Thread: With Brother's Guidance [Kiari03 + DOM]

Ji- uh, Master ...? The maid said tenetively as she approached the entryway of the den. Jim looked up intently and nodded towards the open bar set against the wall, and watched as Liza nervously handled the bottle and scooped out the ice while preparing him a drink. He leaned back in his soft leather chair behind his oak desk and watched her approach with the drink in her trembling hand. He spread his legs and unzipped his pants Do you still enjoy going to school here in America, Liza? he asked meaningfully as he took a sip from his glass. She nodded anxiously as she dropped to her knees for the usual. Nothing more need be said to her, he had demonstrated before that he had the power to give her a career or to send her back to her country's civil war. After she was done he set down his mostly finished drink and pushed her shoulders roughly away, causing her to fall back clumsily, her legs spread before him, a sight more demonstrating a lack of coordination and grace than eroticism. Get up he said with quiet disgust and pushed the drink forward. Tell me about her. She -she said nothing. Really Liza said, seeing the disbelief on his face. I think the young miss is troubled by ...I do not know what she is troubled by. the woman said, seeing the expression on his face darken. She seems open to me. If you like, I may befriend her -gain her trust...? Jim finished the last of the drink and stood up. He looked at the maid, now standing appraisingly. Did she reach out to you? he asked, looking at her intently. The woman hesitated and then quietly nodded. I see -walk with me, Liza Jim said and walked out from behind the oak desk. Behind him, the woman scurried to keep up as Jim raced to his sister's doorway. Finally reaching it they entered together as Jim opened the door. Kaytlin. Jim said gruffly as he entered the room Up. Get up. NOW. he said, raising the inflection of his voice, but never yelling. I am your father until you become a legal adult he said quickly, bruskly looking intently into her eyes. If I should choose, I could have you sent to one of the best universities in the country -for anything you want. Alternately, if you fail to obey me -I can have you committed to a private insane asylum. A very nasty one -ask Liza. Jim jerked his head in the maid's direction and the young woman jumped, flinching at the memory it is very nasty place the woman said in a soft, lost little girl voice, obviously lost in memory. Jim turned to Liza. Liza, turn around and lean over the dresser there he said, pointing to the antique dresser. Liza sprinted and leaned forward, exposing her naked ass and crotch to Kaytlin and Jim. Jim had pulled his belt loose as he had talked to Kaytlin and looked into his sister's eyes as he walked over to the hapless maid. Liza is a refugee here, and she wants only to get an education you want to be a nurse, isn't that right, LIza? Seeing the belt Liza nodded quickly with gritted teeth. On my say-so she can go back to the war and fighting in her country, or she can continue to enjoy my patronage. Jim held the belt loop up for Kaytlin to see you may fight getting spanked -but she cannot fight it he said and then with a quick movement turned, raised his hand above his head and then twisted his torso around and brought the belt down on the young maid's ass -causing the woman to scream loud and involuntarily. You're taking Kaytlin's lashes, Liza -remember that. Remember that the next Jim brought his arm up again and smashed the belt down on the woman's buttocks ...time you think of trusting her with your 'friendship'! he brought his arm up and then smashed the belt down on the woman's ass once again. Jim stood back, exhaling, both winded and exhilirated from the blows he delivered. I can beat the hell out of her every time you step out of line, sister. And I will. Think about that, and think about how much you can really trust someone whom you bring pain to... And with that, Jim turned and left the two young women alone in her bedroom and walked quickly back to the den to pour himself a drink.