I had just finished showering after doing my chores and was on my way to the gym to play basketball with the guys. When I passed through the living room I noticed my younger sister Marie sitting on the couch. All she was wearing was bikini underwear with a jean jacket that was open in the front and barely covering her naked breasts. Mother forbids her to dress like that, especially in front of me. Her head was resting on the back of the couch with her dark hair fanned out and cascading down the front of it. But the main thing I noticed was her bare feet resting on the coffee table. That's a huge no no in our house. Mother has a non debatable rule that you never put your feet on the furniture. I love to annoy Marie and get her ass into trouble, so this was a perfect opportunity to get on her case and have some fun. "You know mom doesn't allow you to dress like that Marie. And you better get your bare feet off of the coffee table or mom will have your ass." "Shut up and mind your own business Richard." She spitefully replied. "Why are you just sitting there watching television? Didn't mom tell you to do the laundry and wash the dishes?" I asked. "I'm not in the mood to put up with your crap Richard so you better back off." She said giving me an icy glare. "To bad Marie. I'll tell mom you didn't do what she said and you'll get into trouble. So you better get to work." I answered with a grin. "I'm sure you will Richard you always were a mamas boy. Now get lost."

She knows I hate it when she calls me that. "Stop calling me a mamas boy Marie. If you say it again your ass is mine." I angrily threatened. "Ohhhh I'm so scared. Now beat it mamas boy before I pull your pants down and spank your little butt." "Dammit Marie I mean it. Now knock it off before I hurt you." "Make me mamas boy." She challenged. I couldn't believe she said that. Marie is only sixteen years old and weighs about 120 pounds. While I'm a twenty year old man and seventy pounds heavier. She couldn't possibly think she could stop me if I wanted to shut her up. "This is your last warning Marie. If you call me a mamas boy one more time I'm gonna kick your ass." "Don't make me laugh Richard. You couldn't whip me if I had my arms tied behind my back. Now shove off or I'll prove it to you mamas boy." She said without even looking up.

That was the last straw. "You asked for it Marie." I said as I charged at her. She sat there like she didn't have a care in the world and continued to watch TV. When I got there and reached for her my life was virtually changed forever. Marie's arms were stretched out on the back of the couch. Just as I went to grab her she doubled up her fist and crushed the side of my jaw with a sledge hammer right. "SMMMACK!" I instantly dropped to my knees next to the coffee table with the left side of my head resting on her lower leg. Marie used her left foot to push my head forward until my face was right up against her right foot. Then she crossed her slender ankles and hooked her feet together so she could firmly keep me pinned down. My mouth was flush against her silky soft skin and my nose was flattened to my face by her toes. She was easily able to put me in her foot hold without any resistance because I was completely stunned by her punch. In less then five seconds I was down on my knees and at the mercy of my sixteen year old sister. Marie put her arms on the back of the couch again and looked down at me with a smile.

"Snap out of it mamas boy so you can see the hold I've got you in." She said as she gently shook me with her feet. I slowly came out of my stupor and opened my droopy eyes. When I realised my face was mashed against her disgusting foot I fought like a wildcat to get loose. But Marie had me securely pinned down and under control. "What's the matter mamas boy are you to weak to get out of my hold?" She asked taunting me. "MMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" My response was garbled because her foot was tightly pressed against my red face. "I thought you were supposed to be strong and tough Richard. So why can't you get out of my hold and escape? I'm not even using my hands and arms to keep you pinned down. You're a twenty year old man and I'm only a sixteen year old girl. But it looks to me like I'm a lot stronger then you are. Like I said Richard, you're just a weak little mamas boy. I can't wait to tell the kids at school I beat up my older brother. I'll bet they'll really get a kick out of it. Don't you think so you little wimp?" "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" Was all I managed to say.

When I heard Marie laughing at me I increased my efforts to free myself. I used every bit of strength I had in an attempt to separate her legs or pry her feet apart. But nothing I tried worked. Her legs were to strong and her feet were firmly locked in place. "I wish you could see yourself Richard. It's really funny watching you struggle to get my foot out of your face. How does it smell by the way? I took a shower this morning but I've had my shoes and socks on all day. I'll bet it stinks a little doesn't it? It's a shame you're not man enough to out wrestle a sixteen year old girl. I guess you'll just have to smell my foot until I decide to let you go. Because your puny muscles don't have any strength in them. I really feel sorry for you Richard. Everyone is gonna laugh and make fun of you because your little sister can beat you up. What a wuss." She teased.

