Chapter 5: A Punishment that Fits the Crime

Nervously hurrying into the passenger seat, Rebecca buckled up and looked at Jacob while placing her hands on his thigh hesitantly, “Big brother, I’m so sorry. Please speak to me. I-Just tell me, tell me what I can do to make you happy again. I feel like such a bitch. I-I should have thought about what I was saying before I said it. I-I didn’t mean to hurt you, I swear!”

Laughing sadly with only a single glance at her, he drove out of the parking lot, “I’m sorry, but I don’t think this date is going to go how dates are meant to and it will probably end in disappointment. Sorry that even your big brother couldn’t give you a happy first date.”

A lump gathered in Rebecca’s throat and she slowly pulled her hands away, tears once more stinging her eyes, “I’m-I’m so sorry. I really don’t deserve all that you’ve done for me.” Brokenly, she whispered, sitting forward while too ashamed to look at him, “You deserve so much better than me. All I’ve done is hurt you.”

“Maybe I do deserve better, but I wouldn’t trade you for anyone. You are still my wonderful little sister.” Jacob looked at her with a weak smile as he drove. “But if you really do feel bad, and aren’t just manipulating me again; Come up with a punishment yourself. Think of one that would be deserved and will help you with your guilt. I will administer it, because that’s my duty as your boyfriend, and then we will get rid of your bad feelings. And maybe, just maybe, we will be able to salvage this date before the day is done.”

Shaking her head, she panicked as she wondered what punishment would fit the terrible guilt and remorse she felt, “I-I’m not manipulating you I promise. I could, I could not cum for a few days. You’ve been so sweet to me today, touching me just how I like, making me feel good, and I love it, I really do, b-but I don’t deserve release. Only good girls get that.” She sighed, feeling terrible and unsure of what to do.

“You are right that only good girls get sweet release. But bad girls get punished, and that isn’t a punishment. Not being good, and directly being bad are two different things. Does your guilt only go so far that you were only not a good girl, but not rather that you were a bad girl?” Jacob shook his head with a sigh.

“I-I have been bad, big brother, I deserve punishment but I-I don’t know what punishment would fit.” She nervously fidgeted as she rambled, his words making her feel even more selfish, “ I could sleep on the floor, I could-I could go without dinner. I don’t know Jacob, you’re the one I hurt, you should be the one to pick. What-what punishment will make you feel better about how badly I’ve made you feel?”

“What you did was, you ... you treated me like an animal.” Struggling to find the words, Jacob quickly felt inspired, “But your punishment isn’t about making me feel better, it’s about relieving your guilt, therefore the punishment has to fit the crime. So since you treated me like an animal, then until mom comes home, you’ll be an animal.”

Tears filled her eyes as her lower lip quivered. She didn’t realize that she had made her big brother feel that badly, to feel like an animal, “O-Okay.” Whispering, she tried to swallow down the lump that gathered at the back of her throat, her body desperately wanting to cry out to let out her emotional anguish. However she held back, she did not deserve to cry because she was not the one that was truly hurt; at least, that is what she thought.

They spent a quiet drive home together while Rebecca kept her eyes forward, not wanting to upset him further. She only looked at him when they got home, “I-I’ll just um, put all the clothes away.”

Nodding, Jacob stepped out of the car, “Ok, when you do that, meet me in the kitchen and we will begin your punishment. I’ll do my best to alleviate your guilt.” He made his way there first and leaned on the counter, waiting for her to put all the clothes away in her room. She felt all the excitement that was building throughout the day from the new wardrobe twist into a sick guilt. All those beautiful clothes were from her brother whom she had so dearly mistreated.

After all the bags were in her room, Rebecca grabbed the powder blue teddy and growled in annoyance, stuffing it at the bottom of her underwear drawer so she would not have to see it and be reminded of how much of a bitch she was. Sighing softly, she made her way back down the stairs nervously, fidgeting as her mind raced about what her punishment would actually be, “I’m done.” She stood near her big brother, choosing to stand and wait for his instructions.

Indifferently staring at her for a moment, he sternly ordered, “Take off all of your clothes, and be quick about it. I want to help you get over your guilt as soon as possible.” Rebecca’s eyes widened and she blushed in shame as she looked away to the open and uncovered window. She looked back and was about to protest when she saw his indifferent gaze and remembered what she had done; remembered that this was a punishment. Silently, she took off her baggy blue jeans and white tank top, folding them up slowly as she tried to process what was happening.

