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I Love You Twice: Kelly's Birthday

By Green

Dave and Kelly Parrish sat on the living room couch, not speaking, just enjoying each other's company, basking in togetherness. Dave was reading a book, and at the moment, Kelly was lying down, head against her brother's side, amusing herself by playing with his tail. The feeling of her soft hands running up and down his tail was extremely distracting, but he pretended it didn't affect him because she was enjoying herself... and because it felt really, really good. Kelly finally broke the silence with a question.

"So, Davey... my birthday's coming up. Sixteen at last. Given any thought to what you're gonna get me?"

Dave smiled. For a couple of months each year, they were only one year apart, not two. And Kelly had never lost that childish adoration of her own birthday. This one would be special, for it would be the first birthday for either of them since they had discovered their true feelings for each other.

"As a matter of fact, I have."

He glanced up from his book to make sure nobody was around.

"I'm getting you me for your birthday."

Kelly smirked as she replied, "Oh come on, Davey, we can do that any time."

"No, what I mean is, for one day, my body is totally yours. I'll do anything you ask me to. It doesn't even have to be on the day, if you have plans or something."

Kelly looked up at her brother mischievously and said, "Now when you say 'anything'..."

"I mean anything, Kels."

She began to stroke her chin and pretended to look thoughtful.

"So if I asked you to, say, give me a rimjob or maybe do my ass..."

Without missing a beat, he responded, deadpan.

"All I ask is that you pay extra attention in the shower first."

Her grin widened. He had clearly anticipated that response. Time to step it up.

"What if I wanted to have a go at your ass with a strap-on?"

For the first time he looked slightly concerned.

"Do - do you actually have a strap-on?"

"For the purpose of this question, let's pretend I do. How about it, Davey? Would you be a bend-over-boyfriend for me if I asked you to?"

The look on his face now was less 'proud of a good idea' and more 'grim determination'.

"I said anything, and I mean it. If you really wanted it, I'd... I'd do that for you."

She reached up and caressed the side of his face.

"Awww, that's actually pretty sweet, Davey. Don't worry, I won't be deflowering you. Probably."

He laughed and leaned down to kiss her, the details of the book quickly forgotten as the teenage cats enjoyed each others' mouths.

As it turned out, she did in fact have plans for the day of her birthday, and after much fuss and attention from her parents and brother, which she deeply enjoyed, Kelly spent the night on the town with her best friend Caitlin. The very next day, a Saturday, Dave's cell phone woke him up from a sound sleep much earlier than he'd have liked. It was a text message: 'I order you to get out of bed. K.' He groaned and momentarily questioned why he'd ever made the offer in the first place. Then he remembered that he was about to be used as a sex toy, and his annoyance quickly dissipated. He stood up and walked over to the door, where he found an envelope, pushed just under it. Opening it up he found a small piece of paper that merely read 'Second order: When you get in the shower, scrub yourself all over, extra hard today. You have to get clean before we can get dirty. Then go to my room in nothing but a towel. K.' He smiled to himself.

She's taking this pretty seriously. This could be some excellent fun.

He hurried downstairs to the kitchen, had a quick bowl of oatmeal, which he barely tasted thanks to all the images of Kelly dancing through his mind, and then made his way back up to the bathroom. He followed his sister's command diligently, making sure that his body was absolutely clean, staying in the shower more than twice as long as he usually did. He remembered Kelly's comment about the strap-on, and while he was pretty sure she was kidding... well, it was Kelly after all. You could never be sure with Kelly. Blushing despite being alone, he made sure that particular part of his anatomy was as clean as a whistle as well.

He made his way down the hall, thankful that his parents were out for the day and unable to see him going not-so-subtly to his sister's room with only a thin towel to hide his shame. He knocked on the door, and his sister's voice, sounding quite amused, announced, "Go ahead, come in."

Dave walked inside, automatically locking the door behind him, and, as always happened when he walked into Kelly's room, he was reminded of the first time they had made love, right there on the bed. Today, however, Kelly was sitting on the chair in front of her desk, staring at him with a funny grin on her face. It was fairly clear that the only thing she was wearing was her short white bathrobe, the same one that Dave had taken off of her right before he took her virginity. One leg was crossed over the other, blocking Dave's view of her treasures. He smiled.

"Happy birthday, little sister."

Her smile widened in return, but she only gestured with a crooked finger.

"Come here."

Without saying a word, he sauntered over, already enjoying himself. Kelly leaned forward as he came to a stop, placing her hand on the sole white spot in his fur, a four-pointed star shape directly over his heart. She quite enjoyed running her hands through that spot, though Dave had never been sure why. The fur there was as coarse as everywhere else on his body. He felt himself begin silently purring.

"You know, Davey, I don't think I've ever told you exactly how cute I find your star."

She began spreading out the area she was caressing, and soon she was rubbing her hand over his nipples. He knew how much she liked it when he kissed and suckled at her breasts, but he was genuinely surprised at how much he was enjoying her attention.

"Now, let me see you."

He put up no resistance whatsoever (not that he wanted to) as she gently tugged the towel off, letting it fall to the floor as she massaged her brother's genitals, his penis stirring to life in her hands.

"Ohhh, Davey, I love to feel it get big. It gets me..." she trailed off, blushing.

"I know. And it's all for you, Kels. It's all for you."

She continued to play with his body until he was fully erect, and then removed her hands. She stood up and stepped to the side, making sure her body pressed against his as she moved, and gestured to the chair she'd just vacated.

"Have a seat."

Dave gave her a questioning look. This wasn't exactly out of the ordinary for them.

"Go on, sit down. If you're bad, I'll make you call me 'Mistress'."

That probably should have been a warning bell in the back of Dave's mind, triggered from a fair knowledge of Internet porn. Instead, he sat down. The chair was quite comfortable, covered with soft, warm cushions and equipped with a recliner feature. Kelly tilted the chair back now, and reached under the blanket on her bed, producing four leather belts of various thicknesses and colours.

"My next command, dear Davey, is to not move."

