The best sister in the world. Part 14A

After a long walk with her dog, Lola was a bit but sweaty. She opened the door and went straight in the kitchen for a glass of water. Her mum was busy making dinner.
"is Max home?"
"yes he is"
By the tone of her voice she looked angry with Max. "he is sleeping" Samantha let two potatoes fall in the boiling water. "he didn't do anything today around the house. Please go waking him up because if i go i'll rip off his balls and cook them for dinner"

Lola smirked at her mum joke. "i'll take care of that!"
Samantha stopped for a moment knowing very well that Lola was going to kick Max in the balls. She was about to say something to her daughter like "don't hit too hard", but she didn't. She kept on cooking. This time Max deserved it.

Lola tiptoed to Max bedroom. She didn't want to wake him up before the moment. She expected to find him half naked with his legs opened and his balls easy to reach as always. But not this time.
Max was fully dressed. He was sleeping on his bed and had an opened book on his crotch. His hands were still on the book when he felt asleep.

Lola stared at him with a thoughtful expression. She feared that moving the book away would  wake him up, spoiling all the fun.
Slowly she took off one of her shoes and smelled the inside. It wasn't too smelly but still good enough to have some fun.
She moved her foot still covered by the socks right under Max's nose.

It didn't take too long for Max to wake up at the unpleasant smell of his sister's sweaty foot. As soon as he opened his eyes Lola pushed her sole on his face. She laughed out loud as Max pushed away her foot and yell her to fuck herself.
"ahahah are my foot smelly? Sniff them!"
Lola playfully put her shoe over Max nose.

"Lola you suck!" Max exclaimed moving back his head to avoid the scent. The book slided away from his crotch. "Look! Is this a punch or a kick?" the girl wore the shoe over her hand and tap a few times over Max's balls. She kept on hitting her brother waiting for an answer.

"stop it! you jerk!" Max couldn't help but smile at his sister's joke. There was a moment of silence. Lola was truly having fun annoying her little brother. Max was still a little drowsy. "110!" out of nowhere Lola hit Max on the balls with the shoe. It was an hard hit. Lola herself was surprised by the strength she used.

Max screamed and bended over to protect his nuts. "it... it wasn't 110" He managed to say when he recovered a bit. Lola knew that her special count down wasn't at 110 but she didn't remember  exactly how many kicks in the balls Max still deserved. "Oh right! It was 120 if i remembered correctly" she smiled widely.

"don't cheat! It was at 101"
"right, right. I know. 100!" she said and let her knee drop right above her brother's private parts. Max did his best to not scream again. He coverd his sored manhood and gestured Lola to leave his room. She showed her tongue and left him recover.

At dinner nothing unpleasant happened to Max's balls except for his mum's verbal teasing. Samantha was still mad at him for being lazy at home. She kept on telling him how she gonna pop his balls if he didn't help with the house chores. Max didn't like to be mocked like that by his mum and was growing anger towards Lola who giggled all the time blaming him for being a man.
When he was done eating he cleaned his dish without hiding how he was feeling. He went in his room stomping hard on the floor and slammed the door.

Lola felt oddly excited to see how he was pissed off. She was a little sorry for him but blaming him for being a boy and talking about pop his balls was a new satisfying sensation for her.

The next day Max and Lola were home alone. That day Max didn't feel like he wanted to be kicked in the balls. He didn't walk around wearing only his boxers and he stayed locked in his room all the morning. Lola was expecting him to stand with his balls on display and give her plenty of occasions to hit his nuts but nothing happened.
He was really pissed off and Lola knew that. She wanted to make him feel better but how?

Without really knowing what to do she knocked at his door. He was her brother after all. Some how she gonna cheer him up.
"Hey Max! Are you gonna spend all the day locked in your room?" She opened the door. Max was laying on the bed. "here to pop my balls?" he asked sarcastically to let her know that he was still upset for the last night teasing.

"sure! And cut your wee wee as well if you keep on be mad at me!" she sat on the bed but max didn't even look at her. His eyes were on his phone. "oh came on! I can't believe you're upset for what mum said. We won't pop anything, it was just a joke!"
Max didn't say anything nor move a muscle. He acted like Lola didn't exist.
"oh, the silent treatment. Really?" she poked him on his cheek. "Maaaax!" she said making circular motions with her finger on his face.

Max couldn't help but smile a little. "Maaax!" Lola's fingers tickled him on his neck. He laughed a bit and lowered his chin to protect the neck but again he didn't say anything.

"it looks like i didn't exist for you... That's interesting!" Lola took off both het shoes. "let's see if i can make you talk!" she got more comfortable then she slowly moved her bare feet on Max's face.

At first Max made a disgusted face. Lola rubbed her feet all over his face. "do they smell?" she asked playfully. Max realized that this time her feet didn't smell that badly. He smiled again entertained by his sister game.

"oh oh oh still nothing? What i can do then to make you talk?" Lola noticed that Max was enjoying the game. She was glad to see him smile again.

It was pretty clear what was the point of the game. Lola knew very well what Max wanted but she was having fun as well and decided ti tease Max a little more before digging into his balls.

"i still don't exist for you am i right?" Lola got up and searched for something in Max's wardrobe. Obviously Max didn't react. She picked two scarfs and some other old clothes of Max.

She grabbed Max's right wrist. He let her do it. She tied his wrist on the headboard. Nothing. Max didn't react. He was only trying to not smile. Theatrically Lola secured his left wrist on the headboard as well. She moved on the end of the bed and looked Max in his eyes. He was looking at his side. Lola secured her brother's ankles at the legs of the bed. She kept on staring at his face all the time but Max didn't react.

Lola made sure that the knots were tight enough then stepped back to admire her brother tied spread eagle on the bed. She placed her hands on the footboard and bended over a bit so her cleavage was on the show for Max.

"let's make you talk boy!" Max moved a bit to test the knots. Lola smirked. She managed to make him react at her presence. "100 kicks left am i right? Will you talk before zero?"