this work is not intended to be read by anyone under 18.
If you are under 18, please do not read it. This story is a work of fiction. Everything in it is a
product of my own imagination and does not represent the way that anyone of any age should be
treated or to represent a norm of acceptable behavior. In particular, I do not through this story
condone sex among minors or sexual acts between minors and adults. Alice Has An Answer Part 9 It
was Friday afternoon, getting late. mother should be home in an hour and a half. My sister Alice
was tied up deliciously on all fours in front of me. Laying on our beds on either side, within easy
reach, were all the items I had been using to torment her for the last two hours. We would have to
finish soon. Alice had to take her bath and I had to straighten the house before mother came home.
But there was still a little time. A cool breeze was coming through the window, playing across
Alice's sensitive back where I had been whipping her. There was only a rosy color to the backside
and buttocks because the fabrics I had used to beat her with were soft, the force controlled. I
guessed that the cool breeze would feel incredible over her tender flesh. It was almost winter. I
had started tying Alice up in summer. Somehow it seemed longer than that. Everything was better,
now. Alice and I had each other every afternoon. School was better. Mother's job was going well.
She had gotten a raise and a promotion. Money was better. She had let it slip that she might get
another promotion soon. mother never talked about her work at home. Home was her refuge. It was
hardly Alice's refuge at the moment, though she would have rather been here than any other place on
earth. Her shoulders must be aching right now. There were two large throw pillows underneath her
that she could lie down against when her arms got tired. I had tied the insides of her wrists
tightly together so that she had to lean forward on her little fists. All the weight of her upper
body was leaned on them and after a while her shoulders and her fists ached. It also made her
balance a little precarious if she leaned from side to side. Or if I nudged her. Sometimes, if I
nudged her just enough, she would fall against the pillows, forcing her to strain her shoulders
even more as she tried to raise back up in her awkward position. But Alice had strong shoulders for
a girl her size. At least she did by now. So I took the harder belt and stung her just a little on
her back, just in between her shoulder blades where the muscles would be aching most. But it wasn't
Alice's shoulders I was concentrating on today. Nor was it her bottom. I had spanked it good and
whipped it. Even now my thumb would nuzzle her tender anus occasionally. I had concentrated on
Alice's ass yesterday, scoring the exterior and stretching the hole. Alice's asshole was pliable
and relaxed now, but I didn't want it large and gaping. I was just preparing it slowly for the day
that she would take my penis there. We had talked about it thoroughly. She was eager for it. But
that wouldn't be today, or even next week. Nor was I concentrating on Alice's nipples. But I did
check the rope and make sure that it was still rubbing them, keeping both the rope and her nipples
taut. Alice's breast had only just begun to develop, but her nipples were much bigger already and
more sensitive: perhaps as a result of my constant pinching and pulling. Or maybe it was the
clothespins she loved to hate. I was concentrating on Alice's clitoris today. It was one of Alice's
favorite games because it was so difficult for her to keep from cuming. I had allowed her to have a
gentle, tender little orgasm when we first began. If I hadn't, Alice would have never had enough
control. After I had tied her up and spanked her bottom just a bit, I had held the broad head of my
cock against her responsive bud and affectionately rubbed it until she had a small little shiver of
a cum. But the rest of the afternoon I had not allowed her to repeat it. Or rather her own trained
mind, a very beautiful mind that I had come to adore, had not allowed her to cum. I had not yet
given her the code phrase that would allow her to send herself over the edge. That's why Alice kept
rising up on her arms even though her shoulders ached. By concentrating on the discomfort of her
shoulders, it helped her to deal with the pleasure I was causing on her lovely clit. If she allowed
herself to cum before I was ready, she knew the game would end. And she also knew that tomorrow's
game would be much worse if she displeased me. But Alice almost never displeased me. She had a
wonderful capacity to absorb whatever devious ideas I could think of. Alice always wanted more:
more pleasure, more pain, and more intensity. There were two bowls of water on her bed, the
remnants of our first experiment. One had contained warm water, so warm she could barely stand it.
The other had contained ice water. I had sponged her cunt and clit with the warm, then bathed it
with the cold repeatedly until she howled. Or would have howled if not for Mother's panties in her
mouth to gag her. They were cotton panties today that mother had worn all day yesterday. Alice
loved the cotton best because they absorbed more and their odor the next day was more intense.
Still, she couldn't have everything. Stuffed in Alice's mouth, they made it drier than the
synthetic fabrics did. I had removed them once already and gave her some ice to suck. Of course,
then I had stuffed her throat with my dick and her cold lips and tongue was indescribable. Alice
had become a remarkable cocksucker. Her mouth was the only orifice I had violated completely, but
that was not for lack of desire on either of our parts. Alice wanted me to fuck her in the worst
way. I had almost lost control several times myself. But her virginity was Alice's most special
torment, the scab I picked at every afternoon. If I relieved her of it, I would have to change half
of my repertoire. Even now I was rubbing my cock between her spread legs. I tilted my hips so the
head would drag against her clit. When the friction made the spot too dry, I had to drag it back
and coat it with Alice's plenteous drippings. It was a dangerous game, getting the head of my cock
so close to the mouth of Alice's eager cunt. It was the danger that made it so much fun. But the
constant stimulation was building even higher than Alice could stand. I palmed her pussy,
slathering my fingers in her accumulated wetness and smeared it all over my sore cock. I had been
hard for far too long. I had to get release, even if Alice couldn't. Alice's juices did feel
wonderful on me as I coated my prick with them. At first Alice had not produced this much moisture.
She was, after all, only thirteen and only just now entering puberty. But over time with our little
games she had been generating more.