She crouched down, smiling widely, strapping Dave down with the belts, fastening one around each of his arms and the armrests they lay upon, and both of his legs, and the extended rods holding the footrest on.

"Belts?"

"Well, I don't exactly have handcuffs and Dad's in the garage so often he'd notice if his rope disappeared. I improvised."

"Clever. I wouldn't have taken you for the bondage type, Kels. Especially with you not being the one tied down."

She stood up and winked at him.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, big brother. Try to get up."

Dave had figured the belts wouldn't be able to hold him, especially the thin pink one on his left leg, but no matter how hard he strained the leather held, and he found himself tied down quite effectively without access being blocked to any region of his body. Kelly nodded, obviously pleased with her handiwork. She leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"I love you twice, Davey."

He smiled confidently.

"I love you twice too, Kels."

Without further ado, Kelly straddled his legs and sat down, creating enjoyable warmth where their bodies touched. The robe had parted below her waist, but his own engorged genitals blocked his view of her feminine virtues. She slowly leaned forward as she took his penis gently into her soft hand.

"Now Davey, I order you... to relax and enjoy yourself."

He smiled and said, "Well okay, but only because you made it an order."

She chuckled as their mouths made contact and they began a slow, tender kiss as she began just as tenderly masturbating him, her fingers just barely touching his skin, trailing up and down his shaft. A thought occurred in the back of Dave's mind:

I promised I'd do anything she asked me to without judging or making fun, but this is pretty standard, other than the belts. What's she up to?

For a moment, he considered that she had merely chickened out and they would be having a day of ordinary loving, and he felt a little disappointed that she wasn't being honest about what she wanted. Then she lightly dragged the tips of her fingernails all the way to the tip of the head, and he groaned, the thought evaporating. As they continued making out, her touch grew more firm, more determined, and it wasn't long before she was squeezing his shaft, pumping her fist, giving him a fairly straightforward handjob. Likely not what would have given her the highest pleasure, but Dave had been ordered to enjoy himself, and that was one order he intended to follow to the letter. As she continued beating him off, Dave felt his pleasure rising inside, his breath growing quicker, his scrotum tightening up. He was fighting it, but he wasn't going to be able to last much longer. He broke off the kiss to let her know, gentleman that he was.

"Oh God, Kelly, I'm gonna come..."

It was close, and approaching fast, like the light at the end of the tunnel. He relaxed his body, preparing to surrender to a rush of pure ecstasy - when without warning, Kelly simply let go of his penis. He bit his tongue to prevent a groan of displeasure as his raging hard-on, bouncing slightly against his belly, spasmed just once, a shiny white drop of pre-come forming on the tip.

"Not so fast, big brother, I have other plans."

He tried to keep the aggravation out of his voice as he said "Ohh, Kels, why did you have to stop right then?"

She winked at him again.

"Davey, if I wanted to give you a handjob, I wouldn't need to tie you down, now would I?"

"Well, okay, sis, but jeez, I was right on the edge that time! Are you trying to give me blue balls?"

"Sorry Davey, I'll pay more attention next time." She moved back, leaning down towards his groin, staring at his genitals with fascination obvious in her eyes. For the first time in a long time with Kelly, he felt embarrassed, mostly because of how very, very aroused he was.

"Wow, Davey, I've never seen it like this. It looks even harder than it does normally!"

He was starting to feel genuinely uncomfortable with her attention.

"Yeah, Kels, it's supposed to do that when I blow my load."

She turned her focus specifically to the pre that balanced precariously on the very end of his penis.

"And I don't get to see this too often."

"Yeah, well, some guys don't make a lot of that."

He loved Kelly, he really did, and he couldn't deny that the sight of her long brown hair wreathing his privates as she stared down at him was an extremely hot one, but something about the way she was acting was unnerving to him. She stayed right where she was, staring at his goods like they hid the secret of life, for quite a while, until he had cooled down slightly, his breathing slowed to normal, his furry sac drooping away from his body, and his orgasm no longer a hair's breadth away from coming to explosive fruition. When she had judged him appropriately calmed, she leaned even closer, looked him straight in the eye, smiled, and licked the pearl drop off of his tip with one wide stroke of her tongue. Dave had a thing for eye contact, she knew he did, it made him feel even better during just about every sex act they'd performed. So she wasn't surprised to feel his body shudder under her touch, watch his eyes bulge out, hear the sharp intake of breath the second tongue came into contact with penis.

She brought her tongue back into her mouth and made quite a show of swallowing the tiny amount of his genetic material, exaggerating the movements of her head and neck. His reaction was understandable.

"Holy shit, Kelly. I thought you hated the taste of my stuff!"

She nodded, conceding the point as she replied, "Yeah, it's still pretty bitter, but today is a special day, and that's a pretty small sample compared to what I've seen you produce."

Before he could even think of a response, she reached down, took his rod in her hand again, and kissed the head, before wrapping her lips around it and beginning to take his shaft into her mouth. Dave gasped out his appreciation as his sister began to give him the softest, gentlest suckling they'd shared in weeks. It wasn't just her tongue, lazily wrapping itself around his shaft and tickling his nerve endings, it wasn't the hot, wet, wonderful environment of the mouth that enveloped him, it wasn't even the way her teeth scraped ever so slightly over the belly of his penis, or the free hand she now applied to massaging his testicles. It was the fact that while she did all this, she never broke eye contact, and he could see the blatant adoration in her eyes that showed she was genuinely enjoying herself, enjoying making her brother feel so good. As torrents of pleasure flooded into his body from his groin, he strained against the belts, unable to move his hands more than a few inches from their current location. He'd been unconsciously trying to rub her ears as she worked on him, she loved it when he did that, but he realized that he was so tightly bound that even if he seriously wanted the act to stop, there wasn't a whole lot he could physically do about it. He stretched his back as best he could and lay back, once again feeling the pleasure build. He hadn't lasted as long this time, due to the earlier stimulation, but Kelly was the understanding sort, she wouldn't be mad as long as he warned her in time for her to avoid a mouthful of maybe-babies.

