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Your big sister loves to torture you with her feet, let us count the ways!

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Chapter #14

Big Sister's Jewelry

    by: Daedric Author IconMail Icon
As Stan woke up and wiped his tired eyes, he scanned the room around him in confusion. He could have swore he remembered that Amy and one of her friends had been torturing him in her room last night, but as he looked around he realized he was in his own room and sleeping on his own bed.

"Was it all just a nightmare?" he thought to himself and started pinching himself to see if he was still dreaming, and once he realized he was not he immediately threw off his covers and got out of the bed to start celebrating when suddenly he felt a sharp shooting pain in his crotch and fell to his knees grasping it in agony.

As he went to comfort his aching member he found it encased in something hard and metal and as he looked down he suddenly realized to his horror that everything that had happened last night was indeed very real.

Just then he heard the familiar mocking laugh of his sister, Amy, and turned to see her standing in the doorway, smirking at him. "Rought night bro?~" she teased. She looked like she had just gotten up out of bed herself, as her hair was a complete mess and she was only dressed in a t-shirt and some leggings.

Instinctively Stans eyes were drawn to her bare feet and he felt a familiar pulse in his crotch, followed by a flash of pain as the spikes of the chastity cage dug into his manhood once again.

"Ahhhh fuck..." he shrieked in pain, causing Amy to burst out laughing. "Aw, what's wrong little bro, don't you like your new accessory?~" she snickered, stepping away from the doorway and walking towards him.

He was still grasping his crotch in pain when he looked up to see his sister standing above him with her hands on her hips. She seemed to be pretty amused about the whole thing and leaned in for a closer look. "Move your hands, I wanna see it." She commanded.

Fearing she would only make the pain worse if he refused, Stan reluctantly released his hands from his crotch and allowed his sister a better look.

"Wow, I can't believe how small it is..." Amy teased, wounding Stan's pride as a man. "Relax, I'm just kidding~" she snickered. Humiliating her brother seemed to amuse her to no end.

"So, how's it feel?" She said, as if she even needed to ask. "It hurts sis... it hurts alot..." he blurted out. Although the spikes were no longer poking him, he still felt the stinging pain of their touch and his penis was clearly in alot of pain.

Amy smiled approvingly at this. "Good, hopefully that cage will teach you a little discipline, so whenever I give you a fucking order you better fucking do it." She said, prodding his cage between her toes, although not forcefully enough to trigger the spikes but merely humiliate him.

"How does it feel to know my feet own your cock now, huh bro?" She said, pulling her foot back so he could answer without being distracted.

He struggled with how to respond to that question as up until now he had actually quite enjoyed worshipping Amy's feet, but now he wasn't so sure... still he couldn't just simply tell her that, so he lied.

"It feels good..." he muttered under his breath, his voice all but a whisper.

"Speak up you little worm, I can't hear you!" Amy shouted and started hovering her foot around Stan's chastity cage so he knew she was serious.

"I said it feels good!" he blurted out, loudly and audibly so his sister could hear him. "Good," she said, withdrawing her foot. "Now follow me into the living room, you're gonna be my footstool for the rest of the day until Mom gets home from work, understand?" she commanded and Stan nodded his head complacently.

"Good, you're learning your place. Keep being a good little foot bitch and maybe I won't use your dick as my footstool -- I'm sure you would just hate. that.~" she teased as she suddenly brought her foot back up to your chastity cage and started rubbing it.

"No please..." he begged but it was too late and immediately he felt the cold metal spikes of the chastity cage dig into his flesh once again while his sister simply laughed at his pain.
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