Glancing at Jacob, she could see he was not satisfied and expected more. With a shaky breath, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting her bountiful breasts hang out feely. She could feel his apathetic eyes gazing at her breasts as her nipples hardened, her hands slowly sliding her panties down and leaving her completely naked and exposed to her big brother.

She remembered his words and did not cover her body, merely clenching her hands at her sides as she looked down, unsure of what to say, “Get on your hands and knees; Right now, you’re a dog. Your hands are no longer hands, and you will not under any circumstance use them to grab anything. Your hands and knees are paws, and you will use them only how dogs use them. Your feet- they don’t exist. Anything below your knee is just dead weight. Anytime you wish to speak, you must woof, and then I’ll decide if I can give you permission to speak. If you speak without my permission, I’ll be forced to spank you.”

Furrowing her brows strongly at his words, she still ultimately complied, slowly getting down on her hands and knees while taking his words to heart. She didn’t want to be spanked and even more did not want to be an even bigger disappointment. Jacob stepped forward, reaching for her blue panties before forcing her head through both leg holes in order that it might act as a makeshift collar on her neck. “Do you understand doggy?”

She blushed, smelling the hours of arousal permeated into the cloth now assaulting her nose. Looking up to him, she felt strange, “Woof.” Biting her lower lip as her heart pounded, she felt humiliated and stripped bare, literally and figuratively.

Ruffling her hair with a little smile, he looked down at her, “You can speak, dog.”

Biting her lower lip, Rebecca felt confused at his warm smile, acting as if everything was okay. Had she done a good job and been forgiven by him? Had she been absolved? She gulped and innocently spoke, “T-thank you big brother. Um, h-how long do I have to be a d-dog?

“You’re welcome. I already told you, you will be a dog until mom comes home, and not one second less or more.” He kept his smile and scratched under her chin like he would a dog and asked, “Until then, you will be my good dog, won’t you?” She woofed and nodded with a frown eliciting a chuckle from him. Their mom’s schedule was chaotic and it was a toss up at what time she would finally come home, if she came home at all.

“We are going to have Greek salad for lunch.” He started preparing all the various ingredients while she sat there on her legs. He cut up some cucumber pieces and intentionally, but seemingly accidentally dropped some pieces onto the floor. “Whoops. Come here dog, there is a treat on the floor for you.”

Furrowing her eyebrows, she felt as if he could not be serious as her stomach growled in hunger. However as she looked up to see his smile, she felt the sting of tears once more grace her eyes as she crawled over to the cucumber pieces, her large breasts waving around. She went to reach for a piece when she quickly remembered what her big brother said about her paws.

Whimpering softly, she leaned down and picked them up off the floor with her teeth, eating them quickly and grimacing in disgust. She never ate anything off the floor before, let alone like this.

She trembled and looked up to Jacob with an aching heart. This treatment was already terrible. Had she really hurt him badly enough to deserve all of this? Smiling, he praised her, “Good dog, you must really like them if you ate them so quickly. Have some more before lunch.” He lightly tossed two more cucumber pieces at her face.

Rebecca flinched and whimpered as they hit her face and furrowed her brows sadly as she stared at the pieces on the floor. A tear silently slid down her cheek as she slowly leaned down and ate them, chewing emphatically with a disgusted face before swallowing. Her chest heaved as she fought the urge to sob. Managing to only sniffle slightly, she sat back on her heels, looking up to her big brother, her blue eyes bloodshot as he finished making lunch.

After a few minutes, Jacob made two bowls of greek salad. Slathering one heavily with oil and mixing it before adding even more, he placed it on the floor before adding only a small amount of oil to the other bowl. Taking his bowl with only a little bit of oil, he grabbed a spoon and sat at the island, looking at his nude little sister on the floor, “Enjoy your meal.”

Looking down at the bowl of salad practically dripping with oil, Rebecca felt her stomach twist. Thinking about how she would eat it while glancing down at her hands pressed down on the floor, she mentally corrected herself, ‘Paws.’

