Traffic that morning was abysmal. Nearly being late, I had to run into the office building; having parked so far away due to a lack of parking spots. Going up to the front desk, there was a receptionist typing away at her computer. When I finally stepped up to the counter, she looked up at me and gave an inviting smile.

“How may I help you sir?” She asked, her voice sounding of smooth velvet, borderline sensual.

“Hi, I'm the new therapist in training for Dr. Cruz.” I responded, putting on my best act of professionalism.

Her eyebrows raised up as she realized who I was, “Oh yes, I remember that Dr. Cruz was expecting you today. Why don’t you have a seat and I’ll let her know that you are here.”

Sitting in a seat in the reception area, this woman picked up the phone and rang for the doctor. After about 5 minutes she let me know that I could head back. “I'm Nora by the way,” She told me, giving me that warm customer service smile, “The doctor’s office is down the hall, 4^th door on the left.”

I thanked her, proceeding down the hall, and knocking on Dr. Cruz’s door.

“Come in.” The voice barked.

Opening the door and stepping inside, my jaw must have hit the floor so hard it could be measured on a Richter scale. Dr. Cruz was a woman in her late 30’s, but she could easily trick someone into thinking she was a decade younger. She was of Hispanic heritage, her skin was a beautiful beige tan color, with her long thick jet-black hair that went passed her shoulders. For most men the first thing you would notice was those breasts. Clearly they were larger than a DD; maybe an F cup. Somehow she was thick in all the right places while maintaining an hourglass figure. By all accounts this woman won the genetic lottery; though I'm sure she takes care of herself also.

Looking at me with her deep amber eyes, and her face in a stern expression, “You must be Zach, please have a seat.” Her voice was the definition of sex, I was blown away on how such a perfect woman could exist.

“I’m going to get straight to the point,” She intoned, seriousness in her voice. “I accepted you as a trainee only because of your high GPA, and the recommendation of your professor, who is an old friend of mine. I'm not gonna give you any sort of training wheels. You will sit in with me on client sessions – at least the ones that the patients have already signed their consent for – you shall take notes, and once the session is over we will go over your thoughts, possible diagnoses, and treatments that are deemed necessary.”

What I heard of Dr. Cruz was all true, she was straight to the point with no nonsense. In the first few minutes of knowing her he already knows how his days are gonna be with her.

“Do you have any questions for me, young man?” She asked with a tone of indifference.

“I'm assuming you don’t wish to have any kind of friendly rapport while I'm working for you?” I asked her.

“Not any more than is necessary. I am to be your boss, not your friend, and certainly not any kind of romantic interest,” She spoke, cold gaze on me, “I know that I am an attractive woman, and you wouldn’t be the first coworker who was tried to get in my pants. I'm used to the treatment; I'm also used to getting their licenses suspended by the medical board for sexual misconduct.”

I audibly gulped at her not so thinly veiled threat. I didn’t have any plans to go at her that way, but I sure couldn’t pretend she wasn’t hot as fuck.

“Um, yes ma’am, you shouldn’t have any issues with me.” I replied, sweating from the pressure she was placing on me.

Raising an eyebrow, she sighed, and stood up. “Come on, the first appointment of the day is in 15 minutes and I would like to brief you on the patient before the session.” She walked past me to the door. I couldn’t help it, but when I saw her backside, my eyes must have shot out of my head like a cartoon coyote. Her ass was like two giant jiggly Jello molds. I was thinking she had to have had work done, there was no way this woman had every single genetic trait at a 10/10 on the hotness scale. Almost as if she knew that I would be ogling her ass, without looking back, she let out a sigh and told me stop staring and to hurry up and follow her. Walking down the hall, there was no way she didn’t want me to stare at her ass. It was just so… there, it must have had its own gravitational field, because my eyes kept coming back to it.

“This is the room we will be having the session.” She scolded, giving me the evil eye to stop staring at her ass. With that said we went in to begin prepping for the session, and to truly start my first workday.