"Oh Kels, yes. I'm so close, k-keep going..."

But Kelly did not keep going. Once again, just as his breathing deepened, just as his testicles began moving upward in her hands, just before he reached the Point of No Return, she stopped all stimulation, letting his penis drop out of her mouth onto his belly with a wet splat, and unceremoniously letting his balls fall against his thighs. As he felt the build-up of pleasure begin to back up for the second time, he let out a groan.

"Ahhhh, damn it Kelly, you couldn't have picked a worse time! I was right there! Again!"

"Now, now, Davey. Today your body belongs to me, remember? My body, my rules. And my rules say I have to stop."

She was once again staring at his genitals as if she was studying a scientific specimen. He looked away, embarrassed, pretending to be fascinated by her lacy curtains. In doing so, he missed the subtle clue in her seemingly innocent statement and continued to bitch.

"Twice in a row, though? I'm not exactly having a blast over here."

She leaned forward, put a hand under his chin, and gently forced him to look at her.

"Come on, Davey. If I wanted to give you a blowjob, I wouldn't need to tie you down, now would I?"

Even in his current unfulfilled state, Dave noted that her response was near-identical to what she'd said before. That had to be part of whatever her plan was.

"Please, Kelly? I'm dying here. I promise I'll be raring to go again soon, I, uh, abstained all day yesterday so I'd be able to go longer today."

"I'm sorry, Davey, but I have to wait until you've cooled down a bit."

He assumed that she didn't understand how uncomfortable he was, what with her not owning a penis and all. His assumption was very, very wrong.

"Well than could you at least untie one of my hands, let me do it? Come on, just this once?"

She clicked her tongue sadly and took his face in her hands, her thumbs gently massaging his cheekbones.

"Poor Davey. Don't you realize? If I wanted to let you have an orgasm, I wouldn't need to tie you down..." His eyes widened as she finished the now-familiar sentence. "...now would I?"

Dave was certain he'd heard her wrong.

"...Wait, what?"

She released his face and returned her attention to his nads, which were by now quite uncomfortable even without the scrutiny.

"Poor little baby, needs to come so bad. I can tell just by looking at you."

As she spoke, she slowly trailed a single long fingernail along the bulging line of his urethra, causing him to gasp, writhe, and twitch.

"I didn't think I'd be able to, you know. But sure enough, I can tell. Look at all the veins; you'd think you broke a blood vessel."

She reversed directions and began scraping his main cannon in the opposite direction, significantly increasing his heart rate.

"I read about this quite a while ago, you know. I've always wanted to see if it's as satisfying as they say. The Internet was very helpful in planning this. It's called 'orgasm denial', and it's very simple."

Dave had never heard of this particular fetish, but its straightforward name put a deep, cold fear into his heart as she began lightly stroking with her whole hand, increasing his pleasure levels even as he tried to convince himself she was lying.

"It works like this. I tie you down, like so," She gestured to the belts, "and then I bring you to the very brink of climax, like so," She nodded to her hand, which was once again jerking him off with gusto. "And then, just before you actually get to the fun part, I stop... like so."

He had tried very, very hard to keep his face neutral and his breathing even as his orgasm approached, hoping to foil her fiendish plot. But as if by magic, she let go of his throbbing shaft at the very moment before ultimate release. Dave couldn't contain his disappointment, his breath escaping his clenched teeth in a hiss. She smiled benevolently as his reproductive system tried in vain to activate its primary purpose.

"Rinse and repeat."

"Ahhn... how? How did you..."

"The net was pretty vague on that, they said every guy's tells are different. Some gnash their teeth, some start breathing funny, some twitch their feet... the list goes on. So I started to study you, Davey. Think about it: How many times have I jerked you off? How many times have I given you head? And you were totally relaxed, not trying to hide anything from me. Poor Davey. I can read you like a book. No matter how much you try to hide it now, your delicious body will always betray you, and I'll always know exactly how much further I can push you before I have to stop."

"But, but why, Kelly? Why punish me like this?"

"Ohh, Davey, never seeing the big picture. This is going to be special for both of us. You see, watching you get more and more desperate for release, it's really, really turning me on."

As she spoke, she stood up and undid the cloth belt on her robe, letting it fall from her shoulders to the ground, revealing her lithe figure, covered only by her tabby fur. She reached down between her legs and spread her lips wide open, revealing that they were in fact quite damp.

"I haven't touched myself at all, Davey, this is all from you."

Somehow, he wasn't pleased with himself.

"And I understand that when I finally do let you get off, it'll be so much more powerful than a regular orgasm, you won't be angry at me for doing this to you."

"W-when is that going to happen? How long are you going to do this to me, Kels?" There was genuine fear in his voice. She grinned and looked thoughtful.

"Oh, I was thinking I'd keep it up until one-ish."

He automatically looked up to the clock on her wall, and groaned when he saw that it had a small blanket draped over it."

"One of the meaner websites I visited suggested I not let you know how much longer you have to go."

His ears lowered towards his head as he let out an involuntary whimper. Kelly sighed.

"Well, all right, but only because I love you." She tugged the blanket off the clock, and Dave almost wished she hadn't, as its digital readout clearly told him the time was 10:03 AM. He thought he felt his heart skip a beat as his sister moved back to her former position.

"T-three hours? Three hours? T-this is torture, Kelly!"

She smiled and winked.

"I know, but trust me, it'll all be worth it at my grand finale."

For the first time, he felt dread, not lust, enter his heart as Kelly reached towards his rigid penis.

"N-no! Don't do this to me, Kelly! Please! I-I don't want this! I-I..."

As she took his twitching flesh in one hand, she laid a single finger over his lips.

"Sssshhh... just lie back and enjoy it."

To his immense horror, he was soon denied a climax for the third time in ten minutes. She was serious.

"My God, Kelly, you have no idea what this is like for me, it - it's starting to hurt me, Kelly! My parts are starting to ache!"

"I know they are, baby. To answer your earlier question, yes, I am trying to give you blue balls."