Bitterly sniffling, she lowered her face to the bowl, feeling her stomach growl in hunger. She felt disgusted by the texture of the heavy coat of oil, but she still ate like a dog, truly feeling less than human. By the time she finished and looked up to Jacob who had long since finished, her cheeks, nose and mouth were a complete mess. She sniffled and softly whimpered as she struggled to keep herself from outright sobbing, “Woof.” She softly barked, having never felt so humiliated in her life as her tone conveyed her pain and degradation.

Standing up and stepping to his little sister, Jacob parted some of the stray oily hairs that stuck to her messy face, “I hope you enjoyed the meal I made you. You can speak, dog.”

Sniffling, she leaned back onto her heels, trying to be nice and cordial, “I-I did big brother, it was delicious. I-I-” Whispering with a heaving chest, Rebecca felt heat rise into her cheeks in shame and embarrassment, “Could I please clean my face? I’m so messy.” Weakly, she looked away and felt tears start to flood her cheeks, her body feeling exhausted already, “This is so humiliating, I-I hate this.”

“Do dogs clean their face after a meal? No, they just lick their lips and show their owners how joyful they were for the meal. Remember that until mom comes home, you’re only an animal. So you should act like it.” Grabbing both of their bowls, Jacob went about washing them. Rebecca was left to whimper in distress. Could her big brother not see her pain, how her knees hurt from the hard wooden floor? Slowly she collapsed onto her side, feeling the oil caking her face.

Placing the dishes to dry, Jacob glanced down at her and smiled, “Hmm, I understand. You probably want to play, don’t you? Sit, stay.” With a stern gesture from his hand, Rebecca sniffled, sitting up onto her heels as he instructed before he quickly ran upstairs. She bit her lower lip, contemplating running away, hiding, doing something to escape this terrible feeling. Grabbing a tennis ball and a clean sock, Jacob came back down while stuffing the ball into the sock, “Don’t worry, I’ll play with you. Go fetch!”

Rebecca stared at him as he tossed the ball and sat down on the couch in the living room. Taking a shaky breath, she slowly wandered over to the sock, leaning down in disgust and biting down hesitantly on it. Crawling back to Jacob, she dropped it at his feat, her chest heaving as she did her best not to have a breakdown.

Ruffling her hair as if oblivious to her mental torture, he acted lovingly, “Good girl. Good girl.” Picking up the sockball, he tossed it far away again before patting her back and spurring her onweard, “Go get it quickly girl.”

Sniffling and nodding while taking a deep breath, she crawled quickly to where the ball had been thrown and picked it up. She crawled back to him on her hands and knees with the sock in her mouth while she wondered how to stop this. Dropping the ball at his feet, she nuzzled his leg to her forehead, letting out a soft whimpering whine. If she was a dog, could she get cuddled like one? She wondered that as she looked up to her big brother, her owner and boyfriend as her big azure eyes pleaded for any sort of reprieve.

Laughing, Jacob merely ruffled her hair even more, causing some of her hair to stick to her face still wet with oil, “Yes, I know you are a good girl, yes you are.” He used a baby voice as he picked up the sock and threw it again, “Go get it girl!”

Whimpering, she quickly obeyed and went to fetch the ball, bringing it back before repeating the exercise half a dozen times as Jacob continued to praise her and throw the ball. Her knees felt raw from the mix of hardwood and carpet wearing them down. When she finally saw him put the ball away, she couldn’t help but sighed in relief. Next to his legs, she sat back on her heels to keep weight off her knees.

Whimpering and looking up to him, she silently begged for mercy with her eyes and face, “Sorry, but no more playing for now.” Jacob started flipping through the channels as Rebecca leaned her head into his hand which started scratching her head. She enjoyed the small kindness, but felt her stomach twist as she saw dogs on the TV and heard Jacob’s laughter, “You are a dog, and look at the television. There’s a dog there too! Show me how excited you are to see another dog.”

Her lower lip trembling in a mix of embarrassment and pure pain, she took a deep breath bouncing up lightly on her battered knees, barking and yipping loudly as her hair fluttered about. She kept her back to him, knowing she was not supposed to, but she still wanted to try and hide her shameful display. Her hope was dashed however when she felt him tug on her arm, forcing her to face him, “Another dog, aren’t you excited?”