It took me many hours, but I finally got all of my chores done. All morning, I cleaned the upstairs, when I was done with that I took a short break to go into my brother’s room and huff the scent from his underwear. I wasn’t allowed to cum, but brother said I had to edge myself at least a few times before he came back home. Downstairs was a lot faster since I already did more than half of it yesterday. The last part of my chore list was to get started on finding the stuff I moved from my brother’s room. I felt so ashamed of my behavior, I took all of my brother’s possessions, and I threw them into the garage; just to have more room for my clothing. Speaking of, I had a lot of stolen clothing in my closet. My ‘friends’, Lara, Steph, and Amanda were part of the cool group in high school. Lara was the queen bitch, if you were in her friend group, then you were guaranteed popularity. Even after I barely graduated high school, I continued to be around them. Gradually over time they shifted how I saw others, and myself. I even started committing low level crimes like stealing from stores, and scoring alcohol or other drugs. I was lucky that I never reached the point of whoring myself out.

As soon as I had put on this collar, it was like I snapped out of a dream. The gradual peer pressure and normalization that I lived was suddenly lifted away. I saw them for what they were, and what I allowed myself to become; a horrible person. Touching the rainbow gemmed collar around my neck, I felt its warmth, its comfort. I thought of my brother every time, it was like I could sense him; a sort of connection. My brother has not mentioned where he got this collar, but I know for sure that this is what changed me. And if I was being honest, I'm glad brother brought home this collar, and I am glad that I had put it on.

As to my mind being free of those poisonous bitches, I also noticed some other changes recently. Other than the fact that I literally can’t stop thinking of my brother’s cock, and how I want him inside of me 24/7. And the fact that I'm turned on by pain and humiliation, I was feeling happier than I had been in a long time. On the physical side of things, I feel as though my boobs have gotten a little bigger, more sensitive too. My sensitivity in general is way higher than it ever was. My energy levels were way higher than usual. I went from never doing chores a day in my life, to spending multiple hours hard at work, and I don’t end up totally exhausted.

Out of all of this though. I am glad that big brother is home, and that he has brought together mom and I again. It almost feels like Zach is the responsible parent of the household, I laughed at the idea.

Finally, as it got close to 4, I felt something strange. It was like I could feel this energy coming closer to me. As this energy closed in, I finally realized that I was somehow sensing where my brother was, and I was able to tell when he would arrive home! Knowing now when he would arrive, I quickly stripped out of my clothes and kneeled on the floor by the front door, sitting on my heels.

After a bit, I felt him approaching the front door. My pussy was dripping in anticipation. The door opened quickly, and there was a lock of shock on brother’s face, but it quickly became that dominant smirk that made me shiver in the best way possible.

“I see my little sister slut is beginning to anticipate my needs.” Zach said calmly, I glint of arousal in his eyes. I spread my legs out and thrust my chest forward in order to allow him to properly see my body. “As much as I would like to play with you right now, I have another idea that I would like to try for later, so for now I can at least allow you to suck my cock.” Zach relented, after seeing my cock-hungry eyes. I grinned wide and crawled over to his crotch, and I began to unzip his pants. I eagerly took at his cock and started to pump it a bit, then I after giving the tip a kiss, I started to lick and suck on the head like a delicious lollipop. As soon as I had his taste in my mouth it was like nothing bad in life existed, it was just me and this glorious slab of meat that I enjoyed stuffing into my holes.

Once he was fully hard, I began to take more of his cock into my mouth; having it hit the entrance to my throat. The feeling of choking on his cock, and the taste of his pre-cum was making me moan. The vibrations from my voice box traveled up his cock, further stimulating him. I could feel him getting closer to climax, so I sped up and started going hard on the tongue action. Eventually after his breathing picked up, he shouted out that he was gonna cum, and this time he grabbed my head and slammed his cock all the way down my throat. I cannot believe I came simply from him choking me with his cock. No one would believe me if I told them that I wasn’t a slut. Not even touching myself, the lack of oxygen, and the rope after hot rope of yummy cum shot down my throat and into my stomach; the only downside was that I didn’t get to savor the flavor.

After coaxing out the last drops of cum, big brother told me to clean my pussy cream off the floor. I went to go get a towel.

“Nope, since you have done such a good job cleaning, I don’t see why you couldn’t lick your cum off of the floor.” My brother chortled, clearly enjoying my humiliation. Without a word I bent over and with a bit of hesitance I began to lap up my cum, and oh my god it tasted good; although not nearly as good as cum from a cock.

After that I got dressed again and helped my brother with dinner. Around 6pm, mommy came home, and we ate dinner shortly after that. Zach told me to wait in my room, and to wear the sexiest lingerie I owned. He said this was surprise I would never forget, and I sure hoped it was his cock fucking my pussy.