He writhed around as much as his bonds let him, trying desperately to bring his throbbing erection into physical contact with something, anything to relieve the pressure. But from his seated position, and with Kelly sitting on top of him, he was trapped. As she shifted her position again, he strained his leg muscles, moving his hips to try to prevent her from getting her hands on the goods, but he was at her mercy, and she clearly had no intention of giving him any. Soon, he cried out in pre-emptive frustration as he began to feel the bliss of her tongue on his penis. He looked out at the clock again, and once again let out a whimper. It was 10:05.

And so it began. She built up a cycle, stroking him manually, followed by a cool down period, suckling him orally, then another cool down period, and then manual stimulation again. Despite his best efforts, there was nothing he could do to either finish himself off, or prevent her from teasing him. He tried everything he could think of to try to dissuade her, from pleading with her to stop during the cool down periods, to begging her to just let him come when she was working on him, to one point where he simply lay back and pretended to ignore her for about ten minutes. It didn't work, mostly because his increasingly upset body was not hiding any secrets from her. Finally he gave up and looked up at her, a pleading look in his eyes.

"Kelly, please. You're hurting me. I'm in pain right now. I just wanted to make you happy for your birthday, I didn't want you to-"

He was interrupted by a gasp as she once again shattered his orgasmic dreams, a string of saliva momentarily linking her mouth to his dark purple member. These cool down periods were the worst part; he could feel the ache in his jewels and his overall desperation growing even as he felt his current state of arousal ebbing away.

"You did promise to do anything I wanted, love. And 'anything' includes me not letting you get off. You know, Davey, that mean website suggested I add five minutes to the clock every time you protest or ask me to let you come. By my watch, we'd be looking at about five and a half hours by now."

Dave's eyes bulged out of his head, the blood draining from his face, but he remained silent, terrified that he'd never experience orgasm again. His sister leaned forward and mussed his hair, smiling reassuringly.

"Don't worry, Davey, I chose to ignore that suggestion too. I just wanted you to know, it could always be worse."

The clock read 10:46, and Dave was in Hell. He let out a whine, unaware he was even doing it.

"I think I'll switch things up a little, see if that makes you feel better."

She pushed up with her knees a little, raising herself off his legs and once again reaching down between her own.

"Wow, Davey, I'm soaked! I guess I'm enjoying this even more than I thought."

She pushed her butt down between his legs and lifted her own, tucking them behind his torso. She leaned back, spreading her knees as she did so, revealing her swollen labia for the second time that afternoon.

"Can you see alright, Davey? Good. I'm gonna give you a little break and put on a little show, just for you."

Without another word, she dipped a hand down between her legs and unceremoniously began playing with herself. Dave swallowed as he watched his beautiful sister twirl a finger around her own clit before dipping down into the wonderful pinkness that was just barely hidden from view. She let out a moan as she pushed two fingers deep into her vagina, bringing her free hand up to tweak her nipples. Dave would ordinarily have been ecstatic watching this, but his penis still lay against his belly, aching and ignored. He needed to come so bad that it was staying as hard as steel.

"God Davey, I'm just so horny right now. Not as horny as you, but still..." she trailed off as she began pumping her fingers in and out of herself, her thumb playing with her love button. Years of expertise and a thorough understanding of the pleasure spots on her body meant she was capable of giving herself a climax very quickly. She began to purr at about the same time Dave first noticed the scent in the air.

Oh sweet Jesus, no!

Kelly's personal scent was usually one of his favourite things in the world. But now as he inhaled that heady musk, he groaned, as it somehow made him even more desperate to come, every molecule in his body tingling with desire. He could tell that she wasn't just trying to hurt him, either: the fur on her thighs and hands was absolutely drenched with her slick juices. She really was getting off to this. As she continued to pleasure herself, he noticed her tail whipping back and forth behind her. Dave suddenly realized that his own tail was sticking out behind him, and was still free. He brought it up and around, wrapping it around the chair, letting it rest on his belly. He tried to wrap the tip around his manhood, but his tail was far from prehensile, and the best he could manage was to simply lay it atop his penis. Kelly let out a giggle in between gasps and moans.

"That's very creative, Davey, I didn't even think of that. Tell you what, if you can make yourself come like that, I won't stop it from happening, I promise."

Desperately, Dave rubbed his tail back and forth across his needy flesh, watching as his sister brought herself closer and closer to the joy she'd been denying him. He realized, to his great disappointment, that his plan wasn't going to work: his tail wasn't muscular enough to rub hard enough against his cock to give him the friction he needed to ejaculate. It felt like someone was rubbing a feather duster over his hard prong, and he cried out in frustration as he gave up. The light sensation had just been making it worse.

"I didn't think that would work, but it was a very good idea, Davey."

Her words were chopped up by her now rapid breathing, and though she opened her mouth to say something else, all that came out was a long moan as she tumbled over the Point of No Return, thoroughly enjoying the orgasmic bliss she'd been denying her brother. Her body shuddered, her eyes tightly shut, her fingers pumping into her and pulling her clit every which way. Finally she gave a gasp, and her juices flowed out copiously to soak into her brother's fur.

Normally, Dave would have followed up this show by cleaning up his sister with his tongue. Now, however, he was unable to move, and more importantly, wasn't sure whether he loved or hated her at the moment. The absolute, completely overwhelming need for release was burning through his veins, his entire being focused on the dull ache emanating from each of his testicles. Kelly grinned and stuck her hand back inside her for a moment, before leaning forward and smearing her fingers directly underneath Dave's nostrils.

"There we go. I know how much you love my scent."