Yelping a little in pain at the sudden twist, she felt her stomach churn, the food in her stomach feeling sour as if she would be sick. Rebecca felt as if her big brother was enjoying this and she felt something snap inside her. She suddenly bounced up and down with a happy face, barking and yipping, playfully pawing at his knee as her tongue hung out of her mouth. She no longer felt like herself, like Rebecca, she no longer even felt like a person; she was merely a dog.

“Yea, it’s a dog just like you! The only difference is that you are cuter. You are the cutest dog in the world and you’re mine, aren’t you? Yes you are, yes you are.” Keeping a baby voice, he ruffled her golden hair, causing more to stick to her face and some to even stick to her hanging tongue. Rebecca felt a small encouragement at his praise, but still felt hollow. She licked his other hand delicately as she felt a shred of happiness at the other in her hair.

Deep inside her, it felt as if she was not just acting as a dog right now, but that she really was nothing more than a dog. After a few moments, she curled up on the floor nearby and quickly passed out from exhaustion.

Jacob left her like that for a few hours as he relaxed and watched TV. During that time, he had received a text from their mother letting him know that she would be home for supper. Even though she didn’t work everyday, it was a rare enough occurrence that she would get home early when she did actually work that she would always let them know.

Finally deciding to wake Rebecca up, he placed his foot on her head and shook her, “Wake up doggy, Wake up.” Mumbling softly as she was shaken awake, she yawned softly, slowly opening her eyes and realizing her big brother’s foot was on her head. She realized it felt a little too natural but did nothing other than groan as she sat up. Weakly looking at him as she sat on her heels, she felt waves of pain as her raw bark sounded out, “Woof?”

“Good dog, you can speak.” Taking his foot from her head, he stood up, her eyes following his figure.

Sighing, she whispered as she leaned and nuzzled up against his leg, searching for any shred of comfort or love, “I’m, so tired, my-my body aches. N-now can I-can I please get clean?”

“You’re in pain, because you’re not used to being a dog and you resisted it. Don’t lie and deny it. You didn’t want to accept yourself as a dog, and that’s why you’re so tired and in so much pain.” He patted her head encouragingly as she frowned while looking down. ‘I can’t even be a dog properly. God, I’m less than a bitch!’

“Dogs don’t clean themselves, that’s the owner’s responsibility. Just follow me and I’ll wash you up.”

A chill ran down Rebecca’s spine and she trembled. She had hoped that she could spend time by herself in the shower hiding from her shame, hiding from him and hiding from herself; give herself a chance to feel human once more. Grabbing her clothes on the way, Jacob made his way up the stairs while Rebecca slowly crawled behind him on her hands and knees, soft whimpers escaping her throat with each step. Crawling behind him into the shared bathroom, she looked up to him, her face still slightly swollen from her crying, “Can-can I stand now?”

Snapping his gaze to her in apparent shock, he mumbled, “Did you just speak?” Whimpering at his words, she immediately realized she messed up. Tossing her clothes on the floor and sitting down at the edge of the tub, he forcefully pulled her into his lap before bringing his hand down brutally on her naked ass cheeks. She yelped in pain, squirming in his lap as he spanked her after each neutrally spoken syllable, “Dogs, woof. Dogs, bark. Dogs, yip. But, dogs, do, not, speak, with-out, per-mis-sion.”

Her naked ass had already sprouted a fiery red flower from the spanking and she whimpered without reservation. Tears flowed as her head hung shamefully, her naked body trembling in her big brother’s lap, “W-woof.”

Without any anger in his voice, he slowly slid his hand over the burning red ass, “That’s better, you may speak dog.”

Whimpering, she sniffled while looking up at him, “I-I’m sorry for s-speaking, I didn’t mean to.” Rebecca was baffled at how he could seemingly strike her so brutally, and yet seemingly without any anger, “Can I please clean now. I-I’m sorry I misbehaved and you had to punish me.”

“It’s alright, I forgive you doggy.” He patted her head before with surprising strength, lifting her lithe body off of his lap and gently placing her into the tub on her hands and knees. Taking the showerhead, he pointed it at her and said with a smile, “Bark when the water is warm enough.” He turned on the water as cold as it could be, causing Rebecca to cry out and shrink away from the freezing cold water.