I grabbed some of the leather padded handcuffs I bought from that sex shop. I was nearly vibrating with excitement, I was gonna switch to a different colored gem. I wish I had more specifics on each of the gems personality shifts, but a short list was as good as I was gonna get. Grabbing a bigger dildo that I bought for Claire, since all of hers were the vibrating bullet design. I psyched myself up and walked out my door.

Knocking on Claire’s door, I heard her shuffle around followed by a “Come in”, opening the door I looked in and saw her sitting on her heels on her bed. She wore a deep red lacy lingerie set. The bra had intricate floral patterns on it, and the thong she was wearing was of a similar design.

“Are you ready to try something new?” I asked her, sensing her anticipation.

“W-whatever it is big brother, I'm ready!” she responded, stumbling over her words a bit.

Giving her a nod I walked towards her and put the leather handcuffs on her; behind her back, I then placed my hand on the collar. I imagined the light in the blue gem shifting over to the red one. Looking at the collar, I saw the blue gem dim and go out. Shortly after the red gem lit up, and I saw my sister’s eyes briefly glow a neon red. Once the glow was gone, she blinked a few times then looked up at me. I couldn’t believe it worked, she looked at me with such passion in her eyes, it was as if I was the only person that existed to her. I had activated the red gem of love. That was all the description I got, so I wasn’t sure what the full extent would be.

“How are you feeling, Claire?” I asked, a bit of trepidation in my voice. She stared into my eyes for a few moments longer then spoke.

“Wow…,” she exhaled, “I see what you meant by this being special. Oh fuck, I'm so wet, are you going to make love to me tonight?” She asked, a longing in her whole demeanor, showing how desperate she was to love me and be loved in return.

“Yes… I think it’s time we cross this line,” I muttered to her, as I crawled onto the bed and took her lips in mine. She gasped and shivered with arousal. She was beginning to shake from all of the build up to this moment.

“Oh god, I just want to hold you, and touch you all over,” She moaned, “why am I in cuffs?”

“Because I knew you would try and make this about me, but this is for you, I want you to just relax and feel this. This is your reward for being so good the past few days, also I think it’s hot to take you from behind while you are hand cuffed.”

Her breathing became ragged, her face was flushed bright red. Turning around and leaning her face into her pillow, she stuck her ass up towards me and looked at me over her shoulder. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She asked in a sultry voice, “Plunge that cock deep into my pussy, my body only exists for you, I will never allow anyone else to have me. For now, and forever; I am yours.”

Feeling my heart thump in my chest, I got out of pants and underwear. Stroking my cock, I rubbed it against Claire’s slit in order to lube it up. “Are you ready, Claire bear?” I asked her, using her pet name I used to call her.

With a rapid nod and pleading lips, she reaffirmed her want. Lining up to her hole, I slowly entered her. Claire sucked in shuddering breaths, trying to not outright moan since mom was home. Eventually I bottomed out in her, and stayed there for a second, as I realized that she was shaking so much that it turned out she was cumming just from me fully being in her. The whole time she was letting out shaky groans as she struggled to regain control over her body.

“I love you so much, Zach!” She belted out at me, her eyes completely enraptured by me.

“I love you too Claire.” I responded, giving her a soft smile. Eventually, I started to saw back and forth in her. Picking up speed as she muffled her moans with her pillow. Once I hit a good rhythm, my lap started to collide with her bubble butt, making light slapping noises. Increasing my pace, I angled myself in order to better reach her g-spot. She was now moaning and babbling into her pillow; incoherent.

“Fu-ck me!... F-uck me!... Fuc-k me!” Claire moaned, completely lost in this moment of pure extasy.

“Are you ready for my cum?” I asked her, straining myself to contain my orgasm just a little longer.

“Yes, yes, yes, mmmmmm,” her voice warbled in desperation.

With one final plunge, I shot rope after rope deep into her pussy. Unsurprisingly, the moment my cum hit her inner walls, a massive orgasm was triggered. For a moment I grew concerned that she was actually having a seizure from the amount she was shaking and babbling. I figured she was fine when I saw her squirt all over her bedsheets. Taking my cock out, hearing a small pop, I laid down next to her and pulled her head to my chest. After a few minutes of recuperating, allowing Claire to come back to reality, she finally looked up at me. Craning her neck up she kissed me softly, in a way only lover did, it was a different kind of amazing. I already cared for her as my sister, so this connection between us just felt… natural.