Dave's entire body shuddered of its own accord; he was so damned horny he couldn't see properly. His penis spasmed and another pearl drop of pre-come was produced. He felt Kelly's hand on his flesh once again, but this time there was something different about it. It was slick. He looked down, saw how shiny his member was, and realized that she was using her own juices as lube, something he'd actually asked her to do in the past, only to be turned down as she sputtered in embarrassment. Her stroking was no longer unbroken, stopping every now and then to go back between her legs and "renew" her slickness. Dave let out a moan, he felt so very good, and he knew it could only get worse. Sure enough, the added lubrication wasn't enough to push him over the edge before she stopped. It was now that Dave realized exactly how far Kelly was willing to go to tease him. After barely waiting ten seconds, she leaned down and took his penis, still shiny with her own juice, into her mouth. He felt her tongue running up one side of his shaft and down the other. Very soon she had to stop again, and she blushed and smiled at him, licking her lips.

"You're right, Davey. I do taste pretty good."

Dave cried out his suffering with a wordless groan. Watching Kelly lick her own juices, not to mention another drop of pre, off of his cock was one of the single hottest things he'd ever seen. And she'd done it deliberately to tease him, to tantalize him with the possibility of pleasure he wouldn't receive. He was finding it hard to focus. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled.

"Look, Davey, it's eleven o'clock. I'm so proud of you for putting up with this for so long."

It's not like you gave me a choice, you little...

"I know it's uncomfortable, big brother, but just hang in there. Two more hours and then you can decide if you want to come."

Under what circumstances, in what crazy alternate universe, would I choose not to come at the end of this?

Kelly reached over to her desk and picked up her cell.

"I'm going to play a little game, Davey. I'm going to call Caitlin, because that's what friends do. And if you make a single sound that she can hear, I'm going to add half an hour to the clock."

He swallowed, horrified. He wanted to ask how long the call was going to be, but she hit one button, and then mouthed the words 'it's ringing.' His heart sank as his sister smiled widely.

"Hi, Caity! How're you feeling? Well, that's what you get for doing so many Jell-o shooters, silly bird."

Dave stared in silent horror, cursing whoever had invented speed dial as Kelly reached for his groin yet again. This time though, she didn't take hold of his penis, she simply grabbed his sac with a gentle touch, and began rubbing. After being brutally denied for so long, the soft, almost kindly feeling of Kelly massaging his scrotum was like a cool breeze on a hot summer's day. On the one hand, it lessened the ache ever so slightly. On the other, despite the fact that she was completely ignoring his cock, he was still getting turned on. It was building up much, much more slowly than usual and he realized that she'd be able to do this for a very long time without risking him boiling over, meaning she could focus on the conversation and still torture him. As she continued gabbing away at her friend, Dave wondered if she'd always had this sadistic streak, and if she'd just been hiding it. He wasn't sure he'd ever be able to trust her again. Yet despite this, he could still feel his love for her burning away in his heart, as strong as ever. For five minutes, she kept talking about nothing with her gal pal and massaging her brother's balls. Six minutes. Eight. Ten. By fifteen, Dave realized she was purposely asking questions she knew the heron would give long-winded answers to. He focused his attention on keeping his breathing low and even, not wanting to give his sister any excuse to drag out his suffering. He sometimes played with his balls when he masturbated, but he'd never ignore his penis while doing so, it would probably take him an hour or more to finish. His eyes were closed as he concentrated on his breath, and so he didn't notice when Kelly put the phone against her shoulder and freed up her other hand. He didn't notice her extending the claws on that hand.

He couldn't help but notice when she dragged the incredibly sharp tip along his penis, the pressure so light it wasn't hurting anything, just enough so that he felt the pinch. He gasped at the unexpected feeling.

"Did you just hear something, Caity?"

Three seconds passed in an eternity.

"Must have been my imagination then."

Dave relaxed, his body sinking to the fabric of the chair, as Kelly continued her seemingly endless conversation with her friend. This relaxation also made it easier for Kelly to begin Dave's newest experience, soon she had all five fingers caressing his aching member with her claws, never so much as nicking him, the movement so slow, so careful, that all he felt was overwhelming sensation. He had lost track of time, but the clock was behind her, and he didn't want to make eye contact while she played her stupid game, didn't want to give her the satisfaction of reacting. He had to admit, he was legitimately impressed by his sister's ability to multi-task, playing with his balls and taking care not to carve up his shaft at the same time as she was carrying on a conversation with Caitlin.

And so it went, her right hand squeezing and massaging his poor aching balls and their soft pouch, her left teasing him with the threat of scratches in a very sensitive area, and Dave twitched and shuddered as he tried so very hard not to make any noise, the pleasure building slowly but relentlessly within him as he was tortured by his love. Finally, Kelly released his genitals and hung up the phone. He'd been so intent on not moaning that he hadn't noticed her wrapping up the conversation.

"I'm so proud of you, Davey! I made it really hard for you there, and you had some close calls, but you won the game. No time will be added at all. I thought for sure you'd lose it when I got these out."

She laughed as she retracted her claws, and Dave glanced over at the clock. It was 11:30. He realized that she had made sure that the conversation was as close to thirty minutes as she could get.

"I'm sorry there's not a lot of variety in this, Davey. I'd like to try something new, but my boobs aren't big enough."

Ordinarily he would have argued that her breasts were exactly the right size (and it was true, he'd never gone for the huge-chested type) but at the moment he wasn't exactly feeling sympathetic.

"Tell you what, Davey. I know I just got off, but I'm really enjoying this."

She stood up and turned around, teasingly brushing his face with the tip of her tail. She pulled the lever on the side of the chair, and it sank back even further, so that Dave was practically lying horizontally.

"If you can get me off before I bring you to the edge again, I'll think about letting you come early. That's a promise, from me to you."

For the first time in hours, a glimmer of hope shone in Dave's heart. Maybe Kelly felt guilty about putting him through all that, and this was her way of giving him an out. She got into position above him, her glistening lips mere inches from his face, her breath warm on his straining cock.

"Give me everything you've got, big brother."

She lowered her lithe frame onto his body and immediately, he pushed his muzzle against her pussy, pushing his tongue deep inside her, licking at every part of her he could reach, devouring her hungrily, as if he were a starving feral dog fed a steak.

"Ooooh, Davey. You really do want to impress me, don't you?"