I knew how embarrassed I would be if Marie told her friends she beat me in a wrestling match. Especially if they found out she only had to use her legs and feet to keep me under her control. I had to get out of her hold and beat her or I would never be able to show my face again. So I resumed my efforts with renewed determination. Marie smiled when she saw me panic and tightened her foot against my face. Her soft skin and strong toes shut off most of my oxygen and it was hard for me to breathe. With her foot smothering my face and me exerting a lot of energy to try and break her hold, it wasn't long before I started feeling dizzy. "It's getting easier to keep you pinned down Richard. And it wasn't difficult to begin with. Your useless struggles are getting weaker by the second. Do you have any strength at all in those great big arms of yours? It's like I'm wrestling with a little boy. Are you really that weak mamas boy? Or are you about to pass out and take a nap?" She asked giggling.

Fear and shame quickly spread throughout my body at the horrifying thought of Marie putting me to sleep with her feet. She would tease me for the rest of my life and never let me forget it. And she would be sure to tell everyone we knew how she easily beat me up and humiliated me. I couldn't let that happen. I just couldn't. But constantly struggling to break her hold was wearing me out. And I was fighting to keep my eyes open because I was really getting drowsy. Despair set in and I felt like crying. "OK mamas boy I'm gonna loosen my feet so you can breathe. I don't wanna put you to sleep yet because I'm having to much fun making a fool out of you. So take some deep breaths and get a good whiff of my foot." Sadly for me that's exactly what I had to do. I instantly sucked air in my lungs and the disgusting aroma of her stinking foot filled my nostrils. "That's it Richard. You like smelling my foot don't you? Maybe I'll let you kiss it after I finish showing you who's boss. Would you like that mamas boy?" She asked laughing at me.

I knelt there trying to devise a plan of escape while I waited for my breathing to return to normal. Unfortunately Marie loved being in control and wasn't through toying with me. I was gathering my strength for another attempt at freedom when Marie decided to completely humiliate me while I was at her mercy. She began to rub her soft skin and toes over my mouth and nose while giggling like a young school girl. When I grabbed her smooth sole and tried to rip it away, she tightened her legs and mashed her foot against my face again. "Oh no you don't mamas boy. Take your hand off of my foot and leave your arms down by your side. Or I'll smother you to sleep and put my toes in your mouth while you're out cold. We both know you're not strong enough to get out of my hold so you better pay attention. Now do as I say before I knock you out." She scolded. I refused to listen and continued to pry on her ankle and foot. "I warned you Richard. Say good night mamas boy you're going to sleep."

Her ridged toes flattened my nose to my face and her creamy soft skin completely covered my mouth. Suddenly there wasn't any oxygen getting through and I couldn't breathe at all. I panicked and started to flop around like a fish out of water while I frantically clawed at her legs and feet. But she was simply to strong and her hold was secure. Eventually my eye lids got heavy and began to droop, while my fierce struggling turned weak and pathetic. "That's it Richard. Stop fighting it and close your little eyes. Yeah there you go. You're such a good boy." A few seconds later my hand slipped off of her foot to lifelessly flop down on the coffee table. Marie put me to sleep with no trouble at all.

Marie released me from her hold and grabbed me by the hair. Then she dragged my sleeping body to her so I was kneeling at her feet. "SLAP!..SLAP!" She roughly slapped me awake and smiled as she got right in my face. "Are you gonna keep your mouth shut from now on mamas boy? Or do I have to show you who's boss again?" She asked in a no nonsense tone. I hadn't fully recovered my senses and was still worn out from losing the battle with her foot. But the arrogant sound in her over confident voice really pissed me off. I doubled up my fist and tried to hit her in the mouth to shut her up. But Marie easily slapped my pathetic punch aside and numbed my jaw with a powerful left cross. "SMACK!" The solid punch almost knocked me out. "You just don't learn do you?" Marie shoved my face down to the floor and put me back in her foot hold. Now I looked even more ridiculous with my head trapped between her feet and my ass sticking straight up in the air. "I've had it with you mamas boy. You're gonna smell my foot until you learn to behave. And if you ever try to hit me again I'll paddle your ass until you can't sit down." Marie got comfortable and calmly waited for me to pass out. I didn't disappoint her.

Despair filled my aching body when I regained my senses and saw I was still pinned down in her foot hold. I couldn't get out of it the first time when I had both arms to struggle with and pretty decent leverage. Now my left arm was trapped between her legs and the couch and my bent over body was in such an awkward position I couldn't get a firm grip on her foot with my right hand. But I continued to violently struggle because I absolutely refused to let Marie win. Unfortunately all I did was wear myself out again. "You really are pathetic Richard. Your arms are big and muscular but you don't seem to have any strength in them. My girl friends put up a better fight then you have so far and a couple of them are only fifteen. If I had known you was this weak I would have beat you up a long time ago. What a pussy." I was on the verge of crying because of her taunting mouth. No matter what I tried I couldn't break her fucking hold. And I was beginning to get sleepy again for lack of oxygen. Self pity set in and I began to hate myself for being such a loser.

