "Then we can all go back to our place and watch it together." Again, Emma's friends gladly accept the invitation, while Emma herself worries. Jenny and Lindsay are now quite into Tyler and want to impress him, so they suggest horror films, since they think that's what a boy would like to watch. Tyler, on the other hand, tries suggesting movies he thinks girls would like. In the end, though, they settle for "Man on Fire" with Dakota Fanning. The four skate back to the house with the movie in Jenny's hand.

"We can watch in my new room," Tyler suggests to the girls as they approach the house. "Our parents built me this fancy new room and I have a new big-screen TV -- it'll be great in there!"

"Don't you think the TV-room might be better?" Emma whispers in Tyler's ear. But he just dismisses her concern with a hand wave.

The four are greeted at the door by Uncle Fred, who smirks after Tyler explains he invited the girls over to watch a movie. "Tyler!" Emma whispers loudly, nervously trying to get her brother's attention as he leads the others to the garage.

"Don't worry, Emma," Tyler whispers back, patting her on the ass. Her friends were in front of her, so they didn't see.

"Wow, what a fancy room!" the girls say as they enter. Emma breathes a sigh of relief when she sees that somehow Tyler has put all their 'game' equipment away. Aside from the electrical box on the wall -- which could be a security system or anything like that -- it just looks like a nice, fancy bed/playroom.

Tyler's bed is set with cushions in 'couch-mode'. As Jenny inserts the DVD into the player, Tyler plops down on the couch and invites the girls to sit wherever's comfortable. He pats the seat next to him indicating to Emma that she should sit there, and she does. Lindsay sits to Tyler's other side, although once Jenny finishes turning the movie on and turning out the lights, she makes Lindsay get up so that she can sit next to Tyler. Reluctantly, Lindsay sprawls out on the floor with a pillow.

As the movie begins, Tyler whispers in Emma's ear, letting her know that her collar's been activated.

The four watch the movie. Tyler finds that both his arms get gripped tightly during the 'scary' parts. When it's finally over and Lindsay turns the light on, he quickly lets go of his sister's hand, though stays holding Jenny's for a few more moments. Emma notices and is hurt.

When it's finally time for the girls to go home, the four make their way to the garage's exit. Emma, though, stays behind in the garage after a 'shocking' reminder that she's not able to leave the room. Tyler escorts the girls to the front entrance of the house.

-----

Tyler doesn't return to the garage for fifteen minutes. When he does return, he sees that Emma's crying... or is she mad?

"Emma, what's wrong?"

"So you like Jenny now?!"

"What?"

"I saw the way you were holding her hand!"

Tyler laughs. "Are you... jealous???"

Emma realizes how she must sound, and the rediculousness of the situation. "No!" she defends herself.

Tyler walks up to her and puts his hands on her shoulders. "Yes you are! Now Emma, listen to me... you have nothing to worry about. Yeah, Jenny's cute. But nobody's ever gonna take your place in my heart, got it? I promise you. You're always gonna be my most special pet." Tyler has his arms around Emma and he's stroking her back and butt. She's starting to feel better.

"Anyway, I could never do to your friends the kind of stuff I can do to you," he says, giving her ass a painful squeeze. Emma yelps, then giggles. "So you really have nothing to worry about. Now let's get you dressed in something a little cuter and go have some dinner."

Without asking her permission -- or even warning her he's going to do it -- Tyler grabs the bottom of her tank-top and pulls it right up. She's quite surprised but has no choice but to lift her arms up allowing him to remove it completely. Once it's off, her hands snap down to cover her nipples. She's about to protest when Tyler says, "You might need to use your hands to cover something else," and makes a grab for her shorts.

"Hey!" she says, running away from him.

"Why, you..." Tyler says playfully, running after her and tackling her on his bed. "For that," he says, "you're gonna lose the use of your hands completely!"

"No!" Emma squeels, but she's no match for him. Tyler has her. He's sitting on her ass, straddling her with his legs. She tries to resist, but truthfully not very much, and a moment later her wrists are buckled together behind her, with a short chain attaching them to her collar, keeping her hands far away from any of her 'private parts'. She states her protests, but a moment later her thin, tight shorts are no longer 'protecting' her.

"What's the matter? You're wearing panties anyway!" Tyler says, laughing. From behind, the panties don't do very much as they're 'thong' panties.

"Come on Tyler, cover me up please," Emma begs, laughing. "Enough," she says, embarrassed but still giggling as she feels Tyler pinching her butt-cheeks between his fingers. Truth be told, though those matching red thongs came with that short suit, Emma had always been too embarrassed to wear them, and the few times she wore that outfit she wore it with 'normal' panties.

"Oh? You don't think these panties cover enough of you?" he asks, pulling them up so she feels them digging into her bottom.

She groans. "No!" she says, unsure of the sensation the string in her bottom is causing her.

"Okay, then, no problem," Tyler says. Emma shrieks again, but a moment later her panties are gone as well. "Better?" Tyler asks, taunting.

"No!" she protests as Tyler gives her a few playful slaps on her rear. Then Emma shrieks again as Uncle Fred walks into the room.

"What's all the noise I heard? Oh, hello!" Fred walks right up to the twins with a grin on his face, helping himself to a view of his niece's posterier.

"Tyler, please cover me!"

Tyler laughs, then gives her a few slaps before laying his hand on her bottom to 'cover' her as requested. "How's your day been, Uncle Fred?" Tyler asks.

"Oh, pretty boring. You kids having fun?"

"Yeah," Tyler says.

"No!" Emma protests. But that wasn't smart.