As he lapped up her freely-flowing juices, Dave was reminded of the very first time he'd ever eaten his sister out. He'd pressed against her hymen, not knowing what it was, and embarrassed both of them. That hadn't been a problem for a while now. The memory passed more quickly than usual, and Dave pulled back a little bit to play with Kelly's clitoris. It was a new experience, being totally unable to use his hands, and Dave found himself enjoying it, despite his burning need for release. So far Kelly hadn't so much as touched his penis, apparently giving him a much-needed head start, but now she lazily dragged one finger along his length. He shuddered as this mild stimulation affected him far more than it ordinarily would. Kelly wouldn't need to go to too much effort to finish him off. So he redoubled his own efforts, scraping his teeth gently against his sister's love button as he plunged his tongue into her depths. Her purring was already becoming audible as he licked at her walls and drank her delicious nectar, and it only became louder from there. Now Kelly finally leaned down and took his member into her mouth, dragging the very tip of her tongue around him, just barely touching him. When she suddenly sucked her cheeks in and enveloped every inch of him with warm, wet flesh, he moaned without pulling back, directly into her womanhood, which only amplified her own pleasure. It wasn't long, far sooner than Dave had expected, actually, that Kelly shuddered above him as she climaxed, her lips clamping down on the tip of his muzzle, releasing his cock as she moaned out, long and loud, at one with her orgasm. Dave still didn't stop licking, he wanted to make absolutely sure she was satisfied.

Finally she collapsed on top of him, panting heavily. Because the source was so close, her scent permeated every fibre of his being, and he couldn't think straight through his incredible arousal. Eventually, she pushed herself off him, stood up, and sat down on her bed, still breathing heavily. She looked over at him, her flushed face managing a tired grin.

"Holy shit, Davey. You really do need it bad, don't you? If I'd known you could eat me like that I would have tried this sooner."

He let out a whine, unable to hold it back.

"Please, Kelly, please."

She leaned against the wooden bracing at the foot of her bed, and smiled.

"Please what, dear brother?"

He winced. He'd asked her that question several times now when she was too embarrassed to directly tell him that she wanted to be eaten out, or that she wanted sex. He swallowed, both his pride and literally.

"Please let me come, Kels. Please! I need it, so very, very bad."

Her smile widened and she stood up, walking over to him. Once again, she sat on his lap, and once again, she took his penis in hand while her lips closed over his own. His kiss, like his earlier handiwork, was ravenous, like he had crossed the desert and been given water. All the while, her hand gently stroked him, not too fast and not too slow. He almost felt like crying in relief. After so long it was finally almost over. He closed his eyes as his pleasure mounted for what felt like the trillionth time, preparing to savour every feeling, every emotion, every muscle spasm, voluntary or otherwise. Slowly, agonizingly, his sister's tender hand took him to the ultimate brink between control and ecstasy... and released him.

As Kelly stood again, he let out an agonized cry of betrayal that did a pretty good job of expressing his feelings without words. She seemed content to simply watch him as he struggled once again against the belts.

"Why? God, why, Kelly? You promised me! You promised that I could come!"

With a click of her tongue and a shake of her head, she said, "I said no such thing. What I promised you was that if you made me come, I'd think about letting you come too. Well, I thought about it, and decided it would be a shame if we came so far to back out now. Hey, look at this! They're actually sort of blue! I thought it was just a name!"

As her soft laughter rang in his ears, Dave realized that she had only done it to build up his shattered hope - for the sole purpose of shattering it again. He closed his eyes, and resigned himself to suffering.

He left his eyes closed, and didn't verbally respond to anything she said, he simply lay back passively and let her have her fun, not even bothering to check the time anymore. He had been truly betrayed by the woman he loved, but somehow he couldn't make himself hate her. If he could hate her, it would almost feel worth it, for his revenge would be great. But he knew in his heart that somehow he still loved her dearly, and almost as bad as the pain in his groin was the knowledge that he was going to forgive her eventually. For that matter, he couldn't prevent his body from reacting to her touch, which made his pain all the worse. After a while, he started mewling like a kitten every time she stopped, but he had reached a point where his embarrassment could go no further. He had reached the limit of humiliation. Several more times, his penis spasmed, sending small amounts of pre into the world. However, Kelly continued using her hand, not removing the droplets. Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, he felt Kelly's hand on his shoulder.

"Davey? Davey? Are you there? Earth to Davey, urgent news: it's one."

He slowly opened his eyes, ignoring his sister's beaming visage, and saw that the clock backed her story up; 01:00 PM. He closed his eyes again, and said "You probably just changed it so I'd think you were ready to finish me off. You'll get me to the edge again and show me your watch as you stop."

His sister frowned.

"Davey, there's a big rule that says I'm not allowed to lie to you."

"You had no problem misleading me, though. And if I remember correctly, you said you'd keep going until 'one-ish'. You're gonna keep me like this until 1:59, aren't you?"

"Look at me, big brother."

Grudgingly, he did so. There was nothing but warmth in the depths of her soft brown eyes.

"I'm ready for you to decide, right here, right now."

"Decide what?" he said, drawing a complete blank.

"Whether or not you want to come, silly."

Now that she mentioned it, he did recall her saying something about that. Despite not wanting it to, genuine hope flared in his heart.

"Then I want you to make me come, please!"

She held up a hand, palm out.

"Hang on, Davey, I need to explain your choices."

She sat down on his thighs once more, looking down at his prone body, fur soaked through with sweat.

"You see, Davey, there are certain... conditions... that go with your decision here. Specifically, if you want to come, I'm going to make it happen... with my southern comforts."

It was one of the phrases she used because she was uncomfortable talking about her body. It seemed kind of out of place after what she'd been doing for the last few hours.

"I don't see a problem with that."

"Yes, well, if you go with that choice I'm going to do it before I stand up again."

"...What do you mean by that? Your condom stash is in your closet, you have to get up if-"

"Exactly, Davey. Exactly."

He blinked a few times, the horror of the situation dawning on him. Before he could speak up, she cleared her throat.

