This choice: Isabel asks Linda to share and she finally agrees • Go Back...Chapter #5Isabel asks Linda to share and she finally agrees by: Scampere   David heard a knock on his door and paused his video, and groaned when he heard his little sister saying “Oh Daaaaaaaavieeeeee” from the other side. David rolled his eyes, wondering what her next brilliant plan was to try and get him to pamper her feet. David grabbed the handle and opened the door. “What do you want you little braaaaa-“ David cut himself off when he saw his Mommy standing behind Isobel, making the 15 year old stumble back “M-mommy! D-do you need something Mommy?” He asked falling to his knees. Isobel giggled seeing her big brother so submissive, and Linda smirked at your immediate obedience to her presence.
“Why yes,” Linda said as she and Isobel made their way into David’s room. She sat herself and Isobel down on his bed and pointed at the floor for him. He crawled over and sat on the floor at the women’s feet and looked up at them. “I think it’s time we have a family meeting. You see son, in my family, males are ALWAYS submissive to us women. It’s a tradition that has followed our family name for centuries! Now normally my husband would be the one pampering me, but because that little coward left,” Linda scowled at the thought of David and Isobel’s dad running off in the middle of the night and quickly regained her composure, leaning down towards her son. “That roll had to quickly fall to you!” She smiled and poked his nose with her finger.
“Woah REALLY?!” Isobel yelled out happily, looking up at her Mom in awe. Linda turned to her daughter and smiled.
“Oh yes, really! Which brings me to my-“ Linda was interrupted when David tried to speak, and quickly silenced him by placing her foot in his open mouth. David moaned and shook, happy that he had already cleaned them earlier at least. “As I was saying. I started out with just my feet as a training tool! And you did so well today that I wanted to let you both know! First off David, you will be pampering more than just my feet from now on.” David’s eyes went wide with fear hearing this, making Linda and Isobel giggle. “Second. Isobel. David has gotten good enough that it’s time you start getting the same treatment!” Isobel lit up and hugged her mommy so tightly that the middle aged woman grunted
“REALLY MOMMY?? Oh thank you thank you!!” She squealed happily!
David was about to protest, but Linda shot him a look that dared him to stop sucking on her foot. He got the message and sat there, obediently. “Of course baby! It’s not that I was selfish! I just had to make sure that my beautiful baby girl would only get the BEST treatment from her brother!”
“Thank you Mommy!” Isobel said again, giving her mom one last squeeze before letting go and turning her eager attention towards David.
“Now son, will you behave if I take my foot out?” David nodded, looking up at the two ladies sitting above him. His heart racing. Not only would he be even more subserviant to his Mommy, but now his little sister?? Linda popped her foot out and wiped the saliva off on the carpet. David gasped and shuddered, but stayed put. There was no way he could treat Isobel the same now that their mom was not only right there, but had just actively demoted him to being their slave.
“Okay so,” Isobel asked “What do I do?”
“Whatever you want him to do sweetie! You can make him kiss, lick, sniff, rub, or dry off your feet. Or even all of the above!” Linda said, rubbing Isobel’s head. David’s heart raced, his face red with flush. Years of being pestered by his little sister and him telling her off was erased by his mom. There was no getting out of this. He wanted to make his Mommy happy. Even if was giving up his dignity for the sake of his bratty little sister.
Isobel didn’t hesitate and snapped her fingers, pointing them at her dirty pink sneakers. “David, take off my shoes!” David gulped and sighed, and got a smack on his head from his Mom
“Bad boy! You will respect and eagerly obey Isobel just like you obey Mommy!”
“Y-yes Mommy, s-sorry Isobel.” David said and crawled over, kneeling before the 8 year old and slipping her shoes off.
“Good boy!” Isobel said happily. “Hmmm, also, call me ‘Baby Sissy’ from now on! Remember who you serve boy!”
David looked up, her shoe was half way off, “Yes Baby Sissy. I-I serve you Baby Sissy.” Linda was so proud of her daughter, and Isobel beamed at her brother’s obedience.
David slipped Isobel’s shoe off and reached for the other. However, as he did, the flood of his sister’s sweaty, smelly socked feet hit him like a train! The 15 year old got dizzy, watching the room spin faster and faster! How smelly could feet be? He didn’t have time to answer before he blacked out
When David came to, he blinked a few times to correct his vision. He saw the face of Mommy and Baby Sissy looking down at him. Both of them shocked, concered. “What happened?” David asked as he stood up. The standing up answered his question, as he realized he was now   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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