The best sister in the world. Part 14B

It was just for a moment. Just for a moment Max glanced at his sister's breast and fought against his boundaries. Then he moved his head on a side and rested his cheek on the pillow. He made himself a little more comfortable like he was enjoying a little rest.
The truth was that is heart was racing. He hadn't planned to be tied, his sister was doing that on her own initiative. He didn't have to fake anything, he didn't have to cover his balls begging her to stop. He was tied after all. There were nothing he could do to stop Lola. And that came really in handy since he didn't want to stop her!
If he ask for mercy, he lose the game! What an incredible turns of the events! In that moment Max felt really glad to have such a great older sister.

Lola enjoyed the moment Max stared at her. She knew very well that he was amused by the situation. She loved to see him so happy. He was her little lovely masochist brother and she wanted to do her best to make him happy. She looked at him. One hundred kicks! That gonna be funny even for her. She felt oddly satisfied by the situation. Seeing a boy all tied at her mercy made her felt proud of being a woman. Max penis was already twitching inside his pants. She bited her lips. The situation was exciting.

She climbed on the bed and stared down. Max was still looking away. "What if i do this?" Lola moved her sole on Max's crotch and pressed down a little. "Am i still invisible to you?" she felt his hard on clearly trought the pants. "i guess i'm not invisibile for him!" Max swallowed a bit embarrassed to be horny for his sister.

Lola put her hands on the wall to keep her balance and began to kick Max in the balls. "99..."
She kicked gently almost like if she wanted only to tease him. "98..." her foot rubbed his balls a little before smashing again "97..." Lola hit a little harder. "96..." she raised an eyebrow noticing that Max had changed expression. "95..." a louder sound came out off the kick. Max narrowed his eyes. Lola kicked again with more strength. "94..."
"ouuh" Max could help but moan a bit.

"ouch!" Lola exclaimed to mock him and POW she hit quite hard! "93... And 92!" she almost lost her ballance. "mmmnn" Max tensed up all his muscles but didn't say anything. Lola raised back her foot for a full force kick. "91!" she said with and higher pitch of voice when her foot smashed against Max's nuts.

"hhhiiinnnn" Max closed his eyes, the pain was growing. Lola couldn't resist but shoot another full force kick yelling "90!" POW. "uuuuhhm" Max tried to close his legs. He tensed up breathing havely. It was the strongest kick until now but he managed to not complain.

"i guess we have a good pair of tough balls here haven't we?" she sat on the bed. Max was truly proud hearing that his balls were tough. Lola knelt between his legs and waited a bit to let Max recover. Again he pretended to be perfectly at ease with the situation.

"round two!" Lola declared and began to punch Max's balls alternating her right and left hands. "89, 88, 87..." she didn't wait between one punch and another. Max groaned in time with every hit he recived. They wasn't too painful. Lola was staring directly at the target and Max had the occasion to look up without being noticed.

Lola's boobs bounced inside her shirt with every punches. They seemed to giggle at Max. They were there to remind Max that was a girl the one who was torturing him.

"82..." Lola noticed Max's gaze on her breast. She left her fist on his balls and twisted her wrist left and right to inflict more pain. Max closed his eyes trying his best to not beg her to stop.

Lola withdraw her fist and waited for Max to open his eyes. "Right or left?" she said with a amused smirk on her face showing het closed fists.
Max turned his head to a side when suddenly "Both!" Lola let her fists fall down on the squishy target. "uuuumm aaa..." Max was about to ask for mercy.

Seeing a good occasion to win the game Lola kept on hitting his brother's balls from upside-down. Every punches in a single row until the count of 70.

"woow!" Lola exclaimed with the last punch. Max was twitching in pain. He felt like the knots that were holding him down were getting tighter and tighter as he desperately tried to reach his aching balls.
Lola laughs were filling the air along with the moans coming from Max.

Still laughing Lola turned giving Max her back. She sat on his stomach. Her feet were next to Max's face  "you're really good at the silent treatment! 69!" she slapped his balls playfully. "68! No wait i hit your wee wee. It doesn't count. 68!" she was now laughing out loud slapping her brother's balls harder and harder.

Max was bitting his lips. He had his eyes tightly closed. His balls began to hurt really badly but he had no intention to give up. The way his sister was toying with him was and amusing experience. Slaps after slaps he endured the pain.

Form her point of view Lola had some time to enjoy the sight of his penis still hard inside his pants. It was incredible how much Max was enjoying the game. "60!" one last slap and Lola gave Max a some time to recover.

"what to do now? It looks like i'm still invisible to you..." Lola turned to face Max. "how can i make you speak?..." she thought for a moment and came up with what she thought were a good idea. "How about this?"
She lifted up her ass and let it fall on Max's balls "59!" The weight of her body was mostly on Max's upper legs than on his balls. The butt drop wasn't very effective.
"58?" Lola tried again asking herself if she was hitting his balls. Max smiled a bit enjoying his sister's failt.
"57...56..." again and again Lola let her ass smash on Max's crotch without any success.
Max was now perfectly calm and relaxed. That made Lola grow a little on anger.