"There's more, big brother. If you choose not to come, I'm going to make you wait no less than twenty-four hours before I do let you get off. I'm not going to keep denying you the whole time, that would be amazingly cruel, but here's how it will go: I'm going to untie you, and let you get a shower, something to eat... whatever you want to do, you can go ahead and do it. Anything except orgasm. I'm going to follow you all day so I can make sure that you don't masturbate. I'll tie you to your bed before I go to sleep so I know you don't do it at night."

"Oh... oh my God... Kelly... you can't mean that..."

"I'm afraid I do, Davey. Your choices are as follows: If you want me to make you come, I'll do it right here, right now, but I'm going to make you do it inside me, without a condom. If you don't want that, your only option is to feel like this until one o'clock, tomorrow afternoon."

"Kelly... please... I love you. Twice, remember? Don't... don't do this to me..."

"I have to, Davey. You have to choose."

He swallowed, hard. The urge to do what felt good and the urge to do what was right had never before in his entire life been so loud, or so diametrically opposed. He closed his eyes and spoke softly.

"If those are my only options... then I don't want to come. I don't want to take the chance that you'll get pregnant. I love you too much to take that risk. I should have known this was just one more torture."

For a very long time, she said nothing, merely sitting there, breathing. So long, in fact, that he finally opened his eyes to look up at her. She had an odd look on her face that he couldn't read.

"Davey... I had no idea you felt that way... three hours of this... and you're still willing to go an entire day... for me. Well, here's the problem with that. See, I knew even though you promised to do whatever I asked, you wouldn't give me what I really wanted for my birthday, so I came up with this plan to make you more... open to the idea. It never occurred to me that you'd take the noble route."

He frowned and said "Wait a minute, how is taking a stupid risk like that related to what you really... you can't be serious, Kelly."

His eyes suddenly grew very wide with fear as a smile stretched across his sister's face, as she leaned forward and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"No, Kelly, tell me it's not what I think it is, tell me it's anything else, please!"

"Oh, Davey, you say you'll give me anything I want, but how could I just come out and say 'I want a baby'?"

He struggled against his bonds harder than ever before, as if his life depended on it. Kelly leaned forward and lightly lay down on top of him, her breasts squished between their chests, her face inches from his.

"Kelly, no! No! We can't! Y-you know we can't! Right after we admitted our feelings, it was you who said we shouldn't, remember? When I asked if we could go without a condom, you made fun of me, said I wanted to be an 'uncle-daddy', remember? You don't want your child to call you 'aunt mommy', do you?"

She placed a hand on his face, rubbing his cheek softly.

"Davey, when I said that, it was as a sister having a purely sexual relationship with her brother. What I'm saying now, I say as a woman in love with a man: I want to start a family with you."

He felt her hand on his dick once again as she aligned him with her love tunnel. He tried a different tactic.

"Kelly, stop it! We're way too young to start a family! We haven't even finished high school yet! Think of what people will think, you'll be the cheap whore who got knocked up at fifteen!"

She giggled, which seemed entirely out of place to her panicked brother.

"Did you forget already, Davey? I'm _six_teen now."

And she pushed down, her well-lubricated pussy sliding effortlessly over his steel-hard erection.

Dave gasped out loud, already fighting the pleasure with every bit of strength he had left. He couldn't give up. There was too much at stake.

"Kelly, if this is a prank, stop it now. There was pre on me, you could already be pregnant! Please, get off me!"

Very, very slowly, she lifted her hips, sliding up to his very tip - before just as slowly pushing back down.

"I believe you mean 'get me off', brother."

"Jesus, Kelly! Have you lost your fucking mind?! We can't - no, we shouldn't have a child! Ever! We're brother and sister! Have you forgotten what that means?"

He moaned in equal parts pain and pleasure as she made another single pump, her tail swinging excitedly behind her.

"Davey, I've told you; I don't care what the world thinks about our relationship, if they can't see that it's beautiful then they-"

He interrupted, desperately trying to hold off his orgasm.

"I'm not talking about people's opinions! Our DNA is too similar! If we have a baby, it could come out retarded or deformed!"

"Are you saying you would love your own child less if it was disabled? Shame on you, David Parrish."

She pumped him again and this time didn't stop, keeping the pace very slow, as if to help him last. He knew, though, that no matter how hard he tried, no matter how strong his resistance was, if she didn't stop, she would win. It was out of his control: he'd heard of cases where rape victims orgasmed because they'd been manually stimulated by their attackers. That gave him an idea.

"Kelly, I asked you to stop, and I meant it. If you keep going, it will be against my will, and that will be rape. You're raping me, Kelly!"

"Oh stop being so melodramatic, Davey. You want this so badly you can taste it."

Dave blushed; she had read him like a book. Even as his mind tried to fight the pleasure, his body was begging him to give in.

"I know what your real problem is. You're scared."

You bet your ass I'm scared!

"I know we're young, Davey, but we love each other. I think if we really try at it, we can make it work. I know we can."

He could feel his climax building, but he had to hold back. The irony occurred to him: If someone had told him half an hour ago that before the day was up he'd be trying not to come, he'd have thought them completely insane.

"It's so exciting to think about it, Davey; very soon, there will be a life growing inside me. A brand new life, made from the best parts of both of us."

She leaned forward, embracing him more completely, their cheek fur mingling as her hips kept their slow, steady pace. He heard her voice whispering in his ear.

"Go ahead, Davey. It's okay. I want this. Give little sister Kelly what she wants. Give her a nice, warm batch of her big brother's maybe-babies."

He was so close, so very close. Her voice, soft as her fur, was just making it harder to resist.

"N-n-no... don't make me d-do this... K-Kelly, please..."

"Do it, Davey. Give in. You know you want to. I'm asking you to do it. Help me start our family. Knock me up."

That did it. Dave felt himself cross the Point of No Return, and he let out a sound that started out a plaintive howl of despair, and ended as a shameful cry of release.