Tyler gets up off the bed, leaving her there like that in front of her uncle. He walks over to one of the cabinets and comes back with a ball-gag. He pulls back on Emma's hair getting her to open her mouth. "Pets are meant to be seen and not heard," Tyler remarks as the gag is secured in her mouth. Tyler sits beside Emma to continue their conversation, this time making no effort to block any of her nakedness.

"Can I see the front too?" Fred finally asks. Emma's shocked that he asks that outright, and relieved with Tyler's answer.

"Nah, not today. Some other time."

Fred looks disappointed. "Okay, well I picked up some hamburgers for us. Maybe after dinner I could take some photos of your pet, before you put her to sleep?"

"Sure. Hmmm... that gives me a great idea. Okay we'll come to the kitchen to eat in a minute. Lemme just get her dressed."

"Okay." Fred's about to leave.

"Hey Uncle Fred?"

"Yeah?"

"Come help yourself to a quick feel of Emma's ass -- you've earned it."

Emma makes noises through her gag and squirms in her bonds. Tyler just holds her feet down on the bed, together, and there's nothing she can do. She feels her uncle placing his hands on her bottom, massaging her globes with his thumbs, pushing her cheeks together and pulling them apart, even running a finger against her sphyncter. She feels so humiliated and helpless.

"Thanks, Tyler, that was great!" Fred says, giving her a little slap on the bottom before leaving the room. "See you in the kitchen."

"Oh, stop complaining. You've been to the zoo so many times -- have any of those animals ever worn any clothes?" Tyler asks his sister, taunting. Then he worries that she might get too upset. So he changes his tone. He strokes her hair, brushing it away from her face, and kisses her on the cheek. "Do you know that you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen?" he whispers in her ear. "I love you, Emma!" And he kisses her again.

It works. Emma feels her heart melting. She loves her brother. She loves the way he controls her. She's glad that he's doing all this to her -- it's worth it, just to feel so close to him. She wants to hug him tightly, but can't, being bound. She wants to kiss him passionately, or at least tell him how she feels, but can't due to the gag. She tries to show him she's smiling, makes a murmer through her gag, and tries to shift her position a bit so that her body's touching him.

Tyler notices that. "Oh, come here, silly," he says, lying down beside her and pulling her naked body into his. He kisses her some more while his hands travel all over her body. She moans in enjoyment. Tyler unlocks her gag, and she starts kissing him back all over his face and neck. "Hold on," he says, momentarily moving away from her. He gets a short chain and locks her collar to the bedframe. Then he releases her wrists. Emma responds by wrapping her arms and legs around him in a tight hug.

She doesn't even realize she's doing it, but she's slowly rubbing her vagina against his pant-leg and it's making her feel quite nice. She gets a strange tingly feeling in her vagina accompanied by a tight feeling in her stomach and she follows her instinct and puts her hand on her vagina, rubbing it more. Tyler notices her short breathing and closed eyes and doesn't know what's going on. "Are you okay?" he asks her, concerned.

"Yeah!" she says between pants. Tyler's curious, so he gently rolls her off of him so he can see what she's doing. Lying on her back, she raises her knees a bit and parts them a bit, and rubs between her legs even faster.

"What are you doing?" he asks. But he figures he knows... he often rubs his penis himself.

Emma's less knowledgable about the ways of the world, though. "I have (pant) no idea (pant)," she says. "But it feels (pant) real good!"

Tyler gets hard looking at her like that. Chained to his bed, totally in his command. His finger traces around her collar, proud of himself for his achievement. He notices that her nipples look harder than usual, and that they're kind-of standing up. He sticks out his tongue and licks one.

"Oh!" Emma moans as he does that.

"Sorry -- did that hurt?" he asks, unsure.

"No, it's great!"

Tyler's about to do it again, but then he remembers something. "Don't go anywhere!" he says and get's off the bed.

"Oh! Where're you going?" she asks.

"Just to close and lock the door, we don't want Fred walking in..." Tyler returns to the bed and puts a hand on his sister's warm abdomen. He starts licking, sucking, and nibbling on her nipples with slightly more intensity. Emma responds by moaning more, rubbing her vagina harder, and bucking her hips.

Tyler's hand reaches out and rubs his sister's smooth thighs. They feel so hot. He touches the back of her left hand (which is on her right hand, which is on her vagina) and 'helps' her move her hands. Then he moves the hand and touches the side of her right hand. "Let me try," he whispers and slides his hand underneath hers. She lets him, and places her own hands on top of his, rubbing his hand against her.

Emma guides his hand so that his middle finger is resting against her slit, and he rubs his finger up and down along it. He notices that it's quite wet, and the moisture seems to be coming from slightly lower down, towards what he thinks is where her crap comes out from (it's not, though).

When Tyler's in a good motion Emma puts her hands down at her sides and allows him to work on her alone. He rubs her intensely while licking, sucking, and nibbling on her nipples. He finds his fingers gently pushing slightly into her folds. She seems to enjoy that and opens her legs more. Her eyes are closed most of the time. Tyler sees that she's really enjoying it.

Eventually Emma's breathing and hip-movements slow down, until it seems that Tyler's rubbing isn't affecting her anymore. She opens her eyes, smiles adoringly, and says, "Wow!"

Tyler looks back at her and smiles himself. He takes his soaking-wet hand off of her and looks at it. Something's drawing him to his hand, almost against his will... He doesn't understand why, but he feels compelled to smell it, and eventually he gives in and does so. He sniffs and sniffs long and hard... it doesn't really have such a strong smell, it's kind of pleasant... but he keeps on sniffing, and eventually he even sticks out his tongue and licks it -- being careful not to let Emma see that.

