Sister’s Toilet Slave Femdom Story

“So, you’re inviting me to a bar crawl? You won’t have any hidden intentions behind this now, would you”?, she teased him. “Of course not! I am just worried about you studying too much for your exams and wanted you to have some fun”. “Hmmm, very well then. Lead the way Mr Wells”, she smiled. They went outside and got in the taxi that was waiting for them.

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Hours passed. Despite the myriad of questions that were on Daniel’s mind he fell asleep in the small hours of the night. He slept relatively well. The negative thoughts when he was awake were gone and his mind was finally at rest.

In early sunrise about 5:30 am, a taxi parked outside the Anderson’s house. A couple of birds were chirping in a nearby tree, lured out of their nest, in the chilly morning, by the early rays of sunlight. Lisa and Jamie stepped out of the car and walked towards the house, holding hands together. His thin cotton jacket was placed over her shoulders to keep her warm.

“Steady. One step at a time”. Jamie was guiding her up the stairs. She was visibly drunk and was holding him tightly by his hand to keep her balance.

When they got outside Lisa’s room, she pushed the door open, causing it to bump in the wall with an audible knock. “Careful, Lisa. We might wake someone up”. -“Nah, it’s fine. In this part of the house there are only Amy and I, and she tends to sleep like a log”, she giggled. She walked towards her bed and plopped on her back, in the middle, stretching her hands on the bed cover.

“Best night ever”! She spoke excited while staring at the ceiling. “Thanks for inviting me, Jamie. I really needed something like this”. “Come and lay down with me”, she patted one hand on the bed, invitingly. -“You are drunk Lisa. It won’t be wise. I shouldn’t have let you drink so much”. He helped her take off her sandals and put them down by her bed. “No, it’s OK. I really like you and I want to…”, a nauseating feeling in her tummy interrupted her mid-sentence and she put a hand on her mouth. She paused for a second and continued. “I think I might throw up. Could you help me go to the bathroom?”

Lisa and Jamie stormed in the bathroom. She quickly opened the toilet seat and knelt down in front of the bowl, resting her hands on the seat.

Daniel was in complete shock. Moment ago he was sleeping and now in split seconds his mouth was painfully stretched wide open. His heart was beating fast. He opened his eyes, still not well adjusted to the light and barely saw Lisa’s face centimeters above him. Unable to think anything of it at that moment, he saw a stream of liquid coming out of her mouth. It landed mostly in his throat, but some of it splashed on his face, chin and even in his eyes. It burned him. He squirmed as strongly as he could. The smelly acid burned his tongue and throat on its way down to his stomach. She kept throwing up at intervals, partly digested food soaked in her putrid stomach acids.

His face reddened from his attempts to wiggle his body free of the straps. He even tried to force the braces to close, despite the amount of pain it was causing him. He wanted all of this to end.

Lisa looked at him from above. Long and sticky saliva drooled off the side of her mouth. “I am sorry buddy. I don’t like this either”. She took a pause and then spat another portion of vomit in his throat. When she was done, she stood up and took a towel which Jamie handed her to wipe her mouth with.

“I feel better now, thank you”, she told Jamie. “Is that the guy who tried to rape your sister?”, he asked her. She paused for a second and then answered with a smile. “Yeah, that’s him”. “Wow, how pathetic. To be reduced to a mere toilet. Serves him right though…” “Yeah it really does”.

Lisa walked to the sink and filled a glass of water from the tap. Then she brought it to the toilet, pressed on the seat to open his mouth again and emptied some of it on his face and the rest in his throat.

Jamie hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. “You are mean”. – “You don’t know how much you are right about that”, she smirked. -“I hope you won’t give me any reason to show you personally”, she patted him on his head. She closed the lid and they headed back to her room.

“I’ll be going now. Have some sleep and I’ll call you later in the day”. They kissed one last time before he called a taxi to pick him up and left the house.

Lisa yawned, put her soft pajamas on and tucked herself comfortably under the bed covers, ready to sleep.

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At 9:00 am in the morning, Amy was woken up by her full bladder. She sat on the edge of her bed and put her bare feet in her cushioned slippers. She stood up and went to open the curtains, which she normally kept closed when she went to bed. As she did so, the room filled with sunlight. She opened the window to let some fresh air in and headed to the bathroom.

On her way there, she saw a high heel sandal tossed outside her sister’s room. “Now, what she’s been up to”, she thought. She slowly opened the door and peeked inside. There, Lisa was lying on her abdomen in the middle of her bed. Her cover had partially slipped on the floor and her left leg was sticking out of bed while the other one was flexed in her knee. She seemed to be sound asleep. Amy put the sandal inside her room and quietly closed the door.

Inside the bathroom she stepped to the toilet bowl and lifted the seat cover. The smell of vomit hit her. In the bowl Daniel’s face was partially covered in vomit. She could distinguish what appeared to be partially chewed up bits of green olives and shrimps. Daniel was looking at her with pleading eyes.

“It looks like my little sister had given you a hard time last night. Let’s clean up this mess”. She went to the sink cabinet and took a fresh towel, a pair of cleaning gloves and a sponge. She put on the gloves and damped the sponge in the sink. Then knelt down at the bowl and started to wipe the vomit off of his face. When she was done she squirted some scented disinfectant on the towel and wiped his face with it one last time. “That’s better”, she remarked. Now if you excuse me, I need to pee.

She sat comfortably on the seat and started emptying her bladder in his mouth. The familiar warm and salty taste of urine washed his taste buds on its way to his stomach. When she was done she wiped her vagina and tossed the paper in the bin. She washed her hands with scented soap and left.

Lisa woke up with dryness in her mouth. She rolled on her back and looked at the clock mounted on the wall. It was 11:20. She wasn’t well rested and felt she could sleep for another hour or so, but it was getting too late. Skipping breakfast was somewhat fine on a weekend, but skipping lunch too was not going to be taken well by her parents. Living with her family had its perks, but also its restrictions.

She put her slippers on and poured herself a glass of water from a jug, which she normally kept on her nightstand. She drank the water eagerly, replaced the empty glass and headed for the bathroom to freshen up.

Passing by the dresser’s mirror she took a glance of herself and stopped. Her hair was a mess. She had a tired look in her eyes and on her chin there was a small patch of dried out white crust, of what she presumed was a trace of vomit.

She lifted her left arm slightly and tilted her head to sniff her armpit through her pajamas. An unpleasant smell of sweat filed her nostrils, forcing her to back her head away. “God…”. She decided it was best to take a quick shower first, before joining her family for lunch. She grabbed a towel and left the room.

Inside the bathroom, she locked the door and stripped down her pajamas and underwear, putting them in the laundry bin by the door. She turned around, all naked, and looked at the toilet with somewhat displeased expression on her face.