Doretta's Mistake Ch. 02

The Sun from the window woke her up the next morning. Doretta opened her eyes and tried to remember where she was. It all came back at once when she rolled onto her back and her ass stung. She recalled the severe beating that her ass took and all that had transpired. She was shocked at the way she felt about it. How could she enjoy it so much? She had never thought of herself as submissive or being anybody's slave. There were so many things and so many questions running through her head. She wasn't ignorant about BDSM and sex. She had read a lot about both. She even knew what fisting was when he asked her. She had just decided to appear unaware of it, because of his attitude toward her shaved pussy.

She glanced over at him and saw that he appeared to be still asleep. He had rolled onto his back and uncovered. She took this time to get a better look at his naked body. He had the same deep brown hair on his privates as everywhere else. His cock in its flaccid state appeared to be about 5 or 6 inches long. The hair on his chest was curly and he had a strip of hair that pointed down to his cock. The hair on his legs was very thin and was a lighter brown. She rolled onto her side and took in the view of his body. She had never seen a naked man before, except in pictures and movies. She wanted to memorize what he looked like. She took her time looking, and then glanced back at his face. She wanted to make sure that he was still asleep.

Anton had been awake for some time and lay there thinking about his little sister. He had known when she awoke. He decided to pretend that he was still asleep, in order to see what she would do. He watched her through the slits in his eyes. It amused him that she was looking at his body. He saw her eyes glance at his manhood. He wondered if she knew that his exact length was 10 inches fully erect. It scared a few girls that he was so huge. The big size ran in his family. His dad had told him that when Anton was a teen and had broached the subject with his dad about his impressive dick size. He opened his eyes when she turned on her side and gazed at his massive package. She wasn't paying attention to whether he was asleep or not. He laughed when she glanced at his face and saw he was awake.

"Did you enjoy the view, dear sister? My size doesn't seem to have scared you," Anton teased her.

"Uh... um... yeah I guess I did. I'm not scared, just a little fascinated. It's not as if I am familiar with a man's average length. Most of the men I've seen in porn have cocks that large," she blushed as she answered him.

"Well, the average dick is around 7 inches long. I am well above average. I want my morning blowjob. Then you will go into my private bath and prepare yourself for me. I'll have Cora prepare a light breakfast of fruit and muffins for us," Anton announced.

"Yes, Sir," she replied, blushing even more. She was shocked at how easily she called him 'Sir'.

Doretta quickly got on her hands and knees and began sucking his cock. He was hard within a few seconds. This did not surprise her. She had grown to enjoy sucking him. She found that she loved the taste and texture of his cock. What amazed her even more was that she liked him being forceful with her. She decided to see if she could get him to be forceful with her right now. She sucked lightly, but did not go down on him, as she knew he wanted. He lifted his hips to indicate that he wanted more. She pretended not to understand.

Anton knew exactly what his sister wanted. He had figured her out last night. She was a pain slut, who liked it when he was forceful with her. She wanted someone to control her. She was exactly like their mom. She had been the same way. He saw the same defiance that he had caught in Mom's eyes when Dad had told her what or what not to do.

He decided to give her what she wanted; after all, he enjoyed it too. He put his hands on the back of her head and forced her head all the way down onto his cock. He kept pushing until he buried her nose in his pubic hair. If she wanted it rough, he would give it to her forcefully.

He gasped as his cock slid into her throat. Damn that felt good, Anton thought. He never tired of it. He pumped his hips up and down in tune with the way he controlled her head. He didn't know how long he would last before he spewed his cum down her throat.

It didn't surprise Doretta to find herself wet when he fucked her face with force. She ached to play with herself and cum, but wisely refrained until he gave her his consent. What did surprise her was how fast she came to terms with her new way of life. Was that why she kept pushing him when she knew what he would do? Was she really a pain slut? She had gotten wet when he whipped her pussy last night. She sucked him in deep and knew he was close to blowing. She quickly grabbed his balls and played with them. She had read that it helped men cum faster and added to their enjoyment.