Next he looks down at Emma's crotch. Emma, who's now coming out of her horniness, sees him staring and feels a little self-conscious again, so she covers her crotch with her hand. Tyler won't have that, though. He reaches under the bed and produces a plain set of steel handcuffs, hands it to his sister and quietly instructs her to cuff her wrists to the bedframe. He doesn't want to have to bother doing it himself as he's preoccupied with looking at her crotch. Emma's shocked. She has to handcuff herself, knowing fully well why Tyler's getting her hands out of the way? Still, she feels so good inside that she doesn't want to ruin the atmosphere. She decides to just do it quickly before she can regret it... click click click... click click click... and it's done. Tyler rewards her obedience with a "good girl", a rub on her chest and a pat on her tummy. Emma feels so stupid for having just done that to herself.

Not being able to prevent it anymore, she watches her brother as he stares at her genitals. It's as if a magnet's pulling him in... slowly, his face moves closer and closer to it. He feels himself being pulled in, and he can't figure out why. With his nose only an inch away, he starts sniffing... and sniffing and sniffing... and then licking... neither he nor his sister can believe that he's licking up all her wetness... Emma finds it quite humiliating. But he feels like he can't help himself. And then... after Tyler licks for a few seconds, Emma starts feeling those waves of pleasure building up inside of her again. Involuntarily she begins moaning and squirming again, eager to have him push harder with his tongue... she struggles against her handcuffs wanting to be able to use her hands to position his head where she wants it, but is of course unable to do so. But Tyler keeps licking, and Emma keeps moaning and thrashing... and really enjoying it despite the embarrassment ( or perhaps partially because of it?!).

He finally snaps out of it when Uncle Fred bangs on the door and asks them why they're not coming to dinner already.

"In a minute," Tyler yells and hurries to get Emma uncuffed. He pushes her towards the bathroom and tells her to get cleaned up while he finds something for her to wear. She obeys, taking a quick shower. She comes back into the room wrapped in a towel, but Tyler immediately tells her to go put the towel away. She goes and hangs the towel in the bathroom and returns with her hands over her crotch, and Tyler tells her to hold her hands behind her.

She sighs, and does as told. 'How did I get into this?' she wonders to herself. True, she enjoyed the pleasures Tyler gave her a few minutes ago... but does she really want to have him seeing her naked any time he wants, touching her whenever and wherever? Does she have no right to privacy anymore?

"You look so cute!" Tyler says, unable to resist pulling her into another hug. He realizes though what will happen if they're not careful, and he really is getting kind of hungry... so after one more quick feel of his sister's smooth skin (back and butt) he lets go and goes to get the clothing he picked out for her.

"If we were alone," he explains, "I'd leave you looking like that... I mean, you look so nice... but I don't want Uncle Fred seeing you naked. I want to keep you to myself."

"Thanks," Emma responds happily.

"On the other hand I still want to dress you in something really cute. Here's what you'll wear. Just put it on -- no need for underwear."

"Okay," Emma says, glad for any little bit of cloth she can cover herself with. She steps into the spandex shorts and pulls them up, and then slips her arms into the top and pulls that into place. "It's cute," Emma admits, admiring herself in the mirror. The twins embrace once more and then head for the door hand-in-hand.

"Ahh", Emma yelps, jumping back inside the room. Tyler forgot to deactivate her collar before leading her out.

"Oh, sorry, forgot. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it was just a light shock," Emma says, rubbing her neck.

"Good," Tyler says. Before deactivating her collar, though, he locks a leash to it, and then cuffs her wrists together behind her back attaching them with a short chain to her collar as well. He sticks his hand down the front of her shorts and gives her vagina a quick rub, remarking "Remember who owns you!" Then he removes his hand, licks his fingers, and pulls her shorts up a bit more, pushing the seam into her, making her crack slightly visible through the shorts. Emma feels so helpless! Normally, with her hands cuffed behind her back, she can still move them quite a bit. But now with the short chain they're completely useless. Also, she feels so owned -- Really like her brother's pet. Stuff's done to her whether she likes it or not -- true, she enjoys most of it... but still, she's not in control. This feeling's intensified even more by Tyler's next comment. "You may not say anything at dinner, no matter what -- unless I specifically tell you to talk. Got it? I'm not putti ng a gag on you so you'll be able to eat, but not a word -- otherwise you won't get any food. Not a word." Despite feeling that her 'rights' have been violated again, Emma knows she's going to do her best to obey.

"That's a really cute outfit you have on her, Tyler," Fred comments as the twins enter the kitchen.

"Yeah, I think so!" Tyler says.

"Go sit on Fred's lap," he instructs his disappointed sister. She's really creeped out by her uncle, but of course obeys. "Feel free to 'feel', Uncle Ted -- leave her clothes in place, but go ahead and touch her anywhere you want except her pussy." She's even more disappointed that her extremely happy uncle has been given this permission.

Fred thanks Tyler for 'dessert before dinner'. As Emma walks up beside him he grabs her by the waist and positions her on his lap. His big creepy hands begin exploring her little helpless body, but his touch sure doesn't affect her the way Tyler's does! Pretty soon she feels his 'wallet' poking into her butt again, and he repositions her a bit so that the thing is poking right between her butt-cheeks. Tyler's busy looking at the burgers Fred ordered as well as doing something in the fridge. When he finally looks back at his sister and uncle, he sees that Fred's really enjoying himself, but his sister's one the verge of tears.

