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{ASSM} Little Brother's Vengnece 01 (b/f inc nc oral humil blackmail ds)

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This original work of fiction portrays non consensual sex between
closely related children.  If that offends you stop reading now.

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A Little Brother's Vengeance 01 {b/f inc, oral, nc, blackmail,
ds, humil}
By Stagshrine

Jenny was a beautiful child from the day she was born and her
parents doted on her.  Her mother, Jan, had intended to return to
work as a successful escrow manager after Jenny was six months
old.  But Jan was so in love with her new daughter that she could
not bare to leave her all day.  Her father, Jack, was equally
smitten with Jenny, so when Jan came home in tears after her
third day back at work he encouraged her to quit her career and
stay home with Jenny.  Jack's career was really taking off. 
Before Jenny was born their combined income was only half of what
Jack was making now, and the future looked even brighter.  They
soon decided that the city they lived in was no place to raise a
child and they bought a beautiful home in a semi-rural area of
New Hampshire.  They bought a beautiful German Sheppard, their
first pet together and for the rest of their marriage the always
had a German Sheppard for the kids to play with.

Bit by bit they lost touch with their old friends in the city who
were still single and childless.  In their new home, the children
Jenny's age were a bit too far away for Jenny to meet.  Jan
didn't worry about it, Jenny would start Pre School in a couple
of years and she would have friends there.

So Jenny's child hood was nearly ideal.  Her parents spent every
free moment with her and no recreational or social activity
appealed to them unless jenny was involved.

That was the state of affairs when Jenny's younger brother Carl
was born 8 weeks premature with serious complications for Jan. 
Suddenly Jenny was left at a neighbor's during the day.  Mrs.
Appleton was a widow, well intentioned, careful in her
supervision of Jenny, but she had that flinty self reliant New
England character and she considered Jenny to be terribly
spoiled.  She felt sorry for the girl, but she wasn't going to
contribute to any of that nonsense.

Jack had all he could handle working all day and staying late in
the Hospital with his wife and son fearing that he might lose
either of them at any moment.  Often he was too exhausted when he
did make it home and Mrs. Appleton was glad to keep Jenny for the
night.  She was convinced that keeping Jenny there deprived of
her indulgent parents would help to over come the girls spoiled
start. 

Of course, Jenny couldn't understand any of this.  Like all three
year olds she was self centered, in fact more self centered than
most.  All she knew was a brother had been born and her heaven
had turned into hell.

When Jan and Carl did come home from the hospital things were no
better.  Jan was exhausted and it took most of her energy to take
care of the new baby who had a series of infections and required
a great deal more care than a normal baby.  The unexpected
hospital bills had seriously depleted their finances and Jack was
working extra hours to try and catch up.  Jan who had always been
good natured and self assured had become emotional and insecure.
Having Jan at home and inattentive, or worse, snappish and
temperamental was even worse for Jennifer than the deprivations
of Mrs. Appleton's care.  Jenny new there was only one person to
blame, Carl.

Jenny hated Carl with a passion that would be difficult for any
adult to imagine.  Of course as she acted out her hatred her
parents response was frightening.  Never before had they ever
expressed condemnation, anger or disappointment in her.  She
learned to dissemble and to be clever.

One day, when Carl was 13 months old Jan was ironing clothes next
to Carl's crib.  Looking down over the ironing board at her
rapidly improving son she felt the first glimmers of happiness
returning to her life.  When the phone rang, she set the iron
down in its caddy and ran to answer it.  Jenny, unnoticed had
been watching her mother from the doorway.  The smile her mother
had bestowed on her brother filled the four year old with a flash
of jealous hatred.  When she saw her chance she slipped in and
started pulling on the cord of the iron.  In the way of children,
she wished something bad to happen but didn't really believe that
it really would.  But her wishes were granted.  The iron should
have fallen harmlessly through the 10" gap between the ironing
board and the cradle.  But the tension created in the caddy by
the pull on the cord catapulted the iron onto the frame of the
cradle.  Still the odds were five to one that it would bounce
onto the floor, but the odds fell Jenny's way.  By the time Carl
started screaming Jenny was safely in the back yard swinging on
the old tire her father hung in the walnut tree.  Carl's face was
hideously scarred.  The doctors said they could do nothing
cosmetically until he was a teenager.  

Of course Jan blamed herself.  She said a thousand times, "I
thought I put it in the caddy."  But she was convinced that in
her haste she had left it insecure on the caddy or on the board.
Jack too blamed Jan.  Only Jenny knew the truth and the only
remorse she felt was for the emotional damage it did to her
parents.