I was so focused on trying to escape her foot hold I was completely taken by surprise when Marie suddenly released me and dragged me up on my knees by my hair. "This will help you snap out of it you little wimp." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" She brutally slapped my face back and forth while I knelt there in a daze. When I was alert enough to focus my attention I fired a tremendous punch with the intention of knocking her fucking block off. Marie pulled her head back to make me miss and drilled me over the right eye with a hard left. "SMMMACK!" The devastating punch really scrambled my senses. My blurry eye balls were rolling around like a pin ball machine and my brain was in shock. I was helpless to stop Marie when she jerked my head down over her right thigh and crossed her left leg over her right to pin me there. Due to my semi conscious state, my struggles to get out of her hold were pitifully weak. In less then a minute I was unconscious and hanging there like a lifeless rag doll. Marie gave me a gentle push and I slowly slid down her leg. I ended up lying on my stomach in the floor in front of her. She wrapped her feet around my face again and settled back on the couch with a smile.

When I came to I realized my situation was hopeless. Marie had knocked me out three times and I was defenseless to stop her if she decided to do it again. I just didn't have the courage to resist her any more. My sixteen year old sister had bent my will to hers and turned me into a pathetic coward. The truth of that realization stabbed me like a knife in the heart and I became deeply depressed. I hated myself when I started crying but I felt completely lost. "My feet are getting wet mamas boy are you crying?" I was to humiliated to answer her. "I should be ashamed of myself for being such a bully. It's not nice to pick on little boys who are to weak to fight back. I guess you're not a man after all. That's a pity." She said taunting me. Unfortunately she was right. I didn't feel like a man anymore. Marie was younger and smaller and a lot less muscular then I was. But she was easily handling me like I was a pussy and I couldn't stop her. I was helplessly pinned down in her foot hold for the third time and didn't have the strength to free myself. All I could do was shamefully cry my heart out.

"Man oh man this is great. I can't wait to see every one's face when they find out my tough talking older brother is nothing but a big cry baby." That embarrassing statement helped me find the courage to try and escape again. But Marie firmly tightened her foot hold and calmly sat back while she waited for me to exhaust my energy. In less then a minute I gave up struggling and completely surrendered. Marie yanked me up on my knees so she could look into my tear filled eyes. "Are you going to behave yourself mamas boy?" She sternly asked. "Yes.. M.Marie." I submissively answered. "Good. Now I want you to slide my big toe in your mouth and suck on it. Understand?" "Noooooooo. Please.. Marie." I whimpered. "Don't argue with me Richard you're not man enough. I can put you back in my hold and make you smell my foot for another hour. Is that what you want?" "No." I whined as I shut my eyes tight against the shame I felt. "Then stop arguing and do as you're told." I softly wept while I engulfed her big toe with my slobbering lips and sucked on it like it was a pacifier. "Good boy. Now don't stop until I tell you to or I'll pull your pants down and paddle your ass." I was crying like a lost child while I dejectedly followed her humiliating order. Marie smiled and leaned back to get comfortable.

About fifteen minutes later she pulled her toe out of my mouth and snapped her fingers. "SNAP!" "Kneel in front of me." I instantly obeyed. Marie gripped my shirt with both hands and jerked me up to her smiling face. "Now listen carefully. My soaps are coming on and I don't want to miss them. So I want you to put a load of laundry in the washer and then do the dishes for me. Is that clear?" "Come on Marie that ain't fair." I meekly protested. "Richard, Richard Richard. Why do you continue to defy me when you know I'm stronger then you are?" Marie laced her fingers with mine and gave me an evil smile. Suddenly my fingers were bent back in her powerful grip and excruciating pain raced up my arms. I let out an ear piercing scream. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "YOU'RE BREAKING MY FINGERS MARIE! I'LL DO IT I'LL DO IT! JUST LET ME GO!" Marie crossed her legs and guided my scrunched up face down to her dangling foot. "You must learn to mind me and stop arguing Richard. I won't put up with it. Now kiss my foot and apologise for your behavior." I immediately put my lips on her silky smooth skin and covered the top of her foot with kisses. "I'm truly sorry Marie. Please forgive me." I whimpered. "That's better. I'll forgive you this time but it better not happen again. Is that understood?" She sternly asked. "Yes Marie." I passively answered while I continued to kiss her foot. "Good boy. Now get up and go to work." Fear covered my tear stained face as I crawled off to obey her wishes.