Feeling bad, he says, "Okay Fred, enough. Emma, come here." Emma jumps off of Fred and runs to her brother, who accepts her with a tight hug. "Sorry," he whispers in her ear. "I didn't think you'd hate that so much." She nestles her face where his neck meets his shoulder, sniffling a bit, feeling comforted as Tyler lightly rubs her butt. Seeing the smirk on Fred's face, Tyler inserts his hand into Emma's shorts and feels her butt 'unprotected' -- being careful not to expose her nakedness to their uncle. Fred's impressed and gives him a thumbs-up. Emma feels this but doesn't mind... to her, it's comforting knowing she's just feeling her sweet, caring brother, and not her creepy uncle.

Tyler gives her a minute to compose herself. "Better?" he asks. She takes a deep breath and nods. He releases her from his embrace, takes her leash, and leads her back to the table. When they're standing beside the table Tyler surprises her by pushing her backwards until her bottom is touching the edge, then pushing her a bit and lifting her legs, getting her to sit on the table! He slides her until she's sitting in the middle of the table and then helps her lie down on her stomach!

"Emma," Tyler begins to explain as she feels him buckling her ankles in cuffs attached to chains which are attached on their other ends to the table's legs, forcing her legs to bend outwards and backwards towards her head as much as possible. "Uncle Fred and I are eating burgers. That's people food. Now I know a cute little bunny-rabbit like you doesn't like meat -- in fact, it would be extremely unhealthy for you! But don't worry -- I've prepared your favorite dish especially for you! You're gonna love it! Eat as much as you want -- if you finish, I can give you more!"

'Bunny-rabbit?' poor little bound Emma thinks to herself, dismayed, contemplating her brother's words as he goes to get two dishes from the counter. He places them beside her face on the table: One is a plain dish filled with water; the other is filled with shredded carrots and lettuce! That's it! She can't believe it! She looks up and sees the men watching her, munching their burgers with smirks on their faces. She's so hungry!

Tyler reaches out and strokes her hair. "Eat up sweetie -- when we're done eating, I'm taking your food away whether you're done or not, and that's all you're getting tonight. You don't want to be hungry do you?"

Emma wants to say something, but remembers that she's not allowed to. She looks at him with pleading eyes, but he just strokes her cheeks and says, "You look so sweet," and pushes the bowl of salad closer to her face. Believing her brother's threat and not wanting to be hungrier later, she begins doing her best to slirp and munch on the bland salad shreds. It's really hard for her to do, though, given the position she's tied in. She rests her head on the table to chew, then lifts it in the air and places it in the bowl to get some salad, and returns to her resting place. Drinking from the water bowl is even harder. When she gets water up her nose, Tyler puts his burger down and holds her head up for her, allowing her to blow the water out and get her bearings back.

She's getting really frustrated at the rediculousness of all this, when Tyler gets up from his chair. She can't see where he's going, but a minute later she starts feeling him (at least she assumes it's him) rubbing her butt and vagina -- she's embarrassed and ashamed, especially with Uncle Fred watching, but at the same time she can't help but enjoy his touching. Her breathing changes and she gets distracted from eating -- lying her head on the table and closing her eyes, a prisoner to Tyler's fingers.

Meanwhile, Tyler's munching on his burger with one hand while being entertained, watching his sister's enjoyment of his finger-violation. Fred eats standing up walking back and forth -- some of the time watching Tyler's fingers, and the rest watching Emma's facial expressions. At one point he sticks out his hand to see if Tyler will allow him a turn, but Tyler shakes his head and Fred has to content himself with watching.

Finally Tyler stops fingering his sister in order to wipe his mouth with a napkin and touch his own young but hard cock. He gets up and walks over to Emma's face and touches her head. She opens her eyes. "You hardly even touched your food, Bunny. Well, I guess I was distracting you. Eat up quick, though, because in ten minutes I'm taking it away. Go on, hurry."

Emma starts munching on the lettuce again and Tyler and Fred leave the room to talk.

Ten minutes later they return. Tyler laughs seeing his sister's face. It's covered in water -- in fact, her water bowl spilled completely. Some of the salad's spilled out of the bowl too, and she has little carrot and lettuce strips stuck to her face in a few placed. Tyler holds her face under her chin and peels off those pieces, placing all but one inside Emma's mouth. (The one he didn't put in her mouth, he put in his own.) Tyler allows her to rest her head on the table again and returns with a dishtowel. Lifting her face by her chin again, he wipes it dry with the towel. Then he wipes the table-top dry.

"I hope you had enough," Tyler says, allowing her to rest her head again while he removes the bowls from the table. She's still hungry but doesn't say anything. "If you behave really well now, I might allow you to have some more a little later." Hoping that maybe he'll actually allow her to have some real food, she decides to 'behave' as best she can.

Tyler releases her ankles from the buckles and allows her to straighten her legs. Leaving her wrists still bound behind her, he helps her off the table and leads her back to the garage. "I'll have her ready in a minute," Tyler says to Fred as the twins leave the room. "I'll call you."

"Great! Bye, Bunnie!" Fred responds.

Back in the converted garage, Tyler gives his sister a big, tight hug and some kisses on her cheeks, neck, shoulders, and lips. Emma loves it when he does that, so taking advantage of her ungagged mouth, and despite her hunger, she kisses him back. As Tyler's hands pass over her smooth tummy he feels it rumbling.

"You're still hungry!" Tyler says. "That's no good! Come here, quick." He takes his sister into the bathroom and quickly removes her wrist cuffs. "Wait here," he commands and leaves the room. She feels a tiny vibrating sensation from her collar, signifying that it's been activated. A moment later he returns with a chocolate covered energy bar. "Eat this quickly, then brush your teeth. Don't let Fred know that you had it. I don't want you hungry, okay?" he says, kissing her on the back of her neck.