Anton gasped and groaned as he neared the point of no return. He felt his balls contract and his cum stir in them. His cock twitched and jerked as he emptied his load down her waiting throat. He roared with such force that he was sure that the whole house had heard. He pushed her head down as far as he could get it and held it there. Once he was done, he pulled her off, pulled her up, and kissed her full on the lips.

"Damn, that was good! Now, go prepare that ass. You will find everything you need in the linen closet behind the door," he told her, swatting her ass hard.

Doretta complied, scurrying from the bed and running toward the bathroom. Just as she was about to close the door, he told her that she was not to close the door or to even play with herself. That was off-limits, unless he gave her his permission. He now controlled all her orgasms. Hell, he controlled everything. If he could control her breathing, he would!

Anton lay on the bed and decided that he would make her earn each and every orgasm. That was part of his domineering, traditional Greek view on men and women. He would especially control her sex life. He wouldn't even let her fuck whomever she wanted. He could screw any woman who caught his eye. He knew that he was sadistic, but he had no guilt or shame about that. After all, he could sense that she was a masochist, only in denial about it. He stood up, crossed the room to the intercom on the wall, and buzzed Cora.

"Cora, prepare a breakfast of fruit and muffins for breakfast. Have it done and served in the breakfast room in 45 minutes. I want the curtains wide open and the patio doors open as well. You are to serve us this morning," Anton decided with a devious grin.

"Yes, Sir, I'll have it prepared and served," Cora responded, wondering why he wanted her to open the curtains and to serve him. Usually he served himself. He also liked his privacy in the mornings, knowing that the gardeners would work in the garden this early. It must have something to do with his sister. She stood outside his suite of rooms and listened to them last night. He had really given it to her. Her pussy got wet just thinking about it now.

"Doretta, you have exactly 30 minutes to be cleaned out, showered, and out here," he ordered.

"Yes, Sir I'll be finished by then," she responded.

Anton walked into his "office" and readied it for their next session in there. He felt that it was time to turn part of the basement into another dungeon, with heavier BDSM furniture. The basement provided more room and a better dungeon atmosphere. He then walked back into his room and pulled his robe on. He would not wear anything under it. He had plans for his dear sister at breakfast, before she got to eat. He intended to start right now and show her that he was boss. He would use her holes anywhere he wanted. He didn't care who watched or saw. Besides, he promised her that before breakfast he would use her ass.

Doretta was finished and cleaned within 30 minutes. She had made sure that she cleaned out fully. She wanted no punishment and didn't want to know what would happen if she wasn't. She suspected that it would be even worse than she had already received. She walked into the bedroom and presented herself to his view. She stood there as he inspected every inch. He bent her over and even examined her ass. He roughly pushed his finger up her ass. Once he was satisfied with her, he told her to follow him downstairs. He reminded her that she was to be nude unless he told her otherwise. Gulping, she meekly followed him.

"Go stand beside the table and wait for me," he turned to Cora, "Start with juice and coffee please."

Doretta was not pleased to see that Cora stood there with a grin, knowing what was up. She was even less thrilled to see that the curtains were open and even the glass doors were open, allowing the gardeners to view them. She wisely held her tongue.

Anton walked over to the windows and peered out, "The roses look fantastic, John."

He walked over to his sister and told her, "Get on your knees and suck me, while I sip my coffee."

It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him to fuck himself, but she refrained at the last minute. Instead, she waited until he sat down, knelt, and began to suck him. He pushed her head down further and fucked her throat. He pulled his sister to her feet and bent her over the table.

"I will now show you what Bancroft does to girls who don't pay him. I'll do it just like he does, which means no lube," Anton decided.

He spread her ass cheeks and shoved his cock deep inside her. He didn't ease it in or do it gently. This was to teach her a lesson. It was punishment. He wanted her to learn what she could expect from a vicious loan shark. He also wanted her to know that he could be as harsh if he wished to be. She also needed to know that he was in control of her, which meant that he could take any hole that he wished, even her asshole. He could and would even take it in front of the help.