Never letting the stream leave her torso, Jacob very slowly increased the temperature of the water as she squirmed and writhed. Whimpering while keeping her head lowered, she frantically shivered and finally felt thankful as the water slowly got warm, soothing her aching body. Barking obediently about a minute later once the water got warm enough, she closed her eyes in relaxation as the warm water washed away the biting cold sensation from her skin.

Finally taking the spray of water from her body, Jacob held it on her face for an extended period of time as she coughed, choking as some got in her mouth. She did not suffer long however as her brother brought the shower head away to roam her body, quickly having it trained on between her legs. Biting her lips, Rebecca felt the pressure of water spray her pussy and strike her clit causing her to shake and bite her lower lip. A sliver of pleasure ran through her being, different from the otherwise painful process and just as she was about to moan, she felt the pressure weaken and saw Jacob moving the water around to soak the rest of her body.

Rebecca remained with her head down as Jacob turned off the water and applied shampoo to her head, scrubbing meticulously to make sure that all the oil was cleaned out of it. Taking a loofah, he soaped it up and started lathering her entire body from the neck down. He made sure to take extra time on her nipples, rubbing the rough loofah on them as they remained rock hard, he also pinched them multiple times with his free hand; only finally stopping when he heard a muffled moan escape his little sister’s pursed lips.

Jacob continued to lather her body up all the down to her vagina and he immediately started roughly scrubbing her cunt with the coarse loofah as she squirmed. She panted in a mix of pain and pleasure as he indifferently tortured her for a few minutes; the pain and pleasure mixing together in her mind as she felt helpless like the little dog she was.

Jacob finally moved on to her ass. Soaping up his hand with the loofah, he soaped up her ass crack before taking his finger and slowly sticking it inside her ass hole. She gasped and trembled, her sphincter pressing down on his finger as she felt it invade her virginal hole. Pitifully whimpering as she felt his finger prod around for a moment, she honestly felt like the sensation was not completely traumatic.

Rebecca sighed in relief as Jacob turned the warm water back on and started rinsing her body off completely. Once finished, he ruffled her wet hair and she made a small woof, her arms and eyelids feeling weak, “Good dog. Come out of the tub.” Rebecca noticed his ignoring her little bark and obeyed, crawling out as he grabbed a towel and started scrubbing her body, paying special attention to her ass and genitals. With her hips squirming, the towel irritating her already raw pussy and ass, she whimpered.

Squeezing the panties still on her neck to try and get some of the water out of her makeshift collar, Jacob quickly went about brushing her hair. She struggled as the brush snagged a few tangles but felt herself relax once they were all brushed away. Looking up to her big brother, her big blue doe eyes screamed for him to tell her that he was no longer mad, that he loved her; they were literally puppy dog eyes.

Her hand, bent like a paw, rubbed his knee as a soft, animalistic whimper left her lips before she gave another woof, “What’s the matter doggy.” He could see what her eyes silently screamed at him but he still acted ignorant. Her eyebrows furrowed as she realized the truth of the moment, the truth of her punishment. She was not just humiliated, not just stripped of her name, of her humanity. She was not able to talk whenever she wanted because she was not a person acting like a dog at the moment; She was just a dog.

Sniffling, she shook her head, whining softly as she nuzzled her forehead against his knee, silently thanking him for cleaning her, “Alright, follow me. I need to get some work done.” Grabbing her clothes, Jacob led the way to his office and sat down at his computer as Rebecca sighed and followed with her head lowered in submission, “When mom comes home, you can get dressed and become a human again.” Placing the clothing down on the floor, he began working on his computer. Nodding, she softly barked and sat nakedly at his feet, sitting in quiet contemplation as he worked.

Time passed slowly for Rebecca, as she was forced to do nothing but idle with her thoughts, the reality of the situation shaping her perception. She was forced to crawl around, her body screaming at her for movement. She tried getting Jacob’s attention, rubbing at his thigh, woofing and even whimpering like a lost little puppy, inwardly denigrating herself, ‘I’m really an animal. Just a dog, bored because I’m not getting attention.’ Jacob would simply pat her head and get back to work on his computer, never giving her the attention she really wanted or letting her speak like a person.