Emma's delighted. She turns and kisses her brother, and then happily starts munching on the energy bar. She doesn't even flinch when Tyler takes down her shorts -- unannounced -- and pulls at her ankles so that she steps out of them. She continues eating as he removes her top. When she's done, he asks if she wants another bar and she nods. "Wow, you really are hungry!" he says, hugging her naked body from behind and kissing her again and again on the sides of her neck. "Here, last one." She munches down the second one, standing completely naked in front of the bathroom mirror, while Tyler leaves the room to get her next outfit. Before he returns she brushes her teeth as instructed. She rubs her tummy in satisfaction, grateful for those energy bars which were a lot tastier and more satisfying than the lettuce and carrots.

Tyler returns to the bathroom holding her outfit, but hugs and caresses her smooth, naked body before holding the leotard out in front of her for her to step into. Once she's dressed, he leads his sister out of the bathroom and she doesn't give him any resistance as he lifts her up, and places her inside the birdcage, locking the door behind her. At least Emma understands now why she's being called a 'bunny'.

Tyler gets Fred, and the two start giving her instructions on how to pose while Fred snaps pictures.

"Pull the shirt open a bit so we see the tip of your pussy. Lovely! That's so cute! Now turn so we can see your ass. Awesome!"

They hand her a carrot and other 'rabbit' props, and then release her from the cage and chain her leg in an apparent rabbit trap.

After snapping more pictures, Tyler instructs her to shed the shirt. After some more pictures are taken Tyler has her put some running shoes on and leads her out to the backyard. Emma's surprised to see a big metal wheel set up in the yard. Tyler keeps a hand on Emma's butt and pushes her in the direction of the wheel. She's forced inside, and then the 'door' on the side is locked shut, trapping her. Fred's there with a video camera. Tyler presses a button and the wheel starts to turn, forcing Emma to run like a hamster. At first the wheel turns slowly, but gradually accelerates until Emma's running as fast as she can.

"Please, Tyler, I can't run anymore. I'm going to fall and get... hurt..."

Tyler can see that she's telling the truth and slows the wheel down, little by little, until it stops. Emma collapses inside, sitting on her knees, clutching her side.

"Oh, just leave her, she'll be fine! Pets need good workouts!" Fred says. But Tyler ignores him and goes to get Emma a glass of water. He unlocks the door of the wheel and sits down inside beside her, rubbing her neck, shoulders, sides, back and stomach as she tries to catch her breath and drink.

"Sorry, Master," Emma whispers in his ears while clutching his hands to her body. "Sorry for not being able to run fast enough. And sorry for speaking without permission -- oh, I did it again!"

Tyler chuckles and strokes her hair, moving it away and kissing her on the back of her neck just above her shock collar. "Oh don't worry about it sweetie, you did great! You were perfect." Tyler can smell the faint scent of her perspiration, but to him it smells sweet and he hugs her tight. A moment later he gets out of the wheel. Emma's disappointed not to have him at her side, but once he's standing up he reaches back inside and pulls her out and holds her like a baby in his arms.

"That's all for today, Uncle Fred. I'm gonna put her to bed now. We'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, have fun, use a rubber!"

Tyler's already at the door to the house and doesn't bother to turn around and ask him what he meant about the rubber.

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"You sure are cute," Tyler says as he plops her down on his bed and climbs on top of her, knees between her legs, supporting himself on his elbows, and begins kissing and licking her all over her face and neck. Emma giggles with glee -- it tickles, but she loves it.

She hugs him back, and tries to catch his tongue in her mouth. He notices this and makes a game out of it -- trying to lick her face as close to her mouth as he can without her 'catching' it. The second or third time she 'catches' it, though, he leaves it there, enjoying the feeling of her sucking on his tongue. A few seconds later both twins start laughing hysterically.

"Master," Emma says between giggles, "Please activate my collar -- you don't want your pet escaping by mistake, do you?"

"Thanks for reminding me," Tyler giggles. Emma puts her hands on his shoulders and helps support him above her while he gets the remote out of his pocket and presses the buttons. She feels the mild vibration and feels content. Tyler starts kissing her some more. "Open my shirt for me," he says. "I want to feel your leotard against my bare chest." Emma happily obliges, unbuttoning his shirt and rubbing his smooth chest before he puts it down against hers. Then she hugs him and rubs his bare back. She can feel what must be his thigh pressing into and rubbing her crotch, and she enjoys the sensations. Tyler's stabbing her in the leg with his own little erection (through his trousers of course). She doesn't really notice this, though.

After 'play-humping' like that for a while, Tyler gets tired and lies down on top of her. He asks her if he's too heavy for her, but she says he isn't. She hugs him tightly. When he does start to feel heavy she asks if she can lie on top of him. Tyler laughs and rolls over. She climbs on top of him and lies down on him. He hugs her and rubs her back and butt. After a bit, she sits up on top of him. Her crotch is sitting directly on his erect cock. "Close your eyes," she says, and slips her arms out of the sleeves of the leotard. He doesn't bother closing them, though, but she does this anyway. "I want to feel your skin against mine," she explains, leaving the leotard bunched up around her waist and lying back down on his chest.

"Mmmm," she purrs. Tyler's rubbing her bare back with his hands. He slips one of them under her bunched up leotard and fingers her butt-crack, which she surprisingly enjoys. Emma wants to pleasure him back, though. "Can I take your pants off too?" she asks innocently.

"No!" Tyler says, frightened. Emma's taken aback by that, and rolls off of him, to the side.

"Oh, Emma, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout," he says, sitting up and putting his hands on her shoulders. "You just scared me... it's okay, come lie back down beside me please." Emma hesitates.

