7 Days of Incest/Day 1/Hotdog her Ass/Set the Record Straight
You lay there resting for just a moment, before slowly getting to your feet and looking your sister over. Rose seemed fine enough, all things considered. She just sat there rubbing her wrists to soothe herself, a look of dumbfounded disbelief on her face as her mind spun its wheels trying to process what just happened. You had half a mind to just leave her be for now, but the gremlin in your head wisely pointed out that you needed to take steps to ensure this didn't backfire... give her something to latch onto. You cleared your throat, causing her to snap out of her trancelike state.
"Consider this your punishment for playing the music too loudly," You said in a commanding tone. "Now here's what's going to happen... You're going to stand up, turn that music back on at a reasonable volume." You're not sure why, but you are already starting to enjoy this new You. Years of having to deal with Rose's bullshit among all the other crap you had to deal with in life had finally stiffened your backbone. And now, you were done taking it. Its was your turn to have some fun. Your little sister wasn't going to talk back to you or ignore what you say, she'd be obedient or there'd be concequences.
"No," Rose growled protest, as she glared daggers at you. "You're not..." For a moment, she seemed to be back to her usual self already, but there was something different... a hint of actual fear in her eyes.
"Just shut up and do as I say!" You cut her off in a loud voice before toning it back down. "Or should I go ahead and tell the police?"
Your sister breaks eye contact with you at that, but then her hands ball into fists. "No... I won't..."
"Excuse me?" You ask incredulously, as you try to remain in control, "You won't what?" Holding Rose's gaze, you take a deep breath and flash her your most confident. "I wonder what music they're gonna play in jail when they welcome such a cute, young girl like you."
"Wha... what?" Rose's voice was shaky as she quickly realized that you were serious about all of this. Slowly her eyes drift submissively back towards the floor.
"You heard me," You pressed as you reached into your pocket and took out your phone. "Now get up and turn that music back on."
This was a day for the history books, and you wanted to savor every single moment of it. The day Jake Rodgers tamed his bratty little sister and saved the world... all because of an incest fetish and was just a bit too horny for his own good. You needed something to remember it by. A picture or a video maybe you'd jack off to it later, or perhaps you'd use it as additional blackmail. In either case, as Rose picks herself up off the floor, you aim your camera right at her backside.
"Say cheese!" You taunt as you press the button right as your sister tries to pull her tight panties over her curvy, cum-covered ass.
"What...?" Rose turns her head, only to be blinded by the flash of the camera. "What the fuck did you just do?!"
"Just taking a picture for the scrapbook," you respond, eyes wide with mock innocence as you holding out the picture for both of you to see. By sheer dumb luck (or skill, your mind notes smugly) the timing was just perfect. You had caught her pushing up her soft butt cheeks in a way that emphasized their size... as if she were some model doing a lewd pose. If this got out, she'd be the laughing stock of the entire school.
"Wow, sis," You whistle. "This almost makes it look like you wanted it."
"Sh...Shut up!" She says, her face turning tomato red.
"Hmmm... I wonder what would happen if I showed this to Nichole and Bayley, or even Mom and Dad?" You laugh, holding your finger over the share button.
When she hesitates, you press it, getting ready to send it to Mom and Dad, just one click away from ruining her life, and maybe yours as well. It is a bluff of course, you had no intention of actually sending it. Not that she needs to know that, You think as she stares you down, the tension in the air rising as the seconds tick by. Just as quickly as your newfound confidence had arrived, it was really being put to the test.
Come on... come on... just give up! You start to panic, barely holding onto your poker face as your stubborn ass sister keeps holding your gaze. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of nervous wavering, Rose slumps forward in defeat and the tension in the room evaporates.
"Fine," She mutters out, "What do you want?"
What is your plan for Rose?