Claire nuzzled herself into my chest, falling asleep rather quickly. I laid awake a little longer, thinking about that paper I read over quickly. It mentioned something about ‘the ring bearer’s aura effects those he is attracted too’, that sounded pretty vague. I hoped that didn’t mean I was just gonna become some sort of slave driver. The urges I felt towards Claire were one thing, but I don’t think I could be that dominant with other girls, even if I was somehow forcing them. I decided to ponder that more tomorrow, closing my eyes and letting sleep take me.

The morning came upon me quickly. Prying my eyes open I felt around the bed, realizing I was alone. I had fallen asleep in Claire’s room, but she was no longer next to me. Looking over at my phone, checking the time, I realized that I had woken up 15 minutes before my alarm.

The room reeked of sex; I would have to ask Claire to air it out today. Speaking of, the door to Claire’s room opened softly, I looked up to see Claire holding a tray with bacon and eggs on it. Baring the food, it was also noted that Claire was wearing an apron… and nothing else.

“Good morning honey!” Claire cheered, her eyes were like pure daylight, but one that only existed for me. For no one else would her eyes shine with such devotion. It was shocking seeing how powerful this collar really was.

“Morning, Claire,” I yawned, looking her up and down like she was part of my morning meal, “did you make that for me?”

“I sure did! I have to make sure you are well taken care of,” she beamed, flashing the brightest grin I have ever seen from her, “I just wanted this since you fucked me so good last night!” Her face didn’t betray a hint of sarcasm, she was genuinely thankful that I came in her pussy. Claire came over to me and set the tray on my lap. “Oh!, and don’t worry, mom left early for work.” Claire smirked, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She was looking at me intently, most likely to see if I liked what she cooked. Taking a good serving of bacon and eggs onto my fork, I took a bit and looked at her with surprise.

“You didn’t tell me you knew how to cook.” I chuckled, talking with food still in my mouth.

“Yeah, I don’t really know how it happened,” she pondered, “I woke up, and I just wanted to make you breakfast so bad. Once I had noticed that mom was gone, I striped down and put on the apron. Once I got to the fridge it was like I was on auto-pilot. I just assumed it was the power of my love that guided my hands.” Claire said, a dreamy look in her eye, followed by a smirk to indicate it was a joke.

“Had me worried you were gonna start getting sappy with me,” I chuckled, “So, we still have 10 minutes before my alarm, is there anything you wanted to do?” Her expression shifted rapidly from that of a doting wife to a lioness, ready to pounce on her mate.

“I know what I wanna do,” she whispered hotly in my ear, climbing under the bed sheets, “you keep eating your breakfast, and I’ll go and get mine.” With a velvety laugh she wasted no time stimulating my cock with her hand and tongue. This must have been what heaven was, eating a homecooked meal, while your sister/lover feasted upon your loins, it was enough to bring a tear to my eye. Enjoying another bite of food, I started when she suddenly devoured my cock down to the root.

“Holy shit, Claire!” I laughed, patting where I thought her head was under the sheet, “Warn a man when you deepthroat his cock to the base while he is eating with pointy cutlery.” I pulled the sheet back to see her eyes, dilated, looking up at me like a hungry little bunny. “it’s ok Claire, I'm not mad at you. Now if you were that hungry for your carrot you should have told me sooner. Alright, go wild, I'm about finished with the food anyways.”

With the go ahead, she continued her ministrations, throating my cock with her gag reflex fully suppressed it seemed. She was able to sense my impending climax, as she grabbed my cheeks and fully stuck my length into her throat. Right before I burst, she started swallowing in an attempt to massage my cock with her throat muscles. Apparently the red gem also made my sister a master in swallowing down dick. Claire continued to swallow down my cum, her eyes rolling back, she groaned with relief; as an addict would to their drug of choice.

I had to pull her off my dick, otherwise it seemed she was content to just choke on my length until she passed out. Right after I pulled her off, my phone’s alarm started going off, just in time.

Going downstairs after getting dressed in my button down and slacks, with tasteful tie, I saw that there was a lunchbox on the kitchen island.