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 After I was done coating it, I licked my hands because I loved
the taste of her. I walked to her front and pulled the gag from her mouth. Alice's continuous
moaning was delightful, sending a delicious thrill down my spine when I heard it clearly without
the gag. It was almost a shame to run my penis down her throat, but I wanted her to get a good
taste of her flavor on my dick. Alice could easily accommodate my whole length by now, though
keeping myself buried fully within her mouth blocked her airway, so I didn't do that long. Besides,
she loved my full cock in her mouth so much I couldn't very well allow her to enjoy it. After she
had cleaned it off well, I withdrew it until just the head was in her lips. "You've done very good
today, Alice. I'm going to reward you now. I'm going to shoot my load right on the tip of your
tongue like you love so much. You'll be able to taste it fully that way. I love you, Sis." With
just a few strokes, I ejaculated into Alice's willing mouth. She only allowed a little of it to
dribble down my shaft. She knew I liked to see that, so she made the sacrifice. I felt her love,
looking at my sperm sliding down my shaft before her talented tongue scooped it up. "God that
tasted good, Johnny! Please Johnny, I need to cum so bad! Please let me cum!" Alice mumbled
hoarsely. No doubt she really did, but Alice would beg to cum all afternoon if I left her ungagged.
I was inured to her pleadings by now. But, it was getting late. I needed to finish her. I left the
panties underneath her and walked around to her backside, kneeling down to prepare her final
touches. Just then, my eyes recognized the shadow of a familiar silhouette. My God, mother was
standing on the other side of the doorway! How long had she been there? I looked at Alice. I tried
to see us as mother would see us. We were both naked and Alice was tied down, obscenely presenting
her pussy toward the door where Mother watched. I had just cum in her mouth, had just forced myself
down Alice's throat for all mother knew. She must have thought I was raping Alice, damn near
killing her for all that her moaning must sound like. Thankfully, I don't think mother had seen me
pull her own panties out of Alice's mouth. There must be something I could do while mother waited
and watched. Why was she waiting? The only thing I could think to do was to convince her that Alice
wasn't an unwilling victim. A victim perhaps, but not unwilling. I could convince mother that Alice
wasn't being raped. Or rather, Alice could convince her. "Alice dear, what do you want more than
anything in the world?" I asked, knowing her answer. My voice surprised me with its steadiness. But
why should it? Wasn't this all theatre, wasn't this game with Alice all about drama and suspense?
And great sex, of course! "Oh God, Johnny! I want you to fuck me sooo bad!" Uh oh, maybe Alice was
being a little too dramatic. "You know I can't do that, Sis. You're still a virgin after all!"
Well, at least I got that in before the ax fell. But then, this might be the last chance I would
ever get. Here was Alice, spread before me, quivering with the need to fuck me. God knows I wanted
to fuck her, even knowing mom might stop us at any moment. I might never get the chance again. It
was very tempting to take her, but I loved Alice with all my heart. She wanted me, but she wasn't
prepared for it just now. As wet as she was, as much as she said she wanted it, if I were to
penetrate her right now, it would be painful for her. I couldn't cause her pain like that. I loved
her. I couldn't cause her pain. Somehow the situation made the irony of that thought even more
perverse. Something in my sadness for that irony made me lose my mind just a little, made my
control slip and let my wicked side come through even more than I intended. If you dig yourself
into a hole and can't get out, what do you do? "If I'm not going to fuck you, Sis, what do you want
me to do more than anything else in the world?" "I want you to fuck Momma, Johnny! I'd like to
watch you fuck her." You dig a little deeper, I suppose. "Why would you want to do that Alice? What
makes you think mother wants to be fucked?" "She needs a good fucking, Johnny. She's so lonely. I
know you could fuck her good and make her happy." That's about as deep as it could get I guess. It
was what Alice and I had both always wanted. Besides each other. I'm sure I was in as much trouble
as I could be in. But, there was one last thing I had to do, even if it caused me more trouble.
Alice had been such a good girl all day. She had withstood my torments. She was still primed and
ready. Her body and her mind needed release. I bend down alongside Alice and ran my hands
underneath her between her tender thighs. I brought my lips right up to her ear; the words I had to
whisper were for her alone. This would be our secret. As I began to tease her clit with my
fingertips I whispered, "Mother's watching you from the door right now, Alice." How perverse could
I be? Alice would think this was all a part of our game. Only I knew it was reality. "She's come
home early and she wants to see her little girl cum real hard. Give Momma a show, Alice. Let her
see you cum real hard." There was only one thing left to say now. Alice was a gun, cocked and ready
for firing. All I had to do was give her the phrase that would pull her trigger. "I think your
cherry's ripe now, Alice!" The accumulated torment and teasing of hours swelled up in Alice. I was
not worried about her restraints. If anything the ropes helped to hold her down, helped to control
the force of the orgasm that ripped through her. She grunted with a long, guttural sound that came
up from her bowels. Her vulva fluttered and undulated, her creamy spending sputtered out with the
strength of her contractions. The force that rippled through my sister surprised even me, made a
mockery of all my torments. The violence that her own orgasm did to her body was greater than all
my petty tortures. It ended with a scream I had to stifle with my hand or half the city would have
been at our door. I was stunned that such intensity could come out of her little body. From the
look of Mother's face in the doorway, so was she. It took her a moment to realize that I was
looking at her, to realize that I knew she had watched and did nothing. I saw a wave of
embarrassment wash over her. Then, a wave of anger. Mother turned around and fled the room. I
untied Alice's limp body, checking first to even make sure that she was alive. She had a charming
smile when I released her. Her face looked so innocent and sweet as I embraced her -- the face of
an angel, or a cherub. "I know you're tired, Alice, but don't fall asleep on me just yet, dear.
mother really was at the door. Now she knows." 

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