When I finished doing the dishes I transferred the wet clothes to the dryer and put in another load. As I walked out of the laundry room I heard Marie call for me. I despised myself for answering her call but I was afraid to stand up to her. She was sitting at the end of the couch with her legs resting on the cousin beside her. "Ahhh there you are mamas boy. Come here and get down on your knees." My shoulders drooped down in defeat and I hung my head in shame while I obediently followed her order. Marie pointed to the floor below her feet so I knelt down and waited for further instructions. "Finding out I'm stronger then you was an amazing discovery. And watching you helplessly struggle to get out of my foot hold was an exhilarating thrill. Especially when you started crying after realizing you couldn't escape. I love having a grown man under my control and doing my bidding. So I've decided to make you my slave." She said nonchalantly. I went into shock.

"You've got to be kidding Marie." I said when I found my voice. "Hush mamas boy. I never gave you permission to speak." "Now wait just a damn min.." That's as far as I got before Marie gave me a stern look and back handed me in the mouth. "SMACK!" "I SAID BE QUIET! NOW SHUT UP!" She reprimanded. I completely lost it and reached for her throat to strangle the crazy bitch. Marie grabbed my wrists and twisted them behind my back in a double hammer lock. She did it so quickly and easily I never had a chance. Then she spread the fingers of her left hand around both of my wrists and got a firm grip. After securing her hold she wrenched my arms up my back and shoved my head down on the couch. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The terrible pain shooting through my arms was unbearable. I screamed like a banshee and fought like hell to break her hold. But I couldn't move my arms even a fraction of an inch. I felt like a child trying to break the strong grip of an adult. Marie easily held my muscular arms in place with only her left hand and taunted me for being so weak.

"Do you see why I call you a mamas boy? My left hand against both of your arms and you can't get loose. You really are a wimp Richard." "GOD DAMMIT MARIE LET ME GO!" I angrily shouted. "Make me mamas boy." I began to fiercely struggle again but I might as well have saved my strength. Marie was in complete control and I couldn't break her firm grip "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" I screamed in frustration. "Sure you are. This should shut you up mamas boy." Marie pulled my face over to the soles of her feet and laughed. "NO NO NO!" I insanely screamed while I strenuously fought to get away from them. "YES YES! YES!" Marie teased. "It's been a while since you've had the pleasure of smelling their sweet aroma. So stop fighting it and enjoy yourself." When she started rubbing her creamy soles in my face I wanted to die.

"Please.. don't.. do.. this.. to.. me." I pleaded with a heavy heart "Hush mamas boy. I adore the sensation I get when I feel your warm breath on my soles. And using your ugly face to massage my feet is extremely arousing. So I'm afraid you'll just have to suffer the consequences until I'm satisfied. You're to weak to challenge my authority so lie still and keep your mouth shut so you won't spoil my pleasure. Or I'll give you a good spanking and send you to bed." I fell into the depths of depression again and lost all hope. Finding out I was no match for Marie had turned her into a cruel and ruthless female. I was at her mercy and completely powerless to stop her from controlling my life. I languished in self pity while Marie casually sat there and rubbed her soft soles all over my red face. Being used as a door mat by my sixteen year old sister was so terribly degrading I prayed I would have a heart attack so I could escape the awful nightmare I was in.

My arms were so numb I couldn't feel them any longer and my knees were cramping up from being in the same position for a long period of time. My tear ducts were bone dry because I had excessively cried through the entire humiliating experience. But there wasn't a morsel of sympathy in Marie's callous heart for my discomfort. I could hear her softly moaning with pleasure while she continued to press her soles against my face. My deep depression clouded my mind and made me forget she had ordered me to remain silent. Which regrettably turned out to be a very painful mistake. "Please let me up Marie my legs are killing me." I whined. Her feet suddenly stopped moving and her hand tightened around my wrists. Then my shoulders were nearly ripped from their sockets when she roughly yanked my arms up my back. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" "I told you to keep your mouth shut and not interrupt my pleasure. You've spoiled my mood and made me very angry Richard. I can see you need to be taught some discipline so you'll learn to behave. I guarantee you'll mind me after I severely punish you. Now come here."