So that's how the years past.  Jenny's hatred continued unabated.
 Jenny's ceaseless teasing and dirty tricks had its inevitable
effect on Carl who's spite for his sister was strong if not as
passionate as his sisters feeling for him.  A greater influence
may have been the scars that made him the object of cruel
derision from other children.  When puberty set in at the age of
ten Carl was tormented by the fear that no girl would love him. 
No girl could even look him in the eye.  As his sexual desire
increased so did his despair.  His sister now thirteen was the
most beautiful girl in the school.  Her beauty together with ever
present and sexy girlfriends were a constant source of
stimulation and frustration for Jack

Jack and Jan started seeing a counselor in a last ditch effort to
safe their marriage.  Jack had turned to drinking to find some
consolation and Jan to affairs for the same reason.

One day when Jack and Jan were at the counselor's, Jenny, two of
her girl friends and two boys were smoking dope in the garage,
giggling and laughing they started necking and petting in Jack's
new Mercedes SL.  Carl, equally obsessed and despondent about sex
spied through the garage window.  The kids climbed out of the
car, Jenny rearranged her peasant blouse tucking her breasts back
inside it.  The other girls pulled up their shorts and the boy
sighed and tried to find some way to get the girls to finish the
job.  The girls thrilled with their new found power and
attractiveness, the boys in their desperation never noticed that
some one had knocked the gear shift out of gear.  By the time
they saw the car rolling it was too late.  The car plunged down
the hill, smashed into a shed knocking it off it's foundations
and  ran on into the road where it smashed into the car of a
family out for a summer drive in the New Hampshire country side.
The father was paralyzed from the neck down. The mother was
killed and the three children suffered serious injuries.  

Jack's drinking was blamed.  By the times the settlements were
finished Jack and Jan were separated they were impoverished and
Carl had the ammunition he needed to finally get even with his
sister.  He carefully nursed it for the right moment.

The tension in the household grew to the boiling point.  One day
in the midst of horrible argument Jenny spitefully snapped out to
Carl, "I'm glad I burned you.  You can't imagine how happy I was
when I pulled that cord and the iron fell on your face, and I
would do it again if I could."  

The eleven year old and the fourteen year old stood staring at
each other in shocked silence.  Jenny could not believe she had
been so stupid.  Carl could not believe that all his suffering,
humiliation and despair were the result of a deliberate act of
his sister.  He sat down right there in the middle of the hallway
crying.  Jenny quickly retreated to her bedroom and locked the
door.

Carl eventually got up and went to his own room.  In his normal
plodding and precise way he plotted his revenge.  

That night Jan, who had had to start working again, was late
getting home.  Carl sat in the living room waiting to ambush his
sister.  His mom would probably believe him but he had to nail
this down solid.  His digital camera, with fresh batteries and a
5 gigabit memory card sat near by on the hall way shelf.

Jenny came in to the room on her way out to meet friends.

"I'm going to tell mom." Carl fired the opening salvo.

"She won't believe you." snapped Jenny.

"She will to.  She always claimed she put that iron in the
caddie."Carl retorted.  "I'll tell her exactly what you said, You
pulled the cord and you are glad you burned me and you'd do it
again."

"You better believe I'd do it again, but she won't ever believe I
could do that."  Carl had point one nailed, now for the coup de
grace.

"She will believe that you made dad's car roll down the drive."

Jenny stood stock still.  "She won't", but Jenny's voice trembled
and her normal self confidence evaporated.

Carl looked at her coolly, "Of course she will, Carla, Debbie,
Dean and Everett are all witnesses"

"They'll never talk"  Jenny was pale and sweating,  "They would
get in as much trouble as me."

"Are you kidding." Carl grinned.  "When the police get you all in
separate rooms there will be so many contradictions and
inconsistencies."

Jenny speechless stamped out of the room truly scared.

Carl sat there calmly convinced that he had every thing he
needed.

The next morning Jan left for work at 7:00.  At 7:10 Jenny was
woken by the sound of Carl's Amplified voice blasting through the
house. "She will to.  She always claimed she put that iron in the
caddie.  I'll tell her exactly what you said, You pulled the cord
and you are glad you burned me and you'd do it again."  
She was in his room before her own voice blared out through
Carl's computer's speakers, "You better believe I'd do it again,
but she won't ever believe I could do that."  

"Stop it! stop it!" She screamed over her own recorded voice. 
She started to charge towards the computer.  She grabbed Carl's
hockey stick.

Carl said calmly, "There are copies."

Jenny raised the hockey stick.  Then she collapsed on the floor.
She knew she was defeated.  She sat there cross legged.  Her
"Southpark" tee shirt gathered around her hips.  She didn't even
care that the crotch of her sheer pink panties were fully
exposed. 

"What do you want" she sighed.

Carl turned off the Mpeg file.