"I just wanted to make you feel good too," Emma says between sniffles.

"I know sweetie, I know," he hugs her.

"You've been making me feel so good inside, today," she says. "You could feel good too!" Subconsciously, she puts her arms back into the leotard and pulls it back up.

"I know, thanks Emma, I appreciate it. Come here. I'm... I'm just embarrassed, that's all. I need a little more time."

She snuggles into her brother, hoping to rekindle the magic. Tyler's disappointed that the 'atmosphere' died, too, but still doesn't feel ready to let his sister see or touch him there.

"I have an idea," Tyler finally says. "Let's take a bath together before we go to sleep. A bubble bath. Okay?"

"Um, okay."

Tyler goes and rummages through a drawer, and returns holding some pink cloth. "Here, you can wear this -- I'll go put my bathing suit on in the bathroom and start running the water."

Emma's a little surprised that Tyler's 'allowing' her to wear something. When she unfolds the cloth, she's pleased to see it's a really cute pink bikini. She inspects herself in the mirror before enterring the bathroom, and thinks she looks adorable -- she hopes Tyler likes it too. Seeing a towel, she wraps it around herself 'protectively' and knocks on the bathroom door. She enters when given permission, holding the towel around herself as if she's embarrassed for Tyler to see her in the skimpy bikini. In reality, though, she's happy when Tyler orders her to get rid of the stupid towel and enjoys his remarks about her cute sexy body.

She obeys Tyler's next instruction and hangs the towel up... As she turns to do so, Tyler makes some comments about how nice her 'ass' looks in the tiny bikini. Emma giggles and wiggles her bottom for her brother.

Tyler climbs into the warm suds and instructs his sister to join him. She enters, and sits down beside him. The water's really warm and pleasant. Tyler takes a wash cloth and starts rubbing it all over his sister's body. Then he decides to lose the cloth, and does it with his hands instead. Touching her smooth, warm, wet, slippery skin like that gets him really horny and he starts kissing his sister as he 'cleans' her.

As usual, Emma's really enjoying this. She wants to reciprocate, 'clean' Tyler too, but isn't sure if he wants her to. She's a little nervous about asking though after his reaction to her suggestion in bed, earlier. Finally, she asks, "Master, do you want me to do anything?"

"Yeah, you can clean me," he says while nibbling on her earlobe. "Just stay away from my private parts." Tyler has a couple of fingers on one of Emma's nipples, underneath her bikini top... she likes it but thinks it's a little strange that he's touching her privates, yet she can't touch his. She doesn't question, though, and starts rubbing -- cleaning -- her brother, kissing and licking him as well.

"Can I touch your nipples?" she asks a little nervously.

"Sure, go ahead."

Emma's gently licking, sucking, and even nibbling on Tyler's little nipples when she feels his hands on her back, then a little tugging sensation on her bikini top... A moment later she doesn't have the top on anymore.

She's beginning to love that feeling... the little nervous, embarrassed feeling she gets as Tyler exposes her against her will, combined with the surprise of the spontanaety... her heart jumps a few beats when he does stuff like that, and it gets her really aroused. It has an amazing ability to make her feel really 'owned', really her brother's property... and she likes that feeling. Now she waits nervously yet excitedly for the moment he removes her bottoms too. She assumes it's only a matter of time. And, now with Tyler easily using his mouth on her little nipples, she feels his hands move farther down on her body, concentrating more on her butt and vagina.

At the moment, he's only rubbing her on top of her bikini bottom. Still it's getting her very horny. Then she starts feeling his fingers exploring underneath the bikini. That gets her even more 'scared' -- even more excitied! She's nervously anticipating her bottoms to be removed at any moment. In the meantime, she's gently massaging Tyler's smooth, straight back, from his neck down to the beginning of his shorts and back again.

Tyler surprises her. Instead of just removing her bikini bottoms, his hands momentarily leave her lower body and return to her shoulders. Gently but forcefully, he pushes her back so that she's lying down in the tub. He climbs between her legs and presses his chest against hers. One of his thighs is rubbing against her vagina, arousing her. Her body responds, and she starts moving up and down against his leg.

Tyler notices she's getting 'like that' again and decides to play with her some more.

He starts by removing the rest of her bikini and immediately putting a finger between Emma's labia. Emma gets so aroused by being 'violated' like that. "Hey," she protests playfully, and Tyler presses in a little harder. She can do nothing but moan.

Her hands are getting in the way, so Tyler commands her to put them high above her head. Then he instructs her to lift her legs up and open them wide. She obeys, and is 'rewarded' with more fingering.

Tyler leans in towards her again, continuing to finger her with one hand, while rubbing the rest of her body with his other, and kissing her all over -- especially on her face and nipples.

Tyler takes the hand off of Emma's chest and while still leaning on her and fingering her vagina with one hand, slips his other hand into his own shorts to touch himself. Emma puts her own hands on her nipples. Emma starts to stiffen up. Tyler watches as she clamps her eyes shut. He takes his hand off of himself and uses that one on Emma too, touching and penetrating her vagina and rectum, and other body parts. He actually feels her clamp down on his finger with her vagina muscles, which surprises him. Then she shudders, her breathing changes, and she opens her eyes and smiles.

"Wow," she says, kissing her brother on the lips. Tyler smiles and returns one hand to his own genitals. He removes his other hand from Emma's vagina and sniffs it, and then licks it. Unfortunately, it seems to him that the bath water has tampered with the scent/taste he'd been expecting. He's still quite horny, though, thinking of what he did to his sister and what happened to her body. He has his hand inside his shorts, but he hopes that Emma doesn't notice. The bubbles in the bath should hide that, he thinks.