_ "Nooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhh..."_

Kelly wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight, running her fingers through his hair and whispering encouraging words into his ear as he twitched and shuddered, ejaculating helplessly within her, spreading pulse after pulse of potent seed into her fertile body.

"That's it, Davey. That's it. I'm so proud of you. Let go. Let it all out. Just ride the pleasure. Oh my, it's so warm... Sssshhhh, it's okay, it's okay, everything is going to be just fine. Yes... come inside me, Davey. There's no need to hold back. We're going to be the best parents ever, I'm just certain of it."

After being denied for so long, Dave's orgasm was longer, harder, and more productive than usual. He could feel himself spurting into her unprotected pussy long after a normal orgasm would have ended. The massive release took so much out of him, and combined with the mental realization of what he'd just done, it caused him to shut down. He simply stopped thinking, staring off into space, as Kelly purred on top of him. If he were a computer, he would have been displaying the Blue Screen. He lay there, practically comatose, even as Kelly undid the belts and freed his limbs at last. She whispered in his ear as she worked.

"Thank you so much, Davey. I can't believe we're going to have a baby. I was thinking 'Millicent' if it's a girl and 'Edward' if it's a boy, what do you think?"

Dave continued lying still, mind completely empty, until he felt the odd sensation of his own semen draining out of her and slowly running down the sides of his scrotum. It was as if that had pressed the reboot button on his brain, and he started thinking again. He reached up, his arm muscles sore from fighting the restraints for so long, and roughly pushed his sister off of him. He stood up and faced the door, unable to bring himself to look at her as he spoke. If he did, she'd see that it hurt him at least as much as it would hurt her.

"Kelly... if you... if you really did just... you know... I'll support your decision, whatever it is. If you want to end it, I'll... I'll help you find a place to do that. If you want to give the baby up for adoption, I won't stop you. And if you want to go through with it... I'll stand by you, even if you don't want to tell the world it's mine."

He forced the quaver out of his voice as he finished his speech.

"But Kelly... whatever happens, you... you violated me. I don't think we should be together anymore."

He took one step towards the door, and as predicted, he felt her arms on his shoulders.

"Davey, wait!"

He shook off her grip and walked out the door.

"Kelly, let go of me. I can't forgive you for what you did."

Even if I still love you.

"Davey, you don't understand!"

He ignored her and started walking down the hall. He heard her following him, but refused to look.

"I'm so sorry, Davey! I-I read this story online about this woman who denied her husband all afternoon and then forced him to come before he was allowed to, and he loved her so much afterward, it-it just sounded so wonderful, I wasn't thinking! Please, Davey, listen to me! I didn't think about it only being a story! I didn't think about how he wouldn't really have loved her even more afterward! It was just a game! I just got carried away!"

That got his anger flowing. He spun to face her.

"Carried away? Carried away?! Kelly, because of your little fucking game, you could actually be pregnant right now! Do you even understand how big a deal that is? I actually wish you had lost your mind and wanted a baby, because doing what you just did for shits and giggles is so, so much worse!"

Before he could storm off, she fell to the floor, wrapping her arms around his right knee, and literally begged at his feet.

"Davey, I never meant to hurt you so bad! I-I stole a birth control pill from Caity's place last night, I just wanted you to want to resist at the end, I didn't want you to hate me!"

There were tears glistening in her eyes.

"Davey, I'm so sorry, I love you so much! I'd do anything for you, I'd die for you, just please don't leave me!"

She pushed her face into his leg and began weeping bitterly. He stood there a moment, wondering how their parents would respond if they walked into the house to see their naked offspring in this pose. There were so many conflicting feelings running through his body he wasn't sure whether he should respond as the comforting brother, the beleaguered lover, or the potential father to an unwanted child. And then her words finally reached his brain. He knelt down awkwardly, so he was closer to her, and laid a hand on her face. She looked up instantly, her skin red and puffy, visible under the fur circling her eyes.

"Kelly, you just said you stole a birth control pill... are you telling me you're safe?"

"Oh yes, Davey, yes! I looked it up, it's almost as safe as wearing a condom! I didn't think it through, I never meant to hurt you, it was just making me so hot that I never stopped to think about how it would make you feel. I promise you, I'm safe! I'm not going to get pregnant!"

She seemed to grow tired, as if the fear of losing him had taken a lot out of her. However, there was still a healthy fear in her eyes as she asked, "Are you going to leave me?"

He took a deep breath and was quiet. Then:

"You're just lucky that I love you, you silly girl."

She released his leg and lunged at him, wrapping him in a tight hug, practically knocking him over.

"Oh thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

She kissed him on the cheek, and asked one last question.

"So you're not mad?"

"You know, I should be furious, and we're definitely going to have a long talk about this later, but right now I'm just so relieved that I'm not going to be a father yet that I just don't feel like yelling. Just promise me you'll never do anything like that without telling me in advance first, okay?"

The words were barely out of his mouth when she said "Oh of course Davey! I promise!"

They continued hugging for a few seconds more, their emotions trying to return to normal, when Dave asked another question.

"You said you stole that pill from Caitlin, right?"

She nodded.

"They come in those round dispenser packages, right? Won't she notice that one's missing?"

She giggled softly, despite how upset she'd been just a few minutes before.

"She's already noticed, Davey, she mentioned it when I called her. She has two sisters, she's just assuming one of them took it."

He smirked and hugged his lover tighter.

A few hours later, after they'd both showered and had some time to cool off, they had had that discussion about how far was too far, and they both felt better about it. Now, they lay on the couch, much as they had a couple of days in the past.

"So you're really, really not going to leave me, Davey?"

She seemed to have trouble grasping the concept.

"Seems you're stuck with me. It's lucky that I love you more than once, mmm?"

"Good thing I love you right back."

His face turned serious for a moment.

"Kelly, I think it would be best if we backed off for a few days. It may be a while before you can touch me without me wondering if you're going to hurt me."

"I understand."

"I can guarantee we'll be back to normal soon, though."

She took his tail in her hands playfully.

"And why is that?"

He grinned, showing his fangs.

"Because my birthday is in two months."