"To start with I want a kiss." And he walked over and sat on his
bed.

The beautiful fourteen year old looked at the mutilated face of
her ten year old brother and shuttered.  She got up and walked
over to him and gave him a peck on his good cheek.

Carl laughed, "I don't think that's going to do it."  

Jenny gave him a long kiss on his mouth.

Carl wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down on himself.
She didn't resist.  

She stiffly held her face away form her brother's.

"I hope you can do better than that, or Mom is going to learn
that her precious beautiful daughter played a big part in ruining
her son, her marriage and happiness."

That was it; that was the real threat, the unbearable alienation
of her parent's affection.  She couldn't bear the pain she had
suffered when she was three again.

She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue into her brother's
mouth, without passion without motion. Carl shoved her away and
she fell hard on the floor.

Carl got up and started towards his computer.  

"What are you doing?"  Jenny cried.

"Emailing that file to mom, YouTube, your friend's parents, and
dad."  Carl threatened.

"Wait, wait.  OK I'll do what you want." Jenny cried with tears
of humiliation burning down her cheeks.

Carl triumphant smile was uglier than his scars.  "Yep, now you
understand.  What I WANT.  That's what you have to do.  What I
say, what I tell you, what you think you can get away with.  None
of that is going to cut it.  Unless you do what I WANT, you're
burned."  He laughed bitterly at the irony of his word choice.

He returned to his bed and lay down. His sister lay on top of him
she kissed him with skill if not enthusiasm.  Carl was hard
instantly his cock pressed against his sister's lower abdomen. 
She opened her eyes his scars were only an inch from her eyes and
she gagged.  Carl knew why she gagged and it only enflamed his
lust.  He gripped her ass in his hands and ground his cock up
against her belly.  Jenny felt his cock growing against her.

"I'm your sister, This is sick!" Jenny protested 

"Shirt." Was all he said.

Jenny pealed of the shirt.  Now tears welled up in her eyes.

"Bra" Carl commanded.

Jenny reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.  She held it
against her chest as she started to lie down on his chest.

"Ah ah ahhh" warned Carl.

She sat up and threw the bra aside.  Carl looked at the most
magnificent breasts he had ever seen.  They were the only breasts
he had ever seen in person, but in all his extensive pornographic
experience he had never seen better.  They weren't huge, but they
were good size, and the shape, texture, tone and color exceeded
anything he had dreamed of.  He reached up and spread his hands
over them, then he spread both hands over her right breast.  It
was just a bit too big for his eleven year old hands to cover. 
The nipples were about the size of the last joint of his index
finger.  Despite the warmth, they were stiff.

Jenny closed her eyes fiercely against the humiliation and turned
her face away.  Carl put his hands on both breasts again and
squeezed the nipples, he hadn't really intended to hurt her but
in his inexperience he did.

'Ouch" cried Jenny turning sideways and swinging her breasts away
from him to the side as she covered them with her hands, "That
hurt."

"Tough.  Panties."  Carl responded.

Jenny blushed stood up and said, "No." but she hooked her thumbs
in the waist band of the French cut pink underwear and pushed
them down to her knees and then kicked them off.

Carl whistled softly she clasped her hands together over her
crotch and looked down at Carl for the first time.  The bulge in
his shorts was huge. she couldn't believe her eleven year old
brother could be hung like that.  She herself had only touched a
few, and actually seen fewer.  But this one shocked and scared
her.  For his part Carl was entranced by the fluffy blonde hair
that curled in Jenny's delta.  The pink and tan labia that hung
down out of the hair took his breath away.

"Underpants" was the next command.  Jenny was confused her
underpants were on the floor, then she understood she bent over
and pulled down Carl's.  Carl's cock was bouncing on his tummy,
pre cum leaving a string of fluid stretching and contracting
between his tummy and the tip of his dick.  

Shit, it was huge, maybe 9 inches and thick, very thick.  All of
Jenny's instincts rebelled; no way was she going to let her
brother take her virginity with that, no matter what.  She new
the solution, the same solution girls had used for millennia to
preserve their virginity.  She dropped to her knees she separated
his legs and she licked it.

"Look at me." commanded Carl.  'Keep you eyes on mine."

Jenny did what he demanded, his contempt, his scars, his cruel
smile filled her with humiliation and when he put his hands on
her head, she jerked back her head and pushed his hands away with
hers.

"Oh no" she said.  "I'll do it, but not if you push my head."

Carl's cock bounced up and down.  Oh this was so sweet.  For Carl
the satisfaction of his lust was insignificant compared to the
defeat and humiliation of his sister.  He looked at her coldly,
"You can let me hold and fuck your head, or we can fuck, really
fuck.  There is no way out of this Jenny.  You have to please me.
 You have to really show me a good time or we start sending out
the email."

