You get ready to wrestle.. Well.. As read as you could be. Your brother quickly grabbed you and started throwing you around with a variety of holds, tosses and takedowns. You already knew you were gonna lose at this point.. You couldent stand the thought of being his fart slave while your parents were away, but at this rate, it looked inevitable! Finally, when you were too dizzy and beat up to get up, he stood over you and smirked, sitting on your face and grabbing your legs. He rubbed his butt into your face as he counted to 10.. And when he did, he got up and braught you onto your knees.
"Now that you are my fart slave little sis... I want you to...."
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