He climbs back onto her and tries to rub his penis against his sister's stomach and vagina -- through his shorts -- but that doesn't give him the effect he's hoping for. Finally he gets an idea.

"Turn over," he says. "Lie in the water with your back up."

"Okay," Emma says, turning over and immediately feeling Tyler's hand roaming her butt -- as she expected.

Now, assuming Emma can't see what's going on behind her, Tyler gets on top of her. First he lays on her back, enjoying how her smooth back feels against his chest. Then he feels her bottom -- inside and out -- with his hands. Emma giggles as she feels his fingers between her butt-cheeks.

Finally Tyler gets up the courage, and pulls his shorts down a bit, freeing his hard, throbbing penis. He's not so knowledgable in the ways of sex, doesn't really think to try to penetrate his sister with it, but he wants to make it feel good... He starts by just 'stabbing' at his sister's butt-cheeks with it. Then he rubs it all over his sister's back and butt-cheeks. He really likes the way that feels. He feels a little nervous about his sister realizing what he's doing, but guesses that she'll just think it's his finger. Truth is that Emma does kind-of suspect it's his penis, but she guesses that he wouldn't want her to know so she doesn't ask. If her suspicion's true she's glad -- Tyler's been making her feel so good lately, she really does want to reciprocate.

At one point as Tyler's moving his penis around against his sister's butt his penis happens to move down along the groove of her butt-crack. That feels awesome to Tyler, so he does it again, and again. When he tries doing it upwards, he finds that his penis actually goes into the crack somewhat, and that feels good too. He starts doing that purposely, over and over again, holding her butt-cheeks in his hands and squeezing his penis with them. He loves the way it feels when his penis slips its way into her butt crack, and slips back out again. He's not really entering into her anus -- maybe just touching it -- his young penis isn't that long yet, after all. But squeezing it between her butt-cheeks feels real nice, so he doesn't complain. He even lets his scrotum slap against her bottom now, enjoying the sensations too much to worry about her realizing what he's doing. From Emma's point of view, it feels rather nice too... not as arousing as before, but it kind of tickles... pl us, knowing that Tyler's getting sexual gratification from her (though she wouldn't use those terms) makes her happy. So she happily makes her bottom available to her brother as long as he wants it.

Eventually his body tenses up, his breathing stops, and he feels his release. He collapses on top of his sister's back, hugging her, catching his breath. Emma assumes he must be feeling the way she felt after she climaxed, and is glad he feels good. She stays still allowing him to rest on her, hugging her, and rubs his hands and arms with her hands.

"Want to turn over?" Emma finally asks when he starts to feel heavy.

Tyler reaches down to pull up his shorts, but they're down around his ankles by now. "One sec," he says as he fumbles with them until he finally gets them back in place. Then he rolls over, lying on his back. Emma turns over and faces him. She hugs her brother, getting him to rest his head on her left arm while she strokes him with her right arm.

"Do you feel good?" Emma asks.

"Yeah," Tyler says with a smile.

Emma bends down and kisses him on the lips. "I'm glad you feel good, Tyler," she says, and kisses him again.

The twins feel real happy and content. They rest side-by-side in the bathtub for a while, until the water starts getting cold.

"I guess we should get out of the bath," Tyler says. He looks at his adorable sister. He loves her so much! But he wants to make her his... and gets another mischievous thought in his mind. "You get out first and hold out my towel. Once I'm dry, I'll let you dry off too."

"Okay, Master," Emma says. She reaches into the water and pulls up her bikini.

"No, leave that, get out as you are."

"Yes, Master," she says, and does so. Shivering, soaking wet, she holds Tyler's towel open and waits for him to leave the tub. She gets the feeling that he purposely takes his time.

"Rub me dry slowly," he instructs her after she envelopes him in the towel. She does so, being careful not to touch his private parts, since she knows he won't like that. "Get my shorts -- they're hanging on the door." She obeys. "Hold them out for me." Tyler holds his towel around him and slips his shorts down, and steps out. Emma hopes she'll get a glimpse of his genitals as he steps into the shorts, but no such luck. Tyler's very careful to pull them up beneath the towel before shedding it. Only once he's dry and dressed is it Emma's turn to be dried.

"Hold your hands out to the side," Tyler instructs her. Whereas Tyler was wrapped in his towel, Emma isn't. Tyler uses his own wet towel to pat her dry, but only about a hands' area at a time. She remains completely exposed, completely naked the whole time. Whereas Emma was careful not to touch Tyler's private parts, Tyler spends a lot of time drying his sister's -- even feeling them with his bare hands "to check if they're dry enough yet". Emma doesn't mind much, though.

Finally Tyler picks his naked sister up over his shoulder. He carries her out of the bathroom. The air feels cold against her naked skin... mind you, Tyler's shirtless too, and he feels the cold too. He's about to put her in her birdcage. Instead, though, he places her down on the floor just outside the cage. "One last hug before I lock you in," he says, pulling his sister into a tight hug. She hugs him back. Tyler's hands roam his sister's smooth, naked body -- especially her naked butt. He has her turn around and hugs her from behind, with his hands feeling her pre-tits and her pubic area. He tries pushing his penis into his sister's butt (through his shorts), but his penis won't get hard again, yet. So he has her turn around again and spread her legs a bit. Then, on his knees, he licks her vagina. Emma giggles, as it tickles a lot. Plus, unlike Tyler, she doesn't have a problem getting excited again and again after only short intervals.