Marie bent my upper body back to the floor and jammed her left foot over my throat to keep me pinned down. Then she unbuttoned my jeans and yanked them and my underwear down to my knees to expose my bare ass. I tried to fight her off but my lifeless arms were completely useless. When she removed her foot and roughly dragged my squirming body over her lap I was scared out of my mind. If my sixteen year old sister spanked my bare ass like I was a small child it would utterly destroy me. My pride would dissolve like snow under a hot sun and my male ego would be crushed forever. And if she told all of our friends she spanked me I would die of shame and humiliation. Unfortunately I was to weak and helpless to stop Marie from doing what ever she wished. She was in charge and determined to discipline me for misbehaving.

"BAD BOY!" "SWAT!" "BAD!" "SWAT!" "BAD!" "SWAT!" BAD!" "SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!" "You will learn to mind me Richard." "SWAT!" "I won't put up with your unruly behavior." "SWAT!" "Your uncaring attitude had better change." "SWAT!" "Or I'll blister your ass until you can't sit down." "SWAT!" "Is that understood?" "SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!" "This is your last warning." "SWAT!" "Now behave yourself mamas boy." "SWAT!" "SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!" I squalled like a lost little boy while Marie spanked my ass raw. My spirit was completely broken so I didn't attempt to resist. I surrendered to the dark haired beauties authority and meekly laid there until Marie was satisfied I had been adequately punished for disobeying her. "SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!..SWAT!" Marie finally stopped and dumped me on my knees in front of her. She put her hands on my red cheeks and looked into my crying eyes. "Are you going to give me anymore trouble?" "No.. M.Marie." I submissively answered in shame. "That's better. I'll wipe up this floor with you if you disobey me one more time. Is that perfectly clear?" "Yes.. Marie. I'll.. be.. good." I whimpered while trembling like a leaf. "You damn right you will." She said with an evil glare.

"Marie tightly curled her fingers in my hair and crossed her right leg over her left. Then she forcibly shoved my ashen colored face down to her foot. "Kiss it. If I don't believe your kisses are sincere I'll beat you to a pulp. And we both know I can do it. Now kiss it." I shut my watery eyes and wet my dry lips. Then I firmly kissed her silky soft skin like she ordered. "Again." She said while holding me in place. I immediately obeyed so she wouldn't get mad and carry out her threat. Marie had me scared to death and she knew it. "Good boy. Now breathe deep and gently kiss each toe like you're in love with it." I took a deep breath and lovingly kissed her pinkie. When I was sure she was satisfied I moved to the next toe and made love to it. By the time I finished worshipping her big toe Marie was sighing with content. She placed her finger under my chin and gently raised my head so she could see my embarrassed face. "That was nicely done Richard I'm very pleased. You're going to make an excellent slave."

"Thank you Marie." I sadly muttered through quivering lips. "Good boy. Now that you know where you belong we shouldn't have a problem. But if you step out of line I won't hesitate to painfully remind you who's boss. Understand?" I couldn't keep from trembling when I passively answered her. "Yes Marie. I understand completely." "Good boy. Now hurry up and finish the laundry so you can crawl into bed. I want you well rested for tomorrows training session so don't dilly dally." She said as she turned me loose. "But it's barely mid day Marie and I'm starving." I protested. She immediately grabbed me by the shirt and jerked me to her. "Are you arguing with me?" "SMACK!" "You know better mamas boy." "SMACK!" "Now keep your mouth shut and do as you're told." "SMACK!" "Or I'll beat you black and blue." "SMACK!" "Now get your ass in that laundry room and go to work." "SMACK!"

I was crying like a new born baby when I rose to my feet and stumbled to the laundry room. My face was extremely painful and slightly beginning to swell. But that didn't worry me as much as the terrorizing fear rapidly spreading over my body. Every time I pictured Marie's face in my mind I felt like cowering in the corner. And I desperately had to fight the urge to piss on myself when I thought about her raised fist or unbreakable foot hold. A sixteen year old girl was totally in control of my mind and body and I saw no way of escaping her cruel hands. I've never felt so helpless in my life. As soon as I was in bed, Marie walked through my door and came towards me with a smile. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I suddenly wanted to hide myself under the covers like a child would do to save himself from the monsters in the dark. She bent over and tenderly kissed me on the cheek. "Good night Richard, pleasant dreams. I'll see you at nine AM sharp for your next training session. Your punishment will be very severe if you make me angry so don't be late. Now close your eyes and go to sleep. You have a long day tomorrow." When Marie left my room I curled up in a ball and quietly sobbed. I was trapped under the heel of my little sister who derived pleasure from totally dominating me. And I didn't have the courage or the strength to save myself. Suffering in hell through eternity couldn't be worse then this. Sixteen year old Marie had won.