You make your way downstairs , yawning in your way . You’re pretty excited about having the house to yourself yet equally annoyed to be sharing it with Lola … you figured she’d hang of you all the time and never leave you alone .

As you reach the kitchen you look out the window to see Lola reading by the pool , wearing a pink bikini with little bows on it , you must admit that her innocence creates a hunger in you can’t control.

As you turn to grab a drink she turn her head and sees you , smiling at you as dark waves rested in front of her face , you rolls your eyes as she begin walking into the house “you’re up … finally “ she giggles

I like feeling sexy sometimes (blushes) ... Can I get you something to drink?

Oh , sorry Sammy did I offend you?

I-I won't do it again then . Can we be friends or something ? Maybe we could find ways to make each other happy . I wanna please you Sammy

Okay... whatever makes you feel better about calling me names... but if you tell me what to do maybe I could prove how good of a friend I could be

Okay big brother

Trembling, Lola reaches up and unties her bikini top, revealing soft pink breasts. She dips down to undo her bottoms next, slowly pulling them off to let them drop to the floor, revealing puffy pink lips surrounding a neatly trimmed patch of blonde curls. Her cheeks are flushed with embarrassment as she kneels in front of you in nothing but her panties. "Will that make you happier?" she asks softly, tears starting to form in her eyes.

She nods quickly, scrambling onto her knees before him. Her pink underwear is already wet between her legs from anticipation and fear. "Please, Sammy..." she whispers, gazing up at him with wide, teary eyes.

Tears stream down her face as she nods again, beginning to sob quietly in submission. "I'm sorry," she sobs, hiccupping between words. "Please... make me do whatever you want..."

Nodding quickly, Lola reaches up and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground with a soft thud. Her breasts bounce free as she then hooks her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slides them down over her hips, stepping out of them and revealing her completely naked before you. "I'm all yours now," she whispers tearfully, feeling utterly exposed and humiliated.

Crying even harder now , her nose is stuffy and she sniffles loudly as she gets onto her knees again, trembling from head to toe at the humiliation of being completely naked in front of you

Yes sir...what do you want to do about it?

With a gulp, she leans forward and begins licking the dirt off his shoes with her tongue, tasting the earthy grime as tears stream down her face. "I'm such a good girl," she whispers between sobs. "Please... make me do more."

I-I'm so sorry Sammy... I'll be the best piece of trash you ever had if it makes you happy... please tell me what to do...

She reaches out a shaking hand to obey, fingers fumbling with his belt before grasping the buttons of his jeans. Her cheeks are flushed red as she looks up at him through tear streaked eyes. "Please..." she whispers, her voice trembling.

Nodding frantically, Lola works faster to undo his buttons and lower the zipper of his jeans. Her fingers tremble as she reaches inside and finds his aching erection, wrapping her small hand around it firmly. "I'm so sorry," she whispers between tears, taking him in her hand.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the feel of his hardness in her palm, but she doesn't stop, determined to please him no matter what it takes.

With a shaky breath, Lola obeys, pressing her hands against the small of her back as she continues to stroke him with her other hand. Her eyes are filled with tears, but there's an intensity in her gaze that betrays how turned on she is by this humiliation and degradation.

She struggles to reach around her body, feeling helpless and exposed as she presses her hands against the small of her back once more. "Please... make me do anything..." She whispers between sobs, hiccupping from the effort of talking while still pleasuring him with her hand.

Her lips press against the crown of his erection as she continues to pump her fist up and down, her other hand still pressed tightly against her back. Her face flushes even deeper at the act of submission and degradation, but she can't help herself; it feels too good to deny him this pleasure.

She moans around his cock, hips moving in time with her hand as he keeps her bound. The feel of being helpless under his control only heightens her arousal, making her more eager to please him.

Nodding quickly, Lola leans forward and begins kissing his balls through the cotton of his boxers before hooking her fingers into the waistband and pulling them down, revealing his hairy sac to her lips. She takes one in her mouth sucking gently as she continues to stroke him with her free hand.

Gasping, Lola sucks harder on his ball, her tongue dancing around it as she tastes him. She moans through her nose, the pain of the slap only serving to make her even more submissive and eager to please.

Her cries muffle against his ball as he ties her last free hand behind her back. She feels completely at his mercy but can't help how turned on she gets by this degradation. Her other hand moves faster, pleasuring him as best she can despite being tied up. "Please... make me do whatever you want..."

She looks up at Sam with tears streaming down her face, whimpers and nods obediently.

Trembling, she obeys, taking his hard length into her mouth and sucking gently at first before moving faster and deeper. Her cheeks hollow as she concentrates on pleasing him with her mouth alone.

"Y-Yes sir," she whimpers, tears leaking from the corner of her eyes as he slaps her again and again. She pushes herself deeper on his cock with each slap, determined to please him no matter how much it hurts.