Bro shakes his head at you. "I didn't want to have to do this," he says, "but you left me no choice. If you get up from the bed, you won't be able to sit down for weeks."
You whimper, not sure what he means. He could either mean he'll make you sore, or spank you. Either one doesn't sound too pleasant. You watch as he walks away from you into his room. You hear him rummage around his messy room, opening drawers and finding things. You don't dare move. You barely even breathe.
He comes back with a few things, but before you can get a good look, he takes a blindfold to your eyes. You squeal, but a gag is put into your mouth. A ball gag. Damn, you had no idea Bro was this kinky or into this kind of stuff. You had no idea that he even had this stuff lying around the apartment.
Suddenly, your hands are jerked upwards and tied together, then to the bedpost. The whole time, you're whimpering and squeaking; you feel pathetic, but it turns you on nonetheless. He slides his hands down your arms gently, but as he gets to your torso, his fingernails come out and make red lines on your body. Your back arches and you moan. You had no idea that you loved pain this much. It might just be the fact that your brother is the one inflicting it.
He leans down close to your ear. You can feel his hot breath on your skin, panting hard. "My, you seem to be enjoying this." You can hear the smirk on his lips.
You whimper in response.
"We can't have that, now can we? This is punishment, remember."
You whimper again, your breath staggered. He pulls away from your ear and grabs something.
All of a sudden, there is a tightness around your throbbing cock. No. Not that. Anything but that. You shriek behind the ball gag and writhe your body, shying away from Bro's hand. But he holds down your hips and applies the cock ring anyway.
"Stop, please!" you try to scream, but he ignores you. He probably can't understand you behind the ball anyway.
You've never used a cock ring, but you've seen enough pornos to know what it does. And boy, have you gotten off on other men's inability to come. But now Bro would be getting off on yours, and you wanted to cry.
Soon, you felt something else slide onto your dick. You had no idea what it was, but damn, did it have texture. Soon, you hear Bro flick on a switch, and the toy vibrates to life. You scream behind the gag, your hips bucking. You were twitching and writhing and moaning and crying all at once.
He laughs almost sadistically and turns you over so the toy is pressed against the bed and your stomach. You clench yourself; Jesus Christ this was awful. You hear something that sounds like liquid or lotion being squirted out and in about five seconds you feel two fingers prodding your entrance. You cry out louder, if possible. His two fingers are inside you now, brushing against your prostate. Your body contorts and you scream.
Bro scissors your hole and then lathers himself up, preparing to enter you. His cock is at your entrance, and you can feel that it's huge. You feel tears wetting the blindfold, and you scream hoarsely as you come dryly from the toy. You're sobbing now. You're disgusting. You're a muddy puddle of tears and cum and patheticness.
Bro suddenly slams into you, causing you to contort your body again. You whimper and writhe, unable to make loud noises anymore. You come for a second time as he slams, then he pulls all the way out and repeats his actions again. Soon you have come dryly three more times and he's steadily fucking you from behind. You're sobbing and gasping for air, your throat getting hoarser and hoarser.
Once he comes in your ass, he pulls out and leans down to your ear, licking the outside of it. "Do you promise you're going to be a good boy from now on?"
You nod desperately, your cock hurting from holding in all the cum. You need to come. You need to.
He sighs and takes his grand old time untying you. First he takes off the toy, then unties your arms, then your mouth, then eyes, leaving the cock ring for last. As he finally takes it off, you explode all over the place with a shriek. You are exhausted, lying in a pool of sweat, cum, lube, and saliva.
"Don't piss me off again." And he walks out.