A few hours later as her entire body screamed in pain, Rebecca heard the front door open and her heart practically lept into her throat with excitement. Having never felt happier for her mom to be home, she slowly stood up with a pained groan. She pulled the panties from around her throat and put her clothes on as quickly as her weak and sore body allowed. Standing there for a moment with furrowed brows as the siblings stared at each other, he wondered what she wanted to say, “I-” Struggling to find the words herself, she reached out weakly and hugged him, “I’m sorry, again. Thank you for showing me how very wrong I was. I won’t do it again. I-I don’t ever want you to feel that bad because of me.” She felt terrible, if her punishment made her feel like this, then her actions that lead to this punishment must have made her big brother feel this bad too.

Jacob patted her back as he returned the hug, squeezing her tightly, “It’s ok, you know that what you did was wrong and you want to be better. That’s good enough for me.” He gave her a kiss on her forehead and spoke softly, almost as if exhausted, “Please don’t force me to punish you again. It’s very taxing on me.” Inwardly however, Jacob could see how humbled Rebecca seemed right now, and it only gave him pleasure; the power he knew he commanded over her pushing him further down the road to releasing himself from the golden handcuffs of society.

Frowning at the seemingly obvious strain she had put on her big brother, Rebecca whispered and nuzzled into him, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms around her diminutive frame, “I won’t, I promise.” With another kiss on her forehead, the two siblings made their way down the stairs, Rebecca feeling sore as she slightly wobbled.

Jacob paused at the top of the stairs as he saw their mother, Mary bent over with her golden hair cascading down her face as she was taking off a pair of black high heels. As she straightened herself, the tips of her golden locks flowed down straight to just above her shoulders.

Seeing her stunning face peek out from her hair, he perceived something he didn’t notice so directly in the past; he actually felt an odd attraction to her. She definitely looked good for her age, her natural beauty combined with the extra work she had done making her a woman any man would desire. Today she even wore no bra, the crevasse of the deep, white v-neck blouse trailing all the way down to the bottom of her sternum; seemingly showing off the sides of her large, uncharacteristically perky breasts.

Her black pencil skirt was filled with a juicy ass that led to the dark stockings adorned on her legs. She already exuded a mature charm, but now, Jacob was no longer held back by the taboo of incest and could pick up on the true sex apeal she radiated, ‘How the hell can she go consulting like that? Wouldn’t everyone just focus on her instead of their businesses?’

Their mom had a barely noticeable strained smile as she met them at the bottom of the stairs, giving Rebecca a hug and asking them if they had a fun day. Jacob narrowed his eyes slightly, a subtle smirk gracing his lips as Rebecca felt her stomach twist, “Y-yea, but I’m kinda tired now. I’m gonna go to sleep early.”

Their mom gave her a kiss on the cheek and pulled away from the hug, letting Rebecca unsteadily waddle up the stairs. Giving her son an inquisitive look as he came down the stairs, Jacob chuckled and gave her a quick hug before explaining that they had gone shopping and found a cute dog to play with and that was why she was so tired.

Mary went to her own room on the main floor to change into some at home attire before coming to make some dinner. Jacob and his mother made some small talk while she cooked and both seemed to unconsciously avoid going into detail about each other’s day. As they talked, Rebecca had made it to her room and stared at her bed for a moment before remembering what her big brother said about a better sleep and getting completely naked. Knowing that he was right about most things, she decided to try it out.

She slipped under the covers, relaxing slightly as she started falling asleep. Her body had slept for most of the day, but her mind was still exhausted. Earlier, she had not played at being a dog, she had completely become a dog and only that dog had slept, not the human. Now however, she had the chance to sleep as a proper human. Sighing in comfort, she quickly fell asleep.

Once they had cooked and ate, Jacob went to work on his computer while Mary simply went to her room on the main floor. The night came quickly for everyone and when Jacob finished his work off, he headed to Rebecca’s room to sleep. However as he stripped and lifted the covers, he could not help but slightly chuckle as he noticed her own nudity. She had obviously taken his words to heart.

Snuggling up behind her, Jacob gently placed his cock between her thighs before beginning his actions with the same goal as last night. He began teasing her nipples once more, pinching and prodding at them when he quickly became aware of a wetness on his cock. He flared his eyebrows in surprise but quickly found it reasonable after all the denial she faced during the day. Moving his hands down, he began pleasuring the origin of that wetness, his little sister’s pussy. His fingers massaging the dripping folds while avoiding the bomb that was her, no doubt, extremely sensitive clitoris.