Jenny submissively lowered her head and stuck his cock in her
mouth.  He grasped her head pulled up his knees and put his heels
on the edge of the bed. He raised his hips.  He didn't thrust too
deep.  He had a plan and he knew that he could totally dominate
his beautiful spiteful sister if he was patient and didn't push
her to fast.  Too much at once and she might rebel no matter what
the consequences.  But he would serve her cold crow in small
portions."

Jenny gagged.  It wasn't so much the cock in her mouth as the
thought that in a moment her first mouth full of cum was going to
come from her hated ugly brother.  At least he wasn't jamming it
in her throat as she had feared.  She was doing the best she
could with no experience.  She really wanted to get it over.

"I want to role play." he told her.  "I want you to make my
fantasies come true."  

"Now what?" asked Jenny impatiently.

Carl laid there panting ignoring her frustration.  "OK This is
the scene: You caught me jacking off.  Now you black mail me into
letting you suck my cock or you threaten to tell mom.  I will
protest its incest we can't do it and you tell me to shut up,
either I let you do it or you tell mom.  Then you swing around
and we sixty-nine.  I will protest and cry.  You tell me to lick
it or else. Then after I come you tell me you'll kill me if I
tell anyone."  If you make it good, really convincing, and you
swallow my cum that's it your done."

"I can't swallow the cum.  I've never done that."

"If you don't we keep going.  Look, you don't have to keep it
down, You have to try hard to swallow it all.  If you do that, I
won't push your head anymore."

Jenny pretended to think it over.  She knew she had to satisfy
him.  But he was negotiating now, instead of commanding.  "That
means he thinks I have a choice." she thought.  Of course she
knew she didn't.  She would have to fuck him if it came to that.
That and anything else his filthy little mind dreamed up.  But he
thought she might not have to.  Well she would act like she had
choices too.  She might be able to bluff him.

She said, "OK, but that's it"

"Good, just make it real." Carl added.  

She would, she was revolted by her brother's sick fantasies.  The
better she played out his dreams the faster it would be finished.
What did they call that, "Woman domination" no "female
domination."  Well, if that was his game she might be able to
turn that too to her advantage.

She played out her part like a Barrymore.  When she lowered her
naked pussy to the boy's mouth he really acted like it would make
him sick, but when he got into it he loved it.  Jenny was shocked
at how much she responded to his licking and sucking.  Of course
she had heard of this, she had never let a boy do more than touch
her pussy.  No one man but her Doctor, not even her father, had
even seen it.  A least no since she was four.  She had nearly
slapped Everett's head off when he tried to get a finger in her.
She had fantasized about this.  But she didn't think any real
boys would do that.  She already recognized she had a bi streak.
She would love to get one of her girl friends to do this.  But
then she would have to reciprocate.  No way was she sticking her
face into that sloppy smelly mess.  If she hadn't made an effort
to prevent it, Carl would have given her an orgasm.  But she
would never let that sick mutilated twerp do that too her.  Carl
was humping like his life would end if he couldn't get it in her
throat.  Thank God she was on top.  Actually It was pretty sexy
if she pretended it was some one else.  Looking down on the
length of his shaft and seeing his balls all bunched up bouncing
in the sack.  Shit, she almost fucked up and came.  She started
thinking about his scar, how he had humiliated her.  She did
everything she could to make him cum.  When he did, it was far
and away different from what she had imagined.  She had seen a
couple of porn films with her girl friends.  The porn stars had
sucked the dicks and handled the cum easily, then spit it up, or
they opened their mouths and it had squirted in for everyone to
see.  The men had given lots of warning with groans and faster
humping, or yelling "I'm cumming."  But Carl gave no indication
at all, In fact the suddenness of his orgasm, surprised him as
much as it did her.  The first blast shot straight into the back
of her throat, she gagged and choked and pulled back the second
shot splashed off her chin.  Suddenly the thought of having to do
this again flooded her mind and she forced herself to suck, She
managed the third squirt like Seka, but before she could swallow
it the fourth squirt came even harder and blew out her nose. 
Again she choked and gasped for air.  She went down on him and
sucked some more.  It was a moment before she was sure she was
done.  

She jumped up and screamed at him, "If you ever say a word about
this to any one I'll kill you.  I mean it" and of course she did.
 She was astonished to see that Carl was crying; really crying
hard.  Then she ran out of Carl's room into the bathroom. He
heard her gagging, but it didn't sound to him like she threw-up.

Carl smiled, got up; he walked over to his computer and turned
off the video recorder program.  He took his computer cam off the
low bookshelf where it had pointed right at his sister's cock
sucking face and put it back on top of the monitor.


(To be continued)



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