"You're yummy," Tyler tells her as he lifts her up again. Emma helps him feed her through the cage door and smiles as he clicks it locked. "I love how I'm able to control you like this," Tyler says, checking the locks. Then he sticks his arms through the bars and feels his sister some more. He pulls her towards him and kisses her on the lips between the bars. "I'll be back a little later," he says, pulling a shirt on and leaving the garage. He leaves the garage door open, with his sister completely naked, locked in the bird-cage. She gets nervous. What if Fred were to walk in? She had no way of covering herself except with her hands?!

Tyler returns shortly after, though. "I miss you," he whispers to her with a wink. He unlocks the cage and instructs her to climb out. Tyler hugs his sister once more, then leads her by the hand away from the cage. He lets go of her hand to look through a drawer, and then turns to her holding some silky fabric. "We're gonna go have a snack before we go to bed," he explains. "Fred's out in the living room so you're gonna have to put on some pajamas first."

"Hands up," he instructs his sister, deciding to put the top on her first. With her hands straight in the air right in front of him, he can't help but nibble on her perky little nipples before pulling the camisole into place. Emma giggles lovingly.

As he nibbles on her vagina before pulling the matching silk shorts up, Emma jokingly asks, "Is that the bedtime snack you were talking about?"

Tyler laughs back, pulls her shorts up, and says, "Tastes better than any food I've ever tasted! But it's like Pringles... makes you hungrier -- you can't get enough!"

Emma laughs back. She wonders if he'll ever let her taste his. She hopes so.

"So how do you want to be tied? I think I'm going to use a real rope and knots this time. What position would you like?"

Emma's surprised she's given the choice, and doesn't know what to pick. In a way, though, she likes it... Tyler's rubbing her pussy while he talks to her helps to get her even hornier... and that causes her to want to be tied up real tight. "How about my wrists tied together behind my back close to my neck?" she suggests, excitedly yet somewhat nervously. "And a gag, too," she adds. She can't believe she actually suggested that herself!

Tyler has his sister stand beside the bed, and drops a pile of ropes onto it. He gropes her chest a bit before taking her wrists and moving them behind her back. He instructs her to keep them together as close as possible to her neck, and starts wrapping the ropes around her. "I'm not used to using ropes," he explains, "so it might take me a few tries to get it right. I don't want it to be too tight so it hurts, but I also don't want you to be able to get out. You can let me know how I'm doing, okay? I won't put your gag on you 'till I'm done with the ropes."

"Okay."

Tyler starts wrapping the ropes around his sister's wrists. When he thinks he's done a good job, though, he tells Emma to get free, and she does. So he tries again. Emma urges him to make the ropes tighter, telling him that she'll tell him if it hurts... he tries, though, and unless it's so tight that it cuts off her circulation, she's able to get out. After about ten tries he gives up, looking rather sad.

Emma feels bad for him, and comforts him with hugs and kisses. "Don't worry, Master, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Why don't you just put metal cuffs on me for now. Maybe tomorrow we can get some books out of the library, or download stuff from the internet. It doesn't really matter how you lock me up, anyway, as long as I'm powerless. Right? Please make me feel really powerless, Tyler, I love feeling that way!"

Tyler's really disappointed in himself. He's touched by Emma's warmth, love, and submission, but the urge to tie her up is quashed by his sadness. "Oh, let's just go like this," he says, taking the remote out of his pocket to deactivate her collar without subduing her in any way.

Emma's disappointed. She can tell her master is feeling down, and wants to get his mood back up again. "Oh, Master, you really should do something to me -- I might run away!"

"I trust you. Besides, I can always activate your collar at any time."

Emma doesn't know what to do. She hugs her brother tightly. "Okay, Master, whatever you decide." She holds his hand and they walk towards the kitchen.

"What's this?" Fred asks as the twins enter the kitchen. "That's a really cute pajama, but -- you let her walk around like that, not even on a leash???"

"I'm giving her a little break," Tyler says, not wanting to reveal the real reason. "Tomorrow we have a big day, after all."

"Oh, I don't think that's wise, you're giving her false hopes, bad ideas."

Tyler looks at his cute, sweet sister. "I don't think that's true," he says, rubbing her bare shoulders. "I've trained her well -- she'll obey me even if she's not cuffed."

"Will she? Let's see if she'll suck your dick!"

Tyler sighs. He's not in the mood for dealing with his uncle. "Emma, get us a bowl of ice-cream. We'll take it back to our room and eat it there." Emma's a little surprised he refered to the garage, for the first time, as 'our room'. Surprising her even more, he tells her to take her favorite flavor, instead of his.

"What, let's all eat here together," says Fred.

"We're really tired. Come on, Emma," Tyler says. Emma's finished serving the ice-cream into one bowl, and Tyler puts his arm around her shoulders protectively and guides her back to the garage.

Emma sits on the bed beside Tyler, who takes the bowl in his hand. He gives his sister the first taste. Every once in a while one of the twins leans over and kisses or touches the other. Tyler has the spoon alternating between her mouth and his.

"I love you Tyler, you're so good to me," Emma says with a smile.

He looks over at his sister and smiles. "I feel the same about you, Emma."

Without being asked, Emma takes the empty bowl and sets it down on a side-table. She returns to her brother's side, and the two embrace. Seeing him yawning, she whispers, "You should activate my collar before you fall asleep." Yawning, her brother does so. Emma helps him lie down on the pillow and lies down beside him, covering them both with the light blanket. She rests her head on his chest and hugs him, listening to the sound of him breathing. He quickly drifts off to sleep. Emma kisses him very gently on the cheek, then quietly climbs out of the bed and goes to relieve herself and brush her teeth. Within a couple of minutes she's back in bed, at his side. She hugs him again and eventually falls asleep too.