“Oh yeah, I made you lunch, honey!” Claire giggled, jumping on my back, wrapping her arms around my neck. She kept kissing my cheek over and over, not wanting me to leave. Politely, I asked her to get down, which she eventually did with a cute pout. I opened up the lunch box to see a sandwich, a water, and a little bag of chips. I also saw a note, but Claire smacked my hand and told me to read it on my lunch break. I gave Claire her list of chores, and stood at the open front door.

“where’s my goodbye kiss, honey?” Claire pouted, hands behind her back as she acted all innocent. Leaning down I grabbed her chin gently and brought it to my mouth for a deep passionate kiss. Claire seemed to melt with a breathy sigh, not wanting it to end. Reluctantly, I pulled back and saw Claire was flushed crimson, her eyes unfocussed.

“Goodbye honey,” she mumbled, her voice breathy with lust, “is it okay to masturbate to you while you’re gone?” She asked me point blank. “Umm… I don’t see why not, just don’t go overboard, your pussy needs to stay in good shape for the fucking I'm giving you tonight.” Her face lit up with a naughty smile as she waved goodbye to me while bouncing on her feet, almost like she needed to use the restroom. I knew she was looking for a different kind of relief after I left.

On my drive over to work, I began to feel this sort of low hum throughout my body, but somehow it was less a sensation and more like the impression of a feeling. As insane as that sounded to me, it was the only way I could describe this. It didn’t feel bad, if anything, mentally I felt like I just had my first cup of coffee.

At a red light I looked down at the ring. This feeling must be coming from it. The old man said its powers would grow the longer the collar and ring were bound to users. I started when I realized the light had turned green, and someone honked their horn at me.

This morning had been rather busy. Dr. Cruz had a lot more patients today than yesterday. I was happy when lunch finally came around, excited to try my sister’s new cooking skills when it came to putting a sandwich together. Dr. Cruz wanted to go through some more notes with me, so I offered to eat my lunch while we did so, she agreed it was a “good use” of my time. Ever diligent, she also pulled out a sandwich that she made at home. Pulling the items out of my lunchbox I hadn’t noticed the note fell out and on to my bosses desk.

“What is this?” Cruz smirked, opening the letter “…oh! Uh, this is clearly only meant for your eyes.” She was blushing up a storm as she handed me back the note. I was nervous as to what Claire wrote down; it couldn’t be that bad.

My dearest Zach,

This morning, I awoke, light as a feather, and thornier than a rose ;)

Your cum in my belly, and a tingle in my toes.

I make you this food, with love in my heart.

With thoughts of your cock, and its taste so tart

If I were to compare you to a summer’s day

All that’s comes to my head is ‘you’re hot’ :P

Love,

Your Dearest Claire

I was trying desperately not to bust out laughing. I looked up at Dr. Cruz only to see her also trying to contain her laughter. A few moments of tense silence went by before I finally felt like I should speak.

“Ok… so, I can explain.” I began, but it was too late and the damn had broken, causing both of us to crack up with laughter. After a minute of that we finally calmed. Somehow the Doctor seemed a lot looser around me today.

“Wow, your girlfriend must be related to Robert Frost, because that poem was something special.” She chuckled. I tensed a bit at her not knowing that Claire was actually my sister; it was good that she hadn’t met her already.

“o-oh yeah! She’s a real hoot,” I laughed nervously, “She’s always trying to get me to laugh with her racy jokes.”

“She sounds like my kind of lady,” Dr. Cruz grinned, “you’ll have to bring her around one of these days.” I only laughed a bit at her comment, not wanting to discuss how I'm fucking my sister with the aid of a magical collar. Knowing that Dr. Cruz was currently not in a relationship I wondered if maybe she only liked women; at least, that’s the vibe I was getting from her. Shifting gears, and getting back to her patient notes, I couldn’t help but get the feeling that she was a little too relaxed with me today. Compared to yesterday, it’s like I'm seeing a new side to her. I had no way of being sure since it was only my second day, but I noted that I should pay attention for any further changes; knowing the ring can influence people I find attractive.

The rest of the workday went without incident. I wished the doctor a good night and began my walk to my car. I pulled out my phone and texted Claire.

Zach: on my way home :)

Claire: Did you like my super special note :D

Zach: Yeah! It was very creative. My boss thought so too since she got to read it before me, lol.

Claire only sent back a wide-eyed embarrassed emoji, and that was that, as I put my phone down, and drove home.