She screamed when he pushed every inch in all the way to the hilt. He didn't even give her time to adjust, since "Big Ed" would not have. He wanted her to understand what exactly could have happened. He raped her ass. He violated it. He picked up the small, paddle-looking cutting board that Cora left on the table and began spanking Doretta ass with it. Her ass was even tighter than he thought it would be.

Doretta was surprised that that he would fuck her ass here in the breakfast room where anyone could see. She was even more shocked that he didn't even use lube. Damn, her ass felt like he ripped it open! He had not given her time to adjust. She had hoped he would use lube the first time, but instead he wanted her to feel what Big Ed would have done to her. Wouldn't telling her have worked? Damn, her ass hurt, she thought again. She began to believe that he was a sadist. He then started to spank her ass. Damn, that son of a bitch hit hard, she thought. Her ass was already sore from last night.

She pleaded for him to stop, but her begging fell on deaf ears. He wasn't listening to her. This was part of her punishment. Boy, did she ever regret disobeying him! She should have gone to him and confessed a month ago. She should have admitted it when she first got into this trouble. Hell, she should have done as she promised and not gotten into trouble the very next day. She knew for sure that if she ever got any of her freedom back, she would never do that again. He finally stopped paddling her.

After what seemed like forever, she began to feel some enjoyment. Her ass didn't hurt quite so bad. She even moaned a few times out of pleasure. By that time, she had forgotten where they were and that the staff could see them if they so chose. She no longer cared about that. All she wanted was to cum. She had been horny all morning and had not yet received permission. Anton had certainly turned her into his slut. She only hoped he kept it limited to only the staff knowing, but somehow she doubted this.

Oh God, she had better warn Candy not to come over. She did not want her to see this. Then again, Anton didn't care for her, so that might not be a problem. She didn't see him allowing Candy over anyway. Besides, there was no predicting what he would do to Candy, given how he felt about her.

"Oh yeah, I'm fixing to cum again! This time, I will unload in your ass. No cleaning it up either, I want it running down your thighs. Oh, YES, FUUUUCK," Anton screamed as he came in her ass.

After he came, he pulled out and saw her ass gaping open. He also saw that she had indeed cleaned out good. Her ass was a nice shade of red. He intended to keep it that way for a few days. She would never make that mistake again!

"Okay, you may sit and have juice, but I want you to keep your legs spread, so your pussy is open for display. John will enjoy seeing it," he taunted her.

She sat down. Her face flamed red. She sipped her juice, hoping to end the humiliation soon. Anton, on the other hand, had different plans.

"Are you still horny, dear sister?" he asked, knowing full well that she was.

"Yes," she replied.

"Then pull your chair over here so I can see and play with yourself for me and everyone," he ordered her.

She did as he asked, while she pleaded with him not to make her do that. He said nothing, simply pointing his finger to where he wanted her to place her chair.

"Cora, please serve us the fruit and muffins," Anton asked.

"Right away, Sir" Cora said, hurrying to do as he requested.

Cora served the fruit and watched the view. She noticed that John had stopped working and started watching from the door, knowing that he could see everything.

Doretta was embarrassed with having everyone watch, but at the same time turned on. She played with her clit and inserted a finger. When her brother ordered 3, she added 2 more. She was very wet, though she didn't wish to admit that being exposed aroused her.

"Suck all your juices from your fingers, and then eat your fruit," Anton ordered.

"Yes, Sir," she replied.

Anton watched her eat and stroked his hard dick. He popped a butter muffin into his mouth and ate it. When he was done, he watched his sister and wondered what to do to her next.

"That will be all, Cora," Anton announced.

"Follow me to my office. I need to make sure that Big Ed got my bank draft for your loan. While I do that, you will stand in the corner like the naughty girl you are," Anton instructed.

He led the way to his office, went around, and sat at his desk. Logging onto his computer, he went online and checked his bank drafts. Yep, one bank draft to Edward Bancroft showed on his banking info. He looked up and saw his sister standing there as she rubbed her ass.

"Stop that! There will be no rubbing your ass after you are punished!" he ordered.