She was embarrassing herself with the silly butt drop and she was actually loosing the game. There was an hair brush on Max's bedside table. Lola noticed it. "Fine" she reached for the brush without hiding her frustration. She lowered Max's pants exposition his boxers. "55,54..." she slapped his balls protected now only by his underwear. It happened really fast. "53, 52, 51, 50!" SMACK SMACK SMACK. Max didn't even had  the time to react that Lola turned off the light and left the room visibily anger.

Alone in the dark of his room Max let out a long moan of pain. He tried to get free but it was impossible for him to escape. Being left alone all tied up with his balls aching was something Max didn't enjoy at all. For the first time he seriously thought about begging for mercy. Some minutes later Lola entered again in the room. She put something in Max's desk without turning on the light. Then she left him again.

Max could see very little in the dark but what Lola put on the desk looked like her bluetooth speaker. She was up to something. Max waited for her to appear again. He felt the excitement grow even stronger not knowing what to expect from Lola. He tried to relax but his heart was still racing.

Suddenly the speaker played what looked liked an YouTube ad. Then a music. It was the classical strip tease song "you can leave your hat on". That was really awkward for Max. He struggled in discomfort against the scarfs as the music kept on playing.

Lola entered in the room and turned on the lights. She had changed her clothes. She was now wearing a white shirt and a tight black skirt that ended above her knees. She was carrying something that Max had never seen before. It was a riding crop. Max didn't get what the riding crop was ultil Lola walked sensuality toward him and showed him the whip.

She slapped his balls smiling at Max's surprised face. He asked himself why Lola had something like that.

Lola gestured Max 1 with her fingers. She moved her body in time with the music as she runned the crop all over Max. Another slap on his balls made Max groan. Lola made 2 with her hand. She used the crop the move his face on her and began to unbutton her shirt. She moved her hips all the time almost mesmerizing her brother who couldn't pretend anymore that his hot sister was invisible.

She opened the shirt to show her brother her boobs covered by a black lacy bra and her flat tummy. She was excited like Max was. She gestured 3, 4, 5 and then whipped Max's balls with the beat of the music three times in a row.

That was awkward. Really awkward. His twitching boner didn't lie about the lust he was feeling although it was his sister the one who was giving him such emotions. Max tried instinctively to get free like he was in discomfort with the situation. That made Lola smile.

She captured again his attention by lowering her pants really slowly. Max was literally trembling staring at Lola who was now showing her naked legs. The shirt was opened but still on her shoulders. Her panties were black as well.

Now that she was showing a lot of skin she felt a little embarrassed herself. She swallowed and whipped again Max's crotch a few time. He was feeling his balls explode. Both for the pain and the pleasure. The funny expression on Max's face helped Lola to regain a bit of confidence.

When the music ended Lola set on the bed and hit his balls again. "that makes 40 left! So did you like the strip tease?"

Max didn't know what to answer. He nodded with his head. He was breathing havely. "oh i see! I'm not invisible any more i guess"

Lola lifted up her feet and rested them on Max's face. She get herself comfortable. "i don't wanna hear you talk now than i can have some fun with your balls" she moved her finger inside the waistband of his boxers.

"you're crazy" Max said. His words were muffled by Lola's soles. Lola was glad to hear him finally talk to her. She didn't answer but made sure to keep his mouth shut with her feet. "smell them boy while i pop your balls!"

She said the word boy like it was an offense. Lola exposed Max's red balls. She ignored his hard penis and took his balls in her hand.
Form his point of view Max couldn't see anything. He felt Lola hitting his balls several times. She wasn't counting anymore. He groaned for pain leeting out some sounds of pleasure here and there.
Slaps, punches, squeezes and even pinches. Lola tried everything to torture or rather pleasure her brother.
"i think they're about to pop..." Lola said in a sing song voice. "i can't bealive boys are so weak!"


That last line along with her feet on his face made feel Max really humiliated. He struggled with all his might. "ahahaha what's wrong boy? Are your little balls hurting?"

Lola laughed amused as Max tried his best to get free. He was really at the edge. He couldn't endure any more pain and surely needed some sex relief.

Lola get up and closed her shirt. "i will never pop your balls silly boy!" she kissed him on his cheek. "you're a really strong boy. I mean it. I don't know how many kicks has left but let's say i have finished them"

"i think they were more then 100. You're the one in debt now"
Lola smiled at this. She took her pants, untied Max's right hand and left the room.
She knew thar Max had to masturbated.

She went in her room. Her heart was still beating fast. She was embarrassed by what she had just done. She laid on her bed and covered her eyes with an arm. She recollected in her mind all the nasty things she had just done to her brother. She smiled. After all she knew for sure thar he was a masochistic. "I must be the best sister in the world!" she said to herself.

The end.