Once she stopped, he decided to take care of her credit cards and close her banking account. She would have to earn it back; then and only then would he give her partial control of her money. It would be a LONG time before he ever gave her credit cards, though. He looked at the balance. She had maxed out every single one with cash advances. Why had he not thought to look at those last month, when she had that last debt? Damn, well he had only himself to blame for that. He knew better than to trust her.

"Looks like you have some explaining to do about your credit cards. When were you going to tell me you used all them up? No wonder you borrowed money instead of using them. That should have been a hint to check out your credit, when you got into that trouble last month," he asked.

"I was afraid to tell you. You were already mad last month about my debt. I was scared to tell you about the cards. That was why I had gone to the tracks. I had hoped to win enough money to pay them before you found out," she confessed.

"Well, if you had been honest then, you would not be in trouble now. Are there any other secret debts I need to know? If there are, now is your last chance to tell me before I really get pissed off! I have cancelled all the cards and paid them, using your part of the money again. I have closed your bank account. It will be a LONG time before you have any control over your money again!" Anton stated.

"Yes, Master. I have borrowed 5 grand from Candy's father. That is it, however. You have found out about them all. I am deeply sorry for not taking better care of them. I should have come to you when I maxed out my credit cards, instead of gambling more to try to pay them off. I have learned my lesson; I will take my punishment like a big girl," she answered, not turning out of the corner, because he had to told her too.

"I am pleased that you called me Master, but there is this new secret that will need to be taken care of. What is her dad's name? I'll call him up and pay that off too. I do not like having any debts whatsoever. That's why I only have one credit card, which I always have paid off monthly," he insisted.

Doretta reluctantly gave her brother the requested information. She felt ashamed at having yet another debt that she owed. However, it was a relief that everything got out into the open and Anton would pay it immediately.

Anton called Candy's father and sent him the bank draft for the $5,000. He paid another $2,000 to the man, simply because it was long overdue. He felt awful that the man lived on a fixed income and needed the money, which he was simply reluctant to badger Doretta about, since Candy and she were best friends.

"Go up to my other office and prepare for your next punishment. You will strap yourself onto the spanking bench as firmly as you can. You can at least do your feet, legs, and one hand. I will do the other once I come up, now GO!" he demanded.

Doretta wasted no time doing as he commanded her. She was already in enough trouble without adding to it. She walked into his suite and into the BDSM room, where she looked regretfully at the spanking bench. She glanced at all of his spanking devices and wondered if he was going to use a strap or flogger this time. She then spotted what appeared to be a cane and cringed at the idea of him using that. He had not told her when he would use it; she hoped she would not find out.

She listened for a moment to see if she could hear him coming. When she was sure that he wasn't yet, she walked over to the wall and ran her hands over the paddles. She then touched the straps. Those looked lethal. Next were the floggers: he had them in all shapes and sizes. She paused to listen again; nope, he still wasn't coming. She walked over to the cane and started to touch it. It scared her way too much to do so. Instead, she walked over to the butt plugs and saw some larger than his cock.

She then noticed a vibrator that looked a lot like his cock. She was positive that he had it made from his dick. She picked it up and rubbed it. She felt its weight and was positive that someone had molded it from him. She carefully set it back down and walked over to the spanking bench. She strapped her feet and legs in, bent over, and strapped her other arm and hand in. She inspected the last strap and wondered if she could do that one. Nope, he would have to do it. She adjusted the straps. She put her arm and hand in them. All he had to do was tighten them.

Anton viewed her on his computer. He had installed a camera and hooked it up to all of his computers. He had known that she would inspect his "toys." He would not punish her for that. It was natural for her to want to know more about them. He watched her run her hands over all of them. He then saw her spot his favorite vibrator. He had that one made special for her. It was an exact replica of his cock. He had a special harness made, so he could have it inserted in either hole. It would not come out or go deeper than he wanted in her ass. He would use this one when he took her out to the restaurant soon. When he saw her strap herself in, he turned off his PC and walked upstairs.